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🔥💕Welcome back to the story mode of The Sunny Show : Attraction AU! Part 4⭐️🔥

This 84 incident episode will divided into two parts. I’m so sorry but I don’t want you guys to read the boring paragraph with no pictures

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WARNING : This episode contained Blood / Strong Language / Violence action / Crime

As the sound of flames along with the heat flew passed his skin. Jack slowly opens up his eyes.

His eyelids were heavy…and the heat flew along though his eyes. His vision blur by the flames that surrounded his body

“U…ughh..! W..where am I..?” He coughs. Jack thinks and looks around and found himself in a basement of Pizzeria with a rope that tightly tied his arms.

His throat is bleeding as the blood running down, soaking his white shirt collar. Fortunately, the knife didn’t go into deep.

“H…Help… someone…a..anyone…please….” His voice can’t even reach the upstair nor can’t even though the flames that cursing too much noise

“Mnh..!” He tried to move as the flame raising his fear. It’s getting closer and closer to him every second. Jack can’t breathe much. He doesn’t know that he can’t even breathe or not as the smoke filled the room and his lungs. He tries to struggle our of the rope.

“Please Please Please PLEASE!” Jack thinks and trying to struggle with the fear.

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-2 months ago…

“What do you mean no…?!” Jean Laurent the crew that plays as Wonder Rory role asking Grace in rage.

Grace crossed her arms and looking at him with an annoyance.

“Jean. We’ve been already settle about this. We’ll reduce your show schedule. For the audience to experience in this pizzeria with some other crew” Grace is still in charge of this pizzeria as a founder.

She hired 4 people to become a crew. - Jean is one of them that she hired. In fact she didn’t even want to hire him in the first place. She saw his arrogance, pride and the vanity in his eyes since they had met.

“It’s because of him, doesn’t it?” Jean said and that caught Grace attention.

“What…?” Grace looks at him and place her paperwork that on her hand down to the table. It’s everyone work schedule.

“That was because of that Mr.Jack, Joseph or whatever his name is-?! Don’t you think we didn’t know that you two are in relationship.”

“You love him, don’t you? You kept him as a freaking favorite pet and gave everything to him while other crews or me can’t get enough money-“ Jean said in a harsh tone.

“You’re freaking bias!!” After that words left his mouth. Grace’s mind snaps and she stands up and slam her table.

“Jean…! Do people like you have the right to complain me or what?!” Grace yelling with her anger and clench her fist.

“You know why I hate people like you…?” “Because I hate a failure like you who can’t do anything and keep mumbling about me being bias….!”

“Did you even look at your rating…?! You have a freaking lowest rating by the guest complain in here…!!”

Grace throw a bunch of paper into his face. It’s his rating record…over the years.

“Get out before I fire..you” Grace said in a cold tone and Jean left the room and closed the door loudly

Her office become silent as it’s should be again…She sigh and move her hand to her face.

“I can do this”

“I can do this….” She said to herself before looking on her phone with a picture of her and Jack beside each other…smiling in happiness.

Grace smiles and close her eyes

Her first plan…is just to used him as her tool to success but as the time passed Jack become someone in her life. Someone that she dreamed for…

Over this 4 years that they have known each other. He is the one who cheered her up. Helping her…and….

Love her… for the first time. Free her from old family that taunted her.

She shouldn’t have a feeling on him…she shouldn’t love him, but now Grace care for him. She can’t hurt him. She sees him as a person not her tool anymore…

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As for Grace… she loves him..

Every time she looks at him perform his show on the stage. His move and voice caught her heart and Jack did hold her close to him when they are at home..

At that time. Jack belongs to her alone with no other audience eyes. As he kissing her and Grace holds him close. She doesn’t want to let go anymore.

Putting that love part aside. Grace did her job pretty well and with Gina stands by her side she can control her pizzeria in her hands

But… something is about to happen…

Bad things always happened…

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In 1984 - May - 06

Today is a big show for Mr.Jack to perform. His Greatest magician show.

“Ready for today Mr.Jack?” Grace stands with him behind the red curtains of the main stage.

“Of course My little star~⭐️” Jack leans closer to her and kiss her forehead and that made Grace blushing so hard.

“I can be whatever you want me to be. Just say it and I will make your wish come true~” Jack smiles at her and Grace chuckled a little.

Grace moves her hands to tidy his suit , trying to make him looks perfect.

“Come on~ not even a kiss…?” Jack wink at her as Grace looking at him with blushing face that get redden.

“We can do that at home, you know~? It’s not like it’s gonna be last day” Grace smiles at him and look at the red curtains

“The light is calling…It’s showtime~” Grace moves her hand to caress his face one last time before Gina and the other crews opens the curtains.

Jack is getting ready for the show

Jack holds his staff as he walks out into the light. Seeing everyone looking at him, heard them clapping just for him…

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While everyone focused on the show. Jean lurking into the building and slowly destroy the gas pipe in the staff room.

“If I can’t have it…no one can…even you Grace” That gas pipe leading to Grace office but what he didn’t know… is that damaged with effect the whole building soon.

Jean comes out and lock the door of staff room and the CCTV in this area is in maintenance….so it’s shut down temporarily..

no one will know…

“What are you doing?” Gina looking at Jean while stand in front of him.

“Just picking up some stuff” He said as he walks passed Gina, but Gina is aware by his odd actions, so she follows him.

Gina secretly contacted Grace and that made her goes down from the back stage.

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After Jack finished his first performance. He checked his metal gloves. Looks like the screws were loose… This will cursing a problem to his next solo show.

“Their must be the second gloves in dressing room…” Jack thinks and walks down from the black stage, but what he didn’t know….is the danger that follows him.

While Jack changing his gloves. Suddenly a man that follow him used the metal bat knocking Jack down to the floor before tied him up with the rope

“You have a lot to paid Joseph…”

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This part is long enough so…

(Stay tuned for part 5🌟🔥)

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writing-wh0re · 3 years

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hey i hope ur having a great day<3

could u do a george weasley smut where he uses a v!brator and some other toy on the reader while having sex

All writing will be #writing-wh0re-requests.

George Weasley x Reader.

Words: 1,339

Warnings: Smut18+. Overstimulation, Teasing, Dom Energy, Use of Sex Toys, Unprotected Vaginal Sex, Handcuffs, Gag, Nipple Play, Mentions of Drinking (?).

“George!” I quickly closed the door to the apartment behind me, waiting for a reply.

“Hello? Honey?”

I drop my bag next to the kitchen counter, walking through our small apartment. The only sound is my heels clicking against the wooden floor boards. My eyebrows knit together looking around our empty bedroom, I huff in annoyance, checking my watch. 5:05pm, he should be home.

My eyes fall to the bed, a brown box unsealed and a note sitting on top.

‘Y/n, baby,

I stepped out to grab wine. Lay out the contents of the box. Pick your favourite.

Keep your heels on.

George x’

Biting my lip, I re-read the note quickly. Curiosity takes over me as I open the box, a gasp falling from my lips. My fingers touch the smooth silicone of the blush pink vibrator, excitement bubbling in the pit of my stomach. I continue to dig through the box, touching fluffy handcuffs and a ball gag.

“What are you up to Weasley?”

I strip my clothes off, laying out the new toys on the bed. I lay beside them, my legs spread wide, heels digging into the comforter. I lean over grabbing the vibrator, turning it on as a low hum fills the air. Pressing the button on the base causes the speed to pick up, my pussy throbbing with anticipation.

“Princess!” My heart jumps at his voice, quickly scrambling to turn the toy off, hearing George chuckle.

“Someone’s eager.” George’s eyes trail over my body, filled with lust.

“I-um,” Blush fills my face, my body going hot. George holds his finger to his lips, silently shushing me. I watch as he grabs the handcuffs on the bed, dragging the fluffy material up my body. My breathing picks up, feeling him tug on my hands, cuffing them together against the bed frame. George leans down to my face, a smile dancing across his lips. I lean forward to meet his lips before he pulls away, causing my hands to jolt against the cuffs.

“Tease.”

“Oh, I’ll show you teasing.” George grabs my ankles, pulling my body down the bed, a yelp falling from my lips as the bedhead rattles against the cuffs.

The familiar buzzing hits my ears as George drags the vibrator up my legs. My breath hitches, the silicone dancing across my mound, vibrating my ribs before brushing against my hardened nipple.

I gasp at the new sensation, George with a smug smirk on his face. George drags the vibrator down my body, my hips thrusting up with need.

“Nuh uh.”

I pull on the handcuffs, wanting nothing more than to pull George in for a kiss.

“Fuck, do, uh, do something.”

My voice sounds more desperate than I thought it would. My pussy clenches around nothing. His chuckle makes my eyes roll, not out of pleasure but frustration. I know he won’t do anything, not now that he knows how needy I am. He’s going to drag this out, the thought causes butterflies to erupt inside of me.

George softly hovers the vibrator above my clit, his eyes locking onto mine. His lips kissed up my thighs.

“George, something!”

His hand slaps my thigh, pressing the vibrator against my cllit hard. My legs shake, my back arches. The pleasure instantly stops, the sound of the vibrator still buzzing in the air. I look down at George, searching for an explanation as to why my pleasure stopped. My eyes drag over his toned body, a soft whimper escaping my lips as his cock slaps against his stomach. My man in all his glory. The soft hum of the vibrator brings me back to reality, looking at the pink silicone buzzing on the fluffy comforter.

“Just fuck me” I whisper, tilting my head back.

“What was that baby?” George presses the vibrator against my clit again, swirling it around my bundle of nerves.

“I-oh.”

“I didn’t catch that baby.”

“I said fuck me.” I spit, growing frustrated and wanting nothing more than George deep inside of me. The vibrator stops causing my body to relax.

The bed creaks under his weight shifting, his hand grabbing my chin.

“I think it’s time you stopped back chatting.” The cool red ball presses against my lips before I can open them, letting the smooth plastic sit in my mouth. The glossy leather steep presses against my cheek as George ties it behind my neck.

“Please.” I mumble against the gag, my ears being met with a mere hum. George smirked at the response.

“That’s better.”

George pumps his cock, his eyes wandering up and down my body. My body is on full display for him. Only him.

“Gorgeous.” My face heats up at his compliment. George runs his cock up and down my slit, collecting my wetness on the tip causing it to glisten in the light.

“Please.” I cry out, the gag causing my words to muffle into a hum.

“Cock hungry slut.” George slides into me fast, my walls instantly contracting around him. I moan loud, the gag vibrating against my tongue.

George chuckles, pinching my nipples as he thrusts in and out of me. I pull on the cuffs, wanting to touch him. His lips trail down my neck, capturing my nipple between his teeth. His tongue swirls around the hardened nub, sucking on the skin. George sucks the plump flesh, littering the skin with his mark. Purple and pink hickies covering each breast.

“So wet for me.” His warm breath fans against my neck as he whispers, his teeth biting my earlobe. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper. My back arches into his chest, his cock rubbing against my sweet spot. His whispered words causing my pussy to clench around him, tingles flowing through my body with every thrust.

“Made for me.”

“All mine.”

“Good girl.”

My eyes flutter closed, focusing on the pleasure flowing through my body. The vibration shakes my legs once again, the vibrator pressed against my clit.

“Mmm, you love this, I can feel it.” George smirks, slowing his thrusts to watch himself disappear inside of me. The sound of my wet pussy filling the air.

“Yes, yes, yes”

George rubs the vibrator against my clit, the vibrations and the circles causing my eyes to roll back. I rock my hips up to meet his thrusts, pulling on the cuffs as I chase my high.

“Cum baby.”

I moan his name loud, my legs shaking round his waist as I cum around his cock. The vibrations make my clit more sensitive. The aftershocks of my orgasm twitching through my body. Tears prick at my eyes, the over stimulation causing my clit to ache.

“One more baby, fuck, i’m close.”

“You’re doing so well.”

The tears fall freely down my cheeks, the gag slightly dribbling spit down my lips.

My body tenses, my back arching as my second orgasm wrecks me. George moans loud, His cock twitching inside of me, he pulls the vibrator from my clit, his hands falling to my hips, pulling my body closer to his, his warm cum coating my walls.

George pulls out of me, walking to grab a towel from our ensuite and softly cleaning me up. The bumps against my clit caused my body to jolt, goosebumps washing over my skin. He uncuffs my hands, allowing for me to take the gag off.

“Wow.”

“Wasn’t too much?”

I shake my head, using a separate towel to wipe my face.

“New, different, but so good.” I smile up at George, his eyes flicking to my lips before pulling me closer to him, kissing me softly as if I would break under pressure.

“Let me get the wine.”

I sigh deeply, slight exhaustion hitting me. A love drunk smile dancing across my lips.

“Here love.” I take the glass from George’s hand, smiling up at him. Sipping the red liquid, the sweet yet slightly sour grape taste washed over my taste buds.

“I love you Y/n.”

“I love you too.”

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nnightskiess · 4 years

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santana lopez imagine

r e q u e s t: Can you do a reader x Santana lopez? Where reader and Santana are best friends but reader has been in love with santana for a long time and becomes distant and santana wants to know why and finally knows and just fluff. Thank you

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Y/N zoned out the conversation Quinn, Brittany and Santana were having and instead fully focused on the smile on Santana’s face. She’d been friends with the girl long enough to know that this smile meant that she felt at ease.

The corners of Y/N’s mouth curled into a smile at the sight of it as she kept staring at her best friend. Her cheeks flushed when Santana turned her head, just to check up on Y/N who had been a bit quiet. She’d caught the girl staring. Santana’s expression softened a bit before she joined the conversation again.

It had been like this a lot the past few weeks— Y/N zoning out just to stare and admire Santana, only for her to get caught by the latter. However, Santana didn’t seem to mind or notice and thus Y/N’s crush on the girl grew larger every day.

What had been the turning point? The mindless random kisses they used to share now and then? Which in Santana’s defence were just so that they kept practicing until a cute boy came along. The way Santana only let Y/N see the real her? How Santana carried herself? Or how she could light up Y/N’s world by just a smile or a witty comment? Well, Y/N couldn’t quite put a finger on it. But there was so much about Santana that she adored and liked that it wouldn’t be fair to her to just pick one.

Her mouth set in a hard line. No. She couldn’t fall in love with Santana. It wouldn’t end well. What if Santana got weirded out by it and decided that it would be too awkward to stay friends? Y/N couldn’t bear to lose the girl.

“You okay?”

Quinn and Brittany continued their conversation while Santana’s attention went to the girl next to her. Y/N nodded softly, sending her a tight-lipped smile.

“Here,” Santana handed her the rest of her granola bar in an attempt to cheer her up. Because even though Y/N denied something was wrong, she could see right through her best friend. “And you better eat it because I don’t usually share my food.”

Brittany heard the two and shoved her lunchbox towards Y/N. It was filled with the Lucky Charms marshmellows. “It took me four boxes to fill it like this but eating this usually makes me happy so I hope it works for you too.”

“Are you trying to cheer her up or give her diabetes?” Quinn snorted and shook her head in amusement.

“Thanks, Britt, but i'm fine.”

“Suit yourself.” Brittany shrugged, held the lunchbox up to her chest and grabbed a handful. Quinn grimaced at the thought of having to eat that much sweetness in one bite.

Santana hadn’t stopped staring at Y/N during the conversation, her brows knit together when she realised something was up. She scooted her chair closer to the girl, grabbed the sleeve of her Cheerios jacket and rested her head softly against the girl’s shoulder. Y/N smiled sheepishly while Santana’s frown never disappeared, wondering what kept her best friend so silent, the soft encounter between the two not going unnoticed by Brittany.

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Santana strutted around the school’s hallway, head held high. She looked fierce, confident and oh so ethereal— if you asked Y/N. The small smirk on her face turned to a smile when she locked eyes with her best friend, Y/N, who was already staring at her from her spot at her locker.

“How’s the only person I tolerate in this school doing?” She challengingly raised an eyebrow as she came to a stop next to the girl.

Y/N stared into her eyes for a second, seeing them twinkle. The two girls lingered for a moment in a comfortable silence until the sound of a locker slamming shut cut the girl back to reality.

“Hey, you okay?”

Santana’s smile turned into frown, seeing how quiet Y/N seemed.

“Hm? Sorry, yeah...”

The Latina squeezed her eyes in suspicion but decided to let it go, knowing how Y/N worked. If she tried to pry and get it out of her, Y/N would only shut her out even more. She’d come to her when she wanted to or when she was ready.

“Okay, hear me out— I know you’re insecure about singing high notes but I’ve found the perfect song for us to sing for next week’s assignment.”

Y/N bit her lip and closed her locker, “I kind of already agreed to sing with Rory...”

“Wait, what? Why?” Santana’s face immediately scrunched up. “And roll back a minute— out of all of them you pick that leprechaun? Let me guess, you’re going to sing his national anthem while he’s Irish dancing in the background, clad in all green while throwing lucky charms out of his pot of gold?”

“Santana...”

The brunette sighed, letting it go, not being able to resist the pleading look on Y/N’s face.

“He asked me first and he was so shy about it, it was adorable. And he’s new and doesn’t really know anyone yet so it was hard to turn him away... and um, he told me we’d discuss the song over dinner at Breadstix so how could I turn that away?”

“So he asked you out on a date?”

“N-No-”

Santana rolled her eyes at the girl’s obliviousness, “And by the way,” She raised her hand, “Since when do I have to ask you to partner up? We always do everything together?”

Y/N shrugged, “I’m sorry, San. A promise is a promise. But I think you need to start looking for another partner unless you want to end up with Mr. Schue.”

Santana's jaw clenched in irritation as Y/N walked off without another word.

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Santana worry and confusion only grew when Y/N walked passed her and sat down next to Rachel, completely ignoring her usual seat next to Santana. Rory walked into the room. She immediately sent the boy a glare before he sat down next to Y/N. He slightly glanced over his shoulder and as he felt Santana’s eyes on him, he slowly put his arm around Y/N— feeling bold. The girl barely scooted away from him, trying not to hurt his feelings, but it was enough for Santana to notice her discomfort.

Oh, hell no.

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“Hey, St. Paddy!” Santana’s loud voice rang through the courtyard, making Rory stop in his tracks.

“Oh, boy, here we go.” He slowly mumbled to himself.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

He turned around and saw how furious she was by the frown on her face and the fire in her eyes.

“What do you mean, Santana?”

She gave him a dirty look, “Oh, cut the crap, cardigan... You know what I’m talking about.”

“It’s... Flanagan...”

“Whatever-” She rolled her eyes. “Listen closely and don’t open your mouth before i’m done talking, okay?”

Rory nodded hesitantly, not sure if this already counted.

“You’ve got a crush on Y/N. I have eyes. I’m not stupid. But I get it, she’s gorgeous, caring, softhearted and is the best thing in this world since sliced bread. But what she’ll never be, is yours.” She pointed a finger at his chest. “So don’t try and act all adorable while sneakily taking her on a date... because if we’re being honest, she probably just said yes because she pitied you after realising that if she said no, you would have no one to sing with. And since you were oblivious to all of that, I think you also missed the fact that she isn’t into you at all.”

He rose his eyebrows in shock as Santana let her mind run rampant, not sparing his feelings. Rory awkwardly held onto the straps of his backpack.

“Here’s what’s going to happen— first, you’re going to call Breadstix and cancel your reservations...then you’re going to call Y/N and tell her you changed your mind about being duet partners.” Santana gave him a mock smile and was about to walk away. “Oh— and if you ever put your disgusting arm around her again, I’ll kick your ass so hard it will send you flying back to Ireland in just a few seconds. Got it?”

Rory nodded again and watched Santana walk away with a pleased smirk on her face.

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Santana tapped the girl on her shoulder and whispered, “Wanna go to Breadstix tonight? I heard they have one free table for tomorrow night.”

Y/N turned around in her seat, sending a glare her way before focusing back on the class. Santana looked to Brittany, taken back and in confusion, but she just shrugged.

✫彡

“I little birdie told me you need a new duet partner.” Santana walked up to Y/N’s locker, hands in the pockets of her comfy Cheerios jacket.

The smile on her face disappeared when Y/N slammed her locker shut and turned to her with her brows furrowed.

“Jeez, who put nails in your shoes today?”

“I know it was you.”

Santana shrugged, “So? I spared you the painful situation where you had to reject him... plus, now you get to sing with me. So change that frown into one of your pretty smiles because I know just the perfect song for us to sing.” She perked up but her cheerful expression vanished once again when Y/N walked away from her. She pursed her lips and frowned in confusion as she watched the girl hurry out of the school.

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Things had been different since that afternoon. The two barely interacted or even looked at each other anymore, which was all mainly Y/N’s fault. It had even caught the attention of the other Glee club members since Y/N tried to ignore Santana as if she was some disease she wanted to steer clear of. It was out of character for the both of them not to be together.

“Everything okay with you and San?” Brittany leaned over so that no one else could hear.

Y/N gave her a small smile, as if nothing was wrong, “Oh- yeah, yes, don’t worry.”

“You sure?”

Y/N hummed in return, turning to face Mr. Schue but Brittany scooted even closer before mumbling, “I think you should just tell her how you feel.”

Her head shot to the side, eyes wide as saucers. Brittany didn’t seem to realise how panicked her statement had made the girl feel. Y/N was still trying to stay cool when Mr. Schue called her name.

“Rory and Y/N, would you two like to perform your duet today?”

The two shared a quick glance before Y/N opened her mouth,

“Oh, w-we’re not partners anymore. Can Tina and I perform instead?”

Santana cocked her head to the side at that new information, seeing Tina nod. They had apparently already planned this out.

“But Tina’s partnered up with Brittany?”

“Yeah, I know, but she doesn’t mind singing twice.”

Mr. Schue rose his eyebrows in confusion. “But we’re with an even number of members so how come you have no partner?”

Rory’s arm slowly went up, “Santana has no partner either.”

“Shut up, leprechaun.”

“I thought that was what you wanted?” Rory mumbled at her but slowly turned back around at the look Santana shot him.

Mr. Schue seemed a bit confused to why the two best friends didn’t seem to want to pair up together. However, that gave him all the more reasons to make them partner up. Maybe whatever was going on between the two would be taken care of that way.

“Santana, Y/N— you’ll be up next week. Alright?”

The two girls shared a glance before Y/N focused back on what Mr. Schue was saying.

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“Y/N/N, can we meet up after practice? We really need to plan how we want to sing the song if we want to win. You still okay with singing Aguilera?”

Y/N nodded absentmindedly, not really paying any attention to Santana. Because she knew that if she did, she wouldn’t be able to stop looking at the girl. Besides, the love in her eyes would probably not be missed by Santana and she obviously didn’t want her to know.

“Hey?”

“Hm?” Y/N looked up, trying her best to not look into her eyes for too long. But the worry and hurt in them broke Y/N’s act.

“I’m worried about you.” Santana placed her hand on top of Y/N’s, squeezing it.

“Don’t be.” Y/N mumbled out softly, trying to brush things under the carpet.

“Did I do something wrong? Was it the thing with Rory? Or back when-”

“No.” She shook her head, “Don’t worry, okay? You could never do something wrong in my eyes.”

Santana smiled at that.

“Great. So if I’m not the problem, then please tell me why you’ve been so distant with me lately?”

Y/N panicked slightly and racked her brain for anything. “Just... stuff.” She could slap herself for that weak excuse.

“Stuff?” Santana gave her a look, not buying it. “What stuff? Stuff at school? At home? Personal stuff?”

Y/N nodded softly at the last one and looked at her lap.

“Want to talk to me about it?” Santana’s voice was as soft as a feather and barely even audible.

Y/N didn’t look up from her lap and shook her head.

“That’s okay.” Santana scooted closer to her best friend, “Then I’m just going to have to-” But when she was about to wrap her arms around Y/N to comfort her, the girl quickly pushed her away, grabbed her stuff and walked out leaving Santana clueless to what she had done wrong.

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“I’m telling you, Britt, she ran away like I was some bee circling around her.”

Brittany smiled sympathetically. She could see it really affected Santana.

“Oh, God.” She groaned and held the bridge of her nose. “She’s been like that every time I get close to her, what if it makes her uncomfortable? See?! I should just keep it all to myself, it’s better that way. I haven’t even told her anything yet and she’s already distancing herself from me.”

Brittany sighed loudly, “There you go again— putting two and two together and making six. You worry too much.”

Santana crossed her arms and let out a breathy, sarcastic chuckle, “I worry too much? She’s my best friend— I can’t lose her.”

Brittany’s smile softened, “I know. But you won’t. Sometimes you just have to take the leap and hope that a flying unicorn will scoop you up out of the sky. And I hope Y/N will jump onto its back as well... unless she’s scared of horses...”

Santana smiled at Brittany’s explanation,

“Thanks, Britt.”

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Santana was talking with Brittany when Y/N walked passed the two, basically making a b-line to the exit of the football fields.

“Okay, this has got to stop.”

Santana rushed after her, Brittany following suit— afraid Santana was going to lose her rag.

“Y/N, stop-” Santana grabbed her wrist, making the girl turn around. “-and fucking explain to me what’s going on? I’m sick of you acting like this.” She waved her hands around.

Y/N pulled her hand back and squinted her eyes as she looked at Santana before walking off again.

“Oh, no no no. Not so fast, lady.” When Santana grabbed her shoulder, Y/N turned around and pushed her off.

Santana widened her eyes at seeing Y/N so on the fence.

“Why can’t you just leave me be? I’ve been trying so hard to ignore you and ignore everything I’ve been cropping up inside but you just keep...on...bugging me!”

Normally, Santana would fire back some witty and fiery reply but she was at a loss for words. She’d never seen Y/N like this.

“I-I’m s-sorry. I’m so-” Y/N immediately excused herself and groaned before kicking the trashcan next to the bleachers, startling both Brittany and Santana.

Santana glanced at Brittany, silently asking her to give them a moment. The blonde nodded and walked back to the other Cheerios.

Santana wasn’t sure what to do or say. She wanted to hug Y/N and hold her hand to comfort her, but would she be pushed away again if she did?

“I haven’t been a good friend to you lately...” Y/N started and looked up into her eyes.

“You can’t always be amazing at everything.” Santana complimented her and smirked softly, trying to lighten the mood. But her face turned serious again when Y/N didn’t seem to appreciate the effort.

“But it’s okay. Let’s acknowledge it for a few seconds and then move on and be like we used to be.” Santana took a measured step closer to the girl.

“I can’t.”

“Why not?” The brunette immediately shot back, feeling angry and confused once again. Y/N wrapped her arms around herself and softly looked up into Santana’s eyes, which were filled with hurt and worry.

“I-”

She closed her mouth again, how was she supposed to say that she’d been in love with Santana for weeks now?

“I’ve been really respectful towards this all and I’ve given you time to come to me, but this time we’re not going to walk away before I know what’s up. So, tell me.”

Even while Santana glared at her, Y/N could still feel her insides turn to jelly. Y/N looked at the crinkle between her eyebrows and how she slightly pouted her lips together. Her stare lingered a little on her lips, before she quickly looked back into Santana’s eyes. But upon looking, she noticed that Santana’s gaze was fixated on her own lips.

“T-Tell me now...” Santana cleared her throat and tried to raise her voice again, but it was clear that her mind was elsewhere. She tried to look mad, but Y/N noticed how hard it was for Santana to keep up the tough act.

Their stare lingered for a moment before Y/N turned her back to Santana to walk back into the school. But before she could take a step, Santana’s voice interrupted her.

“I love you.”

Y/N froze.

“And you ignoring me hurts me so damn much. So, please, don’t. I don’t know what I did wrong but I’d really like to know.”

It took Y/N a moment to gain the courage to turn back around but when she did, she saw that Santana was on the verge of tears.

“I hope this won’t make you ignore me even more.” She quickly glanced around the area before wiping away a tear.

“Please say something.”

“Santana...”

She immediately took a few steps back when Y/N approached her.

“No, no- it’s fine-” She waved her off. Y/N closed her eyes, ridding herself of any doubts and insecurities. She opened them again and wasted no time in cupping the girl’s cheeks to place a soft, chaste kiss on her lips.

The two parted, Santana’s face filled with confusion. It wasn’t like they had never kissed before, so what exactly did this kiss mean? Was this just out of pity?

Y/N left her no time to ponder when she attached her lips against Santana’s once more. She put much more pressure into this one, and when Y/N opened her mouth, Santana swore she could feel her heart explode. She quickly grabbed onto Y/N’s neck and kissed back, not wanting to let it go unanswered.

They slowly let go of each other after a few seconds.

“I know I asked you to say something but this was much better.” She blinked her eyes a few times as Y/N let out a breathy chuckle,

“I know, right?”

“Does that...Does that mean-”

“Damn, you don’t catch on very fast, do you?”

Santana rolled her eyes but not without grinning like an idiot. She presented her pinky to Y/N, the other girl locking hers around it as they kept looking at each other, beaming from ear to ear.

✫彡

The band started playing the first tunes of the song on their trumpets. Everyone’s eyes widened and some of the girls cheered at the run Y/N started the song off with. Santana looked at her with the widest smile on her face before starting to dance the little choreography they had come up with it. She was more than proud of Y/N shoving her insecurities to the side and still singing this song. Her voice was perfect for this song, which was mainly why Santana had picked it out, she wanted the girl to shine more.

“I don’t know what you did, boy, but you had it.”

The two faced each other and sang together. Santana smirked while singing.

"That every time I see you everything starts making sense, yeah.”

Everyone clapped when they started singing the chorus. Santana turned towards Y/N at her part, making her take steps back by slightly pushing the girl’s shoulder.

It was clear to everyone that whatever had been happening before, had been solved now. Santana and Y/N seemed at ease around each other again. They acted just like before. Well... not exactly the same, but most of them brushed it off.

Mr. Schue mentally applauded himself for putting the two together. It had clearly resolved their problems. But Brittany knew the real reason of why they had made up. She grinned, enjoying the performance, but also because she was the only one who knew their little secret. It was about time. She had tried to silently drop hints to them that they both liked each other here and there for the longest time. When Santana had returned that afternoon with the biggest smile on her face, Brittany knew enough.

Santana and Y/N grinned their hearts out at each other after ending the song and locked their pinkies behind their backs.

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drivingbatty · 4 years

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― rory keaner fluff alphabet

i know this is sorta random but what can I say? I love this batty boi💗. I'll probably be doing this with everyone else too! gifs by @bodhirookes

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A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

One thing that is certain about Rory is that he’s not the best at saying “no”. So he’s up for whatever you are! Even though he can get a bit antsy he won’t mind spending a quiet day with you and he won’t mind running around town causing mayhem. He’s very neutral is what I’m saying. If he had to pick a favorite though, he loves it when you let him take you flying! He thinks it romantic.

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

He admires your kindness and patience. Most people (aside from the Gang) would immediately snap at him for bothering them or asking a ”dumb question” but you answer them without much hesitation or annoyance. And he loves you for that

If we're talking physically, he absolutely loves your smile. Just knowing that his favorite person in the whole world is happy makes him 10x as happy! And he makes sure to let you know that. When you’re sad he’ll poke your face or do something stupid to get you to smile.

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

He's not the best with words so he'll try to cheer you up the best can. Just tell him what you need, and he’s got you. Snacks? He’s already back in 5 seconds with your favorites. More tissues? Bam, he’s brought you a baker’s dozen of boxes because he didn’t know what brand to get. Cuddles? Hell yeah!

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

He doesn't have any plans, he just hopes that you two will be together until the day you die. Rory’s an “in the moment” thinker and he plans on being in this teenage honeymoon stage forever. He might turn you though, but only if you're okay with it.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

He likes to believe he's the man in the relationship as most teen boys would, but he's hella soft and if you so much as look disapprovingly at him he'll shut up pretty quickly. So yeah, he's pretty passive.

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Rory is not very good at holding grudges. So he's very quick to forgive you whenever you have a disagreement, which rarely happens since he's pretty hard to upset. If things ever somehow managed to escalate he'd stay quiet until your done talking to apologize and change the subject. He really hates arguing and wants it to be over as soon as possible.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He thinks about how lucky he is everyday and will never take anything for granted. He's not used to receiving attention (physical or otherwise) so he'll dwell on even the smallest things forever. He just can't believe that you are interested in him.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

He might hide his vampire-ism for awhile due to Ethan and Benny, since apparently not everyone finds being with an undead creature of the night appealing. Aside from that he's an open book! He has a tendency to ramble so there will be virtually no secrets between you two.

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

Congrats, you've just made him even more clingy! Now he's physically incapable of being alone for too long and will seek you out because he misses you :( even if its been like 10 minutes

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Rory doesn't get jealous due to his issues with social cues so he won't overthink any interactions you and someone else may be having. But on the off chance that he does get jealous he'll just get really pouty and try to drag you to do something else.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Rory is pretty inexperienced in the smooching department but he tries his best. His kisses are kinda stiff at first but the more comfortable he gets the warmer they are and the more he seeks them out. Surprise kisses are his personal favorite. He also loves doing the exaggerated 'mwah' sound too, the goof.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

Being the wannabe Casanova he is, I feel like he asked you out a million times before you actually said yes. The time you said yes he actually tried to ditch the pick up lines and be sincere about it. I mean, how could you say no that face?

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Eh, he's thought about it. Again he's never really been known to think ahead so it probably doesn't cross his mind all too often. But if he was asked he'd most likely say yes since "That's what people usually do, right?"

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Literally every single one in the book. He's also pretty creative if "spice angel" and "blonde hottie mclovely" is anything to go off of. So you have an endless supply of petnames coming your way. His favorites are probably sweetcheeks, angel face, gum drop, fruit cake, and ragamuffin. He's very corny.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

You're all he will talk about. Ethan and Benny will be tired of it pretty soon. He'll also become more susceptible to his floating quirk whenever you so much as look at him. His head's in the clouds and his heart is full. Impressing you will become a main priority and he will not leave you alone. He's basically a lovesick puppy that follows you around.

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Rory is very upfront about it. He's always bragging about you to everyone in the vicinity and he will be damned if someone won't hear about you atleast 5 times that day. He wants people to be jealous. And they should be! He gets to date you and they can't! The poor fools.

As for physical attention, he might be kinda shy to it at first. He's a teen boy and while things like that are exciting, he's also scared of embarrassing himself. So he mostly held your hand everywhere and refused to let go. But once he gets comfortable expect everything to be going your way. Pecks on the mouth, cheek, hugging, hand holding, the whole works! Though he won't do anything to risque like making out or anything.

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

Oddly enough, Rory is pretty good at reading your face. Or maybe he just worries about you alot. All you know is that any minute that you're not beaming with joy he's already asking what's wrong and if he can help. He just really doesn't want to see you upset so he'll make sure to check up on you when he can.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

All Rory knows about romance are loads of cliches he's seen. He use to play up how bad alot of them were before he was with you, but now? Ho boy, they are his only language. Getting you gifts, saying weird lines, attempting to get dressed up for dates, and getting flowers (he'll do this no matter what gender you are and you can't tell me otherwise). Though he fumbles in the "smooth" part of the romantic gestures, he's really trying.

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

He believes in you so much its insane! He's literally your biggest fan when it comes to anything.

"You got a test coming up and you're worried about passing? There's no need, babe! You're a genius!"

"You're doing a certain extra curricular or club? Everyone is gonna be jealous of your greatnes. They can't compete!"

Hell, he'll even encourage you in things that sound absolutely terrible.

"Wanna try and eat 5 whole tacos in 1 minute? I'll go set the timer!"

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

Being with him is honestly a series of surprises. You never know what you're in for whenever you two meet up. Sometimes you might even get pulled into whatever The Gang™️ want to solve. But you guys have one routine of always having a movie night on Fridays. Cuddling and snack binging ensue.

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Even though he's scatter-brained he actually has a pretty great memory, especially when it comes to you. He notices a lot of your ticks due to almost always being around you somehow.

Rory doesn't always get social cues, so some things may fly over his head. But once he understands the situation he totally has your back.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Rory doesn't have . . . a lot of priorities. He has his friends, his mom, and virtually nothing else. So you're pretty high on his list of important things! If he could, he would most likely die for you (although possibly by accident).

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He always visits you in the morning. Since vampires don't need to sleep he's usually already there before you wake up. And he'll be super annoying while trying to wake you up too. Then after you get ready you both go to school together, either by flight or just walking.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Definitely! As I said before, PDA isn't a big problem for him and he's still just as affectionate in private. I'd have to say he prefers kissing but he's honestly up to anything when it comes to you.

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

He can do pretty fine on his own at first, but he gets pretty bummed after a while. But like, its not like he can't see you. This man got all the way to FLORIDA I doubt he'll let a little bit of distance get in the way of you two.

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

Again, he would die for you. He'd even commit a felony for you if he had to! Honestly you might need to teach him that he has a choice and that he doesn't have to do everything for you.

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#baby boy. baby.#hes pure fluff and he needs👏more👏content #gonna try and do this with everyone else :)#my babysitter's a vampire #my babysitters a vampire #my babysitters a vampire x reader #rory keaner #rory keaner x reader #fluff alphabet

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sexualtea · 4 years

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Hey! How about an imagine where ur ringos lil sister (couple months younger than Paul) & u go on tour with them bc u and ringo are super close, & u have a crush on Paul that u havent told anybody but George and John notice u acting different around him. Ringo thinks theyre just messing with him and Paul is literally oblivious so John and George try different ways of setting u 2 up and nothing works til finally John blurts out that u have a crush on him and ur embarased and Paul reveals his crush

Here you Go!! Hope you like it as much as I liked writing it! Really had fun with this, although I was in a rush so it hasn’t been checked for errors. That said, bon appetit!

Starry Eyed

Word Count - 2,422

Paul McCartney x reader Fluff

Your beatle boys love you deeply, but part of you deep down wants Paul to love you a little more.

When Ringo left Rory Storm and The Hurricanes to become a Beatle, apparently you did too. You sometimes felt like you were the luckiest girl in the world to have Ritchie as a brother, you never argued and always had a good laugh - So imagine your surprise when you found yourself with three more big brothers!

You and George got on like a house on fire. You were drawn naturally to him after hearing of how hard he fought to have your brother in the band, and even more so when you found out how much effort he put in trying to make sure Ringo felt included. He took you under your wing as well, and put together you were an unstoppable trio.

John was uncertain at first. Ringo had told them all that you were off limits, and so John was never particularly interested. If he couldn’t chase you, what was the point? But you persisted, and one day when he was deep into reading A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess, you told him how much you liked the book, but that you liked the Buddy-Holly style glasses perched on his nose even more, And he began to realise that maybe you weren’t so bad. A firm friendship ensued, enjoying relentless teasing and hours upon hours of intellectual conversation about books and films and art - Sometimes Ringo felt as though John preferred you to him.

But Paul, oh Paul. He was a whole different story. The last thing you wanted him to be was a brother to you. You wanted him to hold your hand and kiss you, for all the amazing songs he wrote to be about you. You wanted him to spill his hearts contents to you; his thoughts, his fears, his ideas, his dreams. You wanted all of him, unconditionally and completely.

It nearly killed you to watch him everyday, writing songs about girls who weren’t you, parading around with groupies after every show. He’d buy them drinks and keep them close to him all night, before leaving discreetly, a hand on her back and always throwing a cheeky wink to the group. But what hurt you most of all was that you could never have him.

Even if Ringo didn’t forbid them from going after you, Paul would never be interested. How could he ever be? He was perfect. He was kind and thoughtful, willing to go out of his way to do anything for anybody. He was beautiful, his smile brighter than anyones you had ever seen, the longest eyelashes known to man, and a silly mop top that he pulled off so well it has inspired a new fashion trend. He was untouchable.

And recently, he bothered you more and more than you’d care to admit. Every night before each show, the boys would stand in a line as you wished them good luck and pressed a kiss to their cheeks - But with Paul, his hands would fall to your waist and you had to force yourself to pull away before you were tempted to give him a kiss. You feared if you started you’d never be able to stop.

Every morning, you would wake up the lads with a cup of tea - at their insistence as you ‘make it just right’ as George liked to say. But not Paul. You didn’t know what would be worse; seeing how perfect he looks in the morning, all soft and gentle, Or seeing some blonde model in his bed, still wrapped around him.

Avoiding him was difficult, and more noticeable than you thought. The boys had clocked your strange behaviour, and quickly confronted Paul, wanting to know what he had done to hurt you so much. Paul was as clueless as ever, and desperately tried to rack his brain to work out what he had done wrong. He couldn’t bear the thought that he had hurt you - You meant so much to him.

He loved everything about you, how could he not? You were stunning, easily the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life. The groupies were merely a substitute for you, distractions. You would never want him, and even if you did, it wouldn’t be worth destroying the band.

You were the reason the band was so successful he thought, you inspired him. When he looked at you, it was as if the lyrics wrote themselves. And when he talked to you, it was music to his ears. He admired your passion, your talent, your intelligence. You kept him going, and every time you pulled away and shut him out, his heart broke a little.

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John couldn’t stand it any longer. He was sick to death of Paul’s moping and he was beyond fed up with your erratic behaviour. He was a clever man, and he couldn’t realise it had taken so long to realise what was up with the pair of you.

The two lads were squashed up on the bed of a stuffy hotel room, guitars in hand and notebooks scattered between them. They worked silently, the only noise being chords and strums as they examined lyrics, when John decided to peer down at Paul’s notebook, his eyes straining to see what it said. In the younger lads typically messy scrawl, John squinted to make out words dotted along the page,

If it’s something that I’ve said or done, tell me what and I’ll apologise

Tell me Why

I really can't stand it I’m so in love with you

But then his eyes finally adjusted, and amongst the lyrics on the page that they were currently working out, John nearly gasped at the sight.

Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N.

Your name, over and over as if it was a song in itself. John couldn’t believe his eyes. He couldn’t believe Paul would disregard Ringo like that, but he also couldn’t believe Paul wouldn’t act on his feelings. John loved you like a sister, and he only wanted the best for you, and he was pretty certain that Paul would treat you right. The only thing left, John thought, was to see if you felt the same.

—

You stood at the kitchen counter, stirring the mugs of tea you were making for Ringo and George. You were softly humming ‘do you want to know a secret’ to yourself, a favourite of yours. You found Georges voice so comforting, but not when he snuck up behind you, laughing ‘Yes, I’d love to know a secret!’ You let out a squeal in surprise and his hands fell onto your shoulders and he rested his head on yours.

‘Jesus George, what do you think you’re doing,’ you gasped, hand on your heart to feel it racing.

You whipped round to meet his eyes, his eyebrows quirked and a teasing smile. ‘Cmon y/n, whats going on with you?’ He poked, and you could see the tinge of concern in his eyes.

‘What do you mean? I’m fine,’ you shrugged, carefully handing him his mug. He took it with a smile and muttered a ‘ta.’

He sipped at his drink, watching you carefully. ‘Y’know if I didn’t know better, I’d think Paul had upset you.’ You went to protest, scrambling to find the right words that wouldn’t reveal the truth.

‘But I do know better, and I know Paul wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. And not just because he knows Ringo would win in a fight,’ He offered you a smile and rubbed your shoulders comfortingly. ‘So whats going on?’

You looked up, deep into Georges eyes. Since you couldn’t tell Ringo, George was the next best thing. There was something about his soft brown eyes and gentle gaze that made you crack, and your eyes slowly began to well up.

‘Oh George,’ you sighed, and he pulled you into a tight embrace. ‘I think I love him.’

—

George made sure to hold you tight till you stopped crying, and brought Ringo his tea so he wouldn’t get suspicious and come check up on you. When he was making his way back to the kitchen, He bumped into John.

‘Hey, want me to get you anything? Y/n’s in there and she’s pretty upset, don’t think she wants anyone to see her at the moment.’

‘She’s upset? Why? Whats happened?’ John demanded, his eyes narrowing.

‘Well. Oh I don’t know John, I don’t think she would want me to say. Especially if you’re gonna be all Lennon about it.’ George shrugged, trying to squeeze past the older man.

‘Hey now, I care about her just as much as you, I promise I won’t make jokes or tell everyone,’ John protested, ‘I promise.’

George was torn, and if it wasn’t for your muffled sobs coming from the kitchen, he would’ve ignored Johns persuasion tactics and come right back to you. But he felt a little out of his depth, knowing what he knew, and trusted John to protect you as well.

George inched closer to John, his voice dropping to a whisper. ‘She’s in love with Paul. Got ‘erself a bit worked up about it, y’know,’

Johns eyes widened and his face split into a huge grin. ‘This is fantastic!’ He cried, ‘Don’t you see?’

George looked up at John with confusion, immediately regretting his decision to share your secret.

‘John,’ he warned, his voice firm, but it was too late, for John was bouncing to the living area, calling for everybody to join him. George shook his head nervously but began to make his way over.

—

‘Listen Star, you won’t believe this,’ John nearly sang, eyes swimming with mischief and glee.

‘Well what is it?’ The drummer asked, setting down his magazine.

‘John,’ George again warned as he entered the room, ‘Don’t do this…’

Ringo tilted his head like a lost puppy, till John exclaimed, ‘Paul and Y/N are in love!!’

Ringo’s eyes shot open with surprise. ‘Wipe that shit-eating grin off your face Lennon, and tell me whats going on!’ He nearly yelled.

‘I’m telling you Rings! Paul’s infatuated with her! He’s like a teenage boy! You should see the sap he’s been writing, And I’m quite sure she feels the same.’ John insisted eagerly. He was so caught up in his excitement he never noticed you sheepishly enter the room, cheeks red and eyes puffy.

‘You must be joking, it’ll never work!’ Ringo argued.

George hid his face in his hands as you opened your mouth to speak.

‘What won’t work?’ You asked quietly.

‘You and Paul!’ Ringo exploded, and the room descended into silence. You couldn’t believe George would go running straight to Ringo, you should’ve known better. ‘Rings…’ you started.

‘She cant help how she feels,’ John came running to your defence, standing with his back to the door, as Paul ever so casually sauntered into the room, ciggie in mouth. ‘If she’s in love with Paul, she’s in love with Paul!’

‘Lennon!’ George shouted as you squeezed your eyes shut and let a tear slowly escape, Praying and praying for the floor to open up and swallow you. Your throat tightened and you paled, a sick feeling beginning to burn in your stomach like acid.

You didn’t want to know whether his perfect lips had formed into a surprised ‘O’, or if they were pulled up into a smirk, finding the idea of you loving him the funniest thing he’d ever heard.

You felt someone gently place their hand on the small of your back and guide you out of the room and back into the kitchen, where you finally choked out a very audible sob.

‘Georgie I cant belie-’

‘I’m not George,’ a voice whispered, hands gently holding your face, ready to brush away the tears. McCartney, you cursed.

‘Can you please look at me?’ He eased, tilting your chin up. You opened your eyes to be met with his, bright and eager.

‘I can’t believe it. I can’t believe you love me too,’ He smiled, his own eyes welling up as he began to press butterfly kisses along the landscape of your face.

‘You’re everything. Absolutely everything to me. Let me take care of you,’ He breathed out between kisses.

‘I don’t understand…’ you stuttered out, cheeks warmer than ever.

He pulled back to look at you deeply, before taking in a breath to calculate his next move.

‘Listen. I love you. I love you so much. I want you to be mine, snotty nose and all,’ he smiled, as he poked at your nose gently. ‘Thats if you’ll have me.’ He tilted his head to the side and looked at you pleadingly.

You could’ve screamed. You felt like you were on fire. Your skin burned where he was touching you and your heart was thumping against your ribs so hard it could bruise.

‘I’d have you anytime,’ you grinned, as your hands made their way to his dark locks to pull him into you.

Your lips met in a passionate kiss, exploring one another fondly, before a stunted cough interrupted you.

You turned your heads slowly to see the lads. George stood smiling proudly, John, with the biggest cheesy grin known to man, and Ringo, looking stern. But his eyes revealed the truth, and they looked at you lovingly.

‘Listen Y/n, I want more than anything for you to be happy, as long as I’m still your number one, eh’ Your big brother smiled tentatively. You couldn’t believe your luck, the best brother in the world and maybe, just maybe, the best boyfriend?

You looked up at Ringo, your best friend, with all the love in your heart and replied ‘Oh Rings, you’ll always be my number one.’

‘Do you, ehh. Do you mind lads?’ Paul coughed out, His hand resting determinedly on your bum.

‘We just wanted to tell you you’ll make beautiful babies!’ John exclaimed, pretending to wipe tears from his eyes. ‘And I personally wanted to say John is a beautiful name - girl or boy!’ You all rolled your eyes and laughed, apart from Ringo, who balked at the idea. ‘Enough of that!’ He exclaimed. ‘You’ll give me a heart attack!’ He took a step closer to you and Paul, outstretching his hand. ‘But seriously. Take care of her.’

Paul stretched out and they shook hands firmly. ‘I will.’ He promised. Ringo shrugged but couldn’t hide his proud smile. ‘I know.’

The two lads nodded their heads at one another, before Ringo turned to pull George and John out of the room, ‘C’mon lads,’ he said, ‘I don’t want to see what he’s gonna do to my baby sister.’

John let out a childish whine ‘Aw, but I do!’

You snorted, as Paul’s attention returned to you. He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

‘Where were we?’ He mused, his hands returning to your bum. ‘Let me remind you,’ you whispered seductively, pulling him in for another kiss, one of many to come.

#hope you enjoy!!#as always thank u so much for reading #paul mccartney x reader #the beatles x reader #paul mccartney imagine #ringo starr #ringo starr x reader #john lennon #john lennon x reader #george harrison #george harrison x reader #beatles imagines

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´ ･ . ✶ ⧼ madchen amick, non binary, she & they / fucked my way to the top by lana del rey + eyes the color crimson and hands stained in crimson, too. victim of the underworld, you are not. you came, not to sit silent at his side as dutiful wives do, but to whisper in his ear. pouted lips smeared ruby stoke the flames of his darkest impulses and his deepest desires. you are the conqueror. you are the queen. and may god have mercy upon anyone who underestimates this : because you will not. ⧽ ━━ don’t look now, but that’s ATHENODORA. the TWO THOUSAND, FIVE HUNDRED & TWENTY TWO ( varying physical ) year old GIFTED VAMPIRE has been here in seattle for three minutes, and is considered a member of the VOLTURI. they’ve always been MACHIAVELLIAN & INDOMITABLE, but i guess this town just brings out the worst in people ; apparently, they’ve been way more INSOUCIANT & SUPERCILIOUS than usual. it wouldn’t surprise me if they knew what was going on. click HERE to check out her stats.

they told you that you were a nobody, so you became the QUEEN. ( now everybody knows your name )

SECTION ONE OF THREE : background / human era. trigger warnings for talk of pregnancy, death, abuse

born circa 502 bc, in a little village that has no lasting name nor impact in ancient greece.

five of the children born to her parents survived to adulthood, and since she was the last one... it is almost like, her whole life, she has been suffering from younger child syndrome. who knew !

she very literally grew up in a diff time, so when i say she wasn’t rly close to any of her siblings, i don’t mean it in a like... horrible way. it’s not a reflection of character. they just didn’t have a tight sibling bond, though she loved them greatly.

same w her parents. they were unexceptional people who lived unexceptional lives, and though she was grateful for, u know... their creation of her - they were not close. they did not, in laymans terms, have the lorelai and rory gilmore dynamic.

her whole family were content to live their dismal lives, and... tho athenodora did not vibe, she, again - grew up in a diff time. of course she dreamt of more. of course she prayed to the gods for something better. but she was achingly aware of the fact that no such future would ever exist for her. such is life in 400 whatever bc, bumfuck, greece.

she was just barely eighteen when she was married to athanasios, to secure land, or smth, because those were the times. of course it was something like that.

he was... fine, at first. a little small minded ( that wasn’t the ONLY thing that was small, haha ). he, like everyone, was content to live the same old life, and athenodora just... wasn’t. she had been raised on stories of grandeur, and her parents had thought she would settle for the regular - it should not have been a surprise that she didn’t want to, but gods, did she try.

she never loved him, she can safely say ; but she wished that she did. for a long while, athenodora thought it would be easier, and thought that she could do a lot worse. unfortunately... she cld not.

their lives were meant to follow a certain pattern. they had gotten married, and now he would work all day, make them money, tend their land. she would stay home. cook. clean. raise the children that they were sure to have. athenodora was capable of almost everything expected of her, except for the most important part - she couldn’t seem to give him children. not strong sons. not beautiful daughters.

at first, he told her that it was fine.

after a year or so, he still told her that it was fine, but she could see in his eyes that it wasn’t.

two years after this, he called her the ancient greek version of defective for the very first time - and things only got worse from there.

he had always been a perfectly fine husband, until he was not, and athenodora had always wanted to love him, until she did not. she prayed to the gods every morning and night, to give her what her husband so desired. to give her that which would make her life better, even if she knew it would not heal the wounds already caused.

sometimes the gods r not dicks. a miracle! she becomes pregnant, aged twenty four ( i kno it sounded like she was a crone but again please remember the times ). she always thought it was just what was best n only athanasios would care, but , wow... suddenly. she cares. she has never felt this level of love with anything, until now.

but, tragedy :// straight white men ( idk, i just feel like her husband was the root of all evil ) are not so easily satisfied. who wld have guessed he wld continue to be an abusive asshole even after his wife succeeded in getting pregnant? i bet i shocked u all. who wld have guessed that a huge part of his problem wld end up being that suddenly, athenodora clearly cares abt something - and it isn’t him. again. got you all!

over the course of her pregnancy, he becomes, for the first time, a real threat to her - or maybe, athenodora simply never took him seriously until there is another person to think of. either way, she TRULY fears him and what he’s capable of by the time she gives birth, and after he makes some passing remark abt their baby, she yeets the FUCK out of there in the middle of the night, eirene ( baby ) only a handful of days old. she takes what she can carry and nothing more, and she... makes it pretty far, thanks to the kindness of strangers. you love to see it.

she settles somewhere ( she considers to be ) far away, and she makes up a good story : her husband died in a war ( there were probably a lot of time, i dont know ) and she was widowed, left to care for their young daughter alone. i know. its really original. they didnt have tv shows back then to rip stories from though.

stays in a hovel on the edge of their village. think the shittiest home you’ve ever seen and then make it shittier. there are rumors about her being a witch, and she kind of appreciates them, because it keeps kids out of her yard. and shock of all shock : in spite of being... u know. a woman. and not very skilled. she finds a very hot ticket job - working for the very wealthy volturi family who live on the other ( opposite ) outside of town, but like, in a considerably better home, obviously.

honestly, i don’t kno what the ancient greek equivalent of that secretary in new moon is, but that’s the vibe we’re going for, here. she’s like, a chambermaid or smth. and she makes a tidy little sum. doesn’t question her weirdo bosses that much. doesn’t know what anemia is because im p sure it wasnt discovered by then, but presumes they have it.

and maybe, just maybe, it’s the finesse of the century : or maybe, just maybe, it is destiny. in no time at all, she has caught the eye of the volturi’s most eligible bachelor(tm) : caius volturi. many another worker is made upset by this fact, as athenodora is very quickly alotted VERY special treatment as the apple of his eye, which includes, i don’t know... hand delivered baskets of pomegranates, a nicer home and in due time, the simple pleasures of the flesh.

so that’s pretty neat. and life’s pretty fine. she feels like an ancient greek sugar baby, and honestly, isn’t that all she’s ever deserved? she’s got some nice digs ( i don’t think she’d have called them that ) and a man who worships the ground she walks on and who spoils her with pretty things, and most importantly : she is taking care of her daughter, who i absolutely didn’t forget about. eirene is the literal light of athenodora’s life, and everybody knows it. if i say jean valjean and cosette vibes, can we all pretend we get it?

and then it goes to shit. as things do.

her daughter is fourteen years old, when her father finds them ; and she doesn’t know, she never knows, if he was seeking them out or whether it was all DUMB luck. regardless of it all, he is stood inside her home, his breath coming in angry half pants, and athenodora is convinced that this is it. that her end has come. that her freedom is over. she dies, she thinks, or she returns back to the house that was not her home with him. these are her options.

she tells her daughter to leave. she stops him from following. when she is shoved and her head hits the table, she is aware of the option he has chosen for them more than all else - but the gods, or perhaps, just one - intervenes.

until this night, athenodora had never known the truth of the volturi. but when her beloved saves her from athanasios, she sees him for what he is. she UNDERSTANDS. and she isn’t frightened. she should be, for sure, she should be running as fast as she can - but all she can think in that moment is that she is free now in all the ways she has never been... and caius, her love, is something so much larger than this life.

for the first time, the godhood that athenodora has always dreamt of is within her grasp. she makes him promise that once eirene comes of age, he will make her into the same creature that he IS. she makes him swear a solemn oath, and he who has been so infatuated by her for so long cannot argue.

four years. this is all it takes, and then eirene is eighteen - capable of standing upon her own two feet. athenodora leaves her everything - all the gifts she has ever been given, all the wealth accumulated, the home. everything she will not need, once she is gone. and she says a final goodbye.

caius turns her himself. the greatest gift he could ever give her.

and reborn, athenodora is MORE than everyone in her life could ever dream of being. she is the queen of the underworld, the goddess of death. she is all of this, and more. at his side, she finds GREATNESS. and once she had it, athenodora decided she would never again be without.

SECTION TWO OF THREE : volturi era.

became cool. became powerful. very emma frost of her, rly

didnt rly care for the rest of the coven outside of caius but sometimes u gotta hang w scrubs

didyme dies sometime after her turning, and that kind of fucks everybody up

not so much her bc like i said she didnt rly care but... caius b frightened of losing her, i guess

kind of throws a spanner in the works

she spends a lot of time ‘locked away’. not , like, literally ( bc that’s gross! ) but... caius takes over protective to the extreme

uses this time to harness her power and fuck

not always in that order

also spends a lot of time telling him he deserves to b leader

deserves to b the new aro

who needs powers?

not u, caius

go kick their ass baby i got ur flower-

( he doesn’t go kick their ass but man she wishes he wld )

she’s genuinely devoted to him, however, as much as it sometimes seems as if she’s using him as a means to an end

she DOES do that with a LOT of people, but caius... that’s her baby! her darling! her sweetie pie! fuck everybody else in this house caius, she respects YOU !

she jus wants to see him be the best there ever was, and he’s.... p... happy to giv her everything she wants, so their dynamic is actually p equal

we love to see it

anyway lots of years happened and now she’s here

seattle sucks -athenodora’s official review

but she’s fucking SICK of aro’s shit and thinks her 2020 birthday wld be the best time for an official change of pace

obviously aro can read minds so he knows athenodora has high aspirations but he has learned his fucking lesson w killing ppls mates, i guess

lucky for her!

that’s all i got

hehe

SECTION THREE OF THREE : power.

athenodora is an ungifted vampire in twilight canon, but to that i say : fuck ya chicken strips. in equinox, she be special. her power is life force manipulation, in a pretty unique ( and dare i say ) way.

she was a forty two year old woman, when she was turned. she had lived a life, and she had the MARKS to show for it. but the very first time that she drank human blood from the vein, athenodora realized that she was not as unexceptional as she had always been lead to believe she was. vampires do not change. they’re frozen in time, like statues, portraits, photographs... and yet, before caius’ very eyes - athenodora did what no other vampire could. mere seconds passed, and suddenly ; she was stood before her beloved, decades younger. it lasted as long as her thirst was sated, with her age returning to her as her eyes darkened once more. and it happened all over again, when next she fed.

over time, she’s come to understand it well enough. she has a particular love of younger humans ; those in their twenties, and thus, physical primes. she thinks that is, in part, down to her gift ; she seeks these out to drink from because when she feeds, she’s not simply drinking their blood, but also, their life force. she’s taking theirs to add to her own.

like many gifted vampires, she has spent time learning what she can of her gift, and learning whether there is some other way to apply it. it took almost two thousand years, but eventually - athenodora discovered that with a touch, her fingertips to their skin ( and a great deal of focus ), she could render another changed, also. it lasts for only a short amount of time - an hour, maybe a little longer, depending on how strong she is. but it works. and it makes her think that, in all her unlimited time : she might just be able to do even more. be a danger. manipulate life force in a way that can DESTROY. she’ll keep on working on that for as long as she lives.

#equinox.intro #ath #( 𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐀 ) ━━━ * biography !

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PREFERRED NAME — nora. i think i started going by it in like, 2009?? my full name is eleanor but i hated it n thought it was way too pretentious n i never felt like it fitted me so when i started writing on forums i decided i’d be a nora rather than eleanor and then my school friends called me it and it just kinda stuck, the only person who calls me eleanor is my mum

PRONOUNS — she / her / ethereal being beyond comprehension

AGE — 23 but i tell everyone im 21 because even tho time is literally fake im desperately clinging to that fleeting thing we call youth trying to catch it like smoke in my hands

PINTEREST — i actually have two. this one is my main one where i just cram all my shit n i’ve had it for years and some of its super unorganised. then i also have this one which is one i made for exclusively female characters. it started as mythological figures but now its like, women in literature and the occasional oc as well. variety is the spice of life!

DISCORD — lindsay lohan’s meth#8664

TUMBLR (PERSONAL/MUSE/RPH) — i used to be froseths but now im pvrscphones cos ya gal is a fucking whore for mythology

OTHER SOCIAL MEDIA YOU’D LIKE TO SHARE — oi oi guvna ere’s me twitta. also here’s my letterboxd n my goodreads if anyone still uses tht

MYER-BRIGGS — enfp / infp border .... the classic profile of a lit student

HP HOUSE — hufflepuff, am fuckin mad.

ZODIAC — libra which is a joke because i am in no way balanced but i guess i AM indecisive and a peacekeeper so?

DO YOU BELIEVE IN ASTROLOGY? — i believe it when it says good shits gonna happen in my life and blame it if bad shit happens but i don’t strongly follow it i just find it interesting

HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN YOU STARTED RPING ON TUMBLR — maybe like 14?? my first rp blog here is literally so embarassing i wrote as clove from the hunger games n my best friend irl wrote cato :/ it was wild

WHAT YEAR WAS IT? — like 9 years ago?? 2010 maybs

NAME A RANDOM ROLEPLAY THAT STICKS OUT IN YOUR MEMORY — me n my friend ellie made this really cool group the summer before we left for uni which was loosely based on a concept mentioned mayb once in the divergent series, but it gave us loads of freedom to make it our own thing. it was called the fringe n it was like..... this dystopian society where people with different genes were cut off from the rest of society n lived in overrun slum cities where different groups had like, a monopoly over weapons, produce, etc.... my character jack was the leader of this lost-boy-esque tribe called the wolf pack who were hunters n used to run across the rooftops wearing the skins of animals they’d killed and engage in tribal rituals with sacrifices to the gods n shit. sounds lame but everyone there was so invested in their character arcs that it was a shame to see it go. but ! it kind of reached its end point so we blew it up w nukes n they all died. tragic.

WHAT WEIRD ANIMAL WOULD YOU HAVE AS A PET IF IT WAS REALISTIC — a fox?? do ppl keep foxes? idk i’ve always just felt a sense of connection w them like when a fox stares at me im like this shit is life i am living and breathing in this bitch.... visceral

NAME THE FIRST SONG ON YOUR DISCOVER WEEKLY ON SPOTIFY OR THE FIRST SONG THAT COMES ON APPLE MUSIC / ITUNES SHUFFLE — everbody party tonight by cobra man n summer girl by haim..... not my usual stuff but big summer chillin vibes,.....

NAME A BOOK THAT YOU READ IN SCHOOL THAT YOU SURPRISINGLY LIKED — lord of the flies and also the handmaid’s tale. one of assignments was to write a chapter from another character’s perspective n i chose moira

NAME A BOOK YOU HATED THAT MOST PEOPLE LIKED — skellig. fuck off with ur asprin ugly bat man i don’t care. also of mice and men. don’t care about the rabbits or curley’s goddamn wife.

WHAT TV SHOW DID YOU RECENTLY BINGE? — im not a big binger bc i find it jst makes me depressed if i watch tv all day but im nearly finished stranger things season 3 n i recently finished euphoria (big rec but proceed w caution as quite triggering content)

FAVOURITE QUOTE — cool girl speech from gone girl. but also “there’s something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls” i know its like.... such an overused quote but it really encapsulates this kind of feral girlhood that a few of my characters like bridget n greta have tapped into. i also loved the line “i feel like i could eat the world raw” from song of achilles, that really captures this kind of.... pure n childlike enthusiasm tht i wanna achieve w rory

LINK TO A VINE THAT EXUDES YOUR ‘ENERGY’ — this is my energy completely am always covered in glitter n staring broodily out of the windows of ubers at 4am like im in the sad bit of an indie film

DO YOU WRITE OUTSIDE OF RP? WHAT DO YOU WRITE? — uhh.... not as much as i shd.... i want to be a writer so i shd be makin some effort to get my stuff Out Into The World but im just not.... lol. ive done a lot of poetry collections . i wnt to finish a novel @ some point too.

THREE YOUTUBERS YOU STILL TRUST — bold of you to assume i trust any youtubers

A CELEBRITY CRUSH THAT JUST WON’T QUIT — id literally die for saoirse ronan n timothee chalamet :/ chance perdomo also owns my ass.

EVER MEET A CELEBRITY? SHARE YOUR STORY — i once high-fived dani harmer, the actress who played tracy beaker. today my sister text me tryin to make me guess what celebrity she just saw on holiday in wales and for ages she let me think it was timmothee but it was actually bradley walsh from the chase :/

WHAT’S YOUR PICTURE-PERFECT NIGHT? — i am in a bomb ass crop top and mini skirt, several scrunchies in my hair, glitter all over my face, wearing cowboy boots. we eat dinner in a trendy but affordable pub that doubles up as a cocktail bar n then we drink zombies or sex on the beaches n go to a rave where everyone is on the same wavelength n i share drugs with girls in the toilets and we swap numbers knowing we will never text each other but its ok bc in that moment we feel like we are soulmates and everyone is super drunk n touching everyone else n its all very visceral and we walk through the woods when the rave ends and lie in the grass because we wish to suck out all the marrow of life

A CONSPIRACY THEORY YOU KINDA BELIEVE IN — princess diana was murdered

ARE ALIENS REAL? — maybe the real aliens are the friends we made along the way

PLAY ANY PHONE GAMES? WHICH ONES? — love island game im addicted and way too invested in my fictional relationship with bobby, a cartoon

WHAT’S A FILM YOU LOVED WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG AND RECENTLY WATCHED, ONLY TO FIND OUT YOU DON’T ANYMORE — bold of u to assume i remember my childhood. but if we’re talking last 10 years angust, thongs n perfect snogging is so so cringe

DO YOU COLLECT ANYTHING? — pairs of glasses belonging to other ppl when they break / get new ones even though i can see perfectly well.

WHAT’S SOMETHING YOU WANT TO LEARN MORE ABOUT BUT YOU’RE TOO LAZY? — mythology...... always a craving and a wish i’d read like ancient texts but my school wasn’t good enough to do greek or latin or any of that shit n even tho i could read english translations i cant be bothered. also criminal psychology

THREE LANGUAGES YOU DON’T SPEAK, BUT WISH YOU COULD — italian, french and latin

MOVIE YOU’VE WATCHED MORE THAN 5 TIMES — ladybird, about time, angus thongs, shrek 2, what we do in the shadows, the history boys, atonement, coraline, the breakfast club, ferris bueller’s day off

NAME A FICTIONAL CHARACTER FROM TV/FILM/MOVIE/GAME/BOOK THAT YOU FIND YOURSELF PROJECTING ON / YOU RELATE TO — cecilia lisbon. rue in euphoria. alison brie in glow. adam parrish in the raven cycle. richard papen. olivia cooke’s character in thoroughbreds. allen ginsberg in kill your darlings. lily in sex education. holliday grainger’s character in the film animals --- i too am an aspiring writer who never writes and just gets drunk instead .

DO YOU FOLLOW ANY SPORTS? WHO DO YOU ROOT FOR? — no. cba

HOBBIES BESIDES WASTING AWAY HERE? — i go to the movies basically every day bcos i work in a cinema. im also a voracious reader n i occasionally do theatre or costume making

PLUG A TV SHOW / MOVIE / BOOK / VIDEO GAME / ETC… YOU WISH MORE PEOPLE WOULD CHECK OUT — where the wild things are (film by spike jonze). animals. beats. the book fen by daisy johnson and a girl is a half formed thing by eimar mcbride. andy warhol’s biography from a to b and back again

WHOSE BRAIN WOULD YOU LIKE TO PICK, ALIVE OR DEAD? — phoebe waller-bridge on how i get her life. carey mulligan on how she got to be such a good actress n how i can become her. maybs wes anderson. maybs gillian flynn. i tend to listen to podcasts w the ppl i really wanna pick the brains of.

TEAM EDWARD OR JACOB? — edward :/

LAST MOVIE SEEN IN THEATRE — blinded by the light n i lovd it

DO YOU STILL READ? — when i finished uni i kinda got out of the habit but this week i finished two books so ive set myself the challenge of a book a week.

IF SO, WHAT ARE YOU CURRENTLY READING? — i finished song of achilles yesterday n i also finished call me by your name yesterday. started circe by madeline miller today, im also partway through milkman by anna burns and the plays of annie barker

ON A SCALE OF 1-10, HOW MUCH DID YOU HATE FILLING THIS OUT? – 3 i didnt hate it bcos at heart i am self-indulgent and love fashioning some sense of self when i feel lost in a world that is scary and constantly changing

#wshedtask002

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howdy hoes ! it me, elle / rory / god ! so pumped to get to know all yall nd ur muses & pls forgive me for waiting this long to post my intro. oop !

first and foremost pls give me any of my wanted connections. im also open to literally ALL PLOTS. and i want to plot with ALL OF YOU ! so please please please hit me w all you got !

i have a rly detailed about page ! so feel free to check that out if ur as fucking crazy as me :)

but if ur a normal person ! read on

full name aurora but she goes by rory

biggest char inspos: amy santiago (brooklyn 99) & jane villanueva (jane the virgin)

basically rory is the Biggest Nerd

y’all seen studyblr ? literally her aesthetic ... like she run that shit

insanely organized. makes lists for EVERYTHING. always has a plan ... like will literally Die before doing something spontaneous

also emotions ? WHAT ARE THOSEEEE

she literally avoids p much all feelings

Traumatic Backstory Time

she never knew her bio parents who gave her up as a baby

she aged out of foster care :( so she has literally no family

but in all that time spent w different families and in group homes, she found one constant : her academics.

she didnt need siblings to play w, she could just spend all that time studying

she loved school & learning and pretty much made it her only priority, esp when she got to high school and it really set in that she would probs age out before finding a family

fast forward, she gets a full ride to missouri state university which covers full tuition plus room and board

(so she stays in the dorms bc she doesnt have a job and basically has no other options)

(but she’s in her last year of college so she’s in "Bear Village” which is an apartment complex basically but still considered Student Housing ! )

she also gets a $500 stipend from the school every month

anyway, when she first moved to springfield for college, she happened upon rosie’s diner bc she was looking for a place to study

she immediately fell in love w the atmosphere and when she met rosie ? game over.

rosie became the only parent figure in her life she had ever had and it meant so much to her. rosie would hang her exams on the corkboard behind the register to show how proud she was of her.

and she always invited rory to her house for thanksgiving, christmas, etc. bc she knew rory had no family to visit

so now that rosie is dead, rory is ..... bout to SPIRAL, Y’ALL ! losing literally the one person in her life that cared ab her ? #sad

but also, she knows that lots of yall are in the same position ! so she’s about to take all her emotions and turn it into caring for everyone else instead of herself ! i introduce to u the Mom of the group !

except you georgie and brandon .... fuck y’all

she doesnt think either of them should have inheritance of the diner nd she’s ready to throw hands over it ! ok thats enough love u bye

#rosieintro

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i love u and the psd u have for mirio is beautiful!!! can u rec some bnha blogs? or maybe anime blogs in general, thank u!

you want blog recs ?! i got blog recs ! also , i did have another anon a few months ago asking for blog recs , so i’ll only be recommending b.nha blogs , since i can do non - b.nha blogs another day ! ALSO , thank you so much for your input on my psd for mirio !! i’m so proud of it , as well tbh ! ❤︎ i’m putting this under a read more so i can gush and not clog up peoples’ dashes !! also these are in order of my following list rn , so it’s in no specific order .

@dualbred / @soarsun / @eletriq / sunny’s other blogs ❤︎ sunny is someone whose name describes what they are perfectly : he’s a ray of sunshine in your day ! he’s very charming, creative, and sweet, and he’s the perfect person to go to if you want to plot and walk out of the conversation just . screaming . whether that’s good or bad , depends .@frogblep ❤︎ idk if birdie is okay with a lot of people following since they’re really private + super mutuals-exclusive, but they’re so cute and have such a great personality ! 10/10 would chirp .@ichorsun ❤︎ wow i love hide the canon character . but for real , rye has such a well - crafted oc , and this blog deserves all the attention it can get !@dprssin / @quirkgifter / @mcka ❤︎ listen i know nanners is on hiatus cause the fandom sucks ( which is why i also linked his d . va ) , but that doesn’t erase the fact that he’s got one of the best [ and only , from what i’ve seen hsdkfjs ] nanas out there . also , we support n adore his native american mixed aizawa , thank you . @toughfist / @torncape / @tailsfur ❤︎ nora is so so kind and honestly just a huge burst of sunshine in your day ! also sakkun is such a cute oc tbh . it’s obvious she puts a lot of love into her muses , so go check out her blogs !!@knowthem / @inneall ❤︎ i haven’t interacted much with jade yet , but honestly if you write iida i already trust you … sfkjs but honestly speaking , jade is a welcome and warm presence on the dash . just having them around is grounds for a good time !@pyrrhe / @spireheart ❤︎ ram my love … my buddy in great music taste … she’s your local lesbian who’s here to kick butt and write amazing replies and guess what … she’s all out of butts to kick .@sepiternal / @amariodal / @hwitzr / @solsace ( shut up , will’s an anime — ) ❤︎ rory literally made a mirio because i wanted one , what more could you ask out of a son … but really , he’s one of my longest standing friends and no matter rain or shine , i know i can count on them to be vivacious and original @lacquarms / @jetlegs ❤︎ if anything happened to theus i will personally manifest in every tumblr user’s room and delete all of their blogs and destroy the entire website myself . but tbh , theus is so amazing and charismatic !! 100% recommendation from me@whiphero ❤︎ hansie is just one of those people who , like , you see a new blog followed you and you go to check it out , then you see hansie’s name on there and it’s just an instant follow tbh .@palmfed / @wuvlite / @dphium ❤︎ punpun is always very funny and super multifaceted in his skills … he has so much creative energy , but also he’s the друг friend so like . tread carefully . oh . he’s already there . clicking the follow button . you’re on your own now . godspeed .@amerismash ❤︎ FOSTEEEER [ i yell so loud i break the sound barrier ] follow foster , just trust me on this . you won’t regret it .@tikkvn / @montlady ❤︎ cass radiates big lesbian energy by merely existing and if that’s not the kind of presence you aim to be … but for real , befriending cass is going to be nothing but fun times and a nonstop waterfall of support . they’re so lovely and super valid and just the kind of person you naturally want as a friend !@ohaul ❤︎ i’ve yet to interact much with veggie , but honestly ? i already trust them . sfhjdks but seriously , they seem real cool ! doctors say you need veggies everyday so here’s a perfect chance for you to get your daily dose !@c0py ❤︎ bruno this icon of yours radiates so much chaotic feeling … but honestly , bruno is great and you gotta check out their monoma 10 / 10 say critics ( me )@natsutodoroki / @ksri / @negativeat ❤︎ i’m not over the fact that you managed to get such canon urls but hskfjds clarrie is honestly such a kind and charismatic person , and the way she writes her muses makes it evident they put a lot of thought into how the character is portrayed in canon itself . also natsuo is clarrie’s oc i don’t make the rules .@heartmindcd ❤︎ okay first of all , can i just say : vincent’s art ? [ fans myself … ] but honestly as a fellow artist in the rpc , i love seeing other muns’ art on my dash and vincent is no exception . he has such a distinct style , and this also translates into how he portrays shinsou ! he obviously has a good handle on how shinsou works as a character , and seeing him in my notes or on the dash is always grounds to make me smile !@yunihon ❤︎ endy is the best , eri is the best … but seriously , endy’s eri ( that sounds like a tongue twister ) is amazing . 5/5 best daughter , would adopt and protect from all harm ( please protect eri from all harm )@charistatic / @ofiignition ❤︎ i have so many feelings for gina and tbqh they are all positive . we kind of brushed shoulders with one another in a previous fandom , but now that i’ve gotten to better know her , i can say for sure that i will personally destroy you with both my hands if you make gina upset in any way . but for real , she’s caring and so fun to be around . also we scream about promised neverland together , i mean , what’s not great about that ?!@riteous ❤︎ eulalie has a b.nha verse on this blog so i’m putting them here . ok ok but thanos is singlehandedly one of my most favourite oc’s in the world . whenever eulalie posts about them i’m just : eyes : : ok_hand : : 100 : … also they look … stunning . seriously , if you’re going to follow eulalie for like the most bare bone reason , follow because their muse is the prettiest but stay because the mun is a wonderful person .@faceplain ❤︎ kit’s sero is iconic … you should check out their blog !! and if not it’s okay , i’m activating my own tape quirk to slingshot you over there right now as i type .@trapsminds ❤︎ i literally look at sunne’s icon on my dash and i immediately light up into a smile , and if that isn’t any indication that this is a shinsou worth following then idk what ever will be .@bgku / @kwurk ❤︎ CLOOOOOOO —- [ i continue this for 3 hours straight until you click clo’s blog ] ok but really i love clo’s headcanons for bakugou so much … even the smallest , two word post will leave me going :D !!@raijima / @slipstep ❤︎ ryou has a b.nha verse so i’m putting him on here too but also vanur is such an imaginative person and i love every single idea that pops out from his head . he writes such amazing and divine original characters , they feel like they’re real and palpable .@tapeties / @exposensei ❤︎ REID I GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE RIGHT NOW !!! tbh when i think of aizawa , i just think of reid in general … his penmanship with any character is * chef - kisses my fingers *@chargebolted / @noquirk ❤︎ if you’re not following prince i’m going to come into your house and steal all of your left shoes . ok but really , prince is not only inventive and innovative , he puts a unique and loving touch on every single character he writes . literally ! what more can you ask for ?! i actually mix myself up because i’m so accustomed to writing about / with his deck that i forget he isn’t canon , which . hello , hori ? do it . now . puppeteer and analyzer spin off WHEN !?@trickry ❤︎ you’re lucky i’m putting you on here because i literally hovered over your blog just to double check things like i did with everyone else’s and i got met with that stupid header oh my go — ( but follow hunni actually )@thuskindlyiscatter ❤︎ what do you mean ruby isn’t a canon bnha character ( august just ended but i’m extending it . today is august 37th . so you have to follow august during this month . )@rdriots ❤︎ you know how sometimes you just associate a mun or muse with one another ? like , if you thought of the name tooru , a lot of people would think of me ? i think of kiri and one of the first blogs that comes into mind is this one , because leo’s kiri is just that iconic .@viperot ❤︎ don’t follow if you don’t want madoka to release 10 , 000 snakes into your muse’s house . actually it doesn’t matter , they’re going to do it anyway . i hear their reviews on yelp are awful , though :( in all seriousness , lemon is one of the best muns i know out there . they’re naturally just a great person . #geminisolidarity@scartar ❤︎ i would kill for zander . like . literally . i would kill for zander . seeing zander on my dash brings me so much unbridled joy … also they’re the person who likes every single one of your posts , get THAT kind of support in your life tbh .@quirkedit / @heartslight ❤︎ sparky log onto your monoma . sparky log onto your monoma . log onto your monoma , sparky . sp@ondespair / @onfaith ❤︎ who is this man i don’t know him he just randomly appeared on this blog rec and definitely does not have a super well - thought out and developed oc .@killslove ❤︎ rose logged onto his himiko yesterday and i am still screaming about it more than 24 hours later … but honestly , rose puts SOOOOOO SO SO SO SO much thought into how himiko works as a character , and that makes me happy because i also wrote / psychoanalyzed her for a brief moment and tbh rose ? articulates all of that research into a well fleshed out and believable interpretation of her .@creatied ❤︎ i went to type in the url but then just typed in ‘ maddy ’ like an idiot . but yeah . maddy . she’s beauty she’s grace she loves momo so much and you can very much tell . she isn’t super active rn and that’s understandable but whenever she does post i am heart eyes !@implosiveexplosive ❤︎ HONESTLY JUST LOOK AT JAY’S WRITING AND TELL ME YOU WOULDN’T FOLLOW OH MY GOD IT’S GORGEOUS@boydazzle ❤︎ egg est un auteur magnifique ! aussi … voulez-vous du fromage ? :)@keiuu ❤︎ QUEENIE IS LITERALLY ONE OF THE MOST AMAZING PEOPLE ON THIS WEBSITE this isn’t even my opinion it’s literally a FACT thank you goodBYE@aerve ❤︎ can you tell i’m writing so much i’m running out of things to say without just repeating 20239 times that everyone is amazing ( which they are ) anyway coral is one of said people who i can use a billion adjectives to describe positively and yet my brain is churning out none . but coral ? valid . so valid . also gr8 art amazing beautiful wondrous@halfher ❤︎ i think out of everyone here , kaien is the person who has known me the longest … honestly kaien has the skill to be a full - fledged published author at this point and you can’t convince me otherwise . i’ve seen them improve and grow in the 3 or so years between when we first interacted and now … i’m so proud of them tbh !@juuheart ❤︎ i love notay the canon bleach character bUT ALSO NIQUE STOP HURTING HER !! >:((( but also follow nique so you can become attached to notay and yell every time nique hurts her — KJSFFNSDJK@negatiiv ❤︎ hands down one of the most well - done / well - executed oc’s on here . there’s so much development that’s gone on with emi , it’s unbelievable . but also [ naruto vc ] believe it@anquished ❤︎ jihoon is my son and izuku is tooru’s son need i say more i mean really … but also jihoon writes such a unique take on izuku and i love his portrayal so much @faulterd ❤︎ rOWAN’S MOMO IS SO AMAZING IT’S LIKE I’M READING EVERY INTERACTION STRAIGHT FROM THE MANGA ITSELF !!!@quirkthief ❤︎ oh my god i’m posting all of these blogs in the reverse order that i followed them from and i literally had to go through 700 followers to finally find connor all the way in the first few hundred i followed after making the blog … how long … is that … how lONG HAVE I KNOWN CONNOR ?! but existential crisis aside , connor’s afo is like … the one canon afo for me lmao . i could write a huge tangent on how much i appreciate him but honestly if you follow him and talk to him you’ll know already . but also be warned cause you’re basically already going to be placed in the afo cult and there’s no escaping please help me i—@greaterhero / @conhnhaketon ❤︎ i literally had to find an excuse to put ro on this because they’re not even an anime blog and they hate the b.nha fandom ( hecking valid if you ask me ) but i want to put them here anyway because you need to follow ro … how are you following me but not them … okay but for real , they’re smart n kind n super fun to talk to ! love forever … and also huge respect tbh …@mightyfrail ❤︎ a wonderful wonderful all might honestly hsdfjs i’ve been following this blog for soooo long it’s literally … illegal that we’ve yet to interact what the heckie … but yeah , all might is a trans icon there is nothing you can do to convince me otherwise

#anon .#you bare your teeth as god disproves existence of himself ; tell me —– is that a snarl ‚ or a grin ? / ans.#did u think i was kidding i literally went through 800+ BLOGS ON MY FOLLOWING LIST #TO MAKE THIS BLOG REC ...#also i'm so sorry if i missed you i didn't recommend inactive blogs / ones on hiatus #lmk if ur not on here and ur a b.nha blog mutual of mine i'll add u right away #what’s up —– i’m ru ‚ i’m 19 ‚ and i never h*ckin’ learned how to read . / ooc.

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dannifielding · 6 years

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Season 10 Sneak Peak

Here you go, then. Another one.

I expect lots of questions and asks and things, because this one is quite spoiler-y. I thought you would enjoy it and now that it’s out of my brain hopefully I can get on with writing what I’m supposed to XD

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Danni stormed into the bedroom, grumbling to herself before she dropped her laptop onto the bed. How was she supposed to study if the Doctor insisted on talking at every single moment? Bill didn’t know any better, but he did. She needed quiet. How long had they been at the university now? He knew how she studied, it had never changed.

She ignored the fact that she was just angry because he’d brought in a companion with zero consideration of her or the responsibilities that he decided they needed to bear. If he hadn’t been so soft at heart then Missy wouldn’t be underground right now, alive and planning her next move. They were Time Lords, they had lifetimes to think of escape plans. She should know. She’d lost a lifetime to that monster. He didn’t understand but how could she argue? He’d taken on the oath of looking after Missy’s body for a thousand years which wasn’t something he could just get out of.

Apparently.

Not that she’d found, anyway.

Even if he could, she knew that he wouldn’t. He wanted to help Missy find the goodness inside and he wouldn’t listen to her when she told him there wasn’t anything good inside that woman. She was beyond redemption.

She sat heavily on the bed, opening her laptop with more force than necessary. And now she had to write a 4000-word essay on the drawbacks of viewing time in a linear fashion. She smiled slightly before she opened the word processor. He was a fantastic teacher, though. She could listen to him gives lectures for the next thousand years no problem at all. Even if he went over old ground, she would still enjoy it more than pretty much everything else.

She started her studies by, naturally, going on the internet. This time period did love Twitter so that was her first stop. It was usually a hellpit of arguments and death threats, but sometimes there was a good meme she could lose some time in.

Next was Facebook, where she liked a couple of posts on the group that had been created for everyone who attended the Doctor’s lectures. She turned down an invite for a night out, but promised to fill a spot at a trivia night. She liked to show her face from time to time. It was part of being a student.

Lastly were her emails. Brian still liked to drop her the occasional update of the 1950s, and all the plants that he was cultivating in Amy and Rory’s back garden. She appreciated updates from all her family and, no matter which body she was in, she made sure to give him the proper level of attention and intrigue. If he loved the plants so much then they must have been important.

Then, amongst the spam and newsletters she’d inevitably signed up to when she went online shopping, a random email appeared. With the subject of ‘FAO: Danielle Fielding’ she should have guessed it was just some more spam, but it still caught her attention enough to open it.

‘Hello, my Pet.’

She smiled softly to herself. The Doctor hated email, but who else could it be?

The door opened and the man himself peered around the door. “Ah, I thought you would be here,” he said. She looked up at him. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’ve just got an essay to write,” she replied a little cheekily. “My professor decided he wanted us to write a 4000-word essay for next Tuesday.”

“And some old idiot kept prattling on so you couldn’t focus?” he asked in reply, looking a little sheepish.

“Oh, you heard him too?” she asked, playing along. “I’ve asked him so many times to not do that when I’m working but he just can’t help himself.”

“He can’t. He must love the sound of his own voice,” the Doctor replied. She smiled brightly. “Your professor is always giving you homework. Maybe you should find another one who doesn’t eat up so much of your time.”

“Nah,” she dismissed. “The rest of the universe is boring. He’s the only one who can hold my attention long enough for me to actually want to do the homework he sets.”

“That’s good. Because I know, from experience, that he’s only teaching because he likes to see you smile,” the Doctor told her. “Speaking of.” He stepped into the room, revealing a large mug he’d hidden behind his back. “I thought you could do with something warm while you studied.”

“Thanks,” she replied sincerely. He walked over and placed it on the bedside table. He then leant down and placed a kiss on her hair. She turned, caught his lips for a brief kiss, but let him go. She really did want to get the essay done.

“Was 4000 words too many?” he asked as he headed for the door. The fact she’d hauled herself up in the bedroom told him rather clearly that she wanted to be left alone.

“I shouldn’t think so,” she replied. “Linear time can be quite the complicated subject when you dive in enough. I suspect you’ll have a few over the word count.”

He paused at the doorway. “Perhaps I should stop assigning so many essays,” he declared. “I’m just making more work for myself.”

“Definitely might be something to consider,” she agreed. He chuckled, knowing that he wasn’t going to stop challenging his students, then headed through the door.

Danni looked back at her computer and saw the email he sent her. “Theta?”

He darted back into the room. “Yes?”

“Did you send me an email before?” she asked. His brows furrowed.

“Why would I do that? I know where you are,” he replied, confused.

“I guess so,” she mused with a frown. Then she smiled. “Love you.”

“Love you too, my Pet,” he replied before disappearing. Probably going back to Bill, she was sure their tutoring session had another half an hour or so to go.

She didn’t pay it much mind, instead she turned back to the email. She believed the Doctor completely when he said it wasn’t from him, but that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t send it from his future to her present. The TARDIS could, on occasion, divert from one timeline to another if needed.

‘Who is this?’

It seemed the simplest of questions and she sent it without much thought of manners. A moment later it there was a reply.

‘Don’t be stupid.’

She frowned, annoyed for a moment. They obviously thought that she should know who they were, which she didn’t. Maybe she could work it out. The Doctor was the only one who called her his Pet but, while the next message could have easily been from him, she knew it wasn’t.

She checked the email address, something she should have thought of sooner. Her eyes widened slightly. The username and domain name were exactly the same.

‘knockknock.’

Four knocks.

Well, she had to admit, it was pretty on the nose and she felt rather stupid for not noticing it sooner. It didn’t last very long, though, because the anger at the thought quickly took over. She slammed the lid on her laptop shut and jumped off her bed. She stormed out of the TARDIS, straight past the Doctor and Bill who just watched her leave but didn’t follow. The look on her face must have told them that she was best left alone and she was glad at it, because she didn’t want Bill to see her shouting.

Nardole was outside the Vault door, doing whatever checks he tended to do when he was there. He glanced over his shoulder. “Danielle, I was just making sure…”

“Move,” she demanded shortly. He spun, looking slightly alarmed.

“What-What are you…” he stuttered but she pushed him out of the way, tapping away on the keypad that unlocked the doors. “You can’t go in there! She’s not ready to see anyone.”

“Don’t care,” Danni retorted. “She’s broken the rules.” She continued to type – the Doctor had really overdone the passcode – and didn’t look up as she called inside. “Get inside the glass box!” she commanded. “If you’re not in there I’m not coming in!”

“Danielle, I must insist you stop this at once,” Nardole exclaimed. “The Doctor gave me strict instructions to keep everyone out of there, including yourself. It’s for your safety.”

“Who did River tell you to listen to?” she countered.

“Well, that’s not really fair…”

“That’s not an answer.”

He sighed. “You, Danielle,” he admitted reluctantly.

“So, my orders supersede the Doctor’s. Stop contradicting me.”

“But you have to see why I must,” Nardole pressed. “She’s recovering, not recovered. If she gets ideas then it could set everything back decades!”

“She’s never going to recover,” Danni snapped as she stepped back and the Vault doors started to open. She wasn’t sure if she was relieved or not to see Missy sat in the middle of the room in the containment field in the middle of the room. On one had she was very happy to see as many barriers as possible between her and Missy, but it also meant that she would be able to talk to the other Time Lady and that was never a good prospect.

Keeping her anger tight, she strode into the room. “Where did you get the internet?” she demanded. “You’re not supposed to contact the outside world at all.”

Missy held her hand up to her chest. “I don’t have access to the internet,” she promised. “Or a phone, or even a Morse code machine.”

“You are lying,” Danni snapped back, getting as close to the glass as she dared. “Where is it?”

“I promise I don’t have any such thing,” Missy replied. “You know I’m not lying.”

Danni barked out an angry laugh. “You’re not lying?” she exclaimed. “All you do is lie!” She opened the laptop, showing her the browser where her email inbox sat. “What is this, then?” she demanded. “Knock-Knock at Knock-Knock dot com. Did you really think I wouldn’t get that?”

Missy leant a little closer to see and, despite the glass walls separating them, Danni stepped back and away from her. “I can see the confusion,” Missy replied calmly. “But honestly, Danielle, that isn’t me. You can check the room if you like. I’m sure you’ve got that silly little sonic device with you.”

Danni stared at her for a moment longer, alert in case she tried something she needed to react to quickly. She did have a point, unfortunately, so after a moment to make sure she wasn’t too much of a threat, Danni tucked her laptop underneath her arm and pulled out her screwdriver. She did a quick scan of the area and found Missy was right. She lowered her arm, still holding the sonic screwdriver tightly. “There’s nothing here,” she admitted reluctantly.

“I’m glad you can see that now,” Missy replied, standing up. Danni again moved a little backwards from the glass. “I really am trying to change, Danielle. Surely you can see that?”

Danni shook her head. “You can’t change,” she retorted. “You’re never going to change. Your regeneration is poisoned.”

She actually looked hurt, which just made Danni feel a little sick. “I am trying,” she insisted again. “I know I hurt you, I know I did wrong. Please, let me show that to you.”

She stepped towards Danni and Danni shot backwards, dropping her screwdriver in her panic. “Stay back,” she cried. “Stay away from me.”

“Please, Danielle,” Missy begged. “I just want to make it up to you.”

Danni shook her head. “No, no, you’re not going to change and you’re not coming anywhere near me,” she exclaimed. She turned and quickly strode out of the Vault. “Lock it up, Nardole.”

Nardole sighed heavily, doing as she said. “I said it wasn’t a good idea,” he muttered.

“I know you did,” Danni retorted as Missy sat back down, watching the doors to the vault close in front of her. “Don’t tell the Doctor I was here.”

“But Danielle…”

“Don’t tell him!”

Nardole sighed again as she disappeared out of the basement. “I shouldn’t have come here,” he muttered. “No gratitude at all.”

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Danni stopped after bursting back out into the outside world, leaning against the wall and panting heavily. Her hands were shaking, her hearts were racing. They had been here decades and she still couldn’t help but feel absolutely terrified just at the sight of Missy. She hated going down there, but she had needed to find out if Missy was trying to escape. There had been no ability to contact anyone outside the Vault, though. Missy was clean.

The thought should have calmed her, but it didn’t. She reopened the laptop yet again and replied to the email quickly.

‘Who is this?’

She watched, trying to catch her breath and calm her nerves, for what felt like eternity. She’d never been so anxious to get an email before. Then the reply appeared. There was a picture attached and embedded but, as the university infrastructure was absolutely awful, the text appeared first.

‘Did you miss me?’

‘What do you think of the beard?’

Her eyes widened, her breath caught and her knees went weak. The wall was the only thing holding her up as the image quickly revealed itself. Brown hair, styled beard, a killer grin and a ridiculous smug look.

“Koschei?”

#danni #season 10 #sneak peak

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youremyonlyhope · 5 years

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The Eleventh Hour

Finally onto Matt Smith’s Eleventh Doctor. It only took 5 years.

I vaguely remember when Matt premiered... wait, let me see when it was actually first aired... April 3rd 2010. I was in 8th grade. I remember a girl I knew saying that the new Doctor looked like a guy in our class. I did not agree. Aaannnddd that’s all I remember about the first time this episode aired. I think I was in the room when my mom watched it, but I did not pay attention. Or maybe I did. We’ll see if I get deja vu.

Aww he’s hanging from the TARDIS. Like in The Day of the Doctor. Awwww. Ok. I’m excited for Matt’s run if only for 2013. Once again, Amazon freezes within the first minute. Is this some glitch? It always happens to me. And if I skip a few seconds it’s fine. Every time. New opening sequence. Cue a billion fans raging. So is this Amy’s theme? Or is it just the sad song theme of this season? “Please, please send someone to fix it. Or a policeman.” The Doctor is both. Ok. Now it seems that it’s my internet that’s making everything freeze. Ugh.

I paused for like 10 minutes to let it load. Looked up some crochet patterns. Settled on a pattern. Pressed play. And got to watch 1 minute before it froze again. Ughhhhhhhh.

I give up for now. I’ll try again tomorrow

OK IT’S TOMORROW

Matt honestly looks 5 years old. Me with apples. I watched that entire food sequence with the biggest smile on my face. I forgot how adorable that scene is. “I’ll keep it for later” Ok literally, I was like “OH MY GOD. It turns into an I O U later on!!!... Wait no that’s Sherlock.” and then I laughed at myself. It’s my fault for watching Sherlock around the same time I first watched Doctor Who. Also, that’s foreshadowing since I’m 99% sure it does come back I just can’t remember how. Wait. No. I just remembered it comes back later in this episode. That’s not as fun. “Everything’s going to be fine.” Well at least the Doctor’s honest when he’s lying. For a second I was like “Isn’t this episode called the Girl Who Waited?” but then I paused to check the name and before even checking I was like “No Hope you idiot it’s the Eleventh Hour.” OOOohhhhh showing the clock. Misleading us. I see you. Wacking him in the head with a cricket bat was the right call, Amy. And acting like she has backup coming. Wow. Good job. I’m impressed. Oh Rory. “Why does nobody ever listen to me?” I forgot it was in sticky stuff... “I don’t know. Getting dressed.” He’s right though, it’s changing. Yep the teeth freaked me out the first time. “What?” “Come on.” “What?” “COME ON.” “WHAT!?” Oooohhhhh... I forgot that the human residence was the entire Earth... ok. That little confused spin was adorable. “I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everybody’s aunt.” Now that’s a quote. My baby Sir Percival! Oh, I need to finish Merlin. But I don’t want to. Also, I love Sir Percival so much. Seeing Tom Hopper makes me happy. This little town may not have much but it’s adorable. “Then I grew up.” “Oh, you never want to do that.” Oh that’s for sure.

This is such a good shot. The Doctor analyzing everything he’s seeing. Must have taken FOREVER. Also, Rory was born in 1990. Did not notice that before. But mathematically, it makes sense. Yep, there’s the apple. See, what I had hoped would happen would be it coming back through the crack in a future episode, but then I remembered that all it does is come back as proof of time travel. Oh that poor lady on the scooter though. “Not him, the good looking one.” “Thanks.” “Jeff.” “Ooooh thanks.” Awww. I love Rory though. “Oh, and delete your internet history.” A lesson that Twelve would forget about. Driving a firetruck through a hospital... literally the most chaotic thing the Doctor has ever done. “The universe will crack. The Pandorica will open. Silence will fall.” Starting the ongoing arch now. “Who da man? .... Oh I’m never saying that again. Fine.” Awww. I FORGOT ABOUT THE AMY THING. Prisoner Zero’s smart though to save Amy’s form for a rainy day. OOOOOH THE FORM WAS THE DOCTOR. OOOH. EVEN SMARTER. OOOOHHHHH I FORGOT ABOUT THAT. “Is that what I look like?” “You don’t know?” “Busy day.” OH BOTH OF THEIR FORMS. OK. Wait, Amy’s updo is way too intricate to have been done in like a minute. It looks like it needs a lot of pins. “Did he just save the world from aliens and then just bring all the aliens back again?!” Oh Rory. Aww the little spin. Does Eleven always spin? Did I never notice this? Nearly forgot that the Doctor literally stole his clothes. Oh I almost wish he had picked that bright red corduroy jacket that Rory’s holding.

I love that scene. Showing all the Doctors. Especially my baby Nine, my heart. “I’m the Doctor. Basically... run.” Love it. He tells his companions to run with him, he tells his enemies to run away.

Oh wow, in the shot of the ship flying away, he was already reaching for the TARDIS key a little early. “Oh you sexy thing” I forgot how much Eleven flirts with his TARDIS. That shot of young Amelia gets reused at least once more, right? “And the swimming pool was in the library.” “Yeah. Not sure where it’s gotten to now. It’ll turn up.” Love it. HE LEARNED TO SNAP OPEN THE TARDIS FROM RIVER. ALREADY FORESHADOWING THAT SHE’LL TURN UP. “So, all of time and space, everything that happened or ever will... where do you wanna start?” I love that line. “Thanks, dear.” I do enjoy how much Eleven loves his TARDIS. Thirteen’s like that too. Also, I’m kind of glad that I can compare him to Thirteen as I watch. If I had actually kept up with this rewatch and gotten to him in like 2014 then I’d not be able to compare him to anyone but maybe Twelve if it was the end of 2014. “Just that. Promise.” Doctor, stop having ulterior motives. “I am definitely a madman with a box.” Aaanddd that’s the line that started it.

As I watched this episode, I was thinking that maybe I had seen the entire episode when it aired... but I couldn’t really remember. Once I got to the end, I knew I definitely had since I remember the wedding dress and being like “...MOM WAS SHE GETTING MARRIED?!?!?!?!” as if my mom would know more than me after watching the same episode I did.

I’m mad at that Coming Soon preview that played. Oh my god. It spoiled EVERYTHING. At first I was thinking I should pause to write “I hate that they showed River’s face in the preview, eagle eyed fans would spot that” BUT THEN IT GOT WORSE. IT SHOWED RIVER SAYING LINES. IT SHOWED THE CYBERMAN HEAD. IT SHOWED THE WEEPING ANGELS. THE DALEKS. BILL NIGHY. Why did they give away EVERYTHING about this season in the preview?!??!?!?!?!?!

Remind me to start telling newer fans to skip the previews either all the time or at the very least at the start of each season. Ugh.

Ok. So. I really loved this episode. It’s great. I’d forgotten a lot. I enjoyed it a lot. I even enjoyed Amy, and she’s my least favorite companion. I’m half doing this to give her a second chance. I can’t really remember exactly what it is about her that my 16-year-old self did not like, maybe how she treated Rory? I don’t know. I’ll either find out because it will still annoy me, or never figure out what I hated because now I’ll love her. We’ll see. I love Rory though.

I remember one of the counselors at my high school said to me “You know. I never thought I’d ever like a male companion more than I loved Mickey. Until Rory came around.” and I was like THOSE ARE MY EXACT FEELINGS. I thought no one could top Mickey in my heart, but Rory is up there.

Also, I realized that since I started Doctor Who during Eleven’s time (2012), I think a lot of Eleven’s sayings stuck with me since that’s what the fandom would reference during that time. Like Madman in a Box. That seems so iconically Doctor to me, but didn’t become a thing until Eleven. Yet I guess because I already knew that line, it’s just stuck with me the entire time I’ve been a fan.

Let’s get back into doing a continuity tracking section in these posts since I haven’t done that since I finished Season 4 (which was 4 almost 5 years ago).

Continuity: Crack in the wall/time/universe The Pandorica will open Silence will fall (X2) “The Girl Who Waited” Sexy TARDIS Swimming pool comes in handy SNAPPING OPEN THE TARDIS FORESHADOWS RIVER Hanging from the TARDIS like Day of the Doctor (bit of a stretch, just let me have this)

And just for fun, since I want to see if it’s actually a thing, let’s count the number of time Eleven spins around: 2

ALSO. Guys. These episodes don’t have as much emotional baggage as Ten’s specials, so I feel like I could just move on to the next episode immediately. I don’t need to give myself time to recover. Yay!

#hope rewatches doctor who #ignore me if you want

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