#i just think she has the touch that edwin needs

[ahomeganeyatsu]

IDK why but I want Niko to teach Edwin everything about modern culture. She's already starting on him with the pop culture and that just opened up so much avenues on what their bonding time looks like.

But also the idea of just Niko potentially giving Edwin culture shock.

#niko handing Edwin one of her BL mangas #starting him off slow and sweet #before she nudges him to the deepend #but also niko is just so sweet and its perfect with how she already helped nudged him to confessing #i just think she has the touch that edwin needs #admittedly i just love that dynamic they have #niko sasaki #edwin payne #dbd #dead boy detectives

[larluce]

Arthur and Merlin travel back in time without knowing the other is from the future too AU

Tagging @aceauthorcatqueen , @fallenxjas , @smileytrinity ,@lucifertookmyshoe , @an-entity-i-think , @thecornerofbelu , @griffonskies , @odinjm , @cinnabon-sweetroll-tiramisu , @thelady-mary , @bennedict , @nightninjaboy , @st8-of-grace , @star-rie , @error-username-not-available , @dogberryrowan , @jamieweasley13 , @tansyuduri , @tercais , @robynnemrys , @evadne01 , @serasvictoria02 The tag list is increasing! I'm crying 🤧. Again thank you so much for all the love. I've been sick in bed, all depressed cause I couldn't speak or sing (I'm a musical theater student) and reading your comments cheer me up ^^.

LINKS TO THE OTHER PARTS OF THIS AU HERE: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12 , PART 13 , PART 14 (You're here) , PART 15

In "Remedy to Cure All Ills"

Arthur pacing around in his chambers after Morgana fell sick and he encountered Edwin.

Arthur: (thinking, trying to convince himself) She's evil, she's going to become evil, it's okay if she dies. She's evil, she's going to become evil, she must die. She's evil, she's going to- (Shouts and throws a lamp againts a wall, furious with himself)¡AAARRGH!(sinks in a couch an covers his face, thinking miserably) Why can't I let her die? I watched her take her last breath before my eyes before, damn it! This shouldn't hurt this much.

Merlin: (enters) Arthur?

Arthur: (sighs and takes his hands out of his face, exhausted) Don't you know how to knock?

Merlin: (with a comforting smile) You know I never do that. (gets close and puts himself infront of Arthur, bending down to be at his height) She's going to be alright, Arthur. She's strong. You'll see.

Arthur: (smiles back, but it doesn't reach his eyes) A man came to the castle this morning. He claims he can cure her. (thinking) Of course he can, he was the one who did this to her.

Merlin: (thinking, wary) Edwin... (says) How could he? Not even Gaius knows what's wrong with her.

Arthur: He says he has a remedy to cure all ills.

Merlin: That doesn't exist. It's impossible.

Arthur: I know that! But what other option do we have? Morgana is dying and we are farther from close to find a cure! We don't lose anything by trying (thinking) And we gain everything by doing it. Once he cures her I can kill him.

Merlin: (puts a comforting hand on his shoulder, hesitantly, but relaxes when Arthur doesn't reject the touch) You really love her a lot, don't you?

Arthur: (with unshed tears) We grow up together. She's like a sister to me. I can't let her die. (Thinking) Even when she doesn't share the same sentiment. I just can't.

Merlin: Wait till tomorrow. If she doesn't get better, you can fetch the man.

Arthur: I'm the prince, Merlin. You can't tell me what to do.

Merlin: But?

Arthur: It's too late the fetch the man now. I'll wait till tomorrow.

Merlin: (smiles) Wise as always, my lord.

Arthur: (caresses the hand on his shoulder, lovinly) Thank you, Merlin.

Merlin: (blushes, nervous) 😳 I... I didn't do anything.

Arthur: You did. (Looks at Merlin's eyes intendly) Thank you. (They stare a each other, faces inches from the other).

Merlin: (snaps out of it and moves away) I-I need to go 😅 (smiles nervously and walks backwards) Eh... Physician apprentice things to do- (collides whit the table and some things fall and he picks them up quickly) Sorry!

Arthur: (laughs softly) Don't stay awake late. Rest.

Merlin: Right... you too. I'll be back to dress you in a minute, so don't sleep until I get back! 😅 (Leaves, thinking) 'Don't sleep until I get back'? Really? 😳😖🤦‍♂️

Arthur: (Sighs, thinking) Sleep. If only I could.

It's rare the times Arthur has a good night of sleep. Nightmares or rather memories of the time Merlin was a tree always assault his mind. Specially the time Merlin was turned before his eyes and he couldn't do anything about it, too weak from his wound, too useless. It's better now that Merlin sleeps in the antechambers. He just has to open the door and watch him sleep there peacefully, human and alive, and his heart is at easy again. Now with Morgana at death's door there's no way he's going to catch any sleep at all.

Arthur: (whispers to himself) I still have time. Tomorrow. Just wait until tomorrow.

Time skip. For everyone's surprise, Morgana wakes in the morning all cured, like she has never been ill in the first place.

Uther: (happy and relieved) Morgana! (Goes to her) This is truly a miracle. I thought... I really thought...

Morgana: (smiles) Oh, you won't get rid of me that easily.

Arthur: We certainly won't. (Just as realived and happy, puts hand on her shoulder, unconsciously) I'm glad you're alright, Gana.

Morgana: (surprised he's showing affection to her again, but touched) Gana... You haven't called me like that since we were kids.

Arthur: (realising he put a hand on her shoulder and puts it away) Right. Sorry, I know you don't like it.

Morgana: (messing with him) Oh, you can call me like that if you want. If you let me call you... Art? Arthie?

Arthur: Don't you dare! (He threatens but then they both laugh and look at each other fondly)

Gaius: I still need to make a few tests to see if she is really out of danger, but for what I can see, she'll be fully recovered in no time, sire.

Uther: Of course. Thank you, Gaius.

Gaius: I don't consider this was exactly my doing (looks at Merlin significantly and Merlin makes himself small in his place). But I'm glad to be of service as always, your majesty. I'll prepare some concoctions to prevent any outbrake just in case. (Makes a bow and it's about to leave, but then turns to Merlin sternly) Merlin?

Merlin: (sighs) Coming (bows quickly and leaves with him)

Uther: (frowns, thinking) Is it my idea or did he vow in the direction of Arthur alone?

Arthur: (who saw all the exchange between mentor and ward) I'll go to inform everyone the good news. Morgana, father (smiles politely makes a bow to both of them and leaves too)

Morgana: (sighs, a little sad, thinking) And cold Arthur is back.

Time skip. In Gaius Tower. Gaius scolding Merlin.

Gaius: You used magic on the king's ward?! What were you thinking?!

Merlin: I was thinking that I didn't want her to die! She's my friend and she's very dear to Arthur-

Gaius: Arthur, Arthur. Is what all this is about isn't it? I know he's the prince and you care for him. But let me remind you, he's still the prince of a kingdom that bans magic. Do you have any idea of what would have happened to you if someone discovered you? if someone have seen you?

Merlin: (explodes) Yes I know! Of course I know! Every time a wake up, every time I breathe, I know I could be killed at any moment. I watch every pyre that is made fearing maybe I could be next. I watch every friendly face, knowing that if they knew, if they only knew, they'll see me like a monster. I have to look at Uther, the man that would have me executed, the murderer of all my kind, and I have to serve him and smile at him trying to no throw up every day. So yes I perfectly fucking know, Gaius!

Gaius: ...

Merlin: (with teary eyes and his voice breaks) But I can't stop doing it, I can't separate myself from it. And I tried, believe me I tried, but I can't. Magic is part of me, is who I am. So I'll use it however I see fit, whenever I can, because no one knows the risks of using magic in a kingdom that forbids my very existence better than I do!

Silence...

Gaius: You're right. I don't understand it. I will never understand it. Magic was never to me what it is to you. I'm sorry I didn't see it before.

Merlin: It's alright. I know you only worry about me.

Gaius: It's more than that. (puts both of his hands on Merlin's shoulders) Merlin, in this short time I've known you, you've become like a son to me. I can't bare to lose you.

Merlin: (smiles) You won't lose me. I'm sorry, I didn't want to upset you.

Gaius: Then for the sake of this old man, stop doing these things behind my back.

Merlin: Only of you promise to help me rather than forbid me of doing things. I still need guidance, I still need you.

Gaius: Alright (he hugs him close and then pulls away). Lets start with how you cured Lady Morgana. I don't recall giving you any healing magic classes.

Merlin: I didn't have to, I just had to call this little one out of her ear. (pulls out a beetle from his pocket) I think it was what was making her sick. Do you know what it is?

Gaius: (alarmed) Don't touch it! (picks a jar and opens it) Put it here. Now! (Merlin does it and Gaius closes the jar) It's an Elanthia Beetle. They can be enchanted to enter the brain, feed on it until they devour the person's very soul. Thank the gods you managed to pull it out.

Merlin: (who already knew all this, but still has to play ignorant) So Morgana was echanted? By who?

Gaius: There are many sorcerers who wish to cause harm to the crown, my boy. But, whoever it is, once they find out their plan failed, they are going to try again.

Time skip. Merlin leaves Gaius tower with Morgana's concoctions and almost jumps out of his skin, when he sees Arthur is there at the door.

Merlin: (scared, but trying to disimulate, closing the door behind him) Arthur! How long have you been there?

Arthur: (who heard the whole conversation, very affected) I... I just arrived.

Merlin: (relieved, but concerned for Arthur's state) Arthur, are you alright? What is it? (with growing panic) Are you ill? Did something happen to Lady Morgana? Arthur, answer me!

Arthur: (hugs Merlin suddenly)

Merlin: (too stuned to say anything) ...

Arthur: (Pulls Merlin closer to him, thinking) 10 years. You suffered my father's reign and then I made you still live in fear for 10 years.

Merlin: (red and still very concerned) Not that I'm not enjoying this gesture, sire. But, please, say something. I'm going to freak out.

Arthur: (pulls away gently) Nothing's wrong, Merlin. It just... seemed like you needed it.

Merlin: (confused) ... right. (Thinking) He must still be sensitive about Morgana. (coughs, trying to hide his red face) I have to... ehm... give Morgana her concoctions so...

Arthur: (playfully) Are you blushing?

Merlin: No.

Arthur: Your ears are red.

Merlin: They are not!😡

Arthur: Yes, they are. It's hard not to notice. They're as big as your face.

Merlin: Not as big as your fat ass!

Arthur: Have you been staring? 😏

Merlin: (even more red) I...😳 stop wasting my time, get out of my way!😡

Arthur: That's no way to talk to your prince, Merlin.

Merlin: Fine (with exaggerated courtesy). Your highness, my lord, sire, would you make me the enormous honor to remove your royal, pompous, supercilious presence out of my way?

Arthur: (laughs, but steps aside)

Merlin: Thank you, my lord. I'll be forever in debt with you. (Bows in mockery and leaves)

Arthur: (thinking, as he watches him leave) You chose to save Morgana with your magic this time. You shouldn't have risk it. But thank you. You won't have to suffer for so long this time. I'll create I world where you feel safe, you won't have to hide and be scared anymore. I promise.

#merlin bbc #bbc merlin #merlin #merthur #merlin prompt #merlin fanfic #merlin fic #merthur fic #arthur and merlin #merlin and arthur #merthur prompt #Arthur and Merlin travel back in time without knowing the other is from the future too AU

[icarus-n-flames]

I posted about this on twitter but I had another idea that came to me. I know we all do love ourselves a clueless Charles, but what about Edwin? Stick with me here, this is inspired by true events.

I want to see a version of Edwin that is so consumed by his love for Charles and the tiny ache of how it might never be, who completely misses the memo that he HAS what he wanted. He overhears Charles talking to a client or someone saying that he couldn’t make a concert or whatever because he had a date with his partner and Edwin is just distraught and distracted. It was fine when no labels were involved, he could pretend that it was fine and he wasn’t bothered but wasn’t a label more serious?

Tired of the mood swings, cagey behavior and solemn looks, Charles eventually confronts him. Immediately Edwin makes a snide remark about how Charles must be quite busy with Crystal and whatever Charles thinks is happening they can discuss it later.

Charles is proper confused at this point and is like “Did she need something? Why would I be busy with Crystal?”

And at this point Edwin is trying very hard to look unbothered while flipping through a tome on idk cryptid feeding habits and mating rituals. “Well, she is your girlfriend, isn’t she?”

Now Charles is even more confused. His boyfriend is sitting here saying he’s dating someone else. For a minute he’s fairly certain he’s being accused of cheating but he remains calm. “Mate, that’s been over for like a year. What are you on about?”

Edwin honestly feels like he wants the earth to swallow him whole because not only is Charles dating someone, it’s someone he doesn’t even know. Was Charles worried about him meeting them? Was he trying to spare his feelings? He sets the book down, adjusting his cuff that does not need it before saying as nonchalantly as he can. “I heard you mention a partner the other day is all.”

“I mean yeh, you. What about it?”

Edwin can’t help but sigh and stand from the desk at this point. “Not that kind of partner Charles, don’t be daft. You’re courting someone, dating…”

At this point Charles can’t be sure if he’s frustrated or amused. He places a hand to one of Edwin’s shoulders, keeping him from storming off somewhere. He says as slowly as he possibly can, making sure he looks Edwin right in the eyes. “I was talking about you.”

Edwin freezes because wait, had he really said that and then he just blurts the loudest, most confused “WHAT?!” He’s been tearing himself to shreds inside for MONTHS.

“We’ve been dating for like…6 months, Edwin, what do you mean “what?” and now they’re both confused because somewhere along the line Charles thought he was being very clear about his intentions but Edwin didn’t realize anything had changed. He’d thought everything was normal. As much as he was conscious about Charles’ touches he always told himself he was in denial and Charles thought Edwin was just a old fashioned sort and would need a lot of time if not an eternity of time to really progress their relationship beyond a the barest of kinship and occasional flirting and hand holding.

No idea exactly how the initial conversation went that made Charles like “Bet, we’re dating now” and Edwin just miss it entirely. If someone has any ideas feel free to share lmaooo.

#dead boy detectives spoilers #dead boy detectives #dbdshow #dead boy detective netflix #edwin payne #charles rowland #charles/edwin #payneland #painland #chedwin #this actually happened to me once #if only I could remember how the misunderstanding happened because I was 100% Edwin

[s1m0nth3swag]

Gotta yap about my Dead boy boyfriends sorry chat

Like

I physically need to talk about them but my friends haven't watched the show yet (WATCH IT OTS SO GREAT AAHHHHH)

Some short imagines/ short scenario type of stuff? Idk

Not proofread (atp I don't know what that word means ngl I never proofread my studf)

It is currently 11pm for me, I am tired, this probably sucks but I do not care actually

☆ Imagine meeting the two for the first time and you genuinely cannot speak because they're both a little too gorgeous, I mean, Edwin slays his outfit and Charles has the biggest brown eyes. Pretty boys fr

★ I just think that, if you're another ghost, Edwin would like you more at first, if you're alive, Charles would (because of the whole Charles hates being dead thing and Edwin doesn't like being around the living)

☆ In this scenario, let's play with you being alive and (mostly) well. Involved in one of their cases, maybe, or you went into Jennys shop to get meat or something (if you don't eat meat pretend you're cooking a meal for a friend or something)

★ Probably immediately you kinda notice a strange aura (totally not Charles staring you down because he's never seen someone as cool and swag as you) - and let's be honest you aren't even surprised when you meet Crystal and she's looking at the corner all weird.

☆ meeting them again however, you probably just had some near death experience (maybe you wandered into a haunted house, or you somehow got involved in the whole Esther business) and you probably don't even care that ghosts exist because yeah, kinda checks out

★ Charles is probably immediately on your heel (Edwin is just the tiniest bit jealous) asking you all sorts of questions (Edwin is just the tiniest bit interested as well)

☆ getting to know them better, Edwin finds he quite likes yapping about cases with you (my autistic ghost boy needs someone that ACTUALLY listens to what he says) he will be overjoyed if he starts talking about a case and you go "Oh wasn't that the one where.." because yes!! It was that case! You remembered!! Good job!!!

★ I feel like the whole relationship would come along naturally at some point. Just you complaining how you can't sleep because your pillow is too warm and both of them offering to stay with you since ghosts are pretty cold

☆ they have the mutual agreement that they're somewhat sharing your affection since you give both of them the same. They'll just have conversations like "did you already tell them [...]" and "Oh, yeah I did could you do [...] for them?" Already being fully in the mindset of 'we can and will make this work with three people'

★ I think Charles would actually have a more difficult time when the relationship officially starts though. He just has so much affection for you and Edwin that he's almost bursting, but Edwin doesn't always like touch so he has ti be careful and look for the signs and you actually have to keep yourself up and cared for instead of being able to cuddle 24/7

☆ Just a silly boy struggling with not kissing and hugging both his partners at all times (though he has two hands, and will be the middle part whenever the three of you walk somewhere.)

☆ Edwin is more a acts of service type of guy while Charles, obviously, is big on physical touch, so whenever Charles holds you back from doing laundry or the dishes, Edwin will do it for you so you can chill out

★ doesn't mean you don't do things for the boys, though. You regularly get books for Edwin (which he's happier about that he shows) and always give Charles the chance to talk to you without any judgement (same goes for Edwin, though he doesn't use that offer as often as Charles)

☆ Imagine Charles rescuing Edwin from hell and that night the three cuddle up with each other even though Edwin and Charles don't sleep, just so you can hold both of them to make sure they're still there and well

#x reader #charles rowland #Charles rowland dead boy detectives #edwin payne #edwin paine #charles rowland x reader #charles rowland x edwin payne #edwin payne x reader #edwin payne x charles rowland #dead boy detectives #dead boy detective agency

[billpottsismygf]

Episode 7 (The Very Long Stairway)! I didn't put it in my last review, but I had a strong feeling we were going to get a flashback to the start of Edwin and Charles' relationship in this one. I had wondered if it would start with it, Good Omens style, so when it didn't happen immediately I thought maybe I was wrong. I was vindicated, however! And I love the use of the Night Nurse's already established powers as a framing device for it. I got so into what was happening, though, that I forgot that was how it started and was surprised when the camera panned to her watching everything.

So, oh my god, Edwin sat and talked with Charles as he died!!!! Edwin is so incredibly kind to him and it's heartbreaking that he knew this boy was going to die in front of him, and decided to make sure he had the most calming death possible. And Charles instantly decided to stay with him. I think it's very telling that he latches onto Edwin so quickly. Charles is someone who values kindness and helping people - he literally just died because he saved another boy from being bullied - so when he understands what Edwin did for him, he knows this is a person to hang onto.

I had wondered for a while if Charles had been the one to rescue Edwin from hell, given that they met 30 years ago, the same time he got out of hell. Turns out that no, Edwin had already just got out of hell by himself, but this was still a really satisfying flashback. Speaking of their relationship, we also finally got the love confession. I really didn't want Edwin to say anything, but it went about as well as it possibly could have. Still, gah, reeling from the secondhand embarrassment and the fact that this is not the time, Edwin! I was about to be so annoyed if the thing 'worse than a demon' had caught them because they spent so long dawdling on the staircase.

The scenes in hell themselves were really effective. Loved the page ripping punishment, very Sisyphean, and in fact the entire scene that followed with Simon was so touching I had to watch the whole thing again immediately. He was a stupid boy who didn't know what he was doing, and their reconciliation reminded me a bit of Pat forgiving the boy who shot him in Ghosts. Anyway, it seems that everyone has a crush on Edwin apart from the one boy he wants. Still, Edwin and Simon reconciling and Edwin telling him that 'if you punish yourself enough, everywhere becomes hell' but that being queer doesn't have to be a punishment, was incredibly moving. Again, Edwin has empathy for him and shows him kindness.

Relatedly, I also loved the scene with Despair. The moment she came on screen, even with her face obscured, I realised who she was. She barely features in Sandman, far less than Death anyway, but I recognised her instantly. Obviously I'm intrigued about the whole 'I'll call you if ever I need you' thing, but for the purposes of this episode I really love how that scene solidified the importance of Edwin having compassion. Edwin can be very bitchy (which I love him for), and he had every right to be mean to the boy who sent him to hell, but he chose kindness instead.

Conversely, Crystal got to choose violence and I love that for her. It was very satisfying seeing her literally get to bury David. It's fitting, as well, that David once overpowered her mind and now she's using her mind to overpower him. It is, of course, 'bad for the tree' if he stays there long, so I wonder if we'll see repercussions from that further down the line.

What else? Oh, the opening scene! The Cat King is such an interesting figure. He's creepy in the way he pursues Edwin, but it feels like they're on slightly more level ground now. He's a wild card character who's not exactly a villain, but will always act in his own interests. I'll be interested to see where his character goes from here, especially now it's been established that he's less powerful than Esther. His line about how strong and great Edwin is and who does Esther think she is trying to beat him, while obviously a problem in terms of giving her ideas, was also interesting in its own right. He clearly knows a fair bit about Edwin and genuinely thinks highly of him. Until this point we've only really seen him interacting with Edwin, where he taunts him the whole time, so this has made me all the more intrigued and invested in him.

Small things:

Edwin explaining to Charles that he doesn't fall through the floor because of the vague and weird ghost rules once again gave me strong Ghosts vibes.

I continue to love Mick, so really hoping he'll be okay after his confrontation with Esther.

Maxine in hell was interesting! I thought we'd learn more about her after her death, but it was a very fleeting appearance.

I thought Jenny might actually learn about ghosts and demons and psychics (oh my), but it seems not, alas.

Simon got a blue light after Edwin left, so does that mean Death came to him? Can people in hell get closure from unfinished business and move on? Or is it something Edwin specifically is good at doing for people?

Monty's still around and doing Esther's bidding! Someone turn him back into a human, please! Maybe Crystal?

I loved Niko getting to save the day (for now) through the power of reading comprehension!

#dead boy detectives #the case of the very long stairway #final episode next! #dbd #mine #dbd mine #reactions

[roamwithahungryheart]

Thinking about the fact that Rebecca wore the Alexander McQueen dress from 2x01 & 3x05 at the end of 3x11, and the fact that this time, she wore it with her hair down.

She also wore it this time with the Shaun Leane cherry blossom earrings from 3x05, 2x03, 1x02, 1x09, 2x08 & 2x11 among others. A new addition is the Shaun Leane signature Sabre ring, paired with the Rose Thorn cuff (which you may remember from 1x04).

1x09 was the first truth bomb episode.

2x11 was the second.

The first time she drops a truth bomb on Ted, she confesses that she hired him because she was out to destroy Rupert and thought he would fail, leaving the club to collapse.

Ted forgives her.

'This job you gave me has changed my life. It gave me the distance I needed to see what was really going on. Yeah, but you and me...We're okay [...] You know, I think that if you care about someone and you got a little love in your heart, there ain't nothing you can't get through together. You know what I'm saying?'

'You're not just talking about us now, are you?'

'Maybe. Maybe not.'

The second time, she confesses her affair with Sam. Once again, Ted grounds her. But their exchange is a little more loaded.

'I mean, I asked him for a bit of time to figure things out...And now we're in a bit of a limbo situation [...] And then Edwin Akufo swoops in to take him away, and I've lost all objectivity [...] But do I want him to stay because of my feelings for him? [...] But if he wants to go, I shouldn't stand in his way [...] But if I let him go, I might regret it for the rest of my life.'

'Well, Rebecca. Listen to me. Don't listen to me. Don't listen to Edwin Akufo. Don't even listen to Sam. You just listen to your gut, okay? And on your way down to your gut, check in with your heart. Between those two things, they'll let you know what's what.'

The reappearance of the Rose Thorn cuff is a reminder of 1x04, when Rebecca tearfully told Ted she didn't want to be alone. Pair that with the Sabre ring, and alongside the rest of these callbacks, there's perhaps a hint of what's to come.

The ring's shape is a continuous line that coils around the finger, with two knife-edge points that cross over, but never touch.

Throughout the show - and this season in particular - Ted & Rebecca have been like ships passing in the night. Something that was emphasized in 3x05. The way they bump into each other in the hallway, equally surprised by their reactions. Again in 3x06, when Ted reaches out to her, but she's unavailable.

The definition of 'on a knife-edge' is [to be] in a difficult or worrying situation of which the result is very uncertain.

The third and final truth bomb doesn't come from Rebecca. The script gets flipped - it's Ted's turn. We're led to believe that Ted is about to tell her he's going back to Kansas. But is that really going to be it? Just as we're about to hear the big reveal, it cuts to black. We're left not knowing what might happen.

Given that this season is heavily influenced by the great Nora Ephron, just as 2x05 'Rainbow' (honorary shout-out to the focus on the word 'rainbow' on the pinball machine!) was, we just might be in for a classic Nora Ephron ending once we've regained our balance on that knife-edge.

#Ted Lasso #Ted Lasso s3 #fashion #meta

[sovonight]

Thoughts on vanilla BG2 companions?

these are pretty surface level, but thoughts nonetheless!

edwin: i've never actually traveled with edwin, i can never really justify taking 2 dedicated wizards and my limit is one mean person per party (that slot is usually taken by viconia). i can see his selling point though so i've been meaning to take him along

imoen: i feel the need to bring her along for story reasons but if i'm honest i don't see the need for a thief/mage, especially if i have aerie :'I also the way that they established a canon dynamic for imoen & charname in the bg2 intro always rubbed me the wrong way. in my head imoen regularly skipped class and still got top marks, and radri attended class dutifully and just isn't as good sefjkfsen. like--imoen's a scamp! she's a trickster! what do you mean she was content to sit in lessons listening to stuffy tutors all day?? she always struck me as someone who's kind of effortlessly, deceptively smart and learns on her own schedule

jaheira: i also feel the need to bring her along for story reasons loL but unlike imoen i genuinely like having her. she's obviously dealing with a lot in bg2 but i find her attitude refreshing & am touched that she'll defend charname against the harpers :')

minsc: he's always on thin ice with me, he's just too loud lmAO but i keep him anyway until someone better comes along. when the missing boo quest started (the one added by unfinished business, i think?) i very nearly sighed and ejected him because i didn't want to use my brain on the clues, but at the last minute i found a walkthrough that spelled it all out for me, so. he's still in the party. sigh.

viconia: i don't know what it is about her but i like her T_T i also think radri sees kind of a connection with her & gives her plenty of chances because of it, even though radri barely survives talking to her. i don't think anyone else actively likes her in the party configurations i choose though so i do feel a bit bad whenever i bring her along

aerie: i was a little over her at the beginning but now i think she's cute! seeing her make all those missteps around jaheira really made me feel for her. i like viconia and anomen equally as much as her though, so i've never dedicated myself to traveling with her for extended periods of time

anomen: if xan didn't exist i'd be interested to delve into what his whole deal is. i think he has an interesting personal quest with interesting outcomes, though i think the decision making on the player's side could've been more subtle

cernd: i… never spent time on him… in my current paused playthrough i didn't even take him temporarily to do that whole animal trouble quest, purely because it's just a hassle to move equipment around to dismiss people. and maybe i've just let my dao experience color my impressions but i've always been a little underwhelmed by shapeshifting

haer'dalis: i don't remember anything about this guy either lmAO i'm sorry but i'm immune to tieflings and bards and i'm not into theater

jan jansen: i can see why people like to bring him along, but i'm already playing a thief, imoen is already a thief/mage, i can't justify the thief oversaturation. pass. also his other thing is he's talkative, right? i unfortunately already have a guy dedicated to talking my ear off

keldorn: i always recruit this guy, and i'm always sad when i have to let him go to reconnect with his family ;_; but it's the right thing to do

korgan: i'm sorryyyy i can't tolerate chaotic evil in my party. pass

mazzy: i've never taken her, but i should! honestly i should swap minsc out for her

nalia: i've never been interested in taking her because, once again, thief/mage. oversaturated. pass

valygar: the last time i traveled with this guy was back in 2014, and i remember nothing about him?? i should bring him along again

yoshimo: thief, oversaturated, pass. i would say something about his "betrayal" but i'm not there yet in my current playthrough and don't remember anything about it from 2014. i'm sorry yoshimo... i must've found you so inconsequential

bonus, sarevok: ok i said no chaotic evil but he's the exception. i can fix him

#sovo answers

[wingsofescape]

Edwin Week 2023: Day 2: Purpose

In which Winry writes a letter to the person she misses. Set post-03 but pre-CoS.

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Ed,

I don’t really know what the purpose of this letter is, other than I have too many words to say and the person I want to say them to isn’t here. And if you’re wondering, yes, that’s you. Where the hell have you gone? How could you just disappear without a trace or an explanation? You’re a pain in the ass on a good day but this is a whole new level of fucking asshole douchebag behaviour.

And still, I want you to come back. There’s so much you’re missing out on. Gracia’s apple pie is still as delicious and she’s been teaching me the recipe. Elicia asks about you constantly. Rose is staying with us with her son. I know she thinks about you too. She blames herself, even though she won’t say it. So if you could come back, like, now, it’d be great.

I watch the seasons change. Spring has come and gone and summer is just around the corner. Al and I are going to the summer festival but I can’t help but think it’s not the same without you. You should be here. Why aren’t you here? Are you coming back?

I went to Central alone and saw you in every blonde boy with a braid. Hope rises and falls like a breath but I lose my breath for every person I think is you. It’s always disappointing when it’s not you.

I have to move on. Maybe you’re dead and never coming back. Maybe you’re stuck in some alternate dimension or been kidnapped by aliens (I swear, the things Sciezka will come up with). Maybe you decided you had enough of this life and wanted a new one. I have no idea and I’d give up all my limbs to have an explanation.

I wish you’d let me be there in your pain and your grief instead of shutting me out time after time. I know I can’t change the world or take away the things that haunt you, but I can’t help but think things could’ve been different if you’d given me more information. If you’d shared your pain instead of hoarding it like some dragon guarding gold.

You need people, Ed. Pain never eases by isolating yourself and waiting for alchemy, fate, time, to one day show up and make you better. You get through grief by living. By getting out of bed and opening the windows even when you’d rather shut the blinds. By being around the people who love you and care about you even when you’d rather be alone. Grief is a treacherous being that will make you think nobody understands and only you can get through it alone. And maybe people won’t understand. But let them try. Let them in. You might be surprised.

We want to be there for you. I want to be there for you. To give you hope, faith, and a new sense of purpose. To tell you that life is worth living, even though the people you have lost aren’t there anymore. How people never really die, but live on in the parts of your heart they have touched.

I hope you’re happy, wherever you are. But I also hope you will think of us, of me, and return home. You’ll always have a home here, even if you want to burn it down. I know I shouldn’t wait for you, but I can’t help but stand on my balcony every night and shine a light over the hills, praying for your return.

Come back, Ed. I miss you. Come home.

Your automail junkie,

Winry

@503week

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[my-head-is-an-animal]

The Sitter

Mycroft Holmes x Bethany Wheeler (OFC)

Story Masterlist

Chapter 18 - Sherrinford

Mycroft knew that if Eurus had escaped Sherrinford then the institution was no longer secure, and they couldn’t simply walk in. They would need to break in by any means necessary. He managed to commandeer a helicopter and found a boat sailing close by. Bethany’s eyes lit up as she made a suggestion, one that had Sherlock and John giggling like children, but if it got them in, then he would do it. For her.

He’d communicated with Sir Edwin, not trusting Lady Smallwood with the task of covering for him. When they called, they would be told that Mycroft was in hospital with little hope of pulling through.

The plan worked perfectly and the three of them were arrested with Sherlock posing as the guard. The Governor put the three of them in the holding cell and predictably sent the guard down to check on Eurus. Sherlock would finally meet his sister again.

‘I’m sparing your blushes because we’re supposed to be on the same side,’ he said sitting down. ‘And frankly, this is embarrassing.’

‘Oh. Doing a cavity search?’ Bethany asked, making John laugh. ‘I don’t think Mycroft would like that to happen to me.’

‘Miss Bethany Colbeck-‘

‘Wheeler. It’s Wheeler.’

‘Wheeler.’ The Governor corrected himself. ‘Mycroft Holmes’s girlfriend-‘

‘Friend.’

‘Not from what I hear. You’ll be upset then, to learn he’s in hospital. Little hope of pulling through.’

‘Right, where I left him then.’ Bethany smiled, confirming that Sir Edwin had in fact covered for them.

‘The true art of disguise, according to your famous friend is not being looked at,’ he moved on. ‘But I am looking at you, aren’t I Mr Holmes?’

‘Yes, you are.’ Mycroft enjoyed his performance as the sailor, but now it was time to bring it to an end.

‘But that is sort of the point, isn’t it?’ John turned to Bethany who smiled. Mycroft stood and began taking his disguise off. ‘See, you should have been looking at the guy you just gave your pass to.’

Mycroft revealed himself and smiled dramatically, making Bethany chuckle, that sound on it’s own made everything worth it. The Governor after getting red in the face, got him a fresh suit and Bethany helped him clean off the crap on his face.

‘That’s the trouble with uniforms and name badges,’ Mycroft said, adjusting his hair in the mirror. ‘People stop looking at faces. You’d be better off with clown outfits, at least they’d be satirically irrelevant.’

‘Oh, you’ll find the real landers on the North shore.’ John cut in. ‘Tied up with two others.’

‘Two others?’ The Governor confirmed.

‘Mm, well it was trial and error, we had to find the right waistband.’

Mycroft disliked what John was implying, but it was true, nonetheless.

‘This is insane. This is unnecessary.’

‘No, your security is compromised, and we don’t know who to trust.’

‘And that justifies dressing up?’

‘Yes, it does!’ Mycroft snapped, turning to face the Governor. ‘It justifies dressing up or any damn thing I say it does! Now, listen to me. For your own physical safety. Do not speak. Do not indulge in any non-verbal signal suggestive of internal thought. If the safety of my sister is compromised, if the security of my sister is compromised, if the incarceration of my sister is compromised, in short, if I find any indication my sister has left this island at any time, I swear to it, you will not!’ Mycroft felt the rage burning through his body, he had tunnel vision for a moment and could only focus on the Governor. ‘Say thank you to Miss Wheeler.’

‘Why?’

‘She talked me out of Lady Bracknell. This could have been very different.’ Mycroft explained, again making Bethany smile a little. ‘Are you in?’ He touched his earpiece.

‘Just arriving at the secure unit.’ Sherlock confirmed. ‘Explain.’

‘Prison within a prison.’ Mycroft said, placing his arms through his suit jacket that Bethany was kind enough to hold up for him. ‘Eurus must be allowed the strict minimum of human interaction.’

‘Why?’

‘Since you’re determined to meet her, you’re about to find out.’ Mycroft adjusted his suit and turned to Bethany, observing her dark eyes and taking what strength and courage he could from her radiant beauty. ‘Answer yes or no, has there ever been, against my express instructions, any attempt at a psychiatric evaluation of Eurus Holmes?’

‘Yes.’ The Governor answered.

‘I presume the tapes are in my office.’ Mycroft drawled.

‘Your office?’

‘Cast you mind back,’ he said leaving the holding cell. ‘It used to be yours.’

Mycroft led John and Bethany through the facility, keeping Bethany close at all times, he no longer cared for public image, they were in a hostile place and he would protect her at all costs.

They sat in what was the Governor’s office, now Mycroft’s and he played through the tapes of Eurus being evaluated. Bethany sat on the edge of the desk and got to work, she was there to pick on things that Mycroft missed and with the mood he was now in, it was very possible he would miss something important. The Governor just rolled his eyes at her playful nature.

‘You try telling her what to do.’ Mycroft grinned a little. ‘How do you think she got here?’

Mycroft requested silence while he tried to figure out what had happened during Eurus’s evaluation.

‘What is it?’ He asked. Bethany’s expression was off, she knew something but wasn’t saying it. ‘What did you see?’

‘I don’t know.’ She shook her head. ‘Something’s definitely not right though. Give me a moment.’

Mycroft held the silence for a few more minutes, observing the tapes the same way Bethany was, but her expression would change to something more frustrated on occasion. He decided to question the Governor when Bethany came up short, she could see something, but it was on the tip of her tongue, a fly in the ointment and she couldn’t quite grasp it.

‘Everyone we sent in there… it’s hard to describe,’ the Governor explained. ‘It’s like she…’

‘Recruited them.’ Mycroft filled in the blank, earning a quick glance from Bethany, but she still said nothing. John had decided to help her figure out what she was missing.

‘Enslaved them.’

‘She’s been capable of that since she was five. She’s an adult now. I warned you. I ordered you.’

The Governor just scoffed. ‘She’s clinically unique. We had to try.’

‘At what cost?’ Mycroft questioned, wanting to reach out and hold Bethany’s hand as it lay on the desk behind her. ‘What cost?... tell me the worst thing that has happened.’

‘She kept suggesting to Dr Taylor that he should kill his family.’ The Governor admitted. It earned him a look from Bethany, which Mycroft took great care in noticing.

‘And?’

‘He said it was like an ear worm, couldn’t get her out of his head.’

‘And?’

‘He left.’

‘And?’

‘Killed himself.’

‘And?’ Mycroft said in a much harsher tone.

‘His family.’

‘Jesus.’ Bethany breathed, standing up to pace for a moment. ‘Mycroft, I don’t know, I don’t know.’

Mycroft stood up, stopped her by the action alone. ‘Just breathe calmly. Refocus and try again.’

‘What’s she doing?’ The Governor asked curiously.

‘Fixing your mess.’ Mycroft snapped. ‘Bethany, sit down. Take a moment alone and refocus.’ Bethany surprisingly did as he asked. ‘I warned you explicitly.’ He turned his attention back to the Governor. ‘No one was to talk to her alone.’

‘You spoke to her.’

‘I know what I’m doing!’

‘You even brought her a visitor on Christmas Day.’ That got everyone’s attention.

‘I took a calculated risk.’

‘You gave her a Christmas present. Remember her Christmas present.’

‘I am aware of the dangers Eurus poses and equipped to deal with them.’

‘What dangers?’ John suddenly asked.

‘Eurus doesn’t just talk to people.’ Mycroft sighed. ‘She reprograms them. Anyone who spends time with her is automatically compromised.’

Bethany stood up and wandered closer to the screens.

‘I put my trust in you.’ Mycroft went on as John stepped outside for a moment. ‘My implicit trust as Governor of this institute.’

‘It’s obvious when it all started.’ The Governor seemed a little too cocky for Mycroft’s liking. ‘Well, she was never the same after that Christmas. It’s as if you woke her up.’

‘That is entirely beside the point, you had your orders and failed to act-‘

‘Listen to the tape.’ John said as he came back in.

‘It’s you.’ Bethany said, turning around to face them. ‘That’s your voice.’ She said, both she and Dr Watson were looking at the Governor and once again Mycroft was astounded he’d missed such a simple detail.

‘You said everyone that went in there was affected. Enslaved you said.’

‘So, just one question, if that’s your voice, who exactly is running this prison?’ Bethany folded her arms and her no nonsense face was one that even shook Mycroft to the core.

‘I’m sorry.’ The Governor said, standing up and bring out some kind of detonation button.

‘No, no, no.’ John tried to stop him.

‘I’m very sorry.’ The Governor clicked the button and the alarm sounded. Armed guard came in and surrounded the three of them and Mycroft had no idea what to do, they were no longer in control.

They were escorted out of the office and John had tried to make a break for it, but it was no use, he didn’t get very far and Bethany didn’t even try. They were taken down to Eurus’s cell and of course, she was no longer there. All four of them, plus the Governor were left alone.

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[cto10121]

Twilight Meta Review—Chapter 17-19

In which Billy Black does a last-minute cockblock, Charlie a last-minute dadblock, Edward continues to act like the slut he is, and Bella watches a vampire baseball game. Oh, and some non-vegetarian vampires arrive. One of them shows interest in her and Edward really lets his monster side out. Cue thriller plot. Spoilers

Chapter 17: Edward’s A Whore and Plays Vampire Baseball

Billy Black is back!!! I appreciate him a lot more now, though I’ve always liked his character. He was just being concerned for Bella.

His eyes flickered back to the porch, and then he leaned in to swiftly kiss me just under the edge of my jaw. My heart lurched frantically, and I, too, glanced toward the porch. Billy’s face was no longer impassive, and his hands clutched at the armrests of his chair.

Poor guy. Having to be witness to the vampire and his human girlfriend together—and right in front of his salad, at that. White people, Is2g

His eyes narrowed. “Maybe it’s none of my business, but I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“You’re right,” I agreed. “It is none of your business.”

Bella chose this moment to be savage!!! Man, poor Billy. On the other hand, Bella is beginning to show her fierce protectiveness when it comes to the people she loves. I remember she really wanted to tear into Sam when she thought he was harming Jacob, she was so angry.

Anyhoo, Charlie returns and Bella finally tells him that she is dating (ha) Edward.

“He’s too old for you,” he ranted.

“We’re both juniors,” I corrected, though he was more right than he dreamed.

“Wait…” He paused. “Which one is Edwin?”

CHARLIE THOUGHT BELLA WAS DATING EMMETT, I CAN’T. Emmett would have loved that. I guess he forgot or didn’t know about Emmett and Rosalie.

Anyhoo, Edward arrives and Charlie gives him the dad talk.

“So I hear you’re getting my girl to watch baseball.”

All right, movie, you get points for that. Billy Burke was great. The book doesn’t lean into that bit of social comedy, unfortunately.

“You smell so good in the rain,” he explained.

“In a good way, or in a bad way?” I asked cautiously.

He sighed. “Both, always both.”

Put a pin on that.

Anyway, they take Emmett’s monster Jeep but Edward plans to run the rest of the way. Bella balks, remembering how dizzy she got the first time. Edward persuades her otherwise in the most sluttish way possible.

He fought back a smile. Then he bent his head down and touched his cold lips softly to the hollow at the base of my throat.

“Are you still worried now?” he murmured against my skin.

Two words: Cut. Tease.

Then he took his face in his hands almost roughly, and kissed me in earnest, his unyielding lips moving against mine.

There was really no excuse for my behavior. Obviously I knew better by now.

No, no, no, no, NO, you will not blame yourself, Bella! This is all on this cock, right here. You do not tease a flesh-and-blood seventeen-year-old girl and kiss her like that. The real problematic(tm) shit of this series, I swear.

(Non-joking joking aside, it’s so nice to see Edward just letting loose like this. He’s beginning to act more like the age he is frozen at, clearly. I approve).

“Damn it, Bella!” he broke off, gasping. “You’ll be the death of me, I swear you will.”

You’re a fucking whore, Edward. Own it and be proud.

So of course Bella gets miffed that Edward gets miffed, but Edward, it turns out, isn’t angry at her.

He put his hands carefully on both sides of my face. “I infuriate myself,” he said gently. “The way I can’t seem to keep from putting you in danger. My very existence puts you at risk. Sometimes I truly hate myself. I should be stronger, I should be able to—”

I placed my hand over his mouth. “Don’t.”

He took my hand, moving it from his lips, but holding it to his face.

“I love you,” he said. “It’s a poor excuse for what I’m doing, but it’s still true.”

Page 366, with less than a third to go. Not that it really needed to be said—that is a mark of a good romance, that you don’t have to—but the employment of the phrase can still be powerful and meaningful. “You are my life now” is still Edward’s true declaration, but this is well-positioned too.

Anyhoo, time for vampire baseball! The movie of course made it all try hard and corny (they even had uniforms! Ew, no). But it seems the Cullens are just in their regular clothes—Bella mentions they don’t even have gloves. All in all, a very casual outing. They even “razzed each other like any street ballplayers.” Would have liked to have seen that properly onscreen. But fun time is quickly over.

Chapter 18: Non-Vegan Vampires and Bella’s Smart Plan

James, Victoria, and Laurent arrive! Here is where the Twilight antis call the actual plot starting. Lol. No, this is merely the latest obstacle to Bella and Edward’s love story. The internal conflict has been (mostly) resolved, which means it’s time for the external conflict to come into play.

Their gait was catlike, a walk that seemed constantly on the edge of a crouch. […] Without any seeming communication between them, they each straightened into a more casual, erect bearing.

Would have liked to have seen that on screen. The three actors for the wild vampires were fine, though, looked their parts and everything. I don’t recall if Laurent had a slight French accent in the movie, though.

Laurent seemed to catch my scent less powerfully than James, but awareness now dawned on his face.

“You brought a snack?” he asked, his expression incredulous as he took an involuntary step forward.

Nobody:

No one:

Absolutely zilch:

Movie Twilight: *James exaggeratedly sniffs, Ahhs to a score swell* You brought a snack. 🤤

Anyhoo, Laurent manages to defuse the situation (of the “bad” vampires, he is clearly the best), but of course James is the actual leader and he has already made up his mind. Edward is beside himself in fury and fear.

“Listen to me, Alice. I saw his mind. Tracking is his passion, his obsession—and he wants her, Alice—her, specifically. He begins the hunt tonight.”

The metaphor is getting a little too obvious, isn’t it? Just bobbing up gently into text before sinking back down to subtext. But here is where Bella truly shines.

“Listen,” I pleaded. “You take me back.”

“No,” he interrupted.

I glared at him and continued. “You take me back. I tell my dad I want to go home to Phoenix. I pack my bags. We wait till this tracker is watching, and then we run. He’ll follow us and leave Charlie alone. Charlie won’t call the FBI on your family. Then you can take me any damned place you want.”

They stared at me, stunned.

“It’s not a bad idea, really.” Emmett’s surprise was definitely an insult.

Bella having zero brain cells, clearly. No thoughts in that wee lil’ head of hers. -.-

So yes, the plan is all Bella’s. I don’t even remember if the film gives her that credit or if it decided to screw over Stewart in this way as well. But it’s very interesting that it is Bella who has come up with the plan, not the others.

Emmett looked at me, insultingly surprised again. “Edward, listen to her,” he urged. “I think she’s right.”

“Yes, she is,” Alice agreed. […]

I tried to be persuasive. “Hang out here for a week—” I saw his expression in the mirror and amended “—a few days. Let Charlie see you haven’t kidnapped me, and lead this James in a wild-goose chase. Make sure he’s completely off my trail. Then come and meet me. Take a roundabout route, of course, and then Jasper and Alice can go home.”

I could see him beginning to consider it.

“Meet you where?”

“Phoenix.” Of course.

“No. He’ll hear that’s where you’re going,” he said impatiently.

“And you’ll make it look like that’s a ruse, obviously. He’ll know that we’ll know that he’s listening. He’ll never believe I’m actually going where I say I am going.”

“She’s diabolical,” Emmett chuckled.

Emmett and Bella being bros this early on warms the cockles of my cold, dead heart. Wonderful. And of course Bella’s plan is smart—too bad James is smarter and calls her bluff.

“Can you handle this?” he asked.

And graceful little Alice pulled back her lips in a horrific grimace and let loose with a guttural snarl that had me cowering against the seat in terror.

Alice is the best Part 39498483.

Chapter 19: Bella Goes For the Jugular

Bella sets her plan into motion and hits below the belt with Charlie.

“I do like him—that’s the problem. I can’t do this anymore! I can’t put down any more roots here! I don’t want to end up trapped in this stupid, boring town like Mom! I’m not going to make the same dumb mistake she did! I hate it—I can’t stay here another minute!”

His hand dropped from my arm like I’d electrocuted him. I turned away from his shocked, wounded face and headed for the door.

🥺 Poor Charlie. Bella is so crushed she can’t even drive. Did this scene even happen in the movie? I can’t even remember, but I doubt it. Would have been a great little drama.

“I was there, big deal. It didn’t bother the other two. Why did this James decide to kill me? There’re people all over the place, why me?”

He hesitated, thinking before he answered.

“I got a good look at his mind tonight,” he began in a low voice. “I’m not sure if there’s anything I could have done to avoid this, once he saw you. It is partially your fault.” His voice was wry. “If you didn’t smell so appallingly luscious, he might not have bothered. But when I defended you…well, that made it a lot worse. He’s not used to being thwarted, no matter how insignificant the object. He thinks of himself as a hunter and nothing else.”

Appallingly luscious. The Metaphor(tm) is getting a little more literal, n’est-ce pas?

Anyhoo, I like how Bella is only a great temptation to Edward and to literally no other vampire. James hunted her out of a challenge, Laurent decided to munch her in New Moon out of convenience, and…yeah, that’s pretty much it. Oh, and Jasper lost it because it was open blood and he’s still new to this diet. Victoria hunts Bella as payback.

Bella gets called a Mary Sue often, not without some reason, but for the most part she is a Mary Sue in the same way male protagonists like Harry Potter are—low-status normies who obtain high status in fantasy land. But of course, there is always trouble in paradise.

Anyway, Laurent has left apologetically, and Edward has asked Rosalie to trade clothes with Bella.

“Why should I?” she hissed. “What is she to me? Except a menace—a danger you’ve chosen to inflict on all of us.”

“Rose…” Emmett murmured, putting one hand on her shoulder. She shook it off.

But I was watching Edward carefully, knowing his temper, worried about his reaction.

He surprised me. He looked away from Rosalie as if she hadn’t spoken, as if she didn’t exist.

Very interesting. Edward seems to accept Rosalie’s recalcitrance here. Perhaps this is not the time to wrangle with Rosalie’s jealousy.

He caught me up in his iron grip, crushing me to him. He seemed unaware of his watching family as he pulled my face to his, lifting my feet off the floor. For the shortest second, his lips were icy and hard against mine. Then it was over. He set me down, still holding my face, his glorious eyes burning into mine.

His eyes went blank, curiously dead, as he turned away.

And they were gone.

We stood there, the others looking away from me as the tears streaked noiselessly down my face.

Romeo and Juliet: *popping up with a sad, sympathetic wave*

Bella and Edward are also very unhappy being apart. And if I’m not mistaken, there is also a hint of NewMoon!Edward.

“You’re wrong, you know,” he said quietly.

“What?” I gasped.

“I can feel what you’re feeling now—and you are worth it.”

“I’m not,” I mumbled. “If anything happens to them, it will be for nothing.”

“You’re wrong,” he repeated, smiling kindly at me.

I’m liking Jasper more and more in this rereading, and of course he really shines in Eclipse. Yet another character done dirty by the film adaptation.

#twilight #twilight meta #anti anti twilight #cristina reads #almost there #that last farewell kiss was so poignant

[winged-fool]

I’d like to ask for the summary of the very last episode of RNM. I feel very conflicted about it ending. I’ll miss a lot of things, including you live-blogging. I would also like to take the time to say I love your fics. ❤️

Hello my friends! To the first anon, thank you so much! I also have conflicting feelings about it ending, it's been a long journey! I too will miss live blogging and seeing everyone else's reactions and commentary, the comraderie has been one of my favorite things in this fandom (after I blocked everyone lmfao). I do hope to start writing again soon! Thank you 💙

To the second anon, I am happy to be of service to warn others off on whether or not to endure this nonsense. The full summary will be below the cut, but honestly if I had to give a quick answer to your question rn, there were infuriating things about it of course because it wouldn't be RNM without it but not the WORST thing ever?

As always, summary below!

Okay so the whole thing with Clyde honestly ended REAL quick, within the first 25 minutes of the ep lol basically he kidnapped Rosa, took her to Shevani to get her blood taken out because it contained important protein(? maybe??) that would be useful for reviving Shevani's daughter except joke's on her! He actually needed the blood to make a serum that would fix one of the broken pieces of the galactic map.

Meanwhile, Liz called Allie Myers to come to town to help her with the science since her memory has been deteriorating from the alien mist/drug. It was really fun to see her, Liz, and Kyle do some science stuff together to figure out how to stop Clyde. Which they did by making a serum that would put the mark of Ophicus back on him and when he went into the portal he got stuck and then disintegrated, good bye Clyde~!

After that, I forgot who but someone was like well what do we do now? And Michael's like, I've got an idea! Let's have a wedding! They literally only mention Alex dying once and it was in the beginning when someone was like Kyle took Alex back to Deep Sky to figure out what's wrong with him and then I guess he's better now??? Idek

This was the WORST part of the ep, but for some godforsaken reason Alex and Maria have a heart-to-heart right before the wedding. He was like aw Greg can't come but I'm glad I get to have one family member in you being here to support me and then to add insult to injury, they had her walk him down the aisle because the writers want us to connect malex and maria together forever and ever I guess. Sanders shows up and gives Michael a lovely encouraging speech before the wedding and gives him something of Nora's as his something old for the wedding, it was very sweet and touching

It cuts to the Pony where Michael gives a little cheesy speech and then starts singing Edwin McCain's I'll Be and it's a montage of the wedding. Michael and Alex look so happy and lovely it's honestly so wonderful, it made me teary-eyed. Alex decides to take Michael's last name "Alex Guerin" because he's never felt like a Manes man anyway and it was just PERFECT

When Tezca was dying at the end of last ep, she shared a memory with Isobel who then shares it with Max which basically says that Oasis is dying and as the savior he is the only one who can save the planet. So he and Liz sort of break up (except not really because 10 minutes max later they sort of get engaged as a promise I'll come back for you) because for some reason he's the only one that can go. Like Isobel and Michael don't even volunteer to help him lol Dallas decides to go too so it ends with them going into the portal to Oasis.

As for malex, their story ends with them driving out of Roswell in the truck that has Just Married on the back window and the traditional wedding stuff tied to the back. I'm sure they're just going on their honeymoon but I like to think they were just leaving and washing their hands of Roswell entirely haha

As for Kybel, they didn't really have much going on in the ep unfortunately. Their story ending with them cuddling under a blanket together and Kyle asking if he can do anything for her (I think because Max was leaving) and she was like no this is perfect. It was nice :)

And that's it! We are officially done with Roswell forever and it's a strange feeling. This show made me angry in so many ways but it's still strange to say goodbye to a show I've been watching since 2019.

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[irish-urn]

I would lovvvvvve to hear you talk more how the McDonalds taught the Venturi's to be around girls.

Also, Derek's little "you know it's not Halloween right?" Kills me. I don't think he has any romantic interest in Casey yet but I think he think she's cute and I think he hates that.

2) Derek definitely thinks she's cute, because that's just a fact. The boy doth protest too much, and he hates that he is living with a cute girl who drives him up the wall and apparently can't stand him which is kinda okay because he can't stand her either and even if he could stand her, he's not allowed to touch her anyways because his dad married her mom. Good job, George. Thanks for helping out the team.

Anyways. Your main question:

I don't even know if it's so much how to be around girls as it is, this is what it's like to be a girl. I mean, there are so many things about being a female that guys don't even think about; and vice versa! Of course, our society and history being what it is, there's a lot more information about being a dude and their woes and struggles, and a lot less fuss on girls' issues and difficulties.

So, they learn about delicate loads and how girls have to specially wash certain clothes; maybe they learn about how ridiculously expensive underwear and bras are for women and how that's super not fair — can you imagine the rant Casey would go on if Derek ever said something?

Imagine summertime: a heatwave and the guys all strip off their shirts and lie around, and Casey, Lizzie, and Nora have to explain to Marti that she can't run around shirtless because she's a girl, and Marti throws a tantrum, because last year she could; and once that is all sorted, Edwin overhears Nora complaining to Casey that she needs to change her bra again because it's sticking to her skin from the humidity. He never thought about that before. That kinda sucks, doesn't it? Does he pull on a shirt so they're not alone in their misery?

Imagine Lizzie getting her first period: we know how curious Edwin is; does he ask George what's happening and George awkwardly tries to explain? Does Derek walk into the kitchen for a snack and ends up listening because this sounds super weird and not what he learned about in school (he sorted listened; kinda); and then does Nora come home and hears the end of it and says, "Okay, that's not exactly how it works, and I'd better tell you since I don't want you thinking it's one thing when it's another;" and are they horrified? Does Edwin feel really bad for them; does Derek suddenly attribute every single one of Casey's emotional reactions to PMS? Do they accept the tampons and pads in the bathroom; do they completely ignore it like it's normal or do they read the packages (Edwin def does)?

(Do they have a basic understanding of the womens' cycles and does Derek avoid Casey during certain days of the month?)

Does Derek start paying closer attention to the way guys talk about girls; does he start hearing Casey complain about being cat-called; does he pay attention when Nora grumbles about a handy customer; is he disgusted when he sees a 40 year old man check out a 13-year-old Lizzie? Does he slowly start to understand what harassment is; and is he conflicted about what he should say, or if he should even say anything? Does he sit at the supper table one day and listen, slowly horrified, as Casey talks about how this teacher keeps touching her shoulder whenever she meets him for tutoring, but he's actually helping her grades improve significantly, and sure, she's fairly sure he keeps staring at her breasts, but his methods for solving trigonometry are really very brilliant, so she guesses she'll have to put up with it; and Nora nods and simply says, "Let me know when it gets too much;" as if this is normal, as if Casey should just deal with it.

Do they look at Marti and realize that she's a girl, that she's going to have to deal with the same things Nora, Casey, and Lizzie do; and is that what makes them start to change their behaviour?

I dunno, I just have a lot of questions. I may keep an eye out for it during my re-watch.

#asks #life with derek #tw: menstruation #tw: harassment #i dunno i just think it'd be really eye-opening for them

[icarus-n-flames]

So I’ve had this idea for a fanfic that 100% happened because I was scrolling on TikTok and the video I will link below popped up. At first I was very much “eh not the target audience because it’s not relevant to me” BUT THEN I REALIZED THAT CHARLES IS THOUGH. So I immediately scrolled back to watch it and take notes for his sake.

Anyway the fic would happen just the same; Charles is bored, possibly scrolling on a phone Crystal provided them using like a stylus or whatever. (Trust me when I tell you I doubt ghosts could touch an iPhone screen even if they focus really hard because I have seen alive people unable to touch on a touch screen) So then much like me he comes across that TikTok and for a moment he’s like swiping cuz eh not his thing, but it sticks in his brain all of a sudden. “I’m going to tell you the easiest way to tell if you have platonic or romantic feelings for someone” and, well, now he’s curious because hell is coming to mind and he hasn’t been able puzzle out exactly what Edwin is to him even in the last year or two.

He watches, attention rapt and potentially more studious than he has been his whole life. Charles has a moment where he considers how silly this is. They’re dead, it’s not like they’re able to get married. Right? Then he thinks about it and honestly, Edwin is old fashioned so maybe he’d want to and marriage isn’t always just a mortal thing he supposed…and there are other ghosts and beings that might steal Edwin’s heart. He does as she says, his overactive imagination sending him in a tailspin because he first imagines Edwin marrying Monty but it just doesn’t really feel right. Then he imagines cat king and the feeling that causes him makes him very quickly decided NO. One more try but honestly he’s in the bargaining stage of denial. He starts to wonder if maybe he just has a bit of internalized homophobia or something. Yeh totally…but then he thinks about it more and he thinks about Edwin confessing to someone at the alter with a blissful, happy expression and not one marred with fear. He sees his eyes shining with joyful, shed tears and when his voice catches it’s just not the same. He’s giving his heart to someone on the happiest day of his afterlife and promising them eternity in a safe, beautiful place and if Charles had any insides they’d be twisting themselves in knots.

….. and well that’s where I’ll stop for now. I’m still trying to find their voices so hey if anyone wants to wholesale yoink this idea pls just link me the fic cuz boy I need it now.

#dead boy detectives #charles rowland #charles/edwin #dbdshow #dbdshow spoilers #fanfic ideas #payneland #chedwin

[ribcagevalley]

the navy tide / long trip home

I arrived at the house on Hilltop Hill at around 5:00pm. The kind gentleman, Mr. Hawk, met me at the base of Hilltop Hill and escorted me up the winding path to the house door. He asked me questions about where I grew up, he asked about my daughter, he asked about Edward. I said oh Edward is dead and then my tongue curled like I had taken my teeth to a lemon wedge. Edward is dead, he is. It’s been almost a year but I’m getting used to saying it out loud still. Back home I didn’t talk to many people, I would talk to Joanne on my morning walk and the grocery store cashier in the evening and maybe Carol if she dropped by for a glass of wine before bed, but they already knew Edward was dead, so I didn’t make a habit of telling them. It's funny because I almost said “Edwin is dead” and that sounded right in my head, but at the last moment I changed “Edwin” to “Edward” because it occurred to me, I’ve never known an Edwin. Now I'm here, at the wooden table beside my twin bed. A twin bed! I haven’t had a twin bed since I was single in college, or maybe my first apartment in Harpfort had a twin bed, who’s to say, that was a long time ago. Anyways, Mr. Hawk unlocked the baby blue door to the house and gave me a little tour. He said I bought these appliances just a year ago and oh I just fixed the pipes and I think you’ll love this place and blah blah blah. He told me about how happy they were to have me in Hilltop, that I would be so happy here. He kept saying that “you’ll be so so happy here.” and I nodded a stiff little nod like shut the hell up and let me settle in. He told me that a man named Jonah is the lighthouse keeper but when Jonah is away he may ask me to go to the top of the lighthouse and turn the light on at night. I said well that’s all right, I knew coming to Hilltop I would have some duties. Mr. Hawk practically cut the rent in half for me. You see he’s Greta’s research assistant’s uncle. Greta knew that after Edward had died I needed somewhere to go, something to do with my hands so she said mom why don’t you go stay in Hilltop, it’s beautiful it’s by the water and you can do some work for Mr. Hawk and I said Greta that’s a great idea. So here I am. My eyelids are fluttering like Mexico-bound Monarchs. It's time to wrap myself up the navy flannel and call it a night. I’m hoping to go to the water tomorrow. April 5th 2002 The water is so beautiful here. It’s so different than the water I'm used to. It’s vast, dark and powerful. The waves pull into the shore like spinning tops, so chaotic and unpredictable. They break different every time, sometimes earlier, sometimes later. Sometimes they start off small then swell a few meters before breaking, they’ll grow big like navy giants that smack the sand, foamy and wet, then retreat. It feels like I'm being teased honestly, it’s a bit erotic I must say. I feel comfortable saying that because this is my private diary and no one ever has to know that I find the waves sexual in nature. They play with your expectations the way good lovers do, they look like they’re about to rise, tall and strong, then shrink, sputter to the shore. And when you least expect it, they reach heavenward, they graze the lowest, wispiest clouds and crash so hard that white bubbles go in every direction. You could be standing 10 meters back and still get a few droplets on the tip of your loafers. I haven’t been touched since Edward of course. Even before he died, he was sick for so long. He sat in that brown crushed velvet chair while I served him chicken noodle soup on a wooden tv tray. Sometimes he would reach for my hand and say, “Thank you baby” and I would think about that for days afterwards. He was so cold, both literally and figuratively, and I was so starved for romantic affection, or any affection for that matter. When the cold water splatters my ankle, just above my low-rise sock, it feels like Edward’s cold finger saying, “Thank you baby” April 8, 2002 Well last night Jonah was away. He and his family took the ferry into the mainland to visit his mother for the weekend. His wife is a nice woman she really is. I’ve never met her but on my third day here there was a firm knock at my door at 8:22 in the morning. I was making my morning coffee, a full pot, one for me and one for Edward, every morning. Then it comes over me like a wave from the sea and I think to myself well oh my! Edward is dead! And I leave the coffee cup out until the wisps of steam fall and the coffee sits still and cold on the kitchen table. Then I dump it down the sink, but only when I feel good and ready to do so. I digress, so I get this sturdy knock on my door, the knock of a confident person, I think to myself. The knock of a person that isn’t prone to hesitation and second guessing. So I open the baby blue door and there on the little hay welcome mat is basket of cookies, chocolate chip. They were wrapped in cellophane and a little square not was taped to the center of cling wrap messily. It read, “Welcome to Hilltop. Mrs. Jonah Lighthouse Attendant”. So that’s how I knew the cookies were from Jonah’s wife and that’s how I know she’s a stand-up gal. The cookies were chalky, dense, and near flavorless but it’s the gesture was enough to warm my weathered heart. Although I’ve never really seen Jonah, save for his inky shadow in the double rectangle windows at the top of the lighthouse every once in a while. Or when he lurks around Hilltop at night on his “walks”. As I lay in bed channel, unable to sleep, channel surfing, eyes glazed over, I'll catch his shadow slugging around outside my window. Dark and tall he walks laps around the island, slow and sulky. He is almost formless on these nightly walks, blurry at the edges and dark like midnight in Nevada. The only way I can tell him from his surroundings is the grainy edges of his figure. It looks like swarms of gnats in the shape of a man, fuzzy like a tv filled with static. He lumbers around, to calm his mind I suppose, to lull his body to sleep. Anyways, so last night I hiked the 1000 feet to the lighthouse in the pitch black. It was so quiet, just me and the bullfrogs singing their sweet baritone seaside chorus. The night seemed to fall around me on all sides, a void-like blanket. I found myself swimming through the darkness, my arms outstretched, wading through the deepest dingy night. The sky didn’t exist above me, it closed in on me on all sides. The only element of my surroundings that was not sky was the slippery mud under my brown soled hiking boots and I couldn’t even see it, I felt it like think waves of molasses, sputtering into my ankle socks every few steps. When I made it to the door of the lighthouse, I took the dull silver key from my pocket and shoved it clumsily into the door. It opened to a cold, hollow swirling staircase that I made my way up at a rather slow pace. I was quite tired from my trek so each step was laborious. My feet like red bricks, the same bricks that Edward used to build our back shed. I would bring him sweet iced tea as he shackled the bricks, building, creating. I will never forget the sound the bricks made when they collided, rock against rock. By the time I made it to the top of the lighthouse I had enough energy to turn the light on and that was about it. I collapsed against the enormous light, leaned my whole weight into it. I stared out at the water, it beckoned me as always. The waves pulling closer and closer to me, saying come in come in come in come home come home come home. I saw a blurry figure near the shore, Edward? My love? He had no identifiable features, but I felt this energy from him, this familiarity that I only had with sweet Edward. If I had had the energy to, I would have leapt over the lighthouse banister and crashed to the shore into the figure, into Edward. And we would have become one, washed away into the sea, one formless mass, one ball of pure energy.

April 12th 2002 I see Greta’s number light up on the green display of the landline. I ignore the call because I cannot find words lately. They bubble in my throat and then slink back down. I don’t have anyone to speak to really but lately I can’t even speak to myself. I think maybe my vocal cords have finally given up. I’ve reached my quota; I've said all that needs to be said. When I see Jonah outside the window at night now, I crack the window, try to bellow a greeting but there are no sounds, no words. I fear there will never be words again.

April 13th 2002 Edward was in the living room tonight. I felt him even though I could not see him. He caressed my left cheek and then the small of my back. This happened while I was washing a single bowl that I had dirtied with canned chicken noodle soup I had made for dinner. He turned me around so I faced away from the sink. Then I felt him all over, like my nerves were made of him. I leaned against the counter to get my bearings. From the living room I heard the familiar click of the record player and then Moon River wafted through the air. I floated toward the record player, fell into step with Edward. We danced and swayed to the sweet sound; the air smelt like the apple pie I would bake every Sunday when Greta was young. Greta, Edward and I would sit by the bay window and have a slice each, as the sun set, light slanting in through tree branches, shadows dancing on our faces. Then we would go for a drive around the county, I would roll down the window and let the air push my hair from face, let it fill my lungs. “Greta look at the cows!” Edward would slow as we passed farms, I would reach for Greta’s tiny hand in the backseat and ask her what sounds various animals made. Her little “Baaaaaaah” was so cute when we pulled to the side of the road at the sheep farm. I’m starting to think memory doesn’t exist, that it all happens at once, our whole lives. I’m caught up in the memory, I’m here with Edward, Edward is dead, Greta is a grown up, Greta is a baby, Edward is alive. It's all happening right now. Memories are vehicles, Edward and I are dancing in the living room. He floats through the window, back to the water, I watch the waves crash into the sand over and over and over. Wherever I’m goin’, I’m goin’ your way April 14, 2002 Edward never went where I couldn’t follow. Even when he died. Edward is dead? I feel him here in Hilltop. In this home. Edward is here! He has shown me he never left! I find myself glued to the window at all hours of the day. That night that Edward visited me and then disappeared into the sea he was telling me something without speaking. Neither Edward nor I can speak but we said so much. Wherever I’m goin’, I’ goin’ your way. Tonight, I will walk to the shore, into the water. The waves will crash against me. Lap against my ankles, then thighs, then chest, then then then. I am there with him, I am there with Edward. And Greta is there too. I let the waves swallow me whole and below the deep, dark, endless sea I find our living room. And I'll laugh! How silly I was! I though death the end of a line but now I know it’s a point on a circle. Like a wave it pulls back and crashes against the shore, over and over and over and over forever. I bake an apple pie and we each have a slice. Salty sea smell fills our noses and we move the needle on the record player. Dance on the beige carpet. END THE WIDOW’S LETTER TO HER DAUGHTER ON HER FINAL NIGHT EARTHSIDE (SWAN SONG) April 15th 2002 (3AM) Dear Greta, By the time you read this, I will be with Edward once more. I will have been long swallowed by the persistent tide, cleansed of worldly sadness, of worldly grief. I will have woken in the middle of the night, when the whole world is black and blue, like a tender bruise, pulsing and pained. I will have shed my baby pink nightgown, it will have fallen to the floor for the last time, silky and limp. I will feel Edward, he grabs my hand, guides me down the stairs. He Opens the front door, I let the cool night air touch my bare skin, the wispy gray hairs on my legs stand on end. By the time you’re reading this I will have walked the expanse from the front door to the shore’s edge and I will have looked up at this sky one last time, the next time I see the sky it won’t be this one, it’ll be a mirror and the stars will tell me secrets that only they know. And Edward will be by my side. By the time you’re reading this the Hilltop House will be empty, a soft breeze will stir the white chiffon curtains and they’ll dance like ghosts. Jonah will walk the perimeter of the house and he will stop for a second, aware of a slight shift of energy, a missing presence, an empty house, then, in an instant, he’ll continue his nightly drudge. By the time you’re reading this Edward and I will be one with the pulse. The cycle continues, time a flat circle, the waves slap the shore over and over and over again. Forever. And Edward and I dance in the living room, one of the infinite times we will do this. Wherever you’re goin, I’m goin that way END AGAIN THANK YOU FOR READING

[thelittlethings66]

CDC

As we all follow Rick through the doors weapons up it is so quiet and I start to think that this is a bad idea. There is no one around. That something has happened.

'Hello!' Rick shouts. 'Anyone infected?'. A man shouts back appearing from round a corner. 'Why are you here what do you want'. He asks. 'Just a chance'. Rick replies. 'That's asking a lot these days'. 'I know'. He stands there thinking. 'You all submit to a blood test that's the price of admission'. He replies. 'We can do that'. Rick replies. 'You got stuff you can bring in? Once that door closes it stays closed'. 'Rick Grimes'. 'Dr Edwin Jenner.' The men shake hands as we walk into a lift. As we walk through the building there are still no people anywhere. He leads us to a big room full of computers and equipment. 'Where is everybody? The other doctors?'. Rick asks. 'It's just me here, I'm all that's left, sorry.' He says solemnly.

'Keep drinking Glenn I wanna see how red your face can get.' Daryl says as we all sit around eating and drinking. Glenn laughs and takes a sip of beer. As I sit there I notice Rick looking at the doctor as he is staying very quiet . 'You not drinking?'. Daryl says as he sits next to me. 'I've had a beer, just don't wanna be sick in the morning, after eating all this food'. 'Smart'. 'Plus I don't think this place will last very long'. 'Maybe, but I'm drinking while I can, booyah!'. He shouts everyone joining in. 'Are you even legal to drink? Asks Rick from across the table. 'Says the man who just gave wine to a ten year old'. 'Fair enough'. He laughs. 'And yes I am as of a month ago.' 'So when you gonna tell us what the hell happened here doc?' Shane asks. Changing the mood. 'There's no need to do this now Shane we are celebrating'. Rick says. 'I thought this was why we were here right? This was all your idea man.' 'When things got bad people just left, bolted, or some opted out.' Jenner replies. Why didn't you leave?' I ask. 'I just kept working, hoping something would change, get better.'' It didn't'. So it's just me left'.

As I stand in the hot shower I am still thinking something isn't right here, Jenner is hiding something. I then realise that I am crying I haven't cried at all yet I think I needed it. So I just stand there feeling numb and let it all out.

On my way back to my little room I notice Lori in the corridor looking upset. She spots me then runs into her room shutting the door. Shane then appears. 'Hey blondie, you wanna drink?'. 'No thanks I'm good'. He sips his drink and walks slowly towards me eyes staring. 'Are you sure? We could have some fun'. 'Let me past'. He starts grabbing my neck, and pushing me against a wall. I freeze. 'Hey!' Daryl shouts as he pushes Shane away whilst swearing at him and onto the ground kicking him in the stomach. He leads me away and into my room leaving Shane on the floor. 'You alright, he better not of touched ya'. 'No nothing like that I'm fine'. He realises he his holding my hand so let's go and looks at the floor. 'I thought you woulda punched him'. I smile. 'I'm sure I will have another chance.' 'Yeah probably'. 'You need a shower'. I say. 'Hmmm'. 'Thankyou Daryl'. I say as he walks away with a slight smile.

I wake up the next morning feeling tired after a night of interrupted sleep. I decide to go and get some breakfast. 'Don't ever ever ever let me drink again.' Glenn moans as a walk into the kitchen. 'Morning Glenn feeling good I see.' 'Stop..talking..please.' As he rests his head on the table. T'Dog hands me a plate of food. 'Oh thanks T'. He smiles as he sits down. I notice Shane has scratches on his neck and look between him and Lori she notices and stays looking at her plate of food.

Jenner walks us back into the room with the computers. He explains how the virus effects the brain, the science behind everything how he has tried to help. 'Is that what happened to Jim?' Sophia asks her mum Carol. 'Yes'. She replies. 'You have no idea what it is do you?' Andrea asks. 'It could be a lot of things but trying to figure that out is the hard part'. 'I have been in the dark for over a month'. 'Man I gonna get shit faced drunk again'. Daryl says. 'The clock on the wall is counting down to something, what happens at zero?'. Dale asks. ' The basement generators run out of fuel'. 'An then? Jenner walks off. 'VI what happens when the power runs out? Rick asks the computer. 'When the power runs out facility wide decontamination will occur'. 'Get your things everyone we are getting out of here NOW!' Says Rick. But suddenly the doors close. 'He just locked us in!' Glenn shouts. 'Jenner open that door now'. Rick demands. 'There's no point everything has locked down you won't be able to get out the building in time'. He replies and he sits down with a bottle in his hand.

It turns out that the building is set to explode. And Jenner eventually opens the doors and lets us out. Jacqui decides to stay behind. As we all run out Daryl grabs my hand and pulls me with him. Carol tells Rick's that she has a grenade that she found in her bag and hands it to him. We all hide while Rick sets it off by a window. As we run out Daryl still holding my hand we jump in his truck just in time as there is a big explosion and the ground shakes and I can feel the heat from the flames of the building. 'You alright?' Daryl asks. 'Ash?'' Um yeah I'm fine'. 'Are you?' 'Yeah, just about'. ' I guess you won't be getting shit faced again.' 'Nah, maybe tomorrow'. He says as he starts the engine and we all drive off, to where we don't know yet.

#thewalkingdead daryldixon rick grimes

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Hi! my name is emily, I'm 23 she/they

Capricorn, bisexual, non-binary, autistic, and I have fibromyalgia ✌🏻 overall just a fun time y'know.

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Spencer Reid x Reader fics

Hypothetically**~ Ao3 | Tumblr -- 27 chapters, complete. 89k

reader and Spencer were friends in kindergarten, she watched him grow up and explore the world while she was still trying to catch up to him. now that they work together, they fall in love incredibly fast.

friends to lovers, case of the week style story

touch me**~ Ao3 | Tumblr 5.8k

Spencer is incredibly touch-starved and hard on himself since coming home from prison. Luckily, the medical examiner in this small town is really good at reading people, and exactly what he needs.

amethyst you so much P1 Ao3 | Tumblr 6.4k

Spencer has had a crush on Y/N since she started working at the bau. She only ever works the night shift after a case, handling all the aftermath gracefully. one night, Spencer stays back and they strike up a conversation about rocks, causing their feelings to dig a little deeper.

of quartz i will P2** Ao3 | Tumblr 6K

after 2 years of dating, Spencer decides it's finally time to get Y/N something to match her Amethyst bracelet.

Amoreena**~ Ao3 | Tumblr Completed 83k

Heaven is a real place and it's located exactly 14.6 miles away from the FBI, Quantico Headquarters. Off behind a small park, under a fantastical willow tree surrounded by wildflowers, in every colour young minds can imagine.

Don't forget, heaven also comes with angels.

Seven* Tumblr WIP

Summary: Spencer’s been married to Y/N for 7 years now, they have 7 children together and each one is going through something different. Spencer’s always wanted to be the best dad, now he gets to figure out how to be.

the guy at the rock show Ao3 | Tumblr 5.6K

Y/N lost their parents when they were 17, finding a new home and solace in Penelope Garcia and taking the Garcia name. They're the top forensic specialist in D.C, in a band and they drive a motorcycle... not to mention they are madly in love with the cute doctor who works with their sister.

journey to Camelot** Ao3 | Tumblr 3.8K

When Penelope introduces Spencer to online games, he expects to be spending his nights alone. Yet, somehow every time he comes back from a bad case, he logs on to chat with the ever so lovely user FairlyGwen and getting a lot more than just a helpful tip from her.

Exploration** Ao3 | Tumblr 4.7K

request: season1/2 spencer walking in on reader while she's watching porn in their shared hotel room

Expedition** Tumblr 1.2K

Summary: there's a first time for everything... including joining the mile high club with your boyfriend on the work jet.

10 Days Ao3 | Tumblr 1.4K

it's spencer's first father's day and he's extremely emotional about the little love of his life that he's only just met. he spends the day with his baby, Edwin, and his wife, crying and happy about how wonderful new little lives are.

ain't it fun?** Ao3 | Tumblr Masterlist 11K

reader just needs an NA meeting before they have a meltdown, they end up with the best friend they could ever make.

I'm not kidding!** Tumblr 6K

Spencer keeps getting little notes from a secret admirer, they're nice and sweet at first as they tease him with their crush until she's sending him notes about all the dirty things she wants to do to him

Perfect Timing** Tumblr 1K

spencer and reader have been spending the last month together in the same hotel room during a pretty brutal case. tension has been rising and she's completely in love with him.

what happens when they both think the other won't be back for a while and they want to shower?

Redamancy** Tumblr 5.4K

the co-op librarian at the FBI Academy has been secretly crushing on the smartest agent in the Bureau, TA, Doctor Spencer Reid, and he's been crushing on her too.

Being Neighbourly** Tumblr 1.9K

Request: reader is Spencers neighbour and she can hear him masturbating every night that he's home how do you have her deal with that?

Professional Hair Dresser (Ph.D)** Tumblr 6.4K

summary: after Spencer's knee injury, he starts visiting a salon every week to get his hair washed

36 Questions to Fall in Love Tumblr 8K

Summary: When Derek bets Spencer that he cant make someone fall in love with him in a week, he doesn’t expect Spencer to marry the girl the next day

New Romantics** Tumblr 23k

Summary: She needs help studying for her Case Exercises at the Academy, He needs a date for the annual Banquet... they just so happen to be neighbours who aren't afraid to lend a helping hand, or in this case, a helping kiss.

Million Dollar Man** | Tumblr WIP 5k so far

summary: Spencer's therapist recommended he branch out and meet new people who don't want to talk about his work... she didn't expect him to sign up for a Sugar Daddy website.

Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea** | Y/N version | 1-4, 5-9, Epilogue 25.6k

Summary: Fix-it-fic: Dr. Y/L/N and Savannah Hayes have been best friends since their medical internship at Bethesda General. When she receives a frantic call that Derek's best friend is being transferred to the prison she works at, an unlikely friendship bubbles.

Eventually falling head over heels for the innocent man.

Warnings: Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Prison, Prison Violence, Assault, Blood, Depression, Murder, Self-Hatred, Hurt Spencer Reid, Canon-Typical Violence, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Drug Addiction, References to Drugs, Drug Use, Idiots in Love, Mutual Pining, Romantic Tension, Forbidden Love, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Strangers to Lovers, Requited Love, Falling In Love, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, past abusive relationship, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault

Spencer x Ethan

Ruin it.** Tumblr 5.4K

Summary: Spencer never had sleepovers as a kid, so now that he's an adult he's always sleeping over at Ethan's house, ad he'll take any excuse to crawl into bed beside him.

Warnings: mutual pining, love concessions, blowjobs, handjobs, anal sex (both top and bottom spencer in this), childhood friends to lovers

400 Celebration fics

Reid Me Tumblr 2.5K

Spencer has noticed a beautiful woman at a spirituality booth at the farmers market every Saturday for almost a whole year now. he finally asks her to give him a reading.

mystery of love Tumblr 700

Spencer surprises his wife with a trip to Italy.

Spy Kids Tumblr 900

Spencer and Y/N's kids think that they are secretly spies and request a mission story before bed.

a father's greatest weakness Tumblr 1K

Princess Y/N is betrothed to the Viking king in an effort by her father to keep the peace between their countries, he doesn't expect her to join in the fight to free Scottland.

Luke x Reader

Best Dad Ever 2.8K

Request: angst with a happy ending, reader and luke have been divorced for a few years but have a child, she tries and tries to fall out of love with him but he's around so often that she can't

Spencer x OC

Sugar Honey Ice Tea** Ao3 | WIP 9/10 chapters complete 25.6K

Fix-it-fic: Dr. Beth Pattinson and Savannah Hayes have been best friends since their medical internship at Bethesda General. When she receives a frantic call that Derek's best friend is being transferred to the prison she works at, an unlikely friendship bubbles.

Eventually falling head over heels for the innocent man.

Intro to Criminal Minds: Why They Did It Ao3 | Tumblr WIP 6K+

Spencer is teaching a 7-week seminar on the most interesting criminal cases, explaining their actions to understand why they took place. Only, not everyone in the audience is a student.

Criminal Minds x Mindhunter AU

Spencer x OC Peggy Carr

Franklin x Reader

Voulez-Vouz** | 3.2k

Summary: in a small town, everyone knows each other… or at least they think they do.

Warnings: porn with plot, smut, Dom reader, Sub!Perv!franklin, making out, teasing, face sitting, oral (female and male), hand jobs, overstimulation, prostate message, multiple orgasms, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, let me know if I forgot anything.

Chip x Reader

forever is the sweetest con** | 6.2K

Summary: Reader’s dad is a carpenter; sometimes he takes on apprentices and sometimes, if they’re lucky, they get his daughter’s number at the end of their training. Chip Taylor, however, hits the jackpot when her father invites him over for one of her homecooked meals.

Warnings: reader’s mom passed away, mentions of parental death, strangers to lovers, random acts of kindness, mutual pining, falling in love, steamy make-outs, oral sex (male and female receiving), fingering, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, sub!chip, food mentions, praise, love confessions.

Raymond x Reader

Alone Together ** | 2.4K

Summary: Raymond moves into a haunted house and ends up sleeping with the ghost who lives there... only he doesn't know that when you fuck a ghost you also become one.

Warnings: details of suicide and murder, blowjobs, pegging, bottom!raymond, top!reader, becoming a ghost, major character death.

Star Trek Masterlist

Star Wars fix it fic

Supernatural masterlist

thanks for all the love, as always,

-Emily <3

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