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brightmalcolm · 6 months
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prodigal son + spookiest episodes [insp]
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phantomstatistician · 1 month
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Fandom: Prodigal Son
Character: Martin Whitly
Sample Size: 255 stories
Source: AO3
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opportunityarose · 5 months
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Prodigal Son | Season 2 Episode 8 | Ouroboros
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Why did you pretend no one was on the phone earlier? (2x10 // 2x13)
Bonus:
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kat-rose-griffith · 3 months
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Rewatching Prodigal Son and being able to appreciate Vivian Capshaw as a character and as Martins karma a lot more knowing that Malcolm is going to be (relatively) okay by the end
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eddysocs · 2 years
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Angel Of Mercy (Vivian Capshaw x OC)
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Summary: Cat wakes up somewhere unfamiliar with no recollection of how she got there, and at the sight of a familiar face there with her, only more questions arise.
Word Count: 1,013
Warnings: Mention of car accident, injury/wound care, blood, IV, restraints, drugged character, Vivian is a trained doctor but also a psycho
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Cat Stone woke, albeit dazed, to a cold, clinical looking room. "Good morning, sweetness, it’s nice to see you awake."
"Viv—" she began, but was met with a finger to her lips, as Vivian Capshaw came into blurry view before her.
"Talking would be a waste of your energy. You have to heal."
"H—heal?"
"You don’t listen well, do you? You have some very nasty cuts. You were lucky I was there to stitch you up." Cat's brow furrowed in confusion. "Don't you remember your accident," she asked, but didn’t bother giving Cat the time to answer. "It’s probably the pain meds. They can mess with your head a bit, I'm afraid."
She did feel sort of woozy as she tried to recall the accident Vivian said she’d had. Nothing was clear in her muddled head, but she saw flashes of bright colors, things moving too fast. Someone had run her off the road. Was that right?
Cat tried to raise her arm, only to be met with resistance. She looked down to her wrist, her eyes slowly able to bring it into focus a padded cuff holding her to the table. She was restrained. Why? Had it been necessary? Fuck, why couldn’t she remember anything?
"Hold still for me," Vivian interrupted her train of thought. "I have to change your dressings." Cat felt a taped on patch being lifted from the skin just above her hip, though it did not hurt her, she felt the pull as the adhesive separated from her skin.
Vivian looked disapprovingly at the wound. "Still bleeding," she informed, though it didn’t sound as if she were saying it for Cat's benefit. Cat's head still felt fuzzy, but her vision was beginning to clear, as she took in the sight of fresh blood on the tip of Vivian's index finger. Her blood.
Vivian put the bloody finger against Cat's stomach, just above her belly button and drew a heart around it. She then bent down to place a kiss in the center of the crudely drawn heart. "Vivian, what are you—"
"Didn’t I tell you to be quiet? How are you supposed to heal if you keep moving and talking? That’s why I had to restrain you. You won’t heal if you fight the meds." As she spoke, Vivian went about recovering Cat's still bleeding wound. "You’ll be under my watch twenty four hours. I’ll see that you’re back to normal as long as you behave. Can you do that for me?"
When Cat didn’t respond right away, Vivian entered her vision, forcing her to look her in the eyes. "Do you understand," Vivian rephrased, waiting for confirmation.
"Yes," Cat choked out. She hadn’t known Vivian for very long, but she was beginning to distrust her. Something about the glint in Vivian's eye was alarming to her. She tried to focus on recalling the accident. She’d been driving home. A black car started to follow her. Something expensive, though Cat couldn’t quite recall the brand of the vehicle. She lightly shook her head, disorienting herself for a moment until her eyes stopped making the room spin. What else wasn’t she remembering?
"You should sleep," Vivian sweetly urged. But sleep was the last thing Cat wanted to do. Despite her swimming head, she wanted answers. What had happened, and how had Vivian gotten her to where she was? And where exactly was she? It didn’t look like a proper hospital, nor did it smell like one.
Too many questions spun around in her drugged out brain. She had to focus on the accident again. The black car had been gaining on her. Cat had sped up. She thought about pulling over, but she hadn’t. The car's windows had been tinted, she couldn’t see the driver. She’d been looking in her rear view mirror to try and make out their face when she came upon a curve. She was going too fast. And then the crash.
While her body didn’t fully feel it, the memory of the impact sent a shock wave through Cat. Vivian noticed that she was distressed and went over to adjust her IV drip. "No. No more meds," Cat protested weakly. She had trouble enough trying to think clearly as it was.
"You're upset," Vivian countered, "and you need rest." Unable to reach her IV to rip it out, Cat struggled fruitlessly as Vivian turned up the drip. Cat's mind reeled. She knew it wouldn’t be long until the drugs took her over completely again. She needed to remember. Vivian turned to smile at Cat, content that she would no longer be fighting her recovery now that she’d upped her dosage.
It was in that smile that the final piece of the puzzle was put in place. She wasn’t at a hospital. No paramedics came to the scene of the crash. But Vivian had. Vivian was there for all of it. She’d been the one to pull her from the car. Glass had been stuck in her abdomen and pressed further when she was moved. She’d hit her head, or she thought she had. She must have. But she remembered being laid in the back seat of that same black car that had followed her. Vivian. Vivian had run her off the road. And then she rescued her. But why?
Cat struggled once more against her restraints, hoping to loosen just one before the fight in her body gave over to the medication. "Shh, hush, darling," Vivian soothed. "You can rest soon, okay," she assured, brushing her thumb over Cat's forehead while pushing some of her hair off her face. "Don't fight it. Sleep. I’ll still be here the next time you wake."
Cat willed herself to keep thrashing, but her body was fighting her own will to break free. Her limbs felt heavy, and it was becoming more difficult to move them. Her movements eventually ceased as she lost the strength to keep battling. With what little energy she had left in her, Cat asked, "Why?"
"Because, my love, you needed to be saved."
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Cat Stone: @borg-queer, @sintember, @ghostsunderstoodmysoul
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whats-a-terrarium · 7 months
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Prodigal Son Secret Santa Sign-Ups
Reminder that you have until 11:59pm EST on October 1st to sign up for Prodigal Son Secret Santa! Participants can create fanart, fanfic, gifsets, fanmixes, moodboards, etc, anything you can think of!
Fill out the form if you'd like to participate. You will be assigned your recipient before October 5th and you will have between December 20th and January 1st to post your gift. Extra gifts can be posted through the whole month of January.
Please fill out the form in as much detail as possible to help give your recipient ideas! Please be respectful of the things your recipient lists that they do/do not want to receive. If you have any questions or concerns about your assignment, please DM me as soon as possible.
Everyone who signs up will be asked if they would like to receive extra gifts, if you say yes, your responses to the form will be shown not just to your secret santa, but to all other participants. All participants will be sent a sheet with the responses of participants who would like to receive extra gifts. If you would like to create an extra gift--- for a friend, for a mutual, for a total stranger who happens to like the same characters as you--- feel free!
If you post your gift on tumblr, please tag your recipient and tag #psonsecretsanta23
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Send me an ask or a DM if you have any questions! Note: we have a participant who is interested in receiving Malcolm x Reader content, and currently do not have anyone who seems interested in filling that niche! Please let me know if this is something you'd be interested in creating!
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noirxxholic · 2 years
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Hello! Really love your blog!! wanted to ask u if you had any other favorite toxic codependent m/f ships apart from gretchen/archie.
Hello! Thank you so much! This was such a fun list to make!
Hannibal/Clarice -- The Silence of the Lambs/Hannibal: I mean, this is the obvious one, right? In many ways Archie/Gretchen is just a gender swapped version of Hannibal/Clarice (which gives me hope -- if Hannibal and Clarice can run away together in the end, so could Archie and Gretchen!)
Martin Whitly/Vivian Capshaw -- Prodigal Son: God I wish they had done more with these two. She only arrives in the back half of Season 2 and they SUPER rushed their storyline and then the show got canceled. There were so many possibilities! Enough that I actually wrote a quick fic, which I almost never do for non-Beauty Killer stuff. Here it is!
Sweeney Todd/Mrs. Lovett -- Sweeney Todd: I don't mind the movie, but I so so so recommend watching the original Angela Lansbury production. There are a couple versions on youtube, none of them are very high quality but for me it was worth it. This is the best one I could find right now. I like this production because, whereas the movie goths everyone out, in this they all just look like totally normal people, which I think makes it more interesting and more creepy. Plus, you know, having grown up knowing Angela Lansbury as Mrs. Potts, it's so much fun to see her originate such a fucked up role.
Lord Asriel/Mrs. Coulter -- His Dark Materials. Honestly I don't really know what these two have going on, since we get to know a very limited amount about them, but whatever it is, I love it. That part where they're kissing but his daemon like has its CLAWS in hers and hers is just like spaced out in love? And obviously the, you know, suicide pact of diving into the abyss to kill the angel or whatever it was. Not even necessarily suicide cause it's implied that like, their ghosts are gonna keep falling together forever? FUCK. (I've heard that the new books explain more about them, but I've also heard that the explanations kind of retcon some of their development from the original trilogy, so I'm opting out of that).
Gaius Baltar/Caprica-Six -- Battlestar Galactica: Okay I have actually never made it through the series and I have no idea what happens later on. But I keep on trying and making it through the first season or so over and over, EXCLUSIVELY because of this couple. He essentially betrays his entire SPECIES for her. She demands that he "repent" and follow her God. She's tall and gorgeous, he's a dark-haired weasely guy. Also she spends most of the season existing only as a hallucination. They're perfect. Also I need to share my favorite promo image of all time.
Macbeth/Lady Macbeth -- Macbeth: For some reason I never had to read this in school and only discovered it by chance recently. I feel so silly for being so impressed, like, yes, it's Shakespeare, everyone already knows it's good, but IT'S SO GOOD?? There are quite a few complete productions available on youtube. Here's the one that was recommended to me, it's the only full play version I've watched but it's awesome. I also tried watching this opera, which is just very bizarre but you should at least watch this scene cause it's sexy.
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altarwaiting · 2 years
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Make me choose: @friendly-jester​ asked Prodigal Son or Supernatural?
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littlehobbit13 · 3 years
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None of you care, if my father lives or dies.
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thewhumpyrabbit · 3 years
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brightmalcolm · 1 year
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Prodigal Son + PANTONE colors | insp
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invisibleicewands · 2 years
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“You’re safe now.” - Prodigal Son S02E12 #143
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This is what he does, Malcolm. He draws people in, gains their trust, makes them love him. And then, when he has all the power—
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eddysocs · 2 years
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Introducing: Cat Stone
Fandom: Prodigal Son
Face Claim: Samara Weaving
Full Name: Cat Sandra Stone
Nickname/Alias/Pet Names: Kitty Cat
Age: 27
Myers Briggs Type: ESTJ
Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw
Love Interest: Vivian Capshaw
Collections: Locks Of Hair
Style/Clothing: Cat likes to turn heads with her fashion. Men want her, women envy her and Cat soaks it all up. Sophisticated with just a touch of sexy.
Signature Quote: "You think you know me. Not quite."
Plot Summary: After the ordeal with Martin, Vivian goes on the run. Along the way, she crosses paths with Cat, who gets twisted up in her escape plan, quite willingly, unbeknownst to Vivian. She’s heard about The Surgeon’s escape and Vivian’s hand in it. As they go into hiding together, it’s a battle of wits and wills to find out just which one of them has the upper hand.
Forever Tag: @arrthurpendragon, @borg-queer, @antonybridgertons, @foxesandmagic, @connietheecunning, @chickensarentcheap
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diver5ion · 3 years
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