and how these small things make up how wonderful a character she is and what she looks like in his eyes

SDCC 2017 Rebecca Sugar interview

Rewind and Pause interviewed Rebecca Sugar in this fifteen-minute interview. Here’s a sorta-transcript–not word for word, but basically what the questions are and how she answered, paraphrased.

Question: A lot of the show’s symbolism is inspired by Utena. Can you discuss that show’s influence?

Rebecca: When I was a teen, that show was an epiphany for me! It plays with the semiotics of gender and I was a bisexual teen relating to it in a way I’d never related to anything before. The show is beautiful and I love that she decides she wants to BE a prince after being saved by a prince. And it’s also funny. It’s so extreme that it’s funny, and that was a huge influence on me as well, that something could be so dramatic and so beautiful but also wacky. It’s so extreme that it’s powerful at the same time as being funny. I got to see the origins and see Guys and Dolls at the Takarazuka Theater when I visited Japan. Osamu Tezuka grew up in that town! You know, Princess Knight, which has everything to do with Utena. I got to see some of the roots there and it was a big influence. Amazing.

Question: Another influence, especially lately, you can draw comparisons between Steven’s miracles and Christ figures. Are you exploring this, and potentially modernizing that allegory, with different kinds of love?

Rebecca: We’re inspired by every voice that has ever spoken about peace. I think–I’ve been reading about Hillel the Elder and how he said “If I’m not for myself, then who will be for me?” The gentleness with which he approached everything is really inspiring to me. I think that I’m very influenced by my Jewish upbringing. I’m half Jewish and was raised Jewish. I’ve felt the feeling of belonging but not belonging. I’ve been moved by this incredible history and this wonderful community that I wanted to understand and be a part of. That’s all been a big influence on the show as well. It was all about growing up with my brother, and that was a big part of my life. There’s a lot of spiritualism in the show.

Question: I wanna ask you about the color symbolism? And I’d be remiss if I didn’t say thank you for showing our community on TV. About Steven: His Gem is pink, his shield is pink, his sword is pink, his shoes are pink! It subverts the tropes of a traditional male hero. Was that intentional?

Rebecca: Oh, it’s COMPLETELY intentional. Yeah, I think one of the things I wanted to do as I went into the show was address how intensely gendered shows for children are and dissolve that. That was my first goal. And I think it came in large part because as a little kid I always gravitated toward boys’ shows, and I felt extremely guilty about that. And I don’t think my child self should have had to feel bad, but I understood “this is not really for me.” So as we went into this, I wanted NO ONE to have to feel that. I wanted everyone who wanted to, to feel it was for them. Especially since it’s gender nonconforming as a show.

Question: Silly question: Peridot and Lapis are roommates. What do you think their biggest pet peeves are of each other? If they have any, I mean.

Rebecca: Gosh. I think Lapis is sort of both annoyed and comforted by Peridot’s infinite energy. I often thought of them like the sort of old cartoon idea of a small dog and a big sort of like doesn’t-really-care dog. With a small very very excited dog. I felt that that was a dynamic for them. So I think that that, like those characters, it’s annoying to Lapis but she doesn’t actually dislike it.

Question: Congrats on the Emmy nomination!

Rebecca: THANK YOU!

Question: I hope we get to see “It’s Over, Isn’t It?” and “Both of You” during the Emmys. How do you feel?

Rebecca: I’m so excited, and I’m so glad it’s that one. It was such a fun dream to make a musical episode. I always loved those, they’re always my favorite. I couldn’t wait to do ours. Everyone was firing on all cylinders for that episode. I got to do music with Jeff Liu and Ben Levin, and Aivi and Surasshu’s compositions for the finals were stunning, the backgrounds are incredible, the art is so beautiful, it’s Jeff Liu and Joe Johnston’s last board together, it was one of the last episodes I got to work on with Ian before he left to do his show, so it also has a special place in my heart, I remember seeing it come back and being in the edit bay watching it and my eyes were welling up because “this is it, this is everything I ever wanted.”

Question: Not to mention Deedee crushing it.

Rebecca: She’s amazing! And that was when she was doing Tommy! So we got her on a day she’d been doing shows all day, and she came and knocked that out.

Question: First take?

Rebecca: We did several, but all of those takes were amazing. I love writing songs for Deedee. And that one, it has some notes in it that I cannot hit. But I know Deedee can do it.

Question: Now when you write songs, you hear a lot of the demos you write on ukulele a lot, but you play other instruments. Do you find that you write differently depending on what instrument you’re writing for?

Rebecca: Yes! Oh, completely. I have my go-to ukulele chords. But I also like to write songs on the omnichord, which is like a synthetic harpsichord from the 80s. And it has a row of buttons, you hit a button and you get that chord. I can use it for experimentation for chords I might not have thought of. I got one off eBay, the OM-84, and it was a little buggy, it wouldn’t play right, would go out of tune, and I took it to get it looked at, and these incredibly corroded batteries fell out of it! With this cloud of red dust! So I can’t put batteries in it anymore. But I can plug it in and it still works.

Question: So for “Love Like You,” is it connected to any of the characters or any point of view, or was it more a one-off?

Rebecca: “Love Like You” is so unusual. It started as a point-of-view song for all Gems, and the thesis of the whole show, sort of toward Steven, and my own brother Steven, but because it was the credits, I wrote the song over three years in little pieces. I thought at the start that this is about an alien that’s looking at a human, who loves them, and the secret meaning of this is that they don’t have the capacity to feel this way. By the middle of it I was deep into the show and going through a real crisis of confidence, where I was like “why are people looking to me? It’s not right!” and these people were coming out of the woodwork to thank me for the show, people who had been able to speak to their families in these wonderful new ways, people who had become comfortable with themselves in these incredible ways that I had not been able to do! Where I was like “I’m so inspired by everyone! Why are they thanking me?” So the middle of the song I was sort of in that place. And about a year later, I realized the beginning was not what I had thought it was about at all. It’s not a secret meaning about an alien who doesn’t understand humans. It’s about the fact that I had always loved my brother and had these people who would love me unconditionally in my life, and because of my insecurity I had not been able to be there for them 100%, and I realized this was maybe one of the most human things I’d ever written, and I had written it by accident. So I got to conclude it. It was seriously written over 3 years.

Question: Recently we talked about how the show has been dramatic and full of conflict. It’s great but do you ever have concerns about taking the show–it’s a very positive show, so does the conflict have the potential to go too far, or do you like making it more challenging?

Rebecca: I’m excited to be more ambitious with the story, and the danger they’re experiencing also feels like a danger for us who are writing the show. Writing stories that are more ambitious and challenging. It feels necessary, because it’s about how love conquers all, but you can’t write that story without showing what comes up against that. I’m excited to explore the–you’re right, it’s scary to explore where hate comes from in a show about love. I want to–it’s a challenge to stay positive while exploring that. But that’s a challenge I experience in LIFE. And that’s a challenge we’re all experiencing right now. So it also feels like the time to explore that in myself and in the show.

Nice to Meet You

Summary: An Sam x reader a/b/o fic. The reader moves to a new town and changes careers, but those aren’t the only major life changes she’s faced with. (An AU where both Sam and the reader work at a high school.)

Warning: a/b/o dynamics, knotting and claiming, smut

Word Count: 5,000ish

A/N: I had fun writing his one. Hope y’all enjoy it, too! Feedback appreciated!! XOXO

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She’s Just Not That Into You » Part III (A Harry Styles Miniseries)

Miss the previous parts? Part One » Part Two

Thank you so much for reading the first two parts! I hope part three is just as enjoyable for you. And as always, this miniseries is dedicated to @stylesunchained

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Although Harry had been disappointed to not receive your personal phone number, he still called “Megan” the next day to set up an appointment to see you. The earliest you can see him for a consulting appointment is in two weeks, and when Megan breaks the news to him, he nearly chokes on his morning tea.

Two weeks?

There wasn’t a logical way to see you sooner. There wasn’t a way to spin it in order for him to pop into your shop, especially considering he still had to sign the final papers to make the house his. How could he explain to you that he hadn’t quite sealed the deal yet, so you’d be decorating a completely hypothetical space? He’d already felt like an idiot in front of you, getting caught snooping around your bookshelves, and he wasn’t too keen on feeling like that around you anytime soon.

So, he waits.

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The Friendly Wager (Part 1)

Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,528

Warnings: language, fluff, sarcasm, bad date, implied sexual situations (no smut)

A/N: This is my submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. Congrats on the followers, friend! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?” I think this will have at least seven parts, so Kait, please feel free to disregard it till it’s completed :)

Part 1 - 2

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Can I Be Her || Tom Holland Oneshot (Alternate Ending)

Request: Anonymous asked: Can I please get an imagine where the reader is best friends with Tom and Harrison but loves Tom. The reader is witnessing Tom fall in love with Zendaya and tries to forget about Tom but can’t. In the end, Tom ends up having a serious relationship with Zendaya and Tom and the reader fall apart. You can decide the end but I want it to be a sad ending. I’m sorry if it’s complicated or just plain stupid. Thank you.

Warnings: Sad, happy ending!

Word Count: 1,655

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: Enjoy! Only difference is the ending lol. This is not part two by the way!

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You didn’t think this would happen. You were falling for Tom, hard. At first you thought nothing of it, but once you got to know him, the real him, you were in a trance. You developed a love for Tom, it was completely indescribable. You never told anyone, not even Harrison, knowing he’d never keep his mouth shut. He’d spill everything to Tom, and you couldn’t bare let your affection for him to get in the way of your friendship.

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I’m sure as I rewatch I’m going to notice a lot more stuff but something that really stood out to me was how Rapunzel reacts to stressful situations. I don’t know if it’s intentional or not, but she does the same things that I’ve experienced in real-life so it popped out to me quickly, and intentional or not, I really like it (and will 100% self-indulgently use it as part of my headcanons/characterization for Rapunzel). There are already amazing posts on Gothel being emotionally abusive towards Rapunzel, and what I like about this series is that we get to see Rapunzel coping and adjusting after being away from Gothel, and how this specifically shows up with stressful situations. 

She’s very enclosed in on herself, and will often slightly curl up and try to turn away from the object that’s causing her stress (she’s turned away from the castle, turning only to look at Eugene, and an exception is when she’s on the bed, curled away from Cassandra, who’s not her true stressor, etc). But, overall she tries to shield herself - she literally hugs her arms around her body in the beginning, and when she speaks about not wanting to marry Eugene, she puts her hands over herself. 

I don’t remember it happening often enough so it could be a one-time thing, but I did notice that when her hair grows back, she seems to pull on it more often, which reminds me of her literally covering herself in her hair in the original movie when Gothel was singing about danger. She also tends to avert her eyes from the stressor and - what I assume is lip biting. Overall, she tries to make herself as small as possible, and look away from what’s giving her anxiety. 

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Heart Race [George Weasley x Reader]

A/N: I’ve literally posted this like six times because I can’t figure out how to italicize on mobile because the mobile version is trash lmao  I’m so mad rn ugggh. I tried that stupid code italicize but it didn’t work but it works when I test it out and ugghhh I hate this app

Word Count: 3,340

Warnings: mild language like twice. Not proof read. Possible ooc characters. 

Summary: (Name) met George in her third year after being pushed down. After another year, what will happen when George has to find a way to keep his feelings for her in check?

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To say she was shy would be an understatement.

She had a quiet voice, but a loud mind. That loud mind of hers was full of brilliant facts and opinions, but the quiet voice that she had held everything back.

And to say that it bothered George would be an understatement as well.

No, George was almost offended that she refused to speak your mind. He couldn’t really understand why (Name) felt the need to hide all of her wonderful thoughts, but that didn’t mean he didn’t respect it.

George and his twin met (Name) when she came to Hogwarts at the age of eleven. At the time they were second years who in all honesty didn’t care much for her.

It’s not like they disliked her, they just didn’t know her well enough to care.

However, that all changed when they witnessed her being pushed down in her third year by some fourth year jerks.

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Hips - part 1 (A Jongin Two-Shot)

This wasn’t quite what you had envisioned for your life. The laundry basket was heavy and balanced just on your hip and you gripped the tiny hand of your 6 year old daughter tightly with your other hand. You had only been living here for a week and a half, and the one thing you hadn’t quite taken into account was managing the four flights of stairs with a clean load of laundry fresh from the first floor dryers.

The place was cheap enough for you to afford the two bedroom unit in a safe part of town and still be able to afford certain things like food and electricity on your income. Nari’s dance lessons came out of the support you received from your ex. You swore to yourself that no matter how tough things got, you would let her stay in the class she loved so much.

“Nari, stop jumping up the stairs, just walk normally.” You could feel your palm getting sweaty and you wanted to switch sides, but the girl was selective in her hearing. If you didn’t use your ‘mom voice’, she usually just did what she wanted.

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Forever Loyal

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Title: Forever Loyal

Characters: Lucifer x Reader, Crowley

Word Count: 858

Warnings: death of a character, there are no spoilers because I made my own ending to last night’s episode, small amount of fluff. *The gif I guess could be counted as a spoiler?*

A/N: I said I was going to do it, so I did it. You all get some special treatment today!! Enjoy this extra fic! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much!! <3

Crowley smirked at Lucifer as the fallen archangel fell to his knees.  Lucifer withered in pain and all Crowley could do was chuckle.  He had big plans to torture Lucifer.  Crowley wasn’t going to spare Lucifer, not one bit.

“Do you remember [Y/N],” Crowley asked Lucifer, his tone snarky.  “She’s your soul mate isn’t she?  Pretty little thing she is.”

“Keep your hands off of her Crowley,” Lucifer seethed as he clutched his stomach.

“It’s more like she can’t keep her hands off of me,” Crowley mused, his eyes traveling to the door of the thrown room.  His smirk grew as you opened the door to the throne room.  “Oh look who’s here.”

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those two little words

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Prompt: “45!! with Tom Holland :)” #45 off of this prompt list is “Make me.”

Requested by: Anonymous 

Warnings: nothing really, kissing (?)

Word count: 2,493

Notes: Guys! I have a bunch of requests sent in, but it’ll take a while for me to get to them! So if you want to find it once it’s posted I recommend not sending it on anon! Also, it really helps if you specify what character you want the fic written about! Thanks!!

(Y/c/n) = Your character’s name.

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Why the Malec Wedding Kiss is the Best Kiss in TV history (in my opinion).

you know, i’ve always talked about the wedding kiss and how great it is, but i never really stopped to pay attention. i’m now convinced it is the best kiss in tv history. honestly. looking at it from a different perspective, and not just as someone who loves malec. i’m explaining under the cut with pics & gifs.

well, let’s start with the obvious: it’s an interracial/bisexual/gay couple on TV. like for public consumption. i know they are not the first gay or bisexual couple on tv, but they are one of the most unique. (really who can say their tv show has an openly bisexual asian male warlock who is dating a recently out gay man who fights demons for a living?) keep in mind that all of this is in preparation for just one kiss.

moving onto the whole concept of the wedding itself. the reason it’s being done is to restore the lightwood family name. alec did choose to do it, but he most definitely would have been forced if he had refused. so, alec was going to marry a woman, a woman who knew he was gay. thank god that crisis was averted. 

okay, now we’ll get into it. you can basically tell from the start that alec is totally unsure about this whole thing. it’s very visible in his body language and facial expressions (bravo, matthew daddario). 

then we have isabelle, sweet dear isabelle. she’s against this and you can see it in her face because she knows alec is gay. she looks very reluctant to be handing over the wedding bracelet. (i would gif this, but). cut to alec putting on lydia’s necklace and we get to see isabelle once again. she’s trying to smile, but you can tell it’s so forced. she doesn’t want this for her brother. you see isabelle the whole time behind lydia looking like she wishes she could just end this. 

then we have the so very awkward ceremonial procedures begin. that’s the only word i can say. awkward. 

ah, and then magnus. the door’s close and everyone’s heads shoot up, facial expressions confused. then magnus walks into the room and it’s almost like you can feel time stop in that moment. 

everyone is clearly confused, and alec’s mother is not even trying to hide her anger. isabelle breathes a small sigh of relief and we see a genuine smile on her face. jace is confused, and asks isabelle if alec invited magnus. we find out that isabelle did (thank you, izzy). alec’s mother rises and storms toward magnus, telling him to “leave this wedding now.” magnus immediately silences her and tells her that this matter is between he and her son, and he’ll leave only if alec asks him to. 

now alec, alec is just standing there in shock. he hasn’t even moved his arm from where he was preparing to have his bracelet put on by lydia. his mouth is actually hanging open, his face reads complete disbelief. 

there’s a lot of staring between alec and magnus, but each look has so much meaning. jace asks alec if he’s going to be okay, and alec never responds, cause he looks like he’s about to pass clean out. he finally breaks his stare with magnus when lydia calls his name. alec proceeds to tell her, “i can’t breathe.” now let me tell you, earlier in the show, magnus is telling alec what happens when you’re falling for someone. one of his quotes is, “you lose your breath every time they enter the room.” i don’t think alec has breathed once since magnus walked through that door. lydia thinks the comment is about her, but alec shuts it down almost immediately. he tells her that he can’t do it, he thought it was the right thing to do for his family, but it isn’t. 

we now have a moment where lydia tells alec not to worry about her, he deserves to be happy (thank you, lydia). you can see alec preparing himself for what’s about to happen. he smiles nervously at lydia and then breathes audibly deep before turning around to face magnus once more. 

ahem. now i would like to personally thank whoever did the music for this scene. “war of hearts” by ruelle describes their relationship perfectly and it fits so so well with the scene. okay, so now you can almost touch the tension it’s so strong. the anticipation is building inside of you. for a moment, just the piano is heard while they’re staring at each other and that’s when it hits you: he’s really about to do this. 

there’s a lot of staring that goes on before alec starts walking, but he never breaks eye contact with magnus after he sets his eyes on him. you can see the moment in alec’s facial expression when he decides what he’s going to do. i’ll let you see it for yourself. 

reminding you all now that all this set up is for one kiss. a very important, ground-breaking, earth shattering kiss. 

alec’s walk is determined as he plows down the isle toward magnus. magnus has no idea what’s about to happen. he doesn’t know if alec is coming to yell at him, coming to tell him to leave, or what, but he certainly wasn’t expecting what was coming. 

alec’s mother demands to know what’s he’s doing, and alec tells her one word: “enough.” he says this without ever looking away from magnus. and then suddenly, he’s in front of magnus and your stomach is flipping. alec grabs magnus by the lapels of his jacket and just goes for it

it does not matter how many times i watch this scene, my stomach will always get butterflies and i will always smile. you see the reactions of everyone. jace & isabelle are happy, the silent brother is confused, lydia is happy for him, and clary & simon look pretty ecstatic). alec’s mother is pissed, and the dad just looks kind of embarrassed, i guess? 

anyway, it doesn’t matter. what matters is how passionate the rest of this scene is. it is honestly one of the best television kisses i have ever seen. you can tell how much meaning this singular kiss holds. you can tell just how much this is going to change everything for them, but they don’t care.

magnus? he doesn’t want it to end. when alec breaks away, magnus chases after his lips and it’s a wonderful moment. the two make eye contact briefly. 

then alec, well, alec goes in for more. 

i’ve watched this scene more times than i can count and it never fails to give me butterflies. most tv kisses don’t do that for me. the preparation for the kiss is so so crucial and important and beautiful. it makes the kiss itself that much more powerful. 

now, i know not everyone agrees and this was simply an opinion. but i thought that i would share. this kiss changed both of their lives. it was the start of their forever. i would like to thank matthew daddario and harry shum jr for the effort and love they put into these characters. without them, malec wouldn’t be what it is. they are simply incredible together and it shows (if you need more proof, watch 2x18). i suggest you watch the scene for yourself and really pay attention, it makes it so much more gratifying. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5_dBOjU1w48


i’ll end this with a quote from my best friend who is a member of the lgbt+ community herself. i asked her what malec meant to her, and this was her response: “it means that it’s possible to just do what’s gonna make you happy in a relationship no matter how the people around you react. the fact that slowly, but surely, the people around them start to accept them and support them. despite the fact that alec ‘disappointed’ his whole family. this interracial couple defying all the odds and being together even when it means destroying their safe and comfortable world to strive for their own happiness is my shit.” 


Hopeless Romantic - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Dylan O’Brien/Reader

Word Count: 5513

Warnings: Extreme loads of Fluff

Notes: This took…longer than I expect (I also got distracted playing Persona and staring at Stuart while writing it). Its just…extremely cute really and something I can totally see Dylan doing because he’s a fucking sweetie and I love him.

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Peek-A-Boo *Bucky x Reader*

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Summary: Bucky playing peek-a-boo with his daughter, he then has to leave to cut his hair but when he returns to play the game, his daughter doesn’t react too well to this new *change* of his. 
Characters: Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader


If there was anyone Bucky loved more than you, it was his daughter. She is his light, his beacon of hope, his little princess that he adores and would do anything for. From the moment he found out you were pregnant he was hooked, he didn’t have to know the gender, nor did he really care because he loved them already with everything in his soul. He was nervous from the beginning but when little Ava was born he was smitten. The look of absolute wonder was worth the pain you endured for twelve hours. He didn’t want to put Ava down for a second; he was so gentle and soft around her.  

Nothing had changed, even a year on; he was still captivated by her.

You remember the first thing Bucky had to say to you when you brought Ava home. “We get to experience life all over again. The first smile, first laughs, first steps. Food, so much food she has to experience; first day of school and first friends. All over again because of her,” the smile he held as he looked at her in your arms, unforgettable.

Ava was just as obsessed with her dad as he was with her. Her first word was ‘Da-da’, he cried for two days because of that- he still hasn’t fully recovered from it. In the beginning, only Bucky could get her to laugh, best sound, as Bucky calls it (you’d say that both of their laughs are the best sounds, better than music). Peek-a-boo is Bucky’s favourite game to play with Ava; it never fails to have her laughing, even now.

You could hear them both from your bathroom, ‘Peek-a-boo’ and then the loud, light laughter of Ava coming from down the hall. You could almost see it as you dried your hair, Bucky with Ava on his lap, her pink blanket covering his face before dropping it and pulling a face at her, her clapping and laughing at his silly antics that you don’t think she’ll ever get over. Once you were done, you padded down the hallway to the living room where Bucky sat on the floor, Ava twirling pieces of his unyielding hair around her small fingers.  Steve sat beside Ava, waiting to cut his best friends hair, he must have gotten here whilst you were in the shower.

You sighed lightly, “Bathroom is free now.” You call gently; Bucky smiles at you and gently pries his daughter fingers from his hair before standing up. “She’s not gonna like the change, you know.” You smirk as he rolls his eyes at you, leaning down to plant a chaste kiss on your lips before he walked off to the bathroom too, finally, cut his hair. You smiled as Steve followed, a bright grin on his face, it only made you chuckle to yourself.

Bucky had had the long hair since you first met him. Only ever trimming it before now, he had decided he needed a change, well he was going old school with this change. He wanted the haircut he had when he was alive in the forties; you couldn’t deny him of that, he looked hot back then too.

You sat and watched Disney films with Ava, secretly sharing some chocolate from Bucky’s stash, singing along to all of the songs. It was just under an hour when Steve emerged from the bathroom, a proud little smirk on his face, he sat down in the armchair with a smug swagger to him. Ava was too engrossed in the movie, Sleeping Beauty, to even look at her uncle.
Bucky walked out, a little hesitation in his steps but you were beyond able to comprehend how good he looked. You grinned at him, he smiled shyly back and rolled his eyes when you mouthed, ‘oh my god’ at him.

Ava, still oblivious to her surroundings, didn’t notice Bucky sit down and pick up her blanket; you frowned, you weren’t sure how she was going to react to this sudden change to her father. He gently tapped her shoulder, when she turned to look at him; she let out a little giggle and pulled the blanket away herself.

“Peek-a-boo,” he smiled brightly at her.

She remained staring at him, blinking slowly at his face and now short hair. She turned and looked at you briefly, going back to looking at Bucky with confusion and…sadness. Her blue eyes welled up, she huffed, and cheeks already going red and Bucky gave you a look of regret. Tears dripped out of her eyes as she shook her head, repeating the words, “No! No, daddy, no.” As if she was scolding him for making such a decision.

He sighed sadly, “It’s still me, pumpkin.” He tried to pull her to him but she pushed his hands away, shaking her head and crawling back over to you. “Steve, I told you this was a stupid idea.” He reprimanded his best friend instead, throwing the blame to him.

“Babe, you know this was your idea, I think it looks good. Ava just needs time to get used to it, that’s all.” You smile reassuringly at your husband; he just slouches against the sofa, staring longingly at his daughter wanting her to hug him.

Steve left shortly after Ava’s moment, she isn’t too happy with her uncle either. “That was a disaster, she hates me now,” Bucky sulked in your bedroom. “She’s never gonna go near me again, I’m the worst dad ever, I hate my life.” You refrained from rolling your eyes.

Instead of answering him, you go and give Ava her usual bath. Listening to her talk about how she will miss his long hair, “Did… dad cut his hair so I’ll stop playing wif it?” Ava asked in a small, vulnerable voice. You stopped washing her hair, frowning as she refused to meet your eyes. You called Bucky into the bathroom, where you told him what Ava said and left so Bucky could explain to her that it wasn’t because of her, at all.

“Why do you think I cut my hair because of you?” Bucky asked gently, washing the shampoo out of Ava’s hair carefully, she shrugged. “I love you playing with my hair, I know that it being this short you can’t braid it like you used to but there’s enough,” he smiled as she grinned at him. “Anyway, Thor has better hair than I and Natasha love’s when you play with hers.”

You walk back to the bathroom when it had been over ten minutes, stopping when you see Ava, dressed in pj’s stood on the counter, still managing to be smaller but brushing Bucky’s hair, using her princess hairbrush. Bucky facing away, making faces at the pull of the brush, catching your eye he grins at you.

“You know, I think it’s still long enough for cute pigtails,” You grin as Ava jumps with glee at you, almost slipping but Bucky catches her in time. “C’mon, let’s watch Moana and style his new hair,” Ava claps as Bucky sighs gently but smiles at his two favourite girls.

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Angel’s Wings

Characters – Cas x Reader, Sam, Dean

Summary – It takes a near death experience for the reader to find out why she can see an angel’s wings.

Word Count – 5,983

Warnings – Canon-type violence

A/N – When I hit my 500 follower milestone, I did drabble requests. I only received two, so I am turning them into full one shots instead! This one was from @trinityjadec: “OH MY GOSH CONGRATS YOU DESERVE SO MANY FOLLOWERS!!! Could I have Cas and something with his wings? (still have an unhealthy obsession) I LOVE YOU SO MUCH KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK”

Here you go, Trinity!  I hope you enjoy it and I’m so sorry for the wait! 

Also written for @percussiongirl2017’s I’m Finally Legal Birthday Challenge.   I got #37: Why can I see your wings?  And the song “If I Died Today” by Tim McGraw

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You would never forget the first time you saw Castiel.  You were sitting in the bunker library with Sam, discussing a possible vampire case up in Omaha that you’d been trying to research for several days, when the front door opened and Dean began descending the stairs with another man you’d never seen before.

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When We Collide (Part 5)

Pairing: Assistant!Y/N/CEO!Luke

Rating: PG-All

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

Summary: He is the definition of high class smart ass, swimming in Dom Pierre Pérignon champagne and has never seen the shadow of poverty. She is underprivileged, lives in a messy dorm room on sale and struggles working as an assistant after being thrown out of college. But how will they collide when Luke makes Y/N pregnant after a drunkenly one night stand?

”No way! Seriously? They really kicked you out of college?”

You rolled your eyes and glared over at Nicole for being the gossip snitch, something she had been her whole life but you really had wished she would have kept this to yourself just for a while. It was, after all, pretty humiliating when you thought about it.

“You sound like you’re surprised, Joey.” You commented with a glimpse in the eye and lifted your beer up to your mouth, letting the taste explode your senses and cool down your pre-sweating forehead.

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Fitting In (Avengers X Adopted!Reader)

Characters: Avengers X Adopted!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: None

FLUFF HUMOUR

Request: Avengers x reader request? Tony, being known for his impulsive choices adopts a 14 yr old girl. She’s got the innocent girl next door look but she’s a complete devil. Nat loves her, Clint is afraid of her and Loki, Bucky and Sam are her partners in crime for evil pranks. All is well until she pulls a prank on Bruce and he hulks out. But even Hulk falls under her innocent spell and can’t seem to do anything to her.


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You knew you were being adopted, but you had no idea who it was till they came to pick you up. So when a limousine pulled up, you were surprised to say the least, especially when Tony Stark got out the car.

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What Really Matters

A/N: An anon sent a little headcanon thing about the Black Queen episode where Garcia and Morgan are involved in that sexual harassment talk. This will include Spencer x Reader also. @coveofmemories @sexualemobitch @jamiemelyn @unstoppableangel8 @iammostdefinitelyonfire26 @hogwarts-konoha

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“Today, we are going to be talking about sexual harassment.”

In an instant, Penelope and yourself shared a terrified glance. The woman speaking had set up a presentation. On it were phrases like “my big, black twelve-pack,” which was definitely a Garcia line, and “I’d like to see you in nothing but that FBI vest,” which was definitely something you’d said to Spencer before. 

You were all for having these kinds of presentations. Sexual harassment was no joke at all, but every single bullet point on this presentation was something that Penelope had said to Morgan or you had said to Spencer. This entire floor of the Bureau knew that this was how you spoke to your respective best guy friends. No one had any issues with it, but somehow, this woman and her people had caught wind of your inside jokes and decided to make an entire fucking presentation out of it. 

Glancing to the side, you saw JJ and Emily smirk. You pushed your tongue up behind your lip and shrugged. She was going to speak, go through her entire spiel and you and Spencer would go back to speaking the way you always did. Spencer was “in his shell” with everyone else to an extent, but with you, he let loose a little bit, and you weren’t about to let this woman ruin that.

“Now, I want everyone to take a peek at the board for a minute. Things like ‘I love that sexy string bean body’ and ‘Or what, you’ll spank me’ are not okay,” she started, her smug smile when she glanced at the four of you crawling under your skin. You sunk into your chair and closed your eyes, trying to tune out the bullshit. It wasn’t helping. Spencer just stood behind your chair, occasionally smirking, considering when it came to the two of you, most of the colorful language was yours. Morgan on the other hand desperately wanted to tell this woman to shut up, and Penelope looked the worst off of all of you. Although she wasn’t ashamed of the way she spoke to Morgan, having every single detail of their conversations picked apart in front of everyone was mortifying her. No one cared. The only ones that cared were HR people who assumed that there was to be no fun at all in the workplace; that people were supposed to just come into work, do their jobs, and not cultivate any close relationships.

“Agent Y/L/N,” the woman said, pulling you out of your little reverie, “This is a serious matter. I need you to pay attention.” With a laugh, you pushed yourself up in the chair and stared her down. “Is sexual harassment a laughing matter to you?” 

Ok, now she was questioning your character and that’s just some bullshit. “Actual sexual harassment? No, not at all, and I don’t appreciate the insinuation. Sexual harassment is no laughing matter, however, how I speak to my co-workers, in front of my other co-workers who literally don’t care as long as we do our jobs? That is funny.”

“The way you and some other co-workers,” she said, eyeing Penelope without taking her eyes off you, “Talk to each other, can make people uncomfortable.”

You nodded and looked around, able to point out with one hand worth of fingers how many people you’d joked in front of that weren’t members of your immediate team. “Yes, which is why I make it a point to only joke that way in front of members of my immediate team who know exactly what the nature of my relationship with Dr. Reid is. You want to talk about sexual harassment, talk about the agents on this very floor who “subtly” brush past my, and my female co-workers asses because “there wasn’t enough room” for them not to touch my ass. You want to talk about sexual harassment, take a look at the video cameras and watch as a particular agent, who I won’t name in public, backed me into the wall of the elevator and tried to tell me how big his cock was. Sexual harassment in the workplace? Let’s talk about the fact that I can’t count on fingers and toes how many times I’ve separated a male agent from a female one, or the occasional female from female because things were getting uncomfortable, and that’s the things that I’ve seen. Sexual harassment is absolutely no joke at all, you’re the one making it into a joke by focusing on the way I talk to my co-worker.” Despite the fact that you thought this whole thing was a joke, you weren’t going to bring Garcia into this and make her more uneasy. 

For a brief moment, you and the HR representative bore holes into each other, and then she continued. Again, you tuned out, because she was still talking about the way you spoke to Spencer and the way Morgan spoke with Penelope. When you glanced back toward Spencer, he looked proud of you; you gave him a small thumbs up and a roll of the eyes. 

All of a sudden, Garcia looked down at her phone. “It’s Hotch,” she whispered. 

“Miss Garcia,” the woman said. Oh goddammit, she was annoying.

Garcia’s face went red again. “I’m sorry. It’s Agent Hotchner. I have to go. I-I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

The remainder of the presentation passed by in a haze of awkwardness. You didn’t pay attention. Spencer and Morgan didn’t. The rest of the Bureau was in and out of consciousness. Even the HR representative seemed like she was just going through the motions, your words hitting her hard. Finally, it was over and she asked to speak with you. “Agent Y/L/N, I need you to know that I take what you said seriously.”

“Good,” you replied. “I’m sorry I can’t say the same about your presentation. There are so many other things that we need to worry about in the workplace that have nothing to do with the way I speak to my best friend. If you are actually serious, as you claim to be, please look into actual instances of sexual harassment within the Bureau, because I can assure you they do exist.”

She gave you a nod, which you took as your opportunity to leave. “Spence, wait up,” you said, running up behind him. He glanced backward, wondering why you’d been speaking to the HR representative, so you explained. “I won’t say anything loud enough for her to hear, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to stop telling you and I’d like to pin you up against the wall of the file room.”

“Hopefully, she’ll let this go,” he laughed, his pointer finger waving between the two of you, “and focus on what actually matters. How do you think Garcia’s doing?”

“I think she wants to hide her head in shame,” you replied. “But she’ll be fine. After a couple of days, she’ll go back to calling Morgan her big black twelve-pack just like she’s supposed to.”

Spencer looked down at his stomach wistfully. “I’ll never have a twelve-pack, or even a six pack.”

“You are perfect just the way you are you sexy pipe cleaner.”

That Girl - Tom Holland

summary : Y/N has been infatuated with her Co-Star and friend Tom Holland for quite some time now, but can’t admit her feelings for him because of his girlfriend

word count : 1.9k

warnings : angst, sad reader, sad Tom, mentions of cheating, cursing.

pairing / characters : Tom Holland x reader, Harrison Osterfield x reader, Zendaya, OC, Jacob Batalon

prompt : “Can you make an angst fic with Tom Holland where the reader likes Tom but he has a gf or vice versa???” - anon

A/N : angst is my life. ughhh.

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The Game Part 1/3

Hi guys! Here’s the story I was really excited to share! I am exploring a new way of writing that’s a little challenging for me, so please tell me what you think! Also, I am LIVING through this character holy moly. Happy Saturday! 

Things to know: Time Period: 1940′s Bucky, tiny Steve, Info: Reader and Bucky have mutual friend in Steve, but Reader and Bucky don’t really know each other too well….UNTIL NOW BOOM BABY 

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“Oh-ho-hooooooh-my-god, oh my god, Bucky Barnes just asked me to dance.” 

Your friend, Maria, had just walked over to the corner table of the bar and whispered her news to you and Steve. Well, she tried to walk, but her excitement had her practically galloping over to you. And her whispering sounding more like breathy shouting as she waved her hands in the air like she was shaking off water at a sink.

As she rambled on about how she hoped her hair and lipstick were still in place and she smoothed down her already perfect dress with her dainty hands, your eyes floated over to Bucky Barnes. He had absolutely heard Maria’s little freak out based on the way his head hung to hide his proud grin that was probably more of a smirk. 

“Well, go! Don’t keep him waiting!” you shooed her away playfully.

“Alright,” Maria said, smoothing down her dress once again. The second she turned to walk away, she spun around to you again and asked, “But, do I look-”

“You look absolutely beautiful, right Steve?” you interrupted her worries.

Steve suppressed his eye roll and smiled. “Yes. Go get ‘em, Maria.”

Maria nodded nervously, her hands glued to the soft fabric on her slim figure. She pivoted and spun on the toes of her new black heels and sashayed over to her dance partner. His soft, lopsided smile was the last thing you saw before you looked down and distracted yourself with the straw in your watered down coke. 

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Steve loosen his tie that looked a little too long for his small torso. He slid his chair away from the table and stuck his hand out to you. “You wanna go dance?” he asked. 

You smiled at him, but wrinkled your nose. “Nah, s’okay. I think I’m gonna go grab another soda. You want anything?” you said, pointing your thumb over your shoulder in the direction of the bar.

“Oh, come on,” he said and leaned in to you so you would hear him over the loud music. “I know we were both dragged here, but we could try to have some fun.”

He watched your features soften and your smile grow bigger than it had been all night. “You’re right, let’s go.” You took his hand and quickly kicked off your heels and left them under the table.

The band was roaring, the trumpets blared in your ears and the drums shook your core. You and Steve pretended to swing dance and laughed at your attempts that included unbalanced sugar twists, kicks, and spins. 

You pulled Steve closer to you so you could shout in his ear, “We look ridiculous, but this is the most fun I’ve had all month!”

A laugh escaped him that you could hardly hear over the music. “I look ridiculous, but you look pretty good!” You read his lips before he spun you around one last time as the last chord of the song was played.

The whole dance floor spun to the platform that held up the band and applauded. The next song was a slow one, the sound of a saxophone singing the high pitches made your heart sink. You started to return to your table when Steve grabbed your hand.

“Hey, (Y/N), one more,” he said, suggesting another dance.

You nodded and placed your hand on his shoulder while he gently held your free hand. His quick surge of confidence ran away from him as he awkwardly placed his hand high on your waist and began rocking you back and forth. Your smile wasn’t as bright anymore, but Steve knew it wasn’t his fault. He didn’t miss how your eyes flickered over to Bucky and Maria.

After a verse of quiet dancing, Steve’s voice caught your attention. “You’re a good friend, (Y/N).”

You patted his shoulder. “Aw, shucks, Steve-o. You’re makin’ me blush,” you joked.

“Shut up,” he chided as he spun you around, making you giggle, catching the attention of some of the other dancers. You didn’t care though.

When you landed back facing him, he continued. “I mean it, (Y/N), there aren’t many people like you out there. Hell, you’re dancin’ around the dirty bar floor in your bare feet just so I won’t feel so short.”

You snorted and felt heat rise to your cheeks. 

“Didn’t think I would notice?” Steve asked with raised eyebrows.

You shook your head, making him scoff. He rocked you back and forth as the music swelled, and when it lulled he said, “And you’re a good friend to Maria.”

“So are you, Steve,” you said, wondering where he was going with all this. 

He sighed, like he was having trouble saying what he wanted to. Finally, he practically whispered to you, “I know you have feelings for Bucky, (Y/N), you don’t have to hide it from me.”

Your eyes narrowed and you shook your head. “Bucky Barnes? Steve, I hardly know the guy, I don’t like him-”

“You do. But you won’t even admit it to yourself because you know Maria has a crush on him now.” When you didn’t shoo him away, he continued. “But maybe Maria’s not the girl for him.”

“That doesn’t matter-”

“(Y/N), you know Maria, she’ll get over him and move on to somebody else in a week-”

“Don’t say that about her,” you hissed over the music.

“You know it’s true!” He didn’t try to hide how irritated he was. 

The song had ended and the dancers were clapping as you yelled over them. “Just leave it alone, Steve!” you shouted and turned walked back to your table. 

You slipped your shoes back on and wrung your napkin in your hands, trying to calm yourself down. Guilt began to pool in your stomach as you thought about how that wretched conversation started. You just screamed at Steve after he told you what a good friend you were. 

Something thumped on the table in front of you and you looked up to see that Steve had replaced your warm coke with a fresh one.

“I’m sorry. I’m just watchin’ out for you and I poked my nose too far in your business,” he said with a sip through his straw.

“S’okay,” you said with a mock pout that quickly turned into a grin.

“Just don’t count yourself out so soon, okay?”

You sipped your soda and shook your head, making Steve roll his eyes. “Stubborn,” he mumbled, and you laughed.

By the time you and Steve finished your sodas the band was halfway through their last song of the night. You gathered your things just in time to applaud the band after the loud swing tune. Maria met you and Steve by the door and as you walked out, she gave you all the details of her night.

“He’s such a great dancer, (Y/N)!”

“I saw you guys! It looked like you were having a great time.” You smiled, genuinely happy that your friend had a nice night.

“It was such a great time. And, hey, I saw you got Steve up on the dance floor, nice goin’!” She added. 

“Actually, it was Steve-o here who dragged me up there,” you giggled and cocked your brow. You linked your arm in Steve’s after he growled and patted his arm. 

“Wow, Steve look at you being-”

“Oh shoot!” you interrupted her. “I left my shawl on my chair in the bar. My sister’s gonna kill me if I don’t give it back to her in the morning.”

“We can go back,” Steve shrugged.

“Nah, I’ll just go. I’ll meet you guys in a minute,” you waved and started back in the direction you came from, the bright light of the bars and convenience stores lighting your way.

When you walked through the doors of the club, only the janitor remained with the band members who were packing up their instruments. You quickly walked over to the table where you and Steve had been sitting for most of the night, but when you arrived, your sweater wasn’t there. You frantically leaned down to look under the table, hoping you had simply dropped it and not lost it. 

There was nothing under the table but crumbs and a napkin, which you picked up and tossed next to the coke you had been drinking. Just as dread plagued your stomach, you heard someone say your name. 

“Hey (Y/N), this is yours, isn’t it?”

You looked up to the door of the bar to see Bucky Barnes holding out your shawl. His cheeks were flushed and his chest rising and falling faster than normal. “I saw it sitting here and ran to find Steve, but he said you had already come back for it.”

You swallowed thickly and walked over to him, nodding your head. “Yeah, it’s mine. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he said. Before you could take the sweater from him, he was hanging it on your shoulders and ushering you out the door. “Let’s get you home, huh? It’s late.”

“Oh, that’s okay, Steve and Maria are waiting for me about a block down,” you excused, propping your hair behind your ears and glancing at the sidewalk.

“I told them to go ahead, that I’d walk you home,” he cleared his throat. “Is that okay?”

You nodded quickly, which probably looked more like a neck spasm because of your nerves.

After a few silent steps, Bucky shifted his gaze from the ground to you and asked if you had a good time.

“Yeah, I did. What about you?” You returned.

“Yeah, I had a nice time. S’a good band, ya know?”

He swung his arms as he walked, but you felt yourself moseying along as stiff as a board.

“Ya know what’s funny?”

“What?” you asked, looking up at him for the first time since you left the bar.

“You and I are both such good friends with Steve, but we never see each other. We don’t spend any time together.”

You hummed in agreement.

“In fact, I think this is the first time you and I have said more than three words to each other,” he said. 

You laughed and felt your shoulders relax a bit. “Yeah, I think it is.”

He chuckled, the sound deep and easy.

“I saw you two dancing out there tonight, looked like fun,” Bucky said.

“Yeah, he dragged me out there, but I had a great time,” you said fondly.

“Really?” he asked. “I thought it would have been the other way around.” 

“Maria said that too,” you laughed, pointing a finger at the coincidence. 

He shook his head. “I’ve never heard of Steve asking a pretty girl to dance.”

You tried to ignore the compliment, but your efforts were useless. You looked at the marquees hanging on the buildings beside you to hide your red cheeks. “We’re good friends, that’s all.”

“I know,” he nodded his head, suddenly serious. “I’ve never seen him open up to someone the way he does with you. It’s nice to see.”

When you glanced his way, you saw his bright blue eyes already on you. You hummed in agreement. “He’s a wonderful friend to me. He babies me too much, but hey-” your own laugh cut you off as you shrugged. 

Bucky chuckled with you. “Well, he cares a lot about you.” You didn’t miss him lick his lips. “I feel like I know you inside and out from the way he talks about you all the time.”

“I could say the same thing about you,” you teased. 

“Oh, boy.” He ran his hand through his hair. “Hopefully, you only hear the nice stories,” he said, which made you giggle. 

“Don’t worry,” you reassured him. “Steve shines the brightest light on you.” You caught his lopsided grin before he turned his head away from you. Was he blushing?

As you came up to your apartment, you said to Bucky, “I’m glad Steve has you. He needs a guy friend,” you said with a crinkled nose. “Someone to keep him up to date on the Dodgers.”

That made him laugh. 

He followed you up the stairs to the front door. When you reached the landing and turned to face him he said,  “And I’m glad Steve has you. Someone to dance with.” He winked when you chuckled. 

His eyes flickered from you to the ground and his tongue shot out to graze over his pink lips again. “Maybe I can steal you from him sometime.”

His suggestion made you stand a little straighter and a smirk played on your lips. “You’ll have to take that up with Steve.”

He shoved his hands in his pockets and pushed down until you thought the seams would rip right then. “I will,” he said with a nod.

His eyes stared into yours until you felt your cheeks turn pink at the contact. You pushed your hair behind your ear and thanked him for walking you home.

“My pleasure.”

You turned around and opened the door, but before you could step inside, the urgency in his voice stopped you, like he forgot something. “Goodnight, (Y/N).”

“Goodnight, Bucky.” You smiled at him one last time, stepped inside and closed the door behind you. In the dark, you leaned against the door and took a shaky breath, afraid your legs would give out.

Steve was right. You shouldn’t have counted yourself out so early in the game.

Part 2 

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Nicole’s Backstory?

Before season 2 of Wynonna Earp premiered we were told that our favourite heart-eyes, dimpled sheriff, Nicole Haught was going to be given a backstory and we’re nearing the end of the season and I feel as though this has yet to be delivered. I did read somewhere that episode 10 is going to be the episode that unravels her past but while we wait why don’t I provide my own ideas of what I think her past might be.

First - absent family

So we’ve seen a lot of Nicole (particularly in season 2) and she’s yet to provide a personal anecdote about a family member (in many shows we are often presented with characters who will occassionally mention an off-screen person with a short story about them - for instance in iCarly the character Spencer is always speaking about his friend Socko (can’t remember the spelling, sorry) and so we know that his friend is a bit of an eccentric bloke, which matches Spencer very well and furthers his oddness that we loved about him. Often, anecdotes about friends and family are often an insight into the character narrating the story, and so I find it interesting that Nicole has yet to mention a friend, aunt, cousin, mother, etc in the whole time that we’ve had scenes with her. Maybe she just doesn’t find in herself in conversations that remind her of those people but again I do find it interesting how her past life has not yet been made into the present.

So this brings me onto the idea that maybe Nicole’s family is absent from her life somehow. This makes me wonder if perhaps she had grown up in the foster care system and had no real parental figure in her life before. Another theory (that me and my friend have deeply discussed with our evidence) is that maybe Nicole’s family did not accept her as a lesbian woman. My main reason for considering this (and for reasons beyond that being our biggest fears as LGBT+ people) but mostly for one particular scene involving Nedley.

During episode 12 of season 1, Champ outs WayHaught to Nedley and Nicole’s immediate reaction is to look up at Nedley and this is her reaction….

To me I read this facial expression as tense and terrified. She’s in a small town and I think we know that it’s universally acknowledged that small towns tend to have small minds when it comes to such things. So perhaps she’s just worried about her job but there’s also that possibility that she’s fearing that her past will repeat with perhaps how her family reacted when they learnt of her sexuality. Either way we can’t ignore how she’s never mentioned her family, how we’ve never seen photographs (although I did once come across a post that indicates perhaps she has one on her desk but it’s not the best quality and have not been able to find that post since) and so I feel like they are connected to each other. Beyond that I am uncertain on anything else because again we only seem to get Nicole in snippets, such as Nedley telling her how she had been top of the class, how she had forgotten to put her name on her helmet and that she was involved in a flooding incident (pretty sure that’s what drunk Nicole was talking about. If I’m wrong do correct me). Any further ideas on her past?