In this post I want to give a list of reasons why Twincer is my prime suspect as AD. I know a lot of these ‘clues’ come from interviews, but they’re still really convincing for me at least. I’ve definitely missed some of the clues from within the show because they’re not as easy to spot - we need to know for sure if Twincer is happening, then we can dig further. (The fun won’t instantly stop once the finale airs.) But for now, enjoy these, and at the end, I give my theory as to the motive.
Please note: none of this is overly new. This is just the summation of everything we’ve been talking about on my blog for the past couple months. I wanted to put all the ideas into one post, rather than 31529 mini posts scattered here and there. I will be updating this as we find more.
The famous airport scene from 715. We all already think it’s weird that "Spencer" asked Ezra to not tell anyone he saw her there with Wren. What’s weirder, is the fact that Wren and “Spencer” were arguing. Amongst muffle, I heard Spencer say "stop calling me that" (let me know if you heard differently). Did Wren have a slip-of-the-tongue moment and call her Spencer rather than the twin’s real name?
Dr. Cochran’s story is very telling. We all already know the ambiguous implication that Mary had more than two babies, because Dr. Cochran said he dealt with “two of Mary’s babies”. What’s more interesting is the second baby he dealt with. The first baby (Charlotte) he gave to Jessica. He said that the second baby that he delivered was placed in family county services. This could not have been Spencer, since Spencer was delivered to Veronica within 5 minutes of birth. So, who was that second baby that was placed in family services? I believe it was Spencer’s twin. Why? Dr Cochran referred to that second baby as “underweight but tenacious” - lo and behold, the next episode, Toby calls Spencer tenacious. This was the writers foreshadowing the similarities between this second baby, and Spencer. Twins.
We all know Hanna’s ‘dream’ in 701. It makes no sense that Hanna was able to dream ‘Spencer’ saying the name A.D. since Hanna was kidnapped before these initials were even revealed. Perhaps Hanna was visited by Twincer; the one holding her captive.
A.D. needs to stand for something. Spencer’s twin could literally have the initials A.D., since we know she would be Mary Drake’s child. Her first name would start with A and the D would stand for Drake.
Brendan and Ian both confessed to being confused by the identity of A.D. They needed the backstory to understand it. Is that because they had no idea who has the name “Alex Drake” (for example) ?
Tyler said before 7B aired that “you’ve never met AD. You kind of have. You’ll know what I mean”. This can be interpreted in two ways: you’ve never met Twincer but since you know Spencer, you kind of know who AD is. Or. You’ve seen Twincer over the years, but thought it was Spencer. Either way, Tyler’s comment screams twin-theory to me. This could apply to any twin theory, but in this context, I’m using it for Spencer.
Ian said (0:57) that “fans will be satisfied to a point. Right when it seems it’s gonna be really great, it might do a little [downwards hand motion]”…. That cheeky smile on Ian’s face when he said “it seems it’s gonna be really great”… what could be greater than a liar being AD? Ian could be referring to the fact that they initially show us Troian under the hoodie, making us think Spencer is AD. Then, after commercial break, they will reveal it’s just her twin, hence the “it might do a little [downwards hand motion]”. We will be satisfied to a point, he said. It’ll start off amazing by thinking it’s Spencer, oh wait, it’s another twin.
Ashley said (0:14) that she didn’t even know the A.D. reveal is possible. Because she did not expect a second pair of twins to come along?
“It’s like there are two of you living in this house. You, and you’re evil twin, and we’re not sure who’s coming down to breakfast". said Veronica to Spencer in 423. Foreshadowing at it’s finest.
Spencer doesn’t remember this flashback. Was it her twin? And oh how coincidental, that the writers tell us a time Spencer doesn’t remember, in the same scene Veronica makes the above comment about Spencer’s “evil twin”.
“Where are they?” said Mary as she entered the Hastings house (flashback from 717). Who is they? The twins? She proceeded to say that Spencer is the only good thing she’s ever made. Maybe Mary knows Spencer’s twin is evil, and is neglecting her.
“You look very much like your sister. Almost like twins”. said Mary to Spencer in 701. The writers wanted us to think that Mary was talking about Spencer and Melissa, since Mary was holding a picture of the half-sisters. But, were the writers, and therefore Mary, hinting towards Twincer? Is Mary being blackmailed/forced (by Peter?) to keep quiet on Twincer, and she had a slip-of-the-tongue moment here?
Marlene is very aware of the Twincer theories. Back in 2014 she said that Troian sent her an online fan theory regarding Spencer having a twin who is A. Marlene was blown away by it and she thought it was a very well thought out plan with detailed evidence across the series. Watch from 1:35. Whilst you may be saying “there’s NO WAY Marlene spoilt her own show’s ending in an interview!!” - I feel like she had no idea the show would go on for 7 seasons, and once they got renewed, she panicked. “Shit, we need a new Uber A. Let’s go with that brilliant fan theory Troian sent me”. She probably regrets making this interview now. You can tell her passion for Twincer in this interview. She talks so damn highly of it.
Marlene has said that the person who plays A.D. had known for a while. We know that Marlene told Troian the entire ending of the show years in advance. “Just like I had story time with Marlene, you all now get story time with Pretty Little Liars” said Troian.
The girl in the coffin in the opening has the exact same black puffy shirt as Spencer.
Why does it seem that A.D. is always going after the Hastings? Why shoot Spencer, out of all the liars? Why demand Aria to plant the audio device in the Hastings? Why not ruin the Marin household? The jealous twin wants her ungrateful sister dead, hence the shooting, and the jealous daughter is angry she never got adopted. Too much of the story is Hastings-oriented.
“They’re all some pretty. Good. Theories.” Was Janel’s response to being asked about the Spencer-twin theories. (22:20)
And, I’ll just leave this here. Good one @prettylittlesessions !
“Spencer’s” weird comments in 718. In 718 “Spencer” says to Toby “you know what its like to be the outsider. Removed from friends and family”. What made her say this? Nothing was said or done in 718 to prompt our Spencer to say this.
Keegan said there are no more Spoby kisses in 7B. “I can honestly say that there is not another Spoby kiss.” Yet - there was one in 718. Either Keegan lied, or that was Spencer’s twin. (10:15)
“It’s somebody you have seen.” says Marlene in regards to who AD is. Was she talking about the Spoby kiss in 710, which Twincer referred to in 718 when she kissed Toby again? Marlene was very careful to avoid saying “it’s someone you KNOW”. We don't “know” Twincer. But, we have seen her.
“That’s not the Spencer I know” said Toby in 718. Writers are foreshadowing.
Setting all this aside, I want to add my theory on the backstory and motive:
Twincer, who’s name is A_____ Drake, was born in Radley, as Dr. Cochran told us in 7A.
Twincer was raised in Radley - not because she needed to be at a psychological hospital, but as a form of daycare, because Mary was deemed an unfit mother, and also she kept Twincer a secret from Peter… he already hated her (to the point of planning her murder, later on) enough for having one baby together, imagine Peter’s reaction to having twins.
There, Twincer met and bonded with her sister Charlotte. Charlotte became Twincer’s only friend. (Twincer might even be Bethany, since we already know of this bond between Bethany and Charlotte, and how Bethany was drawing Charles being taken away by a monster. But for this theory, let’s just forget Bethany for a second.)
When Mona came to Radley and started telling Charlotte about everything she did to her sister, Charlotte and Twincer wanted to play. They wanted a turn at harassing Spencer and her friends.
For Charlotte, as we know, it was the feeling of finally succeeding at something in life that made the game her drug. For Twincer, it was something far darker.
Harassing Aria, Hanna, Emily and Alison is all about driving a wedge between the girls. Twincer wants to break up the girls. Turn them against each other. Hopefully by throwing fire at the girls, they will break up, ultimately, to ruin Spencer’s life. Again, jealousy. Twincer’s plan is backfiring because it’s exactly A’s threats that makes Spencer say “we need each other more than ever” and “always stick together”. The writers keep making the point of SPENCER being the one to make the comments about “always” sticking together. Twincer cannot break Spencer and her bitches. This is fueling Twincer’s anger. Nothing is working.
That’s why AD/Twincer recently shot Spencer. “If I can’t break the girls up to ruin Spencer’s life, why not just become Spencer?” Twincer shot Spencer in an attempt to assume her identity and squeeze her way into the loving friendship group that she could never crack. “These girls are so loyal to each other… they don’t even break up after even my threats. Damn, I want to be a part of this. It’s my turn to live a happy life. You had your turn Spencer.”
Note: I do not believe that AD has been operating since season 1. Mona’s time as A is completely independent from Charlotte and Twincer’s story. Mona started the game, and now someone is ending it, and she wants to know who. Charlotte and Twincer are their own duo; their own A-team, which stemmed as a result of Mona coming to Radley. Charlotte revealed herself - next up in the A team is Twincer, who is carrying on the game she once played with her sister.
obviously this involves it being an American edition/season but that’s fine
all of the squad are contestants, as well as like, Doug Judy and a couple of others (maybe Figgis just for laughs idk)
Holt and Wuntch are the judges, Kevin and the Vulture are the presenters
Wuntch, weirdly, is the nice judge for the most part, cos it’s mainly just Holt she hates, Holt is the tougher judge that everyone wants a handshake off
they never agree on anything, coming to decisions is a NIGHTMARE which is how Kevin and the Vulture are unofficial judges behind the scenes
the Vulture is his usual awful self, slaps Jake’s ass off camera a lot, genuinely makes him really uncomfortable until Gina and Rosa notice at one point and threaten him until he agrees to stop
Kevin is the presenter who goes around and reassures people when they are freaking out
also he and Holt met in a baking class back in the day which is part of the reason they love baking so much (they bake together all the time at home)
Jake is the baker who literally has no fucking clue how he actually made it in bc he has no idea what he’s doing but somehow he just has a Knack and it always turns out amazing (with the exception of a couple of True Disasters)
Amy comes from a long line of amazing bakers and is hella competitive, and super meticulous with her recipes and all instructions, means she Stresses during the technicals but she does know her shit and she just has to keep reminding herself that it’s like an exam where she has to learn in advance and remember
Rosa relies on family recipes, says she cares about them more than the actual family members who made them, also goes with her own gut feeling (usually involves putting alcohol in the food if she’s not sure what’s missing)
Gina learned how to bake via trial and error and general self-discovery during a year where she was forced to stay at home and take things easy after she got hit by a bus (also usually the one putting alcohol in her food)
Terry loves baking for his kids and his wife and they’re his biggest fans, all of his bakes are inspired by them/done with them in mind, he gets teary on the show a lot
Charles is still his Foodie self, so he gets Very Intense about it all and is the one that tries all the super weird flavours
Hitchcock and Scully applied together and everyone’s fairly sure they just got picked for the comic relief but then occasionally one of them will actually bake something really good??
Jake falls in love with Amy during a peanut brownie challenge while they flirt over peanuts, he makes heart eyes at her for the whole competition after that, occasionally gets so distracted by how beautiful/adorkable she’s being that he fucks his bakes up
Gina falls in love with Rosa after seeing her punching her bread dough, spends the whole rest of the competition trying to pick her up, it starts to take priority over the actual baking and Kevin has Noticed and is subtly trying to help her out
Jake and Gina have been besties since the auditions so they start trying to help each other get their girls
aaand let’s not forget Doug Judy
aka Jake’s ex-best friend from high school, they used to be the baking bros and use cupcakes to pick up girls
until one day they were going for the same girl, so they both made stuff to impress her, and she said she preferred Jake’s but then Doug took the credit for them, and took her to prom only to stand her up
Jake has never forgotten and never forgiven
hasn’t made cupcakes since, too painful, too traumatic
which really fucks him up when they get a cupcake challenge
seriously like imagine him trash talking Judy and then they announce “cupcakes!!” and he does his melodramatic NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
(you decide if he manages to nail it and beat Judy’s cupcakes yet again, or if he totally botches it bc nerves)
anyway at one point Jake gets the coveted Holt Handshake and he is so elated his entire life has just been made bc he has been watching the show for years and idolises him so much
Amy is the same and she is so horrifically jealous until Holt tries her food next and also gives her a handshake and then her and Jake just look at each other like “WHAAAT”
Jake comes over after and is so excited he just gives her this real big hug and it’s really Pure bc then he gets super embarrassed and awkward but she is like “oh no, he’s so cute, help I have been specifically Not Noticing That”
I have no idea who wins but Peraltiago and Dianetti and Holtzner are all in love and happy at the end
basically what I’m saying is can someone with the adequate baking and GBBO knowledge please write this AU I need it desperately
So, let's say that you're at school and you see a guy you know. I mean, you guys talk every once in a while and he's pretty cool, but you're not like friends or anything. You just talk to him every once in a while.
What's his name?
I don't know. Frank?
Okay, fine. His name is Will. Okay?
I don't think it really suits him, but okay.
...So anyway, you're at school during lunchtime and you see Will. So, you notice Will's not eating anything. That's when you realize that Will has no lunch, no money for lunch, and no way of getting either. He's just sitting there like he normally would. He's not acting any differently and he's not asking anyone for anything. Not money, not a fry, not even a salt packet, but you know he's gotta be hungry. So, what do you do?
Do I have any money?
Yeah. You have enough for you and another meal.
Duh, I buy him lunch.
Okay, cool. So, like you said, you buy him lunch. You buy your lunch and you buy his lunch and you go over and hand it to him. And, he says, "Wow. You know, that's really nice of you, but I wasn't gonna ask anyone for lunch. I was probably just gonna wait until I got home to eat." And, then you say--
Nah, it's cool.
Exactly. You say, "Nah, it's cool. I'm just being nice. It's a gift." And, Will says, "You know, that's awesome. You're really nice, bro." And, after that, you guys start hanging out. You guys are like really good buds. You are always hanging out and laughing and just having a good time. So, you guys are friends for a few months, and it's tons of fun. Then, one day, you go up to Will and you say, "Hey, Will, you know, I've been thinking, and I kinda want that five bucks."
What five bucks?
Hold on. I'm getting there. So, Will says, "What five bucks?" To which, you reply, "Well, we've been hanging out for a long time and it's been really fun, but like, I've done a lot of really nice things for you. Like, I'm always nice to you and I always listen and do things you wanna do, so I was thinking that because I've been so nice, you should pay me back that five bucks I spent to get your lunch right before we started really hanging out."
What? Why would I--
I'm not done yet. So, then Will looks kinda hurt and he says, "But I thought you were just being nice. I thought that was just a gift." So, you say, "Whether or not it was a gift, don't you think you kinda owe me that five bucks since I've been so nice to you?" And, Will says, "No. I don't think I owe you that!" And you get mad, so you say, "Well, I think that you do, so I think you're being really shitty and stuck up about this and I feel like I've been completely wronged."
Oh, my God. That's so fucked up of me. I would never do that to Will. Will was nice. We were buds. That's way screwed.
I know, right? Hey, just wondering, have you ever heard of this fictional place called "The Friendzone?"
The characters in this are Azrael the Angel of Death (played by Y) and Dareios who is possessed by a snake demon/deity that calls itself Leviathan (played by me). Dareios is immortal thanks to Leviathan, and Azrael doesn’t like immortal humans, so Y and I are trying to figure out how they would interact.
Y: Okay but Azrael’s blades usually conceal themselves as scissors imagine a typical teenager in a hoodie (Azrael’s human appearance) threathening Dareios with scissors. I wouldn’t be sure whether to laugh or call the cops.
Me: “Well as long as they don’t run with them” - Dareios
Y: I think that’s gonna be the least of your concerns somehow buddy
Y: Honestly tho I know for fact that the first thing Azrael says to Dareios is “the fuck are you”.
Y: (I have this idea that Azrael is the only angel who swears)
(here’s where we switched to actually being IC or OOC)
Dareios: “I could ask you the same question, but I already know the answer: rude.”
Y: OH SNAP
Me: I love it when Dareios goes all sassy.
Azrael: “Politeness gets you nowhere, certainly not when facing death.”
Y: But seriously Azrael looks like a moody teenager so I doubt that would be taken seriously
Dareios: “Assuming I will answer your question…”
Dareios/Leviathan (talking at the same time): “…Which of us did you ask?”
Azrael: “Cursed be the English language. The ‘you’ was plural.”
Y: ‘Cursed be the English language’? Who says that???
Me: Azrael, clearly
Dareios: “That is a very old-fashioned phrase for a kid like you”
Azrael: “Now who’s the rude one. Show your elders some respect.”
Leviathan: “Excuse you!?” (pretending to be insulted)
Azrael: (snickers) “You clearly haven’t seen me before. Understandable, since you’re immortal, you don’t know what Death looks like.”
Dareios: “I know what Death looks like, but it never holds me long enough for me to register its true appearance.”
Azrael: “Well now you do. And now I have to correct the natural order.” (takes out scissors)
Dareios: “Going to cut my thread of life, or whatever it’s called?”
Azrael: “Oh no. I take offense to immortal humans, I’m going to get up close and personal with this.” (separates the blades of the scissors and turns them into a dagger and a sword)
Dareios: “Well, you definitely shouldn’t run with those.” (makes magic sword appear out of thin air)
Azrael: “I’ve been doing this since the dawn of life. You should be worried about yourself.”
Y: Dawn of life, is that even a thing??
Me: I guess it is
Dareios: "I’d like to see you try. Maybe I will stay dead this time. I doubt it, though.“
Azrael: (suddenly holding the dagger to Dareios’ throat) “Don’t patronize me, WORM.”
Leviathan: “I take offense to that.”
Azrael: (steps back) “And I take offense to you. We’re even now, huh?”
Leviathan: “Guess so.”
Y: Okay but (her other two characters) standing on the sideline watching these two duke it out
Leviathan: “Question. Can an Angel of Death die?”
Azrael: “Are you an idiot? Of course I can’t. If I died, no one else would. The natural order would be a mess.”
Leviathan: “Another question. Do you think you’d be able to kill a god?”
Azrael: “I’ve done it before. The real question is; is it your time to go? I know the human passed his long ago. That must be corrected.”
Leviathan: “My dear host will not pass his time until I allow him to.”
Azrael: “Unfortunately for you, you’re not in charge of either fate or destiny. All I have to do is wrench control from you for just a second. Then he’s gone.”
Leviathan: “Gone for how long?”
Azrael: “Forever. He’ll be dead.”
Leviathan: “Will he? He has died thousands of times before, and I brought him back every time.”
Azrael: “This time is different. You haven’t dealt with me in person before. When I close the gates, they won’t open for anyone.”
Leviathan: “I’d like to see that happening.”
Azrael: “I told you, didn’t I? You’re not the one in charge. I am.” (reveals wings)
Leviathan: “Oh, really? Who is stronger, an Angel or a God? Time to find out~”
Azrael: “Such arrogance. I was here before you, and I will be here after you. Those words, I’ve heard them before. Yet I am here, and they are not.”
Leviathan: “Were you here before me? Well, I suppose you were in this exact location before I was, but that’s not the point.”
Me: Leviathan no. Stop sassing the angel of death.
Azrael: “The moment life was invented, I was there, ready to claim it. Such is the natural law of things.”
Leviathan: “Would that make you the first or the second creature alive?”
Azrael: “Second after God. I was a force of nature at first. Then I chose to serve Him.”
Leviathan: “That makes sense. Now, I guess we have talked enough…”
Azrael: “You are a fine conversation partner, I must say. Not many people ask me things other than 'why me?’.”
Leviathan: “I know the answer to that already, so I don’t need to ask. Now, are you going to kill me or not?”
can you write a thing where virgil is like leg tapping or clicking his fingers when its loud or he gets anxious because I do that and tbh I don't wanna feel alone in doing it -r
i absolutely can my friend (i do it too you’re not alone xx)
tap. tap. tap. click. tap. tap. click. tap.
Virgil is restless. Everything around him is too loud, and too bright, and just too much, but he can’t leave. He’s been roped into another movie night, not that he’s complaining really, and it’s suddenly overwhelming. He knows he’d upset the others if he leaves so instead he tap. tap. taps. his legs, and click. click. clicks. his fingers; he worries that it’s annoying, but no one has said anything yet.
tap. tap. tap. click. tap. tap. click. tap.
Fuck. He’s done it now. They’re going to scold him, or worse yell at him, or tell him to stop being so damn annoying, or-
“Kiddo? Are you okay?”
Or maybe not. Well, wait no. That was Patton. Patton’s always gentle, and understanding. Surely, the other two would be annoyed.
“Anxiety. Look at us.”
Okay, Logan. Logan sounds concerned, and not angry. Okay, fine, but Roman will definitely-
“Verge, buddy. Can you even hear us?”
Yeah. Yeah, Virgil hears him loud, and clear. None of them sound angry. Why? His nervous habits are probably the most annoying thing in the world. At least they should be, right? All he ever does is make irritating noises, and chew on things, and do stupid, impulsive things in the midst of panic attacks, and-
“Alright, Roman, Patton. Give him some space. I will try to bring him out of his dissociative state.”
Dissociative state? No, he was definitely not dissociating. He could hear everything perfectly fine. He could see- Okay, no his vision was definitely out of focus. He did feel kind of far away from everyone. Everything felt heavy, and blurry, and strange, and he still couldn’t stop tap. tap. tapping.
“Virgil, grab my hand.”
Grab whose hand? Who’s speaking?
A beat of silence then suddenly someone grabs Virgil’s hands, and stops the click. click. clicking. This makes Virgil more aware of where he is, but he still tap. tap. taps. Until someone rests their hand on his leg. He didn’t know if it was only one of the others doing this, or two, but he didn’t seem to mind. The touch was slowly, but surely, bringing him back to reality; normally sudden touch would scare him, but this was okay.
“Keep listening to my voice,”
And Virgil did.
Virgil listened to the voice drone on, and on about different things until he snapped out of his dream like state, and was able to see it was Logan kneeling in front of him.
“Hey, there you are. Would you like to talk about why you’re so restless, or why you disassociated?”
“Maybe we should give him a minute, Logan.”
Patton. Virgil looked at Patton, and saw the worry in his eyes. Then he looked at Roman to see the concern in his. Then back at Logan to see the clinical, worried look you’d see on a doctor’s face. Now Virgil felt too… analyzed. Observed. He shrunk back in fear, and resumed the click. click. clicking.
Logan grabbed his hands again.
“Virgil, it’s okay. We’re not upset. We’re not scrutinizing you. We would just like to know what is bothering you so we can find a solution.”
Finally, Virgil finds his voice. It’s hoarse, and small, but it’s there.
“I-I, uhh.. I just.. got overwhelmed. No big deal.”
Logan stares at him inquisitively, and Virgil almost instinctively cowers again, but strangely enough something about it makes him feel safe.
“Overwhelmed? Correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe you were experiencing sensory overload. And I assume the fidgeting was giving you something to focus on? Or did you not realize you were doing it?”
Virgil pauses to think. He didn’t really remember if he was honest. It was just.. a normal thing for him at this point. It just happens, and he didn’t even feel fully present so who knows why he was doing it, or if he even realized he was.
“I.. I don’t know, okay? Yeah, it was sensory overload. I deal with that frequently, but I can’t tell you anything about the.. fidgeting.. It just happens…. Uhh.. What exactly was I doing again?”
Logan exchanges a worried look with the others, and Virgil’s heart picks up pace. He convinced himself their annoyance was disguised with fake worry so they could get him to stop irritating them.
“You were tapping your leg, and clicking your fingers excessively.”
Oh. Oh, right.
“Oh. Yeah. Well, I’m sorry if that was annoying. You guys can go back to the movie now. I’ll just.. go to my room.”
God, what movie was even playing? He can’t remember. He sneaks a glance at the tv. The Lion King was paused on Roman’s favorite part. Now he feels even worse.
Virgil stands up to leave, but Patton grabs his arm.
Virgil notices that Roman looks like he wants to protest that statement, but Patton shuts him up with a stern look. That didn’t really help much. Virgil shrugs, and tries to get out of Patton’s grasp. Roman’s voice stops him.
“No, wait, Virgil. I’m sorry. I know you can’t help doing those.. nervous habit things. Please stay with us?”
Another beat of silence, and Roman frowns. Luckily for all of them Logan has found a solution.
“Why not use one of your fidget devices? That way you have something to focus on, and don’t have to worry about bothering us as they don’t really make much noise. It also allows you to stay here with us. Which we would like very much.”
A fucking fidget device. Why Virgil hadn’t thought to use one of those was beyond him at this point. Stupid.
Logan gives him a smile that seems proud, and relieved, and Virgil almost wants to hug him for being as understanding as he always is. Patton gives him his usual, bright, happy grin, and Virgil definitely wants to hug him. And Roman.. Roman gives him a softer, smaller smile, but Virgil still wants to hug him all the same. He doesn’t though. Instead he accepts the offered fidget spinner, and sits back down.
The others join him, and the movie is resumed.
He finds himself resting his head on Patton’s shoulder, and now instead of the tap. tap. tapping. or the click. click. clicking. there’s a faint, and soft. whir. whir. whirring. and he feels okay.
whoa i actually really like this?? wowie. anyway if i got anything wrong about disassociating please let me know! ill do my best to correct it 😌
Request- Oh my word I love your writing! Could I request a Stiles imagine where the reader and him go on like a cute date but then the reader gets kidnapped and is just really sarcastic with her captures and Stiles and Scott try and save the reader in the most unconventional and hilarious ways possible. P.S. I love your writing.
Author’s Note- First of all, thank you love. This request was a really cute concept, so warning it is pretty long. I hope you enjoy x
You ran out to Stiles’ jeep on your driveway. “Hey beautiful” he beamed as you opened the door and sat down. “Hey handsome” you returned, clipping in your seatbelt. “So what did you chose for date night?” you asked, as he took the jeep off park. “A drive in movie” he smiled. “Good choice” you nod, as he began to drive. When you arrived it was an abnormally busy day there, I guess it was because tickets were half price due to it closing down within the next few months. “What film is showing?” you asked, staring at all the people walking around with popcorn, drinks and snacks. “It’s Taken 2″ Stiles answered, after the lady passed you your tickets. You picked a space and reversed into it. You then both climbed out with all your stuff and set up in the back of the jeep. Stiles had packed blankets, pillows, food and even fairy lights to hang up. “You’re cute” you whispered. “I know” he winked playfully. You rolled your eyes and he kissed your forehead. You watched the film curled into your boyfriend’s chest, that was until you decided to need the bathroom. “I’ll walk you up there” Stiles offered. “It’s fine, plus when we get back people would have taken all of your cute stuff” you said climbing out. “I don’t care about my fairy lights, I care about you” he pouted, like a puppy. “Well I do, and I promise I’ll be back in five minutes tops” you sounded adamant. “Okay, well be safe” Stiles said hesitantly, not being able to hide his concern. “I will” you smiled sweetly, kissing him and walking off.
You hadn’t even walked four steps when your phone started to blow up with notifications. ‘You okay?’, ‘No guys are looking at you are they?’ ‘Tell them I have a bat and a werewolf best friend’ ‘Y/n you better reply I’m panicking’ . You stood still and turned around. “Stiles you can literally still see me” you shouted. “Just making sure” he called back. You shook your head and laughed, before continuing on your journey. You and Stiles text back and forth the whole way there, because he wanted to make sure you were completely safe. ‘I’m going into the bathroom now, I’ll text you the second I’m out’. ‘Okay baby’. The toilets were packed when you got in there, but once you came out of the stall they were completely empty. You washed your hands and dried them on your clothes, to get out of there as quick as you could. You couldn’t deny that something didn’t quite feel right. You got outside and reached for your phone in your back pocket. You started to text your boyfriend, when you felt like someone was watching you. ‘I’m on my way bac-’ you started to type, before you felt someone grab your shoulder firmly. You instantly turned around to see a hooded and masked figure, you also noticed that there was no longer people walking around, as it was now the climax of the film. “But it’s date night” you whined to yourself, being no stranger to the bad in Beacon Hills. You weren’t exactly terrified, as you’d come face to face with tons of supernatural creatures by now, and a kidnapper was hardly the scariest. Stiles must have seen that you had been ‘typing’ on the chat for a while, so he called you out of concern, which the capturer’s attention was automatically drawn to, giving you enough time to elbow him In the dick and run. You ran to the closest staff car park, which was a lot darker and quieter because no one was around. You ducked behind a car, realising that there was more than one kidnapper looking for you. You turned your phone onto silent and dimmed the brightness, before calling Stiles. “Are you okay, where are you?” he immediately answered. “There are about three masked people looking for me- and I’m in the staff car park” you whispered into your phone. “Okay I’m coming, don’t panic and just stay on the phone to me okay” you could hear the own panic in his voice, yet he tried to remain calm to not worry you. “Okay” you breathed. You looked under the car to see if you could see their feet, as they looked for you, and whatever Stiles was saying became blurred as you couldn’t see any of them. You stood up slowly and turned around, ready to make another run for it. “Oh shit- you scared me” you couldn’t help but add the sarcastic comment at the end, as you came face to face with them all. They covered your mouth with tape and shoved an empty pillow case over your head, before shoving you in the trunk of a car. Just great.
They must have sedated you or something, because the next thing you knew, you were waking up in the middle of an empty warehouse, on like the sixth floor up. You opened your eyes, seeing you were tied to a chair by your wrists. Shortly after that, you let out a small splutter. “What’s so funny?” one of the people spoke, feeling mocked. “It’s just very cliché” you criticised, with a smirk. “Someone has balls” the one that grabbed you said (the first capturer). “Clearly bigger than yours” you commented with a fake pout, referring to how he groaned like a little bitch earlier. “I like her” the third spoke, which you now knew was female. “Why don’t you take your masks off then, and we can become better acquainted” you smiled falsely. “No can do I’m afraid, boss’ orders” the second male spoke. “And what would your boss want with me?” you asked, furrowing your brows. “You know if I was in your position, I’d be a lot nicer and do a lot of begging and less of the sarcastic comments” the first taunted. You stuck your finger up at him, with the little mobility you had and mouthed the words ‘Fuck You’, before looking back to the others for answers. Which caused the two of them to laugh, and for him to storm out like a child, slamming the warehouse door shut. “All we know is that we have to keep you here, until someone of more value comes along” the girl shrugged. Their boss clearly knows about your supernatural friends, and rather your capturers know a lot more than they’re making out, or their boss has genuinely sent them in blind, to see what Scott and the pack are really capable of. “So I’m the bait?” you quickly asked, not wanting to give too much away. “I guess you could say that” he spoke. The next few hours were torture, simply because you were that fucking bored. They didn’t ask questions, no interrogation, hell you were even waiting for a physical altercation to have something to do. The only fun you had, came from bullying the first capturer, who had stormed off a total of ten times because you were so mean to him. The worst part was that you couldn’t even try to save yourself with the training Allison had given you, because literally all they did was sit and watch your every move all day. You could blink and one of them would jump up, gun at the ready. Luckily the first capturer didn’t have a gun, like the other two, because you certainly wouldn’t have left unharmed.
Meanwhile, Scott and Stiles were having a lot more of a ‘productive’ day than yourself. I say ‘productive’ as they weren’t really getting anywhere, but the pair of them were really trying. Bless them. They didn’t want to involve the rest of the pack or Stiles’ dad yet, until they at least knew more information. Which of course they didn’t have, because the people that took you were clearly a new threat to the pack- and partially because they were acting like nervous wrecks. Stiles had stripped his murder board and replaced it with your case. In other words all he had done was place a picture of you an him together, with a string attaching it to a terrible drawing of three stick people. Scott on the other hand, was sitting on the bed searching the bestiary for answers. Which of course, would have been no help what so ever. “There’s nothing about a kidnapping creature that hunts in threes” Scott finally concluded, shutting it. “So maybe they’re not even supernatural?” Stiles suggested. They looked at each other intensely for a second, before both brushing it off and saying “Nahh” in unison. In the pair of their minds, anything surrounding the crime in Beacon Hills was supernatural based. “I could try and track her by scent” Scott suddenly remembered he was a werewolf. “You don’t have to” Stiles suddenly remembered. He grabbed his phone off his desk and waved it at Scott. “You’re going to call her?” Scott asked, confused. “No, I’m going to track her phone” he corrected, as if Scott should have known. “You have a tracking device on her phone Stiles?” he asked, judging his best friend’s overprotective and concerning behaviour. “I have a tracking device in all of your phones- Scott we all agreed to it months ago” Stiles stated. “Oh yeah” he nod his head, recalling the pack meeting on it. “To the jeep” Stiles shouted, very hyperactively. “Never say that again” Scott commented, trailing behind him.
“My boyfriend will find me” you said smugly, fishing for conversations to cure your boredom more than anything. “Good luck with that” one of them retort. “He will” you couldn’t help but have the last word. “Do you still have that tape?” the first capturer spoke again. “And he’s going to destroy you” you carried on. “Your boyfriend wont do shit” he said, getting into your face. “Well I certainly will” you bit back. He hovered confused above you for a second, that was before you forcefully kicked him in the balls, causing him to drop to the ground in pain this time. You smirked and raised your eyebrows, and the other two couldn’t help but laugh. He then stood up angrily (Still holding his balls) and grabbed the gun out of the girl’s hand. “No don't” the other male shouted, stepping in front of you. “If you kill her now, without getting whoever the fuck we’re supposed to be luring here, we wont get paid” he spoke In a low voice, which you managed to just about hear. “Yeah you cant kill me, I’m the bait” you smiled both sarcastically and smugly. He reluctantly gave the gun to the second capturer, who then passed it back to the girl. ‘You’re screwed’ you mouthed, so only the first capturer could see, after realising that they didn’t know anything about your supernatural friends. He clenched his fists and breathed, you were relying on Scott and Stiles because you knew that motherfucker wouldn’t hesitate to kill you.
“The signal ends here” Scott pointed out, staring at the locater on Stiles’ phone. He then pulled up into the empty car park and the two of them hopped out, slamming the doors shut. The sound of that echoed into the windows of the warehouse, alerting them of the arrival. “We’ve got company” the girl said, as her and the second capturer made their way to glance out the window. You squinted your eyes shut for a moment, out of their stupidity. When you opened your eyes, the first capturer was standing there with a cocky expression, he mouthed the words ‘show time’ to you, before joining the others to look out the window- and grabbing the girl’s gun once again. Meanwhile Scott and Stiles stood by the jeep oblivious, they picked up your smashed phone from the floor. “Maybe she’s in there” Scott suggested, as they looked at the large warehouse. “Nahh” they both said in unison once again. “That’s what they want us to think” Stiles said wisely, as they both went to get back into the jeep. All of a sudden, one gun shot was let off. “Stiles!” you screamed, not being able to see what was happening. You then began to pull against your restraints desperately. “Omg” Stiles said in shock, as Scott pulled out the bullet from his own arm. He turned to look up at the window, his eyes glowing bright red. “What The Fuck” the second capturer said in disbelief. “GET THE FUCKING DOOR” the first kidnapper shouted, while continuing to shoot at the pair of them from the window. The other two then ran and stood facing the door, the girl stood defenceless behind the second guy. The first capturer quickly joined them, after Scott had managed to make it to the building effortlessly. You had managed to cut one of your restraints, and were now tugging at the much tighter second one, when the door burst open. You couldn’t look, all you heard was the sound of gunshots, growling, and bodies flying around the room. You then turned to see Scott standing, looking down at the three of them on the floor. You breathed in relief, and then your eyes widened when you couldn’t see your stupid, wreckless, irrational, smart, loving, sweet boyfriend. That was until he stumbled into the room a few seconds later, completely out of breath, “Sorry, he got up all of those stairs a lot quicker than me” he spoke slowly between breaths. You looked at him and shook your head, “Save me dumbass” you interrupted. He then came over and untied your other restraint, before helping you up. “You found me” you then smiled at him sweetly. “Because I love you” he replied, cupping your cheeks and pulling you into a passionate kiss. “I helped” Scott interrupted jokingly. You and Stiles pulled away and smiled at each other adoringly. “And come here you” you turned around and pulled Scott into a hug. That’s when you saw the first capturer half standing up, attempting to raise his gun to shoot Scott. Stiles must have clocked on because before you knew it, Stiles had made his way over to him. “Where are you going?” he asked, punching him in the face, knocking him back over. Which low-key turned you on, because who doesn’t fancy badass Stiles? “Who sent you?” Scott asked, as you also made your way over to him. He simply let out a laugh through his bloody mouth, and spat on he ground to show his lack of respect. “Asshole!” you muttered, punching him in the mouth, knocking him out cold. Which low-key turned Stiles on, because who doesn’t fancy badass Y/n?
The three of you climbed into the jeep. “Thanks again dad” Stiles said out of his window. “I’ll take them in for questioning, I’ll help you guys write up your police statements later, with alterations I assume” The Sherriff nodded, relating to the supernatural parts the three of you will need to edit out. “Thanks” the three of you said In unison, as Stiles started the jeep. “So is that all they said, their boss is after one of us?” Scott asked, as you began to drive away. “Yeah, that’s all” you said in agreement, after telling them both all that had happened. “Looks like we’ll need to do some research, and call for a pack meeting” Scott suggested. “Tomorrow then” Stiles said. “Why not tonight?” Scott asked. “Because me and my girlfriend here, have a date night we need to compensate for” Stiles grinned, causing you to smile. “Oh I see-” Scott laughed. It had been one of the weirdest days of your life, and one you were surely never going to forget, you were glad to have such great friends and a perfect boyfriend to stay with you. No matter how completely and utterly stupid they can be, you wouldn’t change them for the world.
Sorry its long I know, and sorry if the request didn’t turn out as funny as you would have wanted, but I sort of ran away with the plot x
DA2 companions reacting to Varric's news that Solas is Fen'Harel?
Aveline: She sighs, heavily, running a hand over her forehead. “Maker’s breath. I thought Thedas was finally beginning to calm down… foolish, I know.” Her back straightens. “Well, if we all want to live, we better pitch in however we can. Give me updates on the Inquisitor’s progress. I’d say I would keep an eye out for even more suspicious activity, but that’s all there is in Kirkwall some days.”
Fenris: Of course Varric would meet none other than the Dread Wolf. Of course he would. Fenris’ blood boils as Varric tells him the whole story, and a creeping terror looms in his gut, his soul. Solas’ idea of bringing down the Veil is Fenris’ very worst nightmare. “He is a madman, a murderer, and a fool,” he snaps bitterly, “I hope the Inquisitor can find a way to stop him– let me know what they tell you about their progress. I will do everything in my power to help them stop him.”
Anders: He gets it, feeling burdened to do what they see as necessary for an ultimately better future, but his problem with Solas’ plan is that his madness will lead to no future at all, for the elvhen gods will ruin everything once freed. Varric scoffs at him as he says so, but Anders stands by his thoughts. He wishes the Inquisitor luck and wishes there was more he could do to help.
Sebastian: He’s shocked to find a letter from Varric– the dwarf hasn’t spoken to him or replied to any of his letters since he left Kirkwall. He knows things are bad if even Varric is writing to warn him about it. He’s hardly shocked at the truth of what the elvhen gods were, and pities the Inquisitor for such betrayal. He promptly sends a letter back to Varric, thanking him for the warning and promises to support the Inquisitor however he can. Above all, though, he writes that he will pray for them all. Varric declines to respond to his letter yet again.
Carver: He finds out from a letter when he’s up in Weisshaupt with his older sibling. “Because things couldn’t get worse, right?” he says bluntly, voice heavy with disgust. “I wish I could say I was shocked about this, but at this point… hey, brother/sister, send a letter back to Varric telling him to sign us up for whatever the Inquisitor’s doing to stop that rat bastard elf. They need a sword, they’ve got one.”
Bethany: Like Carver, she finds out from a letter Varric sends to her older sibling, and she heaves a great, despairing sigh. “Of course he knew the Dread Wolf that Merrill talked about. Can’t the world just calm down for a few years?” she asks aloud. “Brother/Sister? Tell Varric to tell the Inquisitor we’ll help if they need us.”
Isabela: “We’re fucked.” she utters dryly as she signals for another drink. “We’re so fucked.” She doesn’t know that they have much of a chance of stopping Solas, but when Aveline asks her if she’s going to lie down and accept it, Isabela scoffs. “I never said that. I think the chances that we’re up shit creek without a paddle is extremely high, but you don’t ever go down without a fight. Varric, tell the Inquisitor if they need a ship, I’m available for whatever.”
Merrill: She doesn’t want to believe any of what Varric’s just told her, but she knows Varric wouldn’t lie to her, not like this. The whole of the matter has sent her reeling, and she excuses herself to try to make heads or tails of the situation. Varric sits with her as she sobs, the truth unveiled.
“Fen’Harel,” she gasps as it all sets in, “oh, Varric, this is bad. This is very, very bad! God or not, he’s going to trick so many elves into following him. Oh, dear, this is terrible; he’s going to destroy everything in his madness!
What are we going to do, Varric?” she asks in a whisper, shaking. “The Dread Wolf won’t ensnare me, but he will fool many others! Creat…” She stops, throat suddenly dry, and she sobs into her hands. “Do you know what’s going to happen, Varric? People are going to turn on us because they’ll think all of us are working with him!” Her eyes harden. “He’s doing that on purpose to make us work with him! Well, I won’t! Not now, not ever!”
I find the letter at the foot of my bed when I wake
I don’t know exactly
how to say this
I’ve been sitting
here staring at the blank page for ten minutes
Why did you have
to be the Mage’s Heir?
I wish this
didn’t have to be so hard to say
Crowley, this is
together all this time and
Bet you thought I
I don’t hate you
I can’t even
explain what I
Why did we have
to be enemies?
I love you Simon
He finds me outside the dining hall, and when he
storms towards me I see the letter in his hand.
I brace myself.
“When did you even write this?” I begin.
looks taken aback. “What does that have
to do with anything?”
why did you have to write it today?”
April Fool’s Day, Snow,” he tells me, “or did you forget already?”
just it,” I say, my voice getting louder.
“Why would you write something like this on a day where it could be a
exactly that reason.”
what am I supposed to think?”
gives me a look. “Think whatever you
want, Snow,” he shrugs, “I’ve made my move, just focus on making yours.”
glare up at him a second longer. His
eyes are gray and deep and almost sad.
mouth is right there, and his lips
look soft like his hair.
wonder if he’s noticed where I’m looking.
I wonder if he’ll reach up…
I’ll have to reach down…
I’m even brave enough…
I’m not brave enough.
step back while I still can, before I’ve been staring at his mouth too long or
before one of us closes the distance.
wish I had some sort of parting phrase, something more eloquent than “fuck
you”, but I don’t.
turn and walk away, feeling his eyes bore into my back, feeling that same
magnetic tension I’d felt when I’d left him to cry away his own nightmares.
wait until I’m around the corner before I start running.
Maybe a love letter is a lame April Fool’s Day prank,
but when else am I supposed to tell him?
When else would he take it with a grain of salt?
he didn’t take it with a grain of salt, even today.
hope it makes him hate me. I hope he
burns it in front of me. I hope he makes
me burn it with my own fire.
wish he would just break my heart and leave it at that.
the only thing worse than knowing he hates me is not knowing.
I could have kissed him.
I wanted to kiss him.
outside when I run out of breath and I lean against an ivy-covered wall before
pulling my phone out of my pocket and dialing Penny’s number.
Simon, what’s up?”
squeeze my eyes shut. “You’ve got to
almost kissed Baz.”
I find Simon sitting on the ground against a wall, and
the grass is wet but I join him anyway and wait for him to speak.
wrong with me, Penny?”
shoot him a look. “Nothing’s wrong with you, Simon,” I assure him,
“you’re just scared.”
I hate him, right?”
you have to ask me, then you probably don’t.”
I must,” he insists, “I always have.”
is this even coming from?” I ask. He
hands me a folded slip of paper. A
letter, and even though it’s not signed, it’s clear who wrote it.
was on my bed this morning.”
do realize this is probably a prank, right?”
that’s just it,” he sits forward urgently, “I can’t tell.”
I tell him firmly, “if he does feel this way, then what better day to tell you
than on a day you might not realize it’s true?”
why wouldn’t he want me to realize?”
I don’t know,” I scoff, “maybe because you’ve been mortal enemies your whole
life and he’s supposed to kill you and it would be bad enough if he thought you
hated him but even worse if you didn’t?”
doesn’t respond, weighing the possibility in his mind.
almost kissed whom?”
shakes his head. “I’m not really sure
you want to kiss him?”
a long moment before he gives the slightest of nods. “Why would I want that, Penny?”
a hand on his knee. “Oh, Si,” I murmur
sympathetically, “you know why.”
I only go to the room for a minute after lunch to grab
a jacket, but when I get there, there’s a note on my bed.
I love you too.
Of course I
do. How could I have doubted for a
second that I did?
I avoid him for the rest of the day, spending most of
it wandering the catacombs and when that gets boring, the Wavering Wood. I climb to the top of the highest tree I can
find and close my eyes, trying to remember how it felt yesterday.
know if I should be reading into the note or not, but that’s probably my own
fault. I did it to him, so he did it to
me, all on the one day of the year dedicated to practical jokes.
neither of us have actually said April
wait as long as I can to return to our room for the night, and by then it’s
dark already. Simon doesn’t appear to
have come up yet, but the window is open, so he must have been here since I
found his note.
stare at the window, something dark and long swoops through the outside air
venture closer, and it swings by again, but this time I see what it is. A dragon’s tail.
of me wants to yank it hard and send him tumbling (his wings would save him
anyway, no harm done), but I just poke my head out the window and find Simon on
the roof, his tail dangling over the edge.
in Merlin’s name are you doing up there?”
out I like high places,” he replies without looking at me. I should go back inside (I don’t have
anything else to say), but the sky is clear tonight and the moon is hitting his
curls in a new way and I could study them for hours.
are you looking at?” he asks when he catches me staring.
shake myself out of my trance. “Nothing,”
I say, ducking to retreat back in.
should come up.”
here, it’s a great view.”
can see just fine from here, Snow.”
but…” he trails off, still gazing out over the grounds, “I wanted to talk to
you about something.”
can come down if you want to talk to me.”
the fun in that?” He shoots me a shy
smile like he’s not sure if it’s allowed.
“Seriously, just get out here.”
peer over the windowsill to the moat. “I’ll
you won’t,” Simon scoffs, “I’ve seen you climb.”
won’t look at me again but I can tell he’s not going to take no for an answer.
look anywhere but down or at him as I scramble over the sill and up onto the
roof, not taking the offered hand but not slapping it away either as I might
have done yesterday.
almost-kiss and you’d think the world was turned upside-down.
settle into place beside him, anchoring my feet so I won’t slide down the
angled roof. It’s really not the most
comfortable position, and the night air is colder up here, but now that I’m here
I can see what he was talking about. The
Wood is like a quilt draped over the land and the hills roll like waves into
the distance. “Not a bad view,” I
would be a shame if I were to push you off the roof right now.”
should, just to prove him wrong.
Yesterday I might have.
haven’t we teamed up before?”
give a dark laugh. “It might have
something to do with being mortal enemies.”
that what we are?”
it’s no secret that the Old Families want me to kill you.”
why haven’t you?”
you getting impatient, Snow?”
had every opportunity, but even the times that you have legitimately tried, you’ve
ended up saving me.”
make a note to stop doing that.”
doubt we’d make a very good team, Snow,” I chuckle quietly.
looks genuinely curious. “Why not?”
think there has to be a certain level of trust in a team.”
raise an incredulous eyebrow at him. “I
sold you out to a goblin yesterday,
and now you trust me?”
seems that way.”
that’s the reason we wouldn’t make a good team, because of your horrible
just laughs. “You weren’t actually trying to kill me, and besides,
look how it turned out.”
mind jumps straight to the almost-kiss at the top of the tree and I’m suddenly
grateful for the darkness hiding my blush.
“What do you mean?”
killing that goblin,” he practically gushes, “that was incredible!”
shrug. “Goblins are stupid, it wasn’t
Imagine if we’d teamed up years ago, the Insidious Humdrum would be long
gone by now.”
boring our lives would be.”
wouldn’t have to be enemies.”
look down at my legs. “We’d still have
to be enemies.”
could be unlikely friends.”
glances at me carefully. “Maybe not,” he
agrees after a pause.
he could be alright with friends, but
I don’t know if I ever could.
Fuck the Families. Fuck the Mage. Fuck the roles we’ve been given and the parts
we have to play. Fuck it all. I just want you, Simon Snow.
did you have to write that letter today?”
know if I’m shivering from the cold or the question, or both. “I’ve already told you why.”
couldn’t you have written it tomorrow?”
cast him a sideways glance. “You know
that April Fool’s Day isn’t the one designated day of the year that I’m able to
lie to you, right? Saying it any other
day wouldn’t make it true.”
it were true,” he says slowly, “today
would be the perfect day to say it without the risk of being taken seriously,
shrug carefully. “I suppose.”
looks me right in the eye. “Did you mean
hold his gaze. “Why are you expecting
I trust you.”
right, I’d forgotten.”
doesn’t matter what I say,” I sigh, “you won’t believe me.” It’s the grave I’ve dug myself.
answer, just meet his eyes.
you ever consider,” he murmurs, “even for a moment, the possibility that your
letter would mean something to me?”
speak, I can’t.
that maybe my note wasn’t a prank?”
gulp. “The thought crossed my mind, but
it was too ridiculous to entertain.”
shifts fractionally closer but I can already feel the energy start to crackle
between us. “It’s not that ridiculous.”
are you saying?”
eyes are dark like indigo, his hair framed by the moon behind him. “I think…”
breathe as I wait for him to finish.
I don’t know if I can say it. Writing it down is one thing, but saying it
face-to-face, and this close…
eyes are silver, illuminated by the moon behind me.
“Do you know why I woke you from the nightmares?” he
says suddenly, and I want to slap him for changing the subject. (And then kiss his cheek.) (And then kiss his mouth.)
I was keeping you from your beauty rest?”
you were scared, and… it hurt me to
see you hurting like that.”
won’t look at me again, and I want to take his chin in my hand and make him
meet my eye, but I stay still and wait.
you had the nightmares,” he eventually continues, “you didn’t just say no a lot.”
already know where this is going. “What
else did I say?”
Figures. “I was afraid of that,” I nod.
ask what you were dreaming about?”
takes a long time for me to answer. “I
had to kill you.”
the thought brings tears to my eyes.
don’t have to…”
“Yes. I did.”
He’s silent as I take a ragged breath.
“That’s why it’s my worst nightmare.
I know I’ve been told all my life that I have to kill you, but if it
ever really came to it, I want to think that I’d be brave enough to
refuse. But in my nightmares, I always give in. Sometimes you kill me at the same time, and
then at least I know I won’t have to carry on living in a world without you…”
“After I woke
you,” he says a minute later, his voice getting quieter and quieter, “I hated
myself for what I’d done to you. I
wanted to comfort you, to hold you until you fell asleep again, but I was too
afraid. When I walked away, it was like
someone was ripping a piece out of me, and then I hated myself even more. I thought the feeling would go away, but it
didn’t.” He looks me in the eye, and he
looks terrified. “It still hasn’t.”
He’s only inches
away. There’s tears in his eyes to match
“I think…” Simon moves
even closer, “I think I meant what I wrote.”
My heart goes
quiet, but I’ve never felt more alive.
“I know,” I whisper, “that I meant what I
everything in me right now not to fall against him.
I don’t miss his
eyes as they flicker to my mouth and back up.
When he speaks it’s less than a breath.
He takes a handful
of my shirt and pulls me down to him.
Baz tastes like
citrus and wood smoke and I’m immediately lost in the scent. His mouth is softer than I could have imagined
and I want to be gentle, to move slowly, but I can’t stop myself from opening
his mouth with mine. I feel his sigh
vibrate against my chin as I deepen the kiss and oh, it’s not enough. I want
to hear every sound he has, to explore every inch of him, to stay here forever discovering. I know right now that I’ll never get enough.
Simon kisses me
like he’s starving, like he can’t get enough, yet he’s gentle. His mouth is slow and deep, and my hand is in
his curls before I even know what I’m doing, angling his head and moving slow,
like we have nothing but time. The tears
are spilling over from my eyes and I can feel the moisture of his own tears on
his cheeks, but we’re both kissing through our grins, giddy and desperate for
from him is like pulling the plug on life support, but he stays no more than a
“Are you shaking?”
“It’s cold up
here, Simon,” he murmurs back. “Not
everyone has an internal furnace like you apparently do.”
I grin and wrap
my wings around the two of us. “Call me
He presses a gentle
kiss to my mouth. “Simon,” he breathes,
and I can’t stop myself from pulling him in again.
Baz keeps whispering
my name between kisses, and I keep falling more and more in love with him.
Okay I’m about to make a long theory about why I think black paladin Lance can AND SHOULD happen DISCLOSURE: I may be hard core reaching so don’t get your hopes up (uh or down if you want black paladin Keith???).
I remember you saying that one of your favorites hotmess aus was the laundry mat one where the person puts their clothes into the washer and it's full of blood, would you be willing to write it for my birthday today involving Minhyuk? You really don't have to since my birthday isn't that significant but I would just like to see how you'd interpret it for Minhyuk. Murderer, assassin, clumsy college student that ran into the door and got a nosebleed
you’re right, this is absolutely one of my favorites!! i wrote it for jun once before, but you know what it’s your birthday and you deserve this au if you want it!!! hope your birthday is stellar!!!~~
so it’s like 7 am and you’re at the laundromat because it’s empty, literally no one gets up this early to do chores, so you have the whole place to yourself which is good because tbh laundry can get kind of weird to do with 30 other people watching you fold your underwear
and plus you get to put on your headphones and dance around as badly as you want while you wait for your stuff to get washed
which is exactly what you do after getting everything in the washer
and you don’t notice the other person come in, shirt stained and soaked with blood, obviously disoriented and very v e r y much in pain
and you’re just ,,,,,,,,,dancing it the heck away. listening to monsta x because wow they’re really good???? why haven’t they won on music shows yet- anyway
this bloody person, who is trying to fish coins out of their pocket to no avail, sees you and is like “h-help,,,,,”
but your ears are blocked so you don’t even know he’s there
not until you suddenly feel a hand on your shoulder and you freeze in fear and your first instinct is whoever’s hand it belongs to must be a ghost because no one else is here and therefore the only plausible reaction is to punch this ghost
which is what you do, you land a swing right into the persons chest and when you do you realize no ghost,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,can have a physical body so holY SHIT YOU JUST HIT SOMEONE
and when you turn around you see all the blood and your eyes almost fall out of your head you’re like “DID I DO THAT???”
and the bloody boy is in too much pain to answer and you’re like oh no oh no oh no and you quickly put your hand on his back to support him and move him to one of the benches and you’re like “wait here!!!” and you run to find a towel or something to help stop the bleeding but all there is is paper towels from the bathroom??? and you’re like this will have to do
and you get a whole wad of the it and run back and try to dab at the blood on this boy’s face and hands and you’re apologizing one hundred times you didn’t know hitting someone in the chest made them bleed so hard
but only when the person sort of regains their composure does he manage to give you a really weak smile and he’s like
“you,,,,,,didn’t make me bleed. i ,,,,,, got a really bad nosebleed on my morning run,,,,,,,,,and this was the first place i saw,,,,,,,,so,,,,,,,,”
and you’re like oH so my punch???? didn’t almost kill you
and he’s like no,,,,,,but it did hurt and you’re like sORRY
and he’s like “im minhyuk by the way,,,,,,” and you tell him your name too and you’re like “did you want to wash your shirt since it has blood on it??” and he nods and explains that he can’t really walk back into his building like this. his roommates will think he’s crazy
and you’re like “here let me wash it as an apology for punching you when you were already,,,,,,,,,,well,,,,,,,you know.”
and he gives a small laugh but says he has some coins it’s fine but you’re like no no i have to do this
and you can’t believe it but you’re pulling a bloody shirt out of some cute boys arms in the middle of the morning like what is happening
but you get it in the washer and there’s blood everywhere and you’re like yikes
but then you see minhyuk is just sitting there. shirtless,,,,,,and you look away quickly when he catches your eye and you try to focus on the washer
but minhyuk is like “oh,,,,,by the way were you dancing when i came in?” and you’re like UH,,,,,kinda,,,,,,, but it’s embarrassing so forget it
and minhyuk is like “i like to dance too! what song were you listening to?”
and you get out your phone and sit back beside him and hand him an earphone and put the song back on
and you guys go through your playlist and when you look up it’s kind of silly to see him sitting there with paper towel stuck up his nose to make sure the bleeding doesn’t start again
but also your arm brushes against his bare skin and you get goosebumps because right right shirtless,,,,
but minhyuk doesn’t even seem to notice,he just scoots closer to you and says that he knows the dances to most of these songs
and once your laundry is done and so is minhyuk’s shirt
you put everything in the dryer, minhyuk insists on helping but you get shy about him seeing your laundry so you’re like just rest,,,,,,,
and minhyuk’s dries faster because it’s one shirt and when he slips it back on he thanks you for helping him out
and you’re like no problem!!! sorry for,,,,,,,punching you again but minhyuk just laughs - this time much louder and with more happiness behind it
and you notice how cute he looks when he laughs, and how he throws his whole head back like,,,,,,,how adorable
and he’s like “it’s ok, im used to it i live with 6 other guys!” and you’re like woah what
and minhyuk nods and he’s like “i want to help you carry your laundry but i have to go because ive been gone for too long, but -”
and he motions to your phone and you hand it to him and he puts in his contact and gives it back like “but let’s meet up sometime! maybe we can go play dance dance revolution or something hehe” and you’re like h eY,,,,are you making fun of me
and minhyuk is grinning like no no i think your dancing was cute, i wanna see more
and you’re like sH,,,,,,,,,but he only nods and is like “text me when you’re free, we can go dancing or get something to eat. ill try not to get a nosebleed.”
and you giggle at his joke as he flashes a peace sign and leaves
and you’re standing there with only the sound of the drying machine
well until you the woman who runs the place comes by and looks at the blood on the floor and is like “what have you been up to?” and you’re like I CAN EXPLAIN
“Look, I know I said the voicemail was nice when you made it, but let me tell you I’d rather hear you in real life than you telling me how to not use a voicemail box,” It’s the fourth time Dean has called with not answer, the fourth time Dean has found himself talking with his phone in the hopes that the owner on the other line is somehow listening.
It’s been too long and Dean doesn’t like it one bit. No communication from Cas in the slightest, something he hasn’t done since he found himself skinny dipping while filled with Leviathans. Something twisted in Dean’s stomach; this either meant Cas was in deep trouble or he had found Kelly. And since it was in fact not the latter given how that lovely altercation panned out, Dean is in no better mood today than he was when Mick disappeared and Sam and he stayed in the bunker.
“He’ll call when he can, Dean. You’re going to fill up his messages.”
“Well screw it that’ll teach him next time not to let the damn thing get so high,” Dean snapped, more than a little on edge as the ringer on the other end once again clicked to the now familiar message that was Castiel’s voicemail. “He hasn’t gone dark like this in a long time; not without telling us.”
“Do you think he’s in trouble?” Sam gave him a knowing look, one Dean would have scoffed at if this were normal circumstances, but screw it.
“Yeah, Sam. I do, so if you could kindly quit the doe eyes and help me we’d be back on a much better road with him here instead of shot in the chest somewhere,” He was too serious now to have that sound like a joke.
It sobered Sam up quickly. His brother’s worrying was way more than usual, and this time he wasn’t hiding how high strung he was about Cas not answering his phone. “Dean, you need rest. Take a seat and calm down. We’ll find him.”
The ringer clicked to voicemail again just as Sam finished his attempt at consoling Dean. It wasn’t enough. His voice cracked while he told Sam that “Fine and this life aren’t really friends are they?” He could feel his body shaking, an emotion he’s kept in check for a long time surfacing due to all these bad feelings just crashing into each other, a tsunami finally hitting the shore. “Something’s wrong.” He managed to speak evenly.
“If the voicemail isn’t working, you know best how to get to him,” Sam prodded quietly, all the while the entire time he was speaking he moved slowly to take the phone out of Dean’s hand. It felt empty now. The voicemail box was full.
“… He’s okay, right, Sammy?” He hated how he probably looked right now, but screw the rest of it right now. Eileen almost died because Mick sounded a lot like Cas when they had first met, and that only brought Dean back to the fact that they’ve grown so far to have Cas just not be here right now, not when there was so much going on.
Sam sensed the fear under his older brother’s skin. It’s a feeling he knows Dean hasn’t acknowledged yet, the staying up late wondering where the other is and checking in at every moment possible in the hopes that there is news. He’s scared of losing someone he cares about, even if it will take him a bit to reach that conclusion himself. Sam grabbed Dean’s shoulders. “Get some rest and see if you can talk to him. It’s been a long day, Dean. You need it.” Without another word, he pulled his brother in for a bone crushing hug.
Dean actually felt his eyes sting, but he refused to dive into his emotions. Not right now in front of Sam. He didn’t have the heart to tell Sam he’d already tried praying. He’d tried dreaming, screaming, praying, sigils, and phone calls. He’d tried everything.
Cas wasn’t answering.
Dean returned the hug before going to his room to process the fact that his angel wasn’t answering anything.
I was wondering how the chocobros would react if their s/o told them they were pregnant at an early age and they're the father? Like around high school—maybe as Seniors or Juniors? You don't have to do it if you don't want to but thank you for your time!
I’ve actually been so excited to write this prompt?? I feel
like there’s some good angst/fluff breeding ground right here (get it? Puns
haha). I’m going to be addressing this topic not in a negative manner per se, but a less favorable one, as
pregnancy in high school for many people can be a very scary thing that they
aren’t prepared for.
(PS. Let’s pretend that Ignis and Gladio also went to public
school during their teenage years)
Hope this is close to your liking, anon!
You’re scared. Very, very scared.
At first, you don’t believe the test. So you take another.
And you feel like you’re about to throw up— this time not
because of the morning sickness. The second thing you do after watching the
second little red line appear on the stick for the third time is cry. You
thought you were being safe, you thought…
You didn’t think enough, obviously. And now you have to deal
with the aftermath.
You don’t work up the courage to tell your family. You
can’t. Not yet.
Dear Evan Hansen We've been way too out of touch Things have been crazy and it sucks that we don't talk that much But I should tell you that I think of you each night I rub my nipples and start moaning with delightWhy would you write thatI'm just trying to tell the truth You know what? If you aren't going to take this seriously... Okay you need to calm yourself! This has to be perfect, okay? The emails have to prove that we were actually friends They've got to be completely realistic There is nothing unrealistic about the love that one man feels for another Let's go back In fact, it's something quite beautiful Let's go back, Jared! I've gotta tell you life without you has been hard. Hard?Has been bad bad? Has been rough Lame! And I miss talking about life and other stuff Very specific Shut up 1like my parents Who says that? I love my parents But each day's another fight If I stop smoking drugs then everything might be alright smoking drugs just fix it! This isn't realistic at all! It doesn't even sound like Connor! Well I want to show that I was a good friend Y'know? That I was trying to help him Oh my God if I stop smoking crack Crack?! If I stop smoking pot then everything might be alright I'll take your advice I'll try to be more nice I'll turn it around Wait and see It’s all that it takes Is a little reinvention It’s easy to change if you give it your attention All you gotta do is just believe you can be who you want to be Sincerely, me Are we done yet? Well I mean I can't just show them one email Okay, please stop hyperventilating I'm not hyperventilating You're having considerable trouble breathing I'm having no trouble breathing Do you need a paper bag to breath into? I'm not hyperventilating! Dear Connor Murphy Yes I've also missed our talks Stop doing drugs Just try to take deep breaths and go on walksNo I'm sending pictures of the most amazing treesNo! You'll be obsessed with all my forest expertise Absolutely not Dude, I'm proud of you Just keep pushing through You're turning around
I can see Just wait and see It’s all that it takes Is a little reinvention It’s easy to change if you give it your attention All you gotta do is just believe you can be who you want to be Sincerely, me My sister's hot What the hell? My bad Dear Evan Hansen Thanks for every note you send Dear Connor Murphy I'm just glad to be your friend Our friendship goes beyond Your average kind of bond But not because we're gay No, not because we're gay We're close, but not that way The only man that I love is my dad
Well... not quite how I imagined this family reunion going. I was envisioning more hugs and maybe some wine over dinner. Not attempted assassinations
Really? You think this is so abnormal for our family?
Well you got me there
What could our father have to do with this mess? The Carta have had more than enough time to try and find us
I imagine that having two Champions of Kirkwall with the last name Hawke may have tipped them off
But it's been three years since you and sis defeated the Arishok. Why wait that long?
Well I don't know about you, but if I was going to go after the people who killed an Arishok then I'd probably want to make a little time for planning, wouldn't you?
Do these morons strike you as the sensible type?
Two points in one day Carver? Don't tell me the Templars are actually drilling some wit into that skull of yours
*laughs* At least /my/ wit makes a point, dear sister
Ooh, that had to hurt
Do you need some healing for that one, Marian?
Oh shove off, all of you
And we're back in the Deep Roads
Oh it's not that bad. I mean... Look at all the... Ugh, no, you're right this is terrible. Let's all promise never to go to the Deep Roads after this. Three times is enough
Three times? When was the second?
Carver and Bethany:
*sing song voices* Somebody's in trouble
Varric wrote to me the other day
Telling another of his stories, I bet. Was it the one about the high dragon, because that didn't really-
No. He was giving me an update. On you, actually. I was... worried, so I wrote to him and asked
I'm fine Beth. Really
No you're not. Not yet. But I know you, and if anyone can get past it, you can
You might want to be watch yourself, Garrett
Ever since you sided with Orsino the other day, there's been... Rumours. Meredith isn't happy with you, and it's only because she allows it that you're still free
So is she going to have me dragged to the Circle, or is she getting the Brand ready now?
Don't say that
I would never let it get that far. But I thought I'd warn you, just in case you were thinking about making her mad
I appreciate you telling me Carver. Don't worry. I'll be careful
*after completing Malcolm's Will*
So... the stonework down here is... lovely, isn't it?
Not now, Mary
I was only... Alright
Are you okay, Gary?
I'm fine... Just...
He loved you. And Bethany. He'd be so proud of you
You sound so sure of that
Of course I am. Because it's true. And don't let that nasty shit in your head tell you otherwise - it's a liar, remember
Be careful sister, people might think you've got a heart after all
*dramatically* Oh no! *clutches chest* I think... I think I'm getting feelings! Quick, someone beat them out of me!
*laughs* You be careful what you wish for sister
I'd rather ride them out of you
Ah, and there's the dirty line. I was starting to worry something was wrong Bela
And you're as sweet as ever, Garrett
Twenty silvers, that's my final offer. Take it or leave it Elf
What are you betting on, and why am I getting left out of it?
You want in? We're betting on what it'll take to get Junior and Waffles to hug
*groans* You're not calling me 'Waffles' again, are you?
I have to. Every time I say 'Hawke' all four of you turn around. I'm being considerate
I bet there's /someone/ here who'd like to see him covered in syrup
Ooh, new friend-fiction idea!
Don't you even dare!
Too late, already dared. Can we make camp? I need to make notes
Hey, Rivaini, I'm expecting royalties if that friend-fiction of yours gets published
When you didn't even come up with it?
You wouldn't have brought up syrup if I didn't call him Waffles
Maker save me...
Usually I like dirty things... But this is too far, even for me
Are you saying you wouldn't like it if /I/ were covered in syrup?
Oh I'm sorry. I didn't realise you were my very hairy twin brother, Bela
Well when you put it that way...
I always thought we were the loud ones, you know
I know right. Maybe they're just less shy about it now
Do I want to know?
You already know. Or did you deafen yourself?
To think, they don't need us shouting encouragement through the wall anymore. I'm so proud
Our boys are growing up so fast. Maybe next they'll master foreplay
Oh Maker, I do not want to hear this
Neither do I
*loudly* And I would be very happy if we could stop talking about this. Right now
Yeah, see. That kind of loud
*deadpan* If you're so fascinated by Garrett being loud, then you must not be doing a very good job at making Marian scream, Isabela
Oh, you snarky little shit
*loudly* If we could stop discussing my older brother's and sister's sex lives, I would appreciate it
*loudly* Oh look, more darkspawn. Let's kill them so we can stop talking about this
So our choices are the nice, Tainted madman, or the mage who wants to let a darkspawn magister out of his hole in the ground? Why can we never make nice decisions, like what kind of wine to have with dinner?
I agree. It is the only decision worth making
When you're not throwing it at the walls, I assume?
That was six years ago
And you never offered me a glass
You are recycling jokes now? Has the great Marian Hawke's wit finally lost it's edge?
Ooh, you are just asking for it now
You okay Garrett? You've been a bit quiet since-
I'm fine Varric. There's more important things to be worried about right now
It's not easy to realise that someone you looked up to wasn't quite what you imagined. You ever need to talk, you know where my suite is
So... is no one going to bring up the fact that Varric called Garrett by his name earlier?
What are you talking about Rivaini? Waffles and I were just having a friendly chat
Don't bullshit me. You called him Garrett. I heard you
That doesn't sound like me, Rivaini
He called you by your name when Velasco carted you off to Castillon
What?! No fair, I didn't get to hear!
Are you sure about this, brother?
It has to be done
I could do it. I am a Hawke after all, and a mage. You don't need to-
Bethy, if I let you use blood magic, I'd never be able to live with myself
And if you do it, will you be able to live with it?
I'd rather it be me than you
If he pulls a dragon out of his ass, I'm leaving!
Oh great, and now he's almost certain to pull a dragon out of his arse! Way to go Varric
Here, you didn't get a chance to close that wound earlier
I just hope it was worth it
Well we /did/ just kill a darkspawn magister. I can't wait to hear how Varric tells this one
Well I doubt I'll have to exaggerate a damn thing, considering how weird this shit is
That isn't what I meant...
I'd have avoided it if I could, but someone had to. And if it meant sparing my little sister from that...
I understand. But... Please, just be more careful from now on
I will, I promise
You two are so sappy... It's actually rather cute
I love Tangled too and I was wondering why it's your favorite?
I was nearly finished writing this but then accidentally refreshed the page and I had to start all over again, but I need to get this out. It might feel a little rushed but I wrote this down before and I wanted to keep it shorter this time.
- Eugene and Rapunzel are both amazing characters. Eugene is one of my favorite Disney characters ever, with his charm and funny personality, yet his backstory touches me every time. The way he deals with it really played with the ‘what’s good and bad’ question, and his development is amazing. It’s difficult for me to love or even accept a female lead in any movie or series because they get portrayed badly most of the time, but I absolutely love Rapunzel. She’s a little clumsy and too excited about everything, but yet badass and cute and gets things done. Bless her.
- Maximus and Pascal are the best sidekicks. I love the relationship and development between Maximus and Eugene, and Pascal is all the sassy cuteness you need in this movie.
- One of the most quotable movies ever. I feel like there’s a quote for everything and I use them all the time.
- Onto an important part. Mother Gothel is the best Disney villain because she is so painfully realistic. As someone with a toxic/mentally abusive/narcissistic mom, I recognize a lot of the things she says and the way she acts- how she tries to look good and protecting while in fact all she does is abuse her power to get what she wants. Now I can elaborate on this but it’s pretty simple. Disney shows how mothers can be, and Mother Gothel says many things that are very realistic as to what toxic mothers say in real life. Especially Mother Knows Best Reprise is very good in this (which, by the way, is one of the best villain songs Disney ever made ngl).
- Another thing, Disney shows that saying ‘I love you’ doesn’t have to mean it’s true. It’s something people with toxic parents struggle a lot with. Mother Gothel seems to take good care of Rapunzel and wanting to protect her, as if Rapunzel should be grateful. Rapunzel actually sings about this.This song means way more than the fact she can’t get out of the tower. It’s pointing at the manipulation again. Mother Gothel has always said she loved Rapunzel and always made it look like she did, like she was the good one It leaves Rapunzel with guilt which is shown at the end when Mother Gothel falls and Rapunzel still tries to save her- despite her knowing that she’s been bad all the time.
- Next to this, they also quickly discuss the thought of ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’ during I’ve Got A Dream. Again a masterful work of music and a great thought behind it. Eugene’s part is so good as well- most of the time, ‘wanting money’ is something evil, but it’s not this time. I’m really glad this is included.
- Most of the times with Disney movies, there’s one or a few songs I don’t like. I love all the songs in Tangled, got nothing else to say about that. They’re just terrific.
- I got to mention, the aesthetics of this movie. Don’t tell me those lanterns aren’t beautiful to you. Everything about this movie, the colors, the scenery, the music, the sounds, the vibes, the animations… it’s all so pleasing and I can’t get enough.
Please tell me if there’s something I haven’t covered enough yet. I could talk about this movie for hours but I should really go to sleep now.
Okay I'm totally going to need you to convince me how this is going to be okay because right now I actually feel pretty sick. I don't see how they have enough time once they leave the framework for Fitz to deal with this trauma. Fitz has killed a woman now, even if he wasn't aware he was doing it. And if he tortures Daisy, I just don't think I can watch that. To come out and have their happy engagement would be wrong and rushed. When do they get to heal? Where is the payoff???
Hi Anon! And anyone else who needs this…
Its Going to be Okay!
This story isn’t supposed to be happy or fun, we are in a reality built by a crazy, evil book influenced, programmed by the questionable Dr. Radcliffe, and obsessed with becoming a real girl AIDA here. She has twisted each and every single character. Fitz and May more than anyone else.
I’m just going to run down my major points here. I hope it helps. Again I am not ashamed to say that I am still enjoying this arc. Its uncomfortable and frustrating as all get out. But it has me rooting SO HARD for Fitzsimmons right now. For the entire team right now.
Fitz partly a distraction:
We all know that something the writers do is the fake out. They have us looking at and focused on one thing so we literally don’t see the truck that is coming at us from left field. Season 2 for example. When Real Shield made their move it looked like they were our big bad of the season, that would be the arc. When in fact it was Jaiying and the Inhumans that were the bigger threat. So right now they have the fandom so wrapped up in Fitz….that we are ‘missing’ that thing over in left field about to hit us. A betrayal is coming guys and its going to hurt.
Fitz has been brainwashed:
This is not our Fitz. Period. Iain said at Wondercon that they were two different people. Two different characters. Radcliffe said when talking to him, he talked about our Fitz as a different person, because he was. We saw over and over throughout the episode AIDA manipulate him. I see things like taking his hand, asking for him to protect her, of vocalizing they are trying to take him from her as the triggers. You know how we know he’s been brainwashed…how down right TERRIFIED AIDA was of Radcliffe talking to him. That Jemma was taken out of the picture even before she could be a factor in his life. That AIDA boasted that she had manipulated this world and those in it to meet her needs and wants. Yes, she fixed a regret but each regret built on her fantasy.
With Fitz this goes well beyond fixing a regret. I still believe that initially making him the son his father wanted was just step one in AIDA’s process. AIDA took him as her own.
Everyone is Dark:
We’re not done yet here guys. We have more oh please no moment coming with everyone coming. And yes, Fitz is one of the most drastically different and one they are making sure to highlight but I am uncomfortable with everyone.
Coulson: Yes he’s breaking thanks to Tahiti but he still let Hydra take off with one of his own students. The big reason I think we have Coulson back is he is getting that “you did make a difference/Shield needs you arc here”. Mace is not the leader that Shield needs…he wasn’t in the real world and he won’t be here.
Mace: I am really worried about this version of Mace. While he is doing the right thing I’m afraid he’s going to do some things in that quest that aren’t good. Not to mention that he is a massive threat to the lives of May and Fitz. He will kill either one of them given a chance. He almost reminds me of Jaiying a little here with the “One of us” comment from the promo especially makes me thing of this.
Mack: He will do ANYTHING to protect his daughter (and low key worried how he found the Resistance so easily here guys). He sold out Daisy. But what was very interesting was his view on Inhumans. When we first met Mack he was ‘against’ them for lack of a better word. It was work with Daisy, Coulson, and Shield that helped him change his mind and become one of their greatest protectors.
May: Has been twisted as much as Fitz has. She has been in there the longest. Gone through the most ‘reboots’ of the Framework. It was her team that beat up Daisy. It was her that manipulated Mack using Hope. She is number 3 in Hydra and is a huge threat to her own team as well as a target.
Ward: So leery of Ward. I really fear Jemma will be who he betrays again. And its also interesting he could have gotten a shot on Madame Hydra there…#1….instead aimed for Fitz Hydras #2. Just saying guys…our master manipulators might be at work again here. For him if it comes down to giving up Jemma to save Skye…he’s going to give up Jemma to save Skye. Just as Mack gave up Daisy to save Hope.
They are their own worst enemies:
AIDA is likely the worst villain they have gone up against, a horrid culmination of everyone they have faced before. She isn’t dumb she built this world for HER. She is using loopholes to her advantage. Otherwise I firmly feel that everyone but Fitz would already be dead. So since she had to keep them alive she manipulated (even bragged to Radcliffe that she’d done it) those regrets for her gain.
She also has been in everyone’s heads. She’s been around the team before. She knows they are the biggest threat to her when they are working together as a team. So she either split them up or turned them on each other.
She has also made them each others dragons. It is clear now AIDA is in Madame Hydra. She knows right where Mace and the Playground is but allows the Resistance to continue because it feeds into the manipulation. Especially with Fitz, its another thing he has to protect her from.
I discussed in my meta last night that AIDA seems to be trying to make it so the team won’t ‘want’ to save Fitz (more lies, more manipulation). Here he’s The Doctor, Mace won’t bat and eye if he can kill him Isn’t going to give Jemma the resources she needs to get him alive. AIDA has painted Jemma as the villain. Leaving Jemma pretty much alone now in trying to save him (oh look another parallel). She has Coulson for now but I’m betting he will be pulled away too soon by saving Daisy or getting to May.
She took Fitz as her own:
A lot of what AIDA has done was to build this world how she wanted. To get who and what she wanted, and she wanted Fitz. Someone who would love and protect her. Made her happy. Her interaction with Radcliffe very telling. We said that Fitz treating her like a person would come back…and boy has it ever. She also wanted someone that loved and protected her like Fitz did with Jemma…so she took Jemma’s place. May too, she’s ‘rewarded’ May with a high position because I believe May respected her, liked her, called her brave.
But in taking Fitz in so many ways we really do have an epic love story set up here. Jemma is going to have to fight to get him back. I feel like part of that whole spectacle on the island with Agnes was for show. That AIDA knew Jemma was there set up that whole thing with Agnes so Fitz would see it. Try to shake Jemma, make her think that he was too far gone,. It also took away the little support Jemma had found. Leaving her alone in trying to save him. AIDA is scared as heck of Jemma and her saving him.
AIDA also doesn’t have him fully yet. Fitz says he would cross the universe for her but he HAS done it for Jemma.
Fitz is in there:
In the horror of feels that was last night we saw Fitz peeking through more than once. And every single time we saw it it was because Jemma was in the mix either in person or in a picture. And only with Jemma, May, Daisy, and Radcliffe had no effect (though Radcliffe planted seeds, very important seeds).
Aside for Coulson who is aided by Tahiti we haven’t seen anyone else ‘break through” at all.
May: Came into contact with Fitz, Daisy, and Mack…nothing.
Mace: Came into contact with Jemma, Mack, and Coulson…nothing.
Mack: Came into contact with Daisy, May, Mace, and Coulson…nothing.
Engagement is Endgame:
When we look back at interviews from Loeb, Jed, and Mo they have been hinting at this arc all season. And they have been setting up an engagement for Fitzsimmons all season too.
“This young man as you have never seen him before” that was what Leob said at SDCC and also where we first heard the ‘reward’ talk. And we have seen them pay off everything so far. And coupled with the timing of Jed’s quote in EW, engagement coming up in 15, hints all season, and getting their middle names. I think once they are out they aren’t going to risk it again.
“It could happen. If they ever get back together, that’s something that could happen in their future.”
And I’m sorry to say this but this is TV, A drama at that, we have to jump through all sorts of hoops to get this kind of pay off. That is part of why we are now tearing our hair out and crying until Jemma gets him back. And when she does the pay off will be worth it. Look at what we got after Hogface.
AOS has never ‘dealt’ with trauma and recovery very well. Even Daisy’s recovery a victim of the Ghost Rider Arc. It is often done over hiatus or “off camera. Now we have a situation where its the whole cast that will have things to deal with. So yes, we will miss seeing it but because we don’t see it doesn’t mean it won’t happen.
We can also have the healing ‘begin’ in the Framework, especially for Fitz as he helps get everyone out or plays a part in stopping AIDA once as for all.
Sorry that was a lot but I hope it helps. Just remember its always Darkest before the Dawn and our Sunrise is coming guys.
I don't know if you've done this prompt yet, but here goes: A is a demon who has given up life in hell and is currently living on earth. B is an angle who has broken their wings an is now forced to stay on earth until they heal. A stumbles upon B on the day B fell from the sky and is looking for a place to crash. I wanted to ask for romantic and funny conversations they could be having. Btw your blog is awesome, keep being yourself 😄❤❤
Thank you so much! I’ll try my best so let’s give this a try!
1. B:”You know… I thought falling from heaven was going to be a curse… but I might have been wrong.”
A:”and everyone told me I was going to regret leaving hell. They were very, very wrong…”
2.B:” You know, you’re actually pretty nice… you know, for a demon.”
A:”Whats this? Flattery from an Angel? Who know such a thing existed.”
B:”Shut up! You’re ruining the moment!”
3. A:”Hey, did it hurt when you fell from heaven?”
B:”I dont know, did it hurt when you crawled out of hell?” A:”Not as much as it hurt when I scraped my knee falling for you.”
B:”You wha…I.. I di…Oh.”
4. A:”Who ever would have thought that an Angel would make a deal with a Demon.”
B:”Who would have thought an Angel could be blessed by a Demon…”
5. B:”I was told all demons were awful, evil and disgusting creatures…”
A:”Yeah well, They didn’t tell you everything. They didn’t tell you that a lot of didn’t have a choice, or that a lot of us still don’t want to be evil.”
B:”They also never told us that Demons could be so beautiful.”
6. A:”Are all Angels so elegant?”
B:”It’s a heavens grace thing…Are all demons so hot?”
A:”It’s a hell fire thing- Wait, What?”
I hope you like them! If you need anything else, you know you can always ask.
Supercorp prompt: They're totally a couple but they just don't realise it yet!
she doesn’t want to accuse her sister of anything. She doesn’t, despite what
her narrowed eyes and pursed lips might suggest. It’s just that…you’d think
after living with an alien for over half your life, the alien would know better
than to attempt to lie.