(**before reading any further, this theory contains spoilers for the ending of the fnaf fan game ‘joy of creation’.)
so i was talking with @lum1natrix before and we discussed about the correlation between the game and jack/anti. but i just wanted add a few more things into the mix.
jack recently changed his twitter bio to this, and i’m under the impression that jack finished his playthrough of joy of creation. why? well, in the last level of the game, (spoilers below) you play as scott, the creator of fnaf, in the attic. and the further you play that level, the more you see the house getting set on fire.
but the last cut scene, you see scott trying to escape out of his burning attic, talking to a radio, sobbing and begging, “promise me you won’t hurt them!”, meaning his family. this is where ‘emotional’ and ‘arsonist’ come into play. then, scott gets taken by a mysterious man/animatronic.
could this be a possibility that this is just some big reference, like jack is scott and anti is whatever that is after him? and jack saying “promise me you won’t hurt them”, with ‘them’ being a reference to us?
in the last cut scene, ‘scott’ repeats himself, saying to his family, “you’re safe now, that’s all that matters.”, but his voice becomes more and more robotic with each time he repeats. this could possibly be anti having taken over jack, posing as him, and telling us that everything is fine.
but it’s the last quote of the game that tripped @lum1natrix and i up. in the game, the voice says “see, they’re safe now. just as you wanted… thank you for your cooperation, scott cawthon.” theory? that’s something anti would say to jack after having taken over him, saying that the community is ‘safe’ and he thanks jack for allowing for him to take over.
also, just another little coincidence (which might not be anything idk but), jack reblogged this post and added ‘a storm is coming’ in the tags. coincidentally enough, joy of creation takes place during a rain storm.
not to mention, jack started using red lights?
i dunno about you, but i typically correlate red with fire. so… could the burning of jack’s channel already have begun?
So yesterday was the day that so many of us feverishly anticipated and dreaded :), the actual possibility of meeting Bryan Fuller, Hugh Dancy, Aaron Abrams, Scott Thompson, Demore Barnes and Ellen Muth! I mean. What -are- the chances?
I flew over Friday morning (having dreaded flying in that storm but it did die down that night, fortunately) with Alex and we made our way over to arrive at 10 am, to photos of other Fannibals on Twitter already, though the hotel was still very much empty. Good to take photographs :)
I got upgraded to the next room level (which is why I can now drink coffee while writing this at 5:30 am (thank goodness)). By afternoon the lobby was filling slowly, flowercrowns everywhere. A truly elevating atmosphere, because even though I’m not really a flowers and frilly stuff kind of gal, it just is incredible to watch. Btw the bloody flowercrown @idontfindyouthatinteresting made for me drew many compliments (thank you, again!)
Registration openend a bit early and people went queuing until the main ceremony started. Incredible, there were soooo many people there, so many beautiful cosplays already. @lovecrimecat came by and we distributed the flyers for @radiance-anthology flyers to those standing in line, managed to meet so many of those who signed up (yay), got little gifts in exchange from so many people (and everybody just gave me a second one when I asked so I could give them to Katrina who couldn’t come - so awesome of you guys, thank you again!). I met so many people ‘from’ Twitter and it’ so nice to recognize some from last time, to put name and face to the @s. *hugs at all*
I have a gold ticket this year so I went up front and sat next to SpiceyScorpion, only to realize that -that- was way to much in front for my nerves …. *rolls eyes at self*. I went a few rows back and to the side, which was a good decision for later^^.
“They” came in a few minutes to late, we saw Aaron and Scott do shadow theatre behind the scenes and Sean called them out one after the other.
Demore seemed honestly happy to be there, addressing us with such kind words, upping the applause and calling backstage that that could not possibly be topped*fg*. Aaron came out and asked us to clap for Hugh because he was supposedly afraid he wouldn’t get any ^^^^^, Scott said something along these lines as well, I think. Both very funny. Ellen was there^^ and addressed us with a few kind ords and then Sean announced Bryan next and the room (not in any way quiet before) went -wild-. And Bryan…. Bryan went “crowdsurfing”. Meaning he ran through the aisles and high-fived us. You know that sitting to the side decision? Yeah….
What a moment, there’s lots of pictures in the Tag #HannibalCon, go and look, it was…. incredible. God bless. Anyway Hugh came out last, announced by Sean as one of the best british actors, and boy, that was applause^^. He seemed a bit overwhelmed with the energy there^^ and honestly, I can’t quite remember what he actually said but it was something along the lines that he was looking forward to a wonderful weekend.
They came out together after that and we held up the signs that @the-winnowing-wind distributed - “Fannibals Forever”…. They took videos and photos of us. Bryan posted some of it later. Incredible moment to have been part of. I’m even in Bryans video (yay^^ (and if you know where to look^^)).
The gold ticket holders went across the hall next, to a slightly smaller room with tables set up and we were seated by group/friends. And then we waited, because they got something to eat first…. (darn^^^). Colleen got out some booze and we talked a lot and proverbially bit our nails a lot *g*. When they finally got in they were sent to the various tables for 4-minute-meet-ups. Only the meet-ups didn’t stay at 4 minutes :P.
Demore was first and I was soooooo nervous. (The seat next to me was free btw, and so the -all- ended up sitting right next to me (*still screaming about that*. …. ) I shook my hands in the air in an effort to get rid of some of the energy and he put his hand on my shoulder asking me why I was nervous and I brabbled something unintelligible and shook my head. Very sweet. We talked a bit about his fight scene with Mads and that we would have liked to see more of him^^ and I told him I can’t wait to see him in American Gods and he rubbed my back when he left. *float*
Next was Scott, who brought his pizza and drank some mooneshine with us^^, played Tarot with us and was generally just this very kind and interesting person. I wasn’t -quite- that nervous anymore by then (thanks Demore (and Colleen for the prosecco)), meaning I actually talked a bit, though I can’t quite remember what^^.
Ellen was next and she was also very nice, we talked about the fact that her scenes are imho some of the most scary in Hannibal. She also wore some of the coolest jeans I’d ever seen^^.
Ok. Next? BRYAN. He saw the Will!Faun scarf of @flying-rotten we had put on the table cloth and chuckled that he knew who -we- are waiting for and that he couldn’t blame us^^. He asked us, if push came to shove, if we would prefer Will & Hannibal S4 or SotL. Our table was Hannigram, though there was apparently one that was 'done’ with it…. He told us about it a bit, much the same that Hugh has said before as well, that it would be an inversion of S1 etc. I…. hope that push does not come to shove, because he told us a bit about how much he loves the lyric of Thomas Harris books and I would really love for him to be able to fully lay out his vision. I hope he gets to do this (we have to continue to fight, guys!!!). He also told us, that Thomas Harris apparently writes a new book and he…. poked Martha to get the rights to it already, without quite knowing what it was about yet *g*.
I…. took all my courage then and showed him one of the Radiance-Flyers and explained a bit and we asked if he wanted to do a little something like a foreword for it. And guys - HE DOES! He asked when it would need to be done and I said May 1st and he looked at the flyer and indicated the twitter @ there and asked if he should send it there and I was like (you know this situation, where, once you start, your mouth kind of runs away with you?! At least mine did^^^) “Oh well, yes, or you know you follow me on twitter, you can just send it there if you want” and he looked at me (directly) and said “yes, I know.” Well, RIP me. I answered with a very intelligent “ah” if I recall correctly and ducked my head and then Romina and I emphasized that it would be awesome if he actually wants to do that and finds the time.
He asked us after what drew us to Hannibal, as he got feedback from a lot of the other young women (I thanked him for 'young’, you know, once you’re in it doesn’t matter anyhow *another eye roll at self*) and we said that its not only beauty and connection, but also intelligence. You have to think with Hannibal. He recommended 'Legion’ to us and asked if we’d seen it before and I said that some stuff hasn’t made it across the big pond yet. And then Bryan went and …. not ranted directly…. but expressed his lack of understanding of the fact that things take so long to be legal and why series were not streamed worldwide because people would just go and pirate it anyway -because- it was not available legally. He went and made a (imho) very fitting anology with the conservative stance on abortions in contrast to piracy, meaning just because it’s forbidden it doesn’t stop people from doing so, it just gets unsafer and illegal.
Oh and he took photos of our table and @dr3piecesuit s and another girls tattoo, because he loves them. :) And he told us that he brought something for Hugh to wear for the Cosplay contest. Can’t wait *g*
He was called away then, way past the 4 minutes^^ and …. he is such a precious human being?! Exuding so much warmth and honesty and exuberance. I feel honored that I got to sit there.
A propos honored… Hugh was next and there I was again - nervous. Awesome. *third eyeroll* He complimented Camilles Will!Faun, saying it was very beautiful and then laughing that that was maybe a bit weird^^, and then telling us about all the gifts he gets and that he keeps the little plush Wills, giving them to his son to play with, even the bloody ones….. *fg*.
The girl next to me (@OnTheVerger) talked to him about how much Adam means to her because she has Aspergers and then broke into tears and Hugh comforted and hugged her and it was sooo sweet. We showed him the Radiance flyers as well and he said “blood fueled embraces, indeed” *g*.
Bryan ran by then and left a bitten off Babybel for Hugh. IDK if Hugh bit off that piece or if Bryan did but it was hilarious^^.
Hugh had to leave then and Aaron came to our table last, I told him I backed him and he told us about the film he and Scott are in (Scott came by and set down next to him^^) and we talked about how much we would all want to see more of Hannibal. Oh and Scott said (before) that he was supposed to teach Clarice Starling - how awesome would team Sassy Science be doing that in SotL? Seriously?
Anyway, I remember I touched Aarons shoulder in the spur of the moment talking about -something- but I can’t remember what exactly and the panicking about that. ;))
I went to my room at 1:15am, got into bed by 2am and was wide awake again at 5:15 am.
What. a. rush.
PS: This is no photos because my cameras not that good - check the Hashtag on Twitter, there’s TONS of them ;). Already ;)
OK so I feel like I'm missing something when it comes to Reyes bc like... I don't see what's so great about him? Maybe it's because I've only just met him in-game but I really don't click with him. IDK. Can you help by telling me what you love about him the most? I want to love him like everyone else does. More importantly, how is his romance and should I romance him with my Scott?
I had to think about this, but I think if you haven’t experienced his romance yet, then you’re not going to get it … because I watched his romance on Youtube prior to romancing him and was super skeptical. But then I met him and started flirting, and wow … it’s just such a wonderful relationship. They’re fun, they’re passionate, and they fall in love under a really intense set of circumstances that Reyes never intended.
The way that Ryder and Reyes flirt with each other is amazing. His relationship is unique because it’s super fast and intense - and it isn’t spread over a long period of the game like the other romances are. So you get everything in one quick go. You get to see him warm up to you and realise that you are flirting and you do like him, you get to have these incredible moments with him where he lets you inside you and see the genuine man behind the flirt. He’s more than just this shallow man with a cute accent - he cares about Kadara port and the people. He gives money to the slum doctor so he can treat the poor for free. He wants to return the local angara to positions of power and work properly with their people. He is clever and sassy and completely unlike any other romance in the game.
It’s very hard to explain, but his romance has some incredible moments. Watching the sunset with him when you tell him that he’s someone to you is my favourite. It’s a mixture of the way Reyes looks at Ryder, touches their faces and kisses them with this little smile that just melts my heart. And then you have the whole bad boy aspect of his character - he is more than he seems, and if you stick with his character and lock his romance in, it’s a faithful relationship with a very powerful man on Kadara.
I could wax lyrical about him for ages. I like his confidence, his flirting, the way he comes across as being really tough but has this incredible vulnerable side. I like the way he genuinely cares about your Ryder when you get involved with him and the simple explanation he has for not telling you the truth about his identity - I liked the way you looked and me and I didn’t want that to change. He wants to be someone and he loves that he’s someone in Ryder’s eyes.
I like that his first date with you is such a mess and that he makes up for it by slow dancing with you to jazz. I like that you get so many kisses with him, and little touches, and small intense moments of anger and lust and, yes, sex in a cave (though it fades to black!).
I don’t mind if people reblog to add on things that they love about Reyes. He isn’t a perfect character, but he’s perfect for my Ryder. Sirius adores him, and I have a hard time keeping away from him in each game I play.
TL;DR: His romance is amazing and yes, you should romance him with Scott!
Requests: “Hey, idk if your requests are open but can I request some Scott mccutie + neck kisses/neck bites. Feel free to go wherever you want with that! Or even with any other character is amazing too ♡♡♡♡” (Credits to gif owners!)
Whenever you had a bad day, Scott could wrap his arms around you and instantly make you feel better by giving you neck kisses or little bites. It tickled and when you were tickled, you laughed and Scott enjoyed your laugh more than anything. You could recall multiple times where he’d done this. He hated to see you upset.
The time your dog passed away. Scott was there while you broke down in the kitchen as you tried to make yourself dinner. The dog was your childhood friend and was there when you moved out and onto your own. Scott gently wrapped his arms around your waist and cradled you, he was whispering sweet things in your ear and then started kissing your neck and biting your flesh. You started to giggle, a very broken sound came out through your tears but you were laughing. You admired his effort.
I think its pretty neat that the twins have different dialogue and personalities, it’s a cool detail and fleshes out family dynamics which are sorely lacking ingame. But i cant help feeling like it makes the implication that (surprise, surprise) Bioware once again sees Scott as more of the intended protagonist than Sara.
Bouncing off of this post here and the linked one from @toolatetofall, there’s the idea that Scott seems to have been more of a troublemaker, more resentful and less at peace with his relationship with his family. Sara meanwhile is more grounded, more in touch with her emotions; she already knows what she’s about but Scott is more lost, he’s the one with a chip on his shoulder and something to prove. Sara is a kind of emotional anchor for Scott, but Scott as a character has issues that can only be resolved by becoming Pathfinder.
Idk it’s disappointing in the first place that we don’t have more to go on and that Ryder family dynamics have to be so under the radar instead of actual ingame interaction, but seeing it this way when we don’t even have an input on their differing personalities is even more disappointing. I wanted to play Sara as the one with more to prove and the natural fit for protagonist with Scott in a supporting role but with how the predefined personalities work, she’s always the more natural fit for the secondary role; she’s more ok with her place in the world and Scott is the one with issues to work out and he never gets to work them out if he’s relegated to a coma for the entire game lmao!
Dont get me wrong, i love Sara being adorable and geeky, i like the twins having distinct personalities but why not give us more control over it, let Scott be the grounding influence, let Sara be the one who was stuck on Arcturus with something to prove, let us have a measure of input on the relationship with Alec, let us determine how the one you choose to play has potential for conflict and growth into the Pathfinder role. And they can still be different. Just don’t shortchange one over the other!
Mb I’m reading too far into it but I’m sick and tired of this constant “male is the default” even in those rare games where we even have the option to play as ANYONE ELSE in the first place, and even in Bioware games where they claim to be more sensitive to it, it’s EVERYWHERE, from marketing to animation to dialogue to story. Relegating the female protagonist trailers to the backburner (after promising equal marketing!!), making all armor previews male, all codex entries showing the placeholder protagonist image as male, blowing half their animation efforts on Scott-exclusive sex scenes while the SaraxPeebee scene is literally copy-pasted from the male version, all other romances fading to black and/or getting scraps of the allotted screen-time, the list goes on and on and on.
Maybe i’m reaching but no this is still a problem and i’m sick of white hetero male protagonist being constantly held up as the gold standard of canon while anything else is just alternate reality. It’s bullshit and boring as hell.
Ummm idk if anon wanted the same seeing color idea as Scott, but I love that, so i just went with it // I haven’t written in a while, so I decided to get this out for you guys// enjoy!! I’ve never written an AU, so let me know if you like it x
warnings: a few words
ps. I am writing for the first time without first person POV !! (so many new things with this lol)
pps. this is a normal world they live in, no supernatural creatures
You are sitting on your couch with the glass-panelled door to the balcony open, the breeze shifting the thin white curtain and pushing the hair against your cheekbone back and over your shoulder. You let your eyelids flutter closed and put the cigarette to your blush lips, taking a long drag. With the high level of stress your job puts on your shoulders and in your heart, this seems to be the only relief. Well, this and tequila.
You let your mind wander and as you are finally drifting off, head against your silk throw, there is a single ring of your flip phone that abruptly ends. Knowing what is coming next, you sit up and wait for the phone to ring again. The second it does, you answer and recite a series of numbers that you know better than the back of your hand. When you finish, a gruff voice on the other end lays out coordinates and you hang up without another word, recognizing them as the public library only a few blocks from your apartment. You unlock the small metal safe in the kitchen and grab your gun, slipping it into the waistband of your pants, tucked under your top. Then you lift your arms and shrug on a double holster that holds your hunting knives. To conceal this, you put a jacket on and head out the door in a hurry. Better safe than sorry.
When you arrive, you immediately notice a book in the display case. The reason it stands out is that the title is a codeword your boss uses to signify a new target. You slide the glass open and grab the book, slipping it under your arm and heading out. You don’t risk opening it until you are back in the safety of your building and once you sit, you pull out the file from between the pages and spread it over your coffee table to assess your next target. The name is impossible to pronounce, but the nickname sticks.
Stiles. Stiles Stilinski.
It has been about a week since you acquired Stiles’s file and you have been trailing him; trying to learn his schedule, habits, who he is friends with and who his enemies are. This is the way you always operate. This is how you keep yourself in check - by understanding who they are and how they live before you end their lives. You never want to forget that these are people, no matter how evil or for what reason they have a target on their back. They have families, friends, lives. Still, it is your job to end all of that, to end them and today is that day for Stiles.
You have set up your intel and weapons in an empty house across the street. It is a lot less suspicious than being parked in a car and from the upstairs window, you can get a good vantage point to take your shot.
While you wait for him to come outside, you review everything you know. He has two children with his wife, his soulmate. Her name is Lydia and she works as a principal at the local elementary school both the children attend. This leaves Stiles alone for a good chunk of the day. He mostly putts around doing nothing in particular, but sometimes he sits down at his computer and writes. A man you assume is his best friend, Scott McCall, has been around a few times with his daughter Allison to play and chat. You have tapped his home phone. You also cloned his cell and learned he is supposed to go out for drinks to catch up with someone named Liam Dunbar. This only leaves you a few hours to get everything together and packed before he is supposed to leave, so after the deed is done, you can slip away, undetected. You clean and assemble your sniper rifle, pack your other instruments in a duffle bag and set it by the front door to make a quick escape.
There is one thing you didn’t account for when you first opened that library book and it has been bothering you for the past few days. You didn’t see what was so bad about Stiles. You were a generally cold and unempathetic person, hence the job choice, but you still found it troubling that you were ending this man’s life. Because of this, you had tried extremely hard to keep as much distance between you both as was possible, while still watching his every move. Hell, the only reason you knew what he looked like was because of the candid photo clipped to the front inside of the folder. Even with that, you were left mostly in the dark since every aspect of his face and body was black and white. Not so surprisingly, you hadn’t found the person who would spark a colorful world, which you suppose is a good thing. You didn’t have the time or the emotional capacity to be attached to another for love and companionship. You had been on your own since you were a young child and growing up hadn’t changed that.
You shook your head and your train of thought was interrupted as Stiles left his house. He was early. Shit, you though. Your deadline was coming and you had to wrap this case up and move on or your boss wouldn’t be too happy. Without thinking about the consequences or the fact that Stiles would recognize the mark of a bullet, you fired shots at his two back tires, so he would have no way to leave. He immediately ducked and swung a hand up to cover his head and neck, scrambling back into the house. Double shit.
You threw down your rifle and grabbed a lighter, more compact weapon and flew the door open, running across the street and barreling his door down. Following the sound of hyperventilating and quick whispers, you silently snuck into his room and saw he was on the phone. You kicked his hand and the phone flew into the air and landed by your boot. He didn’t turn around, a tactic he learned from his father to keep the assailant calm, so you kept the gun trained on his head and looked at the phone. 911.
“Alright, don’t make this hard.” You grabbed his shoulder and put the gun to his temple. “Slowly make your way to the living room. This will be painless and clean. I promise you that much.” You stop yourself from saying anything more, confused as to why you were comforting him. You were hired to kill him, for Christ’s sake.
“Oh, jeez. Thanks. I’m glad you, a CRIMINAL, are making sure I am comfortable. You’re a real saint.” This guy really had a mouth on him. Quite unexpected of someone with a Smith & Wesson pressed to his head.
“Shut your mouth and keep moving.” As you were shoving him forward, you glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and saw he is supposed to meet his friend in 15 minutes. Too bad he won’t be keeping that promise. As you turned your attention back to Stiles, you saw a quick movement of his hand and put your forearm up just in time. Pain shot from your wrist to your shoulder that felt like you were the one being held at gunpoint. You let out a grunt as you saw his figure leaving the room and attempting to exit through the back patio door.
“Not on my fucking watch.” With your jaw tense, you ran after him and jumped on his back, knocking him into the dining room table and crashing to the floor. He was on his back, squirming and flailing in order to shake you from your position on top of him. To get him to stop, you pulled a small knife from the bottom of your shoe and poked the middle of his back and quietly threatened to push it far enough to cause more pain than imaginable without killing him. He immediately stilled. “Stiles, this is going to be painless if you cooperate. Keep in mind, I am trained to torture. Is that really the way you want to go? Think about your family, your soulmate Lydia. Your children.”
He opened his mouth, “Lydia isn’t my-” You pushed the knife further and he let out a small whimper and laid his head on the carpet, eyes closed in defeat. Your shoulders sank, tired from the unexpected outburst and you shifted, so he could turn on his back.
He kept his eyes closed and a few tears escaped, wetting his long dark lashes. Your first close look at Stiles left you a little breathless. He was beautiful. You cleared my throat and put your metaphorical professional mask on as you got ready to do what you were here to do, what you were getting paid to do.
“Open your eyes and face me. Die with honor.” His lids fluttered and finally opened to reveal the most beautiful whiskey eyes I had ever seen. Scratch that. The first. Your breath caught in your throat and tears filled your eyes in wonder at everything you were seeing. The light green paint on the walls, the rosy tint of Stiles’s cheeks, the ruby red shade you had painted your nails yesterday when you were bored waiting for someone to get home. Everything was more incredible than you had imagined and it was all due to…
You looked down at him and he had the expression you imagine mirrored your own. Disbelief clouded your thoughts and for a second, you forgot that you were hired to kill this man. Thinking of the opportunities you had throughout the past days where you could have ended his life and you waited until now. It is a miracle the both of you met. You could have killed him from the window across the street and never have known that he was the one you were meant to be with.
You both were broken out of the trance by the sound of a car door slamming and muffled voices heading towards the house. You looked at Stiles and a tear escaped, running down your neck. You leaned to the side and wrapped your fingers around the grip of your gun. Raising it above your head, you swiped your thumb across Stiles’s cheekbone to wipe away some tears and swung down, the butt hitting his forehead and knocking him out. You winced at how painful it was for you to do, but you knew you had to. You placed a kiss on each of his eyelids and jumped up, quickly messing some of the items in the room to stage a robbery. You heard a key slide into the lock and you silently left the room, slipping out the back door and into the woods lining the back of their yard.
Once in deep enough, you turned around and watched, wishing you could go back. As Lydia began to frantically understand the scene in front of her, rushing to her husband’s aid, you broke down for the first time in years.
Your stoic facade crumbled as you understood you could never come back here. Stiles would be safer this way. You didn’t know what you’d tell your boss, but you knew that this was the best option. You fell to your knees and buried your head in your hands as you felt your heart break.
this was longer than expected, but I loved writing such a badass character // third person POV was hard omg, i kept reverting back to “I” and “me”, so editing was a helluva ride hahaha
imagine malia and scott somewhere alone, maybe malia is driving scott home, and she tells something like “ scott, you know i love lydia, but we need to make her see that stiles isn’t real because we need to focus on what’s happening to the town ” or something like that and then scott looks at malia and tells her “i had doubts about him not being real, but look lydia has always been right about these things” and then he soften his voice “i shouldn’t tell you that but two years ago lydia was” he stops and takes a deep breath “she was with an asshole and he treated her like shit and i am pretty sure after he left, she stopped believing in something called love, and she told us that she loves stiles and that means,that he is a big part of her life” he looks at malia and he sees that she is frowning and then he continues “ i don’t want her to lose stiles” he rest his head on the window and whispers “I don’t want to lose him too”.
Words: 1041 Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Reader Featuring: Wanda Maximoff Warnings: fluuuuuuffffff and lilly tried something new so were gonna hope no cringe Requested by anon “I’m really into the beach boys right now and the song ‘wouldn’t it be nice’ really reminds of Pietro/Peter or Scott idk I really want to see a fic or whatever love you’re fics soooooooooooooooooooooooo much byeee xxx” Authors Note: so this is a fic based on the song above^^ and you can listen to it here! Also, I kinda tried something new that I haven’t written much, so let’s hope it goes okay. The italics is kinda memories/back in time so :) it’s majorly fluffy.
Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older…and wouldn’t it be nice to live together, in the kind of world where we belong.
I wish that every kiss was neverending.
Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true, baby then there wouldn’t be a single thing we couldn’t do, we could be married, and then we’d be happy.
Wouldn’t it be nice?
Good night my baby, sleep tight my baby.
You couldn’t sleep. Your mind was running everywhere and nothing could calm you down. You were trying to stay quiet, making sure not to wake anyone up, but it was getting hard. You were afraid that you were going to start crying, or freaking out more…so you tried to fill your mind with other thoughts.
“Hey…” You were snapped away from your thoughts when you heard Pietro speak. “Are you okay?”
You shook your head. “I’m freaking out.”
Your boyfriend got out of his small bed and walked over to sit on yours. There wasn’t much room on the bed- and you were still trying not to wake Wanda. Or any of the evil agents.
“Why are you freaking out? What happened? You can talk to me, draga.”
HYDRA treated you three horribly. Why had you ever even thought it was a good idea to be a Strucker experiment? The only good thing that came out of it was meeting the Maximoff’s- you were even lucky to survive the experiments. You three had to share a cold, dirty room on a horrible excuse for a bed, and they were slowly changing your mind to convince you that everything at HYDRA is good.
And to think, the three of you were only nineteen- going and vulnerable- HYDRA could do whatever they wanted to you.
What do you think are the differences and similarities between Scott and Stiles?
okay this could go really deep or be really obvious and i’m not sure what i have the energy for so we’ll see what happens. PLEASE keep in mind most of these are opinions and subjective!
similarities: - fierce loyalty and love for the people they care about - ability to recklessly throw themselves into situations they’re unprepared for out of said love and loyalty - bisexuals - highly intelligent, although scott has to work much harder for the recognition while stiles is generally underestimated because of his disabilities (adhd, anxiety, etc) and attitude - they’re both naturally hilarious - they’re in love with each other - they’re both leaders in their own ways - both suffer from trauma and the resulting ptsd that we barely got to see - both are missing a parent in their lives - they’ve both lost more than one person they were close to (allison/claudia/heather/boyd+erica) - they’re pretty good at lacrosse now. mostly scott though. - they both fall for incredibly strong and independent, gorgeous women (and men, natch) - they both keep their pain and uncertainty inside and show a stronger face to the world - they both chose careers where the purpose is to help others
differences: - scott gives the benefit of the doubt, stiles could have suspicious tattooed on his forehead - scott is calm where stiles is frantic - stiles thinks on his feet and doesn’t always consider consequences or like, more of a means-to-an-end kinda person, whereas scott is more hesitant and worries about all of the effects and ramifications of his actions (this doesn’t mean stiles doesn’t care about consequences etc, hes just a bottom line person) - scott wears his emotions on his face and stiles puts up a front - stiles enjoys being an asshole, scott is rarely if ever an actual asshole (i can’t recall him ever having malicious intent towards anyone) - scott wants people to like him and stiles couldn’t give a flying fuck - scott’s hair grows lustrous and curly when long, stiles’ is spiky and straight
baby meets other Famous Movie Driver Dudes. frank bullitt, the blues brothers, those two guys who don’t even fucking have names from drive and the driver. idk, maybe he delivers them pizza or something. i just want to see a bunch of grizzled middle aged dudes meeting this scrawny kid in shades and earbuds who can somehow keep up with the best of them. the blues brothers would probably like him.
baby meets other Edgar Wright Protagonists. shaun and ed, nick and danny, gary and andy, and scott pilgrim. of course scott pilgrim has to be there. now, to be fair, there would probably be some initial confusion between all the simon pegg/nick frost protagonists as to why they all look exactly alike while also having best friends who look exactly alike– but after that, the comedic possibilities are endless, i tell you, endless. it’s a gold mine.
if someone could make this happen please, that would be lovely, thank you.
Warnings: Swearing, smutish, rated r whatever idk if your 9 don’t read? lol
(A/n: idk how to even describe this its like really cute but i keep teasing because i’m mean i wanted to make this a natural as possible lol idk what i’m even talking about ill stop teasing in part 3 you’ll see. I just wanted to develop my characters a lil bit)
I walked through my front door making my way to my room to finish this school project in English about a mythical creature, I decided to pick banshee because on of one my best friends was one, I thought I’d represent. I was just finishing up on writing when Scott bust through my door looking around my room looking mad at something I didn’t do. I just looked over at him with a questioning look.
“Are you looking for something, or are you just going crazy?” I said looking at him questionably
“Just making sure that there is no one in here.” he said walking up to my closet pulling it open.
“Got ya!” he yelled into my empty closet.
“You want to check out the window too.” I said sarcastically motioning to the window.
“No, its just i cant even stand the though of a guy touching my baby sister, ANYWHERE,” he said have a look of fear and disgust on his face.
“Well ,now you know how Kira’s dad feels,” I said sarcastically, he just sighed walking out of my room.
“I wont get pregnant!” I yelled over my shoulder
“Not helping the situation,” he yelled back.
~Later That Evening~
“Hey, (Y/N)! i’m going out tonight with Kira, mom will be late tonight!” Scott yelled as he walked out the door before I could even respond.
“Uh, okay,” I said mostly to myself before walking back to my room from where I was at the top of the stairs. I was watching one of my favorite movies when I heard my phone ringing, it was Stiles i slid my finger across the screen to answer it.
“Hey baby,” he said into the phone
“Do.. you, um, want to come over?” he asked in a raspy voice which I found extremely sexy, i rolled over onto my back from where i was on my bed.
“Yes, I do, when should i come over?” I asked sitting up
“um.. now is good.” I could here the stupid smirk in his tone.
“Did you just wake up?” I asked
“Yeah, why?” he asked sounding curious.
“Nothing you just sound really sexy.” I said smirking into the phone.
“Just get your cute ass over here.” I laughed “Okay i’ll be there in ten.” I said hanging up throwing on my sweats and heading out the door to my car.
Ten minutes later I was pulling into Stiles driveway walking up to his door knocking. Stiles dad opened the door.
“Hey, Sheriff,” I said walking in
“Hi (Y/N), i’m headed to a night shift tell Stiles i’m leaving, okay.” He smiled at me.
“Yeah I’ll tell him, be safe” I said making my way up the stairs.
“BOO!” I yelled as rounded the corner into his room. I saw him jump as he was getting dressed.
“What the hell!” he yelled, he was topless at the moment, holding the shirt to his chest looking scared.
“Sorry baby,” I said laughing putting my bag down next to his bed.
“Yeah, whatever.” he said rolling his eyes pulling the shirt over his head.
“Oh yeah, your dad is taking a night shift he told me to tell you.”
“Okay,” he said as I made my way over to him wrapping my arms around his waist putting my head on his chest.
“I missed you, its been so annoying Scott is all over me and checks on me like every five seconds,” I pouted
“I know baby, but he’s just worried about you,” he said wrapping his arms around my shoulders pulling me closer to him.
After a few moments like that, I pulled away walking over to his dresser looking for a shirt to put on.
“Well, i would be worried too, if i were him.” I glanced over at him as he looking up at me from where he was sitting on his bed.
“Why do you say that?” he said furrowing his eyebrows.
“Because I want to fuck your brains out,” I said mater of factly turning around looking at him straight in the eyes.
He just shook his head. “God, your a naughty little girl,” (GIF) he took a deep breath just staring at me with lust in his eyes.
“Come here,” I bit my lip walking up to him standing right in front of his knees.
“Yes?” I asked
“Why do you say such naughty things to me?” He said pulling me down onto his lap.
“I don’t know,” I said running my hands through his soft hair.
“On a serious note.” he said looking up at me while I was still playing with his hair.
“Yeah,” I said still not looking into his eyes just playing with his hair.
“Do you say those because i’m older than you and you think you need to say those things?” he asked grabbing my chin making me look at him.
It was silent for a moment.
“Do you?” he asked again in a harsher tone.
I shrugged placing my head on his shoulder. “Your kinda killing the mood Stiles,” I said into the crook of his neck.
“Can you just answer my question please.” he pleaded
“I did” I said my head still in the crook of his neck, I could feel him shake his head but all he did was lift my head up making me look into his eyes, giving me a sweet kiss pulling me closer to him by my waist deepening the kiss. I started grinding my hips on his making him moan into our kiss he pulled away slightly.
“Your so beautiful” he whispered centimeters away from my lips. I smiled pecking his lips.
“Thanks” I smiled leaning back in giving him a passionate kiss tangling my hands in his hair, he broke our kiss pushing me up the bed.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked I just nodded my head in agreement after I did so he pulled down the grey fabric of my sweat pants leaving me in just my shirt and panties.
His hands made there way up under my shirt.
“No bra, you are a naughty little girl.” he practically growled as he pulled my shirt over my head tossing it off the bed leaving my breasts exposed.
He just let out a low moan leaning down kissing me, he made his way down my body stopping when he got to my panty line. To say the least i was a nervous wreck and i think Stiles could tell, I wasn’t as confident as i seemed. He looked up at me running his hands up and down my thighs.
“Baby, whats wrong.” He asked worry evident in his tone.
“Nothing,” I said moving my hands to cover my breasts feeling to exposed.
“Its just i’ve never done anything more that what we have already done, I know I make it seem like it with what i say but really you were only my second kiss.” I said at a fast pace. “Can I put a shirt back on?” I said shifting uncomfortably.
“Yeah, of course,” he said getting up off the bed grabbing one of his t-shirts from his dresser handing it to me, I pulled it over my head as Stiles came and sat next to me grabbing my hand.
“I’m sorry.” I said playing with his hand.
“Why are you sorry?” he asked
“I don’t know i just feel like i’m being a tease.” I said sorry in my tone.
“No babe, its okay and i know you haven’t done everything. I wouldn’t make you do anything you don’t want to do.” He smiled sweetly.
“I know you wouldn’t” I said standing up from my spot on the bed making my way over to my pants that were on the floor putting them back on.
“Do you want to spend the night?” I smiled at the thought.
“Tomorrows Monday, also Scott would murder me.”
Stiles was about to say something but was cut off by my phone ringing. “Speak of the devil.” I said showing Stiles my phone screen, answering it Scott spoke first.
“Where are you?” I sighed knowing he would blow up.
“Im at Stiles why?” I questioned
“WHat!?” he asked sounding like I killed his dog.
“I’m at Stiles,” I stated again.
“Yes, I heard you,” he said
“Get home, right know,” he said in a threading tone.
“Okay,” I said hanging up the phone.
“What was that about?” Stiles asked
“I’ve got to go, he’s really mad for some reason.” I shrugged
“Okay, um just text me when you get home,” he said standing up pecking my lips.
“I Love You.” I heard him whisper when I left his room, I don’t think he released that i had heard him.
“I love you too,” I whispered as I make my way down the stairs and to my car.
~At your house~
I opened the door to my house.
“Scott?!” I yelled looking around for him.
“Come here” I heard the firm tone from the living room making my head turn quickly. As I entered the room I saw it was him and Kira on th couch.
“Are you serious right now?” I asked dropping my bag on the couch.
“Deadly.” he said with a angry expression on his face.
“Whats this even about?” I asked
“You and Stiles.” He stated like it was obvious to me.
“Are you fucking serious!” I yelled
“YES IM SERIOUS” he yelled back at me his eyes turning bright red.
“Scott” Kira said grabbing his arm as I took a few steps back away from him.
“Did you two have sex, (Y/N)” he asked I just rolled my eyes crossing my arms.
“Why are you so admin about this, why do you need to know I don’t ask when you and Kira have sex so why are you so on my case about it?” I said in a angry tone.
“It’s different.” he said in a firm voice.
“how? how is it different Scott?” I asked fuming with anger.
“Because he would be taking my baby sisters innocence.” he huffed
“I’M STILL A FUCKING VIRGIN, ARE YOU YOU HAPPY YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!” I yelled at him walking away.
“(Y/N)” he protested.
“Fuck off Scott,” I said making my way up the stairs slamming the door.
Okay I need to discuss this topic because my brain is going to explode if I dont. Alien covanent, while many people see it as a bad movie to the franchise is actually the best since the first two and here’s why. Covanent teaches and shows us a valuable lesson about creation and what it means to be a creator. I bet that Ridley Scott wanted us to see through David’s eyes and not the humans suffering the fate of the creatures. While the people see death and brutalization around them (idk if brutalization is a word) David sees creation. His own creations before his eyes and it’s beautiful. Especially when the chestburster of the “Protomorph” erupted from Oram. Everyone in the theater was creeper out and disgusted while I was mesmerized by the sheer elegance of this scene. And when David smiled at it is smiled too, OH and don’t get me started when he raised his hands to the creature and it mimicked his actions. I nearly lost it.
It was there on that for the second time in a movie where I’m rooting for the new species rather than the survivors. (The other movie being war for the planet of the apes). I wanted to see the xenomorph species thrive and prosper. It filled my heart with something new. Alien covanent, while not being as well made as Alien or Aliens was still a worthy king standing atop the mountain of horror masterpieces. In fact I don’t even consider it a horror movie, it’s romantic, grotesque, and really nice to look at. It’s a movie about Life not death this time.
Anyways I’ll stop babbling your ears off for now. This is a O.K. artist, singing off.
whats your opinion on what hoechlin said? i know everyone is going “yaas hoechlin drag him” but to me it didn’t seem like a “drag” at all? both tylers genuinely like each other idk why people are being like this.
Sounded more like Hoechlin was trying to apologize for Posey’s comments than shading him, because people are literally not letting it go. But that doesn’t fit into the narrative they’re trying to portray, which is that Hoechlin and Dylan secretly hate Posey and are in love with each other.
Honestly, the show’s over already and I’m just tired. I don’t want to spend the next few years fighting over Sterek/Hobrien vs. Scott/Posey when it’s moot at this point.
I’m trying my best to keep my cool when I see posts like this but I guess I picked the wrong time to check out the Tyler Hoechlin tag.
Where was Corey and Parrish these last two episodes? Corey could of been useful by turning invisible and why didn’t he when he and Mason walked into the hospital?
What was the point of bringing Jackson and Ethan back if they was just gonna get caught and beat up? Now they are useless and needs to be saved? I bet that is them in the hospital. Also how did they meet? I bet that isn’t going to be mentioned. (I wish this show showed stuff like that)
I want to see Scott and Theo have a serious talk. Theo was also going to call Scott.
I think Liam is going to die, Idk why but I just do (hope he doesn’t tho)
Why is Sydney(?) that girl Monroe was talking to still in High School? I thought she graduated with Scott and everybody else. I remeber in Season 4 they was taking the SAT’s/PSAT and she was there. She was in classes with Scott.
I still don’t get how these people are breaking the law. They have guns and are shooting people. When/If everything is back to normal, arey going to jail?
Why don’t Chris just kill his dad?
I like how there was another alpha in hiding but she is no help and will disappear like other characters
Where did Kate come from? Wasn’t Chris suppose to go hunt her after he didn’t kill her and let her leave?
I love that Derek is back but I don’t really know what he was doing. Then he gets shot.
I hope this timeskip shows everyone married with kids or a pack meeting of whoever is alive.