summary of the actual plot for the following

Sparknotes on the Sherlock-is-garbage-here's why video

1. The things Sherlock deduced are never shown to the audience beforehand so audience can’t try to follow along like in original stories, instead, Sherlock just seems to have magic brain powers

2. Overuses special effects to make up for weak plot (on screen text, spinning cameras, sound effects, fucking window explosion…)

3. Overarching plot is poorly resolved (cliffhangers every time but when they finally have to deliver the answer is a secret sister)

4. Overuses Moriarty by trying to make him the ultimate all powerful villain, kills him too early for no apparent reason, then keep hinting he might be alive to keep viewers watching

5. Changes Adler from the innocent bystander who taught Holmes a lesson of humility to the dominatrix who fell in love with Sherlock despite being a lesbian and needed to be saved. 

6. Disrespects the fan base, especially the hardcore fans, by implying that they’re crazy conspiracy theorists (Anderson and co) for wanting to know how Sherlock survived the fall, then never gives an actual explanation for the fall. 

7. Queerbaits shamelessly. (Vid doesn’t go into detail but mentions it)

8. Doesn’t do justice to Dr Watson, a doctor and a soldier, who could be a BAMF but instead just follows Sherlock around amazed and gets kidnapped a lot. 

9. Spends unnecessary screen time setting up Sherlock being an asshole moments (e.g. The Sherlock correcting murderer’s grammar sequence) when that sort of thing could fit into the plot of actual cases. 

10. Screws around with the Mary character arc where she’s a good guy then a bad guy then actually a good guy after all, punching a hole through viewers’ suspension of disbelief.

anonymous asked:

Hey there buddy, you wouldn't happen to have any Peter and Rita headcanons, would you?

i’m running with the assumption that this means headcanons about the two of them together

  • Rita stops flirting with him immediately after noticing the way he looks at Mr. Steel because FINALLY, it is ABOUT TIME someone noticed the boss like that, and wow they’re clearly so in love and she gets to WATCH
  • Peter goes to her book club one time and in the course of an evening learns how to read palms and wiretap an encrypted comms line, adds several questionable paperbacks to his endless pockets, and starts reading as well as doodling in his downtime
  • he tends to doodle in the margins though
  • Rita does not inquire about his real name, and Peter does not ask about her last name. they have a perfect understanding
  • Peter is the only person who can actually follow along with Rita’s plot summaries. Every time he stops by he asks her to fill him in on the last few episodes of Beyond The Seas of Venus (which is the one with the shipwrecked twins and the pirate and the lovesick king, right,)
  • he keeps bringing her pairs of earrings, and interesting and exotic snacks from various places he visits,  and really nice pricey moisturizer, and expensive limited edition show merchandise
  • she gives him a lot of advice about Juno. he is considering her suggestion that they acquire a kitten.
  • mani/pedi movie nights? yes?
  • presuming that this isn’t some kind of Hell Future and The Princess Bride is still a beloved cinema classic, they have seen it together at least five times, because both of them are romantic losers
  • both of them can and will fall asleep anywhere and at any time and Juno has found them sprawled across one another on the sofa in front of a still-playing movie and snoring more than once
  • they have elaborate and incomprehensible in-jokes which are this point are more like some kind of code
  • they’re not allowed to play pictionary anymore
  • they’re actually not allowed to play any board game, because the combination of Peter’s flawless, calculated, but ridiculously overdramatic planning and Rita’s totally unpredictable game-breaking strategies made Mick cry and Juno shoot the game board
  • also, the way Peter plays Risk is… disquieting
  • He taught Rita how he cheats at cards and she taught him how to count cards
  • Juno’s “bad art collection” consists entirely of drawings that one or the other of them have done on various cases
OUAT season 6: a summary
  • Us: We want awesome new characters from classic literature.
  • A&E: Have some more Regina
  • Us: We want more of Emma's backstory.
  • A&E: Have some more Regina
  • Us: We want domestic CS
  • A&E: Have some more Regina
  • Us: We want real dialogue between characters, real life working through their issues and dealing with all they've been through.
  • A&E: Have some more Regina
  • US: We want a coherent plot line that actually follows the established rules
  • A&E: Here, have DOUBLE THE REGINA!!!!
These Burdens I Carry

Pairing: Sam x reader
Characters: Sam, Dean, the reader 
Warnings: trials!Sam, angst, hallucinations, sickness, canon divergence (I didn’t really follow the plot of the actual season!) 
Summary: While everyone notices how much the trials are killing Sam, the reader can’t sit on her hands anymore and decides to do something about it. 
A/N: Hey guys, sorry I’ve been really inactive lately I’ve had a lot on my plate:( But anyways, I really hope you enjoy this one- I put a ton of work into it because I feel really bad for being so inactive! <3 
Ps. I’m going to add the gifs later because my computer is glitching and not loading them!
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First Time (Hwarang Scenarios)

Summary of Request: gif scenario on the first time in bed with them

Warnings: Smut-ish

Gifs are not mine, credit to owners

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Moo Myung:

The Passionate One

Originally posted by pleasingpics

Sam Maek:

The Dominant One

Originally posted by lovershub

Soo Ho:

The Kinky One

Originally posted by relationshipaims

Ban Ryu:

The Rough One

Originally posted by lovershub

Han Sung:

The Playful One

Originally posted by painfulblisss

Yeo Wool:

The Teaseful One

Originally posted by relationshipaims

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These are obviously just assumptions on how I think they would be like in bed. Let me know what kind you think they would be!

Disclaimer: I will be using some scenes from the series, but they will not be following the plot of the actual episode unless requested so. Also, I apologize for any mistakes when using some parts of the episodes if the translation is correct.

Don’t Fear the Reaper Chapter 7: Fitting In

Sam Winchester x Reader

1160 Words

Story Plot: You are a reaper, actually one of Death’s favorites.  You’ve been following the story of the Winchesters for a while, staying out of sight, never letting them see you. You slowly fall in love with Sam, even though he doesn’t know you exist. But that all changes one day. Set in Season 5

Chapter Summary: You’re still trying to fit in with the Winchesters, while feeling yourself falling for Sam.

Catch Up: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

The rest of the afternoon was enjoyable, spending most of it helping Dean work on his car, learning what made her run. Dean was funny, and smart, and knew a lot about the machine. Afterwards, the two of you returned to Bobby’s house, where he handed you a beer. This time you took a sip, barely making a face. Bobby was in the kitchen, standing next to the stove, where something was bubbling away.

“Where’s Sam?” You asked, glancing around the room, wanting to see a glimpse of your tall, shaggy haired hunter.

Bobby stopped stirring long enough to answer. “He went to go get cleaned up. He’ll be back down in a little bit.”

You nodded, before you walked over to Bobby, staring down at the fascinating mixture in the pot. You had always been fascinated by human food, but you hadn’t had that many chances to try things. “What is this?” You asked Bobby.

“Chili. Have you been hiding under a rock girl? First, you’ve never had coffee, now you have no idea about chili? Who are you?” He asked, his eyes growing big as he stared at you with concern.

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Heated - merildis - Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Simulator [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Fandom: Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Simulator
Rating: Explicit
Relationships: Damien Bloodmarch/Robert Small


A night at the bar among friends turns into something a bit more… heated.

anyway i wrote some dream daddy pwp 

5

I’ve been blogging too much about maple lately I thought I’d provide a guide for my followers on what to try out in this game

10 things that I feel are A MUST if you have installed maplestory: A guide

opinions may differ!! ;v; I really focus on seeing the plotlines and the stories for this game (In fact, I should draw out a general summary of the whole game’s plot actually.. it’s rly complex;) so I feel this is like a minimum requirement to enjoy what the game’s story could offer to its fullest

These Burdens I Carry Part 2

Part One Here

Pairing: Sam x reader
Characters: Sam, Dean, the reader
Warnings: trials!Sam, angst, hallucinations, sickness, canon divergence (I didn’t really follow the plot of the actual season!)
Summary: While everyone notices how much the trials are killing Sam, the reader can’t sit on her hands anymore and decides to do something about it.
A/N: Part 3 is coming! This one’s a little short but it sets the scene for the next part, so bear with me and be kind please:) 
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*I work very hard on these fics and feedback is very much appreciated* 

You waited and waited until Sam fell asleep, running your fingers through his hair with him hugging your shoulders. Just as he nodded off and his labored breathing finally slowed, you crept out of his room and into the hallway beyond. 

“Is he good?” Dean whispered from where he was waiting in the hall, you wondered if he’d been out there the entire time. 

“As good as he can be,” You shrugged and walked into the kitchen with Dean right behind you. Both of your footsteps echoed in the quiet bunker, which seemed so empty without the usual laughter of you and the Winchesters. 

In truth, ever since Sam’s health first started getting bad so had everything else. Even though he tried his best to hide it, the younger Winchester was breaking down and it was terrifying both you and his brother. You felt like you spent half your time worrying whether or not Sam was going to collapse, and the other half dreading the translation of the demon tablet. Because you knew for certain that the moment Kevin figured out those god awful inscriptions, Sam would happily go off and destroy himself a little more. 

You wondered what the next task would be, would it hurt him? What hell scape was in store for Sam? Just the thought gave you chills. That was why you’d decided to take the trials on yourself, it was what was best for everyone. 

Sam would be mad at first, in fact he’d be furious. But over time he’d get over it, until you were just as weak and shaky as he had been and he didn’t so much as bat an eye. That’s what you told yourself, over time he’d go numb to the idea and it would hurt him less and less. The only thing keeping you together at that point was the idea that in a few days it would be you taking on the trials, not him. In truth, you really weren’t looking forward to going through what Sam was, but you’d already made the decision, so it was done. All you had to do now was find a hellhound and kill it. 

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The rest of the mershark story

SO AS PROMISED, I wrote out the rest of the mershark story. I originally wanted to actually write the fic, but I really don’t have that kind of time right now and I wanted to get something out so you guys aren’t sad forever lmao. So, instead, I did a summary of sorts, though it’s a bit long. If anyone wants to write the full fic, by all means, please do so. Just credit me for the idea/plot if you follow it closely (not for the concept of mersharks obviously, that’s not mine) and send me a link so I can take a look! 

The summary is under the cut. It starts from the point where I left off with the drawings.

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lelelalula  asked:

Heeyyy ehem um i just saw your shojo-post and it reminded me that I am searching for an shojo-anime so maybe you can help me out :3c. In the anime there was a girl with brown hair and wings which was very powerful, one day someone attacked her and all the feathers of her wings flew away and with a boy and friend she's searching for them in different worlds and dimension. Ever heard of it??? 🙈💕👌😘

yooooo im- im speechless. im honored you’re asking me for help!

i actually have heard of that anime and i LOVE IT !!

it’s actually called Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle (or what I like to call Tsubasa Chronicles), which is a kind of a spin-off AU (sort of?) of Cardcaptor Sakura and xxxHolic (tsubasa takes place in the same universe as xxxholic)

here’s some gifs/pictures that i bet you’ll find a bit familiar?

Originally posted by nanami92

Originally posted by llybian

also a bit of a summary/backstory (taken from wikipedia):

The plot follows how Sakura, the princess of the Kingdom of Clow, loses all her memories and how Syaoran, a young archaeologist who is her childhood friend, goes on a quest to save her. The Dimensional Witch Yūko Ichihara instructs him to go with two people, Kurogane and Fai D. Flowright. They search for Sakura’s memories, which were scattered in various worlds in the form of feathers, as gathering them will help save her soul. Tsubasa was conceived when four Clamp artists wanted to create a manga series that connected all their previous works. They took the designs for the main protagonists from their earlier manga called Cardcaptor Sakura.

opinion: you’ll love the series if you’re a big fan of CLAMP, Cardcaptor Sakura, and xxxHolic, and if you love the themes/genres of selfless love, romance + action, shounen fights, humor, talking rabbits, mystery, adventure, and kind of like a treasure hunt haha

hope this helped! ✨✨✨
-mak  ♡

These Burdens I Carry- Part 3

Part One Here
Part Two Here

Pairing: Sam x reader
Characters: Sam, Dean, the reader
Warnings: trials!Sam, angst, swearing, canon divergence (I didn’t really follow the plot of the actual season!)
Summary: While everyone else notices how much the trials are killing Sam, the reader can’t sit on her hands anymore and decides to do something about it.
A/N: Part 4 is coming! So incredibly sorry this took so long! I’ll try to be much quicker with the next part, I promise<3 As always, feedback is appreciated! If you want to be tagged send me an ask or message me:)
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You were uneasy the entire drive to the middle of nowhere- all you needed was a secluded spot where Dean couldn’t find you. Eventually, after a few hours of driving around anxiously, you settled for an abandoned warehouse somewhere south of Kentucky. 

Parking your Jeep in a grassy patch near the entrance, you walked around to the trunk and pulled out a machete, and a hunting knife which you tucked at your side for good measure. 

When Sam had killed the first hellhound, it had been a surprise to both you and Dean- because his brother was supposed to be the one to do it. But when he’d walked out of that barn, covered in hellhound goop and with a shit-eating grin on his face, you both had been wrong. In that moment, nobody knew what the trials would bring, and none of you dared to guess the worst, so you’d just accepted that Sam had taken them on instead of Dean. Little did you know it would end up like it did. 

Along with the weapons, you grabbed a few things necessary for summoning a crossroads demon and threw them into a bag. Before closing the trunk and approaching the abandoned building, you slung the pack over your shoulder and double checked your knife and machete- you needed to be able to pull them out quickly as soon as the hellhound arrived. 

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anonymous asked:

im looking for an oldddd faberry fic... rachel was a detective and she goes to a beach town where quinn is a surfer who has a daughter

The plot sounds familiar–like I read the summary once–but I never actually read that fic so I’m afraid I can’t help you.

Maybe one of my followers can help? 

Day 2 of Outsiders Weekend - AU

So, I’m in actual love with AUs.

Especially my useless little Steven Universe AU.

So here’s a summary of that

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Basically, if you don’t already watch Steven Universe, it’s a cartoon about personified gems (garnet, pearl, etc) who come from another planet (like aliens). The main character, Steven, is a half gem and saves the world with his gem moms, Garnet Amethyst, and Pearl.

This AU doesn’t necessarily follow that exact plot, but it’s the same concept. A few of you know that I’ve already talked about this one before, but a few things have changed since.

Ponyboy - Sunset aura quartz. He is sometimes childish in a way, but still mature for the most part. He recognizes beauty and worth, believing that there is good in everyone - whether homeworld gem or not. His special ability is the ability to spiritually project himself to another place, and sometimes even other dimensions. Weapon: spear.

Johnny - Moonstone. Often quiet and soft spoken, moonstone can come off as mysterious. He’s very reserved and has a few internalized secrets that he seldom chooses to speak of. His special ability is usually being able to predict every possible outcome to a situation. Keep in mind that he never knows for sure what will and will not happen. Weapon: long sword.

Dally - Cat’s eye (chrysoberyl). Cat’s eye is very skilled at hand to hand combat and rarely chooses to use his weapon. He’s mischievous and disobeys authority as often as possible. He escaped homeworld using force and is one of the most wanted crystal gems in history. Not much is known about him. His ability is manipulation of the mind, but he prefers punching. Weapon: ??

Sodapop - Sodalite. Sodalite is carefree and sometimes a bit of an airhead. He’s most often seen smiling and joking around, but that isn’t necessarily a good thing. Most commonly described as childish, Sodalite has been proven to be somewhat useless in battle and training. Despite his lack of common battle skill, he’s always been great at supporting and motivating everyone and is very good at fusion. His ability is hydrokinesis (water bending). Weapon: anything in liquid form.

Steve - Emerald. Emerald is smart mouthed and blunt. He doesn’t seem to have a filter and his mouth often gets him into trouble. He can come off as rude, but he never really means any true harm. Like Sodalite, Emerald is usually goofing off rather than focusing and training, but he is good at strategic combat. His special ability is limited teleportation. Weapon: mace.

Two-Bit - Red Agate. Red is a skilled swordsman and can be very serious when the time calls, but normally he’s cracking jokes and mucking around. He’s got a sharp wit as well as a sharp blade, and never ceases to cheer up a discouraged friend. Red is a good friend and an excellently talented individual. His ability is pyrokinesis (heat and fire bending). Weapon: various swords.

Darry - Jasper. Jasper is hard working and strong willed, as well as strongly built. He’s considered a professional at all types of combat, hence being a battle teacher. He’s determined and protective of his family and himself. While he isn’t a master at fusion, he does teach it as well. His ability has yet to be used and he intends to keep it that way. Weapon: power gauntlets.

Cherry - Cherry Quartz. Cherry quartz is a master at fusion and can fuse with almost anybody. She’s snobby at times, but down to earth usually. She’s got a bit of an attitude as well. The others jokingly call her a “Goddess”, referencing how she seems virtually perfect. Her special ability is telekinesis. Weapon: bow and arrow.

Marcia - Star quartz. Star is an assistant of sorts, but a good friend all around. She’s usually helping with lessons and demonstrations, despite being a bit clueless most of the time. She’s just happy to be here. Her special ability is controlled levitation. Weapon: dagger.

And that’s mostly it! I’m always accepting questions about it, particularly fusion requests, so send those in as well! You can also request drabbles/writing in this AU.

(posting this now cause it’s midnight so it counts I guess)

I’ll Be Good

Summary: Lena deals with the aftermath of Lillian’s death.

Hey all!

Lots of people (amazingly!) asked for a follow up to Anger and Release, so viola! Who knew my PWP would actually, in fact, have a plot?! (HUGE shout out to @stennnn06 for helping me tease through the details of said plot!)

It is helpful to read Anger and Release first. Please note it is rated E, and if smut is not your thing, I think you can read just the first part and skip the smut end.

If smut IS your thing, I can assure you this will have a Supercorp ending but will warn you that it will take a little while to get there. This chapter picks up immediately after Anger and Release but is very Lena centric as she works through the aftermath of what’s just happened.


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Kara woke to the sound of her phone vibrating across the floor. She sat up, her muscles tight from falling asleep in such an awkward position, and worked to wipe the sleep out of her eyes. She looked around for her phone and stopped mid reach as her eyes caught the sight of Lena in the corner pulling a new skirt up over her hips and closing the zipper at her waist. Still naked from the waist up, Kara could see the light marks on Lena’s back from their encounter just hours before. Kara’s mouth went dry at the sudden memory of why she fell asleep on the floor of Lena Luthor’s office in the first place.

Lena seemed to feel a set of eyes upon her and turned to look at Kara over her shoulder with a slight smirk on her lips as she somewhat stiffly slipped her bra over her breasts and shoulders. The sight of Kara, hair mussed and deer caught in the headlights look about her created something warm in Lena’s chest.

“It’s been buzzing for about ten minutes now. Does it really only take one romp to dull your super powers?”

“I… uh… it’s probably Alex,” Kara muttered as she finally reached her phone and hit the button to send it to voicemail. She didn’t look to see that she had 12 missed calls and nearly double the number of unread text messages.

Kara stood fully naked, whistling softly to herself with her fists bouncing off the sides of her thighs while she looked around for her supersuit. Feeling exposed now that the tension from earlier had dissipated, she used her super speed to get dressed again.

Lena’s jaw went slack at being able to see the sheer power of Kara. She’s seen Supergirl use her powers before. She’s seen her use her body to stop flying chunks of concrete, to catch Lena mid air, to use her laser vision in the heat of battle. It felts different this time though, after having finally acknowledged that Supergirl and Kara are the same person. It felt as though the last barrier between Lena and Kara had dropped.

And that terrified Lena.

Kara watched Lena finish dressing and then walk over to her desk, trying to look as though she was getting lost in the stack of reports there.

“I’m sure Alex needs to speak to you, with everything that,” Lena cleared her throat over the lump forming there and flipped through the reports faster, “with everything that happened last night. You should go.” The warmth once in Lena’s chest has collapsed in on itself, a supernova, leaving a black hole in its wake. Lena shivered involuntarily.

Kara stopped mid stride on her way to Lena, confusion at the sudden change in Lena’s demeanor evident in the crinkle of her brow and slight tilt of her head. “Don’t you think we should talk, Lena? About…” Kara gestured vaguely between the two of them.

About us? About what happened here tonight? About what happened to Lillian?

“There’s nothing to talk about, Supergirl. Nothing has changed.”

“Nothing has… nothing has changed?”

Kara can’t believe that those words have just left Lena’s mouth. That her best friend who she just slept with, her best friend who killed her own mother, her best friend who revealed that she knows Kara’s greatest secret of all time -  all in the previous 12 hours -  could say that.

Kara advanced on Lena, coming up to stand next to her profile. She had to stop herself from looking for a physical switch that Lena had used to change so quickly from warm and teasing to cold and distant.

“Kara, not Supergirl” she stated firmly. “It’s just you and I, Lena,” Kara said more softly as she placed her hand on Lena’s forearm and stroked it lightly with her thumb.

Lena’s fingers stopped working through the papers in her hands. She closed her eyes bit the inside of her mouth, steeling herself. To dig deep and tap into Lena Luthor, survivor. To focus on the ice in her belly, blocking out the warmth she feels from Kara’s hand on her arm.

She knew the next words out of her mouth could either move them forward, something she had hoped to do for a very long time now, or stall everything in that minute. Even more possibly, to destroy it so completely that it would not only be as if it never happened, but would remove any chance of it occurring in the future. She had been thinking about it for the last hour while she laid in Kara’s arms, allowing herself to feel loved and cared for. Allowing herself to bask in borrowed time.

And now the quiet of the office save Kara’s breath next to her feels suffocating.

She killed Lillian.

She protected Kara.

Those were two things that she’d never regret. Lena will always be a survivor. And it seems, once again she can be a savior. And to be those two things? The one thing you cannot be is vulnerable.

She pulled her arm out of Kara’s grasp and managed the strength needed to look her in the eye. To lie to her.

“There is no ‘you and I’. I have work to do, as I’m sure you do as well, Supergirl. It’s not every day the leader of Cadmus is neutralized. Their organization will be left weak. Your time to strike is now. If L-Corp can be of assistance, you know how to reach me.”

Kara’s eyes pooled with tears. She opened her mouth as if to say something in retort and seemed to think better of it.  She set her jaw and nodded once, turning towards the balcony but stopped at the door for just a moment to look back.

“Thank you, Ms. Luthor, for reminding me of who we are, and my mission. I’m sorry for distracting you from yours.”

Lena counted to ten after she heard Kara take off before allowing herself to fall into her chair, chest heaving with sobs.

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The sky had been grey all morning. The type of grey that dulls all of the colors outside. Where blankets of shadows cover buildings and people alike, melding everything together into indistinct shapes. The type of grey that seems to slow everything and everyone down. One where no one seems to be in a hurry to get to where they’re going.

Lena could understand that feeling as she stood barefoot, dressed in a simple black wrap dress, just looking numbly out of the floor-to-ceiling windows. She reluctantly checked the time on her thin wristwatch before sighing deeply and walking into the bathroom to put her hair in a tight bun and apply her makeup in the mirror.

She has not slept in nearly a week. No more than twenty minutes or so at a time anyway. And it has started to show. The extra layer of concealer under her eyes it is not enough to hide the bruised skin there. And no matter how many times a day she applies drops to her eyes she cannot get rid of their redness that shows so easily as she appraised her reflection.  

She reached into a drawer and pulled out a prescription for Xanax. The bottle was heavy and rattled in her hands. She filled the prescription a week ago but has refused to take any thus far out of sheer stubbornness. Even when the anxiety weighs heavy on her chest, stopping her lungs from filling fully with air. Even when she sees Lillian’s milky eyes every time she shuts hers. Even when she hears Lilian’s last breath over and over in her ears.

Even when the ghosts and echoes haunt her daily.

A hardness overtook Lena’s features in the mirror as she heard the tsk tsk tsk of Lillian’s voice in her ears. “Oh poor, dear Lena. Feeling sorry for yourself, are you?

Lena leaned forward, dropping the bottle of pills on the mosaic tile floor, and braced her shaky hands on the cool marble of the bathroom counter. Her eyes slammed shut as she heard yet again the voice that will not stop tormenting her.

“Shut up, mother,” she ground out between clenched teeth.

“Oh, testy today are we? Please.” The exasperation was evident in Lillian’s voice, and Lena could easily picture Lillian rolling her eyes at her adopted daughter. “Pull yourself together, child. You finally had the guts to do what you’ve no doubt been dreaming of for ages. You did this, Lena. To me. To us. Now live with it. And everything that comes afterward. You made the decision. You don’t get to hide from the consequences. Luthors never do.”

“I said shut up!” Lena yelled as she worked to regain control of her breathing, knuckles white from their tight grasp on the unyielding countertop.

“One, in and out. Two, in and out. Three, in and out.’ Lena repeated her mantra out loud with deep breaths over and over to calm herself. It took until she got to ‘ Thirty-two, in and out’ before she had composed herself enough to replace the bottle and call down to her driver to let him know that she was ready to go.

****

Lena stood in front of the simple granite marker and sleek, black casket for Lillian Luthor. It is elegant but without grandeur. Lena found it hard to find a balance between finding something that showed the minimal amount of respect for a human life gone and nothing close to the shrine that Lillian no doubt foresaw for herself. She thought for a moment about having Jess take care of all of the funeral arrangements. And while she had no doubts at Jess’ ability to be discrete, it would be a logistical nightmare if the press caught wind that Lillian Luthor was dead. So instead, she had her mother buried under her maiden name, paid for it in cash, and told the funeral home that no one outside of the workers to handle the casket would be necessary. There would be no fanfare. No reception at all.

Just a daughter and her mother.

“A murderer and a murderer, dear.” Lillian corrects Lena’s thoughts. “Finally. You’ve got us on an even playing field.”

Lena closed her eyes and dropped her head back to the heavens. She could smell the rain about to free itself from the fast moving clouds. The metallic smell of ozone from above that comes just before the Earth cleanses itself once more. And as Lena looked back at the tombstone, as her eyes traced over the block lettering, it didn’t take long for tears to fall, adding her own wetness to the earth.

Lena opened the oversized black umbrella over her head, more out of habit than a desire to be dry in the moment. She allowed the sound of the heavy rain drops on the vinyl above her head and on the casket in front of her to press in on her senses. To wrap her in a humid cocoon.

Lena knew no one nearby would be able to hear her over the roar of thunder and rain. No one except Kara, who was standing none-to-discreetly under a tree on the hill, cape billowing in the wind. She stood stock still, the rain soaking her, as a silent protector. One that Lena did not ask for. One that Lena’s grateful for; somewhere deep inside herself, although she does not allow herself to think that she deserves such care.

“I wish Lex were here,” Lena started softly, talking to Lillian; talking to Kara. “He couldn’t be of course. The risk of his escape is too great. But I do… wish he were here. Because he loved you. Because people should get to be buried by the people who loved them. Even if that love is maniacal. I think? But here we are, mother. Stuck with each other again, hmm?” The small laugh that escapes from Lena is mirthless.

And then, the dam breaks.

“I had planned all of these clever, cutting things to say to you. But instead, let me be simple. You were a terrible mother”. The edge to her voice was unmistakable. “You were twisted and sick. You were a xenophobe. You were a murderer, a terrorist, a conniving narcissist. You manipulated the masses. You tried to manipulate me. You tried to control me. And when you couldn’t, you went after the people I love.”

Lena chanced a look over her shoulder at Kara. She couldn’t see her face from that distance, but the typical superhero pose was absent. Instead, Kara now stood with shoulders slumped, one hand against the tree for support. Her hair fell limply on her shoulders. She looked so much more like Kara Danvers than Supergirl at that moment. Lena ached to feel Kara’s warmth next to her but she was cognizant that Kara was keeping her distance for her; knowing that Lena is not ready to let her back in.

Lena looks back at the grave. “And even after your death, you continue to ruin everything.”

****

Lena stood there for another hour, heels sinking into the wet grass. She glanced at her watch and decided that she has stayed long enough. Long enough to appear respectful. Long enough that whichever of Lex’s lackeys were no doubt watching her would report back that she gave Lillian the reverence he mistakenly thinks that she deserves. Long enough to allow herself to wallow and mourn the fact that she and Lillian will never have the opportunity to create the relationship she so desperately wanted, in the deepest recesses of her heart, where she rarely lets her mind wander to.

She turned finally and headed down the small slope towards the waiting car. Her driver opened her door for her and before getting in the car she spared a last glance at Kara who is still standing there in the rain. They nodded to each other solemnly and Kara lifted off the ground easily. Lena settled into the backseat of her car and looked out the window at the workers setting about to lower Lillian’s casket into the ground.

“Go ahead, Elliott,” Lena said to let her driver know that she is ready to leave. She was looking forward to getting home and taking a warm bath. To sipping a very large glass (or two) of her favorite deep red wine. To settling into sheets and allowing herself one sleeping pill finally. Knowing that she needs to get some sleep if she has any intention of continuing to run her company in a productive manner.

She turned to look one last time at the grave. To hope that the image of the rain falling over the grassy hills of the cemetery will be the one to cement itself in her memory as the last of her mother. Instead of the lifeless body on the concrete floor with blood pooling around Lillian’s head like the halo she would never earn.

She tried to take in every detail, eyes scanning the distance.

The scream got lost in Lena’s throat just as Elliott is about to pull away. She kicked her way across the backseat as her eyes met Lillian’s, heels ripping the soft leather. Rain drenched Lillian standing just outside of Lena’s car. Lillian standing, hand outstretched, crying in the rain, a muted “Lena, Lena, Lena,” on her lips.

Drop Dead Dreamers - Prologue

Title: Drop Dead Dreamers - Prologue
Fandom: Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Simulator
Summary: You’re moving across the city of Maple Bay in three days. You have to survive your final hour on shift at work, first, though.
(Prologue to actual game events; was going to be longer but I need to go to bed)
Pairing: Dadsona/Damien Bloodmarch
Notes: This is shameless self-insert fanfiction following the plot of DDADDS, with some tweaks. Don’t read if you dislike self-insert, third-person writing, or self-ship?


You groan and bend over, leaning your head on the cool glass countertop in front of you. Your knees hurt. Your back hurts. Your head hurts from scolding those Youths that came in and started throwing a beach ball in aisle four, trying to hit the warehouse-style ceiling. Why did they seem inebriated? They could have only been fifteen, but they were so loud. So disrespectful of your good family-owned pet store. Nobody respects good family-owned pet stores. Now, though, the store is empty except for your coworkers, and you get a moment to breathe.

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These Burdens I Carry- Part 4

Part One Here
Part Two Here
Part Three

Pairing: Sam x reader
Characters: Sam, Dean, the reader
Warnings: trials!Sam, angst, swearing, canon divergence (I didn’t really follow the plot of the actual season!) gore!!!!!
Summary: While everyone else notices how much the trials are killing Sam, the reader can’t sit on her hands anymore and decides to do something about it.
A/N: So this is my little love letter to my followers before I leave for camp for two weeks!! Oh my god two weeks without talking to you guys what am I gonna do:( I love you all so much<3 
Ps: Yes I’m aware I’m evil leaving this on such an angsty cliffhanger, if you guys want to write your own endings feel free! Make sure to tag me in them I’d love to read them all when I get back!!!!<333 
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Your phone didn’t stop buzzing for the entire hour you sat in your car and waited for the Hellhound to appear. If you knew Sam, and you did, when you opened your phone you would be showered with texts and voicemails that would take years to filter through. 

At first he’d be worried, so worried, and it’d show through the tone of his voice and the mannerisms of his messages. But then, you guessed about a half hour in, he’d get restless. 

Pleading would turn to begging and before you knew it Dean’s voice would probably be in those voicemails as well. He wouldn’t break down like his brother had though, instead he’d get angry. 

You knew that the minute you opened your phone, the minute you listened to those voicemails and read those texts, you’d want to turn back. You’d be faced with Dean’s wrath and Sam’s pity- two things that would definitely make you cave. 

So instead of checking your phone, you tuned out the buzzing and threw it in the back seat. But you could still hear the vibrations that translated to Sam’s heartbreak in your head, and after a while you opted for the less gentler approach. 

You blasted music. 

Setting a timer for the remaining 21 minutes, you shut the doors of your Jeep and turned the volume up until even the sound of your own heartbeat was drowned out. 

The wild, off-kilter beat of Metallica, Bad Company, and so many more- all of which painstakingly reminded you of the Winchesters- muted almost everything else in the car. But you didn’t dance or sing along like you usually would, no, instead you just sat there twirling your knife between your fingers. 

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X-Men: First Class Fix-It AU “Mutants and Proud”

Alternate ending to X-Men: First Class where the X-Men (including Azazel, Angel, and Darwin who’s totally alive) partner with the CIA to continue to go on missions and fight the Hellfire Club, Trask, and other villains and villain groups. We get better at actually making plots as it goes on, so read the chapter summaries.

To all my wonderful followers: Please read! I could really use feedback, especially regarding my OC and ways to keep the characters in character. It’s either complete fluff or complete angst so beware.

I wrote this with my fantastic friend, lordoftime10, who ships different things than I do, so you might have to look a little harder (but not too hard) for Cherik and a few other ships. My username on Ao3 is “SherlockPendragon501.”

Here’s the link! MUTANTS AND PROUD

Thanks for considering! :)

Michael-centric Fic Rec (with a hint of Fake AH Crew)

I’m making this rec specifically for michaelsgavin​‘s anon, so I’m really hoping you enjoy it! 

anonymous asked: “Hi there! I was wondering if you happen to have any fic recs? I love Gavin and all but am really only interested in Michael-centric. I’d especially love Fake AH crew stuff, but will take anything/any pairing as long as Michael is a main part tbqh. Thank you and feel free to ignore if you don’t feel like answering!”

These fics will mostly deal with Mavin as the main pairing as I am the most familiar with that pairing! In addition, most Fake AH Crew fics I’ve read are Raywood-centric, so I will try my best to find a few Michael-centric ones!

(Title is the link; summaries in regular font; italics are my comments)

Chronicles of a Fallen Love - 8/10

The Fake AH Crew, led by Geoff Ramsey, rule over the criminal world of Los Santos with an iron fist. This series follows their ups and downs, and the challenges they have to face. Mostly Michael/Gavin centric.

As you can see by the summary, this is actually a series, but it focuses on the relationship between Michael and Gavin in the Fake AH Crew. Huge plot twist at the end of the first one that caught me by surprise. Admittedly, I have not finished reading the second one, but I think you should enjoy it. :)

Words, Words, Words - 10/10

Michael wondered if Bonnie and Clyde had to deal with this shit, or any other criminal in the last like century, or if it was just him who had to deal with a life of crime and having one of the most prominent identifiers of anyone in the business. Soulmates, yeah cool, that’s great until you’ve got a body full of first words that make it so anyone who sees you can immediately identify you as that guy who stuck up the bank the one they saw on the news last night.

I actually read this fic specifically in my search for this rec, but I am absolutely in love with it. It’s Michael-centric OT6 with emphasis on Mavin!! The RWBY girls are known by their character’s names because they’re assassins. It’s all super neat. Soulmate AU within Fake AH Crew AU. (Plus, I love Ray’s characterization in this!)

It’s the start, it’s the end - 7/10

It’s a long story. It starts with a group of fledgling thugs and mercenaries banding together to commit crime.
Michael is afraid that it will all end after they try to go down in history with a spectacular heist that goes spectacularly wrong.

Another Fake AH Crew OT6 with Mavin and Raywood emphasis! Definitely has a darker feel. Told from (mostly) Michael’s third-person perspective in short bursts of action. Has a good flow to the whole thing. Definitely captures the emotions of the Fake AH Crew in a realistic way. 

fortunately misfortunate - 10/10

falling for someone who likes you back is pretty fortunate. falling for someone who likes you back AND lives halfway across the country? not so much.

One of my absolute favorite Mavin fics ever. Focuses on Mavin in a LDR. Not necessarily Michael-centric, but I think you will really enjoy it anyway. 

Told You - 9/10

Mavin, to Ray, has always been harmless flirting that turned into unresolved sexual tension that turned into resolved sexual tension. He had always thought that they were just a little fling that would eventually fade and fizzle and they’d be better friends at the end of it. But with that murmured confession, Ray realizes that this is big. Bigger than he could ever imagine.

A short, super-sweet fic about Michael being afraid of losing Gavin and expressing that fear to Ray. Ray is super cool, and I love Michael’s characterization in this. I also recommend anything by hey-cas (the author) in the Mavin category. 

Cross My Heart - 10/10

Michael wakes up alone. Then he remembers Gavin is in England, and it’s only the start of a very long couple of weeks.

I have a thing for Michael being left behind while Gavin goes to England and the whole pining thing that goes along with it. I’m a mess, I know. Fun fact: This songfic inspired my love for my favorite band. 

An Entire Future Stuck With You - 9.5/10

(Psychic AU) Michael is sort of psychic. When he meets Gavin and sees that they end up having a very serious future together, he will stop at nothing to get rid of the annoying asshole before it’s too late. But Gavin is clingy and affectionate, and it’s difficult to get rid of him. And even more difficult to want to get rid of him.

Basically, Michael having visions about his future domestic life with Gavin. Can you handle the cuteness?? It is really my favorite. Plus, it’s fun how he tries to deal with it in his present life. 

@shitmichaelsays - 1000/10

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Anything written by Dee is my favorite ever. I am a big nerd bc I’m reccing this and this is for Dee’s anon. I don’t care; it’s a really good fic. I love you, Dee. <3

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I really hope I was able to find some fics for you, anon! I found some good fics for myself doing this rec, so I didn’t mind doing it, haha. I also hope that anyone else finds some new fics that they enjoy as well. This is for everyone!!