#declan gage

L&O: C1 S7E22 "Frame" - What a great fucking episode. So good it gets its own post. Watched yesterday but now rewatching the ending because holy fuck two amazing actors - John Glover & Vincent D'Onofrio - just going for it, no holds barred.

I've been a longtime fan of Glover's since Gremlins 2 (childhood fave) and some years later D'Onofrio wowed me in Men in Black, though the hyperfixation hadn't kicked in yet.

And now this episode, this intense scene between them. All of Glover's expressions, his dirty nails, how he flows through the dialogue so naturally. Then D'Onofrio of course, going above & beyond as Bobby as his life comes crumbling down, how he's barely holding in his rage & grief.

"Who are you going to miss more? Nicole, or your brother?"

The ending was perfect. I wish we'd gotten a scene of him breaking down, finally, letting everything out. It's the least he deserves.

"I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams” requested by @dandylion240.

Charlotte looked at the girls sitting in front of her. She hadn’t seen her twin in ages. Charlotte honestly felt stupid that she had let her guard down and let Adeline back into her life when they were teens. She had wasted so many years of her life. Astra sat with her legs crossed, a fake amicable smile. As if she hadn’t completely abandoned the family either for a fleeting love. If not for Millie and her father, Charlotte would have already lost her cool. “Daddy, you can’t go back there,” Astra said, reaching out to grab his hand. “It’s dangerous. We don’t know where Dad is or if he’s returning.”

“Really? Declan is Dad now?” Charlotte asked. “Since when? He betrayed our family! He betrayed dad.”

“Say what you want.” Adeline replied. “But Declan is a good man. Whether you see it or not. Father knows that as well.”

“Oh, really? Do you dad? Do you know that the guy who betrayed you and our family is really a good person deep down?”

“I still love him,” Alistair said, letting the words fly into the open. “I don’t know if he’s a good man or a bad man. I think that he made decisions that he thought were best for the family. It doesn’t matter now.”

“It does, dad! It matters because he ripped this family apart. How can you love someone who hurt me? Hurt my daughter?” Charlotte asked. “Sitting here like this, I realize that we can’t be a family. Astra and Adeline have screwed my family over in big ways that I can’t even reconcile. Their support for Declan is just the icing on the cake.”

“Graciela is very upset,” Charlotte said. “As am I. We’re losing our patriarch. Is grandpa Ethan going with you too?”

“I tried to convince him not to,” Alistair said. “But Moonlight Falls is his home above all else.”

Millie let out a deep breath. “Charlotte, don’t get mad at me for saying this but we did leave a lot of unfinished business in Moonlight Falls. We ran. Dad wants to fight. I can stand by him for that.”

“I just don’t want him getting hurt,” Charlotte said. “A lot of bad things happened in Moonlight Falls.”

“A lot of good things happened too,” Adeline said. “You met your husband. I met mine. Millie met hers.”

“Ade is right. I wouldn’t have Harmony if I didn’t meet Zander. Him being unfaithful aside,” Millie said. “And Zayne…” She lifted a hand to her heart. “I don’t regret being raised there.”

“Well then why are we having this discussion if you’re not going to listen to me anyway?” Charlotte asked. “We heard you, you’re leaving. So what do you want me to do about it?”

Canon? Perhaps. Who knows anymore what will become canon with this legacy lol This was part of that last drabble request from @blythelyre and I wanted to explore something different, so here we have it. Thanks for the ask.

“You’re too sweet.”

His words were like venom, dripping from his lips. Except in this case, he knew the venom would hurt him, but he just kept inching closer and closer for more. It was sick, but Alistair found himself enraptured with the man who had destroyed his life. “What do you want?” Alistair’s voice was trembling, as he tried to sound firm in his words. 

“You’re the one who came here,” Declan said with a smirk. “I don’t recall inviting you.”

“You know damn well why I’m here. There’s no need to play games. I want to know what you know about all of this. Everything.” Alistair glared at the man. 

“Everything? That's going to cost you.” Declan took a step closer to Alistair. “You know, there’s a reason I invited you to talk in my bedroom and not the throne room downstairs.”

“Don’t you dare...” Alistair growled. “You don’t get to seduce me. Not anymore.”

“Are you afraid that if I touch you, you won’t be able to stop yourself from giving in to me? Are you afraid that you’ll actually like what I do to you?”

“What is your angle, damn it?” Alistair asked, taking another step back, ignoring Declan’s accusations. “Power? Is that why you did all of this? Years and years worth of planning for simple power?”

“I made my bed just for you. I put the good comforters on and the radio is close by, for those sultry tunes you like to listen to while we make love.” The way Declan spoke was so nonchalant that Alistair couldn’t help but wonder why. Why go through all this trouble to push Alistair away, just to pull him back in again? Alistair felt Declan’s arm slide around his waist, another cupping his face. “We don’t have to make love. We can sit and talk. We can gaze at each other. We can do whatever you like. While you’re here, my castle is your castle. So make yourself at home.”

“I hate you more than anything, yet I can’t stop thinking about you. And you know this. You know this and you invite me over to your place to do what? I don’t understand. Declan, I can see it in your eyes. This isn’t the life you wanted, is it?”

“You’re too sweet,” Declan said suddenly. “You want to pretend like I’m redeemable. My words? They’re cheap. I just want you in my bed, Alistair. I don’t care about how you think you can save me from myself or those vampires. And if you don’t want to spend the night, then go home. But my offer will always be available to you, whenever you’d like. Like I said, while you’re warming my bed up, my castle is your castle. But if you have nothing to offer me but words, I have no interest in you.”

“You...” 

“Well?” Declan whispered. “I’m interested in your actions, not your words.”

Sneak Peek of the newest AGW chapter: 

"What I'm saying is that we need more resources allocated to the werewolves!" The fiery red head slammed her fist against the desk. "With all due respect, your highness, we're struggling."

Declan held his hand up, silencing the girl. "We'll discuss that in a moment.” His eyes wandered to the brunette, hovering by the doorway. “Welcome to the party Alistair. You're late." There was a hint of amusement in his eyes, like firecrackers dancing.

Seeing the pink haired male perched upon his throne caused a fire in the pit of Alistair's stomach. But, he would be strong. "Carry on. Miss Xepher has some good points she's bringing up. The werewolves need more resources."

Lizbeth looked at Alistair and nodded. "Thank you, Mr. Gray. My people are starving out there."

“He's the thorn in my flesh that I can't take out. He's stealing my breath when you're around. And now you're trying to convince me, he wasn't worth it. But you can't complete me. He's the part that is missing.”

Lyrics from Broken Arrow by Pixie Lott.