#[Kid!Solome]

[pigtailedgirl]

Star Trek Prodigy season 1 down

So i finished.

Still loving it so much. I think season 2 edges it out, especially in terms of finale and build to, but it was absolutely lovely in so many small moments.

I gonna do a re-watch again as whole very shortly. It's a good sign it's a series to concentrate more on and I want to come back to catch more.

Minor quibbles was :

I loved squish Murf and new form is taking some time to warm on. (Though it gave us mustache mirror Murf so...conficted.) I liked a non person type communicating crew member.

The run from about 14 to 17 had great moments, and yet felt, how do you put it? Out of place. Filler. Star Wars more than Star Trek in action focus in parts. The stories were fluffier in the sense they felt it could have been out of any kids genre series. The references and plot beats tied in were exciting but weren't enough to make the episodes carry momentum. Like the backstories were interesting, Pog's and Rok's especially. I don't know if I wanted it though.

The ending with Starfleet getting itself wrecked was dark. Maybe too much. And why would you have built a ship that would blow an entire system if she destructed guys? Poor planning there.

This series has excelled at bringing the idea of hope and joy back of what it could be to be in Starfleet or a space universe. Tell those stories and the sci-fis again. The basics fit this show to a tee. Being a come together of interests and exploration and then using that base to protect and share. Be it others. Be it yourself. Find your passions and your histories and your new adventures.

Boldly, go fast.

Problem is that these kids are the best rep of what to pass on re: Starfleet and they speech it good, they embody it. You see the show for the first in the long line of new knows this message.

When Starfleet is saved by Gwen's speech. By Janeway's about them.

Yet then they also have to contend with tying into a Starfleet in canon who besides Janeway and select aren't living to what they preach. Who are having to be preached at? Who are and are gonna get fucked for it big time. Who are getting schooled by these kids, but should already know better. Always the authority or whole still lets down. And like no! It doesn't have to be. Teach that that can be mended and an example of together too please. Kids need adult models who succeed.

I don't need a knockdown of old Starfleet looming as I see the youth doing it right. It feels conflicting in the wrong way.

More than the Civil War, there can be a contrasting example, and time fuckery of Solom and Solom girl. Loved that.

Kate slayed everything about Janeway all season. The mind switch episode had both actors just kill it.

Rok is my favourite scientist and character again.

The second contact species was a beautiful tribute and point to Star Trek's history and impacts.

And as always, god was Janeway off charts over finding Chakotay and every bit of it was glorious.

That ice episode and the animation on her face when even though she makes the point they are kids, you see her instant track change to okay there is more to it it's kids and gonna not judge as much but then she sees the ship rise up and take off on her, they are taking his fucking ship, and they have it and she doesn't know the why and she's just; My god it's so livid and it's glorious!

Her love of him and coffee. For life. I am so ready to be meta-ing on this for the fall.

WATCH THIS SHOW YO. BOLDLY, GO FAST, YIP YIP.

[luxthestrange]

Incorrect quotes#750 The Wedding

In the Devildom,The King & Queen are redoing their vows and The queen asked if Luke could be their flower boy along with the LilD's(Diavolo wanted to be a flowerboy but his mama said he can be the ring carrier...mama loves her baby boy)

Sim:You're doing great, Luke~*Is sitting between You and Solom as they watched Luke practecing the flower petal tossing*

Solo:Oh, he is, isn't he?

Mc:Forget the bride.All the eyes are gonna be on him!~

Luke*Accidently dropped the basket*Oh...F---

Solo*Shocked gasped*!?!

Sim&Mc*Both puff their cheeks holding their laughs as they ran out te room*

In the kitchen

Solo*Comig in the kitchen*I cannot believe you laughed!

Sim:I am sorry! But you know I have two weaknesses,children cursing and old people rapping!

Solo:Angelcake, we have to tell him it's a bad word!

Mc:No!That just gives it more power!

Sim: The less we make of it, the better

Solo: Let's just pretend like it never happened

Solo:Yeah, maybe it-maybe it didn't

Sim: we...maybe we misheard

Mc: Yeah. Maybe he said "truck"

Sim: Or- or "duck"

Mc: Or "luck."

Luke:Daddies!Noni!Can i have some icecream?*Coming in the kitchen with a happy grin*

Solo:No, honey, if you're hungry, you can have some fruit

Luke*Pouts at them*Fruit?F----

Sim & Mc*Both have a laughing fit*PGFFT-HAHAHA!?

Solo:I have three children...

Personal headcanon of mine...Simeon is the kind of person who laughs when kids say bad words....and even more suprised...that solomon ISNT-SHOULD there be a part 2?

[misc-obeyme]

🐆 I will write the name as we know it- how its written in Hebrew- how it pronounced (only if it is any different)- the meaning. Hope you like it and it makes it more fun to understand for you! Lucifer- לוציפר- technically came from the Christian interpretation of a quote from the bible that said something about the falling morning star. It was probably said as a proverb at the time, but got translated to an actual person lol and here we are. The falling morning star was written הילל בן שחר- Hilel Ben Shahar, I can go for hours on the different meanings it can be.

Mammon- ממון- pretty old word, not being as used, means some kind of wealth. If it's an actual used word, usually only in very official documents to describe monetary value or extreme wealth.

Leviathan- לוויתן- it is written the same in terms of pronunciation, but sounds different. You can copy how I wrote it in Hebrew and listen in google translate. Everyday word, literally means whale.

Satan- שטן- written the same, pronounced slightly differently. Means the devil. Demons by the way are called שדים- shedim, but if you say only demon- שד in a slightly different emphasis on a letter and its a boob. Just a fun fact

Asmodeus- אשמדאי- Ashmedai He doesn't really come from the Jewish bible but as far as I remember was described in different writings and then later added to the inscription. Supposed to be at some point the kind of demons, and was controlled for a period by king Solomon. There's no specific meaning in the name in Hebrew.

Beelzebub- בעל זבוב- Baal Zvuv Literally means owner of flies, or controller of flies in some cases, he was described in some parts in the bible, usually to mock the god of Pegan religion nearby, or to describe priests who came to shoo away the flies from an upcoming sacrifice? Baal is also often refers to a husband, btw.

Belphegor- בעל פעור- Baal Paur Now this is an interesting one, since if pronounced as it is written in English, Phegor can mean carcass which is a bit more related to Beel's name. But in the bible Baal Paur was described to be one of the Pagan gods who had a disgusting job I refuse to describe. Simeon- שמעון- Shimon a commonly used name, less nowadays though. In my opinion, in Hebrew it's one of the least sexiest name since it's very throaty. But that's my taste. The meaning is from the word "Shama שמע" which means heard, heard by god in the way they referred it to. Shimon was one of the kids of a famous figure in the bible.

Solomon- שלמה- Shlomo Everyone probably know the name of king Solom the wise. Very common name for what now is the middle-aged generation, the rural you go in Israel the more common the name is lol. My opinion of it is the same as Shimon.

Raphael and Michael are both known too, and pronounced pretty much the same, though Michael is more like Mikhael, מיכאל, his name means high praise to the god. Raphael sounds the same, written רפאל, Rafael, Rafa usually means healing. For all the angels that have "EL" in the end- El means god. So it's healing from god, protection from god and so on. Luke is from the Christian version, so I leave it be. Barbatos, Mephisto, Diavolo, don't really have relation from what I can remember to the Jewish bible or Hebrew nor do they have a translation into any specific words. The more I think about the more it makes me appreciate how well they have written the story, only the angels and the fallen ones have names that has a meaning in Hebrew while the demons retain their original form... Or maybe I am reading too much to it... Anyway I had fun thinking about all of this and writing this, and hope you enjoy it too. I presume the water has already been consumed. yes? :)

Woahhhh so much I didn't know about this stuff!

Lucifer our fallen morning star... there's something so poetic about that, even if it is a mistranslation and it was never meant to be an actual being.

Also Belphegor I mean Belphie can be like a carcass when he's dead asleep, right?? LOL.

I wonder why they chose the name Simeon? Heard by god, but is he? I'm always hesitant to think they've got any deeper meanings to these things just because this game is not exactly known for that kind of thing. But I can't help but wonder about it.

Huh that's super interesting that the demons that have always been demons don't have the same origin as the angels or fallen angels. I mean, maybe they didn't do that on purpose, but it's cool either way! I've always loved that Diavolo is just devil in Italian! I can't remember about Mephisto aside from Faust, like I don't know if he's in something else Bible adjacent or not. Barbatos is in the Ars Goetia but that's all I know about that lol. I know very little about these things in general.

Thank you so much for writing this and sharing it with me! I'm always interested in this kind of stuff!

And um yes water, right. I am gonna go do that... right... nooooow lol.

[hymn-of-muse]

You can stay

A Master Joris + Adopted Child!Sadida!Reader. requested by anon!

using they/them for reader by default, Y/N = your name

Dust begins to settle as the commotion comes to an end. Much of the land, a huge part of the Sadida forrest, was damaged during Nox's attack on the tree.

Many of the people of the kingdom were injured, some even lost in the damage. Some of whom were parents even.

Joris let out a solom sigh as he looked about, checking around places in the forest that were damaged to see if anyone needed help, when he heard a noise that made him pause and listen.

Joris strained his ears to listen for it again. in the quiet of the once lively part of the forest there was a distant voice, a cry. weeping. sad calling and wailing that made his heart drop as his feet quickly took him closer to the source of the sound.

There, at the edge of the ruined forest, sitting by a group of dead tree stumps, a small Sadida child weeping and calling out for their parents between sobs.

He stepped a bit closer, slowly as to not startle them, and called out. "Hey there, little one" Once they lifted their head from their hands and stared at him through watery eyes he extended his hand out to them. "You'll be alright. Do you want to come with me? Maybe we can find your folks, okay?" He spoke softly, offering a small, sweet smile in attepmt to comfort.

The child whimpered, rubbing some more tears away before nodding and taking his hand, letting him pull them to their feet and lead them further into the lush part of the forest and to the heart of the Sadida kingdom where more people were staying after the attack.

"I promise you'll be okay, little one. Do you have a name?" he asked, their hand still firmly in his own.

The child was quiet, giving the softest verbal response despite their voice cracking as they tried to keep from crying more, still in the process of calming down. "Y/N..."

"Y/N...I like it, sounds just as special as you." He offered another smile, earning a small thankful one from the child in return.

Soon they arrived at a small station where people who've lost their homes in the attack where staying until things got sorted out. he had y/n stay seated while he went to talk to someone about finding their parents, but he'd soon find out how difficult that would be.

"what do you mean you dont know? there's plenty of people here, surely someone knows something. they have to be here, or somewhere in the forest, we cant just leave the kid here without their parents!" Joris huffed as he discussed the situation with an older Sadida woman.

"I'm sorry, Master Joris, thats just it. Theres so many here and so many unaccounted for that we cant keep track like that. we'll see what we can do but it might take a while, at least a day or so before we can find anything out about their parents." The woman explained with a sympathetic expression.

"What do we do with them in the meantime?" Joris sighed, crossing his arms and glancing back at y/n.

"well...they could stay with you." The woman offered.

"me? what, why?"

"er-it would just be until we find their parents, i mean, you do seem fairly good with kids and have already taking a liking to each other, they'd probably feel safe with you too." She offered, a kind smile spreading across her face.

"hmm...i guess you have a point, but just until this is all figured out." Joris stated, a bit hesitant but willing to give it a shot.

"We'll have someone alert you as soon as we have some news." The woman said before turning to tend to someone else's issues.

Joris walked back to the kid, running through his mind how he'd bring this up and explain without worrying the kid anymore than they already are.

"Hey kid, how are you holding up." He asked, taking a seat next to them.

"okay...did the lady say where my mommy and daddy are? are they here?" y/n asked, looking at Joris with hope in their eyes. it just about was enough to wrench his heart out.

"we still dont know yet, but she did say you could stay with me till we find them, would that be okay with you?" he asked, hoping this didnt make things hurt worse for them.

y/n's face fell at the first half but listed back up a tad bit at the later. The idea of staying with him seemed to be a good idea and bring a sense of safety, just like the woman had said.

y/n nodded in agreement. "thats okay!" they stated, sounding almost eager towards the idea before suddenly leaning into joris and giving him a big hug.

"alright then, guess you'll be with me for a bit" Joris nodded, lightly patting their back.

a few days passed by, Joris hadn't yet gotten any news or updates of the situation about the kid's family and he was beginning to adjust to having them around like a second shadow.

He was sitting with them at the table when a knock came at the door. "one minute, little one, i'll be back after answering that" Joris excused himself and got up to answer the door.

"Yes?" He opened the door to see someone from the shelter giving a nervous smile on the other side of the door.

"um..Master Joris, I bring some news...*unfortunate* news, I'm afraid." They said hesitantly.

Joris stepped outside, closing the door behind him and looking up to them when he crossed his arms. "I'm guessing you haven't found their parents yet?"

"well...we did, sort of...but thats just it, what i came to tell you. they were found but, theyre..not among us anymore." They continued to speak nervously, pausing between some words as they attempted to explain.

Joris very quickly understood the implications of this news and it felt like his heart was being held my sharp claws and in his throat. "i...i see...so then what about Y/N? what happens to them?"

"they dont have any family left, theres no one else they could stay with..." they stated sadly.

"yes but-...no one else? are you suggesting they stay with me longer?" Joris rose an eyebrow

"Yes, permanently in fact. things between you seemed to have been going well for the past few days, theyre safe with you and they do seem to really like you." they pointed out "we all agreed it was the best idea"

"i...youre saying i should take them in...?" Joris rose an eyebrow, doing his best to process this.

"Adopt them, yes. youre the best choice, clearly, theres not much else that can be done either." they admitted.

"...adopt? me? ....i..." he sighed "i'll have to have quite the talk with them." Joris mumbled.

"It'll be worth it for you both" they smiled thankfully before walking off.

Joris went back inside and back to the table where he'd previously been sitting with y/n.

"who was that?" y/n asked, tilting their head slightly in curiousity.

"that was...someone from the shelter bringing news." he answered, trying hard to think up a quick few lines to better phrase the news for the kid.

"did they find mommy and daddy?" they asked, once again the hopeful look in their eyes returning.

Joris hesitated some more when they asked, eyes shifting about before landing back on y/n as he came up with what to say.

[author lost motivation to complete the story, many apologies.]

[fairweather-fangs]

F smiled at her, a soft and gentle expression. Solom, almost. He stood and gently pulled her up, "The camera in this hall towards my room is broken. It's been broken for a while. The one pointing at the showers doesn't point to it very well so we shouldn't be seen."

That was reassurance, mostly for himself. He didn't need the house knowing he was helping Yoriko if they had turned against her. Of course, they could probably imagine he would, though there was always the possibility that it was someone else but there was no one so important they'd be after who hadn't already been reduced to slurry in the East Wing.

"And thank you, I'm not trying whatsoever. I just own exactly three colors of clothes."

F turned to his drawer where he kept his clothes, reaching to the bottom and ignoring the bag of cheap weed he'd hidden there he pulled out an old pair of sweatpants and a hoodie, both solid black.

"These are small on me, so I haven't worn them in a while. They might be a little big on you but it's fine."

'You'd look cute in my oversized clothes...' he thought, though he would not say that outloud, not now at least.

Like most kids, F kept all his bathroom items such as soap, hair bush and toothbrush in a separate bag to make toting his things to the bathroom easier. Realistically he could have just stored all of that in the shower changing room but no one could fully be trusted to not steal his soap. He retrieved his nightwear frim the side of his bed where he had thrown them last and held Yoriko's hand.

"The sooner you get cleaned up the better. Let's go." The soft smile returning to his face once again.

[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders

Someone needs to be nice to her.

-F, (Fairweather-Fangs)

It has been almost a week since the incident with Z. She does not talk about it, keeps her mouth firmly shut as they demanded, but it is impossible to deny the shift in her demeanour. Always looking over her shoulder, tense and barely speaking. Returning to that wild dog anxiety of before Wammy's House.

It does not help that they have left the East Wing an open scar. They were still digging people out, and it was more corpses than the living. Yoriko did not look, and knew that most who had been in the East Wing that day were not part of the L Project. Easy to dispose of. Unnecessarily taking up space.

She had to start over again. Her room was destroyed. Yoriko had lingered on the edges of the shared room of A and B, but hesitated to stay longer. It took everything not to say anything, to scream 'see what they do to us', to throw things and cry like a petulant child. Yoriko hated to depend on others; a lifetime where they were the only one in their world they could trust. In times of crisis, Yoriko always returned to themselves.

So when a blanket wrapped around their shoulders, they stiffened. Part of them wanted to wonder if it was a sign of her execution day. Like a shroud. She glanced down at it. It was soft and faded blue in colour. There was nothing particularly noteworthy of her execution shroud; how they saw her. Nothing noteworthy, just another inconvenience down the line.

When she looked up, it was with acceptance in her eyes and it took a long time to register that, if this was her death, they picked a cruel betrayal in F. She kept staring, waiting, before looking away. She hardly had the energy to complain, and if F were not there to put the bullet in her then she never said any of it out loud.

"I'm... tired. I don't remember when I last slept."

[thegravecartel]

Continued Thread w/ @norusaki​

norusaki

The European captain got alarmed by being outnumbered by Feng's crew, but he still held his gun up and gulped [Look pal, we just want the kid and we will leave your territory, right boys?] His own crew nervously nodded and agreed, but the damage was already done.

***

Solome jumped a bit scared seeing the woman, but after he heard the guns outside, he just crawled to the doorway, since it was an open view and they might see him. His dog followed him too, walking carefully.

[HEY SIR!! LOOK UP!!!!] A member of the European crew spotted the dog's tail moving and before anyone could look up, he started shooting.

"MIERDA!!!!!!" Solome exclaimed, pulling his dog to duck her head down but the bullet got his arm. He started to scream in pain and clumsily tried to go back to his hiding spot, but it was too late.

[GET HIM!!!!] The European pirate yelled as some more of his men were aiming at the unarmed child.

Kyung let out a gasp when the first shot was fired, temporarily freezing up when she heard Solome shout until she instinctively rushed to shield the child and his dog.  Without bothering to aim, the young woman unsheathed two daggers that were tucked in her belt, holding one in each hand before sending them shooting straight for the European captain and the pirate who took aim at Solome.  

“I’ve got you! Come on!” She quickly called out to the lad, scooping him up into her one of her arms while the other was busy trying to shield the pitbull as she ushered them through the door, kicking it shut behind them. 

To hell with sticking around to fight off the pirates, she knew that she needed to get Solome to the ship’s doctor straight away.

--

Right then and there, the intruding crew sealed their fates, and ended any possibility for negotiation thanks to the trigger-happy pirates.  In an instant, about a hundred angry Cantonese men and women descended upon them like a hive of vicious wasps, brandishing their weapons and ready to tear every last one apart on that very deck.  As for Feng, his sights were locked onto the other captain, and he was determined to have that man’s head served on a silver platter by the end of the battle.

[alltheangstmygifttoyou]

I am pretty sure I’ve talked about my religious issues and what not but to summarize being catholic kind of fucking sucks. So I was in Sunday school, and we’d get homework. One assignment was I was supposed to read the Genesis. I asked my mom to read it to me cause I just kept getting bored. And I found art that I was drawing while my mom read. See if you can detect my feelings

 And all the trigger warning things are because I was obsessed with the homestuck character Kankri and there a thing about him and trigger warnings that was a lot funnier to me when I was young and didn’t have triggers than it is to me now in the present where I do have triggers.

[anarcoqueer1994]

Steddie brain rot

Some rollerrink had opened a few towns over and the kids really wanted to go. Despite them all being sophomores, none of them have their license, so Steve has to drive. He tries to get one of the other adults to come with, but everyone is busy.

Robin and Nancy have a date, andJohnathon and Argyle are busy(not that he was particularly close to either of them).

That leaves Eddie, who he expected to laugh in his face at even the thought of him going roller skating. But surprisingly, he agrees.

When they get there, the kids all go off and begin skating right away. Steve and Eddie sit by the sidelines, and watch.

Steve notices the way Will sadly watches Mike and El skate hand in hand. "Poor kid..."

"What?" Eddie asks, confused. Not following Steve's inner train of thought.

"Will. He, um has been through a lot. And take this with a grain of salt because obviously he has never said anything to me, but I think he's into Wheeler." Steve says thoughtfully.

Eddie smiles, he loves that despite the lack of credit the kids give him, and he gives himself he is incredibly observant of those he cares about. "Yea...I can see that. At hellfire, he is always looking to Mike for some kind of approval. It's cute."

Steve chuckles hearing Eddie "the freak" Munson use the word cute. He shifts to a solom smile. "Yea but it's hard, too. You know being gay in a town like Hawkins, never being sure who you can tell, never being sure who will reciprocate your feelings, being scared to mistakenly confess that shit to the wrong person. That's why I am so happy Robin lucked out with Nance..." his voice sounds sad.

Eddie picks on the hints of sadness. He sounds like he is talking from personal experience. "Steve...um have you ever felt that way? I mean you don't have to tell me, if you don't want to...I just...I don't know. I wouldn't hate you or anything."

For a moment, the breath catches in Steve’s throat, Eddie had read right through him. But he takes Eddie’s words at face value, Eddie won't hate him. In a low voice he whispers "Yea, A few times. Like I'm definitely into girls, but there have been a few guys. One I even kissed."

Eddie’s face goes pink at the thought of Steve kissing a guy, a tinge of irrational jealousy fills his mind. He tries to keep his voice calm. "Out of curiosity, can I ask who?"

Steve's face flushes at the question, but nods anyhow. "I mean I used to think Tommy H. was attractive, but he was an asshole, so I got over that. There were a few random guys on the swim team with me."

"And the kiss?" Eddie pushes

"It was Billy Hargrove...we kind of had a thing. I think Max knows but no one else does. He...died before we really had a chance to figure out what we were, and what we wanted." He says sadly.

"I'm sorry, man." Eddie replies trying to cover up the shock of Steve and Billy. "So, has their been anyone since?" He feels badly for pushing but his own self-deprecating curiosity has gotten the best of him.

"Yea..." Steve admits, but instead of saying who he asks "Have you...um ever felt that way about a guy?"

Eddie can't help but shoot his a little smile. "Only once...like I've never dated anyone, haven't really cared to. But there was a guy recently, Stevie."

The silly nickname slipped out but he hopes Steve is getting what he is trying to telepathically imply. Steve blushes "Do I, um know him?" Steve leans in slightly, so he is closer in Eddie's space.

"Funny you should ask..." Eddie starts but before he can finish, Dustin interrupts them. "Why are you guys just sitting here?? Come on, and skate."

Eddie groans to himself as Steve pulls aways. "Okay, whatever Henderson. I didn't want to embarrass you guys because I am so talented." Steve jokes as he stands up. He looks at Eddie as Dustin skates off. "I'll grab us some skates."

Eddie watches him walk off, silently cursing Dustin. Worst possible timing and now he was going to embarrass himself in front of the man he was trying to impress.

Steve returns with a pair of skates for both of them. Steve puts his on but notices the hesitant way Eddie is putting on his own. "What's wrong?"

He wants to say 'I'm mad because I was trying so hard to tell you I like you.' But instead focuses on the more immediate problem. "I can't skate."

"Oh?" Steve says, sounding a little disappointed before perking back up. "That's okay, I got you, Eds."

Eddie blushes at the soft way Steve says his name. He nods, the air betweenthem has definitely changed. "Thanks...big boy." He adds to break the nervous tension, flashing a smile.

And Steve didn't lie. He did have Eddie, holding onto the other man so he didn't fall as muck. Eddie holding onto him for dear life as he clumsily made his wayaround the rink. And to his surprise, Eddie was enjoying himself. Now whether that enjoyment was from skating or the way Steve Harrington was gently guiding him, wrapping his arms around his waist to support him, he did not know.

They stayed for hours before finally bringing the kids home and dropping them off. When Steve pulled up to Eddie’s trailer after ushering Max to hers, he clears his throat.

"Hey, Eddie?" He sounds nervous, as he looks at the passenger side seat.

Eddie turns his head to meet his eyes.

"Yea?" He says softly.

"I...um, really had fun today. So...um thank you." He wants to say more but has lost the momentum from earlier.

Eddie's heart is beating fast. "Anytime, Harrington. I liked spending time with you....and the kids." He quickly adds.

Steve lets out a nervous laugh. "Yea, me too. I also like hanging out with you...and the kids of course. But can I ask you something?"

"Sure..." Eddie tries to sound confident.

"Earlier, you were going to tell me who you liked, right? Can you tell me now?" Steve feels silly asking but hopes it's who he thinks it is. He leans closer to Eddie over the center console, resting his hand on the metal head's thigh, praying he is not going too far.

At this point Eddie feels like he is going to combust into flames any moment. So he takes a chance. "How about I show you?" With that, he nervously scoops Steve's chin up, pressing a gentle kiss against the other man’s lips. He pulls away slightly to gage Steve's reaction.

But before he can get too far, he feels Steve move his hand to the back of Eddie’s head, twisting his fingers into Eddie’s hair, pulling him back in for a long, needy kiss.

After they have to pull away for air, both men of flushing, lips pink and kiss swollen. "I think that answers my question." Steve laughs.

[norusaki]

Solome: Man fuck 'em kids bruh

Back to "treasure island ocs meeting Salami" Introducing @kairokust 's Corey "Bloody" Rodgers!!

Solome has a rule of not hurting women or children who are civilians and this is not an exemption, however, he will not stand seeing the youth being poisoned with this ridiculous ideas of becoming a sea thief and criminal

NOT ON HIS WATCH!!

[patrickswhore]

Since you want requests, how about Alfie Solomons x Shelby! Reader? Maybe the Shelby’s find out the reader likes men and he moves to Camden Town, idk just a thought

Alfie Solomons X Shelby! Male reader

An: thanks for the request, hope this was what you had in mind ❤

(Y/N)'s POV

I put my cap on, taking a deep breath before looking down at my hands. I had just washed them, cleaning off the blood from the guy I just beat up... family business, y'know. All of my brothers had settled down and gotten a woman, heck Tommy even got a kid. The pressure was rising around me like I was 7000 feet underwater, the pressure to conform to society. Get a wife, get some kids, retire, die.

"So when are you gonna settle down with a nice lady, (Y/N)?"

Polly asked as soon as I entered the room, she didn't look up at me, keeping her gaze on her newspaper.

"I dont know, polly... I want to get my shit together before settling down"

"Bullshit"

"Excuse me?"

"Bullshit, (Y/N). I saw you with that man the other night..."

My blood ran cold, she knew, she fucking knew.

"Pol.. please dont tell my bro-"

"Oh shush boy, of course I'm not telling those meatheads anything. I have an idea, I've spoken with Alfie Solomons. You're going to Candem do business and work with him"

"To Candem? With Alfie? His Jewish, he would skin me alive if he found out"

"Just trust me, there is a lot more to Alfie that you dont know"

I opened the door to my room, it wasn't exactly something to call home over, but it had a bed and a roof over my head. I put down my things as I heard a knock on my door. I opened it to see this tall, lanky Jewish man.

"My name is Ollie, you must be mr. Shelby. I'm mr. Solomons assistant, I was sent to fetch you, so have you settled in?"

"Calm down, I just set foot in here. Let me fetch my coat and we'll leave"

"So this is the bakery, Nothing out of the ordinary and this here, is mr. Soloms office"

Ollie said as he knocked 2 times on the door. A raspy voice answered with a simple "come in". I swallowed my fear and straighter up before walking in and locking eyes with mr. Solomons.

"Ah! Mister Shelby! Great to see you, mate"

He walked over, shacking my hand, not breaking eyes contact.

"Good to see you too, mr. Solomons."

We started talking work and business, and God damn, he just got hotter and hotter each minute he talked.

"Now, ollie, mate would you excuse us, right, we have something to talk about"

"Yes, of course, boss"

Ollie left and I smiled at Alfie.

"So do we still have to be all formal?" I asked, he shook his head and i opened the top button of my shirt, relaxing a bit more.

"See, (Y/N), you're a handsome fella.. got a lady at home?"

"No, sir. What about you?"

"No, mate... you see, I've talked with polly... I know you don't swing that way. I just wanted to fuck with you"

He stood up walking over, pulling down the curtains and walking over to me.

"I like you, you're smart and cute"

He put a finger under my chin, lifting it up to look him directly in the eyes.

"What do you say? Let's make an empire together"

[dorleing]

“Nothing happened, Leo. You’re imagining things.”

Lionel Hurst knew Harriet Potter was many things, chiefly, a liar, and oh boy was that the biggest lie she’d ever told him. He might not have his Ma’s gift of discerning the truth, but he knew tells and Harry both. His magic was somewhat cautious with Harry, when it had been excited to mingle before. There was a foreign taste to her magic now, not a pleasant one either.

“Just drop it Leo, okay?”

Couldn’t she see that he was worried for her? Something traumatic had happened, very bad by the sounds of it, to have changed her magic so clearly. But he would respect her and drop the subject, for now. Whatever, whoever, made her feel so unsafe was going to be hunted down and made to pay.

He met with Remus later that week. The man had taken to teaching the Rogue’s kids twice a week since he’d been introduced at the tourney, usually in a big room at the Phoenix that he and Solom set up to act as a classroom, but occasionally he ran a class in the yard of Eeylop’s . Remus, who also knew of his niece’s proclivity for duplicity and half-truths, had taken up Leo’s offer of a quick chat.

“Do you know if something happened to Harry? She’s been on guard ever since she got back from America.”

“I was going to ask you the same thing. If I remember correctly, two years ago she up and out of the blue asked me to start training her in self-defense.” Remus’ eyes matched Leo’s for intensity. He already knew the answer to his question, he was just confirming it. Leo knew that Remus knew that Leo recognized that. “I think that was the summer she started roaming the alleys. James had caught her coming home very late at night. It gave us all quite a scare. There were also reports of fires in the alleys that night, which was why James had been up. A week later she asked me to train her. What do you know of that?” Remus wasn’t really asking.

“Do you know why this place is called the Phoenix?” Leo asked, knowing of the night in question. “Two years ago, this place was called the Dancing Dragon. Some idiots tried to start a fight, and caught it on fire. I was helping out with flame management, and I found Harry crying in an alley adjacent to the fight. I swear I had no idea she’d been out there, if I had, she’d never have been out so late. I sent her directly to my mother once I found her.” Conveniently leaving out that he’d cut down the man who had been attacking her, or that she’d been attacked at all, or that he was involved in the fight. “My mother wouldn’t have let her go home if anything was truly wrong.”

“Ah,” Remus sighed into his milk. “Thank you for telling me. Now, I don’t know what Harry did at AIM, but,” He lowered his voice, “Archie was kidnapped this spring and that really affected her. She’s been more subdued since then, but very driven in her training. Archie was also kidnapped last spring as well, and his first year he was attacked by a fellow student, after a poisoning attempt.”

“Merlin, I had heard rumors of Rigel slaying a basilisk, but I had no idea about the rest of that. What happened this spring?”

“I can’t really tell you anything more, legal reasons and all. All I know is he’s been jumped several times now. Honestly, I’m more surprised Archie hasn’t asked me for lessons yet. Maybe I should make him start. Harry could convince him.”

[binbogummy]

for rqs could you do kamal helping fk when theyre stressed/anxious and/or vice versa?

• Kamal doesn't consider himself very good at cheering people up. Hell, he can hardly keep himself in good spirits, how's he supposed to help anyone else?

• But that doesn't change the fact that he cares alot about his friends so he tries his best. Cheering up Boris is simple; just hug the guy, crack a few flower/teeth jokes or (God forbid) get out that stupid puppet.

• Fk on the other hand can be a bit more complicated. To cheer up someone who's usually the one cheering other people up, he didn't think he was up to the task, let alone had the ability to pull it off.

• Whether it was when you'd stop by to visit or when you get home and hold that solom look on your face when you thought no one was looking. They could tell something wasn't right. There was definitely something bothering you and there had been for a while, but when asked about it you'd just smile and insist you were fine.

•Both him and Boris were starting to get worried but your visits became less frequent the more Boris asked. Habit reluctantly settled on the idea that you must be fine right? You're still smiling, you never stopped in fact, and you wouldn't lie to him! And he was scared of making you upset if he kept pushing.

• You were such a good person but Kamal guessed even you had your moments. It probaby weighs alot on you to be there for everyone else all the time, and as far as he could tell you've never been fond of sharing your own problems. But everyone needs to sometimes, it's not healthy to hold it all in.

• Kamal wanted to talk to you, it's the least he could do to thank you for everything you've done. Even if you insisted you were fine, he knows that look in your eyes all to well.

• He wished Boris was here, he's so much better at this than he is. The nickname "The Smile Doctor" might have some negative connotations from his time in the Habitat, but he had to say, it definitely suited the guy more now. Now that he's resorted to more "humane" methods of making people smile. When Boris was on a mission to cheer someone up, he was a walking ray of sunshine and determination.

• But he couldn't dwell on that now, you needed someone to talk to, whether you realized it or not.

• You were sitting on their couch scrolling through your phone when he leaned around the corner with a nervous smile. You'd hardly given him much more than a half hearted smile and the excuse that you were "just tired" as you waited for Boris to get back from his shop.

"Heya, Kiddo, how's it going?" He sat down on the couch beside you and did his best to make conversation. He wasn't being too obvious was he? Gosh, he was bad at this...

"Pretty good!" You placed your phone down and did your best to put on a happy face. Kamal's own smile falters and he takes a deep breath, might as well get to the point.

"Little buddy...I mean it, has everything been okay lately? With work or school or...whatever you've got going on?" You look surprised by his question but are quick to smile again.

"Yeah, I'm doing great, Kamal, really! I-I mean it!" His face drops completely at your response and he places a hand on your knee.

"Kid, I know that's not true...You can talk to me."

You flinch at the contact, your own smile finally failing as you look for something to say, "I...I'll be okay, really. I've just been working though some stuff, but I'm...I'm okay"

"You know, kid, if you don't talk to me, you're gonna have to deal with Habit again when he gets home, and the only thing that guy hates more than a frown is a fake smile."

• You let out a small laugh and smiled again, a bit more genuinely this time but you avoided eye contact. "Okay, we're getting somewhere" he thinks to himself. This is going to take more than a talk or a quick cheer up. He just now noticed the bags around your eyes, maybe you weren't lying about the tired part.

• Kamal thinks for a second then smirks to himself. "So hows about this, flower shmoe: you take it easy here for a bit, I'll order us a pizza and you tell me what's been bothering you then maybe, just maybe, when Boris gets home and finds out that something really has been bothering you all this time, I might be able to convice him to go easy on you. Because not only are you gonna get an earful, something tells me the tickle monster's gonna be pretty hungry if he finds out you haven't really smiled in a while."

• You look up at him in surprise but his smirk doesn't falter as he holds his hand out "Do we have a deal?" The look you shot him after that was almost a glare but it quickly shifted to a melancholy smile as you shook his hand.

"O-okay, thank you...Kam-!" Before you could finish speaking you were pulled into a hug.

• Kamal wasn't a touchy person in the slightest, in fact he was quite the opposite, but that wouldn't have been obvious with how tight he was squeezing you. "We really care about you, kid. Boris, me and well...eveyone! You know that right?" You just nod. "Heh, good. So don't you ever forget it."

Too much hugging going on in my writing I know.

[mortisbane]

Thranto AU

"You come from a family of Voyagers" -Eli's mother

What if, Eli's parents aren't his bialogical parents, but rather his adoptive ones. And his original parents, were Voyagers who explored the Unknown Regions, specfically, around the Chiss Ascendency and garnered their attention, even spending a decent amount of time with the Chiss, along with their young son, Eli.

Eli would be no more than five, and while living with the Chiss, its the 8th ruling family who offer to house them, as long as these Humans traded secrets and information of the government just beyond the Ascendency. And while living there, young Eli meets a young Chiss boy, just recently adopted into the 8th ruling family himself. He's a bit older, but very curious, constantly around Eli and his family whenever he could, asking questions, and spending a lot of time with Eli. Eli loves it, the boy seems nice, and allthough Eli dosen't understand his language, they both know bits and pieces of Sybisti, and can still play well together.

So Eli and this Chiss boy become fast friends. And this boy, while curious and seemingly friendly, is also sad. He seems uncomfrtable in the setting, and his older brother is always busy having just been adopted in, that he is alone more often than not. So Eli is almost always by his side. He may not understand what the other Chiss say, but he can stand beside the boy and make sure he never feels alone.

It's fun, Eli loves the Chiss, and the boy, and all is well. But something changes one day, his parents fall ill, stricken by something and they are completely immoble. Eli gets the boy, who goes and gets others, but the Chiss know not of Human biology, there's nothing they can do. They separate Eli from his parents, fear of contaminating him as well, and the two slowly begin dying. Their deaths cause a stirr across the entire ascendency, they cannot house Humans, they cannot house non-Chiss. Trying to disrupt this perfect balance they held in their introvertedness was too dangerous to them and others. Eli must leave. But he is just a boy, too young to be on his own, he dosen't even know what's happening because no one knows basic.

The best course of action is to take him to the nearest planet from his side of the galaxy and leave him there. Eli barely understands what's going on, all he knows, is his parents are gone, and he can't find them, the Chiss boy is very sad, and gives him a hug, which feels a lot like a goodbye hug, and he's taken away by some strange Chiss and he never sees his parents or the boy again.

Years go by, and his memories begin to fade, and distort. The man and woman whom the Chiss left him with, who insist he call them mother and father, are nice, caring, loving, just like Eli's own parents who drift further and further in his mind. Soon enough, his memories, and the stories of Chiss meld into one and he can no longer distinguish which is real and which is legend. And not long later, he believes them all to just be stories, and so he goes on with his life, believing that the sad Chiss boy he sees in his dreams is just a strange imaginary friend he invisioned from listening to too many stories about the Chiss.

Until he meets Thrawn.

Thrawn Was suspicious of Eli immediately, strikingly similar both in appearance and name to the Human body from his childhood. He is careful with this inquiries, trying to see if Eli remembers his time in the Ascendancy. But he quickly realizes he dosen't, so he keeps the truth to himself, for fear of pushing Eli away or place him in danger for having direct knowledge of Thrawn's people, even if he dosen't recall. It's not until much later that Thrawn approaches Eli, and tries telling him.

He takes Eli to his office, now an Admiral and Eli a Commander, their careers and relationship are stable enough that Thrawn feels they're both ready for the truth.

"I know you, Eli.". Thrawn begins, standing in front of his desk, Eli standing across from him.

"Um, I'd sure hope you do, what do you mean Thrawn?". Eli chuckled nervously, clearly confused.

"Do you have any stories or memories of a young Chiss boy? One of whom you spoke to but could not understand?" Perhaps a less direct approach would be easiest to get the information across, and prove the validity.

Eli is scared, because the first thing that flashes before him is that old imaginary friend he had, that plagues his dreams, of thar solom face, drifting farther away from him. The dreams he certainly never shared with Thrawn in all their years together.

"No, I had an imaginary friend who was a little Chiss boy, but all kids have imaginary friends. It's just a phase little kids go through. Not a memory, just somethin' spawned from too many late night stories. Why?"

"That boy was me Eli."

"W-What are you talking about? I just said he was imaginary!" He took a step back, for some reason feeling very exposed before Thrawn's glowing eyes.

"He was not a figment of your imagination, he was a boy you met when you were very young, with your biological parents. He played everyday with you, you stood at his side as he was scolded, and he hugged you goodbye when the others took you away after your parents passed. And that boy was me Eli, I know you."

Tears well in Eli's eyes, because there's no way for Thrawn to know this, of the dreams he has, that little boy was his secret. Something only he knew about, dreams he shared with no one, Thrawn couldn't possibly know about them unless...unless he's being truthful, unless that sad boy had been real, and Thrawn truly was him. Eyes scanning all of Thrawn's features, he gazes deeply into his glowing eyes, something he avoided more often than not, and he saw familiarity. He saw compassion, intellect, curiosity and, of course, sadness. He knew these eyes.

"Raw?" He whispers, and suddenly he's wrapped up in Thrawn's arms.

[reportwire]

How COVID shots for kids help prevent dangerous new variants

How COVID shots for kids help prevent dangerous new variants

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[hummingzone]

How COVID-19 vaccines for kids help prevent dangerous new variants

How COVID-19 vaccines for kids help prevent dangerous new variants

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[thegravecartel]

A long haired boy runs desperately from a group of armed pirates with a female pitbull by his side and he sees a group of people leaving a big galleon, he thought his clothes were funny, and got around them and he and his pet jumped in the deck of the ship and hid hearing people coming aboard

[GET THE KID!!!!] He heard the angry captain roar as he puts a hand on his own mouth and one over his dog to keep her quiet.

It hadn't even been a minute since Feng gave his crew permission to stretch their legs by wandering around the port town once the Sea Dragon dropped anchor, and already the elderly captain's stoic expression turned sour at the sound of furious shouting coming from the deck. Not only did he hear it, but so did the remaining crew members who opted to keep watch over the ship. While Feng was already marching out of the captain's quarters to address the furious intruders who walked on, the young boy and his companion were spotted by someone else who had come to investigate the commotion, a strange figure hiding in the shadows near their hiding place.

"Who goes there? State your business for boarding my ship," Feng barked in his gravelly tone, giving the other captain an expectant glare. He clearly wasn't pleased by having such hostile strangers board his ship without an invite.