#51 what the crap

[andy-clutterbuck]

Happy Birthday Andy Lincoln | September 14, 1973

[spiritsglade]

Going back to this panel after reading Countdown to Final Crisis is making me actually ill. The way Earth-51 is genuinely a peaceful utopia where all the heroes except Bruce could retire and it the catalyst was explicitly because Bruce killed the Joker after Jason died. (And then kept going.)

[billysgirllol]

after more scream-laughing and pleading, thinking he's going to toss her in the shallow end of the lake he finally puts her down and somewhere in the midst of turning around and checking her surroundings her face hardened. that wasn't joe coming to join them, that was... freakin' billy? river's went off, unnoticed the way branches were breaking behind them a second ago and proceeded to go sit by the bed of flowers to pick a few of them. all the life drained from her face because what the hell was he doing here? he never showed up for any birthday's before? he heartlessly never cared at all for his little brother since the day he left five years ago. and what was he wearing? he looked unrecognizable. he's that full of himself, he'd wear something like that to joe's birthday? like he just stepped off a red carpet? it is like a full blown stranger stalking. especially when thinking of her own outfit, a deep purple skirt with a belt, a white tank top and a pair of brown cowboy boots with purple gems decorating them. and then river's... jeans, a green short sleeve that makes his lime green eyes pop, jean jacket and a pair of tan boots underneath his dirt stained jeans. which is way more appropriate for where they live and cuter in her opinion, but billy made her feel out of place with just that alone. billy looked like someone who was letting fame go to his head and it created even less desire to go up and talk to him, even if she waved at him to let him know he wasn't getting by without being spotted.

"hidy, stranger." the brunette promptly turns, skirt spinning with the movement before walking over to where river sat in the bed of flowers. the irony of him being a true stranger as she placed river's hat back on top of his head, sitting down in front of him while he looked over to see who she was talking to. "who is that?" he questioned in a quiet voice, green hues flickering back on lucy gray. "that's you know who." lucy gray softly replied back and then river slowly nodded since he didn't want to show too much emotion, deciding he'll bring him up later and then she changes the subject to asking what he's doing with the flowers in his hands to he replies with 'making one of those flower crown things you make all the time' which has her softly laughing, smiling affectionately as her hands reach over to reposition his fingers for him and direct him how to thread the stems together.

standing outside the barn, leaning against the nearby fence, billy sticks his hands into the pockets of his dress pants and contemplates for a moment. he’s returned to his hometown after being gone for five long years (no phone calls, no stopping by for holidays, not even a postcard) and a very arrogant part of him has been hoping, expecting everything to remain the same as it was on the day he packed up his bags and left. frozen in time. instead the opposite has happened — everyone’s moved on, carried on without him. he’s struck by a deep sense of alienation and even a hint of regret (like he shouldn’t have come here at all), finally realizing that there’s no way he’ll be able to simply pick up right where he left off. the places are familiar, but the faces have changed and many hold a personal grudge against him. after all, the whole town knows that joe’s been living at mrs. baird’s, his stepfather’s still drinking heavily and spending his weekly paychecks at the brothel two towns over, and people don’t like billy’s selfish attitude one bit. not many can sympathize with him, figuring he should have at least come visit once in a blue moon, and so there’s really no one at the birthday party with whom he could just spark up a fun conversation. his own brother doesn’t want to talk to him, so what does he expect from virtual strangers?

and then, suddenly and seemingly out of nowhere, just as he’s about to climb into his range rover, a familiar sound draws his attention. lucy gray. he’d recognize this laugh anywhere. it sends a chill down his spine. they must have missed each other at the party. he glances toward the nearby trees, thinking he knows exactly where the sweet sound is coming from — their spot. part of him is dreading the moment he lays eyes on her, but then a different part feels a strange kind of pulling. enchanted, he moves toward the forest, the deep, blue lake hidden just past the tree line, the old cabin where they’d hide from rain and thunderstorms. his glittery dress pants and elegant shoes weren’t necessarily made for long walks through woods, but he doesn’t really care, he just wants to say hello. look at her again, talk to her, see what she’s up to these days. he’s halfway through, stepping over brambles and blackberry bushes, cursing quietly as they scratch the fabric of his pants. it ends up ripping, both his pants and the vines give way at the same time, and makes him miss new york… the white tank top that he’s wearing is great, lets his skin breathe in this sweltering heat, but also leaves his arms completely exposed to bug bites and tree branches. he hates this place. hates the judgmental people. doesn’t really hate his ungrateful little brother but… ugh. fuck them all. he’s just going to say hi to lucy gray and be on his merry way. they don’t want him here anyway.

he manages to make it through the woods, finding the dirt path that leads up to the cabin only to realize… is that a male voice that he’s hearing? it’s not billy taupe, but it sounds strangely familiar while also being so completely foreign. he must have met this man before, but — it hits him like a freight train. pale blue eyes flickering down, finding the old dock and the lonely boat, and… lucy gray with another man. jealousy pricks his heart against all rationality, deep down knowing that she’s no longer his girl, hasn’t been his in five years. besides, he’s not in love with her. why would he care if she’s replaced him, too? still, he feels an overwhelming sense of loss. it’s like going back to virginia. the sight of her so carefree, with someone else taking his place, brings a sharp, bitter sting of sadness while simultaneously filling him with rage. is he so easily replaceable? really? it’s their spot. their secret place. and this man… he’s nothing like billy taupe. he’s just like… what the fuck? there’s so many places that they could go to. why would she take him to their spot?

[sweetestcaptainhughes]

Please # 51 “I’m your husband. It’s my job.”   ☁️For Quinn Thank you !

ooo this is very Quinn Hughes - eldest daughter, protector of everyone coded for sure!

Drabble Masterlist.

"I'm your husband. It's my job."

You were sick, sicker than you have ever been. It was some type of stomach bug that was going around and for some reason your body just couldn't shake it. This was one of the first times in your entire life that you truly had relay on someone fully to help take care of you.

Quinn was amazing throughout the entire experinece. He brought you soap and made sure you ate things that you could actually keep down. Since you felt so sick he kept a bucket next to your side of the bed for you to throw up in if needed, he never complained when he had to clean it out even though if roles were reversed you defintely would. Your body was so fatigued that you even had to get Quinn to help you to the bathroom. He helped you shower, he made sure even though you felt like crap you still showered everyday because he knows that's important.

He made sure you took all your medicine on time and listened to all the doctors instructions. Even though you told him not too because he would get sick, he never left your side almost always cuddling you as you watched whatever you wanted on T.V. You were so out of it you didn't even realize at one point you were watching a Canucks game and Quinn was cuddling up next to you instead of on the ice in Seattle. But once your mind realized you gasped in shock.

Quinn tore his eyes from the t.v. quickly, "what's wrong?" he asked frantically ready to jump up to help in anyway he could.

"Quinny! That's your team!" you tried to raise your voice but it came out more dry and raspy then you would of liked. A smile slowly creeped on his face.

"Yeah that's why I'm watching it gotta make sure Brock and Petty are doing a good job for me." he chuckles still looking down at you.

"No. Your suppose to be there not here. It's your job to be there! People are counting on you. If you leave now you'll make the Kings game for tomorrow." you argue, you try to push him so he leaves the bed but even if you weren't weak from being sick you wouldn't be able to move Quinn unless he wanted you to.

"Yes it's my job. But I'm your husband. It's my job to take care of you. Remember, sickness and health, they'll be okay for a few games without me." grabbing your and pulling you so you were pracatically laying on top of me. "Both are my job, but your my most important job. Okay?" he asks making sure your paying attention even in your delirious state due to the stomach flu.

"okay." you whisper, turning your head trying to focus on the game on the t.v. but you fall asleep before the current shift was even over.

[fullfriendnerdclutch]

After Wes did his part, it's Adrien's turn now

*knock knock*

"Come in! I don't usually have a visitor at 8.30 PM at summertime, to whom do I owe such pleasure? Oh....Adrien, son, why are you still in the office? Everyone usually left around 6 or 7 PM, except Cathy obviously, she's such a reliable assistant for me. Oh crap, enough with the rambling, what's up, son?" the DILF said cheerfully, unaware of Adrien's malicious intention

"Oh, the pleasure's mine, sir *close the door*. Especially when I will explore that tight hunky body of yours using that beautiful rugged hands and feeling all the raw authoritative strength coursing all over my system," Adrien said grinning as he takes a swig of his vial that he dropped to the floor with almost half of its content still left inside it. He found himself delighted with the mint-like yet more intense sensation from the potion as he tried to make his move

Taken aback with his own employee seemingly in lust with him so openly, he tried to speak a few words to get some sense back to Adrien. After all, this is the star recruit from a local Catholic college, why is he openly admitting to his homosexual desire knowing full well that his own boss is very much a devoted followers of Christ? But, the moment Adrien sprinted like his sole life goal literally placed right in front of his lanky 28 years old self, Mr. Wilson knows that shit will go south quickly, so he readied himself for an impact as he closed his eyes and raised his arm before realizing that 80% of Adrien's body already absorbed into him. Now faced with Adrien's face literally super close with his face, Mr. Wilson realized how fucked his situation at this very moment as Adrien's form seemingly turned slimy and his eyes clearly a little bit wrong

"We're going to be so close, I'm practically going to puppet your body to do whatever I desired," Adrien said with a maniacal grin that Mr. Wilson wouldn't expect coming from the usually-reserved new joiner

Adrien then lunged for a deadly kiss that will seal their fate and despite Mr. Wilson effort to move his arm to stop Adrien and turn his head away, rest of Adrien solid-slimy form still not absorbed by Mr. Wilson's body simply splashed on the surface of the DILF's face and upper part of the suit. The "slime" then moved to enter all possible orifices, be it Mr. Wilson's mouth, nostrils or ears, all entries are utilized and stuffed to the brim by the leftover slime. Mr. Wilson's body then convulsed like a fish taken out of the ocean in his seat, battling for its life as the invader inched closer than ever to take full control. His erratic movement and the spreading sensation of the invasion drawn him to unbutton his shirt and tried to do anything to stop the sensation from taking hold over his entire body. Yet, when the cold, slimy feeling managed to gain access to the veins in his cock and simultaneously reached the back of his head, he knows that he's fucked beyond repair. Eventually, Adrien's invasion overwhelmed the 51 years old muscle tank, which then roared in delight as he finally take a deep, crisp breath of the air-conditioned, sandalwood-scented executive suite from the lung of the one and only Robert Wilson. He chuckled in delight as his control become stronger with every second passed with him inside his DILF of a boss body. The body actually started to feel less and less foreign and it's like as if he's always in control of this 5'7" fit ball of muscle within minutes, so in an abuse of his boss muscle memory, Adrien slid the calloused hand Robert Wilson used to shake hands with high-powered executives and bureaucrats into the exposed muscular chest now under his control.

It instantly electrifies him as Robert's memory revealed a very sensitive nipple that always sent the law firm partner to his knees during all his sexual escapades. Adrien experienced the same knee-buckling sensation as he can sense the growing erection confined by the denim. Add to the fact that Adrien just practically aroused the 51 years old by slipping inside of him, creamy white spunk painting his underwear and the rest of his clothing is simply inevitable. Not even a minute after teasing the perky pink nipples of his own boss, Adrien shot the biggest load out of Mr. Wilson's dick as if he's been blue-balling himself for weeks! Adrien simply chuckled to the mess he created,

"Sloppy guy, don't you? Fuck I don't expect you to be this easy, sir," he said as he savored the taste of now-his cum from his finger, the taste and the deep chuckling just sent his flaccid cock into yet another semi

"Hahahahahah, I can do this shit all night long," he said as he grinned mischievously while ensuring that he cleaned all his fingers

Looking at his disheveled reflection, Adrien decided to at least clean himself up before meeting his boyfriend. Besides, he's been dying to see the inside of the executive bathroom inside Mr. Wilson's office, so he strut himself to the secluded bathroom in his soiled clothing, the shit-eating grin plastered on his face as his eyes caught the plaque of the law firm, Wilson, Thorpe, van Beecker, the idea of walking around the law firm he now basically own and demanding attention from everyone as they all practically worked for him now really drive him close to the edge. But, he calmed himself down and managed to get into the bathroom without another spunk spoiling his pants.

Inside the shower, more memories of Mr. Wilson unlocked for him. A dinner plan with his son tonight, yeah, just gonna call that sport after this whole shower to cancel it, and mostly memories about works from the past few months. The sensation feels calming and right, that all of this feels deeply personal yet very much rightfully his. It's like climbing a mountain, there's more sight and area that his eyes can see from a much higher vantage point the longer he climbed, or in this case, the longer he stayed inside this body. He can direct his focus to a certain memories even from the distant past now, like his wedding day, the day his only son was born, the moment he tearfully admitted to his wife that he fell out of love with her and reconnected with his old homosexual desire, everything becomes more and more accessible which certainly can help him to play the part of Robert Wilson through and through. He did all that with his eyes closed, head backed to the wall without realizing that his hand wandered all over his body, feeling all the muscle and the ridges of his weathered, strong physique and letting out momentary delighted moan and groan with each touches and more memories revealed. When the memories showcased the first memory of Mr. Wilson, the merging eventually completed as he no longer viewed Mr. Wilson as a separate entity and seeing his memories from third-person point of view, he's seeing and experiencing it from Mr. Wilson's perspective. As that moment happened, the climax hit Adrien very hard as 53 years of Mr. Wilson's life finally fused very beautifully with his own set of memories, making all the pain, sorrow, joy, lust, euphoria and all sort of sensation that Mr. Wilson went through crashed into his system and knocked himself off as volleys of cum wildly unloaded from the hard 9 incher monster that's been on the edge for the past couple of minutes

Adrien found himself splayed on the bathroom floor, losing track of times and his body sticky from all the mess he sprayed. But he just simply chuckled as he found himself finally fully at home inside this studly DILF body he can comfortably called his now. He just quickly wiped off the excess, drying cum from his body with the shower still running and finished his shower in no time as he cannot let his boyfriend waited any longer

As he walked back to his office, he found it weird that the door is opened and he can clearly listen someone humming from inside. And that's the voice of his son, Carl! Shit, he thought frantically, thinking of any excuse to explain why he's showering in the office and skipping dinner with his son without informing him. As he tried to keep his cool and walked into the office suite, his son suddenly greeted him first with no shirts on whatsoever

"Hello, dad. Or should I say, Adrien,"

That's when Mr. Wilson's eyes darted to the now-empty vial sitting in his desk. Who is this person and how the fuck he's in control of Carl's body????

[themultifandomgal]

Kelly Severide- One Hell Of A Day

Thank you for the request @maximeseveridecasey I changed it slightly. Also I wrote it then lost half of it! So I’m sorry if the ending seems a little rushed. I’m also no expert at medical situations so if I get something wrong I’m really sorry. Anyway, hope you enjoy!

The day started out as any other. Kelly and I woke up in our shared bed, the smell of the fresh linen hits my nose and I had put on fresh sheets the night before. Kelly and I started our usual routine I made coffee while he showered, then he made breakfast while I showered. Just like any other morning when we’re on shift together.

Early on in the morning we arrived at firehouse 51 together and everything was going well, that is until 2 hours into our shift. I started to feel uncomfortable in my stomach, thinking it could be just my period on its way I took some pain killers which helped. Yes, painkillers helped until they didn’t anymore.

I stand leaning over the sink having an awful pain shoot through my side when the alarm goes off. Groaning I stand up feeling a hand on my back

“You ok Maxime?” my boyfriend asks worriedly

“Yeah just my period coming” I tell him trying not to worry him, but that fails because I can see the worry creeping over his face already

“Sure?”

“Yeah. I’m fine” I dismiss him with a weak smile

“Max let’s go!” Dawson shouts for me hanging her body out of the drivers side of the ambulance

“Coming” I give Kelly a kiss on the cheek before jumping into the passenger side. The drive to the house fire feels like it’s very slow. The whole time I am shifting about trying to relive the discomfort in my right side which causes Gabby to notice

“What’s up with you today? You look like your about to puke, cry and scream all at once”

“Just my period on its way making me feel like crap. Let’s just get this over with so I can crawl into a bed and go to sleep”

“You mean a certain lieutenants bed” I glance over to look at Gabby who’s giving me quick look wiggling her eyebrows. I roll my eyes in response at her making her laugh.

Once arriving to the fire I can see smoke pooling out of the windows. Jumping down I walk round the side of the ambulance as I watch Kelly run into the building with no fear. Pulling the stretcher out the pain in my side gets worse and now I feel like I could throw up any minute

“Max you don’t look good” Gabby tells me with a worried expression. Knowing there’s no point in lying to her I sigh

“Just don’t feel good today. As soon as we get back I’m just going to nap”

“We’ve got a victim here fallen down the stairs. She unconscious and has possible spinal injuries” Gabby and I look at one another before quickly running into the burning building.

Immediately I can see a woman lying on the floor with a nasty looking gash on her forehead. Between the both of us we get her on the stretcher. Suddenly there’s a huge blast that throws me across the room. My ears ring and the pain in my side almost becomes unbearable. I look around and notice smoke and fire all around us. Coughing I wait for my hearing to come back. When it finally does I can hear both mine and Gabby’s alarms going off

“Gabs?” I groan

“I’m here. You ok?”

“My legs trapped”

“Severide, Casey do you copy”

“We’re ok. How are you and Max?” I hear Casey radio to Gabby

“I’m fine. Max has a cut on her head and her legs trapped under a beam”

“We’re on our way stay put”

“Wasn’t planning on it” I try to joke but start coughing. In no time at all Matt and Kelly are here helping Gabby pull the beam off my leg making me scream and cough

“Let’s get your leg checked out” Kelly says picking me up and carrying me out of the building

“Kel, my side hurts. Like really hurts it’s not my period”

“Ok when did it get worse?”

“Just has throughout the day”

“Ok let’s get you in the ambo and to hospital”

At some point I fell asleep, because as I come to and try to open my eyes everything feels way to bright so close my eyes again

“Hey” I hear Kelly’s voice. I try opening my eyes again “do you want a drink?” Only now do I notice that my voice feels scratchy and dry. I slowly nod my head yes and Kelly is quick to grab me a cup of water. He places the cup against my lips that immediately feel less dry, and take a sip. The cool water soothes my throat. After drinking the small cup Kelly places it down “how do you feel”

“Like I’ve been throw about a room” I attempted to joke but can see Kelly doesn’t quite find it funny

“Babe why didn’t you tell me the true extent of the pain you were in. You had appendicitis. They burst when you passed out before we got you in the ambulance”

“It only got really bad when we go to the scene. I was going to relax when we got back”

“Ok” Kelly bends down and kisses my forehead then smooths any loose hair “the others are waiting outside to see you. Want me to let them in?”

“Sure” I give Kelly a smile and watch him get up before leaving the room. I’ve loved that man for a long time now, but as soon as I’m better I’ll be proposing to him. I want to spend the rest of my life with him.

[brenna]

here's a before and after. I might move the one speaker. it doesn't have enough wire slack to do that yet though, and I'm done for today. also this is like a third of my records and a fifth of my cds lmao. (don't ask how many more books are in this room. the study has a lot of stuff, ok?)

sometimes i get ideas that involve moving a lot of furniture. sometimes it's insane, but sometimes it's brilliant? but, like, am I about to do a lot of work for it to not turn out in the end? catch me with the measuring tape out, scheming

[therossgarden]

So, I was thinking about something in LOK.

You know the Earth Queen Hou-Ting? You know, the woman who secluded airbenders and that Zaheer killed?

This one?

Well, as you all may know, she’s King Kuei’s only daughter.

I’m sure you all remember King Kuei, the puppet king with the bear.

This guy.

Well, I made some calculus. He must’ve been in his early/mid 20s in ATLA. And his daughter had to be in her 50s/early 60s when she died.

In the meantime, Zuko is 87/88 in 171AG, when LOK3 takes place. Since his daughter is commonly believed to be around Bumi and Kya’s age, I’d speculate that she’s around 60 in her appearance in LOK4, in 174AG and when Zuko is 90 (Tenzin is 51 in 170AG and Kya is roughly 4 years older than him, so Izumi must be between 5 and 7 years older than him, which places her in a range between 60 and 62 years old).

(See? Roughly the same age)

So, my point? I think during their diplomatic visits, Zuko and Kuei had to spend a lot of time in each other’s company because, monarch stuff. And given that they were both heirs to their respective thrones, Izumi and Hou-Ting had to spend a lot of time together.

I don’t know why, but I imagine those two having the wildest, silliest yet most hateful beef as teens. And given Hou-Ting’s despicable behavior and authoritarian politic in contrast to what shown of Izumi, a rational leader who cares for her people, I am even more convinced that those two despised each other.

So yeah, I can’t stop picturing Izumi and Hou-Ting insulting the crap out of each other while saving face in front of the subjects. And I can’t stop laughing

[maretinelli]

I THOUGHT IT WAS YOU

Jake Peralta X fem!reader

Summary: In which, y/n goes on a mission alone, things go wrong and Jake thinks his "best friend" has been murdered.

Words: 3.5K+

Warnings: Criminals, angst, mentions of blood, gunshots, detective missions, protagonists in love, best friends to lovers, happy and cute ending.

Author: Always warning, English is not my first language. I apologize for any mistakes that may occur in the story. And secondly, you can go to my profile and request stories from me, Just see which characters are on my masterlist and ask via chat or question box

Y/s: Surname

MASTERLIST

The weather in New York was starting to cool down, the leaves on the trees had all fallen in the fall, bringing a carpet of yellow, orange and brown colors.

"Hi" Y/n happily approaches Jake, who had just gotten out of the car.

"Hi, honey." He smiles all goofy.

"I brought it for you." The detective holds out a cup of coffee. "I walked from home and stopped at our favorite coffee shop."

"Thank you- Wait, what?!" He asks indignantly.

"I said I stopped by our favorite coffee shop," Y/n says naturally.

"No, before!"

"Ah, I said I came on foot," she says, entering the police station.

"Why?"

"My car is in the shop, and my bike has a flat tire."

"Oh, you're kidding." He throws his head back, walking alongside his friend and coworker. "Why didn't you tell me? I was going to pick you up! It's freezing to walk here. Not to mention how dangerous it is."

"Oh, you're kidding." He throws his head back, walking alongside his friend and coworker. "Why didn't you tell me? I was going to pick you up! It's freezing to walk here. Not to mention how dangerous it is."

"No, Jakie," he says softly, pressing the button for the elevator. "You live on the other side of town. You'd waste a lot of time coming to get me. Don't worry about it."

"I wouldn't waste any time!" Jake grimaces and lets Y/n enter the elevator first. "I could just pick you up, no complaints," he says seriously, and Y/n smiles.

"Tell me the truth, Jake. You would totally go without complaining just because you would be able to show off your new car on the streets of New York." Y/n smiles sideways, looking at Peralta.

Jake wrinkles his nose and smiles.

"Okay, one point for you! But that's not entirely true. You come before my car." He says seriously and the detective smiles. "No jokes now. After shift I'll take you home."

Y/n smiles.

"Okay, Detective Peralta." She walks closer to him and whispers in his ear, just to tease her best friend.

Jake tries not to show that he had closed his eyes, but Y/n notices.

"SERIOUSLY! I SAW YOU ROLL YOUR EYES WITH PLEASURE" Y/n jokes, patting her friend on the shoulder.

"What?? No!!" Jake says in alarm, sipping the first sip of his coffee, as the elevator opens. "Oh my God, my favorite!" He changes the subject.

Y/n, who was following right behind him, smiled.

"Of course, I know my best friend's taste," with that said, she walks past him and enters the enclosure.

Jake watches her walk to her desk.

"Best friend?" Boyle says to Jake. "You haven't told her yet-"

"Holy crap Boyle, I just got here!" Jake grumbles, but the whole squad hears.

"Excellent!!" Terry gets up. "I have news about the 51-BC case that everyone will be happy to hear."

"THIS!!" Jake and y/n scream loudly, clapping their hands together, while the squad looks at them. "Sorry," they reply together.

Jake and y/n had worked on this case for about 10 months and had no progress, and of course, what Terry said was really good news.

With everyone in the squad gathered in the meeting room, and Holt present, the Sergeant began to talk about the case.

"As we know, the criminal Jean had fled abroad. But everything indicates that he is back in New York. His drug supplier was caught with one of Jean's old henchmen. I asked Amy and Rosa to follow them last afternoon in the park and found some clues about where they might be."

"Detective Diaz and I, we found evidence that Jean was hiding in the old abandoned Benny's pizzeria. Because it's a bigger place with more floors"

"No, not at Berry's!" Y/n exclaims disappointedly.

Jake sighs sadly too.

"Something wrong, Y/N?" Holt asks.

"No, no, Captain. It's just that Y/n and I used Benny's as a refuge from our families when we were kids" Jake says and Y/n agrees, sitting in the next chair, with Peralta's feet in her lap.

"You guys grew up together?" Holt asks in surprise.

"Me, Gina and Jake"

"There's something I didn't know about Peralta."

Jake opens his arms and smiles victoriously.

"Okay, back to the point. I'm sending detectives so they can investigate how we can break into the place and arrest Jean." Terry says, flipping through the spreadsheet. "Okay, Amy and Rosa stayed here to review the old information. Boyle will be in charge of the signal from the devices. Y/N will drive Jake to the location and stay in the car, in case the plan goes wrong. Jake, you go in!"

"TRY!"

"NO!"

Everyone looks at Y/n, because her scream is louder than Jake's.

"What do you mean, no?"

"No, Sergeant. Let me go investigate the hideout. Not to brag, but I've been on this case longer than Jake has." She turns and smiles at her friend.

"Stay in your lane, I've been on this case for 10 months." He looks the woman up and down.

"Yeah, but y/s is the one who initially took the case. How many months ago? Like, 5 months earlier than you." Rosa turns and smiles victoriously.

"Damn..." Peralta mutters.

"Thank you so much, Rosa" y/n winks at her friend and she gives a small smile.

"Are you sure you can handle it? If something unexpected happens, you'll have to fight or run."

"Seriously, look at me. With this body here I can put anyone on the ground!" She stands up and shows off the muscles that were clearly invisible.

"Tell me this, Miss Weakling. On Saturday at your house, you couldn't even open a jar of pickles by yourself. You had to ask for my help." Jake throws it in her face, approaching Y/n and smiling.

"Uuuh, what did you do at her house?" Boyle asks, smirking at Jake.

"SHUT UP, CHARLES" Y/n and Jake yell together.

"Well, if Y/N says she can handle it. You can give her the job." Holt says. "If you need anything, I'll be in my office.

He leaves and leaves Jake angry.

"Damn. What am I going to do in that case?" He asks and Terry smiles.

"Simple, you'll stay here and lead Y/n to the places where the criminals aren't, based on security camera images"

Jake pretends to slide off the chair, taking his feet off his friend's lap.

"Cry, but cry quietly so you don't bother me" y/n teases, passing by him and going to change her clothes to pretend she was a mere tourist.

After each of the detectives were at their stations with the case, the journey began.

Jake had lent the car so that y/n could go to the place without raising suspicion.

"For Jake to lend his car, he has to be very much in love" Amy says and Rosa smiles looking at him.

"Total. They looked at his little face when y/n thanked him with a 'thank you, my dear'. He almost exploded" Diaz comments and the people start to scream in euphoria.

"Don't you have anything else to do?" Jake ignores them, asking a question.

"No. We're waiting for you to send us the images from the cameras and turn on the devices so communicate with y/n and start work."

"Oh, right." Jake straightens up in his chair and starts working on the computer. "Detective Y/n, are you listening?" Peralta asks through the microphone that was connected to Y/n's headset.

"Listening in, Detective. Almost there."

"Okay. Guys, Detective S/n said he's close to the location, you can start working" he says and everyone starts doing everything they can to make sure y/n doesn't get caught.

After Y/n parked the car and got out to sneak into Jean's hideout, she passed on information to the detectives at the police station.

"Jake. I went into Benny's. No sign of any drug dealers, apparently."

"So? Just like when we were little?" Jake asks, but the captain listens.

"JAKE!"

"Sorry sir!" He says seriously. "Y/n...?"

"Exactly as we left it. I even bumped into that stove we had built to roast that piece of chicken you brought. Untouched."

"That's it!!" Jake gets a little excited in joy.

"Did she find anything?" Rosa asks curiously.

"No, but the stove we made when we were younger is still there" Jake sends a jewel with his hand and Diaz rolls his eyes.

"Jake, Jake, Jake!!" Y/n speaks quickly and Jake presses the headphones to hear more.

"Tell the squad that I found traces of a package of marijuana, the same ones we found months ago," she says, already putting gloves on her hands to pick up the evidence.

Jake informs the squad of the entire process that y/n had achieved. While Amy was already taking notes.

"I just spotted Jean, he has three goons behind him and I spotted a few more upstairs. Let Terry and Bolt know I'm aborting the mission."

"Okay, be careful." Jake takes care of y/n. "Sergeant!! S/n spotted Jean, but she's coming back here because there are a lot of henchmen there."

"Correct, let us know that with the evidence and information she gave, it is more than enough for us to enter with the entire squad," Sergeant Jefford explains.

"Honey, the sergeant asked-..."

"JAKE, I THINK I'M BEING STALLED." She whispers into the microphone, which makes the sound loud in the police station.

The squad stands on alert, ready to rush out and get her.

"Calm down Y/n, everything's going to be okay" Jake tries to calm the woman who was surrounded by criminals.

"Jake, they're really chasing me." The detective hears y/n's shoes making noise as she runs. "Jakie I--" they end up losing connection with the detective who was in action.

"Y/n?? Y/N??" Jake yells into the microphone and then looks at the squad who were in shock.

"We've lost connection," Boyle says and they don't know what to do.

"Let's go after her," Jake says, already grabbing his coat.

"No, we can't go," Sergeant says. "I know she's in danger, but if we go there, we could all die. They probably recognized her from last time."

"Sergeant! I need to go after her!"

"I ALREADY SAID NO!" Terry shouts, making everyone in the squad jump. "The best thing to do now is to send another police station there. Jean and the henchmen know us and this can only make things worse for y/n."

With that, Rosa starts dialing the nearest police station, reporting the unexpected event that happened on their mission and asking for help.

Meanwhile, Boyle and Terry began to calm Jake down, making him not leave the police station.

Until they start hearing a shrill noise coming from Y/n's microphone. Jake quickly runs to the table so he can talk to her.

"Hey, hey, honey! Y/N talk to us." Jake yells into his microphone.

However, the only thing the squad hears are three gunshots, someone falling to the ground and the loud noise again.

Jake falls into his chair in shock, disconnecting the connection between his and the detective's devices, while not really knowing who those shots were from.

"Oh my God." He says, staring at a fixed point, tears already threatening to fall.

The entire squad was left speechless. No one knew if those shots came from the gun that y/n had taken or from Jean's henchmen.

"What now?" Amy asks Terry desperately.

"Wait for news from the other police station," the sergeant says, sitting in the chair and placing his hands on his face.

Jake just looks at him with tears falling silently and stands up.

"If y/n is dead. It's your fault" Jake says through gritted teeth and points his finger at the Sergeant.

•••••••••••••••••••••

50 minutes had passed, no sign of y/n at the police station, no messages from her and no sign of the other police station finding her there.

"I'M TALKING. IF THEY SHOT AT HER IT'S THE SERGEANT'S FAULT" Jake, who had already been upset for a few minutes, began to scream even more.

"JAKE STOP IT" Boyle says, as Holt holds Peralta from behind so he doesn't jump on Terry.

Meanwhile, the rest of the squad was calling all the police stations looking for news about the group member.

With the sound of the elevator opening unexpectedly, squad 99 looks in the direction and sees y/n coming out with someone handcuffed.

"Oh my!" Jake sighs in relief.

Everyone was shocked when a bloodied detective entered the pen and placed Jean inside the temporary prison.

"I got this piece of shit!" She throws him into the cell and runs her hand over the large cut on his lips.

"Damn..." She whispers.

Holt releases Jake without any reaction, which was also — common. Leaving Peralta to run towards y/n.

"Jake..." Y/n whispers.

"Honey, you're all hurt. Come on, let's fix this." Jake takes Y/n out of the room and takes her to the file room, which was calmer and more refreshing.

Y/n walks the whole way in silence, and sits at a table, while watching Jake take a first aid kit out of the closet.

"For God's sake, Y/n. With those three shots, I thought you were dead." The brunette says, approaching Y/n with cotton and alcohol to clean her skin.

"Sorry, I was trying to get in touch with you guys- Aawww Jake!!" She whines as she feels the alcohol clean her wounds.

"Sorry, honey," he says softly, making her smile at the tone of his voice.

"It's okay. The worst is over."

"Could you tell me what happened there?" Jake asks quietly, now cleaning the wound on her forehead.

"When I warned that I was being chased, Jean's three henchmen came at me, making my wiretap fall off. Luckily, I managed to throw them to the ground. However, Jean came after me, I tried to fight him, but I failed. The shots came from his gun, but the shots ended up going upwards, so I managed to knock him down and arrest him." Y/n summarizes what had happened.

"I thought the sound of someone falling was someone falling dead." Jake says and uses the cotton to clean the wound on the woman's lips. "...and I thought it was you." He looks at her woman's eyes.

"Sorry... I couldn't text or anything, my phone was broken. And the bug too. Sorry to worry you guys, Jake."

"You worried ME. I thought I was going to lose you forever. Do you know the despair that ran through my veins when I heard those shots and didn't know who they were?" Jake lets the tears fall, making Y/n cry silently too. "I really thought I was going to lose you today. And I don't want that, ever." He wipes the woman's lips and looks at her intently.

"You love me, don't you?"

Jake smiles awkwardly.

"Sure, I'm your best friend"

"Jake, no." Y/n smiles and then says seriously. "You love me romantically."

Jake is silent. Because that really was true.

Damn, that was so true.

"I've noticed it in the last few years. The way you show it is clear, just not to me until Amy said the way you look at me. The flirting, the unnoticed glances..."

"Y/n, no"

"Yes. After all, you wouldn't be staring at my mouth and with your hand lightly squeezing my thigh if you weren't in love with me," she says jokingly and they laugh.

"Okay, young lady. You win, I'm so in love with you. I've loved you since we were 15 and it hurt so much not to be able to tell you this secret. And the thought of losing you today, without ever having had you, broke my heart into so many pieces. Damn, Y/N. I love you so much!" He smiles with tears.

"For your information. I love you romantically too." She smiles and closes the gap between them. Sealing their lips in a kiss they had been waiting for over a decade for. A passionate kiss, but at the same time hungry for what they had lost over the years.

"The squad is asking how you are- OH, I'M SORRY, I CAME TO SEE HOW YOU ARE!" Amy says, desperate after catching Peralta and Y/N kissing.

Jake steps away from y/n smiling, trying to hide it by looking at the files. Y/n hides a smile.

"I'm fine, Amy. It was just superficial cuts, Jake's taking care of them for me." Y/n says, holding back a smile.

"Oh yeah, taking care." Santiago raises his eyebrows and smiles. "I'll let the squad know that you'll be up soon and that you're okay."

Y/n nods.

Before leaving, Amy turns to y/n and smiles, showing a jewel with her fingers while whispering. "That's it, good job. Finally."

Y/n rolls her eyes and Jake turns back to her.

"I know she did something while I wasn't looking, what did she say?" He asks smiling, approaching y/n and placing his hands on her thighs again.

Y/n laughed.

"She whispered 'Well done' and 'finally.'" The detective smiles.

Jake laughs.

"For her to talk like that, it's because you've really been in love with me for a long time." He jokes, making her roll her eyes and smile.

"A long time ago." Y/n smiles, approaching Peralta's lips again. "Ask Gina, she knows exactly the day I told her I was in love with you."

"And of course she knows, she keeps everything"

"Yeah" Y/n chuckles into Jake's lips.

"Now come here, I haven't finished kissing my new girlfriend and future wife's lips." Jake says, making y/n smile big and press her lips against his.

[genericpuff]

I AM HOOOMEEEE

and finally decompressed / settled in from the entire ordeal , at least enough to finally get my bearings together and post about it LMAO holy crap, what a wild past two weekends, i'm exhausted but it was a great time, got to meet some great artists, tattoo some great people, and share great art <3 Here are some of my favorites :>

Thank GOD I have this week off from expo's and conventions, I'm definitely ready to chill for a bit. Though I'm definitely cooking up fun community ideas for the LO series finale, so stay tuned for that LOL I do have another convention coming up two weeks from now but it's only a one day thing a couple hours away and it's purely for selling prints n stickers, so it won't be anywhere near as demanding as the 3-day tattoo events LOL

I'll be posting a recompiled version of Episode 50 Pt 2 tomorrow! Sorry to those who were massively inconvenienced by the way I chose to post it, I took a risk and it proved to be a massive failure LMAO but that's how we learn 💅 So expect that tomorrow morning! <3

In the meantime, I'll be getting back to work on Episode 51 as well as responding to as many of the asks in my inbox as I can! Thank you all so much for your patience while I worked through these past two weekends, y'all are the best for that <3

[coochiequeens]

Men say shit like women should get married to have a man who will protect them then do shit like this.

Woman, 72, 'drugged by her husband so 50 men could rape her while unconscious' appears in court after bravely waiving right to anonymity as he goes on trial along with men 'filmed having sex with her'

Gisele P opted for a public trial and waived her right to anonymity, lawyers said

Police say she suffered 92 rapes by 72 men, 51 of whom have been identified

Those identified will also go on trial alongside the main suspect, Dominique P

By David Averre 2 September 2024

French woman whose husband is on trial for drugging her and allowing dozens of strangers to rape her while unconscious appeared in court for the first time after waiving her right to anonymity. 

Gisele P., 72, was seen standing in the courtroom supported by her three children to witness the opening day of the trial of Dominique P., 71, which began this morning in Avignon. 

He is accused of orchestrating a sick rape ring, using an online forum to invite a horde of men to his home in Mazan near Avignon before filming them assaulting his wife over nine years between 2011 and 2020.

Police counted a total of 92 rapes committed by 72 men, 51 of whom were identified and are being tried alongside the main suspect, a former employee at France's power utility company EDF.

Presiding judge Roger Arata announced that all the hearings would be public, granting Gisele her wish for 'complete publicity until the end' of the court case, according to her lawyer, Stephane Babonneau. 

Gisele could have opted for a trial behind closed doors given the nature of her husband's alleged crimes, but 'that's what her attackers would have wanted', another lawyer named Antoine Camus said. 

Still, the trial will be 'a horrible ordeal' for Gisele.

'For the first time, she will have to live through the rapes that she endured over 10 years,' Camus said, adding that his client had 'no recollection' of the abuse which she only discovered in 2020.

Gisele P. - a French woman whose husband is on trial for drugging her and allowing dozens of strangers to rape her while unconscious - is seen arriving in court today

Dominique P. is accused of orchestrating the sick rape ring, filming strangers he met online attacking his wife while she was drugged between 2011 and 2020 Ladies let's share this face everytime men spew crap about men protecting women

The President of the Vaucluse Assises Court Roger Arata speaks at the courthouse during the trial of Dominique P. in the south of France, in Avignon, on September 2, 2024

The couple met in 1971 and married two years later before having three kids together. 

Gisele previously said her husband had asked her to try swinging - a request she refused.

But she also described him as a 'great guy' with a 'normal sexuality'. 

Their eldest son said nothing in his father's behaviour suggested any deviance and that 'he had always fulfilled his role as a father', while their daughter spoke fondly of her father's presence in her life as a young girl. 

The heinous campaign of sexual abuse masterminded by Dominique P. is said to have begun in 2011 when the couple was living near Paris, and continued after they moved to Mazan two years later.

Police began to investigate the defendant Dominique P. in September 2020 when he was caught by a security guard secretly filming under the skirts of three women in a shopping centre.

Police said they found hundreds of pictures and videos of his wife on his computer, visibly unconscious and mostly in the foetal position.

The images are alleged to show dozens of rapes in the couple's home in Mazan, a village of 6,000 people roughly 20 miles from Avignon in Provence.

Investigators also found chats on a site called coco.fr, since shut down by police, in which he recruited strangers to come to their home and have intercourse with his wife.

Dominique P. later admitted to investigators that he gave his wife powerful tranquilisers, especially Temesta, an anxiety-reducing drug.

Demonstrators hold placards and smoke bombs during a protest outside the courthouse during the trial of a man accused of drugging his wife for nearly ten years and inviting strangers to rape her at their home in Mazan, a small town in the south of France, in Avignon, on September 2, 2024

Beatrice Zavarro, lawyer for the accused Dominique P, waits at the courthouse during the trial of her client accused of drugging his wife for nearly ten years and inviting strangers to rape her at their home in Mazan, a small town in the south of France, in Avignon, on September 2, 2024

The husband took part in the rapes, filmed them and encouraged the other men using degrading language, according to prosecutors.

In previous hearings, he explained how he took a range of precautions to avoid his wife or family from discovering the dark deeds.

French outlet Le Point reported how Dominique P. imposed strict rules on each of the men who he invited to rape his wife: no perfume or tobacco, cut and clean nails, hands first run under hot water so as not to risk waking the victim. 

The attackers would park a few minutes from the couple's home and undress in the kitchen. No money changed hands.

The accused rapists included a forklift driver, a fire brigade officer, a company boss and a journalist.

Some were single, others married or divorced, and some were family men. Most participated just once, but some took part up to six times. 

Their defence has been that they simply helped a libertine couple live out its fantasies, but Dominique P. told investigators that all were aware that his wife had been drugged without her knowledge.

An expert said her state 'was closer to a coma than to sleep'.

Her husband told prosecutors that only three men left the house quickly after arriving, while all others proceeded to have intercourse with his wife.

Dominique P., who said he was raped by a male nurse when he was nine, is ready to face 'his family and his wife', his lawyer Beatrice Zavarro said.

'He is ashamed of what he did, it is unforgivable,' Zavarro told reporters on Monday morning, adding that the case was 'in a form of addiction'.

'My client's line of conduct is that he recognises what he did and there has not been an ounce of protest since the beginning,' she said in comments carried by French press.

But this trial may not be his last. 

The defendant has also been charged with a 1991 murder and rape, which he denies, and an attempted rape in 1999, to which he admitted after DNA testing.

Experts said the man does not appear to be mentally ill, but reportedly concluded that had a need to feel 'all-powerful' over the female body in assessments included in court documents. 

The shocking trial is due to last until December 20

[total-drama-brainrot]

How would p! Noah act in area 52/51? Would you give him his ability to hack into anything?

I think that's Canon idk. Or would he just scare the crap out of everything (aliens included)

Well, Noah's hacking ability is canonical, even if it's only really established in his Island biography and later on in Dramarama (I believe?). Since p!Noah is meant to mimic canon Noah for the most part, I don't see why he wouldn't have the same hacking abilities.

Not that I think they'd be much good in Area 51/52, since most of the challenge itself is pretty much just a game of hide-and-seek meets "find the needle in the haystack". Of course, he could always use his technological prowess to prevent the deployment of the guards, but it wouldn't really be in character of p!Noah to deprive himself of something as exciting as being chased by armed forces.

He could always hack his way into Owen's Jokerisation chamber, but again it wouldn't really impact the competition much, since Owen's whole deal for this episode doesn't really have much sway on the plot itself

As for what he'd do during the episode?

Well, I think I'd need to establish how Greece's Pieces plays out first before stating anything concrete here, but at this point in the timeline p!Noah has been outed to the rest of his castmates as less sane than they had assumed (my means of snapping Ezekiel's arms like twigs, and menacingly playing around with a knife, among other things). They'd still be fairly hesitant to be around him, and Noah would be free to act more overtly antagonistic/crazy now that his façade is in shambles. (Perhaps too antagonistically crazy, since a lot of his instability is also just an act.)

There's not really much you could change about the episode's beginning, at least nothing substantial; p!Noah would probably find a lot of amusement in Duncan getting laser fried and Tyler electrocuting himself on the fence, but otherwise wouldn't have much reason to act out against his team. Unless he's feeling particularly daring at that moment, and decides to forego the rock tossing to instead dodge the lasers all the way to the warehouse entrance, but again this isn't a substantial change in terms of the overarching plot of the episode.

When the teams are inside of the warehouse, there's a little more room to play with character shenanigans.

Because they're looking for Alien Artifacts. Trinkets and gizmos supposedly dangerous enough to warrent a whole branch of governmental force dedicated to studying them. That's exciting - of course Noah's going to want to mess with them.

Of course, his main priority initially is getting Owen back from his time-out chamber. But that's laughably easy for him, given his hacking abilities and general technology savviness. But as soon as he's got his chubby buddy back? You know your boys are messing around with every artifact they can find, to Alejandro's ire.

Maybe he and Owen are the ones who initially encounter the floating aliens? Maybe the two of them walk into the scene of Tyler and Alejandro "dealing" with them, and Noah siezes the oppertunity to smush the alien face huggers into paste (with the added benefit of hitting both Tyler and Alejandro around the face with a metal pole, or something).

Or maybe the face huggers can smell the crazy ebbing off of him from a mile away, and fly away as fast as they can before Noah can even get to the scene.

Either way, whatever artifact Team CIRRRRH manages to get their hands on wouldn't last long enough to win them the challenge; either Tyler would follow his canonical counterparts footsteps and somehow break it, or Owen and Noah would inadvertantly sabotage their team whilst messing around with their chosen artifact.

Noah absolutely pockets a few alien-tech weapons from inside the warehouse though.

When they finally get back onto the jet, Noah scuttles off to some hidden corner of the cargo bay and begins reverse engineering the artifacts he stole borrowed from Area 51, if only just to abate his ceaseless boredom. Regretably, he's more of a software guy than a hardware guy, and he mostly ends up with a pile of useless alien scraps.

(Potential here to have him enlist Cody, who's canonically a bit of an engineer, to help him tinker with the artifacts? I think Cody would risk his luck with sometimes-crazy Noah if it meants getting away from always-crazy Sierra.)

[ms-m-astrologer]

Transiting Sun enters Aquarius

Sunday, January 19 - Tuesday, February 18, 2025

Aquarius the Water Bearer - the sign of the Reformer*

Air image - a flash of lightning

"I’m different"

Keyphrase: my need to be innovative, original, and to be an agent of change

• Air (social and mental - communicative, detached, abstract, changeable)

• Yang (levity - outgoing, expressive, logical, left-brained)

• Fixed (stabilizing security - concentrating, consolidating, focused, persevering, stubborn)

• Transpersonal (universal - focused on ideals and abstractions)

• Ruler - Uranus (modern), Saturn (traditional); exalted - Mercury

• Color: the palest pale yellow sunshine on a frosty, clear winter morning

* Gleaned almost completely from the book Astrology for Yourself by Bloch and George; the rulerships and color tend to be my own theory/belief.)

Any time a thingie moves through Aquarius, most astrologers talk/write about the need to develop true individuality, and to value our own uniqueness. This particular transit? I’m seeing something different. Aquarius is also about larger groups getting together and working for a common good, and I think we need to focus on that Aquarian facet, too.

The thing is - and this is especially true in the US - there has been too much of an emphasis on “rugged individualism.” The “Plutocrats” have pushed this narrative for decades; it makes it easier for them to keep us apart. (Pluto’s entrance into Aquarius will bring this truth to light.) But, Aquarius has a strong humanitarian streak and wants real equality for all people.

So yes, let’s take the time and the trouble to make sure we’re being true to ourselves - and that we’re thinking for ourselves - but let’s also work hard to find common ground with others. Try to dig deeper for the reasons why people act the way they do. This is a good time to investigate local action groups, as well. “Think globally, act locally.”

Sunday, January 19 - Tuesday, January 21:

Sun/Aquarius sextile North Node/Aries, 0°28’

Sun/Aquarius (1°17’) semi-square Saturn/Pisces (16°17’)

Sun/Aquarius conjunct Pluto/Aquarius, 1°43’

Wanting to do powerful, meaningful things, but Saturn slams on the brakes for a null result. (What a fitting thing for the inauguration chart!) We may be acting on impulse and getting in too deeply, or wanting too much control over the procedings.

Monday, January 27 - Tuesday, February 3:

Sun/Aquarius square Vesta/Scorpio, 9°20’

New Moon, 9°51’ Aquarius

Sun/Aquarius trine Jupiter Rx/Gemini, 11°19’

Sun/Aquarius (12°42’) semi-square Venus/Pisces (27°42’)

Sun/Aquarius (12°59’) semi-square Neptune/Pisces (27°59’)

Sun/Aquarius (14°44’) semi-square North Node/Pisces (29°44’)

Aquarius Cross-Quarter Day, 15°00’

Interesting week, leading up to the Cross-Quarter Day. The square from Vesta wants us to focus, the trine from Jupiter encourages us to spread out, and the New Moon means we’re carrying that energy forward through the “month.” Which is good because we’ll need that long to calibrate those two prompts! The semi-squares to the Pisces placements can keep us on the higher road, or confuse the crap out of us, probably both. Meditate/Pray and be patient.

Wednesday, February 6 - Sunday, February 9:

Sun/Aquarius semi-sextile Saturn/Pisces, 18°02’

Sun/Aquarius inconjunct Mars Rx/Cancer, 18°49’

Sun/Aquarius sextile Chiron/Aries, 19°44’

Sun/Aquarius conjunct Mercury/Aquarius, 20°59’

Mars Rx and Saturn are trine, which in water signs can be wonderful. Whatever its lesson for us is, if we think we’re the most special snowflake in existence, its lesson will be wasted - please, humbly accept what it’s trying to teach you.

Monday, February 10 - Tuesday, February 18:

Sun/Aquarius square Uranus/Taurus, 23°20’

Full Moon, 24°06’ Leo

Sun/Aquarius sextile Eris/Aries, 24°29’

Sun/Aquarius conjunct Ceres/Aquarius, 26°27’

Sun/Aquarius semi-sextile Neptune/Pisces, 28°28’

Sun/Aquarius square Juno/Scorpio, 29°23’

Finishing the month with some losses (we can’t boss other people around, we have to let them make their own mistakes) and some gains (clarity; “found” family; insights). Keep the intentions high.

(PS - transiting Sun through Pisces is going to be a trip…! So let’s help each other do our best during Aquarius season. ❤️⭐️☮️💐)

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Jan 11th 2025 Paradox Tribe TRANSLATION [cozmez & Haruomi)

Haruomi - 12:03 What? The cozmez pair aren’t here yet?

Haruomi - 12:04 Looks like they’re still not ready. I’ll wait for them.

Kanata - 12:08 didn’t know we’d started already

Nayuta - 12:12 what is this?

Kanata - 12:12 we’re not here to chat or anything are we?

Haruomi - 12:13 We are. It’d be good to talk.

(both posted at the same time) Haruomi - 12:15 You said you liked Raimentei’s chuukadon when you were playing the game, right?

Kanata - 12:15 okay, you’re always cooking a ton at Raimentei, how on earth are you gonna be bad at a cooking game?

Nayuta - 12:15 oh, they overlapped

Kanata - 12:16 you go first, shura

Haruomi - 12:16 Sure.

Haruomi - 12:17 During the game, you said you liked the chuukadon and yakisoba at Raimentei, but are they better than the ramen?

Nayuta - 12:18 well, i mean ramen’s the clear winner, but the others are good too

Haruomi - 12:19 I see. That’s good, then. What was it you wanted to ask me?

Kanata - 12:21 i asked how you were so bad at cooking in the game when you’re the cook at Raimentei

Kanata - 12:21 don’t make me ask again

Haruomi - 12:22 It’s ‘cause don’t normally play videogames. Do any of the Heads here play a lot of games?

Nayuta - 12:29 uh, should we answer that too?

Haruomi - 12:30 Yeah. If you can, please.

Haruomi - 12:35 Now that I think about it, when we were recording the gameplay you guys were reminiscing. You said something about picking up a game somewhere?

Nayuta - 12:36 oh yeah, the one we found in the trash dump

Kanata - 12:37 that game broke like immediately

Nayuta - 12:38 no, kanata, you broke it

Kanata - 12:39 forreal?

Nayuta - 12:41 you don’t remember? the screen started bugging out so you beat the absolute crap out of it

Kanata - 12:42 whatever. it probably wasn’t even that fun

Haruomi - 12:43 Is that so…

Kanata - 12:43 we both said it was just as boring as usual

Nayuta - 12:44 by the way, this is totally off-topic, but where are you right now?

Haruomi (who’s with Chisei apparently) - 12:45 We’re both travelling abroad on our bikes at the moment.

Kanata - 12:46 hah?

Nayuta - 12:47 i mean that’s nice and all but i don’t care, when are you coming back?

Haruomi - 12:47 Haven’t decided yet. We’re considering returning home temporarily if and when we want to write some music.

Nayuta - 12:48 what the hell, without Raimentei there’s barely anywhere to eat 'round here

Kanata - 12:49 right. why would you do this to us?

Haruomi - 12:50 Just be patient. That’s all I can say for now.

Kanata - 12:50 fine. then, are we finished here?

Nayuta - 12:51 we don’t have anything else to talk about, we’re good to leave right?

Haruomi - 12:52 No problem. See you at the next REC session.

[mrbeastimagines-3]

ouuu. could you write a nolan x reader where the reader and him meet in one of those “ages 1-100 compete for money” videos, and the reader catches nolan’s eye because she’s so silly and stays goofing off!

( :0 yes ofc!!! )

Love at First Challenge

NolanHansen x fem!Reader

suggestion by: @ieatedyourcrayons

ft. nolan, y/n (25), mack, karl, + jimmy !!

tw: cringe.

y/n: your name

h/c: hair color

e/c: eye color

y/b/f: your best friend (irl)'s name

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Nolan's POV

"Another day, another filming session-" Is what Nolan thought. He wasn't too hyped about this video that's for sure, but Jimmy *insisted* on making another "1-100" video since it did so well before.

Nolan did enjoy his job, though. He was just bored. Jimmy didn't exactly let the crew do anything, so there was nothing much for him to do during filming, other than monitor the capsules.

Today was the first day of the video. Nolan, Mack, and Karl were all walking around, asking how different challengers felt about this video. From across the warehouse, Mack was currently talking to contestant 25. As Nolan briefly glance over, he spotted you.

You were a generally pretty person, but Nolan was immediately awestruck. The way your H/C hair blew beneath the AC, the way your eyes shimmered under the florescent lights, Nolan seemed to feel more and more attracted to you.

But your looks weren't all, it was also the way you smiled. Your tone of voice. The way you'd answer each of Macks questions caught him in a trance. You were funny. Silly, even. You seemed to be having the time of your life and Nolan was here for it, staring endlessly at your capsule.

Karl suddenly walked up behind Nolan, giggling as he speaks. "Dude what are you doing-" Karl raises his eyebrow as Nolan immediately bolted his head in Karl's direction.

"Holy crap Karl-" Nolan groans, embarrassed. "you scared me-" Nolan then almost immediately glances back at your capsule, which Mack had now left. Karl shook Nolan in attempt to pay attention to their conversation.

"Nolan are you crushing on 25-?" He laughs, as Nolan's cheeks slowly grew hot.

"What? Pfft- no- I'm just- looking-" Nolan attempted to excuse Karl from asking anything else, but, failed.

"Go talk to her man!" Karl playfully punches Nolan in the shoulder.

"Leave me alone dude-" Nolan laughs with a groan as Karl grins before walking to a different row of people.

After a few more hours of Nolan coming and leaving the warehouse to check on contestants (cough cough, you), until finally building up the courage to talk to you.

He stepped towards your door, opening his mouth to say something, so you could turn to face him, but Jimmy suddenly announced the first challenge.

In a panic, Nolan just dashed away without you noticing. He silently cursed under his breath, as the first challenge went on.

After the challenge was over, you were luckily still in. Since it was almost night, Nolan decided to wait till tomorrow to talk to you, since you would probably be here for a long while...

The next day, Nolan and Karl came to the warehouse alongside Jimmy who was working on the next challenge. Nolan and Karl decided to do a race on who could talk to half of the group first.

"I can deal with 1-50 if you wa-" Karl began to suggest, until getting interrupted by Nolan. "Nope! No don't even worry about it. I'll do 1-50, you do 51-100"

Karl was hesitant before agreeing, yelling "I'm winning Nolan!!!" rushing towards the other side. Nolan immediately went to your capsule, knocking on the door. He wanted to, no, needed, to talk to you.

You perk up from whatever you were doing, walking over to the glass door with a smile. "Oh hi Nolan"

Nolan almost stopped working for a second, his voice failing him. "Oh hey-!" He let out a fake, shaky laugh before restoring himself. "Uh- how are you doing-?"

You raise your eyebrow about how suspicious he was being, but still smile. "Great-! I'm really glad I'm here like, so many people I get to meet, y'know?" You sat down on your bed, Nolan coming into the room.

"Good- good- uhm-" He hesitates before asking. "Anyone that you feel is like a threat to your game?"

You hesitate, before answering "32 is a bit of a threat towards me specifically but, y'know" You shrug. "Nobody's really hated me so far so yayyy"

Nolan gently smiles in relief. "Awesome! I'm gonna go talk to other people now I guess-" He regretted saying that, but he couldn't just let Karl win the race.

"Alright, it was nice talking to you Nolan" You smile. "It's a nice change of pace from Mack, so... Feel free to drop by whenever you can!"

Nolan's heart fluttered at that. Why were you so nice to him?

Y/N's POV

You were extremely happy about your interaction with Nolan. He had always been your favorite member, and it's been your dream to be on a video, especially with him.

You layed back down on your bed, as giddy as ever. Were you smiling? Maybe. Did someone notice? Yep.

24, your closest ally here, just woke up, and could notice your change in demeanor.

"Uh... What's going on-" Y/B/F said, rubbing their eye from sleep.

You look over at them through the glass, smiling. "Nothin" You attempted being casual. You were a grown woman, acting like your crush at school just asked you to the dance.

"Uh huh." Y/B/F rolled their eyes. "Sure."

"Fine.. Fine... Come closer to the glass." You sigh, giving in. Y/B/F moved their ear to the class as you whispered "Nolan talked to me"

Y/B/F pulled their ear away, looking at you unimpressed. "Wow. Nolan talked to you on a MRBEAST VIDEO. DUDE."

You winced at their change of voice. "Look I dont know-! I just-" You dreamily sigh, sinking back on the bed. "It felt special... Y'know?"

Nolan's POV

The next challenge started later that day, Nolan not being there for it since he was busy. But the entire time, he was worried you would get out. Even just thinking about you made him goofily smile and lose track of time, so he couldn't afford never seeing you again without saying goodbye.

Even though you met yesterday, he could already see a future, a life, with you. You were everything he could ever ask for, and he didn't even know your real name.

That evening, he went back to the warehouse, stepping in and seeing so many capsules gone from the previous challenge. He immediately panicked. Did you leave?! Were you voted out?! He then saw Mack and Karl step down from the stage.

"Hey Nolan" Mack says, giving Nolan a quick high five handshake thing (a/n: IM SORRY I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT IT'S CALLED).

Nolan nods. "Hi- uh- what'd I miss?"

Karl then spoke up. "Jimmy made sure a lot of people were voted out today for like, editing reasons, but I'm pretty sure your girlfriend is still here."

Nolan immediately perked up, not even responding when he ran to 25. He skidded up to the capsule, before noticing, you were miserable. A wash of worry goes over his face as he knocks on your door.

"Hey 25" He tries to smile, but saw how sad you looked. "What's... What's going on..?"

"Oh, Nolan, hi" 25 weakly smiled, as Nolan walked in and sat next to her.

"What's wrong?" He frowns, unaware of placing a hand on her shoulder which made you blush.

"24, uh, they got out..." You sigh. Nolan looked at her confused.

"Oh uhm.. Why is that such a big deal-?" He asked, worrying he could offend you.

"They were my best friend here I guess, and I'm just... Kinda alone now..." You sigh, putting your face in your knees.

"Well, uh.." He looks around the room, looking for something he could do to help you. "I'm still- here- for you-" He mutters. You let out a watery laugh, looking up at him with a smile.

"Well thanks Nolan"

He smiles back, you looking deep into each others eyes for what felt like forever. Suddenly, Karl shouted from the entrance door "NOLANNN! COME ON"

Nolan jumped, taking his hand off your shoulder. "I should go" He sighs, stepping towards the door.

"Alright... See you tomorrow Nolan"

"See you tomorrow 25" He smiles.

"Wait uh-" You stand up and grab his wrist. "Call me Y/N."

Nolan's cheeks turned pink at that as he smile. "I- okay- see you tomorrow Y/N".

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( little cliffhanger for you guys >:] i hope u liked this.!!! my first nolan centered fic- i hope I did him well enough for u guys )

( anyway this was so much fun to write! thank you @ieatedyourcrayons once again for suggesting this!! PLEASE SUGGEST ME MORE *￣3￣ )

anyway goodbye my simps :D

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SUMMARY OF ALL ARKANIS POVS

DAY 49 & DAY 50 — 21/10/2024 & 22/10/202

DAY 51 — 21/10/2024

The "normal" day in Valigma quickly starts to get weirder.

Some houses in Valigma are completely vandalized, with ferns inside and outside.

While tending to his base, Choke hears Julia's voice out of nowhere. The voice is stranger and darker than usual.

After this event, Choke begins to be observed by the Intern, that disappears as soon as it is noticed. Soon after the sounds, voices coming from a werewolf are also heard, followed by lightning.

Moments later, while walking near City Hall, Choke sees the sky change color to red, panicking enough for her to text other specialists. Looking for answers, she goes to the Big Tree That Sings and asks the tree about Bia. The tree says that Bia traveled in search of Lankyas and would return tomorrow.

After the sky has returned to normal, Choke receives a visit from Bagi, Quel and Maethe asking about the red sky.

As they talk, Bagi receives a book from Hugo, saying that he regrets not getting in touch with Bagi as much and says that he got help from a forum to decrypt various information. At the end of the book there is a link to a photo on Imigur and Hugo says that he hopes "this crap" helps her.

During more conversations, discoveries and theories, Guaxinim appears to talk too.

Suddenly, an advertisement saying "Whoever finds Meiaum will win J$1,000.00" and all the specialists start the hunt for the hidden specialist.

In the end, no one can find Meiaum, making him automatically win the game and receive the reward.

After losing, Guaxinim, Bagi, Choke, Quel and Maethe meet again to talk and theorize. Suddenly a message appears in everyone's vision ("The moon calls for Guaxinim") and the sky turns red again.

As soon as the sky turns red and the full moon is fully visible, Guaxinim transforms into a werewolf and starts attacking everyone nearby.

Before he can cause more chaos, the werewolf quickly leaves the place. The group finds him again, now locked in a room already transformed into a human again, and he says he is very sick and in pain because of what happened.

After Guaxinim recovers, everyone goes to the room to talk and one of the entities, known as Bala Laika, appears a few times very quickly.

Bagi talks to Guaxinim about the strange conversation she had with Wuant about Hugo and they start a conversation about the new file Bagi received and the theory of Araldo being the Great Thief.

She finishes sharing her information (Saying goodbye to the group before leaving) and quickly exchanges ideas with Himaru about some of the things that happened, with he telling Bagi the real name of “Mr. plant”: Samir.

They head to Pac's house to analyze what could be the reason his house was destroyed and full of ferns and they find some heads of Dryads (Creatures very connected with Samir). He had implied that if someone killed them there would be consequences. Bagi and Himaru come to the conclusion that all the houses that were destroyed are the houses of people who killed some Dryads.

Bagi, Himaru and Guaxinim get together and talk about Wuant acting strange and Araldo's plans.

After an bunch of messages between Guaxinim and Wuant, the trio go after Wuant on the island of Apuapu/Old Dome Island, more specifically, on the Captain's boat. They revisit the boat and the island's factory/laboratory, and inside they find several ferns again.

Heading to the island's Giant Tree, Bagi and Himaru take a look at Moah's house and decide to leave him a letter. They write a letter saying they need help to understand Valigma, that they don't agree with anyone and that they want to help him.

Guaxinim returns from his little exploration while the two were writing the letter and the trio starts talking again. They return to Valigma again and pass by the place where Amora was found, then going to Geraldo's house (The former owner of Júlia's store). They go back to Guaxinim's house to talk.

(Bagi talks about his distrust in Geraldo, theorizing about him and Araldo being the same person.)

Himaru then tells the three about Mayor Jota's house and they all go there.

While exploring the surroundings of the house, the trio find a building protected by a large dome (This appears to be the temple that Choke now protects), with Bagi wasting no time in trying to get through the dome by exploding a nuclear bomb under the place.

Mona appears and helps Bagi detonate another bomb.

Himaru spots Bia or Choke inside the building and Bagi goes to the surface to investigate the place, but they end up finding neither of them.

(Choke sees Himaru and Bagi outside the dome and tries not to be seen, texting them that she is on a exploration with JVNQ).

DAY 52 — 22/10/2024

The day in Valigma begins with Pac doing a little trolling using a fake mask and a voice modulator to pretend he has a real mask.

He meets with Febatista, who tells him that the other day he was teleported to Araldo's office and the two talked in his new factory far from Valigma. He also claims to have received several items from Araldo, as well as a base on the Moon.

Apparently, AuAu will also run for mayor.

ValNews finally has its first edition released!

Febatista puts some books in the mail chest at the ValNews studio telling about Gabepeixe's (non-existent) passion for Araldo. Good old fake news.

Guaxinim transforms back into a werewolf and attacks Choke, who is saved by Guhzera.

Choke calls Pac at her house to tell him about Bia taking her somewhere and says there was a book there that Pac was interested in. She is unable to give her the book as Maethe suddenly appears.

After Julia started talking more, Quel and Guaxinim try to make Coreano lose his fear of talking to her.

Ratomanu appears to Pac and says that it was Maethe and Gnomeu who vandalized his house, helping Pac get revenge by placing cheese in Maethe's house.

In search of gossip for the newspaper, Pac is interrogated by Guaxinim, who asks him about (the level of) his relationship with Mayor Jota. After a bout of jealousy, Raccoon gives Pac a kiss and leaves.

Pac and Guhzera start a war of vandalism at each other's houses.

After Gabepeixe questions Choke about the Bibliotekanya/The Temple, she reveals that it was possibly the place where they trained her. Choke breaks down the dome barriers so others can enter the place, following the rules of not stealing, not exploding and not bringing pets (Choke explains that she didn't bring Gabepeixe to the temple before because of the insecurity she has about Gabe's decisions throughout his journey so far).

The place is full of books and the specialists don't waste time reading each one of them. Suddenly Bia appears, demanding respect for the place.

After much interrogation, one of the specialists tells him about Moah being alive and Bia wants to know where he is. Guaxinim then gives her a pão de queijo, saying that it was Moah who gave it to him.

After a lot of conversation, Bia and Coreano make an agreement.

At his Senpai's dojo, Gabepeixe discovers that an Obstinate is approaching. He asks his Senpai about Bia and he responds that he respects her too much.

[Sorry for the delay, guys! My week changed in a blink and I didn't have much time to catch up on everything. I'm sorry if this summary is a little too shallow- A LOT happened.

If you have any wrong/missing information, please tell us!]