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igot-the-juice · 5 months

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Serenity - Chapter 4

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Summary - Vulgaria was a remote country, held its own beauty quite unlike others. Everything about it was peculiar. The village, the castle, the people. In the village sat a rather famed tailor shop, and the recluse that was its head seamstress unknowingly caught the eye of a notorious henchman of the barbaric Baron Bomburst. Accepting a tempting offer, what was supposed to be a simple project began to meddle with her already disorganized family, and little did she know her sanity would soon follow.

Mary woke up with a start, gasping as she shot up in her bed.

Her bed…?

Had it all just been a dream? Did she really sneak out last night? She looked around, seeing her bag lying on the floor. She remembered the majority of what happened other than a few moments that were foggy to her in her tired state. She remembered riding the horse back to the village, but nothing after that.

She felt foolish letting her guard down so easily. Especially around someone with such a reputation. He didn’t seem to wish her any harm though, he didn’t seem to have any ill intentions at all. That’s what they’d want you to think, though, isn‘t it?

Her mind continued to argue with itself endlessly as she began her normal routine. Freshen up, dress, eat breakfast, open the shop. It was nothing but clockwork. However, she didn’t fail to notice her mother moving slower than usual. And her father’s uncharacteristically careful eye on the ill woman. Another thing among many for Mary to worry about.

Once the shop opened she immediately received her first customer which happened to be possibly the most ill-mannered woman in their area, Madame Caffe. Mary made sure to make the woman’s adjustment especially hasty.

“One lev, please -“

“Yes, I know. I come here nearly every month in case you’ve forgotten.” The grouch of a woman practically slammed the money on the counter, speeding off with her skirt.

Once finished she took care of what other customers came during the morning bustle, then disappeared into the shop when she finally caught a break. She began setting out supplies she knew she already had for the catcher’s - Reuben’s - new piece. It wasn’t much, but it was better than nothing.

“Another project?” Her mother voiced with a wink, taking a seat at the center table of the shop. It was the first time she came downstairs in two days. It was very much unlike her as Mary used to always have to shoo her away from work. Mary just giggled, deciding not to pry.

“You know I can’t help myself.” The smile her mother offered would melt anyone who looked upon it.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way, liebling.” In the background her father eyed the two of them suspiciously, feeling as if they knew something he didn’t. He may have been a drunk, but he wasn’t stupid. And he intended to use that to his advantage.

“Your projects are the reason our business is going to the rats.” He grumbled as he sipped on his bourbon.

“Charles, you know as well as I that if it wasn’t for her projects we would’ve been with far less than rats.”

“Well, if she would focus more on the customers and less on her silly costumes we’d be out of this hellhole.” Mary continued working with her back to the two of them, breathing growing heavier as her tense lips downturned.

“Oh, don’t be ridiculous. If you didn’t keep spending our money on alcohol we could have already been somewhere nicer. And besides, no one ever leaves this town if not to leave the world itself one way or another.“ Her mother’s voice began to gain volume in frustration. “We’re better off than half the people in the village, at least be grateful for that. And it’s all thanks to our daughter’s silly costumes!”

Deafening silence followed. The air grew thick. Tears began to prick Mary’s eyes in fear of what was to come. Never had her mother yelled. It filled Mary with an anxiety she couldn’t control. Chaos ensued in the background, her father’s yelling catching her attention.

She whipped around to face the scene. Her mother was now on the floor, her father lunging at her once more to grab her by her bun. Tears began to steadily stream down both women’s faces, Mary frozen in place. Her mother began to cough uncontrollably, grabbing onto the cloth over her chest in search of relief.

“Stop!” Mary shouted in desperation, but it was futile. He began to scream in her mother’s face, practically pinning her to the table by her head. “Pa, stop!” Those who heard the commotion began to sneak peeks into the shop, watching as simple bystanders rather than interfering. Mary’s heart raced in fear for the frail woman whose eyes began to close. “Stop it, Pa!” Mary screamed.

Her mother’s struggle came to a complete stop, body limp. It wasn’t until then that Charles let go. His eyes grew wide, glazing over as he carefully set her on the floor. They waited. And waited. Then he felt a faint pulse. He sighed in relief, cradling her close to him.

As for Mary, she continued to panic. Her father had terrible fits, but none where he would put either of them in mortal danger. She had never felt more terrified in her entire life. Her panting soon filled the room and she flinched when her father looked up at her. Before she could decipher what his expression even was she was out of the shop, wandering off to who-knows-where.

She wiped her face with the back of her hand, but it was no use as it continued to flood. The villagers in her path leapt out of the way as she ran, getting herself as far away from the shop as possible. As a road that led outside the town became visible she slowed to a speedy walk, clutching her chest as her mother had as a last resort of comfort. As Mary neared the edge she held onto the wall for support, the intensity of it all making her feel lightheaded and weak.

She closed her eyes and paced the road to slow her breathing, using techniques her mother showed her when she was younger and the attacks were more frequent. But no matter how hard she tried it just didn’t seem to work. She took a deep breath as her heartbeat filled her ears. Her hands cupped them, ran along her forehead, clutched her dress. Anything.

But just as she felt another surge of panic begin to grow she felt a hand on her shoulder. She whisked around in a fright, jumping away from the source when she saw Reuben standing there with his face scrunched together in confusion and…worry? Behind him was the carriage.

Quickly she dried her face, sniffing as she turned it away from him in embarrassment.

“What happened?” He asked, his voice taking on a darker, yet more careful tone than usual.

When she didn’t answer he sighed, looking down the street that she came from with a squint. He then looked back over at her as she closed in on herself and rested a hand on her back, beginning to guide her over to the box seat of the carriage.

“Sit.” Reuben urged when he felt her hesitate and helped her up. He stayed on the ground and leaned against the cage to allow her some space. He made sure to glare down anyone who dared to follow her or peer over at them, sending them directly back to where they came from.

“My mother.” He looked over at Mary. She looked over at him, eyes red and beginning to swell from the crying. “He almost killed my mother.” She whispered weakly.

“Your father?” Mary nodded. Not one to sympathize, he surprised himself as he felt his blood begin to boil. How Mary was able to tolerate living with such a man was beyond him, but it wasn’t as if she had a choice.

“She, um,” She motioned to her chest area, finding her words. “She has a heart condition,” her voice cracked. “And she - she raised her voice at him and he attacked her and she just -“ She took a breath to try and calm herself. “She just went limp. But he found a pulse once he realized what had happened.” Mary looked up and around, eyes wide with worry. “I shouldn’t have run away - I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t have left her with him -“

“If you didn’t run away he would’ve done the same to you.” Reuben pressed, not wanting her to return to such a place so soon after what happened. “Don’t get ahead of yourself.” Slowly he climbed up to sit next to her and gently peeled her hands away from herself, looking her dead in the eyes. “Your mother would surely understand. She wouldn’t want you putting your life in danger.”

Mary looked away, unsure if she should believe him. Why was he even bothering to comfort her? He certainly didn’t have an obligation to. Yet at the same time, similar to the night before, she felt comfortable. Maybe that was the reason he was a child catcher. People were so easily fooled by his compassion that they failed to see he had an ulterior motive. But what motive would he have in her case? Had she offended the barons unknowingly and he was luring her in?

The possibilities were endless and there was even a chance she was worrying over nothing. He was a human being just as everyone else was, after all. One with questionable morals, but human nonetheless. He had a life outside of being the barons’ henchman and it was something that the villagers failed to acknowledge. For Mary, however, it was the only reason she was able to trust him thus far.

Or was it because someone had finally noticed her?

#child catcher #child catcher x oc #chitty chitty bang bang #chitty chitty bang bang x oc #x oc #x reader

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theloniousbach · 2 years

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COUCH TOURING WITH CAFFE LENA TV

BRUCE MOLSKY/MAEVE GILCHRIST, 23 MARCH 2023

BEPPE GAMBETTA, 24 MARCH 2023

This venerable Saratoga Springs, NY, folk club has a fairly robust apparatus for streaming concerts and I have enjoyed Vieux Farka Toure and the Old Blind Dogs from them with minimal incident. BRUCE MOLSKY, starting yet another interesting project with harper MAEVE GILCHRIST, and BEPPE GAMBETTA are, like the Dogs, old Focal Point favorites. That they were on successive nights was unusual, but sure, let’s do it.

There were some temporary glitches the first night (and I had some on a different device from usually reliable Small’s Live Tuesday night), sadly, the BEPPE GAMBETTA show froze repeatedly requiring reboots and the stream seemed to skip like warped vinyl. I closed it off halfway through the second set. Both shows will be available for another week, so I may give them as shows a second chance, but I will hesitate before reupping with Caffe Lena TV.

That disappointment comes because my expectations for these artists is so high. We got to see BRUCE MOLSKY at the Hiawatha Music Festival while on vacation last summer in concerts, dances, and workshops and he still makes it to the Focal Point. He is such a solid fiddler, full of technique and taste. Like Kevin Burke among others, he makes it seem effortless and it sneaks up on you that he actually just did something amazing. He is proudly an old time fiddler and yet he plays with Balkan, Irish, Finnish, Cajun,and Swedish musicians, bringing his tradition in conversation with the others and seamlessly playing the other musics too. So now he’s working with MAEVE GILCHRIST who is from Scotland but has Irish relatives (not, I think, a typical Scotch Irish story). This was hardly Scottish tune>old time medleys, though they did begin with a deliberate Irish air that settled into an old time tune. There were songs, contemporary but with tradition (Kate Rusby, a telling of an Australian shipwreck, Nic Jones, LInda—not Richard—Thompson) and Finnish, Shetlands (Fully and Newly Rigged Ship!!) and Metis tunes to go with the old time and Celtic elements.

They are heading out for some gigs and then a festival, but this seems to have been the tour opener. There was a bit of a settling in early as the fiddle found a way around the harp, but they worked that out. The banjo worked out more immediately, interestingly enough. Gilchrist has a fine voice and sense of tunes and songs, but it’s a weird instrument. Still she gave it some drive and it is after all somewhere between a guitar and a piano. I will always be interested in what Molsky does, so I’m glad we got to see this effort.

BEPPE GAMBETTA is a guitar geek’s dream—amazing flatpicking, certainly inspired by Doc Watson, but incredibly wide ranging. We gave up after he played a Verdi aria that he played at Doc’s visitation. He also did a couple of tunes from his collaboration with David Grisman celebrating Italian mandolin music (requires a Maybelle Carter approach to translate the duets to one guitar) and songs in Italian. One told an Italian outlaw tale not unlike Randall Collins which he also did. He mentioned Watson several times and we came back from one pause in the middle of a Blue Railroad Train>Brown’s Ferry Blues>Nashville Blues. But that, the Norman Blake tune, and an outro fiddle tune refracted through his part time residence in New Jersey, Fuhgedda About Me Not were the main bits of bluegrass/old time-y music. But even those were refracted through his harmonic complexities. His guitar instrumentals, though flat picked, struck me more related to the John Fahey/Leo Kotke fingerstyle tradition. As such they are even more amazing.

The above comments are, alas, not based on a full, uninterrupted version of the concert. Over time, the irritation will dissipate and I’ll think I have a sense of Beppe Gambetta 2023. But, for now, I’m aggravated and disinclined to return to Caffe Lena even as I want to keep checking in on the wonderful world of music The Focal Point opened up to us Kleindorfs and not just defaulting to jazz.

#concert review #couch tour #Caffe Lena TV

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angrygiveralpaca · 2 years

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2023 Guide: on how to start a career in ml

Starting a career in Machine Learning (ML) can be a lucrative and rewarding experience. With the rise of technology, businesses and organizations are constantly looking for experts who can help them harness the power of ML. In this article, we will guide you on how to start your career in ML.

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aackxrmxn · 3 years

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CHAPTER TWO: Healing Nicely - You're Ours Mesh'la (NSFW) Bad Batch Series

Warnings: Established poly relationship, unprotected sex, slight choking kink, oversensitivity, slight hair pulling kink, Crosshair being mean ASF at the end :(, swearing, being called inappropriate names.

Plot: With your foot healing nicely, and time off from your duties, Tech and Hunter patiently wait for their promised time to spend with you.

Word Count: 3.7K+

Pronouns of Reader: She/Her

Gender of Reader: Female

Pairing: Hunter x Reader, Tech x Reader, Crosshair x Reader, Echo x Reader, Wrecker x Reader.

Author's Note: I'm back and better than ever! Welcome to the Tech and Hunter chapter! This chapter is probably poorly written (as I may have written this too late at night), but I still hope you enjoy the content! Once again, don't forget to like it and reblog as they help immensely! If I have forgotten any triggers/warnings, please let me know and I will add them. Strikethroughs mean the chapter is still being worked on, so keep in tune for when it is released! Happy reading!

THIS SERIES: << Chapter One: The Incident || Chapter Three: Waiting Patiently >> OTHER: << Masterlist || Wattpad || Tiktok >>

Taglist: @lackofhonor, @spp2011, @cynderquest (fill this form out to be added to taglist! Strikethroughs mean I couldn't tag you for whatever reason).

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You woke to a sudden jolt, the ground shaking slightly. That's when you heard the annoyed voice of Crosshair, "Wrecker, will you quit it? Some of us aren't as cheery as you in the mornings." He grumbled and you rolled in your bed, the covers twisting around you as you opened your eyes.

You saw Crosshair sitting at the seats in the middle of the room, eyebrows furrowed together as he sipped the hot coffee in his mug. He was wearing just his blacks, but without a shirt and you bit your lip.

"See something you like, princess?" He asked suddenly and you giggled as you closed your eyes and rolled to your back before throwing the blankets off you and stood up. Tech and Echo were still asleep, snoring lightly beside you, Hunter was probably in the refresher as you saw the door closed and the dull red light showing the words of 'occupied'.

Slowly walking over to Crosshair, you took a seat next to him. He didn't turn to face you, but you saw the subtle hint of a smirk on his face. "Good morning, love." You whispered in his ear and kissed his cheek. He closed his eyes at the contact.

"AW, what about me?!" Wrecker basically yelled, scarring Echo awake and Tech groaned and rolled to face the wall, slamming his pillow over his ears.

"Sh," both you and Crosshair hissed and Wrecker shyly apologised. "Come 'ere, big boy." You opened your arms and Wrecker took to opportunity to pick you up and spin you around playfully.

You kissed his chin as he set you down and felt another pair of hands on your hips then. You turned and gawked at the sight of wet-haired Hunter with no bandana on. "There any hugs left for me?" He asked and you happily leant into his arms and snuggled into him as his arms wrapped around you tightly.

"Good morning, Hunter." You whispered, knowing his was particularly sensitive to sound in the mornings; Wrecker probably not helping with his oversensitivity.

"Morning, cupcake." The nickname made you smile with a curiosity, cupcake... You had never been called that before. You heard Crosshair sniggered before getting up from the seat and making his way to the kitchen.

You pulled away to inspect Crosshair getting another cup of caff, yeah, he was the coffee addict in the Batch. "Never been called that before." You said with a giggle as you looked up at the tattooed man.

"Get used to it." He whispered, he then leant down to your ear, "unless you want to be called something a little more... degrading." You practically moaned at how deep and husky his voice was against your ear.

He leant back up then with a smirk and you squirmed in his arms still wrapped around you. "I wouldn't be opposed to the name, Sarge." His smirk widened, a darkness covering his eyes and you wriggled out of his grasp and walked over to the kitchen with Crosshair.

You placed a hand on his back and hugged him from behind as you saw he was turning on the stove to make eggs. He stiffened under your touch and pulled away quickly. You frowned, watching as he went to get the other ingredients.

"Don't take it too personally, Crosshair isn't much of a cuddlier." Tech then said beside you and you jumped a little, not realising his was there. You calmed down then and leant into his side. "I see your leg looks a little better. Angling your foot definitely had sped up the healing process."

You looked down at your leg as well, "y- yeah, it doesn't hurt too bad today." You said and smiled up at the genius of a man. "What do you have planned for today?" You asked then as he helped you to the chair where you sighed into as Tech turned on the warmer.

"Nothing really, maybe fixing up some of my incomplete projects. Crosshair, Echo and Wrecker were going see some of the markets that the Kaminoans had put together." Tech explained, kneeling down to inspect your swollen ankle and you winced as he unwrapped it.

"That's today?" You asked. "So this would be our first year anniversary of meeting each other?"

Every rotation, the Kaminoans put up some stalls in the cafeteria for the clones. It was basically the clones day off from duties and they could have fun with some of the games that were there. You remembered last rotation you had taken Jesse and Fives there and played 'tag and go'. Let's just say, some of the Kaminoans didn't like you breaking the chairs and tables as you leaped over them and hid. That was the same day you ran into Echo by accident, him splattering apologies left and right as he spilt his red, frozen drink all over you. You had laughed it off and he soon joined in too, and the other Batch members stood by him. It was a good day, and a day you wouldn't forget.

"Technically, yes." He said as he rotated your ankle slowly and softly. "I will give you some time with the compression wrap off to give your foot some air to breath." Tech stood then and went over and grabbed you a large cup of coffee. You felt the chair beside you dip then and turned to the other side to see Echo looking at you with adoration in his beautiful honey eyes.

"Good morning," he greeted and leant in slowly to press a kiss to your temple, hesitant like you were going to push him away. "Are you going to come and join us?" He then looked at your foot, realisation covering his face and he apologised.

"Echo, baby, don't apologise. You apologise too much," You giggled as you placed a hand on his stomach gently and leaned towards him to kiss his lips. He basically whimpered into your mouth and melted against you. "But no, I think I might chill out here today if you don't mind."

"Of course not, ma'am." He said and you giggled at the name. First cupcake, and now ma'am? It warmed your heart.

You leant into his ear then, "you know where you could call me that?" Echo's cheeks heated up drastically and he stuttered as he was about to speak, but Wrecker's hands came down on the back of the chair, almost tipping it with you and Echo seated on it.

"You ready, Echo?" He asked loudly, and Echo cleared his throat before nodding, giving you one glance back at you before getting up.

"The only reason why I'm going is because Kix said there was sniper gear there." Crosshair said, his usual scowl on his face. "Don't you dare bring me into any of your games." He warned Wrecker, pointing an accusing finger at him.

They left then and Tech handed you the caff he made before going over to his bunk and began fiddling with some wires and a piece of metal. "You're not going?" You asked Hunter as he sat beside you.

"No, I don't think I could handle it this rotation. It's too loud there, I barely survived last rotation." He explained and threw an arm over your shoulders and bought you closer to him. There was a silence then, just the quiet hum of Tech's gear as he continued to work on something. "So, we calling you mesh'la now?"

You laughed then, Tech looking over at you with a small smile. "Looks like it." You said and closed your eyes as you sipped the hot coffee, a small moan leaving your lips as the incredible taste. "Plus, I thought you wanted to call me cupcake, now?" You shot back and watched as Hunter's eyes made their way to your lips.

"Depends," he started, "cupcake is for the sweet and innocent you, mesh'la when you're being good, and well... something else if you've been bad."

"What if I'm extra bad?" You whispered then, watching how he licked his lips and his eyes roamed your face. "Would I be your dirty little slut?" You taunted.

You gasped as Hunter suddenly laid you back on the couch and giggled as his eyes dilated. "You better watch your mouth, mesh'la."

"I thought I was being called that when I was good." You commented, wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing him closer to you. "Why not call me your dirty little slut?" You asked huskily as Hunter groaned in your ear and nipped lightly at the sensitive skin under it. You fluttered your ears closed at the sensation.

"What? You wanna be a dirty little slut for us?" You moaned as he spoke against your neck and licked up it, leaving a hot trail in his wake. "Wanna be a good girl for us, or be a dirty little whore?"

You opened your eyes and made eye contact with Tech and smirked. "Depends if Tech will eat me out this time." You felt the wetness pool between your legs, hot and heavy breaths coming from your mouth as Hunter went lower, his damp hair on your skin setting fire in your belly.

He tugged your shirt off then, revealing the smooth skin of your stomach. "Maker," Hunter sighed, hands sprawling out on your stomach. "You're so beautiful." You blushed at his comment and felt Tech lift your head so he could situate himself there, your head in his lap.

Hunter ventured further, hands now kneeding the tops of your thighs and your wriggled impatiently before he took your sleep shorts off, careful of your injured foot. "Hunter," You slurred, you panted as you felt his fingers rub you over your underwear.

"Be patient, mesh'la." Tech mumbled, eyes transfixed on your squirming form beneath him. You tried to stop moving, grabbing onto Tech's pyjama pants as you felt your underwear being slowly pulled down from you.

"Maker," Hunter breathed again at seeing your already soaked core in front of him. "Every part of you is truly gorgeous, cupcake." He practically groaned as he began to kiss your inner thighs.

A shaky breath came from your throat at the contact, "please Hunter, don't tease." You begged, hands moving to cup his cheek. He looked up you with a glint in his eyes before slowly leaning in to lick up your pussy, never breaking eye contact.

The air left your lungs, feeling the sensation of Hunter's tongue on your lower lips and threw your head back against Tech's body. "Fuuuck, that's so good." You moaned as he circled the tip of his tongue around your clit. You whined as Tech's hand came down to kneed the soft plushiness of your breasts.

"Kriff, she's definitely not going to last." Tech pointed out as he noted how your body jolted when Hunter firmly sucked your clit into his mouth.

Hunter pulled back then, "I'd rather her cum on something else." He said darkly and stripped from his clean blacks he put on not long ago. "Is that okay with you, cupcake?" He asked as you saw his semi-hard cock being freed from his pants. You bit your lip and nodded at him, never taking your eyes off as he began to stroke his cock. He gently grabbed your jaw then, lifting your head to peer into his chocolate brown eyes. "I need you to say it, cupcake."

"Yes please, Hunter." You whimpered into his hand, spreading your legs wider for him to rest into.

"That's a good girl, mesh'la." Tech said huskily above you and you saw the dark glint in his eyes as well.

Hunter ran the tip of his cock through your folds and moaned quietly. "Want to let you know," he began, eyes fluttering closed, "that my enhanced abilities may not make me last too long."

You smiled up at him, cupping his face and bringing him down for a sloppy kiss. "That's okay, just do however much you're comfortable with." You said and he smiled back at you before completely sinking into you.

A hoarse moan made it past your lips, echoing in the room. Hunter grunted, resting his head into your neck before he began to move. "Oh, kriff-!" He moaned, feeling how you gripped around his cock snuggly.

Tech groaned as you peered up at him, hand reaching out to move a piece of stray hair from your face. Hunter leant up then so he was on his knees and began to thrust into you faster, causing you to moan louder.

"That's it, moan louder for us." Hunter gasped, face already flushed. His hands gripped the tops of your thighs again and pulled you down further on his cock, reaching deep within you; just as Crosshair had done the day before.

Tech leant over you then, fingers nimbly coming in contact with your clit and rubbed small and firm circles on it, causing a throaty groan to come out both yours and Hunter's mouth.

Hunter's hips snapped harder up into you and you heard the squelching sounds of your wetness coating his cock and whimpered quietly. Hunter began babbling incoherent sentences, thrusts becoming sloppy, "Cyare, not gonna-"

You moaned at the name, it somehow rolling off his tongue beautifully, even if you didn't know what it meant. "Please cum Hunter, cum inside me and fill me up!"

Hunter's hips stuttered then, a particularly loud moan coming from his mouth, deep and rich. "Karking- Y/N!" He spilled inside you, stopping his movements and letting his hot seed coat the inside of your walls. You moaned at the feeling of being used in this way.

Hunter shuddered as he slumped against you, heavy breaths leaving his lips. You stroked his hair, fingers massaging his scalp and he continued shuddering above you. "You okay, Hunter?" You whispered in his ear and he turned his head to the side to see you, an exhausted smile creeping up on his face.

"Y- Yeah, though I can't say the same about Tech." He said with a raspy voice and you almost forget that Tech was here, and looked up at him.

"If you don't mind, I would like my turn now." He said, voice probably just as shaky as Hunter's and you saw him palming himself through his pants, an obvious tent showing. Hunter slowly got off you, softened cock slipping out of you which caused you to whine, you hadn't yet cummed.

You nodded and Hunter moved off towards the bathroom, probably wanting to clean himself off. Tech moved so he was where Hunter was and took his pants off, throwing them absently on the floor.

"Baby," You whined, "get yourself some relief." You said and moaned as he ran his cock up and down your pussy so he was lubricated; not that you needed it. "Fuck..." You moaned as he slipped inside you then, your warmth completely enveloping him and he grunted as he pushed himself further inside you.

He leant down then, his face inches above yours and you resting your forehead against his. ""Can I move?" He asked then and you nodded desperately. He started with a softer pace, moaning as he pushed back inside of you.

You felt a hand on your head then and looked up at Hunter who gave you a warm smile before he disappeared again. Tech hit a soft spot inside you, and it snapped you back to reality and moaned loudly.

To quieten you, Tech kissed you, full of passion and hunger and his hips sped up more. You moaned again, into his mouth, before his tongue slipped past your lips and into your own.

Your hands reached up, wrapping around his neck and tugged at the strands of his hair there, causing an audible gasp to leave your lips. "Tech," You whimpered as he angled his hips higher, hitting an extra soft spot inside of you. You shook, feeling the heat of an orgasm bubbling to the surface, "Tech..." You warned then, nails digging into the back of his neck.

"That's right, mesh'la, I want you to cum around me. I want to feel you gush around my cock as I spill inside you." Tech spoke dirtily, and you gasped as he dived for your neck.

"Fuck, fuck, fuuuck." You chanted, legs tightening around his hips as you almost were tipped over the edge, all you needed was that extra push. "Tech, baby, please..." You were whining for more, anything more.

Tech sat up then, but never faltering his movements. His hand came around your throat then, squeezing it, but not as hard as what Crosshair had done. His other hand came down to rub your clit in furious circles and that's when you came. You shouted his name, the hand only wrapping around you tighter as a response and your whole body shook violently.

You heard Tech groan then, hips stuttering as Hunter's had done as he spilled himself inside of you. He grunted your name, releasing your neck to grab onto the chair to steady himself.

"Well, that was something." You heard the husky voice of Hunter then and finally opened your eyes to meet his chocolate brown ones above you.

"That was good." You huffed, still out of breath and felt Tech pull out. He and Hunter helped you sit up then before Hunter grabbed a cloth and began to wipe you down, eyes lingering on your cum-soaked cunt.

You took a breath, leaning into Hunter's side as you closed your eyes. "You want me to help you with a shower?" Tech asked and you opened your eyes to see the pilot with a warm smile on his face.

You giggled and nodded and he helped you towards the refresher. "I'll let you know if I need help." You told him, leaning up to kiss his cheek and you smiled again. He closed the door behind you and you looked at yourself in the reflection, eyes scanning over the love marks Tech had made there, and you giggled as you turned on the shower.

The hot water cascaded down your back and you moaned, delighted by the hot water relaxing your sore and used muscles. You heard the front door whoosh open then and Wrecker laughed loudly. You shook your head and laughed as you grabbed out your shampoo and began to wash your hair.

"You should have seen the food that was there!" He yelled, probably stuffing his face with whatever was there. "I saved mesh'la some! Where is she?"

"She's in the refresher, now be quiet." Hunter said, as you heard boots walking away from you. "Hey, don't go eating all of it! You said you were leaving some for Y/N."

"Oh, right... I forgot." Wrecker said, and you could already see his face drop.

"There wasn't any rifle gear there," Crosshair sniggered, "and I see you were busy."

"AW, did I miss out on that?" Wrecker asked, sounding upset.

Tech interrupted and cleared his throat. "It was a fair ordeal, we hadn't yet been with Y/N. Wrecker, don't be selfish."

"Real fun, you even spilt the coffee on the chair we just got." Echo noted and you felt a tinge of sadness creep within you and you quickly finished washing your hair and body.

You wrapped a towel around your head and body and stepped out of the refresher, everyone's eyes turning to you. Wrecker gawking at you the most. "I didn't mean to spill the coffee, I'm sorry."

"Hey, it's alright. Nothing Tech or myself can't clean up." Hunter said, stepping towards you and cupping your face between his palms. "Plus, it was our fault that it spilt, not yours." You smiled as he squished your cheeks playfully and leaned in to hug him.

"How touching..." Crosshair muttered, pulling out a new toothpick after throwing the other on the floor. "Well, remind me next rotation to not go to the markets if it means I can fuck Y/N."

"She's not a plaything," Echo said then and Crosshair scoffed.

"Yeah, and that's not what you thought when she willingly opened her legs for us?" He retorted and you shrunk back at what he said, hiding behind Hunter's body.

"Hey, don't say that about Y/N! She's gorgeous and stunning, and you should learn to respect her!" Wrecker shouted, shoving his brother.

Crosshair shoved him back, "Respect a whore that opens her legs for anyone? I think not." You wanted to cry, feeling hot tears make their way to the surface. "Plus, she's not even that good at anything, so why keep her around? Throw her out for the next man to fuck her."

Hunter spun then, punching Crosshair right in the face and making him stumble back at the suddenness of the impact. "Quit talking like that about her!" He shouted, never had you heard him raise his voice this much.

You stepped back, your back coming in contact with the door of the refresher. By now, tears had soaked your cheeks and your whimpered, catching Echo's attention.

"Hey, it's okay. Come here." He said softly and took a step forwards as Crosshair threw Hunter off him. You shook your head and quickly opened the door before slamming it shut behind you and locking it.

A shaky breath caught your lips as you slid down the door and onto the floor. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Hunter asked as more tears slipped from your eyes.

"Y/N?" Tech suddenly asked at the door.

"G- Go away." You whispered, sniffing.

"I have clothes for you." You took the clothes from Tech then, quickly opening the door before slamming it back shut again. You got dressed in the plain white shirt and black leggings he handed you and saw your teary reflection in the mirror.

You took a deep breath then, opening the door and saw Hunter still standing over Crosshair. Their eyes turned on you, and you tried your best not to slam the door again.

You limped your way over to the front door. "Where are you going?" Echo asked and you turned to face him.

"Away." You spat, "Don't follow me. And you," You pointed at Crosshair, "Don't you dare talk to me ever again!" And with that, you slammed the door in front of them all.

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lynn-writes-things · 4 years

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hi, i really love your writing! idk if you've gotten an ask like this before, but i was wondering if you could do the bad batch with a platonic s/o who is a droid reprogrammer for the republic? would it be ok if i asked it to be gender neutral? thanks if you can!

Thank you for the request!! I absolutely can do that! It’s a little bit short, I apologize!!

“No!” You yell, pointing a finger at Wrecker, who held the Gonk droid high above his head. “You put him down!” You laugh, and Wrecker grins.

“Or what?”

“Or, I’ll... I’ll be upset!” You argue weakly. “I’ve fixed that poor bastard more times than I can count!” You complain, and Wrecker laughs heartily as he lowers the poor droid back to the ground.

“Well, I wouldn’t want to make you upset.” He teases, and you roll your eyes, more than ready to get your hands on the destroyed battledroids so that they may be fixed up and reprogrammed to help serve the Republic. Every so often you’d program a couple to get laughs out of the boys, which always worked. However, this gonk droid was your favorite project, and was one that you always seemed to be working on, thanks to Wrecker.

You had salvaged an astromech at some point, and appointed it to your personal assistant. It would shock at the boys if they were bothering you, and if you needed a caff it would fetch one for you.

“Y/N?” Hunter’s voice sounds from behind you, and you stop your astromech from zapping him with a hand on it’s chrome head.

“Yeah?” You call back, turning to face him. You had to squint at the light of the hallway.

“When’s the last time you took a break?” He asks knowingly, and you huff out a weak laugh.

“It’s uh.. Been a minute?” You return coyly, and Hunter chuckles.

“Come on, your bed’s waiting for ya’.” He nudged your shoulder, and you got up from your workstation and followed him to the bunks, where you let your astromech roam free and tucked yourself into bed for the night. Hunter supervised to make sure you were staying in bed this time.

Tech kriffing loves to listen to you talk. He loves to sit around while you work, and if you give him instructions, he’s more than happy to help. In fact, he practically begs you to let him help with anything he can. Hell, Tech is even content to hold the flashlight while you work, just so long as he can observe what you’re doing. He records it all, and tries to follow along and learn the skills that you possess.

He finds you so fascinating.

If you let him, he’ll sit in your workstation with you all day long just learning everything that he can from you.

Crosshair and Hunter often have to bring you both to bed, because you’re both the same kriffing way about working until you literally pass out.

You have a habit of programming droids specifically to fuck with Crosshair. You program them to find him and poke and prod at him, knowing that he isn’t legally permitted to destroy them.

He almost can’t stand you, but the way that you can make him laugh like nobody else makes it impossible for him to truly dislike you. You’re more of an annoying little sibling to him.

“Don’t you have anything better to be turning these into?” He huffs in annoyance.

“I do! But, we’ve got hours before we even near the surface, so I’m having fun.” You answered, smile beaming up at him as he rolled his eyes and shoved you.

Echo is fascinated with you, and you with him. You convince him to let you take a look at his prosthetics, and you thoroughly inspect them all so you can have a better understanding of the mechanics involved.

Once, his arm stopped working, and you had to fix it. You began teaching him how to do basic maintenance on his limbs himself, which he’s thankful for.

Like Tech, he loves to sit in your workstation and watch you work - it’s not uncommon for both of them to be in there at the same time. You don’t complain, they make for very good company.

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psychedelic-ink · 4 years

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Welcome to the Coffee Shop of Wonders! ☕☕

I still can’t believe it but we’ve reached 1000 followers! It still baffles me to have come this far, I’m grateful for the people I’ve met here and the way tumblr has inspired me to chase my dreams once again and as a thank you I decided to host a little event (the pole results showed that you guys wanted an even but jokes on you I’m doing the giveaway anyway)

The reason for making it a Coffee Shop AU based event is that I’m obsessed and just love the idea of meeting someone there (♡°▽°♡)

Below the cut there are 20 prompts and you can choose once, when all the prompts are taken I’ll be closing my ask box! So 20 spots total!

Askbox open! You may send in your orders after you read this post!

Notice Board:

All my fandoms are welcome!

Please specify who is gonna be the barista or not in the AU, I’ve never done it before but I swear I’ll delete the requests who don’t specify.

Send me 3 prompts just incase and I’ll pick the one you favor the most.

Mind my regular rules! (clickable)

☕ For an extra dash of angst add alcohol to your order!

☕ For an extra dash of smut add cinnamon to your order!

Again thank you for the support and enjoy your visit at the Coffee Shop!

Affogato - clearly you’re going through a bad breakup because this playlist is the most depressing thing I’ve ever heard and I’m begging you please change it

Americano - I order the same thing as my boss in case something happens to their coffee and one day, you write your number on the cup I give to my boss

Caffe Latte - I hired you to make drinks not flirt with every customer that walks in and how dare you accuse me of jealousy, get back to work

Caffe Mocha - you were a dick to my coworker so I’ve been writing insults on your cups and why the hell do you keep coming back here anyway?

Cappuccino - I’ve been working on this essay/project/article/etc. for the last ten hours and I’ve barely moved so you come over to give me something to eat and ask if I’m okay

Cold Brew Coffee - you were rude so I insult you and you just left a $50 tip??? who the fuck do you think you are?

Espresso - this shop is really busy but I need their wifi, so could we share this table?

Caramel Macchiato - we’re working on our school project in this cafe and I’m pretty sure my group just figured out that I have a crush on you

Flat White - I’m on the worst blind/Tinder/Grindr date and you ‘accidentally’ dump a drink on my date to save me

Frappe - my umbrella broke and I just stepped into your shop soaking wet and you run upstairs to get me some towels from your apartment and I’m sorry I’m crying but this is the nicest thing that’s happened to me all week

Iced Latte - my AC isn’t working at my apartment so I’ve been spending most of my spare time here and using your wifi and I think you’re flirting with me

Irish Coffee - I’ve been sitting in the break room wondering how to ask you out on a date when you come in and announce you were just asked out by a customer

Ristretto - you’re staring at me and I don’t know why until you tell me I’ve been singing along to my music and I’m mortified because I didn’t realize

Latte Macchiato - I noticed you were on ao3 reading smut and when you go up to get something else to drink from the counter, I realize you’re reading the fic I posted twenty minutes ago

Espresso Con Panna - I’m hosting a food-eating contest to raise money for charity at my shop and you seem to have an endless stomach that makes me a little concerned

White Chocolate Mocha - you walk into my coffee just before close looking like a runaway bride/groom/princess/prince/royalty so I stick around to keep you company

Iced Peppermint mocha - I’ve been getting really creative with my foam art and I do some naughty-bits to amuse my coworker on their drink when you mistakenly take it and think I’m hitting on you

Pumpkin Spice Latte - I’m a witch barista and I charm your drink so that you have a better day

Vanilla Latte - you read tea leaves as a hobby so I always bring my cups to you when I’m finished

Dalgona Coffee - you dropped to your knee to tie your shoe but suddenly, people are congratulating us on getting engaged and we just scored free coffee so we roll with it

used prompt list is here

#1000 follower mini event #coffee shop au #one piece #black clover #bnha #banana fish #given #obey me!#coffee shop au event

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starlightsearches · 4 years

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Take Me Back

Here’s a request I got from @mitsuhkai!

I’m desperate for a story about a story between Kylo n Femreader, where the two were dating, everyone knows, but one night they have a huge nasty fight, end the relationship, Hux wanted to make a move with femreader, like a feral one, Kylo knows and try to take back Femreader. U know, something jealousy, smut, fluffy “Take me back, please”

Requests are open ✨

Kylo Ren X Fem! Reader “Take me back, please”

Warnings: Language

Your eyes burn as you stare into the projection—too dry for tears anymore. You blink away the sting and adjust the view, spinning the image so that you can focus on the back half.

“It’s very late,” the general comments, and you look up from your workstation for the first time all day, surprised to see that everyone else had already left—probably hours ago, given what time it is. You hadn’t even noticed, swallowed up in your work. Distracting yourself.

“Why are you still here, General?” you ask, saving the modifications you made to the TIE fighter design you were working on, and then shut down the panel. Despite all the work you had done, you didn’t feel tired in the slightest, which might have been caused by all the caff you had been drinking pretty much non-stop since you had woken up that morning. It makes you jittery—nervous—and the general’s presence is aggravating the feeling, like you’re holding on tight to a livewire.

“I was just finishing up some work of my own, and saw that one of the design bays was still active,” he replies, walking around your station, running a finger lightly over the edge, like he's searching for dust, before meeting your gaze, “I thought it would be you.” His eyes are sharp and focused—a predator’s stare—and you stiffen, turning to face him. It’s not rational to be afraid, but you still don’t want to know what might happen if you let your guard down.

“Why is that, sir?” Your heart beats erratically in your chest as he moves closer, but you know already why he would think that, and why he’s here. You can see it in his eyes.

“I wanted to know if you were alright.” He maintains the same distant tone, speaking casually, but now he’s close enough for you to see the sharp contours of his jaw, smell the cigarettes on his breath. Your back is to the control panel, and he rests his hand by your hip, closing the gap between you, holding you in place.

“We all know what happened, after all.” He studies you, waiting for a reaction, some kind of confirmation that his suspicions are correct. You sigh in frustration; of course he knew. Everyone on the ship knew, Ren had made sure of that. The last time you saw him he was headed to his shuttle, ignoring you as you called after him, ignited saber dragging along the walls as he went. He left you behind with all the wreckage. That had been a few days ago, and he still hadn’t returned. You couldn't stop seeing it over and over again, every time you closed your eyes. You had told him it was over. You still weren't sure if you had meant it.

“I don’t see why that’s any of your business, General,” you finally say, once again conscious of his intentions. He’s radiating heat, radiating power, as he leans over you—and while you’re not necessarily afraid—you’re also not sure if you like it.

“I’ve decided to make it my business,” he whispers, reaching up with his other hand, gently brushing a loose piece of hair behind your ear, tracing a finger down your neck before stopping at your collar bone. He waits before continuing, and you suck in a breath through your teeth, forcing yourself to think. While the general had made his desires clear, you’re having trouble figuring out his true motives. Had he always wanted you like this? Or were you just another pawn in his and Ren's petty squabble?

More importantly, is this what you want? You'd never really thought of the general in that way; but you have to admit that it would be nice to give into him, just for one night. It might even grant you a little satisfaction, given the men’s rivalry, a sort of fuck you to Ren for the hurt he had caused you. But you can't, not just yet.

“It’s late,” you say, placing the palm of your hand against to the general’s chest and pressing him back, “I should be returning to my quarters.” He steps away immediately, smoothing one hand over his uniform.

“Very well,” he says, circling around to your other side, leaning in close to whisper one final enticement, “if you change your mind, you know where to find me.” And then he walks out.

Your head is pounding all of a sudden—an unhealthy combination of stress, lack of sleep, and a potentially lethal amount of caff raging in a focal point behind your eyes. Before you had been restless, unable to even consider the possibility of sleep, and now your mind is fogged with exhaustion.

You take a long, slow sip from your canteen—water, this time—and breathe deeply through your nose. After a few minutes, your headache diminishes, and you begin the long trek back to your quarters. At this point, you might as well stay where you are, given how soon your next shift starts, but the promise of a bed, even for a few hours, is too tempting.

Your thoughts are occupied as you walk back to your quarters, not with Ren as they had been almost constantly for the last few days, but with the general. He’s created a strange longing, and it sits heavily in your stomach. You’d give anything to stop feeling so abandoned—to get rid of the sadness that had been coloring your days since Ren had gone. It would almost be worth it to go back to the general, if it meant not being so lonely. Almost.

When you turn the corner, he’s the first thing you notice. Ren, outside your door, waiting for you. He looks about as rough as you feel: the helmet is gone, and his face is smudged with dirt and grime. There’s blood as well, trailing down from his nose. He’s scowling; he must have sensed you coming. He must know about the general.

“Ren I’m really-” what were you going to say? Tired? Sorry? It doesn’t matter because he’s on you, swallowing the words before you can speak them, his mouth angry and needy and insistent and you’ve forgotten everything but desire as you reach into his hair, pulling him closer. He groans, and it’s a sound that you can feel move through your whole body. You’ve missed this. You need this.

He lifts you in his arms and your feet leave the floor as he pulls you closer, his head buried into the crook of your neck. This is crazy. Someone could see you. Someone might catch you here with him, and you could imagine how quickly that news would travel.

"Ren, wait," you say, but he's got you pinned against a wall now, and you’re distracted from your concerns for the time being.

"Take me back," he says into your mouth, and you hold on to him more tightly. You have to think about this. There's things you have to consider, like the argument, the one you had before he left. What had it been about again?

"Ren," you say again, and he finally pulls back, giving you the space you need to think. You miss the contact immediately.

"Please," he says, before he pulls off one of his gloves with his teeth, dropping it on the floor, "take me back." And he brings his hand to your face, stroking his thumb over your cheek—so gentle—like he thinks you might break.

"Okay," the word comes out as a puff of air, on impulse. It doesn't matter. You don't need time to think about how you feel for him. He smiles, stars, you live for his smile, and you raise your fingers to his lips so that you can feel his happiness come alive on his face.

He presses a kiss to the pads of your fingers. "You look tired, you should get some rest."

"Come with me," you say, taking him by the hand and leading him towards your room.

"You need sleep." He's reluctant, but follows you anyways, and you flash him a sly smile.

"How could I sleep without you here?" You pull him through the door and kiss him again and again and again. Sleep can wait. He's finally back where he belongs.

#kylo ren x reader #kylo ren x you #kylo ren fanfic #kylo ren one shot #my writing #requests

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lemonpeter · 4 years

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hi!! for your post about prompts, a coffee shop or bakery au? one where peter works at the shop maybe? 💞

This was super fun to write and now I kinda want to do a whole fic with it

Warnings: Peter being mildly thirsty, lots of awkward fluff

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The cafe was nearly empty, save for a few of Peter’s classmates cramming last minute for an exam or finishing a project. Or the employees themselves, of course. But even then, there were only three of them working such a late shift.

Peter wouldn’t have chosen working at such a late time, but as a college student taking too many classes and double majoring, he didn’t have much free time to pick and choose from.

So with so few people in and out during that time, Peter was a bit desperate for social interaction. He couldn’t help it, he was a talker. So he jumped at every opportunity to talk to anyone. A coworker, a customer...

Then someone else walked in.

The man was gorgeous. Muscles showing clearly from underneath a thin black tank, thick thighs straining against tight sweats, and-

Peter’s eyes snapped back up when he realized the man was at the counter, cheeks burning. “H-hi. Uh...”

The man sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “I’ll just take whatever is strongest,” he said plainly, cutting Peter’s awkward stalling off.

It was then that Peter noticed how gorgeous his eyes were. And how they were accompanied by soft purple bags underneath.

“Well, sir, we don’t really have something set for strongest exactly-“

“Fine, okay.” He looked over the menu, eyes blurring every time he tried to focus. He sighed. “Just...I’ll have a large caffe mocha with an extra shot of espresso. Actually...make that two shots,” he murmured. “Please.”

Peter nodded quickly, smiling at him. “And what’s the name for the order?”

He scoffed. “Kid, I’m the only person in here without a drink. Do you really need that?” He watched how flustered Peter got at the question and sighed softly. “Tony. It’s Tony.”

Peter nodded quickly, jotting the name down on the cup before starting to make it. He kept stealing glances over to the customer- Tony. The man was obviously exhausted. Even the way he moved was tired. Peter wanted to go to sleep just watching him.

“So, late night?” The young man commented lightly as he worked.

Tony snorted, nodding a little. “You could say that. Yeah.”

“Or I could say early morning, I suppose. Depending on which way you look at it.” Peter grinned.

Tony smiled a little, watching him. “Yeah, I guess so. Well, it’s a bit of both, if I’m being honest. Not sure I’ll sleep at all tonight. Hence, huge coffee with enough caffeine to stop the heart of a pachyderm.”

Peter made a slight face at that. Surely it wasn’t that much caffeine. Although, he had to admit, for someone working in a coffee shop, he knew next to nothing about coffee other than how to prepare different drinks. He didn’t drink it himself, so why learn anything about it. “Well, I hope you’ll get some sleep at some point. You look like you need it.”

It slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it. He winced at his own words, shyly looking back to Tony, hoping he wasn’t offended.

But the other man was just laughing. “Yeah, I’m sure I do. What gave it away? The excessive yawning or the designer purple bags under my eyes? Kid, I know I look like a wreck. It’s not a big deal.”

Peter’s cheeks flushed, but he laughed a little with him. “I just noticed you looked tired. That’s all. But I hope you get some sleep soon,” he told him sincerely. He finished the drink and set it on the counter, smiling. “Order for Tony.”

Tony watched him, hand reaching out to grab the drink before Peter had even let go of it. This resulted in their hands brushing, heartbeats fluttering just for a moment.

Then Peter pulled back, blushing again and looking at the counter.

Tony smiled, watching him. “Maybe I’ll come back here sometime. If I ever find myself still awake and needing a pick me up.”

“You haven’t even tried the drink yet,” Peter pointed out, looking up again to meet the other man’s eyes.

“I didn’t mean the drink.”

#bri speaks #starker #peter parker #tony stark #tony x peter #tony stark x peter parker #barista!peter #tired!tony #tony x sleep pls #coffee shop au #fluff #starker fluff #i think thats all the tags

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imaginebabygurl · 4 years

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Feeling Good Part 3 F.V-Imagine

Hey loves, since I had not posted in a bit This is gonna be a really long one I hope you enjoy the read and music that has been attached. P.s - sorry for any spelling mistakes it should still be a good read.

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There were angry hisses and growls from Jacob and your family. Edward's face grew cold with great concern for you: Bella started to panic "no, No!. There Not taking Her anywhere and she's not going to stay with those monster!... Wh-What if they Kill her because of the last time With Renesmee." " She's leaving, she can't stay here, I won't let them take her. She's going to live with my mom in Jacksonville". As Bella frantically tries to pack her things, Edward stops her "Bella", you know that's not going to work. They have a tracker Demetri. They could easily find her, your mother, and Phil and Kill all three of them instantly. There's no point in putting others in danger." Carlisle spoke, " Edward is right, we just all need to be calm and there old friends of mine, they will come we'll have the meeting and clear the air, but we should also prepare they can be unpredictable." With that said, your mom still packed a small bag with your stuff just in case everyone started being more alert and wary of their surrounding. As for you. You had to start coming home earlier and stay out late less, which put a damper on your senior your but you didn't mind because you still thankfully have the chance, to even see and hang out with your friends. And coming home earlier wasn't such a bad idea since now it was November 1st, winter was approaching fast, and it started to get darker quicker. But that also meant the Volturi were on there a way you didn't know when exactly. And on the first week of December, they arrived, you were at school when they had come, and you had a group project to complete, which was already completed: you just stayed back at school to finalize the presentation of the slide show and sort out who did what in your project. You said bye to your girlfriend's Lily, Dee, and Kiki and told them: you'll see them when you've returned because you were going on a getaway trip just for the weekend with you and your sister only. Arriving home, you see a strange set of vampires with crimson red eyes. Anyone that saw them would be a fool to think they were normal or contact lenses. They all waited for you to step into the house, soon as you turned to close the door behind you, you felt a presence standing quite close smelling you. Remembering that they drank human blood while the Cullen's settled only for animals. "ahh...delicious." the voice quietly whispered into your ear. Quickly turning around facing them, but by the time you had done so, the vampire retreaded standing next to the other kings, the one that had spoken was Aro. The three were quite beautiful, you could tell who wash who and their personality: Aro with life in his eyes was the main king out of the three yes hey shared the same power, but he was the head and looking at you wildly with gleaming eyes. Next on his left was a bored and a perpetually sad-looking man, looking as if he had a sense of longing to end his miserable life and has seen the many secrets and mysteries of the world ad is not tired. On the right was Caius, the pure blond-haired man, which his hair was better than your aunt Rosalie's, not a single strand astray but put together and looked as if every strand is from silk. But his expression filled with such disdain you had never seen such a face, not even when Rosy disapproved of Bella and Edward taking you in the first place she grew to like you and became your second or third mother. As for the guards, you recognized every last one of them: Demetri, the world's best tracker no know can hide from him, then there were the twins' Jane and Alec, Jane could make others feel pain while her brother could take away peoples sense completely, and finally the man towering an over everybody else next to Demetri was Felix, and he was beautiful, and I couldn't resist him. I knew deep down he was most likely the killer of my parents only following orders. I regained my composure and said "hello" anyway. Aro then grabbed my hand without hesitation and began to look through all the memories that I had lived through, "Interesting, you've had quite the bittersweet life." all the while, Aro still looking intensely into my Y/e/c colored eyes. Pulling away completely and turning to look at my parents, "She'll be coming with us now." " She Won't be going anywhere!" my mother said while whirling me behind her back, not even realizing. But my body was feeling the after effect. My dad Edward in front now in front of both of us. Aro looked at Felix, and Felix stared approaching, smiled, "Edward seems like you've come back for round two." Hisses were erupting from the room before Esme stepped in." please not in the house. I'm sure there must be some mistake. Y/n has done nothing wrong and she will be turned, in due time when its right Carlisle will take care of her." " Yes I already have the preparations in place Aro" and unexpectedly a "No!" had come from Felix. Aro looked at Felix and took his hand. Felix obeyed, when Aro was done he laughed like a maniac and turn to me, repeating what he said earlier, " interesting." With everyone in the room at that point confused as to what was going on. I spoke, "What so interesting? and why do you keep saying that?" by this point, I was incredibly annoyed. I just wanted to eat, " I'm going to the kitchen, I'm hungry and this whole dramatic crap, I'm over it." Walking away. Nessie had made my favorite chicken parmesan with some pasta and salad. Setting my plate down on the table, everyone was staring at me, but I ignored the burning stare put in my earphones. One of the King's Marcus taps me on the shoulder, "May I join you?". I paused for a while unsure of what to say and he followed up the silence by saying "I had already drunk so, I won't bite." Marcus offering me what appears to be a sympathetic smile on a sad-faced man. It was kind of nice to see him smile, " sure." I said plainly and he motioned everyone for us to be alone. Everyone left, but the tall one hesitated to leave, which then Marcus said" Felix, she will be alright, I promise." The man only nodded and took his leave, "why is he so concerned about me? and what does he have to do with me?". Marcus replied, "Y/n your his mate." the man said point-blank. I looked at him as if he were mad, and he knew what I was thinking. He followed up by saying, " I know you're upset about the death of your parentings, and yes, he was a part of the cause that they're dead. But he simply follows orders if not he will suffer the consequences or maybe a fate worse." "Death." was all I said and a yes was retorted back at me. We sat in silence so I could digest what I have just learned. That the man that I'm supposed to be with: one was my lover and two a part of my parent's death. It was all too much for me to bear and, I ran away as fast as could I ended up taking a nasty fall down a hill and didn't remember a thing about my parent or how they died. All I knew was I falling for a man, I barely knew and I would soon come to know that he sweet but very flirtatious and that would one day get him into trouble and possibly lose all he had with me. He would flirt with everyone including my mother but she doesn't even realize and honestly, at first, I thought okay haha, but when I did decide to leave after graduation to be with him at the castle in Volterra. I was amazed and in awe of the building and come to realize that the rules they enforce I understand but the way they go about it is a little brutal but overall understanding, anyway back to Felix. That's when the boredom started to kick in, after that Felix was on missions constantly and flirting with every dead and living girl that was in sight but the living ones usually became the snack afterward. it finally came tumbling down when we had a big fight. I was going about my business touring and sightseeing parts of the city I have never been to, one because my Italian wasn't that great and two I was scared being on my own, but boy when I started to speak a bit more fluently be able to get around on my own the sight and places, as well as the delicious pastries and goodies I got to eat, was great. The day was great until Felix angrily approached me, I swear if he still had life in his body his face would be mad with furry, practically dragging me by my wrist and how I know he was angry, Gianna said hello and he did not even bat an eye in her direction and with that, she tried to ask "Hey! Y/n what happened?" and before I can respond Felix picked me up and threw me over his shoulders. "Felix!!!" I shouted because at this point I was angry he was acting like this and he picked me up and headed to the throne room. Aro had looked at me and said "Y/n dove eri?" I responded, "Aro in un Citta in un Caffe". Felix then responded, " If you were in town at one of the cafes!, Why didn't you say anything! or tell someone when you left!". "I did if you had gone into the room to look Smartass! You would have seen It!". and then the line was drawn " What kind of Girl are you!, You so free-willed, careless, would it kill you to use your head Y/n!?!, you could have been Kill or hurt by some low life!". "But I was-. before I could speak Felix pinned me to the wall and I then felt true fear of what others fate that had suffered at the hand of the great Felix Volturi and worst of all the thing that hurt the most " Y/n we should have killed you when we had the chance, like your mother and father!!." him not realizing what he said "Felix!!!" Aro called "put down the girl, she's terrified...". Once Felix snapped out of it "Y/n I'm sorry." But before he could touch you, you slapped his hand away and made your decision to leave but Caius spoke "What you did and said to Y/n was distasteful and I don't care for humans all the much, but I think some time in the dungeon would do you some good." Without Felix saying anything he simply nodded and took himself in and before he would have come to know you had already packed your things to go home.

#felix+volturi+imagine #felix+volturi+x+reader #felix volturi #imagine #twilight #volturi

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Codywan prompt (4/6)

Hello there I’ve been wrestling with this for a while so I’m just gonna dump this out here. Let me know what you think! Written from a promt that SWmoddy released to find a good home!

I make no excuses for this shinanagians.

enjoy.

Cody woke up to three shit eating grin’s and a huge headache.

Cody woke up with the taste of something dead and dry in his mouth, some asshole was slamming the door to the sleeping area, repeatedly. With a tremendous amount of energy Cody pried one of his eyes open, Wolffe stood my the door the bastard smiled happily as he loudly placed a cup of caff down on the crate beside the rack.

“Kote! You said some very interesting things last night. Anything you want to share, with your dear old batchmate?” After a carful moment of deliberation Cody retreated silently to the warmth and darkness of his rack, ignoring Wolffe from the moment. Cody’s addled mind was not quite up to the task of reminding him exactly what exactly Wolffe was so pleased about but he hid anyway.

It did not work as well as he would have liked, as Wolffe made short work out of blanket haven reveling him to the pale light in the barracks. Cody squinted for a short moment before the feeling of an virboblade being shoved though his eye socket forced him to screw them shut and roll over mashing his face into his pillow.

“Soooo,” Wolffe sing songed over Cody mumbled protests. “are you going to tell me that te dajunar is or who I’m helping you get vengeance on? Or are you going to continue to hid in your pillow?” Cody rolled over as the memories of what exactly happened last night crashed into him. So much about forgetting his spiraling feeling for a night. Cody groaned.

“Well that was embarrassing.”

“Yep.”

“and you know now that it’s Kenobi?”

“anyone that speaks Mandalorian knows.”

Cody swore quietly.

“If it helps your not the only one? I mean I’m pretty sure Bly is head over heels for his General.” Wolffe said hesitantly.

“Really?” Cody had to think a moment before connecting Bly to General Vos’s padawan, a young blue twi'lek if Cody remembered. Much calmer then Skywalker if Cody was to judge. Good for Bly, he was always the more quite ones.

Wolffe took Cody’s contemplative silence as encouragement and continued on.

“Yeah, and I’m pretty sure half the shinnies these days come out with a pre-programed hero worship and crush on at least one Jedi.” Wolffe continued picking up steam in his clumsy efforts to make Cody feel better about his plight. “Some of them even have a crush on General Buir!” Wolffe added on, content to throw some shines under the into the airlock for the moment.

Cody tiredly swing his protesting body up before turn to squint blearily up at his brother. “I bet they can keep their mouth shut about it at least.” Before resigning himself to consciousness, and grabbing at the offered caff. He took a long pull from it before caff, which was predictably terrible, before carefully peering around the room which was suspiciously empty except for Wolffe.

Eventually he spoke. “Uh yeah, I don’t think they have your habit of just blurting out there feelings when they are unguarded, but at least Kenobi does not speak Mandalorian. Or at least I don’t think he does.” Wolffe said he was probably suffering under the pressure of keeping his face straight and supressing his more asshole like behaviour for Cody’s sake.

“He would have said something by now if that was the case. I just don’t know what to do Wolffe.” Cody whined. Leaning his head on Wolffe’s side. He was always a tactile person, but felt uncomfortable leaning on the brothers under his command like that. Wolffe was safe though.

Wolffe who was secretly just as tactile as Cody was leaned into it.

“Well Kenobi a good jedi and as choices go I think the Jedi are generally a good choice? I mean its not like your going crazy over some nat born with more evolution then sense?” Wolffe offered hesitantly.

“But he’s my Commanding officer, and he likes women. And every time I do something to distract myself or work my way out of this stupid crush something like this happens and all I think think about is how kind, and strong, and pretty he is. Or his sense of humor of how he makes everything in this war seem to slow down just a touch so its manageable, or how he carefully plans every encounter in this war to limit casualties, or how he takes part of remembrance and then I’m back to square one, staring at his sheebs while he talks to the other generals!.” Cody barfed out into the space between them.

Thankfully Wolffe did not tell Cody it was okay, it wasn’t. Even if Kenobi wanted a relationship with Cody, it would not work, kirff Cody could barely bring himself to call him Kenobi, let alone his name. And Cody was a lot of things, but he does not think that he could bring himself to try and court a superior officer. Or what would happen with the chain of command. Cody was also a better Jedi then to mess up the chain of command with a interpersonal relationship, unlike some other Jedi.

Cody never wanted to compromise the Gar, and was sure Kenobi felt the same, if he felt anything for Cody that was.

Underneath him Cody could feel Wolffe sigh.

“Lek, I can see that. Force knows we don’t need another romantic disaster duo like Amadala and Skywalker. But I don’t think he only like women?” Wolffe trailed off hesitantly “I mean I hear General Buir talk about Kenobi a lot, Apparently he’s considered as kind of orphan linage wise. And the older master like to keep an eye out for him. Apparently Kenobi used to have a thing with General Vos when they were younger? I mean there’s still hope there?” Wolffe trialed off, awkwardly stumbling though a conversation that Cody was reasonably sure he was not expecting.

“That does not actually make it better.” Cody grumbled while straightening himself.

“But now that you know I may need your help.” Cody said thinking of three particular troopers that seemed to be at the heart of everything at the moment.

“Oh?” Wolffe said relaxing into a much more familiar conversation.

“ You know the old stories that Fett used to tell us from Mandalore? The ones about the battling riduur?”

“The ones that fist started adoption? Or the warrior ones?”

“The combat ones, well I think the 212th are trying to encourage Kenobi and I into a relationship to emulate that.”

“Wolffe looked down with an assessing shine in his eye. “I can see it, you would make quite the pair.”

Cody studiously ignored him.

“Waxer found out about my feelings and pulled Boil into it, and the got the entire 212th in on it. And now they won’t stop trying to get us together. If it goes on any longer the generals going to start asking questions, and I you can’t lie to Jedi.”

“Hate to say it Vod’e but I don’t think we will quite be able to get them to stop.” Wolffe said.

“Oh I know that, if they were going to stop it would have happened after the third time I made them run laps in full kit. No I want help discouraging them from there more overt plans.”

“Hmmm, said Wolffe, a interested gleam in his eye.

“That I think we can manage, his face splitting into a grin that would have Waxer quacking in his meddling boots.

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The 212th was getting ready to disembark, Cody was calmly discussing the intake of supplies and munitions with the general, going over everything and making sure there was enough to last the first leg of the campaign before they met up with High General Plo Koon for resupply in above Ondo before starting an attack on Kerkoidia. As part of a push towards Enarc in order to better fortify Naboo.

The orders did not make much sense to Cody and if Cody did not miss his mark, or the worried fold of skin between Kenobi’s brows, he would guess that Kenobi did not quite understand the logic behind it either. But apparently the chancellor himself asked that the 212th and Obi-wan secure the area around Naboo, which was slowly being encroached on by Separatist[lp1] space. So off the 212th went, to what if history provide true would be a truly awful battle, the 212th always seemed to be in the middle of the worst of the fighting, no matter where they went. I was kind of like the separatists particularly wanted Kenobi dead and were some how tracking him. Not that any of them had succeeded in that effort. But Cody knew most of the seppies generals by sight, which is not something he could say for the High Generals he served under. It was kind of depressing honestly.

Cody was in a conversation with the General when it happened. Kenobi was the first one to notice it, as he trailed off in the middle of a sentence and looked around the storage area they were in eyes quizzically bouncing from trooper to trooper. When Obi-wan he folded his hands in front of him and did what the 212th called the Jedi sense beard stroke.

“Sir?” Cody asked looking around at his brothers who were moving much more stiffly then they were before, while they continued loading up the star destroyer. Every so often one of them would twitch with apparent frustration. Catching up to what may be happening, Cody wasted no time, in changing his in buy’ce comm off the locked command frequency and was immediately bombarded with a cheery jingly of

Bic ni skana’din tion'tuur te dajun at gotal'ur mhi a tom'adat. ibic cuyir a mirsh'nyn. Kaysh Ru'kel cuyir a Mandokarla riduur.

Followed by a loop of What’s new Tooka kit. Before it was interrupted by the same message. As Cody switched the com back to the command channels he was glad his helmet hid his spiteful grin. At the spike of emotion from him Kenobi turned to him with an eyebrow raised.

Cody always forgot the whole sensing emotions bit with the Jedi.

Cody did his best to project a calm and satisfied feeling, while smiling under his bucket.

Kenobi’s lip slanted into a slash of a smile before turning back to the reports.

“I trust that everything is under control Commander.” Kenobis eyes darted to the variety of annoyed and frustrated troopers.

“Of course sir.”

In the back ground on of the troops stopped what he was doing and took off his bucket, Cody quietly pressed the button on a small remote in his pocket. Over the ship wide intercom, What’s new Tooka Kit wailed.

Kenobi face was carefully composed as he looked down, face twitching a bit as What’s New Tooka Kit looped for the 7th time.

“I trust the speakers in our office are turned off?” Kenobi asked façade cracking just a little, as the skin around his eyes crinkled in amusement.

“Yes sir, the malfunction seems to be concentrated around the troopers barracks rec centers, but has seemed to spare our office and the war room.”

“So long as it is handled before we disembark tomorrow it should be just fine.”

“As you say sir, I’ll meet you in the office?”

Kenobi gave him a clap on the shoulder and then wandered towards there shared working space. Cody stayed behind reviling in his brothers annoyance.

Cody could have swore he say Kenobi’s ears turn pink when Bic ni skana’din tion'tuur te dajun at gotal'ur mhi a tom'adat. ibic cuyir a mirsh'nyn. Kaysh Ru'kel cuyir a Mandokarla riduur. Intrupted the loop.

It was probably the contained amusement Cody went back to watching his brothers turned betrayed faces towards him and gave them his best smile.

It was a good day.

Thanks for reading!

Here is the link to Part 3 : https://www.tumblr.com/dashboard/blog/wtfamidoing-fam/190823954394

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#haha I forgot to tag!#obi-wan #commander Cody #CC-2224 #waxer and boil #212th #sometimes siblings just be like that #Cody is never living this down #obi-wan is embarrassed and amused #discussion of the fact that dating a suprior officer is a BAD IDEA #acknowledging the fact that #while i love this ship some stuff should be kept until the clones have an actual choice.#true love can wait.#obi-wan and the 212th #codywan #obi-wan kenobi/commander cody #star wars #i will bend this into a fix it if it kills me.

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How to Find a Perfect Deep Learning Framework

Many courses and tutorials offer to guide you through building a deep learning project. Of course, from the educational point of view, it is worthwhile: try to implement a neural network from scratch, and you’ll understand a lot of things. However, such an approach does not prepare us for real life, where you are not supposed to spare weeks waiting for your new model to build. At this point, you can look for a deep learning framework to help you.

A deep learning framework, like a machine learning framework, is an interface, library or a tool which allows building deep learning models easily and quickly, without getting into the details of underlying algorithms. They provide a clear and concise way for defining models with the help of a collection of pre-built and optimized components.

Briefly speaking, instead of writing hundreds of lines of code, you can choose a suitable framework that will do most of the work for you.

Most popular DL frameworks

The state-of-the-art frameworks are quite new; most of them were released after 2014. They are open-source and are still undergoing active development. They vary in the number of examples available, the frequency of updates and the number of contributors. Besides, though you can build most types of networks in any deep learning framework, they still have a specialization and usually differ in the way they expose functionality through its APIs.

Here were collected the most popular frameworks

TensorFlow

The framework that we mention all the time, TensorFlow, is a deep learning framework created in 2015 by the Google Brain team. It has a comprehensive and flexible ecosystem of tools, libraries and community resources. TensorFlow has pre-written codes for most of the complex deep learning models you’ll come across, such as Recurrent Neural Networks and Convolutional Neural Networks.

The most popular use cases of TensorFlow are the following:

NLP applications, such as language detection, text summarization and other text processing tasks;

Image recognition, including image captioning, face recognition and object detection;

Sound recognition

Time series analysis

Video analysis, and much more.

TensorFlow is extremely popular within the community because it supports multiple languages, such as Python, C++ and R, has extensive documentation and walkthroughs for guidance and updates regularly. Its flexible architecture also lets developers deploy deep learning models on one or more CPUs (as well as GPUs).

For inference, developers can either use TensorFlow-TensorRT integration to optimize models within TensorFlow, or export TensorFlow models, then use NVIDIA TensorRT’s built-in TensorFlow model importer to optimize in TensorRT.

Installing TensorFlow is also a pretty straightforward task.

For CPU-only:

pip install tensorflow

For CUDA-enabled GPU cards:

pip install tensorflow-gpu

Learn more:

An Introduction to Implementing Neural Networks using TensorFlow

TensorFlow tutorials

PyTorch

Facebook introduced PyTorch in 2017 as a successor to Torch, a popular deep learning framework released in 2011, based on the programming language Lua. In its essence, PyTorch took Torch features and implemented them in Python. Its flexibility and coverage of multiple tasks have pushed PyTorch to the foreground, making it a competitor to TensorFlow.

PyTorch covers all sorts of deep learning tasks, including:

Images, including detection, classification, etc.;

NLP-related tasks;

Reinforcement learning.

Instead of predefined graphs with specific functionalities, PyTorch allows developers to build computational graphs on the go, and even change them during runtime. PyTorch provides Tensor computations and uses dynamic computation graphs. Autograd package of PyTorch, for instance, builds computation graphs from tensors and automatically computes gradients.

For inference, developers can export to ONNX, then optimize and deploy with NVIDIA TensorRT.

The drawback of PyTorch is the dependence of its installation process on the operating system, the package you want to use to install PyTorch, the tool/language you’re working with, CUDA and others.

Learn more:

Learn How to Build Quick & Accurate Neural Networks using PyTorch — 4 Awesome Case Studies

PyTorch tutorials

Keras

Keras was created in 2014 by researcher François Chollet with an emphasis on ease of use through a unified and often abstracted API. It is an interface that can run on top of multiple frameworks such as MXNet, TensorFlow, Theano and Microsoft Cognitive Toolkit using a high-level Python API. Unlike TensorFlow, Keras is a high-level API that enables fast experimentation and quick results with minimum user actions.

Keras has multiple architectures for solving a wide variety of problems, the most popular are

image recognition, including image classification, object detection and face recognition;

NLP tasks, including chatbot creation

Keras models can be classified into two categories:

Sequential: The layers of the model are defined in a sequential manner, so when a deep learning model is trained, these layers are implemented sequentially.

Keras functional API: This is used for defining complex models, such as multi-output models or models with shared layers.

Keras is installed easily with just one line of code:

pip install keras

Learn more:

The Ultimate Beginner’s Guide to Deep Learning in Python

Keras Tutorial: Deep Learning in Python

Optimizing Neural Networks using Keras

Caffe

The Caffe deep learning framework created by Yangqing Jia at the University of California, Berkeley in 2014, and has led to forks like NVCaffe and new frameworks like Facebook’s Caffe2 (which is already merged with PyTorch). It is geared towards image processing and, unlike the previous frameworks, its support for recurrent networks and language modeling is not as great. However, Caffe shows the highest speed of processing and learning from images.

The pre-trained networks, models and weights that can be applied to solve deep learning problems collected in the Caffe Model Zoo framework work on the below tasks:

Simple regression

Large-scale visual classification

Siamese networks for image similarity

Speech and robotics applications

Besides, Caffe provides solid support for interfaces like C, C++, Python, MATLAB as well as the traditional command line.

To optimize and deploy models for inference, developers can leverage NVIDIA TensorRT’s built-in Caffe model importer.

The installation process for Caffe is rather complicated and requires performing a number of steps and meeting such requirements, as having CUDA, BLAF and Boost. The complete guide for installation of Caffe can be found here.

Learn more:

Caffe Tutorial

Choosing a deep learning framework

You can choose a framework based on many factors you find important: the task you are going to perform, the language of your project, or your confidence and skillset. However, there are a number of features any good deep learning framework should have:

Optimization for performance

Clarity and ease of understanding and coding

Good community support

Parallelization of processes to reduce computations

Automatic computation of gradients

Model migration between deep learning frameworks

In real life, it sometimes happens that you build and train a model using one framework, then re-train or deploy it for inference using a different framework. Enabling such interoperability makes it possible to get great ideas into production faster.

The Open Neural Network Exchange, or ONNX, is a format for deep learning models that allows developers to move models between frameworks. ONNX models are currently supported in Caffe2, Microsoft Cognitive Toolkit, MXNet, and PyTorch, and there are connectors for many other popular frameworks and libraries.

New deep learning frameworks are being created all the time, a reflection of the widespread adoption of neural networks by developers. It is always tempting to choose one of the most common one (even we offer you those that we find the best and the most popular). However, to achieve the best results, it is important to choose what is best for your project and be always curious and open to new frameworks.

#artificial intelligence #machine learning #deep learning #tensorflow #data science

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Important libraries for data science and Machine learning.

Python has more than 137,000 libraries which is help in various ways.In the data age where data is looks like the oil or electricity .In coming days companies are requires more skilled full data scientist , Machine Learning engineer, deep learning engineer, to avail insights by processing massive data sets.

Python libraries for different data science task:

Python Libraries for Data Collection

Beautiful Soup

Scrapy

Selenium

Python Libraries for Data Cleaning and Manipulation

Pandas

PyOD

NumPy

Spacy

Python Libraries for Data Visualization

Matplotlib

Seaborn

Bokeh

Python Libraries for Modeling

Scikit-learn

TensorFlow

PyTorch

Python Libraries for Model Interpretability

Lime

H2O

Python Libraries for Audio Processing

Librosa

Madmom

pyAudioAnalysis

Python Libraries for Image Processing

OpenCV-Python

Scikit-image

Pillow

Python Libraries for Database

Psycopg

SQLAlchemy

Python Libraries for Deployment

Flask

Django

Best Framework for Machine Learning:

1. Tensorflow :

If you are working or interested about Machine Learning, then you might have heard about this famous Open Source library known as Tensorflow. It was developed at Google by Brain Team. Almost all Google’s Applications use Tensorflow for Machine Learning. If you are using Google photos or Google voice search then indirectly you are using the models built using Tensorflow.

Tensorflow is just a computational framework for expressing algorithms involving large number of Tensor operations, since Neural networks can be expressed as computational graphs they can be implemented using Tensorflow as a series of operations on Tensors. Tensors are N-dimensional matrices which represents our Data.

2. Keras :

Keras is one of the coolest Machine learning library. If you are a beginner in Machine Learning then I suggest you to use Keras. It provides a easier way to express Neural networks. It also provides some of the utilities for processing datasets, compiling models, evaluating results, visualization of graphs and many more.

Keras internally uses either Tensorflow or Theano as backend. Some other pouplar neural network frameworks like CNTK can also be used. If you are using Tensorflow as backend then you can refer to the Tensorflow architecture diagram shown in Tensorflow section of this article. Keras is slow when compared to other libraries because it constructs a computational graph using the backend infrastructure and then uses it to perform operations. Keras models are portable (HDF5 models) and Keras provides many preprocessed datasets and pretrained models like Inception, SqueezeNet, Mnist, VGG, ResNet etc

3.Theano :

Theano is a computational framework for computing multidimensional arrays. Theano is similar to Tensorflow , but Theano is not as efficient as Tensorflow because of it’s inability to suit into production environments. Theano can be used on a prallel or distributed environments just like Tensorflow.

4.APACHE SPARK:

Spark is an open source cluster-computing framework originally developed at Berkeley’s lab and was initially released on 26th of May 2014, It is majorly written in Scala, Java, Python and R. though produced in Berkery’s lab at University of California it was later donated to Apache Software Foundation.

Spark core is basically the foundation for this project, This is complicated too, but instead of worrying about Numpy arrays it lets you work with its own Spark RDD data structures, which anyone in knowledge with big data would understand its uses. As a user, we could also work with Spark SQL data frames. With all these features it creates dense and sparks feature label vectors for you thus carrying away much complexity to feed to ML algorithms.

5. CAFFE:

Caffe is an open source framework under a BSD license. CAFFE(Convolutional Architecture for Fast Feature Embedding) is a deep learning tool which was developed by UC Berkeley, this framework is mainly written in CPP. It supports many different types of architectures for deep learning focusing mainly on image classification and segmentation. It supports almost all major schemes and is fully connected neural network designs, it offers GPU as well as CPU based acceleration as well like TensorFlow.

CAFFE is mainly used in the academic research projects and to design startups Prototypes. Even Yahoo has integrated caffe with Apache Spark to create CaffeOnSpark, another great deep learning framework.

6.PyTorch.

Torch is also a machine learning open source library, a proper scientific computing framework. Its makers brag it as easiest ML framework, though its complexity is relatively simple which comes from its scripting language interface from Lua programming language interface. There are just numbers(no int, short or double) in it which are not categorized further like in any other language. So its ease many operations and functions. Torch is used by Facebook AI Research Group, IBM, Yandex and the Idiap Research Institute, it has recently extended its use for Android and iOS.

7.Scikit-learn

Scikit-Learn is a very powerful free to use Python library for ML that is widely used in Building models. It is founded and built on foundations of many other libraries namely SciPy, Numpy and matplotlib, it is also one of the most efficient tool for statistical modeling techniques namely classification, regression, clustering.

Scikit-Learn comes with features like supervised & unsupervised learning algorithms and even cross-validation. Scikit-learn is largely written in Python, with some core algorithms written in Cython to achieve performance. Support vector machines are implemented by a Cython wrapper around LIBSVM.

Below is a list of frameworks for machine learning engineers:

Apache Singa is a general distributed deep learning platform for training big deep learning models over large datasets. It is designed with an intuitive programming model based on the layer abstraction. A variety of popular deep learning models are supported, namely feed-forward models including convolutional neural networks (CNN), energy models like restricted Boltzmann machine (RBM), and recurrent neural networks (RNN). Many built-in layers are provided for users.

Amazon Machine Learning is a service that makes it easy for developers of all skill levels to use machine learning technology. Amazon Machine Learning provides visualization tools and wizards that guide you through the process of creating machine learning (ML) models without having to learn complex ML algorithms and technology. It connects to data stored in Amazon S3, Redshift, or RDS, and can run binary classification, multiclass categorization, or regression on said data to create a model.

Azure ML Studio allows Microsoft Azure users to create and train models, then turn them into APIs that can be consumed by other services. Users get up to 10GB of storage per account for model data, although you can also connect your own Azure storage to the service for larger models. A wide range of algorithms are available, courtesy of both Microsoft and third parties. You don’t even need an account to try out the service; you can log in anonymously and use Azure ML Studio for up to eight hours.

Caffe is a deep learning framework made with expression, speed, and modularity in mind. It is developed by the Berkeley Vision and Learning Center (BVLC) and by community contributors. Yangqing Jia created the project during his PhD at UC Berkeley. Caffe is released under the BSD 2-Clause license. Models and optimization are defined by configuration without hard-coding & user can switch between CPU and GPU. Speed makes Caffe perfect for research experiments and industry deployment. Caffe can process over 60M images per day with a single NVIDIA K40 GPU.

H2O makes it possible for anyone to easily apply math and predictive analytics to solve today’s most challenging business problems. It intelligently combines unique features not currently found in other machine learning platforms including: Best of Breed Open Source Technology, Easy-to-use WebUI and Familiar Interfaces, Data Agnostic Support for all Common Database and File Types. With H2O, you can work with your existing languages and tools. Further, you can extend the platform seamlessly into your Hadoop environments.

Massive Online Analysis (MOA) is the most popular open source framework for data stream mining, with a very active growing community. It includes a collection of machine learning algorithms (classification, regression, clustering, outlier detection, concept drift detection and recommender systems) and tools for evaluation. Related to the WEKA project, MOA is also written in Java, while scaling to more demanding problems.

MLlib (Spark) is Apache Spark’s machine learning library. Its goal is to make practical machine learning scalable and easy. It consists of common learning algorithms and utilities, including classification, regression, clustering, collaborative filtering, dimensionality reduction, as well as lower-level optimization primitives and higher-level pipeline APIs.

mlpack, a C++-based machine learning library originally rolled out in 2011 and designed for “scalability, speed, and ease-of-use,” according to the library’s creators. Implementing mlpack can be done through a cache of command-line executables for quick-and-dirty, “black box” operations, or with a C++ API for more sophisticated work. Mlpack provides these algorithms as simple command-line programs and C++ classes which can then be integrated into larger-scale machine learning solutions.

Pattern is a web mining module for the Python programming language. It has tools for data mining (Google, Twitter and Wikipedia API, a web crawler, a HTML DOM parser), natural language processing (part-of-speech taggers, n-gram search, sentiment analysis, WordNet), machine learning (vector space model, clustering, SVM), network analysis and visualization.

Scikit-Learn leverages Python’s breadth by building on top of several existing Python packages — NumPy, SciPy, and matplotlib — for math and science work. The resulting libraries can be used either for interactive “workbench” applications or be embedded into other software and reused. The kit is available under a BSD license, so it’s fully open and reusable. Scikit-learn includes tools for many of the standard machine-learning tasks (such as clustering, classification, regression, etc.). And since scikit-learn is developed by a large community of developers and machine-learning experts, promising new techniques tend to be included in fairly short order.

Shogun is among the oldest, most venerable of machine learning libraries, Shogun was created in 1999 and written in C++, but isn’t limited to working in C++. Thanks to the SWIG library, Shogun can be used transparently in such languages and environments: as Java, Python, C#, Ruby, R, Lua, Octave, and Matlab. Shogun is designed for unified large-scale learning for a broad range of feature types and learning settings, like classification, regression, or explorative data analysis.

TensorFlow is an open source software library for numerical computation using data flow graphs. TensorFlow implements what are called data flow graphs, where batches of data (“tensors”) can be processed by a series of algorithms described by a graph. The movements of the data through the system are called “flows” — hence, the name. Graphs can be assembled with C++ or Python and can be processed on CPUs or GPUs.

Theano is a Python library that lets you to define, optimize, and evaluate mathematical expressions, especially ones with multi-dimensional arrays (numpy.ndarray). Using Theano it is possible to attain speeds rivaling hand-crafted C implementations for problems involving large amounts of data. It was written at the LISA lab to support rapid development of efficient machine learning algorithms. Theano is named after the Greek mathematician, who may have been Pythagoras’ wife. Theano is released under a BSD license.

Torch is a scientific computing framework with wide support for machine learning algorithms that puts GPUs first. It is easy to use and efficient, thanks to an easy and fast scripting language, LuaJIT, and an underlying C/CUDA implementation. The goal of Torch is to have maximum flexibility and speed in building your scientific algorithms while making the process extremely simple. Torch comes with a large ecosystem of community-driven packages in machine learning, computer vision, signal processing, parallel processing, image, video, audio and networking among others, and builds on top of the Lua community.

Veles is a distributed platform for deep-learning applications, and it’s written in C++, although it uses Python to perform automation and coordination between nodes. Datasets can be analyzed and automatically normalized before being fed to the cluster, and a REST API allows the trained model to be used in production immediately. It focuses on performance and flexibility. It has little hard-coded entities and enables training of all the widely recognized topologies, such as fully connected nets, convolutional nets, recurent nets etc.

#datascience machineLearning.

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Neural Network Basics

Purpose: to breach the semantic gap between humans and machines. Humans have them naturally built into our brains; we must build them within machines.

Essentially a graph structure, where each node performs a simple computation given an input and each edge carries the generated signal from one node to another. These edges may be weighted more heavily to emphasise the importance of a signal. Each node has various inputs passed into them, and if a particular threshold is reached then the activation function will output a signal and the particular node will be activated and this output will serve as the input for the next node. Our inputs, for this project, would simply be the mentioned vectors of pixel intensities at particular points.

In the diagram we have a very basic NN that takes 3 inputs + a bias, and which are passed into the node to produce a weighted sum that will then be judged by the activation function to determine whether the inputs were sufficient to justify an output.

The step function before the 'signal' is sent out is meant to filter the signal - if the value is too low/signal too weak, no sendo. If it passes the threshold, yes. This is a very basic activation function that will produce a signal if the sum reaches some threshold.

Here, our threshold is 0. If you remember your HS math, you'll know that this function is indeed not differentiable, which can lead to some issues down the line so we typically use a differentiable function as the activation function instead instead such as the sigmoid.

The sigmoid had it own issues however, so the ReLU function was born. Well, perhaps not born but came into use in NN creation.

Sigmoid (below)

ReLU (rectified linear unit) also known as a 'ramp function' and it’s equation (below)

I shan't go into detail, but notice that the sigmoid's f(x) value is bound at 1 and so will will not be able to produce any signal greater than 1 which is necessary in some NN applications. Sigmoids also take forever to compute, whilst ReLU is literally just a line.

ReLU's cousin, the Leaky ReLU, also exists and may be used as an alternative. Which one you use really depends on your project. As the name suggests, it is a version that is leaky i.e. when input < 0, it will 'leak' a bit of signal.

The ELU (still below)

Empirically, variants of the ELU have enjoyed better performance than its cousins.

Feedforward Network Architecture

The cornerstone of NN research, feedforward networks consist of nodes that will only feed into the next layer of nodes, never feeding backward - hence feedforward.

In feedforward networks, there are multiple layers, each with different functions. Layer 0 generally serves as the layer for input, where all the data enters and is processed by its nodes. Each node takes a different column/vector as an input, so for e.g. if we were training a NN to classify pictures of cats, one node may take fluffiness data and another may take tail length data.

Layers 1 and 2 in the above image serve as the layers which help process Layer 0's output and Layer 3 above is the output layer where the input data is classified into their various labels, with each node classifying a different label e.g. an NN classifying handwritten digits would have an output layer consisted of 10 nodes for each digit from 0-9 and similarly a NN classifying images of cats will simply have an output layer of a single node, which will either output 1 for yes it's a cat, or 0 for no it's not a cat.

The Perceptron Algorithm:

Not gonna go into detail since it’s not really interesting. Some believe it useful to understand. I don't.

Essentially trains a straight line of the above form to separate data belonging to two different labels by adjusting the values of that n looking symbol:

Looping over each datapoint/vector and its corresponding label

Taking the datapoint and passing it into the line function which calculates the value.

Updates each weight of the line function by the size of each step according to the output. If the output is smaller than expected, increase each weight by the step. If output is larger, decrease each weight by the step. Repeat until the line function output converges

And here’s the end product when we train the perceptron (the line that separates the data points).

Training a NN - Backpropagation:

Arguably the most important in machine learning, backpropagation is consisted of two phases:

Propagation

Backward pass

Let's look at how backpropagation and NN's work by training a NN to learn to XOR by training it on the XOR dataset which is consisted of the entire XOR domain. i.e. 0 XOR 0 is 0, 0 XOR 1 is 1 etc. etc.

Notice the dataset on the right has a third vector consisted of all 1's. This represents our bias vector and will serve as a third data vector, requiring us to add an additional input node for our NN.

Our NN will require only one single output node which will output either 1 or 0.

How deep a hidden layer should be (recall that the hidden layers were the layers that weren't the output or input layer) is totally subjective but for easier problems like this, a single hidden layer should be fine.

After deciding on the architecture, we then must initialise the weights leading from each node. This can be done in various ways but we initialise them randomly here.

The forward pass begins which means that simply a datapoint is input into the network, and each node processes the input by multiplying it by the weights and sends a signal to the next node according to the output of the activation function. This proceeds until the output layer is reached and we are able to check its output.

If the output is lower than 0.98 and greater than 0.02, we need to apply a backward pass.

We first need to compute the error, which will simply be the difference between the predicted label and the true label of the datapoint that we're trying to predict and if you recall my earlier post, you'll remember that this error was computed using the loss function.

More specifically, we're computing the error with respect to the case, at that particular datapoint, that a particular layer were removed from the network.

We can do this by computing the partial derivative of that loss function with respect to that particular layer and multiplying the result by our step size(recall that in gradient descent we took random 'steps' blindly toward the minimal point on the loss function). If this sounds complicated, then well you'd be right, it is but luckily we don't need to understand it since we're using a high level library in Keras. If you're using Caffe, you'll probably need to know it so here's some reading. WARNING PRETTY DIFFICULT STUFF.

I should've done XXS or site injection for my project. http://neuralnetworksanddeeplearning.com/chap2.html

Yeah so anyway after we've obtained the loss values, multiplied it with the step size we simply add this value to the weight matrix of the layer. BUT wait what’s the weight matrix of the layer? The weight matrix simply denotes the edge weights from the previous layer to the current layer, and are just an easy way to represent these edges.

So the algorithm goes like this:

Forward pass up to the end

Find error and step size product of last layer

Add it to the weight matrix of the current layer

Iterate to the previous layer and repeat ad nauseam or until you've gotten to the input nodes

That was easy.

#project #cyka-blyat #secs

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Butterfly [26]

summary Happy days,

“That’ll be 398 yen. Would you like your bento warmed up, sir?”

“Senpai.”

“Yes, sir?”

“....Senpai.”

Sighing, Kakuzu finally lifted his head to stare at the customer. And across the counter stood Itachi, looking understandably concerned. He started.

“Senpai, did you just call me ‘sir’?” asked Itachi.

“I’ve been working since noon, man. Don’t judge me,” Kakuzu grumbled. He turned around to place the container in the microwave. He leaned his elbow on the counter, tugging at the collar of his white shirt.

“When do you get off?” Itachi inquired. Kakuzu checked his watch.

“An hour?”

“Let’s go get drunk.”

“Hell yeah.”

And exactly an hour and twenty-six minutes later, Kakuzu was chugging down his first beer of the night. The tip of his nose was still bright red from the cold. He smacked his lips and sighed once he drained the glass. Itachi slid another drink over to him, cheek in his hand.

“So I’m guessing that you still hate your job,” guessed Itachi.

“With passion. But hey. It pays the rent,” answered Kakuzu. Only then did he shed his parka.

Itachi raised his glass. “I’ll toast to that,” he remarked. And then Hidan raised his glass too.

“To paying the fucking rent,” agreed Hidan. They clinked glasses together, glad that the weekend had finally arrived

Unfortunately for Itachi, he had work in the morning. So after a few drinks, he tapped out. He dozed on the bus home and barely made it off at the right stop. He fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow, bone-tired after a long week.

In the morning, Itachi washed up and hurried to catch the bus on time. He walked into the cafe a few minutes before the start of his shift. Securing the ties of his black apron, he started off by starting up the espresso maker.

The cafe Itachi worked at was small but relatively successful. On weekends, it was busy throughout the day. But during the week, it was never frantic inside. Instead, the business came in waves.

First, there was the group of blue collar workers picking up some caffeine before an early start to the day. Then came the businessmen and women on the way to the office. Later came the university students looking for a late-morning pick-me-up. Between these waves, the cafe was relatively deserted.

The manager let Itachi study or work on assignments during these lulls, which was one of the reasons Itachi had chosen to stay at this job. He kept one of his textbooks open on an empty stretch of counter near the espresso machine. Some of his professors raised an eyebrow when he handed in his homework smelling like coffee, but it hadn’t affected his grade yet.

Since the cafe was so close to their university, Itachi saw his classmates pop in throughout the week. Nagato and Konan stopped by for matcha lattes. Nagato was a senior in the middle of his job search. He looked more and more frantic each day. Konan took a moment to wave at Itachi as she followed Nagato out of the cafe. She looked even more stressed about the job search than her boyfriend did.

Hidan asked for two shots of espresso before his Thursday class.

“You’re going to give yourself a heart attack,” warned Itachi. He rested his elbow on the counter as he watched Hidan gulp the first espresso down like it was a tequila shot. Hidan slammed the paper cup down. He wore sunglasses indoors, fighting against one of his frequent migraines.

“It’s the only way I can stay awake through that old man’s lecture. If he talks about the ‘eternity of art’ one more time, I’ll gut myself in the middle of the lecture hall,” growled Hidan. Against his better judgment, Itachi got up to pour him another shot of espresso.

“When are we going to meet up this week? We’ve got to work out how we’re going to assemble that big tree piece for our project,” Itachi reminded him. Hidan bared his teeth after he gulped down the rest of the coffee.

“Tomorrow?” Hidan answered.

Itachi made Hidan mark it down in his phone before he went to class.

But during that Saturday morning shift, Itachi didn’t recognize anyone who came into the cafe. In fact, he found himself in one of those nice lulls. The only customers in the cafe already had their drinks. It wasn’t his turn to clean the bathroom or to wipe the tables. So he leaned against the counter to take a breather.

Itachi straightened with the collar of his white uniform shirt. Fixed the cuffs of his rolled-up sleeves. Just as he tucked his hair behind his ears, the bell above the door jangled. Cold air blew into the cafe. Sighing, Itachi stood up straight.

“Welcome,” he said, putting on his retail smile.

“Itachi.”

Itachi’s eyes popped open. “Oh. Father.” A head popped up beside his father’s leg. “And Sasuke.”

Itachi looked around and caught the manager’s gaze. “Is it alright if I take my break?” he inquired.

So after brewing a caffe latte for his father and a hot chocolate for Sasuke, Itachi settled in the corner booth with them.

Sasuke hopped into the seat beside their father. His little feet didn’t even begin to touch the ground. When Itachi pushed the cup across the table, Sasuke tried to take a sip of his drink. Instead he covered the tip of his nose in whipped cream. Itachi chuckled. He reached out to wipe Sasuke’s face with a napkin.

“Nii-san, you made this?” asked Sasuke. His face scrunched up when Itachi rubbed at his nose with the scratchy napkin. Itachi nodded.

“Just for you.”

Sasuke’s face lit up. He tried to drink again and managed to get a gulp. “Yummy!” he declared.

“Itachi.”

Itachi returned his attention back to his father. Fugaku had retired from the police force this year. It felt strange to see him out of his officer’s uniform. Itachi had more memories of his father in the blue outfit than out of it.

“Have you been well?” Fugaku inquired.

Itachi nodded before he asked, “Where’s Mom?”

To his surprise, his father reached inside his jacket. He fumbled for a bit as he pulled out his flip phone. Itachi watched Fugaku mutter to himself as he clicked around on the buttons. He scowled when he opened up his settings by accident.

“Otou-san, you have to push this one,” said Sasuke, leaning over. He grasped Fugaku’s wrist to pull his arm down. And he pressed his thumb to the menu button. Sasuke then went back to gulping down his hot chocolate.

Finally, Fugaku managed to pull up the message he had received earlier that morning.

“She’s watching the Figure Skating Championships with her friends,” Fugaku declared, holding up the phone for Itachi to see. It was a photo of Mikoto with two of her friends. One of them was holding up a sign that said ‘MANGETSU’ in big, pink letters. Mikoto held up two little Japanese flags, grinning.

The message underneath read, “Mangetsu just did so well! I think he’s going to win gold!”

Itachi gave a helpless laugh. Fugaku lowered his phone, tucking it back into his pocket.

“Wasn’t Mom just watching figure skating the other day?” Itachi inquired.

“Apparently that was a Grand-Something? This is nationals. Just for Japanese skaters,” replied Fugaku, shaking his head.

Then again, Itachi thought, his mother had always been a huge fan of skating. He knew that his father only watched it with her to support her. It was entertaining in its own way. But somehow his mother knew the skaters by name. Even when they landed their jumps, she would groan and exclaim that they ‘popped a jump’ or ‘under-rotated’, whatever that meant. She kept track of all the dates of competitions, too.

The men of the Uchiha family knew. If there was skating going on somewhere in the world, it would be playing on the little TV in the kitchen. And no one was allowed to change the channel.

“We dropped Mom off earlier!” Sasuke told Itachi. Itachi wiped more whipped cream off Sasuke’s cheeks.

“And you kept Father company? Wow, Sasuke. You’re all grown up now,” answered Itachi with a smile. Sasuke nodded.

“You look like you’re doing well. How’s work?” questioned Fugaku.

“It’s good. It’s harder than I thought it would be. I thought you were exaggerating when you said high school would be the easiest part of my life,” responded Itachi. And then he watched his father’s hand slip into his pocket again.

“Are you doing alright on rent? You’re eating?” Fugaku went on to ask. He pulled his wallet out and began counting out bills. He rolled them up before shoving them into Itachi’s hand.

“I don’t want you to fall behind on your expenses,” Fugaku muttered.

The back of Itachi’s neck felt a little hot. He tried to push the money back.

“It’s alright, Father. I’m not starving or anything,” Itachi said. But Fugaku only nudged the money over again.

“You’re retired now. You should be saving your money,” Itachi insisted. It was pointless, though. Sighing, he accepted the money, tucking it into the pocket of his black pants.

“Thank you,” he said. Fugaku grunted something, looking away.

An awkward silence fell over them. It had been a while since they had spoken to each other. The last time had been when Itachi had gone home to celebrate his mom’s birthday. And, as usual, Itachi and Fugaku had gotten into an argument about Itachi’s decision to go to art school.

And now, Itachi laced his hands together. Recalling how he had shouted at his father not to try to control his life. He looked up when Fugaku cleared his throat.

“Itachi. I... I don’t want to control you,” Fugaku began. Neither of them could look the other in the eyes. “I just want you to make the right choices. There’s...” Fugaku broke off, letting out a heavy sigh.

“It’s hard to support yourself on an art degree. You know that, right? And when you start a family, it’ll only get harder.”

Itachi looked down at his hands as he answered: “I do.”

“But this is really what you want to do?”

“It is.”

Another pause. Fugaku tapped his fingers against the tabletop. His wedding band clacked against the wood.

“Then...it’ll take some time. But I’ll try to understand,” declared Fugaku.

Itachi lifted his head. Unsure whether he had just heard correctly or not. But he found his father look straight at him. A small smile pulling at his lips. Itachi bit the inside of his mouth. He didn’t know what to say in response to something like that.

Thankfully, Sasuke knew just what to say.

“Did you make up with Nii-san, Otou-san?” he asked.

They both looked over at Sasuke. Fugaku ruffled Sasuke’s hair.

“Yes, we did, Sasuke,” answered Fugaku.

The conversation was still awkward. Fugaku stuck around for a little longer, asking Itachi about what he was doing. Itachi explained how he and a partner were working on a project. Each semester, dance students at their school participated in an exhibition for their final grade. It was the job of scenography students to design the stage for one of these performances, which then became their final grade.

“The exhibition is next month. You should come,” Itachi offered.

And even though he could see that his father still didn’t get what he was studying, Fugaku listened to all of this. He nodded before he said, “Alright, Itachi. We’ll be there.”

Fugaku’s phone vibrated. He opened it up and read over the screen. Then he showed Itachi. Mikoto had sent over a video. It was shaky and a little blurry. But it was of a girl with pink hair gliding across the rink. They could hear several voices calling, “Saku!” as she did a lap around.

“Who’s that?” Itachi inquired.

“Some new girl that your mother is obsessed with. I can’t tell any of them apart,” sighed Fugaku, leaning back in his seat. Itachi laughed.

“Me neither.” But then he considered her white and blue outfit. “Her costume’s a pretty color, though,” Itachi added.

#butterfly #writing #itachi #not so mysterious now huh?#we're going back to his college days #big mistake y'all!#accidentally made kisame his bff when i meant it to be another character #this is what happens when you write without coffee #corrections have been made accordingly #my bad yall

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dyde21 · 7 years

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Agent Athena 1: The Revalation

Hey everyone! This is the start of a new PJO/HOO AU I’ve been bouncing around. Cafe Half-Caff is still definitely my main project, but I’ve wanted to write this chapter for a while now. This will be a side project I’ll update when I feel like it, and when I need a break from CHC but don’t expect regular updates please. I’ll focus on this after I finish Cafe Half Caff. More afterwards.

Also, fair warning. For those used to my writing, this one is definitely a little gritter and heavier than my usual work. It’s still me, so it’s going to dripping with fluff and love eventually, duh, but this chapter has some blood and violence so heads up.

(P.S. To those who are nervous by the first few paragraphs, it’s not an affair...)

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Letting out a sigh, Annabeth twirled her engagement ring around her finger. Just looking at it made her heart swell with joy, and she nearly started crying just looking at it again. But it also filled her with a crippling guilt that made it hard for her to look at it.

Closing her eyes and letting her head drop onto the steering wheel in the parking lot of the grocery store, Annabeth made up her mind.

Today was the day.

She would come clean to Percy, and tell him everything.

Annabeth knew she couldn't marry Percy with it still hidden from him. The burden would be too great, and it taint what she was sure would be the happiest day of her life. Ever since she had seen that trouble maker smile on him 3 years ago, her heart had been slowly wrenched from her grasp. He had stolen it, and taken better care of it than she ever could.

Her hands tightened on the steering wheel as another wave of guilt washed over her. While he had been nothing but honest and open with her, she had been hiding so much from him. Would he forgive her? Could he forgive her?

Sure she could list plenty of reasons, ample justification, and basic logic. But that wouldn't change the fact she had been lying to him for years. Since the start. But she cared far too much for that man to let it go. To let things go down in flames. She'd do whatever it took to make him understand. Annabeth knew he looked up to her, and breaking his trust was going to wreck him. She just hoped he'd let her pick up the pieces.

Sitting back in her car, she finally buckled her seat belt, started the car and made her way back to their house. It took all of her will power not to just take the off ramp and go and visit Piper instead of confronting him. But this needed to be done.

Her schedule was open for the next few days, and a quick message to Piper had given her a place to stay if Percy needed space. Annabeth was ready to tackle the fallout from this situation. It was time to pay the pied piper. Percy would be back from firefighting in about an hour, so she had time to start a wonderful dinner, and do everything she could to prepare.

As she made her way up the small path towards the front door, digging her keys from her pocket, she paused as she saw the door was slightly ajar.

Feeling her blood turn to ice, and her instincts kick into overdrive, Annabeth set down her bag of groceries. Reaching into her purse lining, she withdrew the compact pistol she kept in it.

Percy never left the door open. Plus, as she got closer she saw the splintered wood around it. It had been kicked open.

Praying that it had just been some over-zealous thieves, Annabeth silently made her way down the hallway.

Her footsteps were silent as she approached the walkway that lead towards their kitchen and dining room.

“Stop squirming, or it'll be worse, punk.”

Freezing in place, Annabeth felt her heart rate triple. She didn't recognize that voice. Though, she did hear a muffled voice next to him. From her experience, it was from someone's duct-taped mouth.

Quickly pulling out her phone, she sent 5 words to Piper before putting her phone back into her pocket.

Taking a deep breath, Annabeth knew what to expect when coming around the corner. She had to stay calm, and level headed if she was going to get through this situation properly. Just like always.

Counting back from three, she stood up and turned the corner, pointing her gun instantly on the unfamiliar voice.

No matter how much she had expected it, seeing a bruised Percy tied to their kitchen chair, with duct tape over his mouth and a gun to his head set Annabeth off. Never in all her years had she been so ready for blood. If Percy's safety wasn't her absolute priority the man wouldn't still be standing.

“There you are.” The strangers voice said expectantly as he stepped behind Percy, his gun never leaving her fiance's head. “Didn't hear you coming. You're as impressive as they say. Smart too, if you had tried anything I would have ended him long before you could have ended me.”

Annabeth just stayed quiet, her gun trained on the assailants head. She trusted her accuracy, but the risk was too great. The man only needed half a second to remove Percy from her life. She had to be patient.

When Percy's eyes met hers, they widened, and he began to violently thrash as he motioned with his head, telling her to run.

God, her fiance was tied to a chair, battered, with a gun to his head, and he was trying to save her life. The irony made her sick.

The man slammed his fist into the back of Percy's head, making the boy slump forward unconscious.

Annabeth bit her lip so hard it started to bleed. The man would pay.

“Let him go, now. This is your only warning.” Annabeth's voice was ice cold. “If anything happens to him, you will wish you were in his position.”

The man just laughed. “Come on, you're smart enough to understand your position. Drop your gun.”

Annabeth just stared at him, unflinching.

The man shifted his head inches, and fired the gun. The bullet ripped through the side of Percy's leg, grazing him before the gun was back at his temple.

This caused Annabeth's fiance to roar back to life with an muffled scream of agony.

Annabeth saw red, and almost fired right then but the man was right. If she even flinched towards firing, Percy would be dead regardless of whether or not she hit her target. Slowly, and deliberately Annabeth moved her gun to the side and dropped it onto the ground.

“Good girl. Kick it to me.” Annabeth slid the gun across the floor towards him.

The man just knocked it away from them. “Now I need you to answer some questions about Olympus, agent Athena.”

Annabeth's eyes widened. Her cover had been blown? How?

“Shocked? Everyone knows now. We got your roster.” He said with a wicked sneer. “A benevolent gift.”

Annabeth's eyes narrowed, her brain starting to overload. There were too many things to process. To much was happenin-

A weak groan escaped Percy's mouth and he looked up at her, tears brimming as he jerked once loosely with his head with a simple message.

Run.

Right. The situation was simple. Percy's life was the only thing that mattered right now. Everything else could wait.

“Who talked?”

The man just laughed. “Dunno. Don't care.”

Annabeth froze with her hands still in the air. Her fists clenched, barely able to hold herself back.

“Now talk. Where is CHB?”

Annabeth stayed quiet, until she saw the man move the gun closer towards Percy's head. “Fine. CH-”

RIIIINNNGGGG

Both of them froze in place at the sudden sound of the telephone. They were too well trained to make a panicked reaction to it, but both of their attention had shifted to it for the briefest moment. That was when the sound of glass shattering rang out. A bullet ripped through the man's shoulder, causing him to drop the gun, as he stumbled.

Annabeth's hand whipped out to her belt, drawing one of the hidden smaller knives and flicking it into his leg.

Before the man had hit the ground, Annabeth had lunged forward, tackling him down and grabbing her gun back up.

Annabeth knelt on him, giving him a swift punch for good measure before she turned to Percy. Wincing, she ripped the tape off his mouth, before kissing it quickly to muffle his scream. “Sorry.” She muttered gently.

Percy just stared at her, wide eyed and in a panic. It was clear to her how freaked out he was. His fear broke her heart into a million pieces, but she didn't have time to deal with it yet.

“What's going on?” He asked desperately, looking at all the blood around them.

“He really doesn't know anything. How precious.” The man's rough voice sounded.

In a flash Annabeth turned, and knelt down on him, digging her knee into his shoulder wound. She pressed her gun to his head roughly. “Quiet. Not another word unless it's answering my question. Who was on the roster.”

The man just laughed. “You don't scare me girlie.” His eyes shifted to Percy. “She's not who she says she is kid. She's a spy.”

Ripping the knife from his leg, Annabeth stabbed it into his bicep, and knelt a little harder on his shoulder wound. “QUIET. Answer me now, and it will be painless.”

The man gasped in pain, sending a murderous glare up to her. “Everyone. All 6 of you.”

Annabeth's brow furrowed. That wasn't good. But...

“Who sent it.”

“I don-”

The knife twisted a little bit.

“Agh! Luke! Luke leaked it!”

Annabeth faltered, sitting back a bit. Luke? She knew he had gone rogue but...

“Annabeth!”

Percy's voice cut through her train of thought, snapping her back. The man's hand had moved towards his side but Annabeth was quicker, another gunshot, and the man stopped moving.

Standing up, Annabeth quickly moved over to Percy. She pulled her knife from her boot and quickly cut the ropes away from him.

“Percy, we need to go.” Annabeth offered. It was really the last thing she wanted to tell him in the situation, but it was the most important. She didn't have time to explain everything. There was no guarantee that guy was alone.

“Y-y-you k-killed him.”

Annabeth nodded solemnly. “I had no choice, plus after what he did to you? He deserved worse.” Annabeth muttered, casting a cold look over her shoulder.

“But he was down. You didn't need to...” Percy's voice shook a bit, and Annabeth felt her resolve crumbling. She could see Percy starting to fall apart, and God, it tore her up inside. But she couldn't deal with it right now. They needed to leave, plus Percy's leg needed to be treated. It was just a graze of course, but still bad.

Annabeth reached down, pulling another gun from the man's waist line. “He was going for this. That guy may not have been anything special, but he wasn't useless. He would have killed us both a second later.”

Percy just stared at the gun, and Annabeth saw his gaze shift to her bloodied hand.

Annabeth scowled, frustrated that everything had gone so wrong. The situation was slipping through her fingers and she wasn't sure how to salvage it, for Percy's sake.

“Annabeth. You're a spy? What is going on.” Percy said, trying to stand up before he stumbled and clutched his leg.

Annabeth barely managed to catch him before he could hit himself on the counter.

“I promise you. I will explain everything, but it can't be here. We're not safe.”

Percy looked at her with an expression she hadn't seen in a long time in his eyes. Mistrust.

That single look sapped her strength and she almost buckled. Percy was scared of her. It was her biggest fear come true.

“Annabeth.” His voice was guarded. “I don't know...”

She paused, looking into his eyes for any sign of hope.

“Percy. I know you're probably terrified. I know you don't know what's going on. But I swear to God, right now all I care about is getting you to safety. You let me do that, and I will answer any questions you have. Just right now, please, if there's any love left for me in your heart, let me keep you safe.”

Annabeth poured her heart out into each word. She was desperate, she needed Percy to listen to her, just this once.

Slowly Percy nodded. “Okay.”

Annabeth felt a new wave of strength flood her. She had done it. She had bought herself enough time to get him to safety. And maybe... there was a little hope there after all.

A familiar sound of an engine revving came from outside and Annabeth wrapped Percy's arm over her shoulder. She quickly began to lead him out of the house.

“What about the body? The house? The cops surely must be coming.”

Annabeth shook her head. “We have a clean up crew. Plus connections. By the time anyone gets here it will look like a simple break in. Don't worry about it.”

Percy just looked confused, but kept hobbling along side her.

“We?” He asked after a moment.

As they reached the large black SUV, the door opened and Jason extended an arm to help him Percy inside.

“Jason?” Percy asked, eyes wide. He looked to Annabeth in shock. “He's one too?”

“Hurry up guys, we need to be gone. Now.” A female voice sounded from the driver's seat.

“Piper?” Percy said, belief leaving his tone. “You guys are spies too?”

Jason and Piper shared a look as Annabeth climbed in the car after Percy, applying pressure to his leg.

“He knows?” Piper asked after a moment.

“There was a man in there. Some grunt. Our cover's been blown, and he let it slip I'm a spy. Considering I just killed him, I couldn't really play it off at the time.” Annabeth offered, still pressing down on Percy's wound while studying his face. She was pretty good at reading people, most of all Percy who she had spent years adoring his face and memorizing his every heartwarming expression.

But what she saw right now just made her heart hurt. He looked scared, confused, betrayed, tired, and just plain shell shocked.

“Annabeth, what the hell is going on?”

“Percy. It's okay. We'll explain...” Jason tried but Percy snapped his head to him.

“You are one too? Both of you? You just hid it from me?” Percy snapped at him.

Jason just stayed quiet, a look of guilt crossing his face.

“Percy...” Annabeth's voice was gentle, like she was approaching a dangerous animal.

Percy's hard gaze snapped to her, before it softened ever so slightly. “You've been lying to me all this time? You don't work over seas as a deal maker for the government?”

Annabeth chewed her lip, her gaze falling. “In a way I do...”

Percy just let out a hollow laugh. “Of course. My fiances a spy, she just killed a man.” He muttered to himself in disbelief. “I knew you were too good to be true. There was no way someone like you could love me.” He muttered.

Annabeth's jaw dropped, and she felt something in her chest die. Percy was losing all trust in her, and the worst part was she couldn't even blame him.

“Percy!” Piper's voice snapped from the front, a blaze of anger in it. “Don't you dare say that. I know you're scared, confused, and pissed off. But don't you dare say that Annabeth doesn't love you. You don't know the hell she's been through for your sake. All the stuff she's done and had to deal with in order to stay in a relationship with you.” Her voice was shaking slightly.

Annabeth just stayed quiet, unable to trust her own voice. Piper knew better than anyone how much she cared for Percy, and the hell she had to go through with CHB in order to stay in a relationship with Percy as a spy. It was unheard of.

Percy just looked over at Annabeth, his eyes a mixture of pain and mistrust, before they looked down at his lap. The rest of the car trip had been quiet, only the hum of the engine making any noise.

Soon enough they were at one of their safe houses, an apartment in a massive complex. Taking a side entrance, they quickly made their way up to the 7th floor before they approached a door.

Percy paused outside of it, a little flush from the effort he had to make to move with his wound. “If I go in there, will I ever leave?” He asked, in a surprisingly scared voice from the usually tough, and brave tone she had grown so fond of from him.

“Percy... I swear, I just want you safe. We'll treat your wounds, then I'll explain everything. We'll move on from there.” Annabeth offered, proud of how stable her voice had sounded.

Percy looked at her one more time, before nodding.

Piper opened the door, and immediately Hazel bounced out of it, looking Percy over. “Are you okay?”

Percy's jaw dropped. “You too?” Glancing behind her, he saw Frank standing in the room, and Leo in the back typing on a computer. “All of you guys...” His voice trailed off into a tone that once again broke something in Annabeth.

Percy just limped into the room, staying quiet.

Annabeth slowly walked in after him, ignoring the sympathetic looks from the rest of her crew.

“Seaweed Brain...” She said gently, resting a hand on his shoulder, until he flinched.

Percy just looked at her with broken eyes. “Is... is there a shower? I just want to get changed...” He muttered, gesturing to his outfit that was still stained with blood.

Annabeth nodded, gesturing to one of the doors.

Frank offered him a towel and a fresh pair of clothes, which Percy silently took before he headed into the room. The sound of a shower going started up a moment later.

Annabeth stared at the wall blankly for a moment. “I'm going to the spare bedroom. I'll explain things to Percy in there afterwards.” She offered, before numbly walking over. None of the crew seemed to find anything to say to her. They all knew this day would happen eventually.

Making it a few steps into the spare room, Annabeth just sunk to her knees, clutching her chest. She started sobbing uncontrollably as she felt her world crumbling to pieces all around her. Her cover had been blown, her fiance nearly lost his life, and she had broken his spirit and betrayed his trust in ways she wasn't sure she could ever repair. The love of her life, the reason she had been able to keep going in the most difficult missions she had been in possibly hated her now. She had given up so much to be with him, and she knew how much he had loved her, cared for her, and helped her even when he didn't know the full story. Sure they didn't have a perfect relationship, they bickered more than she cared to admit, but they had been inseparable. Percy had always picked up the pieces of her after a difficult mission, even if he didn't know why. He had taught her to enjoy life, to see the world for more than just the string of missions her life had become. He had coaxed her out of her shell, and inspired her to reach new heights, all the while volunteering his free time as a fire fighter to save lives. She had ground all that trust and love they had built into the dirt, and she wasn't sure she could handle it.

Annabeth wasn't sure how long it had been before Piper had entered the room and just hugged her tight, offering quiet, reassuring words as Annabeth cried like she hadn't in a long time. Her foundation had just been ripped from her, but it wasn't over yet. Piper helped her remember that.

Percy still trusted her enough to go with her. She had One chance to save this, and she wasn't about to ruin it.

Eventually the shower shut off, and Piper excused herself, saying that the rest of them were going to give the two space, and that she'd be sticking around on the opposite end of the apartment just to be safe.

Annabeth had managed to change clothes into sweat pants and a tanktop, and cleaned all the blood off of her. As she sat on the bed, fidgeting with her engagement ring, she heard the door open.

“We need to talk.”

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Thank you for reading! Like I said before, this is just a side story. Quick updates aren’t likely, but I can answer some questions on it if you have them. Also, it totally sounded like an affair in the beginning of the story, but its not, but I left it that way. Promise you she’s been nothing but faithful to him.

I hope you enjoyed it! I know it’s a bit darker than my usual stuff, but I’m still a dude, I do enjoy action here and there. Absurds amounts of fluff are still in this AU, don’t worry.

#percabeth #pjo #percy jackson #annabeth chase #Agent Athena #Spy!AU #New project #Side Project

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