#Can you guys tell I’m loving pd

[valeovalairs]

and thus commences my school jrwi doodle dumps for this year

There’s this one too but I already posted it lmao

[hyuukas]

“i’m always proud of you” | mjh day

genre: fluff, comfort (angst if you squint? anxious!jaehyun for short) (pd. the end is a tiny but suggestive for the smut in part two!)

warnings: bf!jaehyun x fem!reader, pet names, food, woonhak mentioned, he’s a bit insecure at the beginning. lmk if there’s anything else. NOT PROOFREAD

feedback is really appreciated (reblog + comment) as a new ish writer!

“baby, it’s gonna go well, okay? i’ve seen you all practice hundreds of times” you tried to reassure your boyfriend in the day of one of the most important awards ceremony.

he (and the entire group) is usually really confident on stage, but you could tell his birthday was also on his mind. he had barely had time to speak to his parents today and he didn’t want to disappoint them, the show being the reason he couldn’t see them.

but he didn’t want to disappoint his members or his fans either, and especially, he didn’t want to disappoint you.

“hyung, we have to go” you hear woonhak say from the other side of the door. you look at him, grabbing his cheeks and whispering softly “you are gonna do great, you’re gonna enjoy yourself as much as you always do and i’ll have to be fighting every twitter user asking ‘who the guy with the white highlights is’”.

he stares into your eyes, pouting and hugging your waist, tilting his head slightly, looking just like a puppy. “thank you”.

you lean in just in time to kiss him, a sweet connection that makes your heart flutter as his fingers grasp your waist.

before it can get more intense, you pull out, grabbing his hand and leading him to his door before turning around. “i’m always proud of you”.

you wish good luck to the whole group and say goodbye as you see them leave in a van before starting to prepare your little surprise for jaehyun.

⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚ ⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚

you watch the awards show from the warmth of your home as you lay a few wrapped gifts on the table and decorate the walls with a few silver fringe backdrop curtains and some endearingly ugly “happy birthday” balloons.

you wait for him to say he’s leaving the show to order fried chicken, not the fanciest food but one he loves, and pull out some drinks as you wait.

the delivery guy arrives to your apartment barely five minutes before your boyfriend did, collapsing into your arms from exhaustion.

“you did great, baby” you whispered, arms around him as his breath calmed down. he adorably brings one of your hands to his head, and you grant his wish as you rub your fingers through his locks.

“take a shower while i lay the table?”. he only nods, looking around and smiling at the decorations. “good boy” you whisper, kissing his forehead before seeing him walk to the bathroom.

a few minutes later, he comes out, seemingly more energised with his grey sweatpants and black tank top. dinner takes place in between reassurance and praises, his ears red as he hears you speak while enjoying the chicken and the seaweed soup you had tried to prepare.

“wait!”. you get up, reaching behind the table to pull out a small cake with a candle, which you lit before bringing it to the table while singing. he just looks at you adoringly, barely even noticing the cake but thinking about how lucky he is. shortly after, he closes his eyes blows the candle.

you both move to the couch, unwrapping a few small gifts before handing him an envelope. “are you my sugar mommy now? giving me money?” he laughs and you scoff, playfully hitting his shoulder.

soon, he’s gasping and hugging you, his eyes not believing what they’re seeing. “tickets to see tyler? are you kidding me?” he says excited, his lips almost hurting from his smile.

after thanking you, kissing you and ranting about his love for the rapper (and for you), you place your hand on his thigh. “there’s one more gift. well, two- no, it kind of is just one”. you giggle quietly, your words coming out as everything but suggestive, what you had first intended.

you hand him a small box, his eyes curious at first, until he almost whimpers, realisation hitting him.

“baby…” he whispers.

[ part 2 (SMUT) coming tomorrow! ]

[livwritesstuff]

I keep seeing this tiktok of a comedian's daughter calling her while she's in the middle of a set, and now I’m thinking about how often this would happen to Eddie while he's away on book tours.

Like, he's doing a reading or a meet and greet or something, and right in the middle of answering a question –

“Oh, Christ, my daughter’s calling me,” Eddie says, glancing at his phone vibrating on the wooden table, “Should we all say hi?”

A chorus of laughs and some enthusiastic Yeahs come from the crowd, so he picks up his phone and holds it up to the mic as he accepts the call.

“Hi Hazel,” he says.

“Heeey,” she says, all sweet and cool and teenager-y, and Eddie can’t help but grin and roll his eyes as the audience laughs.

“Haze, I’m at a reading – say hi,” he tells her, then grins again as the microphone just barely picks up Hazel’s gasp.

Eddie punches the speaker button in time for Hazel’s, “Dad! Are you for real?”

“Say hi!” Eddie prods again.

Crackly silence comes through the phone for a moment.

“Dad, Robbie and I were looking at your tour dates and we saw that you’re going to L.A. and, like, southern California.”

Eddie shakes his head, pointing at his phone in a can you believe this shit kind of way.

“Yeah, I’ll, like, be in Cali next week.”

“Well, can we come, maybe?”

“How – Hazel, you’re in school. How are you gonna come with me when you guys have school?”

“No, Dad, we have the week off!”

Eddie furrows his eyebrows, because he’s pretty damn sure there’s no federal holidays coming up, or any other reason for his two high-schoolers to have an entire week off of school.

“For what?”

“Well…we have a four-day weekend for professional development or whatever so it’d be just two days we’d have to miss school, plus Friday which, like, barely even counts.”

“Uh-huh,” he deadpans, much to the amusement of the crowd, “What about Moe? Do college professors conveniently have PD days too?”

“No, but it’s fine. She doesn’t wanna go.”

Eddie drops his jaw theatrically.

“Oh, that’s real nice.”

“Yeah!"

“And what about Pop? How’s Papa gonna feel about you all leaving him by his lonesome for a week?”

“Duh, he’ll come too.”

"Oh, duh, of course," Eddie rolls his eyes (and now he's trying to hide that, yeah, it would actually be nice to spend the final leg of his book tour with Steve and their kids), "Hazy, I gotta go. I'm working right now, but I'll call you back later, alright?"

"Okay, yeah, please do."

"Please do?" he repeats, "Sorry, why-"

"Okay, love you Dad!"

"Love you too, Ha-" Eddie is cut off by a short beep as Hazel hangs up, "Jesus Christ."

He sighs, then looks back out at the crowd.

“Y'know, I love my kids so much, but…don’t have children if you want to maintain any control in your life. My daughters have been running the show since the day the first one was born.”

[the--blackdahlia]

Taking Care of Him (Keaton Bruce Wayne x Reader)

Title: Taking Care of Him

Summary: Sometimes Bruce needs taken care of (not smut)

Warning: Mentions of nudity? I guess?

For @blackberries45

Bruce sat on the closed toilet lid, looking worse for wear after a long night of patrolling. He had some bruises and scrapes on him, but the biggest thing was he just looked so tired. There was no way you were letting him in bed smelling like a Gotham alley, and he was dead on his feet. Being the caring, thoughtful person you were, you started running the water in the large tub in the master bathroom. The water began to fill the black tub, and once it had reached a certain height, you added some moisturizing bubble bath and Epsom salts. Bruce might have been a tough guy in public, but you knew he loved to have a spa-like pampering every so often.

“Bruce,” You whispered softly, getting his blue eyes locking on yours. “I’m gonna help you undress, okay?”

“You just like seeing me naked,” He chuckled a little. You helped him pull off the black tank top he had been wearing, as well as the shorts. You hated to hear him groan as sore muscles protested.

“Ok, let’s get you up and into the tub. The water should be nice and warm, and the salts should have dissolved enough,” You helped him stand and walked him toward the tub.

“Are you gonna join me?” He asked as he climbed into the tub and settled into the water, moaning softly at the feeling of the water.

“I can if you want me to.”

“I always want you,” He gave you that charming smile, the same one that he had used the first time he had talked to you at that gala. You quickly stripped out of your clothes and climbed into the tub with him. You felt him wrap an arm around you and pull you flat against his chest.

“Bruce, I’m supposed to be taking care of you.”

“You are,” He buried his face in your hair. “You’re my emotional support bath drawer.”

“What a sweet talker you are,” You laughed and reached to turn the water off. Once that was done, you were pulled back into the waiting arms of one Mr. Wayne. “How do you feel?”

“Much better,” He sighed, relaxing. “You know how to take care of me.”

“Well, one of us has to. Or you’d walk around smelling like a sewer,” You were joking, but he placed a kiss against your bare shoulder.

“Thank you. For everything. I don’t know where I’d be if I didn’t have you,” He pulled you tighter to him. Any tighter, and you two would become one.

“Let’s get that hair washed. I think you’re starting to get sleepy,” You grabbed his shampoo and started to lather his wet hair before rinsing. Then you helped him wash himself off. “Ok, I’m going to give you a towel. You start drying off while I go grab you some clean clothes.”

“Yes ma’am,” He smiled, but you could tell he was exhausted. You climbed out of the tub and dried off before getting him a towel and making sure he didn’t fall on his face as he climbed out. When he was in the suit, he was as graceful as could be. But when he was Bruce, he could trip walking in a straight line on a flat surface. Satisfied that he wasn’t going to fall, you went to the bedroom to get him a pair of sweatpants and a Gotham PD shirt. You brought it back to him, smiling as you watched him dry his curls. They would be a mess in the morning, or afternoon. Whenever he decided to wake up. But you didn’t want to make him stay awake any longer than needed.

“Here we go,” You handed him the clothes, watching from a distance as he dressed himself. Once you were both dressed, you took his hand and led him to the bed.

“I’m so glad I have you,” He pulled you to him for a kiss. “Don’t ever forget how much I love you. Even when I’m being an asshole.”

“I love you too Brucie,” You pulled back the covers, allowing him to crawl into bed. He was out like a light, but still managed to reach out for you and pull you to him, allowing you to go to sleep, safe in his arms for another night.

[svt-nari]

Hiii! Can you do a post about the NANA TOUR PLEASEEE🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

a/n: i finished watching nana tour a few days ago and finally decided to write about nari’s experience there! hope you like it bae <3 (not proofread yet, sorry for any mistakes!)

nana tour highlighted moments:

nari’s mission:

“oh~ i’m excited to get my mission!”, she squirmed in her seat, a large smile present on her face.

“okay, okay.” na pd laughed, messing with the cards. “pick it up!”

nari eagerly picked up the card, laughing out loud when she read her mission. she looked at the crew in disbelief, loving how easy her challenge was.

“it’s so easy! it’ll be over in minutes!”, she laughed.

“what is it, tell us,”

she turned the card around, giggling while the camera focused on the words written on it. ‘get at least five members to join you in a dance performance.’ was written in korean on the paper, nari giggling once again as she thought of them dancing.

“i hope it’s as easy as you say. i think they’ll be doubting every step you take.” na pd laughed.

“oh~ get a few drinks in their system and we are ready!”

dinari moment:

nari was peacefully laying down on the ground while reading a random book coups put in her bag so she could distract herself, a small smile present on her face from reading the little notes he left on the pages he thought that needed to be highlighted. she heard humming behind her but could care less about it as she was immersed by the book.

dino sighed as he entered the living room, plopping down on the floor next to nari and scooting over to read the book with her.

“was it coups hyung who wrote this?”, he questioned, smiling slightly at how cute the couple was.

nari nodded, sighing right after. she missed him a lot, she wished he could be with them. sadly it was impossible due to his condition, he needed to rest as much as possible to come back soon.

chan sighed too, a bit sad at seeing her upset about the whole ordeal. he scooted closer to her and gave nari a side hug, snuggling closer to her side. nari smiled and returned the hug, sneakily putting her hand in his head to pet it, just like she did back in their trainee days. the both of them sighed contentedly, opting to stay in this moment for a little longer.

little did they know that some of the other members were watching them adoringly from afar, taking pictures to capture the adorable moment forever.

mission time!

nari was feeling a little bored after eating dinner and decided to lay a bit on the couch, doing nothing but scrolling through tiktok. as she ended up scrolling through a challenge, nari suddenly got an idea to start her own mission. sneakily she sent it on the group chat, asking if anyone wanted to do it with her.

enthusiastically, hoshi, seungkwan, mingyu and vernon agreed to it. nari got confused when the american boy agreed but accepted it nonetheless, though, she still needed one more member to agree so she could be done with the mission.

me anyone else wanna join? we need one more person to be in sync like the video…

junie ⁉️ if there’s still room i’m in!

nari laughed mischievously to herself and got up, sending a quick message so the guys would come towards her. she quickly set up her phone and waited for them to come, doing a few touch ups on her clothes.

“noona~”, seungkwan sang playfully, hugging her arm.

“kwanie~”, she imitated him, squeezing his cheek softly. “where are the others?”, she questioned him as only seungkwan and vernon came to the living room.

“ah, mingyu is changing, hoshi needed to use the bathroom and i don’t know about jun.” vernon quickly explained and nari thanked him, asking them if they wanted to practice the quick choreography.

just as they started rewatching the video, jun sneakily appeared behind them, softly putting his hand on nari’s shoulder. that ended up startling her, in which she ended up screaming from the jumpscare.

“jun-ah!”, she yelled out, wide eyed. “you almost killed me!”

he sheepishly smiled and apologized, giving nari a quick pat on the head as they went back to watching the video. the four started to learn the choreography little by little, laughing here and there whenever they messed up.

“i can’t believe this!”, hoshi fake-cried. “you started without me!?”

they only mocked him, mingyu laughed at that and joined them in a newly dressed shirt that he bought in italy and some sweatpants. they quickly got the choreography after that and started to take different videos of the dance to decided which one got better.

as they finished, nari smirked naughtily towards a camera and giggled, sending the video to cheol with ‘i just made these dorks do my mission without them knowing 😋’ written underneath the sent video.

revealing herself:

“so, nari, did you complete your mission?”, na pd asked, pushing his glasses higher. “you said it was easy so i expect you did.”

nari giggled and gave him a thumbs up, the other members’ eyes widening while they all started to speculate what her mission could possibly be.

“noona, you were so quiet the whole day! there’s no way you did it!”, chan wondered.

“right, nari-ah.”, wonwoo interrupted. “even i thought you were a bit too quiet, that’s a lot…”

well, they weren’t exaclty wrong. nari had in fact been quiet the whole day, the reason being her missing cheol more than expected. she was having fun, sure, but being away from him made her feel a bit sad at times. nari even called him a few times that day – something that she does on a daily basis, but not more than two times per day. seungcheol found it weird too, but since he also missed her he didn’t ask about it.

“i told you why i was quiet when kwanie interrogated me at the kitchen.”, she laughed slightly. “but i did complete my mission!”

“can you show us?”

immediately she got her phone and turned it towards the entire table, bursting in a laughing fit when she saw their reactions. the members in the video were feeling even more betrayed, with seungkwan and jun having agape mouths and shocked looks on their faces. vernon had his iconic ‘o’ expression while mingyu and hoshi were pointing at her in disbelief of the situation.

“so, can you tell us your mission again?”, na pd laughed, loving the chaos.

“well…”, she hid her phone, smiling sweetly. “i had to get at least five members to perform a dance with me!”

then chaos broke once again as everyone felt betrayed by their older sister.

whisper game:

as they were in a uneven number, the members decided to let nari pick whoever she wanted to pair up with. she ended up being the last member to go, so she decided on seungkwan. they all – but seungkwan – complained about her choice and the only answer she gave them was:

“he’s funnier than all of you combined, so shut up.”, which made them burst out laughing at her nonchalant expression.

nari’s head bopped to the beat, she was so distracted by it that she didn’t even see seungkwan trying to get her attention. ‘drunk-dazed’ by enhypen was blasting her ears, the woman being unable to contain herself was dancing to her heart’s content. the boys laughed at her carefree attitude, dancing as if there was no one else there.

“HWANG NARI!”, seungkwan yelled in her face. “let’s start?”

startled she nodded, facing forward as mingyu stands behind her with the written word towards seungkwan only. everyone laughed as soon as they saw it, going crazy as they knew fans would love this specific part of the episode. the word ‘wedding’ was written in korea hadnwriting, seungkwan being open mouthed while trying to think of what to say.

“okay!”, he started. “ring!”, he shouted.

“RING!”, nari yelled out, receiving a nod from seungkwan and laughs from the other people present.

“woah, noona’s voice can get loud!”, vernon said impressed.

“special ring!”, the boy tried once again.

“oh!”, she thought. “OH! ENGAGEMENT!”

“OTHER WORD FOR THAT!”, seungkwan said enthusiastically.

“proposal?”, she wondered, receiving a head shake in response. “wedding?”, she said, getting an excited nod from her dongsaeng. “WEDDING! oh-“, she pouted. “i miss cheollie now.”

the staff cooed at her, the boys either rolling their eyes or booing her words. nari just shrugged, claiming ‘you are just jealous that you won’t get married like me’ which made them boo her even louder.

-

“HWANG NARI!”, seungkwan stressed. “PAY ATTENTION TO MY MOUTH!”

“i don’t think our leader is gonna like seungkwan’s words…”, jun wondered, which made everyone roar in laughter.

“YOU DON’T MAKE SENSE!”, nari yelled back. “i can’t hear you anyways…”

seungkwan sighed stressed, trying to keep himself sane while playing the game with her. mingyu laughed while holding the big card while silently asking if seungkwan wanted to pass the ‘yogurt’ word in which the youngest nodded in defeat. though, the next word made him smile big as he knew she would guess it right away.

“FAVORITE ICE CREAM!”, he yelled.

“MINE OR YOURS?”, nari yelled back.

the members were all slightly cringing from how loud the two were speaking, though they were being the funniest duo in the game. nari seemed unbothered at all times while seungkwan stressed over trying to make her understand what he wanted to say.

“YOURS!”

“oh.”, she thought. “i don’t have one tho…”

everyone bursted out laughing at that.

“THE ONE YOU EAT THE MOST!”, seungkwan tried once again.

“oh!”, she smiled happily. “cookies and cream.”

“right!”, seungkwan smiled. “now a cookie brand.”

“a what?”

“cookie,” he said slowly. “brand.”

nari scratched her head slightly as she thought of something to say. a sudden look of realization crossed her features as she stopped in her tracks, smiling big as she shouted out her answer. quick images of her cat flashing through her mind

“OREO!”, she jumped in her seat. “OREO! OREO!”

seungkwan nodded to her and was ready to say she succeeded, though, right on cue the timer set off, indicating their time to invert positions had come. they quickly complied and seungkwan sighed out once at his new seat.

“god…”, he took his headphones off for a breather. “i feel like i just lost ten years of life…”

“well,” nari smiled sweetly at him, getting up to stand in front of him. “sorry not sorry an mianhaeseo mianhae~”, she started to sing and dance to itzy’s song, making everyone laugh once again.

all rights reserved © svt-nari, 2024

[whyse7vn]

MR BANG? -

[ot7 x reader]

DRUGGIES

8 participants - 8 online

———————————

jk: be honest do you guys love me

cuz why did you let me do a song with central cee…

yoongi: wanted to laugh

y/n: you didn’t even tell me

hobi: i actually begged you not to if i remember correctly!

jimin: what is central cee??

jin: what are we taking about

tae: when he said “im not a her father” it really resonated with me cuz i’m also not her father

y/n: who is her?

hobi: the block b song?

jk: wish i was her

jimin: central cee?? do i know central cee?? is this like jack hammer’s cousin or something

jin: tf is jack hammer?

yoongi: jack harlow

y/n: jack and jill something about a hill

jin: what is actually going on

hobi: too much!!!!

jk: did you like the song tho

yoongi: no!

jk: minus jack harlow

y/n: you did another song with jack harlow??

jk: i mean central cee

hobi: celery

jimin: TF IS A CENTRAL CEE??????

jin: wow i’m loosing my mind

jin added namjoon to “DRUGGIES”

tae: that’s not namjoons number

jin: yes it is

tae: omg wait

why do have two namjoons in my contacts??

jin: idk tf

leave me alone

namjoon: i am done interacting with you guys outside of work hours

jimin: do you know central cee namjoon?

hobi: we have work hours?

tae: why do i actually have 2 namjoons

i’m freaking out

do you have a twin joon?????

namjoon: no

tae: ok but why do i have two of you then??

explain that

i bet you can’t

namjoon: stop talking to me

now.

y/n: now.

hobi: that was so alpha x reader of you joonie

yoongi: x reader?

tae: alpha???

jk: namjoon has a twin?

jin: ew

someone kill it

tae: should i add the twin to the gc?

y/n: no

jk: yesssss!!!

tae added Bang PD to “DRUGGIES”

jimin: oh

tae: hello namjoons twin!!

quick question when we had that threesome did you happen to feel anything??

namjoom: OH MY GOD???

namjoon changed the gc name to “bts💜”

tae: just want to know if that twin telepathy stuff is real

hobi: do you even know what telepathy is?

tae: yeah

jimin: i highly doubt that actually!

tae: come on joon number 2 you can tell me!!!

bang pd: Wow Taehyung and Namjoon have had a threesome together?

That is what you guys do on your days off?

namjoon: HES JOKING sir lol!!

i am so sorry idk why he even said that

tae: sir lmao??????

don’t tell me ur the younger twin 😭

yoongi: wow he’s dumb as fuck

y/n: ??omg

mr bang!!!!!!!!

bff what are you doing here???

tae: what?

Bang PD: Y/n ☺️!!!

I actually have no idea it seems Taehyung has added me in here under the impression i am Namjoons twin?

tae: oh my god…….

OH MY GOD….

OH MY GOD

jin: yeah

Bang PD: It’s ok i can leave if you would like me too.

y/n: don’t be silly you can stay!!!!!!!

namjoon: sir don’t worry you can stay! we don’t really talk much here anyways

jk: yes we do

why is he lying

namjoon: no we don’t

jk: ???????

we talk here everyday

basically every hour

omg just like my song

every hour

every minute

every second

hehhehehe

jimin: yk jk can’t take a hint

idk why ur trying namjoon

namjoon: so how was your day sir?

Bang PD: It was good thanks for asking!

How was yours?

namjoon: busy as usual!

jk: why is he lying again

he was at our house

wasn’t he y/n??

he didn’t even do anything

he just sat there…

Bang PD: Oh?

namjoon: HA HA HA WOW JUNGKOOK UR SO FUNNY

wow classic jungkook!!!

don’t be silly you know i was in the studio working on the song coming out soon ha ha lol

jimin: i’m telling you he’s not gonna get it…

jk: is namjoon ok?

why is he acting strange

and lying

bet it’s the coke 😭

y/n: LMAO

not funny

Bang PD: Ha i hope that’s a joke jungkook😂

namjoon: IT IS

IT REALLY IS HA LOL

rigHT GUYs??????

hobi: HA HA HA JUNGKOOK UR SO FUNNY WOW UR HILARIOUS ACTUALLY WOW LOL

yoongi: ???

oh

yeah

sooooo funny lol

jin: 😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

jimin: wow ur so silly jungkook!

tae: LOOOOOOOL

jk: i’m not joking

namjoon: you are

jk: i’m not :(

namjoon: i’m telling you

you are

jk: why

Bang PD: Sorry guys as much fun as it was talking to you all i must leave now.

I hope you all enjoy your weekend and don’t cause too much trouble haha

The leaked chats was enough drama for this year!!!

y/n: ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

leaving so soon

bye bff

namjoon: goodbye sir please take care of yourself and we will definitely keep out of troubles way haha

right guys???

tae: ig

jimin: ofc bye mr bang ☺️!

jin: yes no trouble for us !!

even thought it wasn’t even my fault LOL

bye mr bang💓

yoongi: yup 👍🏻

bye

hobi: no trouble no drama!! it was nice speaking to you!!!

jk: GOODBYE MR BANG 😆

Bang PD: and before i go y/n i hope you and Jaehyun are doing well ❤️

Bang PD left “bts💜”

yoongi: huh

jin: OHMYGOD??/?:£7.

namjoon: um

jimin: HELPPPPPPPCPFFOFOFOLFK

jk: NO SAY THIS IS FUCKING FAKE OHMUGOD

hobi: wait plot twist

tae: SHUT THE FUCK UP????????????????

y/n: wow um

that’s CRAZY wow

WHAT A FUCKING SNAKE BTW

but um

wow

i swear i can explain!

WOOOOW

UM

ok maybe i can’t lol

wow

y/ns first time left speechless 😱

first time for everything hahahaha

ok that wasn’t funny

soooo like wooooowww that was crazy

why did tae have mr bang saved under joons name ??

he’s so silly am i right or am i right??

jk: i’m going to kill myself

tae: i’ve never fallen to my knees so hard before

yoongi: nct lame as hell

namjoon: so are you dating him or?????

jk: IS THIS WHY yOU HAVENT KISSED ME IN LIKE 4MONTHS?/£:&;&; OH MY GOD

IM GONNA YEHSNDCN XNDJCJJSKFJJDMDIXJCJVK

THERE IS ANOTHER MAN

IM GOJNA KMS

IOHMXUXUDICICJDNDJCJ

y/n: ok so basically

y/n left “bts💜”

jimin: she’s so real for that

hobi: feminism

jin: LWMSODOOFO

yoongi added y/n to “bts💜”

namjoon: let’s move on

yoongi: no wtf???

y/n: hi guys !!!😁😁😁😁😁

hobi: in my baggy baggy baggy baggy baggy baggy jeans

jimin: be honest was try again about you

hobi: pls remember my answer is you 😉

jin: thought she liked mark lee

tae: she liked me once

sighs

jk: sHE LIKED MEFIRST

yoongi: yeah now ur lying

jimin: ohmygod cat fight!!!!!!

namjoon: now is not the time guys

hobi: look at joon trying to be the voice of reason

we know you mad asf rn don’t pretend 😭

namjoon: shut the fuck up both of you

jin: i’m on y/ns side i support women’s rights and wrongs!!!!

y/n: I AM NOT IN THE WRONG

jin: yeah ok you go girl!!!!!

yoongi: u saying ur not in the wrong is crazy lmao

jimin: NOO CUZZ WHY THEY FR FIGHTING JIN HOBI ARE YOU SEEING THIS

hobi: LAMSKDKKDODNDJSKSJD

THIS IS CRAZYYY

jin: TEAM Y/N!!!!!!!!!!

namjoon: stop

hobi: yk what didn’t stop

y/n when she made jaehyun her boyfriend

jimin: LAMOSDODOODODODJ

jin: HELP ME OHMUGOFJDJDJXB

y/n: okay guys shut the fuck up 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

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okay LMAO this was clearly an unfinished work lmao but it was so silly not to post LIKE??? and this was obviously written right after too much came out and then i edited a little of it today but yeah still hope it was silly and cool enough for you all >\\\&lt;

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[pdpenpals]

happy to have found your blog, love the concept!

could we maybe get a confession letter from pdh!travis? 👉👈

hi!! thank you so much, anon. hope you like the liberties i've taken with this request (you didn't specify what kind of confession it was going to be!! /silly), hehe. you'd wanna hear what this lil guy has to say, but he thinks it may be a little too much.

as expected, there’s another letter waiting for you at the usual spot. sure, it’s exciting, but you can’t help but wonder how fast it takes for your “secret admirer” (as your friends like to put it, even though you insist you're just friends) to send you a reply and leave it without you being able to catch a glimpse of him. maybe you should be scared instead. is it even possible to do that? who would have so much free time on their hands to go through the trouble of this anonymous (sorta) exchange? you two apparently.

the envelope as always is the plain white ones you can easily buy in bulk for cheap. there’s no seal, but you can easily tell it’s been shut tight by glue. you look around and find no one else within the vicinity, so you decide it should be fine to open it and start reading then and there. as usual, it's left unsigned.

My dearest cruel friend,

Re: your last letter, ouch. After how I’ve bared myself to you these past few weeks, that’s how you reply? As someone who’s been in Phoenix Drop longer than I have, I don’t think that’s very “bleeding heart” (I don't think that's the actual word they use but does anyone actually memorize the school's core values??) of you. Just kidding. Sorry.

I still wonder what life would be like if I never transferred to PD. So far acads and socializing have gotten better than expected but never easier. To be honest, what I have now isn’t exactly how I thought my high school experience here would be like. This year, I imagined going out with friends more, maybe even a nightly rendezvous with someone who’s caught my eye, but my words and I are falser than vows made in wine. 

My bad, practice has been way too fun to not quote this year's play. Seriously though…

I say all that, yet here I am, spending more time at school than I should, sticking around for a while longer on campus, checking every other hour for your next letter. Before I knew it, I’d spent the majority of this semester getting to know you. Now I do, and I am sure that there’s no one else like you in this world. I guess you could say I’m absolutely smitten by you.

My friend says I should just go up to you and reveal myself already, and as much as I want to say I don’t think it’s the right time yet, or that I prefer the intimacy of being your faceless penpal (free to quarrel with you all I like in pen without being judged), I’m honestly very very afraid of what you’d think of me when we finally meet face to face. No matter how hard I try, I'll never be like said friend, forward and confident and cool.

It is as clear as day that my fate is sealed.

You’d hate to hear this, but I’ve been meaning to distract myself from our exchange by choosing to hang out more with other people, hence my slower replies. But hear me out when I say that there’ll be this little something about them that makes me think all about you, and then I’ll get upset since they will never be anything like you. So there’s no way for you to tell me that don’t think of you every day.

PS. You’ve probably figured out who I am by now, haven’t you?

[saniscurious]

About Slenderman and the Operator

Okay, this is like literally my favorite topic, and the main reason why I created a blog focused on creepypastas and Marble Hornets stuff. 

NOTE: Sorry for the misspellings and wrong grammar, I’m blind af and English is not my first language (you should know that if you already saw my ‘about me’ post)

I’ve just finished Marble Hornets (if you haven’t watched it yet, what are you waiting for?) and I’d like to talk about the entity they show in the series; The Operator.

The name was given by the fans I guess. I never saw that Jay, Alex orT Tim actually gave the entity a name (and if they did, please just let me know).

We all know the Slenderman, yes that tall faceless man in a suit. He was created for a Photoshop contest of creepy edited pictures or something like that.

This character has been taken by a lot of creative minds and they have done a lot of media, but some of them really, really affirm that they saw the entity.

A lot of people say that The Operator, the one from the videos of Marble Hornets is Slenderman.

I don’t think so.

Slenderman, it’s kinda silly. As a person who loves creepypastas like the way I love chilaquiles, I can tell that all the theories and stories around Slenderman have no sense, maybe just some of them. They try to give it an explanations to its wills and desires. 

The Operator is really different, in the series they never explain what it is exactly, all we know is that there’s something called “Ark”. I guess that is something like and afterlife(? I’m not sure yet, and totheark’s videos never explains it clearly. 

And I know I might be overthinking it, but I have a lot of free time (not really) that I’ve been keeping my mind busy.

What if those things are real? that would mean that there are two entities that are copycating the other one, or maybe they are relatives (if it is even possible) or maybe, just maybe, what if they are the same entity but it has different and customized methods to eat its vicim’s minds?

So, my blog will be pretty focused on my theories about the creepypastas (if they were real lol) around the Operator and the Slenderman. Also I like to explore both of the characters ‘cause I find them quite interesting and we can create even more media if we get creative. 

PD: I’ve been writing on a nothebook a lot of notes about my theories, so I’m not that lost, I promise.

PD: Don’t worry guys, this is just for fun, just to make my life interesting(?

[acewritesfics]

Never Been So Scared | Jay Halstead

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

Request: No.

Warnings: General Chicago PD warnings. Gunman, mentions of death and stillbirth. Dad!Jay. Featuring Will. The daughter’s name is Cora. 

 Word Count: 2,498

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Y/N had just finished brewing the coffee when Jay came up behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist and leaving a kiss on her almost bare shoulder. 

“Good morning,” she smiles leaning into him as she poured the coffee into a mug, makes it how he likes it and turns around to hand it to him. 

“Good morning,” he kisses her softly before he takes a sip of his coffee. He’s already dressed in a pair of jeans, and a navy blue henley. His coat is hanging off the back of his chair and he’s missing his gun and badge which he doesn’t put on until he’s about to walk out the door. “Is Cora still asleep?” He asks as he sits at the table, having time this morning to sit down and eat breakfast. 

“She woke up quite a few times during the night,” Y/N sighs as she finishes making breakfast. Cora, their 6 month old daughter, has just started teething and the poor baby is having a miserable time with it. “Hopefully, she’ll sleep long enough to let me have a shower and get ready to take her to doctor’s appointment.” 

“I could call in sick, if you need me too,” He offers. “I can take her to her appointment and you can get some sleep or relax for a little bit.” 

“As wonderful as that sounds, Hank needs you too,” she smiles sweetly, letting him know that his offer is appreciated but not needed. “You know that team isn’t complete without you,” she adds kissing the top of his head as she places some food in front of him. 

“I have the most wonderful, amazing and incredible wife in the world,” he says wrapping an arm around her waist to stop her from walking away. He smiles up at her, looking at her with some much love and adoration. “She just happens to also be the most wonderful, amazing and incredible mom in the world too.” 

“Well honestly, I’m just winging this whole wife and mother thing,” she jokes as she lifts a hand and runs it though his hair. “It does help that I am married and have a baby to the most wonderful, amazing, and incredible man who just so happens to be the hottest guy I know.” 

“You think I’m hot?” He smirks. 

“I know you’re hot,” she confirms as she leans down and kisses him. 

Hearing their daughter’s cry, she pulls away from him and goes to attend to her. Jay stops her and stands up from his seat, “I’ve got her, baby.” 

He pecks her lips and moves past her to go into Cora’s nursery room. Cora’s cries begin to ease as her dad starts talking to her. Y/N smile as she takes Jay’s seat, stealing a piece of bacon off his plate as she listens to him coo at their daughter. 

After a few minutes, Jay comes out of their daughter’s room holding her. She’d been changed into the clothes Y/N had gotten out for her as she got everything ready in her morning routine. “Look there’s mama, stealing daddy’s breakfast.” 

“Daddy did leave it unattended,” she smiles and holds her hands out for Cora. Jay hands her to Y/N as they switch places so she can feed her while he finishes his breakfast before he has to leave. 

Once everyone is fed and everything is cleaned up, Jay grabs his gun and badge and clips them on to his jeans. He makes his way over to Y/N and kisses the top of Cora’s head before kissing Y/N on the lips. 

“I should be home for dinner,” he tells her. “I love you,” he says kissing her one more time. 

“I love you, too!” she calls out as he leaves the apartment. 

-

“My goodness, she’s getting so big!” Maggie coos as she spots Y/N walking into the emergency department, holding Cora. 

They’d just been to Cora’s six month check up. On their way out of the hospital, Y/N decides to stop by the emergency department to see Will while he’s on one of his breaks. 

“She was six months old yesterday,” Y/N smiles. “We were just on our way out from paediatrics.” 

“How is she doing?” the charge nurse asks. Maggie had been one of the nurses on shift when she came into the emergency room after going into labor two months early. 

“Cora’s hitting all her milestones a lot sooner than her doctor expected. She says for a premie baby she’s doing amazing,” Y/N smiles, happily. 

Cora had a rough time coming into the world but now, even though she’s slightly smaller than the average six month old baby, she’s happy and healthy. That’s all Y/N and Jay wanted for their baby girl - to be healthy, happy and thriving. 

“That’s great news, Y/N. I’m sure you and Jay are relieved,” Maggie smiles. 

“So relieved,” she smiles, looking at her daughter, noticing she’s fallen asleep. “I would offer you a cuddle but she’s gone back to sleep.” 

“I should get back to work,” Maggie sighs disappointedly. She would like nothing more than to have baby cuddles. “I’ll get Will for you. It’s coming up to his lunch break.” 

Y/N thanks her and takes a seat in the waiting area as Maggie goes behind the nurses station to call Will. 

As she waits for Will, Y/N makes sure Cora is comfortable in her stroller and isn’t over heating. Because of her teething, Cora’s temperature is a little higher than normal. Her doctor did give her some pain relief that should help with her slight fever as well as the pain from her teeth cutting through her gums. 

“Damn, is she asleep?” her brother-in-law’s voice comes from beside her as he looks into the stroller at his niece. 

“You just missed her,” Y/N chuckles. “You should come for dinner. You can get all the cuddles then.” 

Even at six months old, Cora has an amazing bond with her only uncle. If Will is around, she settles for him when Y/N and Jay are unable to get her settled. He always gets her to smile and giggle, and she always gets excited when she seems him. Y/N can tell they’re going to be close as Cora gets older. 

“I’ll take you up on that offer,” he smiles. “How’d her app-” he’s cut off by angry shouting at the reception desk. “I’ll be right back,” he tells her as he stands back up and makes his way over to the angry man and the frightened receptionist. 

Y/N looks back at Cora, still fast asleep. The man shouting surprisingly wasn’t disturbing her from her sleep. “Uncle Will’s gone to play hero. One thing you should know about your daddy and uncle, is that they love playing hero.” 

The shouting soon escalated and Y/N decides to get Cora out of there before it wakes her up but she freezes on the spot when a gunshot rings through the emergency room waiting area. She’s crouched over the stroller, protecting Cora with her back to the gunman. Cora is now awake and screaming. 

Everyone panicking around her is is a distant noise as her focus is mostly on protecting her daughter. She remembers Will is also there and looks behind her finding him who’s sitting on the ground, holding his arm. 

“Will!” she calls out him. 

“I’m okay,” he tells her. “It’s just a flesh wound. Focus on keeping Cora safe, okay?” 

She nods, turning back to her daughter as she hears the gunman yell something about shutting up the baby before he does it himself. Panicking even more, she shakily unbuckles Cora from her stroller and picks her up. Terrified, she starts to do everything she can to get Cora to settle. It takes a few minutes, but she finally settles, her cries turning to whimpers as she surprisingly starts settling. The gunman takes to pacing the floor back and forth, muttering to himself. 

Until Y/N’s phone starts ringing, disrupting the heavy silence that’s fallen over the room. He grabs the person closest to him, placing his arm around her neck and holding the gun to her head and Cora starts crying again. 

Panicking even more, she tries to settle Cora again but this time it’s not working. “It’s okay, it’s okay,” she whimpers through her tears willing Cora to stop crying. Her phone stops ringing and Cora’s cries get louder. 

Y/N catches the end of Will talking to the gunman, “let me help settle my niece if you’re not going to let them go.” 

“Fine but no funny business,” he orders Will over the shoulder of the person he has taken captive. 

Will nods and stands up, moving towards Y/N with the gunman’s gun trailing him. The doctor sits down next to his sister-in-law, takes his niece and starts rocking her back and forth. 

Just like every other time, Cora falls back asleep. She’s a little relieved when Will manages to get her to settle back down but the panic returns when her phone rings again. 

“End that call!” the gunman yells, his hold on the person loosening as he aims the gun towards Y/N. 

Shaking and trying to hold back her sobs she reaches into her pocket to pull out her phone. Holding it she sees that it’s Jay who’s calling. She tilts her phone showing Will. He looks from her to the phone and gives her a slight nod. She presses the end call button only for her phone to start ringing again a second later. 

Frustrated the man starts stomping towards Y/N only for Will to hand Cora back to her stand between them. “It’s her husband who’s calling her, just let her talk to him and let him know that her and the baby are okay.” 

“Turn off your phone,” the man tells her. 

Y/N presses the accept call button, instead of turning off her phone. She places her phone face down on her lap so he can’t see that it’s still on. 

-

Outside, Jay, who’s never felt so scared in his life, is panicking with his phone to his ear, hearing what's happening inside the waiting room. He knew he should have taken the day off to be with them and taken Cora to her appointment himself. It was taking all his self control to not burst in there to get his wife, daughter and brother out of there. 

“She can’t turn it off,” he hears Will say, “Her husband, my brother, he’s a detective with the Intelligence Unit down at 51. He can help you get whatever you want. Just let her talk to him.” 

“What I want?” the man screams. “What I want I can’t have. My wife and son are gone because the people here couldn’t save them!” 

“Have you got through to her?” Hank asks walking up to him, knowing he was trying to get in contact with Y/N to find out if she was still in the hospital. 

Jay nods and moves his phone from his ear and puts it on speaker. “I think it’s the gunman, he said he lost his wife and son here.” 

Hank calls over Adam and tells him to look into recent deaths of a mother and son at the hospital and to get back to him with what he can find. 

“How-how long were you married?” Y/N’s shaky voice comes through the speaker. 

“Why does that matter?” he scoffs, his voice not hiding the pain he’s feeling. 

“It should matter, she, she was the love of your life, right?” she asks. 

“Of course she was,” he spits out angrily before his voice turns soft. “We were married 10 years.” 

“My husband and I have been married for five years.” 

“Still in the honeymoon phase then,” the man says. 

“She’s trying to get him to talk,” Jay says, knowing right away what she’s doing but it didn’t ease his worry. Being married to a detective was coming in handy right now. 

-

“How old was your son?” Y/N continues to keep him talking, she can only guess he just wants someone to talk to, someone who will listen. 

“He was six,” he cries. “and the sweetest boy you’d ever meet.” 

“I’m so sorry,” she says looking up at him with sympathy. “No person should lose their spouse and child well before their time.” 

“Your husband, if he lost you and your daughter, what would he do?” he asks her, surprising her a little. 

“I don’t know what he would do,” she tells him truthfully. “When we lost our baby, he threw himself into work, we hardly spoke, he barely touched me.” 

“You’ve lost a child?” he asks, his shoulders slumping. 

“Our first baby, three years ago,” she tells him. “A boy. He hadn’t even been born yet.” 

“Oh, God,” the man sighs, his lips trembling. 

“Not a day goes by when I think of him,” she admits. “Do you think about your son?” 

“Every day,” The man nods his head. As if he’s realized his actions, he breaks down into tears, dropping the gun and slides down the wall. “Oh, God. They’ll be so disappointed with me.” 

“No they won’t,” Y/N tries to assure him as one of the receptionists hurries over and picks up the gun before the gunman can change his mind. “They know you’re hurting and people don’t think clearly when they are hurting.” 

She jumps slightly as the doors open and a group of swat members come in and arrest the man. 

She drops her phone and takes Cora from Will, hugging her close and never wanting to let her go again. Hearing her name being called, she looks up and sees Jay rushing towards her. The moment she falls into his arms she bursts into tears and holds him tightly. 

“I’ve got you, baby,” he repeats, assuring her. “I’ve got you, the both of you.” 

-

Hank had given Jay the rest of the week off so he could be with Y/N and Cora. While Y/N wouldn’t let Cora out of her sight, Jay wouldn’t let both his girls outs of his. They had spent the last two days at their apartment shut away from the rest of the world. 

Today Jay thought it would be a good day to take his little family out for a few hours. After stopping by their favourite pizza joint, Jay drove them to a place they hadn’t been to in a while. 

“You heard me talking about him,” Y/N says looking out towards the rows of headstones and flowers. 

“Yeah, I did,” he admits. Until now he hadn’t been sure if he should bring it up. “I think it’s time Cora meets her big brother.” 

“I think so too,” She smiles sadly looking back at her husband, saddened that this is the way Cora is going to know her older brother. She leans forward and softly kisses him. “I love you.” 

Jay smiles, “I love you too, babe.” 

[away-ward]

Just Get the Tampons, Will

Note: The original link was giving me trouble, and I think it's because it's a reblog, so I'm making an original post just to link.

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No disrespect to PD but I just really wanted Will to get the tampons.

So I wrote it.

Here you go. It’s not heavily edited, written in 3rd person POV, and meant to give you a laugh. I hope it gives you a laugh.

“Guys, shut up, my wife’s calling,” Will announced to the still rowdy car. Smiling despite it, he slid his thumb across the screen and hit the speaker button in a fluid motion. “Hey babe, you’re on speaker,”

“Can I not be?”

Three pairs of eyes slid his way; Damon from his left, Michael from the rearview mirror, and Kai rotating around from the front passenger seat, each with a salacious gleam. Grinning, Will turned toward his window and dropped his voice. “Why? You got a secret you wanna tell me?”

His wife huffed. “Not like there’s any secrets in this family anyway. Can you pick me up some tampons on your way back into town?”

The scandalous vibe of the group immediately dissipated in the face of real world responsibilities. Will shifted to check the clock on the dash - nearly midnight. They had finished up some meetings in Meridian and stayed for a late dinner before starting back to Thunder Bay. “You’re out?”

“I had a box, but our son thought they looked fun ‘growing’ in the toilet water. The pharmacy here’s already closed, not that they carry my brand anyway.”

“I’ll call Banks,” Kai offered from the front, already pulling out his phone. “Maybe she can run some over.”

“Thanks, but she uses a different kind.”

Will scrunched his face. “Does it really matter?”

“Do you have a favorite condom brand?”

The only sound that could be heard in the car was the low music as each man considered the question. None volunteered an answer.

“Thought so.” He could hear her smugness on the phone and imagined that look she got when she knew she was right. He had to remind himself his wife probably wasn’t up for sexting now, given her physical state. Though he had heard that organisms help with cramps, so maybe…

“So, can I count on you or am I free bleeding in your bed tonight?”

Will blanched at the idea. Michael was already hitting the freeway exit. “You can count on me,” he said, not at all excited about it. “Send a picture?”

A few minutes later, Michael pulled into the empty parking lot of a 24-hour pharmacy. “Thank god,” Will muttered, opening the door and stepping out. “Wish me luck.”

“Embarrassed?” Kai asked, laughing to himself.

“Nah,” Will lied. As much as he loved sharing everything with Em, he loved her even more for keeping that part of her life to herself. She even promised to handle The Talk with the girls when they were old enough. He was only slightly concerned that Indie was getting close to that age. What was next? Bras? Boys?

His mind pulled hard left away from that thought.

How did Michael do it? They only had Athos for a few years before she was a teenager. He felt like it was going by all too quickly, and couldn't imagine how Michael handled it.

On the other side of Michael’s Land Rover, Damon stepped out. “You’re going too?” the driver called in disbelief.

“And miss this moron wandering around the Pink aisle?”

Will rolled his eyes and swung the door shut behind him. He made it five feet before he heard all three doors shut and shook his head. “You guys’ suck balls.”

The four men strutted into the pharmacy the same way they strutted to face any opponent, with confidence and swagger. Once inside the door, they came to an immediate stop, unclear of where to go next. The bright florescent lights spanned across the ceiling of the large store, shining down on the many, many aisles.

“Where would they be? Near the medicine?” Will asked.

“She’s not sick, dipshit,” Damon said.

“Well, I don’t know!”

“We should ask,” Kai reasoned.

“I’m not asking.”

“Either ask or I leave you here,” Michael told him. “I want to see my wife tonight.”

Will grumbled, grabbing a cart and heading farther into the store. His eyes swung from side to side, looking for any sign that he was nearing his target or a store employee. He hoped for the former.

He found the latter.

A young girl stocking the bottom shelves of the paper goods section. Brown flyaway hair that had parted from her ponytail stuck fell around her face. She looked fourteen. A wire ran from her back pocket to one of her ears, muffled music playing as she focused on her task. He hated himself.

“Uh, hey,” he said from the end of the aisle. She jumped, dropping the 12 pack of extra-large toilet paper rolls. Quickly, she pulled the headphones from her ear. “Sorry,” he offered weakly. Clearing his throat, he continued, “Uh. Where are the, uh…”

Exhausted and not nearly as entertained as he thought he’d be, Damon interjected. “Where’s the girly shit.”

“The what?”

“You know, the shit girls use.”

She blinked, eyebrows drawn in confusion and probably fear. At nearly forty and with five children, Damon still had that effect on people. “Make-up?”

Will could feel Damon’s irritation twisting at his side. “Tampons!” He shouted to cut his friend off. “I need tampons.”

Michael and Kai tried not to be obvious with their laughter, hiding behind their hands, but Will could still hear them at his back.

“Oh,” the girl gasped, but then she gathered herself. She pointed deeper into the store. “Three rows down, on your right.”

Will nodded, looking to where she was pointing. “Thanks.” He pushed the cart. He didn’t even know why he had the cart, other than it was giving him something to grip. How many boxes was he going to need? He should have asked. He pulled his phone out, checking to see if Em had sent that picture.

Nothing. He sent a question mark, hoping for the best.

Behind him, Kai said, “You really shouldn’t be listening to music if you can’t hear the door. Anyone could come in.”

“Move it along,” Damon called. “You can’t be everyone’s hero.”

Will found the aisle just where the girl said it would be and walked in. He scanned the shelves, looking for something that was familiar. He’d seen the box below the sink a hundred times. It sat right next to… her face wash? Mouth wash? Extra toothpaste? He really needed to pay more attention.

Was it a pink box? Nearly every box was pink. Some were black. Who were those for? Did she want the pretty one with the nice applicator or - what was super? Super meant better, right?

He checked his phone again. Still no picture.

“What’s the hold up?” Michael asked. He seemed to be avoiding looking at the boxes all together.

Will shook his phone. “No picture.”

Kai picked up a random box. “Reusable? How- “ he flipped it over. “It’s a cup?”

Michael cleared his throat, casting his eyes to the box in his friend’s hands. “I heard Rika and the kid talking about that. Apparently, it’s better for the environment.”

“Athos uses it?” Will asked, grabbing a second box. “Is that healthy?”

“Says it last ten years,” Kai read aloud. “Medical grade silicone. I wonder if Banks would like it.”

Damon grabbed the box from Kai’s hands, ignoring the glare he received. He tossed it into the cart, along with five others that were on the shelf. “Decision made.”

“Hold up,” Will said, “I don’t even know if that’s what Emmy wants.”

“It’s good for the environment and is reusable so we never have to do this again. What’s there to consider.”

“Um, what my wife wants,” Will argued. “What if it’s not comfortable? What if it doesn’t work for her?”

Damon motioned to Michael. “Call Athos and get the details.”

The three men looked at him like he was insane – which, considering…

Michael scoffed. “It’s past midnight. She’ll be sleeping.”

Damon arched a brow. “Did you sleep you’re first week at college?”

Michael pulled out his phone, ignoring the way his friends laughed. Holding it out, he waited as it rang and rang, silently daring her to not answer.

“Dad?” Athos questioned on answer, a note of curiosity, but not sleep, in her voice.

“Do you use a – what’s it called?” he asked the guys.

“A menstrual cup,” Kai finished.

There was a beat of silence from the phone, before a whispered, “It’s never what I think it’s going to be.” Raising her voice, she answered, “Yeah, and how do you even know what that is?”

Will took the phone from Michael. “Is it comfortable?”

Athos laughed. “Is this for you, or someone else?”

“It’s for Em.”

“Then shouldn’t I be talking to her?”

“This is an emergency.”

“A menstrual cup emergency?”

Damon snatched Michael’s phone from Will. “Listen, you little brat,”

“No, you listen, you werido,” Athos broke in, still laughing, “Don’t get her anything she doesn’t already use.”

“I don’t know what she uses,” Will shouted at the phone. Then his eyes diverted to the end of the aisle. A second later, his friends did the same.

The employee stood at the end, the cart of items left to be stocked next to her, staring at them in bewilderment. Will could only imagine how they must have looked to her; four grown men arguing over tampons and cups at a quarter past midnight.

“Hey, little girl,” Damon taunted, “you wannna help us?”

“Oh my god, Uncle D!” Athos’ voice rang from the device in his hand. “You can’t say things like that to people.”

Damon hung up on her, tossing the phone back to Michael, who was only thankful he still had the reflexes to grab it mid-air. He started towards the end of the aisle, to the girl, but was pushed back by a hand on his chest.

“Ignore him,” Kai said, stepping in front of Damon. “He’s unstable. We’re working on the proper combination of meds, but until then-“ Kai lifted a shoulder as if to say, What can you do?

“Okay,” the girl answered, not giving away how she felt about Kai’s explanation. Damon suspected she might be too stupid to have processed what he said. Then she stepped forward, motioning toward the shelf. “Did you need help?”

The men paused, staring at her. She really did look young, her face round, eyes big and brown. She was small too. “Is it even legal for you to be working this late?” Michael asked, suspicious.

She nodded slowly. “I’m nineteen.”

“Oh,” Will said as they all immediately relaxed. The last thing he wanted to do was talk to some young kid about period stuff. Honestly, this is the first thing that had gone right all night in his book. “Great. Then, yeah. I need tampons for my wife, and I don’t know what I’m looking at.”

“Do you know what size she needs?”

Four gazes landed on back her. “There’s different sizes?” Kai inquired with astonishment.

They spent the next half-hour quizzing the girl who proved to be a wealth of knowledge. She gave the menstrual cups a glowing review, assuring Will that his wife would be happy with it, but also recommended a variety box of tampons that she pieced together was Em’s usual picked based on what Will could finally remember once he stopped panicking.

“What’s this one?” Damon said, pulling another box off for her.

“That’s a disk,” the girl said. “It’s similar to a cup, except you can have sex with it in, so there’s no blood.”

Kai looked over boxes, inspecting the difference from the one he was already holding. “Really?”

“Afraid of a little mess, Kai?”

“My sheets are expensive,” Kai responded, not bothering to feed into his goading, and tossed a few of the new products into the cart.

Feeling like he’d done his due diligence as husband of one Emory Grayson, mother of his children and woman who warmed his bed each night, Will pushed the cart to the front. Not only had he taken the girl's advice, but he filled the cart with everything in the aisle that had piqued his interest. His girl would be well stocked, and the aisle was a little less intimidating at the end of it all.

Tapping his card against the reader, he looked at the angel in disguise sent to save him. She looked tired but hadn’t given any indication she wasn’t happy to help. “You like the night shift?”

She shrugged. “I’d prefer morning so I can do want I’d like with my nights, but the manager gives those to his favorites.”

“And you’re not?”

She smiled, her eyes slanting in a way that communicated a deeper message. “I’m a bit of a troublemaker. Don’t always do things by the book.”

Will grinned, feeling like he knew exactly what she was talking about. He liked her, he decided. “Well, my friend, have a good night.”

Things usually worked out for his friends. One way or another.

–

The horsemen get the girl her morning shifts (cause in my head they occasionally use their influence and amassed power to do nice things for people they like).

Emory thought she hit send on the picture and fell asleep. She was very happy to wake up to not only the right brand of tampons, but the cup, since she wanted to try it. She was also impressed he did it without the picture… until the boys ratted him out.

Damon makes sure all the women have multiple cups so they don’t have to worry about cleaning it right away.

Kai still invests in the whatever cup he picked. I don’t know. It’s probably women owned, though.

Rika got a very confusing phone call from Athos the next day, but it made sense eventually. She had a good laugh at Will and then made sure the boys knew they couldn’t just go around asking people what products they use.

Michael’s just happy it’s over.

-

Thank you for reading! As always, likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated and welcomed.

[bullet-prooflove]

Sending hug’s always!

I know it's complicated 'cause everyone that I've dated Says they hate it 'cause they don't know what to do with me

For Benny Miller please and thank you!

Next to Will you are the only person who has ever come through for Benny. The only one that has ever really stood by him, the one that continues to stick by him.

The girls that came before you had given up at the first hurdle but you, you’re a grounding force in his life, the person that anchors him.

He thinks of that as he lays on a bunk in a six by eight cell staring up at the ceiling.

He’s been arrested for fighting again, a guy had started something in the bar and instead of walking away like he usually did, the two of them had gotten into it.

The reason he’d lost his cool? He’s untethered again.

The noise in his head had gotten a little too loud so he’d ran, left your house in the middle of the night while you were sleeping and took his duffle bag with him. He’s spent the last couple of days crashing in the back of his truck outside the bar he’s been drinking in.

It’s you that gets him out. Will’s working abroad and one of your friends is employed by the local PD. They give you a heads up that he’s been arrested, and you manage to smooth things over. This is the third time that it’s happened. They usually let him dry out before calling you.

You’re waiting for him outside, sitting in the driver’s seat of your car as the rain patters down upon the roof. He looks like shit; he knows he does. The scent of nicotine and whiskey clings to him as he climbs into the passenger seat.

“You can drop me back off at the bar.” He tells you as he runs a hand through his dirty hair. “My truck’s there.”

He doesn’t look at you, his gaze is fixed, straight ahead. You sigh, turning the heaters on full blast before tilting them toward him.

“I’m going to take you home, you can take a shower, eat a decent meal and then if you want to leave, you can leave.”

“Just take me to my truck.” He says, his voice raising an octave.

“Benny…” You try again.

“Why the fuck do you even care?” He snaps at you. “Just take me back to my fucking truck.”

It kills you to see him like this. It’s like seeing a wild animal in pain, snarling and biting everyone who tries to help it.

“I love you, Benny.” You snap back. “You may find this hard to believe but I actually give a shit about what happens to you.”

You see the moment the words hit him. Each one impacts him like a bullet, tearing through his flesh and burying themselves deep within his heart. He finds your empathy excruciating. He can’t do this, it’s too much. He’s already shoving the car door open before you can stop him. You call his name but he’s long gone, disappearing around the side of the building.

You reach across the passenger seat, pulling the door closed before sag back in your seat, your eyes burning.

You know that you can’t help someone who won’t help themselves, you do but Jesus Christ you wish that wasn’t true with Benny.

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[stellarfire]

it’s that time where i word vomit again !! this time about kelly and voight (mostly) !! thoughts under the cut !! i yapped so much i’m so sorry in advance, this isn’t very comprehensive but it’s late and my brain is every which way </3

let it be noted that i am not a frequent pd watcher so i am not crazy familiar with voight’s character !! a lot of this ramble is kelly-centric and is just my perspective on things !! cool? cool. okay let’s go :)

at their cores, i think the two of them are very different. that’s to say, mainly, voight is a lot more morally gray than kelly is. but that said, they’re not entirely different (DONT BOO ME I’LL EXPLAIN)

first and foremost, i have no idea how exactly these two are gonna butt heads. obviously, there’s some level tension between voight and 51 bc of past experiences. voight has and will go against what’s ‘objectively’ right and will consequently resort to questionable and/or concerning means to reach a solution he wants. compare that to kelly, who often tries to mitigate the damage to that/those around him in order to reach a solution

✨however✨ i think a lot of people seem to forget what lengths kelly is willing to go to when it comes down to it? this is mostly side thoughts but i’m saying them anyway💀 by all means, more often than not, kelly takes the objectively right path. he’s always putting other people before himself. but then you factor in things like him brushing off pascal indirectly admitting he set bishop’s car on fire, him quite literally not only stabbing cotner with a pike pole when he had his gun pointed at stella, but driving it deeper, and what i would honestly consider the holy grail of what could be considered objectively incorrect actions: him threatening to kill a guy and beating him senseless after cornering him to get information on katie’s whereabouts when she was kidnapped, rather than letting the police handle it. granted, i sure as hell don’t knock him for it!! the man has a protective streak for his loved ones that runs 100 miles wide. but that doesn’t change the fact that his actions technically aren’t objectively correct (by ✨societal standards✨)

ANYWAYS tho, back to the actual crossover thoughts. as i said here, i think the bulk of their tension is gonna result from how to get everyone out from the subway collapse. from my personal perspective, they have conflicting interests: voight strikes me as the type to be more concerned/focused on the suspect than anything else (outside of ruzek and potentially stella, but i’m not very familiar with his relationship with adam so please excuse me), while kelly, outside of stella, is more worried about the victims than anything else

maybe voight tries to suggest actions against the suspect (or getting into the subway collapse overall) that puts everyone else in further harm’s way?? and kelly has an issue with it?? i have no idea !! that is just me spitballing

but it makes me wonder where they’ll find common ground, bc lord knows they’re gonna have to, or else. will voight dial it back? or will kelly dial it forward? voight doesn’t have the same emotional attachments in this situation that kelly does; as much as he likely does care about adam (and stella, to an extent), there’s a clear fundamental difference between that and stellaride’s marriage.

that said, this is arguably the worst situation stella and kelly have ever been in. mayday (10x1) is definitely up there in that it forced stella to start considering a life without him, and it’s probably the worst situation at this current point in time before the crossover has aired, but now, there’s so much more at stake. and i think you can tell that by kelly’s visceral emotions alone

it makes me wonder (again). he clearly will not be 100% emotionally sound during this like he normally is on calls. it’s gonna be rough. and that’s not even including the fact we know they’re potentially gonna be saying goodbye to each other (and other emotional things) because they don’t know what’ll happen. so i wonder… how far would he be willing to go?

do i think he’ll actually do anything stupidly drastic? no. but god knows he’d do anything by all means necessary to get stella out of there alive. and so a part of me can’t help but wonder what lines he could potentially cross, who he’d be willing to defy (i.e., pascal, mainly) in order to ensure that he can get to her. i can definitely see him defying pascal as well as other security measures, and i think, just maybe, voight could be a further nudge in that gray direction

as a final note tho, as much as we’re about to see tensions between him and voight, i also know that they’re two of the most competent leaders there in their own merits, and i think it’s predominantly gonna be them who put this thing to a resolve (of sorts) by working together

[discotitsposts]

true genius-

my actual favorite episode ever ever ever I’m SO INSANE FOR THIS EPIDODE

this is like the first one o watched on my own ITS SO GOOD

reid centered so yayy

this is how i fell in love w him

spoilers ahead

YAYYYYY NOSTALGIA!!!!!!!

lol typical making out in a car

DID I MENTION THISBIS MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE EPISODE

FINN WITTROCK IS IN THIS TOO

the zodiac killer case is so interesting like wym dude never got caught

A FETISH FOR TREES

POOR BABY IS SO NERVOUS

ITS HIS BJRTBDAY IN THIS EP TOO

the cOUGHING

“yes a fetish for trees” HES SO AWKWARD I LOVE YOU REID

no he LEAVES NOOO

lol this guy runs a company

The way if reid was at a conference i’d run and be listening to every word

awww reid’s sad :(

rossi lol “no way” yes way

this is so interesting like how did bro get the original artifacts from the real case (i know how he did it)

reid reid reid!!!!

imagine if spencer knew how many people love him and write fanfic about him LMAO

he’d be a little terrified let’s be honest

but just a little

UGH EVERYONES SO HOT

“three can keep a secret if two are dead” i thought this was criminal minds not pretty little liars

i can’t even tell you how many times i’ve seen this episode

like this is MY episode i claim this one lol

CHESS YOUNKNOW WHO ELSE LIKES CHESS

SPENCER

bros playing chess on break

SPENCERRRRRR

lol enlightening

he wants the printed out version of the paper 💞💞

the way spencer just knew this wasn’t the real zodiac killer is why i was like this guys great 💞💞💞 my heart

AHHHHHHAHEJDJWBEWJWIROSOWBDBEKENFNF

IM SO EXCITED TI BE WATCHING THIS ONE

it’s so funny because i’ll be watching this show and this is my view

the barbie’s r like wtf

THIS GUY LYING ABOUT HIS COUISN

lol reid ended this guy

LOL

LUCKILY I GUESS ITS NOT YOUR COUSIN AHAHAH ATE

FINN WITTROCK💞💞

LOL his presentation

“your soulmate is standing before you now” is he talking about the lady or himself

i remember originally watching this because finn wittrock but fell for spencer/matthew instead lol

i like this detective from the local pd

“where do people find the time” lol reid

dr spencer reid i love your mind

“youre not as smart as you think you are” 😫😫😫💞💞💞SIR IM STUPID FOR YOU 💞💞💞

REID IN PURPLEEEEEE

OMG HES STANDING IN THE SUNLUGHT

y’all have to see this

UGHHHH💞🕳️🕳️🕳️💞💞💞

profile!!

REID AT THE COFFE SHOP STOEOEJDWH

dude has a detective board

lol he thinks she wants to call off the wedding

bro she doesn’t want you

REID NO YOUVE PASSED EXPECTSTIONS YOURE PERFECT I LOVE YOU

“How old are you 29,”

“I’m 30” NOOOOOOOOOOO

nikola tesla my beloved

emily lol

doesn’t he accidentally see a pattern lol dudes so smart

emily’s little smile lol

for he

god he’s so smart

the problem is i think i could understand the code and idk my iq but it’s prob not 160 or above

how do u even calculate that shit

reid’s face is perfect

the taxi driver, didn’t he kidnap the best friends wife from the back of the cab

i don’t think i made this very clear but this is my favorite episode EVER

i’m gonna fucking bite spencer if he keeps being so adorable

finn ain’t no angel in this

vegas!! matthew’s hometown

REID IN THE BACKGROUND

heTALKSK SO FAST I LOVENIT SM

mY leg itcjes

i also would like to catch the zodiac

REID ON THE FHAIR

staring at nothing

HAHAH

best friend activities

REIDS HANDS MOVE SO FAST

i need him now

aDmiT iT yOure HaVing FuUuN

i literally can’t get cozy

A CHESS SWUARE

listening to him💞 💋

no matches

doesn’t he plant a piece of evidence

yep

they found him

o love when reid comes up behind him

bro kidnapped his future wife

UEAH THEY KILLED SOMEONE OMG

it’s spencer reid’s world we’re just living in it

bro said “sanctimonious” wtf does that mean

“not really” 💞💞💞💞💞

the vest 😫😫💞💞

i don’t think harvey here is going to shanghai anymore he going to jail

SULPHURIC ACID dude that’s insane

LOL REID “i’m sure he’ll send you a postcard”

AWWW REID AND HIS COFFEE

THE BIRTHDAY PARTY

spencer reid you’ve made the biggest difference in my life 💘💘💘

AWWWWWW HAPPY BIRTHDAY SPENCER

lol morgan the way he’s in his 40s now😭

awww him blowing out the candles he looks so happy

the end

MY FAVORITE EPISODE MWAH MY BELOVED 💋💋💋💋

[bizlybebo]

Do you ever think about Charlie in the ep39 rolled saying he originally didn't think that William's redemption arc would work because of how bad his downward spiral was

DUDE. GENUINELY. I HAVE NOT BEEN EMOTIONALLY CAPABLE OF LISTENING TO THE ROLLEDS FOR ANYTHING PAST LIKE. EP15 OF SEASON1 I GET FUCKED UP SO BAD. WHEN I LISTENED TO THE FIRST 15 MINUTES OF THE S1EP24 ROLLED I BROKE DOWN IN TEARS. IT HAD BEEN LIKE A FULL MONTH SINCE I FINISHED PD IN ITS ENTIRETY. I STILL GET FUCKED UO JUST THINKING ABOUT ITTTT

but GOD it fucks me up even more thinking about how even the guy playing william had no faith in his redemption arc. at the end of the day william is only 18. time and time again he has thought that his entire life was over. he is ONLY EIGHTEEEEENNN. HE WAS 16 WHEN IT ALL BEGANNNNN. WHERE ARE HIS PARENTS WHY IS HE NOT IN SCHOOL WHY IS HIS BROTHER DOING THAT TO HIM. like fuck william wisp perfectly captures this teenage/young adult dread where you Fuck Up and think it’s All Over even when the people around you (ex: dakota) tell you that hey, it’s not, i’m gonna catch you and pull you back up but you have to plant your feet because this is a two-party effort. but even when people try to help you, you can’t help that spiraling dread, the idea that you’ve just started but you’ve already Ruined Everything. at the end of the day, yes, william took a swan dive off into the fucking deep end and he did some severelyyyy fucked up shit !!!! but guess the fuck what !!!! he was only eighteen !!!!! with literally the weight of two entire worlds on his shoulders !!!!! and no matter how bad he fucked up the world is going to keep spinning !!!! he has to accept that there is no quick fix for this !!!!! there is only falling again and again and again but at least you can ficking try to get back up !!!! even when there is nobody else there with you to offer their hand !!!! you can still enjoy the grass and stare up at the sky for a sec and maybe wallow and reflect a bit but still get back up !!!! you’re only eighteen !!!!

like really just. it’s the fact that william didn’t “become better” after s2 that fucks me up. he didn’t magically get fixed. he started entertaining the possibility that he could be better. he went from “i’m not sick. sick means that you can get better” to “i can manage this with the friends and family who love me”. FUCKKK

[calamitymentality]

Just realised I didnt post my qoz thing on here. im gonna do a similar thing for Small Returns, jacob’s 2nd play, too. i chatted with one of the actors once but they didnt remember anything unfortunately. they were very nice, though. also, props to kiera (FORGOT YOUR @ SORRY KIERA) for being the only other person so far who gives a shit <3333 guys i think she likes rideau… anyways the poor grammar ends HERE!!

Warning. Long ass post.

The only available images from the play. 1: Rene Metcalf (Celine Stubel) and Danny (Rod Peter Jr.). 2: Dr. Roland Welby (Jacob Richmond) and Rene Metcalf (Celine Stubel).

Qualities Of Zero

Six person cast.

Written by: Jacob Richmond.

Jacob Richmond’s first professional play.

Note: I’m freaking obsessed I’ve been holding back posting anything about this so that this can exist as a complication of information.

To my knowledge, this is the only sort of thing like this for QOZ. So yeah, whether you’ve heard of it or not, I hope this helps, and I hope you fall in love with it like I have.

Productions:

Tarragon Theatre Extra Space

Waterfront Theatre

1-Tarragon Theatre Extra Space

Dates: Nov 28 - Dec 16, 2011

Cast: Scott McCord, Robert Tsonos, Carly Street, Rodger Barton, Barbara Gordon, John Cleland.

Director: Micheal Kessler Black

(Source 1 - cast, director, dates. Source 2 - dates, venue)

2- Atomic Vaudeville & Vancouver Fringe (venue: Waterfront Theatre)

Dates: Nov 1 - 19, 2006.

Cast: Jacob Richmond, Jeff Gladstone, Micheal Delamont, Gina McIntosh, Rod Peter Jr., Celine Stubel.

Director: Britt Small

(Source 4 - venue, dates, cast, director. Source 5 - Atomic Vaudeville’s website)

Characters:

Dr. Roland Welby

Rideau Welby

Welby’s Father

Welby’s Mother

Dr. Tom Selkin

Smelsh

Teacher

Aurora Selkin

Dr. Renè Metcalf

Danny

(Source 1 + Source 3 - character names)

1-Dr. Roland Welby

Played by Scott McCord (Tarragon Theatre) & Jacob Richmond (Waterfront Theatre)

Dr. Roland Welby is North America’s leading neurochemist. Offbeat, rational, smart and emotionless. He suffered a mental break after his mother’s death, and invented a drug which blocks out emotion. He believes happiness is impossible for creatures who must die, Time + Expectation Of Euphoria = Perpetual Disappointment. And all that. He is the main character, and the crux of the story seems to be his relationships with other characters when his drug is taken away.

“"The Qualities of Zero" traces the experiences of neurochemist Dr. Roland Welby as he attempts to comes to terms with the death of his mother. He is a highly self-conscious genius whose hyperrational view of the world prevents him from telling or understanding jokes without explaining them. At career day at a kindergarten, Welby, still stricken with grief, strays from his topic to explain why happiness is impossible to beings who must die. His summary equation is T + EOE = PD, that is "Time plus expectation of euphoria equals perpetual disappointment". The fiasco at the school leads him to test a new drug he has developed on himself. The drug can completely block the emotional highs and lows produced by the limbic system, "happy-mad-sad land" as he calls it, thus allowing him to feel "zero" when confronting the world around him.” (Source 1, 2001)

“It is a set of variations on emotionless-hyperintellectual-confronts-embarrassing-situation, where Welby is compelled to evaluate everything, even sex and death, in term of advantages versus disadvantages.” (Source 1, 2001)

“Much of the humour lies in the odd rhythm of the script that continually requires Welby to catch onto things several beats after everyone else.” (Source 1, 2001)

”Although Welby's drug controls his emotions, it cannot protect him from those of others and by the end when his supply has been cut off he is entangled in the web his interactions with others has created.” (Source 1, 2001)

“…North America's leading Neuroscientist (Roland Welby)…” (Source 3, 2006)

“After the death of his mother, and becoming dangerously unhinged while giving a lecture in a grade four career day, Doctor Roland Welby decides to forgo the traditional methods of overcoming grief and madness by taking his own experimental drug that makes him feel absolutely nothing.” (Source 3, 2006)

“When the drug is finally removed Roland is forced to deal with the people in his life on an emotional level he was never comfortable expressing.” (Source 3, 2006)

“…Roland, a nutty neuro-scientist who develops a serum that neutralizes emotions, a serum he regularly injects into his neck. You can see why he’d want to be able to control himself, surrounded as he is by problems and temptations…” (Source 4, 2006)

2-Rideau Welby

Played by Robert Tsonos (Tarragon Theatre) & Jeff Gladstone (Waterfront Theatre).

Rideau is Roland’s brother. He is schizophrenic, and was just recently taken out of a psychiatric hospital. He is obsessed with eating Charlemagne’s cheese.

“Welby's brother Rideau is a schizophrenic obsessed with Charlemagne's cheese-consumption who decides to go off his thorazine after leaving a mental home.” (Source 1, 2001)

“…and finally his (Welby’s) brother Rideau (A recent exile from a mental institution).” (Source 3, 2006)

“…a crazy brother (Jeff Gladstone)…” (Source 4, 2006)

3-Welby’s Father (minor character)

Does not appear in play.

Dead. Seemingly for a while, like since Welby was quite young.

”When Welby's father died…” (Source 1, 2001)

4-Welby’s Mother (minor character)

Does not appear in play.

Dead. An alcoholic, since her husband died. She opened an all-year Christmas store, since Christmas is the happiest day of the year.

“When Welby's father died his mother became an alcoholic and opened a Christmas store to live the happiest day of the year year-round.” (Source 1, 2001)

5-Dr. Tom Selkin

Played by Rodger Barton (Tarragon Theatre) & Micheal Delamont (Waterfront Theatre)

Welby’s boss in 2001 and his coworker in 2006. It is unclear. He wants to be Spanish pirate, and Welby proves that all his stuff is useless. That causes him to go off the rails and after Welby.

“Welby's boss fantasizes that he is a Spanish pirate and when Welby's research proves that his life's work is worthless, he goes berserk and seeks revenge.” (Source 1, 2001)

“Among the people Roland must deal with are Doctor Selkin (A man obsessed with becoming Spanish)” (Source 3, 2006)

“…an overwrought colleague who has it in for him (Michael Delamont)…” (Source 4, 2006)

6-Smelsh (minor character)

Played by Rodger Barton (Tarragon Theatre) & Micheal Delamont (Waterfront Theatre)

Welby’s foul-mouthed landlord.

“Welby’s foul-mouthed landlord.” (Source 1, 2001).

7-Teacher (minor character)

Played by Barbara Gordon (Tarragon Theatre) & Gina McIntosh (Waterfront Theatre)

A teacher. Shocker. Very uptight and ‘prim’.

“…the too-prim Teacher whose class Welby disrupts…” (Source 1, 2001)

8-Aurora Selkin

Played by Barbara Gordon (Tarragon Theatre) & Gina McIntosh (Waterfront Theatre)

The CEO of the company Dr. Metcalf, Dr. (Tom) Selkin and Dr. Welby work for in 2001, and their boss in 2006. She is Dr. Tom Selkin’s ex-wife, as she divorces him for Dr. Welby. She’s desperate for Welby, seemingly because she is being neglected by her husband. He’s likely going after Welby, working or fantasizing about being a Spanish pirate.

“The boss's wife and CEO of the company both work for is dangerously unhinged after divorcing her husband and throws herself at Welby.” (Source 1, 2001)

“…the sex-starved CEO (Aurora).” (Source 1, 2001)

“…His (Welby’s) boss Aurora Selkin (a cosmetic surgery fanatic)” (Source 3, 2006)

”..the colleague’s sexy wife, also Roland’s boss (Gina McIntosh)…” (Source 4, 2006)

9-Renè Metcalf / Rene Metcalf

Played by Carly Street (Tarragon Theatre) & Celine Stubel (Waterfront Theatre)

Renè, Welby’s lab partner, is obsessed with death. She’s a vegetarian/vegan (according to which article you read) and buries all the dead lab animals in her backyard. She’s sensitive and shy, and Welby’s love interest, his attraction to her persisting through the drug. She sees life, death and happiness in a seemingly opposite way to Welby.

“The lab partner Welby is attracted to despite the drug's control is a death-obsessed vegetarian who buries all the deceased lab animals in her back yard.” (Source 1, 2001)

“Carly Street puts in a winning performance as Welby's potential girlfriend lending her a shyness and sensitivity that make sense of René's funerary proclivities.” (Source 1, 2001)

”His (Welby’s) lab partner Rene Metcalf (A death obsessed Vegan).” (Source 3, 2006)

”…and his (Welby’s) lovely lab partner (Stubel), to whom Roland is intensely attracted, but thinks he doesn’t want to be…” (Source 4, 2006)

10-Danny

Played by John Cleland (Tarragon Theatre) & Rod Peter Jr. (Waterfront Theatre)

He’s buddhist, he’s a druggie, kinda crazy and has a terrible secret.

“Welby's dope-smoking neighbour has a theory about the unity of all religions and harbours a terrible secret.” (Source 1, 2001).

“His (Welby’s) next door neighbour Danny (A Buddhist pot head who harbours a terrible secret).” (Source 3, 2006)

“…a wacko neighbour (Rod Peter, Jr.)…” (Source 4, 2006)

Story:

The story is about Dr. Welby’s interactions with other characters and their relationships.

What can be said about the story is what can be said about the characters. All the articles set you up with character concepts and leaves the story to you.

“"The Qualities of Zero" traces the experiences of neurochemist Dr. Roland Welby as he attempts to comes to terms with the death of his mother. He is a highly self-conscious genius whose hyperrational view of the world prevents him from telling or understanding jokes without explaining them. At career day at a kindergarten, Welby, still stricken with grief, strays from his topic to explain why happiness is impossible to beings who must die. His summary equation is T + EOE = PD, that is "Time plus expectation of euphoria equals perpetual disappointment". The fiasco at the school leads him to test a new drug he has developed on himself. The drug can completely block the emotional highs and lows produced by the limbic system, "happy-mad-sad land" as he calls it, thus allowing him to feel "zero" when confronting the world around him.

Madness and attempts to cope with it imbue every aspect of the play. When Welby's father died his mother became an alcoholic and opened a Christmas store to live the happiest day of the year year-round. Welby's brother Rideau is a schizophrenic obsessed with Charlemagne's cheese-consumption who decides to go off his thorazine after leaving a mental home. Welby's boss fantasizes that he is a Spanish pirate and when Welby's research proves that his life's work is worthless, he goes berserk and seeks revenge. The boss's wife and CEO of the company both work for is dangerously unhinged after divorcing her husband and throws herself at Welby. The lab partner Welby is attracted to despite the drug's control is a death-obsessed vegetarian who buries all the deceased lab animals in her back yard. Welby's dope-smoking neighbour has a theory about the unity of all religions and harbours a terrible secret. Although Welby's drug controls his emotions, it cannot protect him from those of others and by the end when his supply has been cut off he is entangled in the web his interactions with others has created.” (Source 1, 2001).

“Set in the synapses of North America's leading Neuroscientist (Roland Welby), we are taken on a scientific\dramatic lecture to ask is the pursuit of happiness even possible? The answer comes in form of a philosophical sex farce, with elements of modern dance, slapstick and tragedy. After the death of his mother, and becoming dangerously unhinged while giving a lecture in a grade four career day, Doctor Roland Welby decides to forgo the traditional methods of overcoming grief and madness by taking his own experimental drug that makes him feel absolutely nothing. Among the people Roland must deal with are Doctor Selkin (A man obsessed with becoming Spanish), his next door neighbour Danny (A Buddhist pot head who harbours a terrible secret), His boss Aurora Selkin (a cosmetic surgery fanatic) His lab partner Rene Metcalf (A death obsessed Vegan) and finally his brother Rideau (A recent exile from a mental institution). When the drug is finally removed Roland is forced to deal with the people in his life on an emotional level he was never comfortable expressing.” (Source 3, 2006)

”Richmond plays Roland, a nutty neuro-scientist who develops a serum that neutralizes emotions, a serum he regularly injects into his neck. You can see why he’d want to be able to control himself, surrounded as he is by problems and temptations: a crazy brother (Jeff Gladstone), an overwrought colleague who has it in for him (Michael Delamont), the colleague’s sexy wife, also Roland’s boss (Gina McIntosh), a wacko neighbour (Rod Peter, Jr.), and his lovely lab partner (Stubel), to whom Roland is intensely attracted, but thinks he doesn’t want to be.” (Source 4, 2006)

Set and costumes:

“The set is grey and very basic as befits the mostly institutional settings. Kessler makes good use of a digital projector to show titles for each of the scenes or "Observations" as Welby calls them. Joanne Dente's costumes are always appropriate and are especially witty for the more stereotyped characters . Given the plain set, Rick Banville's precise, inventive lighting and John Mounsteven's atmospheric sound are crucial in establishing mood and location.” (Source 1, 2001).

“Before the show begins, the projector displays significant quotations from Einstein, Santayana and Pascal all indicating the futility of Welby's experiment. The one by Einstein could be the motto for the whole play: "Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the gods." “ (Source 1, 2001)

“Much chaos ensues, with director Small impressively controlling the traffic and choreographing terrifically clever transitions, especially via a rotating door. The performances are all very fine, with Richmond’s lurching deadpan Roland the standout.” (Source 4, 3006)

”Qualities of Zero is a full-length play for 6 actors written by Jacob Richmond: a comedy about a neuroscientist who self-prescribes his experimental drug as he starts to become dangerously unhinged.” (Source 5)

Sources:

Source 1. (2001)

http://www.stage-door.com/Theatre/2001/Entries/2001/12/5_The_Qualities_of_Zero.html

Source 2. (2001)

https://archives.library.torontomu.ca/index.php/the-qualities-of-zero-at-tarragon-theatre-extra-space

Source 3. (2006)

https://asianpacificpost.com/article/1488-qualities-zero.html

Source 4: (2006)

https://www.vancouverplays.com/theatre/reviews_theatre/review_qualities_0_2006.shtml

Source 5: (2006)

https://atomicvaudeville.wixsite.com/atomic-vaudeville/qualities-of-zero

[rubix-writings]

Punisher Pt. 15

Fifteenth part of Punisher. 

This is a Chicago PD/Fire imagine with an original character. I don’t own any of the plot points or characters from the show. Also, it doesn’t follow any particular season or sequence in the shows.

Series Summary: Josephine (Jo) never expected to find support and pure love when she left Los Angeles. She ran away to Chicago and was content with living an insignificant, hidden life. But everything changes when she walks into Molly’s to get a job.

Josephine (OC) x Jay Halstead

The italicized lines are internal thoughts of the character.

Warnings: mentions nightmares, PTSD, stalking

“It’s only been a week Jo, you don’t have to go back. Hermann and Stella made it very clear to take all the time you need,” Jay sits on the bed watching me grab clothing for my shift at the bar. 

“Jay being here isn’t helping me either. You’re back at work and I just sit here with my thoughts. It’s doing more harm than being back.” “I can get the day off tomorrow, why don’t you take one more day and I’ll go with you?” I walk over to Jay and rest my hands on his shoulders. This man has done everything in his power to help me work through my endured trauma. It doesn’t matter if its holding me after a nightmare, talking me back to reality when my mind drifts off, or just touching me so I know I’m not alone. 

“I can’t sit here another day, the longer I stay away from the bar the more it becomes evil and scary,” I cup the side of his face and run a finger over his stubble which has gotten a bit long over the last few days. “Thank you for your offer, but I have to do this. Hermann and Stella will both be there. I’m sure Kelly and a few of the guys will be there too.”

Jay kisses my palm quickly. 

“Call me if you need anything, okay? And you’re still healing and will be for a while so light work.”

“Okay dad,” I laugh. Jay rolls his eyes before standing to kiss me. I thought it would be a quick peck but it’s slow and methodical. When I look into his eyes after I could tell he was just as nervous as I was about going back to the bar. “It’ll be okay,” I reassure. 

“I know,” his voice is quiet. He kisses my forehead before walking to pack up the last items for work. 

****

Luckily, Jay was able to go into work late so he could go with me to the bar. I kept trying to tell him it was unnecessary, but once I saw it I realized I was very wrong. Jay grabbed my bag and my hand and together we crossed the sidewalk to the door of Molly’s. The outside of it seems different now, almost as if there is a fog around Molly’s. I had been trying to detach myself from Molly’s and all the events that happened that I might have made it the monster in my story. 

“Hey, you got this,” Jay whispers. His deep blue eyes bring me back, like a light glow within the darkness.

“Jo!” Stella yells as she walks closer to Molly’s. Stella, another light in the darkness. “God, I’ve missed you.” She hugs me gently once she’s close enough. 

Now between two of my best friends, it feels easier to breathe. 

“I’ve missed you too Stella. Thanks for filling in for me.”

“No need for thanking, I’m gonna head in. Take all the time you need,” It’s obvious that she means every word.

“We’ll follow you in actually,” once again in between my two best friends I walk through the threshold of Molly’s. 

“Hey ladies!” Hermann yells behind the bar. A quick flash of Rob taking multiple swigs of whiskey while throwing around his gun flashes through my mind, “Jo do you think you’d be able to help me with receipts today?” Hermann’s voice breaks through the memory.

“Yeah absolutely,” I let go of Jay’s hand for the first time to go to the office and drop off my stuff. When I come back Stella is taking the chairs down and wiping down the tables. Hermann and Jay are talking in hushed tones over the bar counter, no doubt about me. 

“Jay, you should get to work. I’m not having Voight on my ass for you being later than you already are,” I joke as I near the two. 

“Call me if you need anything, even if it’s just to talk, okay? And seriously take it easy, your stitches and ribs are still healing,” Jay babbles. 

“We’ll make sure she barely lifts a finger,” Hermann interjects. 

“See? We’re good. I’ll keep you updated,” Jay hesitates before kissing my temple and saying his goodbyes. Once Jay is out of the bar a panic sits in my stomach, but I move to help Hermann. 

“Jo, a scotch on the rocks and red wine for booth 5,” Stella passes along. I quickly pour the drinks and move to deliver them to the correct table. My legs immediately halt when it registers what the booth is. It’s the same booth I cried for Jay, where I began to mourn a man that thought I was responsible for his imminent murder. The same booth I was beaten into submission, where I came to terms with my own looming death.

“Jo, I got it,” Kelly appears and grabs the glasses from my hands to take them to the table. I can feel my face growing hot from embarrassment and frustration. I begrudgingly walk back to the bar and start to clean glasses. I try to be gentle even though I’d much rather scream and shatter the glasses against the far wall. 

“There’s been a few times we’ve had to go back to places after rescues. Not all of our fires are at homes or warehouses. I’ve had to go to a fire at my doctor’s office once,” Matt talks to me. 

“Matt, I’m sorry, but I’m really not in the mood.”

“Just hear me out, I promise it’s going somewhere,” he smiles. “The fire at my doctor’s office was bad, one of my first really bad fires. There were multiple casualties, the roof was caving in, we almost lost some of our team. When it came time to go back, I didn’t think much of it. But when I walked through the door all I could see was the fire and all I could think about were the people we almost lost and those we did. I walked out, I couldn’t stay. Later, Mouch had told me that if I continued to avoid the places we had bad fires at, then I’ll have no where to go. He told me that when I think of the painful memories to think of ones that bring me joy. For example, I met my then girlfriend at that doctor’s office, she was a drug rep. Long story short, there is a lot of happiness and good in this bar, a lot of joy around you here. I can’t begin to relate to what happened to you here. We’re all here for you and even if that’s to bring up a good memory for you here. Like maybe that time you had a chugging contest with Otis and you crushed him? Everyone lost their minds and Otis was convinced you cheated. That all happened in that booth.”

It’s true, that all happened early on to me starting at Molly’s. Otis was talking trash about having the tolerance of an ox and that even though he didn’t go to college, he can out drink anyone in those drinking games. Almost everyone was here between the fire, PD, and med crew. Maggie was thoroughly impressed and made it clear that she was behind me from the beginning. The night was one of my favorites at Molly’s, it was one of the first times I felt accepted in this large family. 

“Thanks Matt,” he nodded and walked back to his table with Silvie. 

Matt’s advice became a standard practice the rest of my shift. All the painful and terrifying memories from having the bar being overtaken can’t be undone in a night, but the pit in my stomach became less and less as the night went on. A lot of the crew came into Molly’s throughout the day, no doubt to help keep some friendly faces at various spots in the bar and I’m grateful. 

“Hey! Sorry I’m late, Adam drives like an old lady.”

“It’s called defensive driving you dick,” Adam rolls his eyes as he walks past.

“Don’t worry about it, you want a beer?”

“I honestly would really love to go home, can you leave?” “Yeah, I’ll go grab my stuff,” I head to the office to gather my things and say a quick round of goodbyes before heading out of Molly’s with Jay. 

“So how’d it go?”

“A lot better than I thought. There’s too much good that’s happened in my life at Molly’s for that day to destroy it.”

“We did meet here,” Jay adds. 

“We had our first kiss here too. Plus, I’ve humbled Will on numerous occasions at Molly’s,” Jay laughs and opens my car door for me.

“I’m proud of you,” I lean over and kiss him. 

****

As the days passed it got easier and easier to go to Molly’s. The memories of a gun pointed at my head were pushed away by memories of Jay and I dancing after closing and playing an intense game of slaps with Cruz. Or Stella whipping out on the newly mopped floor. Or the hot dog eating contest between the firefighters and PD. Everyone made a conscious effort to be around the bar more to help fill it with even more bright memories. 

There were times and days when the memories couldn’t be replaced, Hermann had to replace the bell above the door because I couldn’t stop picturing Rob beneath it.

Sadly, the nightmares had remained. I can see the dark circles underneath Jay’s eyes, the eyes that normally fill me with bliss now cause me guilt. I’ve tried to sleep on his sofa, but when I wake up, nightmare or not, Jay is in a chair awake. After a couple nights of the failed sofa plan, I went to stay at my place. The first night I was woken up by Jay banging on my door, claiming he couldn’t sleep knowing I was having a nightmare without him. Even if I slept at my apartment Jay was there either in my bed or on the sofa. 

“Kim, he’s not sleeping. He’s running on black coffee, I even saw a Monster can in his trash,” I pour her a draft beer as she sits at the bar top. 

“Are you sleeping? You both have matching bags under your eyes.”

“I can’t really, the most I’ve gotten is a few hours in a night,” I lean my elbows on the bar top to hold my head in my hands. “I’m so tired. I don’t think Jay gets more than me, he’s always awake.”

“Have you talked with anyone since everything happened?”

“No, I wouldn’t even know who to talk to,” I admit. 

“We have resources through the precinct, I’ll text you some. You and Jay should go, or you’ll both crash and burn.”

“Thanks, I’ll talk about it with him.”

“Hi beautiful,” Jay says as he sits and the bar stool.

“I thought you weren’t drinking tonight,” I joke.

“What I can’t call my girlfriend ‘beautiful’?”

“You can, you just don’t normally lead with it,” I grab Jay a glass of water.

“Well I have to step up my game,” I laugh at his his seriousness.

“So Kim and I were talking and she brought up me potentially seeing someone. Someone to help talk through everything that happened.”

“That’s a great idea, I can help you find someone.”

“I think you should see someone too, you’re sleeping less than me which is saying a lot.”

“I know, I actually made an appointment with my old therapist for next week. I saw her when I was getting help with my PTSD from being over seas. I can see if she has any suggestions of people to go when I’m there.”

“Thanks, Kim’s gonna send over a list too,” Jay grabs my hand and starts to brush his thumb over the back of it. 

“We’ll get through this,” Jay says confidently. 

“I know,” I smile back at him. “You still going to be around when I finish up?”

“Absolutely. Yours or mine?”

“Yours is closer,” Jay squeezes my hand before standing up. 

“Hey Jo, this was left for you,” Hermann says and slides over a yellow packing envelope. I thank him and grab a knife to rip it open. Numerous photos spill out covering the wooden countertop. The photos are all different but the subjects are the same, me and Jay. Some are just of me, or just of Jay, but most of them are of us together. The air becomes thick and suddenly the music is too loud. This can’t be happening. I quickly push the photos back into the package and run to the office to stuff it into the bottom of my bag. Even with the envelope out of sight my heart doesn’t calm down, everything feels as if it is turned up to a thousand. I jump when the door opens and Hermann walks in.

“I’m sorry kid, I didn’t mean to scare yah,” I open my mouth to say anything but nothing comes out. “Hey, hey, you’re okay. You’re safe. Why don’t you head home? We got it from here.” 

Hermann reaches for my coat and bag, but before he could touch it I snatch both from the locker. He doesn’t touch me as he walks me out of the office. 

“Hey Jay,” Hermann quietly calls. Jay’s smile quickly disappears as he scrambles up from his seat. 

“What happened?” Jay asks quietly once he’s close enough. 

“I don’t know, she was like this in the office when I found her. You guys head home alright?” Jay nods and wraps his arm around my waist to lead me out of the bar. 

“We’ll be home soon, okay?” His kind tone makes it hard to keep the tears at bay. 

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