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justabigassnerd · 6 months ago

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Finally Safe

Pairing - Tim Bradford x reader

Word count - 6,179

Warnings - kidnapping, drugging, talks of malnourishment, sad Tim hours, angst, fluff, inaccurate medical scenes, swearing

Summary - after being missing for years, you and Tim are finally reunited

A/N - hey y'all! this was an idea suggested to me by @scarletstarrs so I hope I did your idea justice because I loved exploring this idea so much (and all the angst that came with it). anyways I won't ramble, as per y'all please send in requests, feedback, and enjoy!!!

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When Lucy entered the station, ready for the morning roll call, she was both shocked and confused to find Tim Bradford missing from the building. Other than being forced to take leave after being shot, Tim had always shown up to work no matter what.

“Hey, have you seen Tim?” Lucy asks, sitting down in between Jackson and Nolan who both shrug, shaking their heads. Before the three could begin theorising about where Lucy’s training officer had gone, Sergeant Grey stepped up to the podium and began to talk, detailing what was going to be happening during the day. Just before he sends everyone off to start the day, he addresses Lucy.

“Officer Chen, you’ll be riding with me today. Dismissed.” Grey says, his dismissal causing everyone to stand up and make their way out of the room to start their day. As Grey begins to exit, Lucy follows after him.

“Sergeant Grey, while it’s an honour to ride with you today. Where’s Officer Bradford?” Lucy asks, trying her best to sound respectful while enquiring about where Tim is.

“Officer Bradford is taking a personal day,” Grey replies simply, gesturing for Lucy to go and get the war bags to load the shop. At Grey’s gesture, Lucy began to make her way to get the bags, silently wondering to herself why Tim had taken a personal day and whether he was okay.

Across LA, Tim was sitting at home. He had barely had the energy to move out of bed when he woke up but he had managed to drag himself over to the sofa after making sure Kojo had his breakfast. Kojo, while not having lived with Tim long, had picked up on Tim’s melancholy mood and curled up next to him, whining softly as Tim studied a picture on his phone. Tim let out a soft sigh, tears filling his eyes as he studied the picture, a picture of him and you, his wife, on your wedding day. He was embracing you happily, lips pressed to yours.

“I miss you so much,” Tim whispers, unable to remove his gaze from the image of you. You had gone missing three years ago to the day, and Tim could never forgive himself for it. At Tim’s whisper, Kojo shuffled around, resting his head on Tim’s lap, sensing Tim’s pain. Kojo’s movement briefly pulled Tim’s attention away from his phone.

“I’m sorry buddy,” Tim says softly, stroking the top of Kojo’s head. Since you had been taken, Tim had consistently taken a personal day on the date you were taken with each passing year you remained missing. Most detectives involved in your case had told Tim that it was time to give up. The chances were high that whoever had taken you had killed you and had moved on. But Tim wouldn’t just give up on you. He couldn’t. Deep down he knew you were still out there somewhere, and he needed to find you. As Tim continued to swipe through the album of photos he had of you and him, Kojo began to paw at his leg slightly, as if trying to drag him out of his slump.

“I know. Come on, I’ll take you for a walk.” Tim says, knowing that keeping Kojo inside because of his upset would just not be worth it. Tim manages to get up from the sofa, shower and change before grabbing Kojo’s lead. As he left the house with Kojo trotting along by his side, he was silently grateful for the dog’s presence in his life. Before Kojo came around, Tim just wallowed in his house, hiding away from the world when he missed you too much. But now he had someone relying on him, and he couldn’t let Kojo down. After reaching the park, Tim let Kojo off the lead so he could explore while he sat on a bench. As he watched Kojo, he couldn’t help but imagine you sat by his side. You had always wanted to get a dog since long before marrying Tim and he had always put it off, claiming he wanted to wait. He felt so guilty for owning Kojo while you were missing but he knew that when he found you, you’d love Kojo and you’d so quickly become his new favourite person.

After a while, Tim whistled for Kojo to come back over so they could walk back home and as they made their way home, Tim’s phone buzzed, alerting him that he had a message but he opted to wait until he was home to see what it was. When he finally made it home, Tim collapsed onto the sofa and pulled out his phone to see a text from Angela.

‘How are you?’

That simple message was enough to bring the smallest of smiles to Tim’s face. Angela had been Tim’s entire support system since the day you went missing. She had checked in with him regularly and was someone to lean on during his bad days. When she had been promoted to detective, Angela had promised Tim she would do what she could to try and pick up any leads in your missing persons case. Tim had been so grateful for Angela’s support over the last few years, she was the person he needed to help him navigate your absence in his life.

‘Could be better.’

Tim could never lie to Angela. She had ways to see right through him, even over text so he knew there was no point even attempting to act like he was feeling okay on a day like this.

‘Do you want to come over? Have some company?’

Angela’s offer of company was not unusual, although the last few times Angela had asked if he wanted her to come over after her shift had finished, but now with her on maternity leave, both she and Tim had a whole day to console each other.

‘That would be nice. I’ll be over in a few.’

Tim types out and sends his response, once again forcing himself up from the sofa and petting Kojo, promising him he’d be back soon before grabbing the keys to his truck and making his way to Angela’s house.

When he arrived he barely even knocked on the door before Angela opened it, a soft gentle smile on her face as she took in Tim’s appearance. It was obvious to her that he hadn’t slept well the night before but she couldn’t blame him. If Wesley had gone missing she knows she’d be absolutely beside herself with worry and anticipatory grief.

“Come and sit down,” Angela says softly, resting a hand on Tim’s back and guiding him to the sofa, easing herself down alongside him, her gentle hand never leaving his back as she moves it up to rub his shoulder lightly. For a few minutes, the two of them sit in silence before Tim lets out a shuddering breath.

“I miss her so much.” Tim manages to say, his voice choking as tears begin to well in his eyes.

“I know, Tim,” Angela says sympathetically, her hand continuing to rub soothing circles on his shoulder in an attempt to keep his breathing steady.

“It hurts.” Tim manages to say, hand hovering near his heart, swearing he could feel his heart pounding louder and stronger with each second.

“I can’t imagine the pain. But I’m here for you. You’re not alone.” Angela says softly, feeling her heart break more and more at Tim’s broken state. She was the only person who got to see this side of Tim in these moments and it made her more and more determined to find you. After a few moments of comforting whispers from Angela and teary sniffles from Tim, he turned to face her, eyes still shining with unshed tears.

“Do you think we’ll even find her alive?” Tim asked, uncharacteristically pessimistic about your case, making Angela shocked.

“She’s got to be out there somewhere. And we’ll find her.” Angela says, pulling Tim into a careful hug.

“It’s my fault she’s gone,” Tim mutters against her shoulder, a confession no one had heard from him before.

“Don’t say that. You’re not to blame.” Angela says, pulling away slightly to look him in the eyes as he shakes his head.

“I am.” Tim insists, his right hand moving to fiddle with his wedding ring, a movement Angela didn’t miss. She knew he would take the ring off when he was on duty, but when he was off duty it would be restored to its rightful place and he’d often find himself twisting it around on his finger out of habit.

“Why do you say it’s your fault?” Angela asks tenderly, hoping she’d be able to help Tim realise that it wasn’t his fault.

“We had an argument that night. A stupid one at that, I can’t even remember what it was about, maybe about chores or something? But y/n got pissed at me and she said she needed to go on a walk to clear her head. I was pissed too and the moment she left I just decided to go to bed. I was too angry to do anything else. If I had gone after her none of this would’ve happened. She’d still be here with me.” Tim whispers, feeling like his throat is closing more tears welling in his eyes as he relives that night.

“Where are you going?” Tim asks, pausing his angry pacing to glare at you from across the room.

“For a walk. I can’t be around you right now.” You reply, your voice just as venomous as his as you grab your keys, reaching for the door handle.

“Fine.” Tim spits angrily, turning on his heel and stalking off again as you open the door, exiting and angrily closing the door behind you while Tim storms to the kitchen, grabbing himself a beer from the fridge.

After a couple of beers, Tim decided it wasn’t worth staying up waiting for you any longer. You had taken your keys and he knew you’d come back whenever you were ready to so he took himself to bed, practically passing out as soon as his head hit the pillow.

The next morning, Tim woke up and found your side of the bed still empty, and when he reached across to search for any remaining body heat, he found that your side was still cold, like no one had slept in it all night. Figuring you had spent the night on the sofa, Tim sat up and got himself out of bed, all anger from the night before gone.

“Hey, Baby, I’m sorry about last night.” Tim enters the living room, rubbing his eyes as he enters, stopping in his tracks when he realises you’re not in the room, nor was there any evidence you had even slept on the sofa. At the sight of the empty room, and your keys still missing from the key bowl, Tim felt his stomach turning with anxiety. He just knew something bad had happened to you. You wouldn’t just go silent on him or not come home at all.

After trying to call your phone and getting no answers, Tim knew he had to file a missing persons case when he got to work. He wasn’t going to rest until he found you.

“Tim, listen to me. It is not your fault. You couldn’t have known. Neither of you could’ve known there would be a psycho out there. You can’t blame yourself for something you never could’ve anticipated.” Angela says softly, her voice shaking Tim from his thoughts. She could imagine the guilt Tim was feeling, but she knew it wasn’t his fault.

“It is. If I had just-”

“Okay, I’m going to stop you right there. There’s nothing you could’ve done. I know just as well as you that y/n is stubborn as anything, so if she wanted to go and get some air after your argument then she would’ve done it regardless. You can’t predict the future and y/n wouldn’t want you to blame yourself.” Angela says, her voice was soft yet firm so she can get her point across to Tim. She knew Tim had a habit of blaming himself for things out of his control but she had no idea that he had carried guilt from your disappearance silently and had been beating himself up about it for so long.

“I just need to find her. I need her safe and home with me. I didn’t even tell her I loved her the last time I saw her.” Tim says, fiercely wiping at his eyes to stop any tears from falling.

“I’m working with detectives to pick up the dead ends from y/n’s case. One of them will lead us somewhere I’m sure. Between you and me, working y/n’s case is the only work Wesley is okay with me doing while on maternity leave. He knows how important it is to us and he’s promised me that if we catch the asshole he’d ensure he spends the rest of his life behind bars.” Angela says reassuringly, wanting to help restore Tim’s faith in finding you.

“Thank you, Angela,” Tim says quietly with a nod. With the topic seeming to be at an end, Angela decides to change the subject and while Tim had always jokingly complained about helping Angela with wedding planning, he was more than happy to do so on this day. While he helped Angela plan various parts of her wedding, he couldn’t help but think about the time he had spent planning his wedding with you.

“Tim, we can’t seat my uncle next to your brother-in-law!” You exclaimed with a laugh, curling further into Tim’s side as he wrapped his arm around you, chuckling lightly to himself, both of you focusing on the seating chart Tim had drafted.

“Sure we can. It would be hilarious.” Tim says, squeezing you closer, his hand winding around your waist.

“You want our wedding to result in a fistfight?” You say, an amused tone to your voice as you raise an eyebrow.

“Mmm, might not be the best idea then,” Tim murmurs, leaning close to press a kiss to your cheek.

“The best idea is to make sure they stay as far away from each other as possible.” You muse, unable to stop the smile covering your face as Tim continued to press kisses to your cheek.

“We’ll figure it out.”

By the end of the day, Tim had spent most of his time at Angela’s house and he had been beyond grateful for her company and her willingness to help him through a day like this. When Wesley got home, Tim decided that was when he should be heading home himself, knowing Kojo was probably waiting for him.

“I’ll see you around,” Tim says quietly, giving Angela a gentle hug, pulling away and giving Wesley a friendly nod before making his way out of their house, heading to his truck to head home. Unbeknownst to Tim, the moment he left, Angela’s phone buzzed and when she read the text she knew she had to step into work again. Whether Wesley liked it or not.

The next morning, Angela made her way to the hospital, meeting with other detectives once she got there before being led to a room that had a girl inside. Angela figured she couldn’t be any older than her early twenties. After getting a quick brief from the other detectives, Angela made her way into the room, smiling softly to let her know she wasn’t a threat.

“Hi, Bella. I’m Detective Lopez, but you can just call me Angela.” Angela introduces herself, easing herself down onto one of the hospital room chairs as Bella eyes her carefully. Angela could tell that the last thing Bella wanted was to be questioned but it was protocol, whether she liked it or not.

“I promise I’ll make this quick, just tell me what happened,” Angela assures, pulling out her notepad and pen.

“A few months ago, some guy grabbed me off the street while I was making my way home. He kept calling me ‘Samantha’ the whole time. No matter how many times I told him my name was Bella he just ignored it.” Bella explains, tears welling in her eyes as her arms wound around her middle.

“Can you describe this man? And where he was keeping you?” Angela asks carefully, making notes on her notepad as Bella nods.

“He looked like he was in his forties, his hair was greying and he had a huge burn scar on his right arm, like all up it. He was keeping us in the woods. It sounds really cliche now that I say it out loud. He’d moved us around a bit before he found this old abandoned cabin on the outskirts of the city. He managed to get power and water so he figured we could just stay out there, like some delusional family or something.” Bella says, and Angela immediately picks up on her choice of words.

“I’m sorry, you said ‘us’. Was there someone else?” Angela enquires, glancing up from her notebook.

“Yeah, there was another woman, she might’ve been in her thirties? The guy kept calling her ‘Vivian’ but I’m guessing that wasn’t her name.” Bella explains with a nod while Angela pulls her phone out of her pocket, hurriedly scrolling through it and finding a picture with you in.

“This other woman. Did she look like this?” Angela flips the phone around, showing Bella the picture, watching as her eyes widen in recognition.

“Yes! That’s her!” Bella exclaims, looking over at Angela.

“She’s alive,” Angela mutters to herself, unable to believe the news.

“Do you know her?” Bella asks, noticing Angela’s reaction and how hurriedly she was typing into her phone.

“She’s a friend of mine. She’s been missing for a while.” Angela says, tucking her phone away as she talks.

“She’s the one who helped me escape. She saw the opportunity and she encouraged me to go for it.” Bella says, watching Angela’s reaction carefully.

“That sounds like y/n. She always looked out for others.” Angela says with fondness, remembering how you had always put others above yourself.

“I want to help her,” Bella says, a strong, newfound determination in her voice.

“Can you recall where the cabin was? If you can that would help us track her down.” Angela asks, listening carefully as Bella explains all the details she can remember of her escape from that cabin. After getting as many details as Bella could remember, Angela excused herself, exiting the room and immediately calling Grey on her way out, informing him of everything and letting him know that he and the LAPD needed to act fast before you were moved again.

Back at the Mid-Wilshire police station, police officers were starting to prepare for an operation on the outskirts of Los Angeles just as Lucy and Tim entered, ushering their recent arrest to be processed. They quickly became aware of the atmosphere around them so while Lucy was processing the arrest, Tim stepped out to find Grey.

“What’s going on?” Tim asks after tracking down Grey.

“I’m getting some people together for an operation. But I need you and Officer Chen to stay on patrol.” Grey says, gathering his war bags and barely glancing Tim’s way.

“I want to help,” Tim says, confused as to why Grey isn’t letting him get involved with an operation, not when he had as much experience as he did.

“This isn’t a matter to discuss Officer Bradford. You’re one of my best patrol officers and I need you out on the streets with Officer Chen while we do this. Is that understood?” Grey asserts, facing Tim and staring him down as Tim straightens up.

“Understood, Sir,” Tim says, feeling his heart sink at not getting to be involved with an operation.

“You’ll get in on the next operation,” Grey says, clapping Tim on the shoulder quickly before making his way towards his shop, leaving Tim to head back to Lucy, finding her after she had just finished processing their arrest.

“Hey, did you find out what everyone’s doing?” Lucy asks, looking up at Tim curiously.

“There’s an operation going down. I don’t know what it’s for but Grey wants us on patrol.” Tim says with a shrug, beginning to turn on his heel and make his way towards their shop, annoyance evident in in his body language.

“Do they know this would be a great learning opportunity for me? I want to get as much experience in operations as possible. Why aren’t they letting us help?” Lucy asks, following behind Tim.

“I don’t know, Boot. But it’s not my place to challenge Sergeant Grey’s orders.” Tim says firmly, glancing over his shoulder at Lucy who nods, still obviously upset about not getting to help with an operation while she’s still in training.

“Come on, get in. We’ve got a patrol to finish.” Tim then says with a shrug, both of them reaching the shop and getting in, ready to continue their patrol.

After a couple of hours of patrolling, Tim and Lucy had stopped to grab some coffee and while they stood outside their shop, talking and sipping at their drinks, Tim’s phone rang, making his eyebrows furrow when he saw Angela’s name displayed across his screen.

“Angela.” Tim greets as the phone reaches his ear.

“Tim, you need to get your ass to the hospital right now,” Angela says, making Tim raise an eyebrow before he thinks of a reason why she’d be asking him to come to the hospital.

“Are you having the baby already?” Tim asks, a panicked expression crossing his face.

“What? No. Look, just come to Shaw Memorial as soon as you can.” Angela says, an urgency in her voice that Tim hasn’t heard in a while.

“Okay, I’ll head over now.” Tim concedes, bidding Angela goodbye before hanging up the phone and shoving it away in his pocket.

“We’re going to the hospital. And no Angela is not giving birth.” Tim says, able to predict what Lucy was about to ask from a single look.

“Then why are we going to the hospital?” Lucy then questions, both of them getting into their seats just before Tim starts the drive to the hospital.

“No idea. Maybe one of my C.I’s ended up in hospital and they wanted to talk to me.” Tim says, shrugging lightly, wondering to himself why it was Angela had summoned him to the hospital when she’s not supposed to be working. The closer they get to the hospital, the more Tim starts to suspect that it has something to do with you. Angela had assured him that the only case she was working while on maternity leave was yours. But as he parked in the car park for the hospital, he started to picture the worst possible case scenario as he bursts through the hospital, tracking down Angela within minutes, practically leaving Lucy behind.

“What’s happened?” Tim asks, studying Angela’s expression carefully as she grabs his wrist leading him to a nearby hospital room and letting him look through the window. At the sight, tears immediately began to well in his eyes, stepping forward slightly towards the door before Angela stopped him.

“The doctors are working on her now. They’ll get you when she’s stable. I just wanted to show you that we found her.” Angela explains softly, watching as Tim refuses to tear his gaze away from the window.

“She’s alive,” Tim whispers, tears in his eyes as he watches the doctors hooking you up to an IV drip and heart monitors.

“She is. We found her.” Angela says softly, carefully guiding Tim back to the waiting room and helping him ease himself into a chair just as Lucy finally found the pair.

“What the hell? Why did you leave me behind?” Lucy demands, approaching Tim who barely processes her words, his gaze locked on the floor in front of him as his knee bounces impatiently.

“Not now, Lucy,” Angela says, holding a hand out towards Lucy to silence her while her other hand rests on Tim’s shoulder, squeezing it softly.

“Wait, what’s going on?” Lucy then asks, noticing the unusual behaviour Tim was exhibiting and how Angela was protecting him fiercely.

“We’ll tell you later,” Angela says, knowing that with the state Tim was in, she shouldn’t go spilling his personal life.

After half an hour of waiting, a doctor approached Angela since they only recognised her but she made sure to bring Tim into the conversation as well as make sure the doctors knew he was your husband so that he would make any and all medical decisions that you couldn’t make.

“y/n had been drugged upon being found, I assume something that was something done so that the perpetrator could move her without the risk of her running away. She’s also showing clear signs of dehydration and malnourishment so we’ve got her on IVs to give her what her body needs. She’s still asleep but would you like to see her?” The doctor explains, glancing at the tablet in his hand before looking at Tim who nods. The doctor gestures for Tim to follow him to your room but before he leaves he turns to Angela.

“Message me if you need me,” Angela says softly, watching as he nods once more before following the doctor and being granted access to your room. As soon as he enters the room, he grabs a chair and pulls it up along your bedside, one hand taking your hand in his while his other hand runs through your hair.

“I’m here, Baby. I’m so sorry. I love you.” Tim says, repeating the three sentences like a mantra as he squeezes your hand softly. He felt more tears welling in his eyes as he took in your form. Your cheeks were hollowed and you had dark circles under your eyes. The more Tim watched you as you slept, the worse his guilt got. He couldn’t help but hate himself more and more for letting you leave the house that night. As the day progressed, Tim found himself uncharacteristically talkative with you, rambling about everything you had missed.

“I’ve got a new rookie. Her name’s Lucy Chen. You’d like her a lot actually. She reminds me of you in a way.” Tim says, his thumb absentmindedly rubbing the back of your hand as he talks. He knew you and Lucy would get on well. After all, Lucy was someone who was unafraid to speak her mind around Tim and you’d admire her fire. By the time night fell, Tim was sure he’d covered everything that had happened since you had gone missing. He felt a yawn slip past his lips which made him attempt to shake the sleepiness off. He didn’t want to fall asleep and then risk waking up to find out that this had been a dream. He couldn’t bare to wake up to find you missing again. However, as the night progressed, Tim got more and more tired and he began to struggle to keep his eyes open so he laid his head down on your bed, making sure he was facing up at you, keeping your hand in his the whole time before letting his eyes slip closed, hoping this wasn’t all a dream.

You woke up slowly in the early hours of the morning and as you slowly open your eyes, you couldn’t help but smile tearily when you recognised the sleeping face of your husband. The face you had dreamed of seeing for years. You watched Tim quietly for a moment, admiring the man you loved so much before your need to talk to him overtook you and you squeezed his hand softly, rousing him almost instantly. His eyes blinked open and you felt a tear slip down your cheek.

“Hey, Tim.” You whisper softly, your voice slightly hoarse from lack of use. Tim couldn’t even bring himself to talk, he just squeezed your hand, tears welling in his own eyes.

“You’ve grown your hair out a bit.” You observe quietly, gently extracting your hand from his to run your hand through his hair, having been used to his shorter haircut for too long.

“You like it?” Tim asks with a teary laugh.

“I love it. I did always tell you it would look nicer if you grew it out a little.” You muse softly, enjoying the feeling of running your hand through his hair with the slight added length. As another tear rolls down your cheek, Tim reaches out and wipes it away, his touch as soft and as gentle as you remembered it.

“I’m so sorry, Baby. I let you down.” Tim apologises, his hand lingering on your cheek as you lean into his touch, desperately craving the love and comfort only Tim could provide you with.

“It’s not your fault. I’m the one who left that night.” You say, slowly retracting your hand from Tim’s hair, returning it to your lap as Tim shakes his head.

“I should’ve stopped you.” Tim argues, making you shake your head in response.

“You couldn’t have known, Tim. Look, let’s not argue. We haven’t seen each other in years I don’t want to ruin this by arguing. It’s no ones fault but the ass who took me.” You say, your voice soft yet firm as Tim nods lightly in understanding.

“I missed you so much.” Tim then whispers, his face displaying every emotion he was feeling in the moment.

“I missed you too.” You reply softly. Glad you were reunited with your husband again.

After a few days stay in hospital, you had finally been cleared to go home which you were excited for. Your days in the hospital were mostly spent talking to lawyers and detectives to get all the evidence needed for the case against your kidnapper. But Tim had all but refused to leave your side through it all, and some of your friends came to visit you after news had spread that you had been found. You even got to meet Tim’s newest rookie, Lucy, who like Tim predicted, you got on brilliantly with. And while you had appreciated people wanting to visit you, and that the detectives and lawyers wanted to get that guy behind bars as soon as possible. But you just wanted to go home, to spend some time with Tim in the comfort of your own house, as well as getting to know the family member you had missed the arrival of. When Tim had told you about Kojo, he had not missed the way your eyes lit up and he knew it was going to be love at first sight for both you and Kojo. After all the paperwork had been sorted and Tim had brought you a comfy change of clothes from home, you finally headed out to Tim’s truck, letting him help you into the vehicle and settling in to the passenger seat.

The drive back to yours and Tim’s shared house was relatively silent, you listened to what was on the radio and occasionally chatted with Tim until he pulled into the driveway. You waited upon Tim’s orders for him to round the truck and open the door for you, helping you out carefully before leading you to the front door.

“Are you ready?” Tim asks softly, hand interlocked with yours as you both stand in front of the door, staring it down before you nod lightly, giving Tim the sign he needed to unlock the front door, easing it open and ushering both you and him inside, quickly coming face to face with Kojo.

“Hey, you must be Kojo. Tim’s told me all about you. I’m y/n.” You introduce yourself to the dog, watching his reaction carefully as he approaches you, sniffing at your outstretched hand for a few seconds before gently licking your hand and allowing you to pet him.

“Oh, aren’t you the sweetest boy?” You praise, petting Kojo happily while Tim jokingly rolls his eyes.

“It took less than a minute for me to be replaced by the dog.” Tim jokes, making his way into the kitchen to grab some drinks and by the time he returned, you had curled up on the sofa with Kojo and Tim couldn’t help but smile at the sight of having you home again. After placing the drinks on the coffee table, Tim sat down on your other side and wrapped his arm around your middle, pulling you into him and pressing multiple kisses to the side of your head as you smile softly, cherishing the attention and love Tim was giving you.

By the time night fell, you were ready to crash and Tim knew it. He chose to carry you to the bedroom, sitting you down on the bed and finding one of his old police academy shirts he knew you loved to wear and a pair of flannel pyjama bottoms, handing them to you before turning around to get changed himself. When you were both ready for bed, you climbed under the covers while Kojo curled up at the foot of the bed. You instantly curled into Tim’s side, burying your face in his chest.

“I’ve missed this so much.” You mumbled, smiling to yourself when Tim tightens his grip around your waist.

“Me too. I love you so much.” Tim whispers, kissing the top of your head before you tipped your head up so Tim could press the softest of kisses upon your lips.

“I love you too.” You reply softly, eyes full of love as you look up at Tim before curling back into him, quickly falling asleep in his arms the way you had been dreaming off the past few years.

In the middle of the night, Tim stirred, aware of the way the two of you had shifted throughout the night. You were now lying with your back to Tim and his arm was wrapped around your middle but he quickly withdrew it when he noticed you twitching and crying in your sleep. He instantly knew you were having a nightmare so he flicked his bedside lamp on and reached out to gently rouse you, placing his hand on your shoulder and calling your name softly until you bolted upright, eyes wide open and tears staining your cheeks.

“y/n. Baby. It’s okay. I’m here. You’re safe.” Tim says softly, his hand reaching down to hold yours, his actions only stopping when you practically curled into him instantly, changing his action from holding your hand to holding your sobbing, shaking form instead. Tim continued to reassure you and comfort you quietly, his hand rubbing up and down your back while Kojo rested his head on your leg, whining softly in his own way to comfort you. Tim then began to coach you through slowing your breathing, using techniques you had used when he suffered with nightmares and when you began to calm down, he began to wipe your tears away.

“I thought I was really back in that cabin.” You admit with a sniffle, making Tim hold you closer, taking your hand in his and placing it above his heart.

“You feel that? I’m here and so are you. I’m not going to let anything happen to you again.” Tim promises quietly as you focus on the steady thumping of his heartbeat while your other hand reached down to pet Kojo softly.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.” You apologise, pulling away with your eyes still shining with tears as Tim shakes his head.

“Don’t apologise. I’m going to be here for you when you need me to. I’m your husband and after what you went through I’d be a shit excuse of a husband if I did anything but look after you when you needed me. Don’t ever apologise for having a nightmare. I love you and I’m going to help you through this.” Tim says, pulling you back into his arms and feeling you settle your head perfectly above his heart so you could focus on his heartbeat once again.

“I love you too.” You mumble, soothed by Tim’s repeated action of running his hand up and down your back as well as his melodic heartbeat and soon your eyes slipped closed again. In the arms of the love of your life and feeling safe for the first time in years.

Tim watched you sleep peacefully for a few minutes, just to make sure no nightmares tried to attack you again as you slept but after not as much as a twitch, Tim switched his lamp off and cuddled you closer as he let himself drift off to sleep. You were finally back where you belonged. And Tim wasn’t going to let anyone hurt you again.

#justabigassnerd #justabigassnerd writes #the rookie #the rookie abc #the rookie fic #the rookie fanfic #the rookie imagine #tim bradford #tim bradford the rookie #tim bradford fic #tim bradford x reader #tim bradford x you #tim bradford x y/n #tim bradford imagine #tim bradford x fem!reader

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unofficial-fhr-polls · 8 months ago

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Propaganda:

Ricardo Ortega: Ricardo grows a grief mustache half out of guilt and half to avoid looking like his abusive asshole father and will shave it in a heartbeat if he thinks sidestep seriously doesn’t like it. He will drop the puppet in a split second if he thinks there’s a whisper of a chance of having something more with sidestep. If he’s suspicious of sidestep being a villain—but they come out as trans—his suspicion score plummets and he nearly breaks into tears over his guilt at assuming something bad about them. Again and again he comes to sidestep’s defense and believes in them.

He’s viciously, dangerously intelligent. He’s putting on five dozen masks a day because he’s desperate to appear correct for every situation he’s in. He’s desperate for people to never see who he is underneath, terrified that they’ll never want him for *him*.

He’s got giant stupid brown cow eyes, he’s tanned dark from the sun. Ortega’s the only character who can be six feet tall.

This man is so unhealthily devoted, obsessive, insane and gorgeous that there is a very firm reason every other sexy man (gn) is quaking and whining at him being included.

Wei Chen: Stoic marshal steel vs dog dad wei that spoils his son (PJS AND RAINCOATS FOR SPOON). Wears tight + thin t-shirts off duty "enough [them] to feel silky to the touch." (ch23). this has to be on purpose. right? right?? Understated snarker. Banter is very hot. Always checking in and asking for consent <3. Thoughtfulness + discretion - the shelf in the fridge!!!! (+ not outing a high clue villain with the relevant tags).

Conflict between duty + personal: "This is private. Just for me." A breathed admission. "I feel so selfish right now."'' (ch25) / 'Chen hesitates for a moment, then leans in to kiss you once more, one hand cradling your bruised cheek. Soft. Slightly awkward. Far too many things unsaid. He's not used to open displays of affection. […] A last selfish act before getting back into the Marshal role. Get the job done.' (ch24) / - 'He could cut out his own heart and serve it up as a sacrifice if he had to.' (ch24)

'The way his Adam's apple moved when he took another pull on his protein drinks. […] The way his scars pulled his smile slightly sideways, crooked in its amusement.' (ch23)

CANONICALLY HAS A FANTASTIC ASS, ACCORDING TO A STEELSTEP SIDESTEP.

#fhr #fallen hero #ricardo ortega #wei chen #fhr steel #marshal steel #poll #fhr sexyman tournament

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wawamouse · 4 months ago

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Oz Rewatch 3: S5E04: Next Stop Valhalla

Storylines

Jaime tries to kill Guerra and is killed instead; Miguel feels guilty; Alicia Hinden comes to Oz with the dog training program; Augustus, Penders, and Miguel are selected

Miss Sally’s Schoolyard to become Sallycise; Brass confirms to Rebadow he bought the lottery ticket; Martinez hits Brass with a shit cocktail; Gloria tries to get Martinez put in the hospital and then beats him up when he keeps touching her face

Beecher and Schillinger fight during an interaction session; Schillinger antagonises Schibetta;

Peter Marie visits Keller; McClain visits Keller

Winthrop and Guenzel arrive at Oz; Guenzel is taken under Beecher’s wing while Winthrop becomes a prag for the Aryans in Unit B

Frank Urbano arrives at Oz; Beecher asks Pancamo for the Italians help in protecting Guenzel; the Aryans and Italians get into a fight

Gloria tells Ryan he has to tell his mother about his crimes; Ryan breakdances instead; Shupe tells O’Reily that Li going to rape his mom; Ryan and Cyril kill Li

Augustus continues to grieve his mother and ends up breaking his sobriety

Omar annoys Emerald City and Said with his singing, McManus gives him a supply closet to practice in; Redding demands Omar use it to sell drugs; Lalar and Arif complain to Said that he’s neglecting his role as leader; Robson tortures and kills Lalar

Sister: That’s why they gotta stop announcing everything they do in this show, like...

Sister: I feel like [Norma’s] just dead at this point.

Sister: I feel like they’re leading up to him being like a mass shooter or something. Me: You think he’s gonna snap? Sister: He seems like the type...

Sister: …I think being free would making him happy. I mean, [Toby] had that whole vision about being free that did not include [Chris], so I think he’ll be fine.

Sister: You can just tell them anything and they’ll let you through…

Sister: What’s wrong with this guy? What’s he in for? Me: Hate crimes… Murder, officially, I think. Sister: Hate crime? What’s he sniffing people for? Me: He's just a perv...

Sister: …That’s so gross… In my sickened state*, I can’t even summon a bleugh. Me: [Retching noise] Sister: Thanks. (*We got some booster shots yesterday and Sister always gets sick afterward lol)

Sister: When are they going to address that guy whose wife also died? Me: Never. Sister: So why did they introduce her?! To spout off some facts and get shushed by the priest?? Me: Maybe there was originally supposed to be more of a story to it and it go cut. Sister: No, they just wanted to do their little after school special moment and then not deal with it. You know, if any of the Muslims should be having the issues in these episodes, it should be the other guy (Arif), not Mr. Said... Me: They could have issues together. Sister: Yeah. Kill the Nazi helper dude. The one who's egging everything on. Schillinger doesn't even really do stuff on his own anymore. Before, he didn't want to fight and wanted to become a Jesus freak and it was always that guy whispering in his ear. And now look.

Sister: How we know he’s not gonna build a bomb in there? … Oh, I guess they took away all the cleaning supplies…

Stray Thoughts

Sister says Jia Kenmin and Li Chen’s plan to provoke Ryan so they could kill him in self defense was really not thought-out

Sister is convinced that someone is going to die for one of the dogs

Sister believes that killing Robson would get rid of most of the Aryans’ bite since she views him as being the worst out of all the Aryans

Final thoughts

The scene where Robson and what’s his face torture Lalar is the toughest scene to watch in the entire show, imo. And it pisses me off (like, I’m actually getting mad thinking about it right now, lol) that Robson gets more expansion in terms of character as the show progresses, too, because whooooooooo gives a shit about a Nazi?! They still haven’t followed up on Arif’s wife LMAO. Also Urbano gets introduced this episode and they don’t end up doing shit with him, really, either. But let’s learn about this asshole!!

Sister: I feel like they’ve run out of storylines with the Muslims and are just repeating past ones. Wasn’t it [Arif] who was the one complaining about Said’s leadership the last time? And then he couldn’t handle it which caused the whole thing… and now he’s doing it again? Me: I think they just don’t like when Said helps other people. They complained when Said was spending time on Beecher, too… Sister: Yeah, [Arif] is so needy… He’s like “you’re spending too much time with your roommate who you have to stay in a cell with” and also every time he is around, [Said] just wants [Omar] to be quiet anyway…

#oz hbo #oz rewatch

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dogueteeth-fhr · 19 days ago

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ooooooo 4 or 11 (or both) for the fhr prompts?

Thank you for the prompt! Cheshire took over me for this one :3

11. Babysitting Spoon for a day.

He's terribly warm, for something so small and thin. Even when he trembles and whines, begging for Cheshire's hand to keep patting him with big tapioca pearl eyes, the heat he exudes is something she almost would have expected from his handler, not from this twig of a dog.

Regardless, Cheshire sighs, frowning down at the pup who rolls over to have his underbelly given attention. Cheshire really wishes that he understood why in the world Steel thought that she was the perfect person to dogsit. The two of them aren't even close. In fact— and yes, certainly this is it— Cheshire is quite certain that this is some form of psychological warfare disguised as a show of trust. Yes, that would be Marshal Steel's angle, wouldn't it?

It's no secret that Cheshire doesn't like dogs.

It would be unfair to say that she hates them. It would even be a disservice to say that he dislikes them. He thinks that every dog is great and wonderful and everything a person never could be.

So long as they keep a twenty foot difference away from her— and even that is generous of zir.

She knows how fast they can turn. Lickety-split, quicker than lightning to a rod, ivory goring flesh as the handler barks orders and Cheshire is sent stumbling back in line. They don't bother to heal the bites. There was no pain in such lessons to stay back, stay in line, blocked by the gate in zir spine, so a lesson had to be learned in other ways. The fear of infection, sepsis. Of being rendered inert- a useless, blunt tool meant to be scrapped for parts. To be submitted to the ridicule of the others, fingers twitching louder against zir ears than rattling branches on a window. The shame. The fear. Being small. Tiny. Weak. Cradling his arm, praying the stitches and antiseptic would stay.

Even Spoon could leave his legacy on Cheshire's wrist if he so desired.

The thought churns his stomach and Cheshire's hand retracts from Spoon as if she'd been burned, leaving the dog whining and worried as Cheshire shrinks away. Zir mind is sharp and coiled, curdled on her tongue, spoiled and rotten just like everything about her. Just like everything about the world. People. Zirself.

"It's alright," she says, offering the worried greyhound a wan mile, voice honey as he gulps back the soured milk in zir chest. He doesn't dare touch Spoon's mind when hers is like this. He doesn't deserve it. Chen would have her head, too. Chen doesn't deserve that... even as annoying as he is.

Daniel would be mad at him too, wouldn't he?

Cheshire can't stop the small smile from zir face at the thought of him. Even far away, the thought of him clears the clouds from his head. Makes curdled milk turn pillowy soft yogurt, even makes Spoon lurching to lick away at his face not so scary, not so bad. Minus the breath smell.

Daniel is just as bad with Spoon as Cheshire is.

Uncertain, a little jumpy. Unable to fully predict the dog's wants and needs, unable to fully read his movements. Julia is different. Sure. Confident. Even when she gets it wrong, bouncing back like the mistakes she made never mattered all along.

Cheshire sighs, giving up on pushing Spoon back. Zir eyes still wander the room, as if she were being watched. It still makes zir stomach churn to let zir guard down. Force zir muscles soft, let Spoon climb down into her lap. Let himself look as tired as she feels. As small.

"How am I going to do this?" She whispers to Spoon in the dark, gingerly scratching his ears. His little eyes are intent, wide, listening; little tapioca pearls of attention and affection, and she can't help but give his little forehead a kiss. Zir hand softly holding his muzzle. Never forgetting.

Daniel.

Julia.

Sometimes the lies grate. Sometimes zir teeth ache between kisses. Lies growing like cavities, sweetened and smoothed with diversions and secrets. But it's better for everyone involved, isn't it? What people don't know won't hurt them. Julia doesn't need to know her best friend and situationship beat her bloody at the gala. Daniel doesn't need to know his fucked-up lover broke his knee beyond repair. Chen doesn't need to know he trusted a killer to babysit his dog.

No one ever needs to know.

"It'll all be over soon," He murmurs into Spoon's fur, stroking the silver silk, allowing herself the weakness of a hug, the shame of curling into the happy, warm, trusting body that believes zir hands could never hurt.

One way or another.

Good end or bad.

This masquerade will be over soon.

#obligatory pronouns for those not in the know #cheshire is she/he/zir #fhr #sidestep #fhr sidestep #oc #writing prompt #cheshire bartos #fhr specific prompts game #i knew where i was going and then i didnt lol #it became its own thing

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affiesque · 1 year ago

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So Ai Di x Chen Yi has essentially taken over my brain, which led to a late-night writing session that resulted in this little thing. Note that it’s really just PWP and definitely NSFW. If that’s your thing, please enjoy! 🖤

Once again Ai Di found himself in Chen Yi’s room, his bed. Weeks of push and pull, teasing and understanding led him back - this time both of them sober and mostly clear-eyed. Things are quiet, probably too quiet - the eye of the storm, no doubt - with no one injured, no one missing, no one beating down the doors, at least not today. Ai Di has noticed something different in Chen Yi’s expressions of late, something hard and gentle at the same time - sure, there’s that same desire, the look that says he might devour Ai Di entirely if given the chance. But there’s something else lurking underneath, and Ai Di wants nothing more than to tear it out of Chen Yi and pull it apart and get his hands dirty with the feeling of it, the promise of what it might be.

Right now, though, Chen Yi’s hands are in his hair and anything he might want to say is swallowed up by Chen Yi’s teeth tugging at his lips. Ai Di melts into the kiss, sliding their tongues together and pressing himself against Chen Yi so hard he almost feels like he could disappear. They stay like this for a long while, Ai Di breathing in the heady scent of Chen Yi, the deep woodsy smell of his cologne and something darker underneath, tasting each others mouths until Ai Di can’t bear it any longer and starts tearing at their clothes. Ai Di pushes Chen Yi onto his back, peppering his jaw with kisses, then moving down to nip and suck at the sensitive skin of his neck, drawing out tiny sounds of pleasure. Ai Di continues lower, his hands roaming freely over Chen Yi’s naked body, enjoying the tremors under his fingers when he hits a particularly sensitive spot. He’s so absorbed in his explorations that he’s caught off guard when Chen Yi grabs him by the waist and tosses him on his back, letting out a huff of indignation that Chen Yi just laughs at.

Chen Yi leans in to offer a kiss of apology, then trails his lips up to Ai Di’s ear and whispers oh so softly, “Wanna taste you.” Ai Di hums in appreciation as Chen Yi takes him in his mouth, carefully at first and then with more and more insistence, sucking him in deeper and deeper until Ai Di’s hips start lifting off the bed of their own accord, his dick slamming against the back of Chen Yi’s throat. Another minute of this and Ai Di knows he won’t last much longer. As if reading his mind, in one fluid motion Chen Yi pulls off his cock and flips him onto his stomach.

“Fuck, Chen Yi!”

Ai Di is turned on and pissed off at the same time as he feels the full weight of Chen Yi on his back, the insistent press of his hard-on against his ass. Before Ai Di can do anything about it, Chen Yi is back at his ear, his voice pitched even lower this time, dripping with intention: “Wanna taste all of you.” The sound that escapes Ai Di’s lips is one that only dogs can hear, and before his brain can fully catch up to what’s happening, Chen Yi has buried himself face-first in Ai Di’s ass, tongue lapping and pressing insistently at his entrance. It doesn’t take long until Ai Di’s legs are shaking and he’s reduced to humping the bed, trying to get any friction he can for his aching dick. He vaguely wonders where the hell Chen Yi learned to do this, a tiny flare of jealousy that he might have been doing this with someone else while Ai Di was gone those four years erupting, only to be pushed aside by the overwhelming sensations radiating from the core of his body.

“Please, Chen Yi - I need you - ah, please, just fuck me already,” Ai Di stutters out, craning his neck to see Chen Yi pull back with a triumphant smile.

“Such an eager boy,” Chen Yi teases, pressing tender kisses to Ai Di’s spine.

Ai Di buries his face in the pillow beneath him, listening to the sounds of Chen Yi slicking up his fingers, barely able to contain himself as Chen Yi works him open slowly but intently. By the time Chen Yi gets a third finger inside of him, Ai Di’s head is swimming and his breath is coming in short, hard bursts. Another flip onto his back and suddenly Chen Yi is above him, inside him, overwhelming him. They cling to each other, Chen Yi’s hips snapping into Ai Di at a steady pace, his head tucked into Ai Di’s shoulder. Ai Di moans Chen Yi’s name again and again, then pulls him back by the hair to press a brutal kiss to his lips. When Chen Yi finally breaks away his eyes stay locked on Ai Di’s face, and when he speaks his voice is filled with emotion: “Tell me you’re mine, Ai Di. Tell me.”

“I’m yours, Chen Yi, I’m yours.” Ai Di whispers it like a holy mantra, tears pricking the edges of his vision. Chen Yi’s eyes flutter closed and he lets out what sounds to Ai Di’s ears like a sigh of relief. But all of a sudden Ai Di feels that ugly flare of envy arise in him again, thoughts of Chen Yi’s desperate crush on their boss rushing to the front of his mind. He needs to know once and for all that Chen Yi only has eyes for him, needs to have the wildfires of his jealousy extinguished for good.

“Tell me you’re mine, Chen Yi - I want to hear you say it.” Ai Di’s hands travel up to caress Chen Yi’s neck. When he presses experimentally, Chen Yi’s eyes fly open, dark as obsidian.

“I’m yours Ai Di,” he gasps, leaning into the pressure. Ai Di tightens his grip just a bit more.

“And no one else’s,” Ai Di demands.

“And no one else’s,” Chen Yi repeats. Ai Di releases his neck, his hands caressing Chen Yi’s face as Chen Yi begins to pick up the pace even more, his cock finally reaching the spot that makes Ai Di arch up off the mattress, a loud moan escaping him. He can feel his orgasm building, and before long he’s coming untouched, spilling all over his stomach. Chen Yi follows soon after, filling Ai Di and collapsing into his arms. Ai Di sighs happily, running his fingers through Chen Yi’s hair, scratching a soothing rhythm into his scalp. A minute of comfortable silence passes, after which Ai Di feels a strange hitching of breath coming from Chen Yi. He pushes himself up a bit, forcing Chen Yi to lift his head, and can’t understand why he’s seeing tears staining Chen Yi’s face.

“Hey, hey - what’s this?” he asks, concern evident in his voice, but Chen Yi can only shake his head. Ai Di gently shifts them around so he can better tuck Chen Yi into his arms, comforting him as he cries.

Eventually Chen Yi looks up at him, choking out the words: “Please - please just promise you’ll never leave me again.”

Ai Di lets out a deep breath and pulls him closer, thumbs brushing away his tears. “I’m not going anywhere, Chen Yi. I’m yours - I’m yours.”

#kiseki: dear to me #kiseki dear to me #ai di x chen yi #ai di #chen yi #my fic #its been a while since i’ve written anything like this so please forgive any rustiness #it’s kind of angsty #but i promise they are actually happy

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pasteloctoz · 1 year ago

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Damihux

Christmas ass lookin colors

My favorite couple bc these beautiful specimens need more appreciations.

any trigger warnings will be seperated from the rest and put at the bottom (probably not too many, its just a precaution :])

Hux is pan n transmasc, Damien is queer.

Search up frederic chen on yt (love their content) the way they dress/do make up is how i imagine damien dresses especially after not talking to his mom as much (bc he doesnt feel the pressure of her looming over him anymore.) And ppl like gavin pushing him to try new things.

Hux does the thing that Nick does in Heartstopper. "I'm bi, not gay" but instead he says pan. Bc pan/bi representation is important!!!

Hux is African-American and his other mom is Puerto-Rican (is that how you spell it?) So he grew up with Puerto Rica culture. While Damien is Mexicana. Sometimes they'll use some random slang that they grew up with in their respective houshold and the other will be just- slightly confused as to what it means.

They have a cat named shrimp and huxley calls him their firstborn child. To which damien deems "stupid" or "dumb" while being so flushed hed practically be a working furnace

Hux looks at damien with that loveheart eye look where you just KNOW hes admiring his partner like theyre the only light in the world. When Damien notices he just asks, "....... what?....." while a bit flushed.

Huxley never had the money to get top surgery until after he graduated from Damn. His moms wanted to help pay but he insisted that they didn't have to worry about it.

Once he's gotten top surgery, Damien does nothing but worry and take care of him. They would be attached at the fuckin hip istg-

Hux's favorite game is Dark Souls and everytime Damien tries to play it he gets angry and eventually just ends up leaning on hux and watching him play.

Damien is a big fucking fan of the final fantasy games. But somehow the only time hes gotten Hux to play a game made by the studio is fucking kingdom hearts. (Nothing against kingdom hearts i love kingdom hearts)

Tw: Tabacco/Vape mentions, homophobia mentions, suggestive

If you find any of these triggering feel free to scroll past (it will be in small font like this), meanwhile have a picture of my dog :D

Damien is probably more likely to vape/smoke than hux bc of his anxiety. Hux would honestly be more of a clean lungs advocate (he doesn't judge ppl who use drugs though- its not his buisness).

Usually when ppl are being homophobic to the two, hux calms damien down but one time damien just grabbed hux by the cheeks and gave him a real sloppy kiss. Casually took hux's hand afterward and teasingly whispered "scared them off, didnt we?"

Like- we know hux is always gonna make the first move but you cant tell me there hasnt been atleast once where damien made hux so flushed roses were growing out of his locs.

#Ive had this in my drafts for like a week finished #I just didnt wanna tag it #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted headcanons #redacted huxley #redacted damien #damihux #redacted damn crew #☠️ hcs #pansexual #queer #transmasc

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crackedpumpkin · 2 years ago

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Hiiii, I'm a friend of Coleseyebrows and she mentioned you so I wanted to check you out! Would it be possible to do a Platonic Cole x reader, like lil baby reader gets adopted off the streets kinda thing (kinda cringe of me ngl)? He's just such a father figure it sounded like a cute idea!

a/n: Hello lovely! I adore this ask of yours, and it's my first ever platonic! reader fluffy oneshot thing so tbh it was a challenge to write it;;; It's been a while since I was a baby, so it was lowkey difficult to remember what it was like as...well, a baby :)

However, I really do hope you enjoy it, and feel free to request more if you'd like in the future!!

|| ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʟ ᴛɪᴇꜱ || ᴅᴀᴅ! ᴄᴏʟᴇ ʙʀᴏᴏᴋᴇꜱᴛᴏɴᴇ x ᴀᴅᴏᴘᴛᴇᴅ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ||

“Yeah, but if you do a double kickflip, you’ll get past the level with no worry!”

Jay frowns, nodding doubtfully as Cole explains the secret to beating the last level of the newly released game they’ve been recently obsessed with.

“Oh yeah, Kai asked for some noodles from Chen’s,” Cole recalls, turning down the street and walking past an alleyway. He’s about to continue talking about the game, only to pause, a peculiar sound attracting his attention.

He takes a step back, Jay watching in confusion. The earth ninja walks down the alleyway to a barely covered box. Surely he’s just hearing things. There’s no way-

A baby’s gurgle echoes throughout the alleyway, both the ninja freezing at the sound. He and Jay exchange worried glances, reaching down and opening the cardboard box.

That’s when he first meets you, a newborn baby swaddled in a tattered blanket with warm, e/c eyes staring up into his. His heart instantly melts at the sight, a soft smile spreading across his lips.

“Cole, we should probably report this to the police,” Jay says, concern laced into his words as he looks around for any sign of the baby’s parents.

“I don’t know, Jay. I mean, a baby? In an alleyway? In a box?”

“Abandonment 101…” Jay breathes out in disbelief, brows furrowing as he tries to decide what to do next.

“We can’t exactly just leave them here either,” Cole reasons, picking you up as you giggle happily at his body's warmth to your shivering self. He uses his fingers to tickle your nose, awwing when your small button nose wrinkles into a sneeze.

“Well…There’s always the city’s orphanage….” Jay suggests hesitantly, Cole shrugging in agreement. They make their way there, Cole already doting on you and showering you with tickles and cooing noises that you eagerly respond to.

Jay watches you warily, unsure of how to react when you stare up at him with pure curiosity shining in your eyes. His hesitance disappears, however, as soon as you smile at him, and he lets out a small “aww.”

They soon reached the orphanage but got turned away by the staff there, as all their resources were already used up, and they couldn’t afford to take care of another child.

“Awww, she’s such a cute baby!” Whispers surround Cole as he walks down the street with you in his arms. His chest is puffed up slightly in pride as you giggle with a small burp, Jay watching with a raised brow.

“You do know we can’t keep her, right?”

“But the orphanage is full, and Dareth can’t even be trusted to take care of a dog.” Cole points out, rocking you gently. The swaying motion lulls you to sleep, and your eyelids slowly close. He wipes away a tiny sliver of drool that trails down your cheek, chuckling softly.

“But we’re ninjas! We can barely take care of Ninjago, much less a baby!” Jay frets.

“I’m not liking the negativity you’re bringing to this conversation; it’s affecting lil’ Rose here.” Cole huffs, holding you close.

“Rose?? You can’t name them. It means you’re already attached! We can’t get attached; we’re not old enough to have a baby!” Jay’s hysterical panic draws attention, and the passersby send the ninja odd looks.

Cole shushes him, more worried about waking the baby in his arms. “I’m sure Master Wu can help. He took us in after all.”

“Yeah, when we weren’t babies!”

“It’ll be fine. Besides, I think we’d be great parents.”

— — — — — — — —

“Hey, you got my noodles!” Kai jumps off the couch, approaching the two ninjas that flinch. Cole takes a step back.

“Why’re you two acting so weird?” Kai laughs, reaching out to the swaddle of blankets. However, before he can touch them, Jay swats his hand away with a glare.

“Watch it!” Cole hisses, turning to reveal you sleeping soundly in his arms.

Kai’s jaw drops, eyes filled with astonishment as the smile leaves his lips.

“That’s not my noodles.”

“Where’s Master Wu?” Cole asks, only for Kai to be interrupted by Nya’s excited gasp. She enters the room with Zane, the both of them walking over.

“Is that a baby??” She squeals quietly, gesturing for Cole to hand you over. He does so reluctantly, eyeing how Nya cradles you in her arms.

“Cole, I thought you went out to buy food, so why have you returned with another lifeform?” Zane asks.

��Long story short, they’ll be staying with us for a while since the orphanage is full,” Jay explains.

“Is that a baby??”

Kai groans. “Yes, Lloyd, catch up to the conversation already.”

The green ninja rolls his eyes at Kai’s smirk, walking to where Nya holds you. You’re still asleep, despite all the noise and commotion caused by your presence. He coos, brushing his fingers against your cheek.

This stirs you, and you wake up to see unfamiliar faces staring down at you. This makes your nose scrunch, and your eyes start to water as fear seizes control. You begin to cry, wailing at the sudden change of surroundings from earlier.

“What do we do??”

“I read that babies like to be teased, or maybe she’s hungry!” Zane suggests, hands over his ears as he winces.

“Uh, here, baby! Have a potato chip!” Kai grabs an open container of spicy chips, holding one up to you. You accidentally inhale the flavoured dusting, the spice stinging your eyes as you wail louder.

“Babies can’t have that!” Jay smacks the potato chip out of Kai’s hands, the latter glaring at him, offended by the action.

“Cole, hold her!” Nya hands you over to him, and he desperately tries to soothe you by gently rocking you.

“Shh, you’re safe now, little Rose.” He murmurs, and the familiar scent makes you blink, recognizing him as the one who picked you up. You like his warmth, your cries slowing to a stop as you sniffle with teary eyes.

The ninja all breathe sighs of relief, only to freeze as the door is slammed open by none other than Master Wu.

“What is going on here??”

— — — — — — — —

“Goodnight, Rose.” Cole watches your eyes close, drifting off to sleep after your tiring day.

After that day three years ago, Master Wu allowed the ninja to adopt you. It wasn’t official, but he warned his students that caring for a literal child would be their greatest challenge yet.

So far, it was proving true. You start to cry, having woken up from an uncomfortable sensation on your back. Tonight was his turn for night duty with you, the others sleeping soundly in their comfortable beds.

Cole begins to hum absentmindedly, hand gently rocking your crib as your loud cries echo across the Destiny's Bounty.

It's a while before he realizes your cries have stopped, and he glances down at you. Surprise fills his eyes when he hears your happy coos, relieved you have calmed down.

He looks down at you, smiling softly when he sees your wide, innocent eyes that stare up back at him with intrigue. “Want me to tell you a bedtime story?”

From the way you tilt your head, it seems that the answer is yes.

“Once upon a time, there lived the First Spinjitsu Master….” He recites the tale Master Wu told them many times, loving how your eyes seem to light up as he speaks. He continues talking, only stopping when he sees your eyelids flutter shut.

“Rest well, Rose.” He whispers, continuing to gently rock the crib.

Sure, it’s hard taking care of a baby. But moments like these? They made it worth it.

— — — — — — — —

“Not like that, sweetheart. Make sure you hold it upright.” Cole chuckles when you accidentally let go of the wooden ladle, and it bumps against your forehead with a soft bonk. You blink a couple times, eyes wide before they start to fill with tears.

“Uh oh.” Cole senses the incoming tears, picking you up and placing you on the tabletop. He grabs the first aid kit from the side of the fridge, opens it and puts a band-aid over the sore spot. “It’s okay, sweetheart. You’ll never get hurt as long as I’m around.”

“Thanks, dad,” You say, rubbing the spot where the spoon had landed harshly.

You manage a grin, lighting up when you see Aunt Nya walking into the kitchen. She notices you immediately, worry filling her face when she sees the first aid kit on the counter.

“Cole!” She scolds, gently massaging the area around the band-aid. She summons some water, holding a bubble of it on the spot where it instantly provides relief. “Do you feel better, sweetie?” She asks sympathetically, eyeing your adoptive dad with a slight glare.

He huffs, crossing his arms. “We were just baking cake, they asked!” He protests.

“It’s true, Auntie Nya. I wanted to do it for your birthday this week.” You glance up at her with a slight pout, and she melts at your expression.

“You didn’t have to do that, sweetie, but I’d love to try your baking!” You brighten up, smiling widely. After getting a glass of milk, she leaves the kitchen, pressing a quick and affectionate kiss against your forehead.

It’s been 10 years since you were adopted by the ninja, all of them becoming family, with Cole as your primary caretaker. The day you addressed him as ‘Papa’ for the first time brought tears to his eyes, and he was teased about it relentlessly for weeks until you called the rest of the ninjas ‘Papa’ as well.

Everyone was brought close to tears except for Wu. According to Uncle Kai, you had giggled and called him ‘Granpa.’

Grandpa Wu accepted the name without further question.

You hop off the counter, giving your dad a hug. His strong arms pull you close, ruffling your hair as you giggle with a wrinkle of your nose, shoving him off you. “Don’t!!” You laugh, “Uncle Zane braided it for me today.”

“What, you don’t like my artistic hairstyles?” He jokes, and you shudder at the memory of him getting your hair tangled into a giant knot that took hours of detangling. He gives you a noogie as you move away, shifting to start washing the dishes.

“I’m glad you’re our kid.” He murmurs, and your eyes curve into crescents as you smile back sweetly.

“And I’m happy you’re my dad.”

#Cole Brookestone #Cole Brookestone x Reader #Platonic Cole Brookestone x Reader #platonic cole brookestone x reader #cole brookestone x reader #cole brookestone x you #ninjago x reader #ninjago #cole brookestone x gender neutral reader #cole brookestone x y/n #x reader #cole x reader #asks #requests #ninjago requests

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6peaches · 2 months ago

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Chen Chen - November Horoscope

You will start coughing in a movie theatre while watching the new James Bond. The person you love will pass you cough drops, one after another. You will whisper thank you, every time. You will be shushed by neighboring moviegoers, every time. By the middle of the month, you will blame most of your problems on the new James Bond. By the end of the month, you will have eaten twelve bowls of chicken noodle soup & eighty-six cough drops. You will try honey lemon as well as glacier mint, but your favorite flavor will remain cool cherry. You will read four books & three hundred emails. You will let everyone know how horoscopes are a complete waste of time & human capacity, while finding yourself completely unable to unsubscribe from your Astrology.com daily digest. You will continue to hold out hope for an especially bad horoscope, one that you will share with everyone & everyone will think, What a funny, interesting friend I have. You will secretly wonder what your cold means, what the universe is trying to tell you. You will begin a James Bond screenplay in which Bond is finally dating Q & they finally get a pug dog. You will plan to call your dentist, your bank, your friend in Austin, your mother. Your mother will call you. You will be annoyed by her advice but glad to hear her voice —or will it be the other way around? The person you love will occasionally eat a cough drop when there is no candy around. You will kiss, no tongue, a touch of medicated chapstick, a hint of cool cherry. You will kiss, just the smallest kiss, to avoid getting the other sick, & you will succeed at this for most of the month.

#Chen Chen #November Horoscope #poem #poet

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jalpari-spouts · 1 year ago

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as if you were on fire from within [mdzs fic]

Fandom: Mo Dao Zu Shi, Chen Qing Ling

Relationship: WangXian

Premise: For as long as the world could remember, the tale of the wild fox and blazing dragon had been passed down for centuries — renowned cultivators, fiercely loyal, passionately in love. But their story had begun long before they became the Huli who wielded demonic energy & the Dragon who showed up wherever there was chaos. Or; a dragonji and foxxian tale!

Tags: Canonverse, Non-Human AU, Mythical Beings & Lore, Top LWJ/Bottom WWX, Pregnant Lan Wangji

Note: Gorgeous art embedded in the fic!

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44519959

Preview:

“Are you alright?” Lan Wangji asked worriedly as he approached the shivering child. “Did they hurt you?” He stopped a few feet from him. “N-no,” the boy’s lips trembled and he shook his head. “Tha-thank you,” he stood up and bowed, “for driving them away.” When the boy straightened up, Lan Wangji gasped under his breath as his face broke into the brightest smile Lan Wangji had ever seen. Despite his tattered clothes and dirt and tear stained face, the boy looked radiant and happy. His smile was wide and vibrant and made the snowy night a little brighter as it crinkled his eyes into beautiful crescents. “Here,” Lan Wangji stepped closer and removed his outer cloak. “You must be very cold in those,” he said simply as he held out the thick robe. “Ah, I can’t ta-take th-that,” the boy sniffled and shivered as he scratched the back of his neck and smiled sheepishly. “It belongs to you.” “I have more layers underneath,” Lan Wangji insisted. “You do not.” “Ah, alright,” the boy grinned and took the cloak and wore it, immediately exhaling with a relieved sigh as he was enveloped by its warmth. Lan Wangji felt a warmth bloom in his own chest as the boy’s smile softened and his shivers subsided. He couldn't help but observe him as the boy studied him from head to toe as well. The boy’s hair was black as a raven, wild and tangled as it was barely held together by a red ribbon that was in poor condition just like his robes. Lan Wangji thought he could make out small furry ears hidden within the wavy locks but he couldn’t be sure. If the boy was around his age, it was probably too early for any of his animal spirit features to be prominent. Lan Wangji’s own antlers and tail were barely visible yet. Even though Yiling did not have any cultivators, given its proximity to Qinghe it was possible that the child was a shishi, a lion dog, like the Nie clan. But if the child was an orphan as his current state suggested, he could have any animal spirit origin, if he was a cultivator at all. He glanced at the twitching strands on his head, his entire face softening on seeing how adorable the boy looked. Lan Wangji didn’t miss the way the boy’s curious eyes did a double take on seeing the rattle toy in his hand. He looked down at the toy and then at the boy – who was smiling even in his dire circumstance. Lan Wangji saw the twinkle in his eyes as the boy grinned wider and scratched his cheek and nose. Unbidden, his mind conjured up images of his mother and the way she would pull his cheeks and tap his nose. The boy seemed happy despite the state he was in. “Here,” Lan Wangji said, his voice barely above a whisper as he held out the toy. “Huh?” The boy tilted his head and blinked at Lan Wangji, looking even more endearing and innocent. “This is for you,” Lan Wangji hesitated but then stepped closer and reached for the boy’s hand. He placed the toy in his cold hand and closed his fingers around it, making sure he was holding on to it. Lan Wangji paused but then covered the boy’s hand with both of his, just for a moment, just enough to warm them, before letting go. He adjusted the cloak around the boy and fastened the clip before nodding and stepping back again. “Thank you,” the boy said softly, his smile shy and embarrassed.

#jalpari mxtx fic #mxtx mdzs #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #cql #the untamed #wangxian #chen qing ling

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luxnebula · 11 months ago

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My cyberpunk dystopia murder mystery story Lightmore is one year old today! A lot of plot has happened during this year. Let's take a look where we are, story-wise, shall we?

The Badawi family, known for their private detective services and whistleblowing, have gathered together for a family conference. However, in the middle of the meeting, a stranger wanders into the family home an spontaneously mutated, slaughtering most of the family. Beatrice Badawi (pictured, left), the second oldest child of the head of the family suddenly finds herself facing the place of the head now that her father Francesco and older brother Gabriele are dead. In the hospital, Beatrice offers to adopt Angelo and Camila, two distant cousins who lost their parents.

With Qianfan Chen, her nephew-in-law, Yuuji Kieu and Whisper Thompson from the Lightmore City Police Department, Beatrice hits the ground running and starts immediately investigating the incident, even when a lot of her family is in the hospital and even more are deceased.

Right after the incident, Yuuji goes to the morgue to investigate the items the mutated person had on them while he mutated. Yuuji finds out that his name was Keith Dallas and that he had swallowed a small vial right before mutating. The vial is sent to texting and Yuuji takes Keith's phone with him as he goes to find Keith's family.

Meanwhile, doctor Mala Carillo-'Aukai (pictured, right) is approaching the fifth anniversary of the tragic death of her husband, Jaimal Suri-Gul, in a traffic accident. Aditi Suri-Gul, Jaimal's mother, Nursimo Meroving, Jaimal's twin brother and Makoto Nakamura, Nursimo, Jaimal and Mala's childhood friend (and a beloved vlogger and influencer) are also coping with the upcoming anniversary in their own ways.

In reality, Jaimal is alive. Mala has a secret lab hidden in the basement of her home, where she is keeping Jaimal in a medically-induced coma in a capsule.

Michael Bafford, the CEO of Bafford Energy Corp. decides that Joel, his son, is old enough to start being trained to take his place as the CEO of the company when Michael is retiring. However, Joel has lived his life a little too comfortably and seems unwilling to work.

Grayson Atieno, Uaid Connell, Nova Thompson, Finley Pelham and Wick Omarov, workers for Lightmore City Saniation Inc., find a weird, silver capsule hidden in the cisterns under the city while they're looking for the corpse of a certain man. They report it to Whisper, but they're busy with the Badawi incident.

Yuuji finds Keith's wife, and Beatrice goes to talk to her with Whisper. Before they do that, they pick up Qianfan and check the family home's security camera tapes. In the security camera footage, they see Keith swallowing something before he enters the house. This causes a suspicion about Keith's drug usage.

While talking to Keith's wife, Beatrice, Whisper and Qianfan find out that Keith had just gotten a promotion at his job at the Power Plant. He and his wife were planning to have a baby, until Keith suddenly changed. He became withdrawn, nervous and secretive. As such, the couple had been growing apart for years, so Keith's wife can't give a definite answer about Keith having a drug habit. She also found out that Keith had been seeing a sex worker behind her back for a while. The sex worker might know more about if Keith had a habit of taking drugs. She also tells the group that one day Keith came home drunk and told her that if he disappears, he's been murdered. A rumor about workers at the Power Plant dying when they get a certain promotion comes up. The next step is to find out if Keith's colleagues know anything about him acting weird, investigate the rumor and go talk to the sex worker that Keith has been seeing.

Makoto has auditioned for a part in Adventure Dog, a hugely popular TV show. While waiting to hear back from the AdvenCrew, she's also preparing for her annual memorial stream for Jaimal's death.

Whisper and Angelo head to the Power Plant to talk to Kahale, a Power Plant worker. Kahale agrees to talk to them, but only outside of the Power Plant. Kahale confirms that Keith's personality had a sudden shift soon after his promotion. He also confirms that the rumor is real, a lot of Power Plant workers after being promoted to senior engineer, but people who are either loyal to the company or mind their business live.

Beatrice and Qianfan go to the red lights district to find the sex worker Keith has been seeing. The sex worker turns out to be Delano, a tall, muscular man, who doesn't know anything about Keith or his habits. He is able to tell that Keith has been nervous or stressed every time he's met him. Valeria, a helpful bystander, is able to tell them about a party drug named Zeus that allegedly makes people go berserk. Jaqueline, a casino owner and a known drug trafficer, would probably know something about Zeus.

Grayson and his group bring Yuuji down to the cisterns to show him the capsule that they found. However, by the time they get to where the capsule had been, it's gone. Grayson seems to know that it's not there before they even get to the spot. He also seems to know that it has been removed. But since there's nothing they can do, the group leaves the cisterns.

Joel's first day at the Power Plant is off to a rough start. First he's late (because he overslept and took his time eating breakfast), then he's late even more when he gets lost in the Power Plant. Michael is extremely unhappy about this.

Jaimal's loved ones prepare for the anniversary of his death. Aditi gets a day off, Nursimo is visited by Niran, a friend who he's been having Tension with, being promised that Niran would visit on the day of the anniversary too, and Makoto prepares for her memorial stream. Mala trims Jaimal's beard.

The anniversary comes and everyone's mood is solemn. Aditi sleeps in, Nursimo conflictedly prepares to see Niran, Makoto prepares for her stream, Mala leaves the stream on for Jaimal before going to work. One of the nurses working at Mala's clinic suggests Mala to take the day off, but she turns the offer down. She doesn't want to be alone with her thoughts today.

Meanwhile, the Badawis also prepare for the funerals of their family members. They visit the morgue and wash the bodies, as is custom. After washing the bodies, they go to the Mosque for mass.

Joel's second day at the Power Plant is off to a much better start. He is given to Kahale, a Power Plant worker who's due a promotion, as a ward to train. Kahale is a very professional and dry man and his personality clashes with Joel's almost immediately. While Kahale gives Joel a tour of the Power Plant, they meet Tsubaki, a beautiful Power Plant worker and Joel immediately starts flirting with xir. To Kahale's dismay, Joel keeps finding moments to run off from him to go talk to Tsubaki.

In Mala's secret lab, Makoto's stream plays for Jaimal as he sleeps. Aditi is also watching the stream, while browsing through old photos of Jaimal. Nursimo and Niran are keeping busy working on prosthetics together. On the stream, Makoto reminisces when Jaimal and Mala met. In the lab, Jaimal slowly stirs and opens his eyes.

Makoto closes the stream and gets a call from her manager, Kayden. He tells her that he has news from the AdvenCrew. Makoto got the part in Adventure Dog. Makoto is ecstatic.

In Nursimo's workshop, Niran asks Nursimo if Nursimo has been flirting with him. Nursimo, flustered, admits that he's been flirting with Niran for a few years. Niran is embarrassed that he had no idea. Nursimo tells him that he can ignore the whole exchange, but Niran asks if he can kiss him. The two kiss and stumble onto the floor.

Mala goes to her secret lab after work and sees Jaimal's eyes open. Mala hurries to open the capsule and the two have a short conversation before Jaimal falls back asleep.

Aditi calls Mala and Mala has a hard time holding herself together. Aditi is worried, but Mala reassures her she's fine. Mala invites Aditi for dinner so they can talk about it. Aditi gladly accepts.

The Badawis arrive at the Mosque and are immediately surrounded by people giving them their condolences. With the Mosque goers and Eins, the imani, the funeral is planned and prepared within one conversation before the mass. The funeral is settled to be held the next day.

After Kahale's work day, Michael asks him how orienting Joel went. Kahale admits that dealing with Joel has been like herding cats. Michael doesn't seem surprised to hear this.

After Mosque, the Badawis return to the investigation. Beatrice, Qianfan, Orlando and Angelo go to Lucky Jack's Casino to meet Jaqueline. One of the guards at the casino is Delano, who Orlando also seems to recognize, despite not having met him the previous day. Delano brings the group to Jaqueline's office, and Orlando slips away with him as Beatrice, Qianfan and Angelo step into the office. Beatrice asks Jaqueline if she knows anything about Zeus. Jaqueline knows something, but she wants something from the Badawis first. Jaqueline asks the Badawis to investigate Lieselotte Meyer, the famous philanthropist, to find any kind of dirt on her. Beatrice tells Jaqueline that the Badawis aren't blackmailers, but Jaqueline says that she has a legitimate reason for wanting to ruin Meyer's reputation. She believes that Meyer is doing something evil beyond gentrifying the lower levels of the city. Meyer says she wants to keep the city safe, but she backs up legislation that will only screw the lower levels over, along with people who don't fit her view of a safe Lightmore. Jaqueline wants to stop her plans. With this reasoning, Beatrice can't help but begrudgingly agree to her terms.

Orlando has known Delano for some time now. He met him three years ago, after Orlando had just gotten out of a job and so exhausted that he wasn't working with full mental capacity. He bumped into Delano by accident in the red lights district. Orlando blurted to him that he hadn't slept in three days and Delano told him that he can help. Delano took Orlando to a love hotel and gave him a massage. Orlando turned down the "happy end", though.

In present day, Orlando and Delano are standing in awkward silence. Orlando tries to initiate conversation, but Delano tells him that he tries to keep his clients at an arm's distance. Orlando offers to stop buying his services now that he's overstepped Delano's boundaries by accident. Delano doesn't mind either way. Beatrice interrupts them and tells Orlando that they're going to investigate Meyer now. Delano pales hearing the name.

The Badawis gather up at Beatrice's apartment to plan their next action. They start by looking into if Meyer has any offshore accounts. The name Zeus seems to remind Camila about an incident a few years ago. There was a pharmaceutical company that got caught disposing of dangerous substances carelessly. The company was called Hellenic Pharmaceutical. There was some buzz about it for a while, then the company just seemed to disappear before any arrests or trials were done about it. Beatrice deems it suspicious. The premises where Hellenic used to operate are still unused, which is also very suspicious. Orlando and Angelo volunteer to look into it.

Orlando and Angelo, dressed as cleaners, sneak into the building where Hellenic worked at and it still seems like it's still in operation, although very empty of people. Snooping around in some computers, Orlando finds reports about spontaneous mutations, especially inducing them on purpose in mice. Orlando also finds a mention about a "patron". Orlando saves the files on a flashdrive and tries to find out who this patron is. Unfortunately, he is interrupted by a man in labcoat before he can find anything. Orlando and Angelo greet the man cheerfully and leave the building.

While Orlando and Angelo were sneaking around, Qianfan's sister-in-law Isabella found out that Meyer's finances seem to be clean, but that just means that they have to dig deeper. The family agrees to find Meyer's ex-PA and talk to her to see if she knows anything. After the funeral, that is.

The funeral is held in solemn atmosphere. Thankfully, even Sofia (Beatrice's sister-in-law, Orlando and Lorenzo's mother), Lorenzo (Orlando's brother) and Leonardo (Beatrice's younger brother, Isabella's father, Qianfan's father-in-law), the Badawis that are still hospitalized, could make it to the funeral. Angelo and Camila think about Beatrice's offer again. They decide to agree, although Camila feels like they have no other choice. Sofia tells Orlando and Lorenzo how she met their father.

Grayson's group head out to the streets to continue looking for the body. Wick asks where they should start their search, and Grayson gives an oddly specific answer. Nova asks him about it, and Grayson gives a noncommital answer about having asked his mother (who is a late-night clairvoyant) for advice. The group eventually does find the body of the man they were looking for, wedged between two buildings in a narrow nook. They call Yuuji. With Yuuji's help they manage to wrench the body out of the crook and take him to the morgue. In the morgue, the dead person's daughters come by and confirm that it is their father. Grayson handles the situation so well that Yuuji compliments him on it.

Kahale continues trying to train Joel, but Joel still seems to be more interested in flirting with Tsubaki than learning his new job. Kahale gives him a lecture about his work ethics and sexual harassment, but Joel doesn't seem to take it seriously.

Lieselotte meets Prime, a shady tech implant engineer for lunch and asks him to find someone for her. The name Lieselotte gives Prime is Delano Yamada.

After the funeral, Valeria texts Beatrice and asks how she's doing. Bearice tells her that she wants something to distract herself from her thoughts. Valeria offers to help with that and suggests a girls' night out: shopping, tasty treats and makeovers. Beatrice agrees to it. At the same time, Angelo and Camila tell Beatrice that they agree to Beatrice's offer. Angelo and Camila get a "promotion" to the main Badawi family, which means that they need to be trained. Since they don't have their weapons yet, Beatrice decides to take Angelo and Camila along to her and Valeria's girls' night out. Valeria seems a little surprised about this, but rolls with it.

Beatrice takes the group to a warehouse/shooting range, which Valeria finds a little harder to deal with. Camila doesn't seem too keen about having to have a gun, either. She brings it up to Beatrice who tells her that not wanting to have a gun is the best mindset for having a gun. Beatrice tells Camila that she can use the gun as she sees fit, be it very little or none at all. Camila begrudgingly agrees to take the gun, lock it away and never touch it again. Angelo and Camila take a few practice shots with their new guns before Beatrice pays for them. Valeria asks Beatrice why she's here. Beatrice tells her that Valeria offered to take her shopping and this is shopping. Camila overhears this and tells Beatrice to go and actually have fun with Valeria.

So Angelo and Camila go back home and Valeria takes Beatrice to a bubble tea place. As they're waiting for their drinks, Valeria suggests to take Beatrice to get her nails done. Beatrice agrees. They do just that: Beatrice gets wasp themed nails and Valeria gets citrus themed nails. The conversation drifts to dating, and Beatrice admits that she hasn't been on a date in years. Valeria thinks this is a travesty and immediately offers to take Beatrice on a date. She has a special place that she wants to take Beatrice to, but when Beatrice suggests going there, Valeria says they should go somewhere else first. So Beatrice suggests the library.

The library is closed, but Beatrice gets them in with her library card. Beatrice gets herself a detective novel and Valeria remembers a fantasy novel from her youth that she loved reading. Beatrice helps her find it. They find the book and Valeria reads Beatrice some of it. This flusters Beatrice for some reason. After that, Valeria finds the room with instruments and she wants to try the drums. She mentions that she knows a few people who have a band, but are missing a drummer. Valeria wants to try if she could learn the drums and start being their drummer. Beatrice watches Valeria drum, growing more and more flustered. However, Beatrice also remembers that she buried a large part of her family just earlier today, and the mood of the date is ruined. Valeria offers to take Beatrice home. She promises to take Beatrice to her special date location some other time. Valeria kisses Beatrice's cheek before wishing her goodnight.

Michael is holding a meeting with Joel and Kahale. He asks Kahale how training Joel is going. Kahale admits that it's still not working out, but Joel needs more time, experience and training. Michael tells him that he'll have a talk with Joel. Kahale seems sceptical, but he thinks that he can get Joel into the right mindset with a month or two. After the meeting, Michael takes Joel into a highly restricted area of the Power Plant. Tsubaki and Kahale watch them via security cameras. When Michael and Joel emerge from the restricted area, Joel is clearly shaken and rattled, so much so that he has to sit on the floor. Michael doesn't seem concerned about his state and nudges him to get back to his feet. The two leave, leaving baffled Tsubaki and Kahale.

Oh wow, that was a lot! But now you're caught up on the first year of Lightmore. I think we're about three quarters done of the story that I have planned for this season. Thank you for reading this far and continuing to read. I started writing this for myself mostly, but I'm glad that other people are coming along as well.

#original #in english #story: lightmore

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killerandhealerqueen · 2 years ago

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Hi! The idea of Wang Meng as a policeman does not leave me. You can modern au, you can canon time. Wang Meng is a policeman, one of the best. They say about him that he is a lone wolf, he does not like to work in pairs. The only thing that annoys him is working with Jian Yuelou. They are always like a cat and a dog fighting in the department if their paths cross. Their exchange of sarcasm has become a legend among colleagues. But despite the "enmity" they have an unspoken rule: not to touch the topic of family. When someone started making jokes about Jian Yuelou's mother, Wang Meng shut the jokers up harshly. Jian Yuelou also does not allow joking about a colleague. One day they fight again and Commissioner Bai in a rage puts them as partners. And it's not up for discussion. They have to put up with each other and work together. During the mission, Wang Meng is wounded and refuses to go to the hospital. A young man flies into the station like a hurricane and in a rage tells him everything he thinks about him and about his immorality. Jian Yuelou is surprised to see the fearless Wang Meng turn pale and remain silent. Then he finds out that the young man's name is Chen Yuzhi, he is a doctor and Wang Meng's younger brother. Jian Yuelou liked the brave guy and wants to communicate with him. Wang Meng is against it at first, but after seeing how Jian Yuelou is willing to do anything for his brother, he agrees. I rolled up the sheet again🙈

Oh, I love this! Yes, yes, mm, love this (also, I apologize for the delay, I hope you enjoy!)

Wang Meng and Jiang Yuelou never got along

It didn’t matter that they were in the same class at the academy together, had trained together, graduated together…none of that fucking fucking mattered

Why, you may ask?

Because Jiang Yuelou and Wang Meng fucking hated each other

Both men were lone wolfs (which is terrible when you work in a job that requires teamwork) but that’s just how they operated

And anytime their paths crossed…be prepared to have a drink and some popcorn because they were going to put on a show

However, what most people didn’t know was that while Wang Meng and Jiang Yuelou hated each other…they also had a sort-of…mutual understanding with one another

And that was: don’t talk about the other’s family

While they didn’t know much about the other’s personal life, they both knew that their families were touchy subjects so if Wang Meng ever heard someone whispering or starting to spread rumors about Jiang Yuelou’s past, he would shut that shit down, much to everyone’s shock because uh…doesn’t he hate Jiang Yuelou?

And for Jiang Yuelou, if he ever heard someone talking bad about Wang Meng, or about Wang Meng’s family as well, he was all up in the person’s face, acting like an angry chihuahua (who could actually cause some harm)

Many people in the police academy during their time at the academy were confused by this behavior because…they never got along so why were they standing up for each other?

Of course, no one ever dwelt on this question for too long because Jiang Yuelou and Wang Meng fought more than they stood up for each other

Their fights/arguments were honestly stuff of legends in the police academy…and also the bane of Commissioner Bai Jinbo’s existence

While he couldn’t deny that they were both great detectives…if they wanted to make it anywhere in the police department, they were going to have to learn to work with others so…he decided to put them together on a case

However, when Jiang Yuelou and Wang Meng found out about this…they were not happy

“Commissioner! Why do I have to work with him of all people?!”

Bai Jinbo huffed

“Because if either one of you want to become great leaders in this department, you are going to have to learn to rely on others and trust others…you cannot rely on yourself all the time. So, you two are going to work together. Am I clear?”

Jiang Yuelou and Wang Meng both made faces, as they weren’t entire thrilled by the idea, but they weren’t going to argue with Bai Jinbo so they both just dipped their head

“Yes Commissioner”

Bai Jinbo smiled

“Dismissed”

Jiang Yuelou and Wang Meng nodded before they turned and headed out of the office, both men shooting each other ugly glares on the way out

“Better not slow me down”

Wang Meng scoffed

“I should say the same”

So, during their mission, Wang Meng and Jiang Yuelou worked together, sharing information and sources, bouncing theories and plan ideas off each other, and when it was time for the opium den raid, they trusted each other…enough…to have the other’s back

However, during the raid, things didn’t go exactly how they had planned, and it turned into a giant firefight, with Wang Meng taking a bullet to the gut at one point shoving Jiang Yuelou out of the way of an incoming bullet

“Wang Meng!”

Jiang Yuelou quickly ran over to him and grabbed him, helping him to his feet before he looked over at the other officers

“Fall back! Retreat!”

They then turned, running out of the opium den, Wang Meng leaning heavily on Jiang Yuelou as they ran

“Wang Meng, we need to get you to a hospital”

Wang Meng shook his head

“I’m fine…”

Jiang Yuelou looked at him incredulously

“You’re not fine!”

Wang Meng huffed

“Just take me back to the department”

Jiang Yuelou growled but didn’t say anything as he guided him over to one of the cars and helped him inside before he got in the driver’s seat

“Fucking put some pressure on that wound. Don’t you dare make a mess in my car”

Wang Meng chuckled weakly

“I won’t”

Jiang Yuelou hummed before he reversed away from the den and shifted into drive, driving back to the police department

When they returned to the department, Jiang Yuelou helped Wang Meng out of the car and guided him into the department, helping him to their office before sitting him down on the couch

“Wang Meng, I’m serious, you need to go to a hospital”

Wang Meng shook his head as he pressed a hand to his wound

“I’ll be fine”

Just then, the door to their office suddenly burst open and a man dressed in a three-piece suit holding a medical kt burst in, his eyes wide

“Wang Meng!”

At his name, Jiang Yuelou turned and Wang Meng looked up and when he saw the young man, his face paled

“Yuzhi”

The young man, Dr. Chen Yuzhi, then rushed forward and knelt before him, looking at his bleeding abdomen

“What happened?!”

Wang Meng hummed

“Took a bullet to the stomach”

Chen Yuzhi shook his head

“Why are you here and not in a hospital?!”

Wang Meng huffed

“Because I’m fine”

“YOU’RE NOT FINE!”

Both Jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi looked at each other in shock as Wang Meng groaned softly

“Oh no, there’s two of them”

Chen Yuzhi looked back at him and huffed

“Oh shut up. Now lie down”

Wang Meng frowned

“What?”

Chen Yuzhi huffed again as he removed his suit jacket and placed it on the armchair near him

“If you’re not going to a hospital, then I’m going to have to perform emergency surgery so you don’t fucking die on me”

Wang Meng shook his head

“Yuzhi, that’s not—”

“Shut up and lie down”

Wang Meng flinched at his tone before he sighed and laid down, Chen Yuzhi reaching out to unbutton his suit vest before he unbuttoned his dress shirt, looking at the damage done

“Ugh, I wish you had gone to a hospital…”

He then looked over at Jiang Yuelou

“Can you get me a towel and a bowl or something?”

Jiang Yuelou nodded and quickly ran to get what he need as Chen Yuzhi looked at Wang Meng and shook his head

“You fucking idiot. You should have been more careful”

Wang Meng huffed

“Well, I didn’t exactly want my partner to take the bullet so…”

Chen Yuzhi looked at him in surprise

“You…actually took a bullet for someone?”

Wang Meng hummed

“Shocking, I know”

He then hissed and clutched at his abdomen, just as Jiang Yuelou rushed back into the office with the bowl and towel

“Here”

He then handed them to Chen Yuzhi, who dipped his head before he reached out and took the teapot full of water on the coffee table and poured it into the bowl, soaking the towel in the water before he wrung it out and began to clean the blood away from the wound so that he could see what he was working with

Once the area was clean, he quickly opened his kit, pulling out some instruments before he slipped on gloves and took a deep breath, looking at Wang Meng

“Ready?”

Wang Meng shrugged

“Do I have a choice?”

Chen Yuzhi shook his head

“Not really”

He then grabbed his scalpel and carefully cut the skin so that he could easily remove the bullet without doing more damage

He then set his scalpel down and picked up his forceps, using them to carefully remove the bullet from his abdomen

Once the bullet was out, he placed the bullet aside and set his forceps down before he picked up his suture needle and thread, quickly stitching the wound shut

After he shut the wound, he quickly cleaned and covered it before he wrapped it with bandages

“There”

He then sat back on his heels and wiped his brow, sighing softly

“Thankfully I got here in time…”

He then glared at Wang Meng

“If I had even been a few minutes late, you wouldn’t be here anymore! Did you even think about me when you were taking that bullet?!”

Wang Meng flinched, as did Jiang Yuelou, before Jiang Yuelou cleared his throat

“Um…it’s my fault that he got hurt. He took the bullet that was meant for me. If you want someone to yell at, yell at me”

Chen Yuzhi looked over at him before he hummed

“So you’re my brother’s partner?”

Jiang Yuelou looked at him in surprise

“Brother?”

Chen Yuzhi nodded and motioned to Wang Meng

“My brother”

Jiang Yuelou blinked in surprise before he looked at Wang Meng and smirked

“Wang Meng, you didn’t tell me you had such a feisty younger brother”

Wang Meng hummed as he slowly sat up, clutching at his abdomen

“Yeah…he’s a hissy little thing”

Chen Yuzhi shot him a look

“Hey, who just saved your life?”

Wang Meng chuckled and motioned to him

“See?”

Jiang Yuelou smirked and nodded

“I can see that”

Chen Yuzhi looked between them before he huffed and shook his head as he began to clean up

Once he had finished packing and cleaning up, he pushed himself to his feet

“I’m heading back to my clinic”

He then pointed at Wang Meng

“You better go to the hospital and get it properly looked at; this was just an emergency surgery”

Wang Meng nodded

“I will”

Chen Yuzhi nodded and turned to leave when Jiang Yuelou walked over to him

“Let me escort you out”

Chen Yuzhi looked at him and nodded, he and Jiang Yuelou heading out as Wang Meng watched them leave with narrowed eyes

Just what was Jiang Yuelou up to?

As they headed downstairs, Jiang Yuelou looked over at Chen Yuzhi

“I never got your name”

Chen Yuzhi looked back at him before he held out his hand

“Dr. Chen Yuzhi”

Jiang Yuelou smiled

“Jiang Yuelou”

Chen Yuzhi dipped his head as Jiang Yuelou sighed

“I really am sorry that Wang Meng got shot”

Chen Yuzhi shook his head

“If he hadn’t taken the bullet for you, you would have gotten shot and we would still be in the same situation…though I do hope you would be smarter and go to the hospital if you got shot”

Jiang Yuelou laughed

“I definitely would go to the hospital”

He then looked at him and smirked

“But if I didn’t…would you treat me?”

Chen Yuzhi’s eyes widened and he blushed slightly before he cleared his throat

“I…I suppose”

Jiang Yuelou chuckled

“Kidding, I’m kidding”

He then tilted his head

“How did you know that Wang Meng was injured?”

Chen Yuzhi blinked before he smiled slightly

“Oh, I was coming back from a house call when I saw you and Wang Meng heading into the department and I could tell something was wrong”

Jiang Yuelou hummed

“Well, I’m glad you came when you did…thank you”

Chen Yuzhi smiled and nodded

“You’re welcome”

Jiang Yuelou smiled and once they reached the entrance, he hummed

“I hope to see you again, Dr. Chen. Though…preferably under different circumstances”

Chen Yuzhi laughed

“Likewise”

He then turned and walked away, Jiang Yuelou watching him leave before he hummed and headed back inside, heading upstairs to his office, where Wang Meng was sitting up, a hand on his abdomen

“Want me to take you to the hospital?”

Wang Meng cracked open an eye and shook his head

“No, if Yuzhi did my stitches, it’ll be fine”

Jiang Yuelou hummed

“Never told me you had a little brother. And one who’s a doctor at that”

Wang Meng smirked

“I didn’t tell you because it was none of your business”

He then pointed a finger at him

“And don’t even think about making a move on him”

Jiang Yuelou smirked

“No promises. He’s cute. My type”

Wang Meng growled

“Jiang Yuelou”

Jiang Yuelou chuckled

“You shouldn’t have gotten hurt. He wouldn’t have even been on my radar”

He then looked over and noticed that Chen Yuzhi had left his jacket behind, causing him to smirk

“And if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to return this jacket to him”

He then reached out and took the jacket before he turned and headed out of the office again, Wang Meng’s eyes widening in shock before he huffed and flopped back against the couch

He absolutely did not want Jiang Yuelou anywhere near his little brother…but he also knew that Jiang Yuelou wouldn’t let anything hurt his little brother so…hmm

Well. He would let Chen Yuzhi decide what he wanted to do with Jiang Yuelou. It was his love life after all

But he would put Jiang Yuelou in a casket if he ever broke his heart. That was a damn promise

Bonus:

Jiang Yuelou continued out of the police department and made his way through the streets of Jing City, Chen Yuzhi’s jacket draped over his arm

As he walked around, he searched for Chen Yuzhi’s clinic, soon coming across a storefront with a large sign that said “Yuzhi Hall” on it

‘Ah…this must be it’

He then walked over to the storefront and knocked on the open door, making Chen Yuzhi, who was sitting at his desk, look up

“Oh! Hello”

Jiang Yuelou smiled as he stepped inside and walked over to him, holding out his jacket

“You left your jacket back in the department”

Chen Yuzhi’s eyes widened

“Oh, thank you!”

He then reached out and took it before he stood up and walked over to his coat rack, hanging it up as he was already wearing his lab coat

Once he had hung up his coat, he looked over at Jiang Yuelou and smiled

“Thank you for bringing it. You really didn’t have to”

Jiang Yuelou shrugged

“No, but I wanted to”

Chen Yuzhi hummed

“Well, thank you. That was very nice of you”

Jiang Yuelou hummed before he tilted his head

“Say doc…have you eaten yet?”

Chen Yuzhi raised an eyebrow

“Hmm? No, not yet. Why?”

Jiang Yuelou smirked

“Care to join me?”

Chen Yuzhi’s eyes widened and he blinked a few times before he cleared his throat

“Oh, um…sure”

He then removed his lab coat and placed it on the coat rack before he removed his jacket and slipped it on, walking over to Jiang Yuelou, who smiled

“Ready?”

Chen Yuzhi nodded

“Mm”

They then headed out of the clinic, Chen Yuzhi closing and locking the door behind him before he and Jiang Yuelou headed off to lunch, neither of them realizing that they would be having many more lunch dates (and other dates) after that (much to Wang Meng’s chagrin (even though he was secretly happy for the two of them))

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