#Like seriously Hannah knows so much more and is so much better at the game then me

[any59]

Most of the time when I think about how I’m a menace, I think about how y’all should be grateful that Hannah took me off the streets and out of the market so y’all don’t have to deal with my bullshit nearly as much.

I am now learning that while I am no longer a menace to the dating pool, I am still a menace and sometimes it’s to them. Oops.

[adalindofcabinsix]

that kind of love never dies | chapter two

summary: the one where jake realizes the complexity of a supposedly simple plan.

pairing: jake x mc

word count: 1.4K

warnings: tkolnd takes place after the events of episode 10; cover images found on pinterest; english is not my first language.

author’s note: i love this chapter. it was so much fun to write jake's first meeting with mc. the game left many unresolved questions and i will try to answer them based on the information we already have and a little imagination.

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Without any hesitation, he nodded. There was no point in lying now, not after everything they had done to get Hannah back. And, even if it bothered him a little, Barbara had won his trust.

“A penny for your thoughts.” The hacker asked, seeing the confusion in her eyes.

“What are you doing here?”

“It's a long story.”

“I have time.” She crossed her arms over her chest, waiting.

Jake took a deep breath to calm himself. They definitely didn't have time. However, he knew he would need to do his best to make her trust him again.

“Long story short, an old alert from Nym-0s showed results yesterday saying that you bought a plane ticket to Switzerland. Since the airport was close to Duskwood, I thought I'd better investigate.”

“Have you been following me since New York?”

“Not exactly, I bought a nonstop flight from Tokyo to Zurich.”

“Why didn't you tell me who you were when we bumped into each other at the airport?”

He hated the fact that his tone was more hurt than angry. Jake opened his mouth to apologize, then closed it. Looking over her shoulder, he noticed the presence of a hooded figure standing in front of the open door of the chinese restaurant, hunching his shoulders against the pouring rain.

Barbara's cell phone immediately started ringing with a call. Frowning, she reached for the device inside her bag, and Jake didn't need to understand portuguese to know what was written on the screen.

“Unknown number?”

“Yes.” She lifted her head, meeting Jake's eyes.

“Great.” He said ironically, taking the cell phone from her hand and sliding his finger to the left to reject the call. “Come on, I'll explain everything to you on the road.”

“All right.” Barbara answered, allowing Jake to lead the way. “But if you're lying about who you are, I'll break your nose.”

“It's fair.”

The hacker kept walking , and she ran to keep up with him, dodging a puddle of water. Two minutes later, they stopped in front of a gray Mercedes-Benz crowned with a red convertible roof parked behind the Gates Hotel.

“Please tell me it’s not stolen.”

“It's not stolen!” Jake looked at her offended, opening the passenger door.

“Sorry! It's just that in my mind you were poor. Which, when you think about it, doesn't make sense, right? How would you do everything you do without money?”

“You are impossible, Barbara.” He shook his head in disbelief.

“I can't be impossible, Jake, I exist.” She replied, rolling her eyes theatrically. “I think you meant that I'm unbelievable.”

“Get in the car straight away.” He ordered, but he was smiling, his eyes filled with something like pleasure.

“I have some questions.” Barbara announced when they stopped at a red light.

“Of course you have.” Jake smiled amusedly, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel.

“Earlier, at the airport, was our meeting on purpose?”

“Yes. I couldn't risk my position by tracking you via cell phone so I had to be creative.”

“Something tells me you're the type to put trackers in people's favorite coat pockets.” She was surprised when he didn't deny it. “Seriously?” Barbara scoffed, rubbing her hands down her arms.

“That worked, didn't it?” He said, undoing his seat belt. “Here, you must be cold.”

Before Barbara could object, Jake took off the leather jacket he was wearing and handed it towards her.

“Thank you, Jake.” She accepted the offer, her cheeks blushing beautifully as she quickly looked away from the defined muscles that were marked by the white t-shirt.

“You're welcome.” He looked straight ahead again, covering his mouth with the back of his left hand to hide a smile of pure satisfaction.

He looked straight ahead again, covering his mouth with the back of his left hand to hide a smile of pure satisfaction.

“Were you in Tokyo this whole time?” Barbara questioned, placing the jacket over her shoulders.

“Tokyo, New Delhi, Manila... I needed to keep myself busy so I didn't think about you too much.”

“I'm unforgettable, aren't I?”

“Too unforgettable for your own good.” He agreed, replacing his belt and accelerating the car to get them moving again.

She sighed loudly.

“Yeah, I guess that explains why the FBI won't leave me alone.”

“What?”

“You have no idea why I'm here, do you?”

“Considering who I saw at the chinese restaurant, I think I might have an idea.”

“They sent some messages yesterday, inviting me to that same restaurant we talked about last time. The writing was very similar to yours, but it wasn't the same.”

“You knew it wasn't me and you came anyway?”

“We had an agreement, and as a future lawyer, I couldn't let them get away with this so easily.”

“What was your plan?” He waited for an answer, but Barbara just shrugged. “What? Didn't you have one?”

“We brazilians work better under pressure.”

Jake had to stop himself from giving her an irritated look.

“Well, at least this time the FBI is innocent.”

“What do you mean?”

“Old habits never die, right? I figured something was wrong when you didn't go directly to Duskwood, so I accessed the security cameras around the hotel and watched the footage from the past two days.”

“Did you find anything?”

“Nothing too out of the ordinary, but there was one guy who caught my attention. I think I've seen him before. Anyway, I've run his face through facial recognition software and will have confirmation by the end of the night.” He met her eyes, his expression becoming serious. “Barbara, do you understand how…”

“Stupid to come here alone without knowing what I would face? Yes, the reality is starting to knock. In my defense, I would never imagine that someone from the outside could have access to our conversations.”

“Breaking into the FBI database is complicated, but not impossible. This guy was supposed to be looking for information about me and ended up finding you along the way. I'm sorry for bringing you into this.”

She made a nonchalant gesture, dismissing his apologies.

“You're only here because I was impulsive and played my role as a decoy very well, so I think we can say we're even.”

“I will always be in your debt.” Jake declared softly, weaving through traffic with ease.

The rest of the trip flew by, and the next thing he knew, he was parking near the Aurora's curb.

“What are we doing here?” Barbara looked at him uneasily, her voice sounding louder.

“I need to drop you off somewhere safe before I go back to get my gear from the hotel I'm staying at.”

“A bar is the last place I would think of, I have to admit.”

Jake snorted.

“As much as you approve, we only came here to get Jessica's address.”

“I thought you gathered information on all of us when Hannah was kidnapped.”

“I did, but Jessica moved out a few months after Richy got arrested. And since the FBI is monitoring activity around your friends' digital data, I'm forced to do this the hard way.”

“You mean... Talking?”

“Talking to Phil.”

She stifled a laugh.

“You can wait in the car if you want.”

“I'm not leaving you alone with this guy.” He rolled his eyes, stepping out into the drizzle that was decreasing with each second.

“In that case, why not go to Lilly or Dan?” Barbara commented, carefully slamming the car door. “I'm sure it would be less unpleasant for you.”

“I don't want others to know I'm in town.” Jake said, stopping beside her under the bar's canopy. “Not yet.”

“You're avoiding your sisters, aren't you?”

“It is complicated.”

“I know it's none of my business, but they'd be happy to hear from you. Especially Lilly.”

“Since when have you been Lilly's defender?”

“Believe me, I'm as surprised as you are.” Barbara laughed, brushing an invisible speck of dust off her dress. “How do I look?”

Jake analyzed her from head to toe for a few moments, seeing the way Barbara's hair fell over her arm in messy locks, how her smudged mascara highlighted the beauty of her light brown eyes, and how her dress, almost completely dry, outlined each centimeter of her body.

“Beautiful.”

“I'm serious, Jake!”

“Me too.” He smiled adoringly, intertwining his fingers with hers. “Come on, I don't want to prolong this any longer than necessary.”

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[tangent101]

What-If... Dontnod had written BtS?

I started writing this as I went off on a tangent in another post and realized... why not just keep it separate? So here we are!

I have to wonder... how would things have changed if Dontnod had decided "okay, we'll do Before the Storm and then another Max-and-Chloe adventure. No doubt it would have remained true to continuity.

The one real regret is we'd not have had Steph, and Steph is a character I very much loved from BtS even if I detest the rest of the game. And I kind of doubt we'd have had anything akin to True Colors (which really was just Square Enix letting D9 have a tiny bit of freedom before they forced more Max and Chloe games out of the little scab company).

If Dontnod had worked in an editorial or supervisory level with D9, with a veto power on stuff, then we would likely still have Steph and the like. I'm not sure how much D9 would have liked that though as they seriously wanted to throw Max under a bus in BtS (just as they threw Chloe under a bus in DE). But honestly, I think that any game that DN crafted on its own for how Chloe and Rachel met would be superior to the game we got.

That also ignores the likely executive meddling from Square Enix. While D9 is not without fault with their treatment of women and tolerance of fascists working within the company itself, I strongly suspect that SE is the rot at the core of recent bullshit.

Getting back to speculation of what BtS would have been if Dontnod had crafted the story... it depends. And by that, I mean it depends on the actual internal timeline that DN had created for Chloe's life in the Prime Timeline... and when Chloe first met Rachel. With that we can speculate better using the Timeline Photo Montage videos.

Chloe was 14 when William died. David was married to Joyce before Chloe's 16th birthday party. So the best opportunity for conflict with Chloe... is with the upcoming marriage of David and Joyce.

The photo montage prior to the wedding picture was Chloe running away from home. Chloe is wearing a tanktop in this picture, suggesting warm weather. So. What incentive is there for Chloe to run away from home? David proposing to Joyce. If David is already abusive toward Chloe, then she flees, maybe meets up with a blonde-haired girl camping with her parents as they're moving, and that is the first meeting of Rachel Amber and Chloe Price.

Here is where things get tricky. Because... DN created Rachel to be a bit of a mystery. Having Rachel in the flesh damages that mystery... unless the player is playing Rachel Amber as the main character. In this case... the player gets to choose her actions and decisions. Each person's Rachel can be different while still constrained in specific ways (sort of like how sonnets give structure you have to abide by, but freedom within that structure).

Dontnod could even create inclusion within the first Life is Strange by having the story of Rachel and Chloe meeting described within a journal that Rachel Amber left behind... and Max Caulfield finds the journal in Chloe's truck. It can be a Bae or Bay setting, Max finds the journal either while trying to recover something of hers that fell under the truck seat while driving away from Arcadia Bay's ruins, or when Joyce lets Max get some of Chloe's stuff after the funeral. Bits of the story can be narrated by Hannah Telle as Max reads the journal - and the journal are fixed points in time, the rest of the story being Max imagining how things happened.

Hell, we could even have had Hannah voicing Rachel Amber. I'm sure with a voice coach giving her guidance, she could vary her voice enough so that while it's still Hannah, it's not quite the voice we think of for Max. And given how "similar" Max and Rachel were, having Hannah voice Rachel would be an extra nod to that continuity. ;)

I know a lot of folks like Deck Nine's games. If you love BtS and DE as they are? Do so! You don't need to have this old lady ruin your views of those games. Hell, I enjoyed True Colors. I just don't think D9 can show the love and respect to Max and Chloe and Rachel that they deserve. So this little speculation of "What-If" is meant to wonder. What if?

Edit: Changed the D9 game I enjoyed to True Colors. I've not played DE and have no idea if I'd enjoy it. Nor will I play it, I'm not spending that much money on a game I have a bad feeling about.

[lestappenforever]

Now since I’m tearing up for Charles. And this race was considerably boring. Here’s my quick analysis because there wasn’t much to analyse to be honest.

Kevin Magnussen is on THIN ICE. He’s being a track terrorist, that anyone near him is genuinely doesn’t feel safe. And Nico was doing good considering that penalty, slowly building his way into the race. So was Checo, but Kevin just had to go and ruin it for all 3, as well as any type of potential for a strategy race today.

Alpine was good, despite Esteban’s crash, but they are building. What genuinely concerns me however, is the fact that THIS was the racing incident not the other one. And Alpine should see that, especially since Esteban was the one who’s been taking the car places since the start and outperforming Pierre.

Aston were meh, not good, not bad, just okay, and I can assure you, VCARB are coming for them slowly but surely.

VCARB making slow but sure steps that are making the difference. Yuki being so good with strategically keeping Alex behind him. Daniel overtakes. The’re getting there and could be at this rate, competing for p5 in constructors.

Mercedes did well (unfortunately) with George specifically, maintaining those tyres, keeping Max behind him, Lewis also getting more confident in that car. A slow and steady rise.

Williams did well considering the circumstances. Alex points, that’s a huge leap, but also, Logan did really good in the race, with his overtakes and all in a non-upgraded overweight Williams. Getting better and not the bottom markers is surely good.

McLaren played the mind games really well today. With the way he fixed Oscar’s car in the Red Flag, to keeping Lando on Carlos’ ankle almost the whole race, yeah, they really are becoming a threat in the constructors.

Red Bull, my team. You know that feeling when you’re mad at someone but you love them and can’t stay mad or accept any backlash unless it was with the intent of love. That’s me with Red Bull right now. Like yes, the car was stiff and needs work, especially with Ferrari and McLaren being so close on their tails. But this weekend was one where all external factors worked against Red Bull, with Max hitting the wall at the worst ever time in Q3, Checo being 0.5 seconds away from Q2. The crash, that I am grateful and thankful that Checo was able to get up on both feet by himself after it became of how horrendous it was. And therefore fucking a strategy race. It was written in the stars for The Prince of Monaco that all of this happens to the team at the same time. But also, credit where credit is due, the pitting call from Hannah was chef’s kiss, because it made Max more confident and he didn’t loose places. On the topic if Max however. I can’t stand his ass (jk I love him but I’m mad) simply because he could have overtaken George, but I guess he wasn’t 100% with the car that he won’t end up in the wall. But what I’m sure if is that he’s mad with today, from his side, from his childhood rival’s side, I can bet my money that he’s proud of him. But now Red Bull will need to work so hard in those 2 weeks to Canada, to improve the car. And Checo will need to do better these upcoming races because another fuck up could be his seat. And the fight for this seat is fierce.

Finally the team of the hour, who did everything right this weekend, gave the boys a car they can trust, and gave their golden boy his dream win. Seriously we can’t say anything about Ferrari with the way they handled the weekend, and hats off to them. And of course our Predestinato, who made us all cry with his win, which was extremely emotional and no one could have been upset with it, he drive his heart out today, and luck was on his side to make it. So yeah, Charles was beyond amazing today, and so was Carlos who put pressure on Oscar to pay that Singapore debt that Charles did for him.

But yeah, the race again wasn’t an entertaining one, racing and strategy wise, but again another emotional one (that needed Max honestly on that Podium ESPECIALLY with Charles) but he did it, he broke the curse and made us cry. Now time to chill, regroup and onto Canada

Just going to leave this here in all its glory because it needs no additions.

[spaghettinoodlesworld]

The English Love Deception Pt3

“I’ll make you fucking obsessed y/n watch me cause I just started”

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

Jude Bellingham X Reader ft Trent Alexander Arnold

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: swearing and sexual tension

“Shhh, unless you want people downstairs to see you like this with me.”

“Like this like what?”

“You want me to describe to you how this looks well you a young woman pressed to the wall in a short black dress with a jacket thats barely hanging to your body now,” he looked down at your chest, “breathing shallowly” his eyes went back up to your face and said, “face flushed and pupils dilated and then there is me”

“Yea and then there is you a complete disappointment to the whole story”

He laughed he actually laughed in your face this mf thinks he’s fine enough to act like that.

“If that’s so then what are you doing at the house of a disappointment”

“Most definitely not for you”

“Well then tell me one name you’d rather have with you instead of me right now and I’ll be the judge”

You opened your mouth to automatically say a name but closed your mouth again. This is embarrassing you almost said Trent’s name.

“ thought so..so listen you and me next week Hannah’s wedding you heard it all didn’t you?”

“why don’t you take your girlfriend though? I mean the girl said you have one”

It was his turn to remain silent. You understood that that the girlfriend story was a weak attempt to save his ego but you won’t be the one feeding his.

“how can I take anybody when I can take you.”

“You mean to say that you lied about having a girlfriend and now you’re asking me for a favour because you desperately need me as your plus one?” You corrected him

“I wouldn’t word it that way cause I don’t ‘desperately’ need you. I just randomly thought of the idea but for the sake of your fantasies at night yes I desperately need you.”

Keeping up a conversation with this man is semi-impossible unless you wanna lose a lot of your brain cells.

The only successful way to deal with such people as him Is to ignore them completely.

“What’s in it for me though?” Of course you’re gaining so much from the deal you yourself are getting a plus one who’s actually Trent’s friend but of course you won’t say so. The less he knows the better off you are.

“You really are the type of person who only replies to with one message when your friend spams you with messages, aren’t you?”

“and with your current performance I don’t think you’ll get to find out.” Slayyyyy

“You get to keep the jacket and since I’m feeling a little more generous today I’ll let you decide what else you want in return.”

If you leave this house dating Jude your girls will smack you slice you smash you put you in a blender and make smoothie out of you. You need to make a very good deal at least.

“I need a job.”

“Do you think I’m LinkedIn by any chance?” he said not taking you seriously his eyes wandering around the house and said, “last time I checked this isn’t JobCentre Plus”

“Get me a job you have a deal no job no deal”

“Okay okayy I’ll see what I’ll be able to do about that. So deal?” He said raising his hand for a shake. You hummed a little as a response completely ignoring his hand and slightly pushing him away to go for the stairs only to find him pulling you from the back by your jacket’s pocket.

You spun around and your heels almost said bye bitch so by instinct your hands moved to clutch anything nearby. And what other than his shirt would be a better idea? You looked at him to give him a piece of your mind and instantly regretted even looking upwards. This man will break your neck one day.

“As much as I’m into your bratty behaviour, I’m your lover right now and I’d like you to act like it hmm?”

“Newton’s 3rd law For every action there is an equal but opposite reaction. Fix that attitude of yours I’ll give you what you want.”

He didn’t reply and slightly pushed you aside and left for the stairs. Two can play this game and you won’t accept defeat.

“Girl where have yOU been?” Bunny said worriedly the moment you went back to the backyard.

“It’s a long story I’ll tell you all about it later. Where’s MJ?” You look around searching for her

“They’re going to play a cards game. I was about to come and search for you do you wanna play?”

“Yea yea lets go”

You said your hi’s and sat next to your girls waiting for the game to start

“I’ll act as if I haven’t noticed with whom you were missing the whole night,” MJ said softly pinching your thigh.

“I swear I’ll tell y’all everything I swear.” you looked at the people who are playing only to lock eyes with Jude who was already looking at you. He tilted his head to the side before winking at you. He certainly has a switch from quirky to flirty.

“Am I the only one who saw that?” Bunny questioned.

“Yea someone better prepare to be steak tonight” you continued scanning the crowd only for your eyes to drop at Trent who has Hannah wrapped next to him. She was too busy acting pretty and counting his arm muscles to even notice your existence. You secretly wished it would stay that way.

“So guys I guess we all know the game right? Pick a card, do what the card says or drink. Pretty simple” said a pretty boy with eyebrow slits.

“He is fine and super funny I wanna have his babies,” MJ said looking as us for agreement.

“I don’t think that’s what people do when they meet funny people,” Bunny said scanning the young man you guys being extremely obvious the boy looked toward you guys and smiled.

“Told y’all he’s my husband,” MJ said with all seriousness crossing her arms.

“Welcome to the Foden family, Mrs Foden” Bunny jokingly shook hands with MJ

“It’s a pleasure.”

“Guys guys the first card has been withdrawn.” You drew their attention to the game.

“okay okay it says ‘Pick up a random book and read it in the most seductive voice manageable.’ Oh god wait let me warm up ahem.” said the player who pulled the card.

“I’ll get a book give me a sec,” said Jude as he went running to get him a book.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to take mason mount seriously after what I’m gonna hear,” bunny told you. Jude comes back with a green book in hand

“Here you go enlighten us with your knowledge”

“Perhaps..” mason started to approach Foden slowly, “few of us realize that without plants..” he said caressing Foden’s neck with his knuckles.

You couldn’t help but laugh with the others and also feel bad because you can tell everyone is gonna be traumatised tonight.

“all our modern civilization would be swept away and that upon plants has been built all that we have so far accomplished and everything that we may yet become.” Mason continued as he sat on Foden’s lap trying his best to keep his voice as low as possible. It is very hard to tell if he’s acting anymore.

“The overthrow of any king or republic, the wiping out-“

“Oh man stop god stop,” Foden finally cracked, “my name might be Phil but I’m not fucking Philodendron.”

“I guess it’s my turn now I hope I get a normal card,” Trent said getting up to fetch the card from the table.

“What does it say,” Hannah sweetly said. You wanted to poke her eyes out but you won’t cause that would be animal abuse.

“‘Hold hands with the person to your left for the duration of the game. If you or the other person let go at any point, you each have to do 2 shots each.’ My left? That’s you babe.” Trent said going back to his seat holding Hannah’s hand.

“Mate that’s not fun you guys already do that all the time tsk,” Foden said shaking his head.

“I mean I won’t mind doing that for eternity as long as it’s you Trent,” you don’t understand how did she say that without gagging cause what the fuck.

“*cough* cringy bitch *cough*” you couldn’t help but do that but maybe you went a bit too loud.

“hm? Oh y/n is that youu?” Hannah said in her usual whiny voice. Shit now you have to engage with snakes.

“I have been here for a while now,” you laughed awkwardly okay now you wish you would just be sucked by a black hole. Everyone is silently watching the useless chat.

“I would’ve came and hugged you but I’m stuck with Trent,” she said raising their hands in the air to show you how ‘stuck’ she is.

“yeah that’s fine congratulations by the way,” you told her. You wanted so bad to Google “how to stop an unwanted conversation”

“Awww thank you, don’t make the past stop you and start seeing someone girlie we aren’t getting any younger,” okay somebody smack this bitch up.

“The only thing I should be seeing is you out the door bitch” you thought to yourself

“Oh y/n here likes to keep her dating life private even from her best friends you see I’m dying for them to know who’s that famous guy you’re seeing y/n” Bunny said trying to save you some face.

“As a matter of fact Hannah here might know him isn’t that right?” MJ said making matters worse but it was worth it to see that shocked look on Hannah’s face.

“now you’re killing me with curiosity y/nnnn. You don’t know about this, Trent?” The bitch is doing it on purpose.

“As long as he treats you right, you have my support,” Trent says calmly face void of emotion.

“This mf thinks he’s Amazon tech support from the amount of support he’s throwing at you, y/n” MJ whispered and you almost fell off your chair.

You glanced at Jude who was try his best to act as if he doesn’t give a damn about what’s going on.

“Okay let’s continue it’s my turn I’ll pick a card,” said Foden, “‘Hit on someone in the group the way you’d hit on someone in the club’

i haven’t done that in a while I’m super rusty”

Foden slowly approaches MJ and said “hey”

“Yes?” MJ acting nonchalant when we all know she’s going crazy for the eyebrow slits

“I have to admit, you’ve got some killer moves on you. For how long are you planning to stay?” He directly started the act and MJ went along with it.

“If you play your cards right maybe till 3” MJ is clearly stealing the show from Foden.

“Perfect, then I have enough time to figure out how to make a move on you”

MJ seems to forget it’s all an act as the girl when into vibration mood.

“How about I start now?” He said smiling cheekily while lifting the aforementioned eyebrow.

Okay now MJ has passed.

“HAHAHA THAT WAS GOOD” you said clapping trying to move the attention towards you.

“sorry I wasn’t giving it my all,” he said to MJ

“worked on me and I’m not usually easily impressed,” she flirted and a few seconds of exchanged glances took place.

“OKAY Bellingham your turn,” Foden said returning back to his seat.

This better be good cause you really need something to laugh at something that starts with a J and ends with UDE.

“‘Give someone of your choice a leg massage after seductively removing their footwear’ god that’s terrible.” This was super funny to you until you found him approaching your seat.

“Ironic isn’t it?” Jude says dropping to his knees in front of your seat. You reflexively squeezed your thighs together.

“what is?” You have zero idea what’s going on

“I told you I’ll make you fall for me and it’s me who has dropped to his knees for you.” He said reaching for your leg that’s covered with your knee high boots.

“What are you doing,” you whispered to him pushing his hands away from your knees.

“Just follow my lead,” he whispered back. His fingertips touching the back of your knees not only tickling you but tickling your soul. You must control your expressions you guys are literally providing a free show for everyone to watch.

“And you’re sure that little plan of yours will actually work?” He pulled you closer to him by pulling at your chair’s legs.

“no definitely not with those poor acting skills of yours for sure”

He unzips your left boot his fingers running down to calf you are supposed to relax but all you get is goosebumps.

“Your calf muscles are tense loosen up for me” he said light smacking the back of your leg.

“I am relaxed”

“If that’s how you look relaxed how do you look tensed? I’ll go from bottom to the top okay?”

From this moment onwards you have forgotten about everyone Trent Hannah your girls it’s just Jude now.

He started at your ankle and then abruptly stopped and looked at you. Oh, he saw the tattoo you had of Trent’s name. You felt his eyes glooming and the way he just completely ignored the area and wasn’t even touching it as if it would burn him if he did.

“Say something,” he said.

“What do you want me to say,” you told him you noticed that you have been looking everywhere but him. Looking at him gripping your legs focusing on nothing but you, sucked the life out of you. He was rubbing your calf muscles with both hands using long upward strokes not minding the fact that you almost had a stroke.

“Does it feel good?” In normal circumstances that would’ve sounded weird af to you but for some reason you haven’t even noticed yourself humming to him.

“Use your words, y/n” your breath hitched and suddenly your mouth is dry you can’t utter a word. It feels as if you are under his mercy

The higher he gets the better it feels and the rougher the kneading gets.

“Jude,” you couldn’t help but groan, biting your lip to stop it from getting louder.

“I’m sorry I’ll go sof-“ he said thinking that you’re in pain until he looked at you to find you more than enjoying whatever he’s doing. His hands stoping at the back of your thighs where the dress was stopping him part of you wants to pull your dress upwards to give him room to continue whatever he’s doing.

You wanted to praise the lord when you felt his fingers slipping under your dress then it all stopped when he withdrew his hands. He helped you put on your boot and you stood up to properly put your feet inside and zipped it.

“You are going to make me lose my fucking mind, Jude Bellingham”

He leaned to your ear only to say,

“I’ll make you fucking obsessed y/n watch me cause I just started.”

[queenofbaws]

Idk if you still write for Until Dawn but can you do everyone (even Hannah and Beth) playing just dance? Thank you!

catch me catching up on some prompts! ;)c

"Hey, whoever's idea this was? Yeah, don't think you're getting out of this! You are officially...uninvited...from all the rest of my birthdays!" The threat - if it could be called that, anyway - probably would've held a little more water had Mike not been panting. Or doing that thing with his arms. As it was, he was fully engrossed in both, so the only real reaction he got was laughter...

Aaand Beth's exasperation. "You're not even trying! It's not that hard, oh my God! Just follow the screen! It's bam-bam-bam, then bam-bop-bam! Like I'm doing!"

"Ohhh, bam-bam-bam, then bam-bop-bam!" Mike said, his tone suggesting she'd revealed a secret of the universe to him. "Well that makes everything so much clearer! How could I have been so - will someone please come tap in?!"

"On it!" Without wasting any time, Jess hopped in to take his spot, picking up the dance where he left off. Seamlessly, one might even say.

He collapsed on the couch with an arm over his face, groaning as if he'd just been forced to run a mile. "I mean it! Whoever said 'Oooh I know a game we can play! It'll be fun!,' I'm coming for you. Liam Neeson style. I have a very particular set of skills..."

"And dancing isn't one of them," Sam cut in, laughing proudly when Mike flipped her off.

"Tap in, tap in!" Beth called, and after a moment of deliberation, Matt jumped in beside Jess to take her spot.

"No, dummy," she said as soon as he started, "you have to swish your hips! Swish them, oh my God!"

"I don't have hips to swish, Jess!"

Fanning herself with her hands, Beth shoved Josh off the arm of the couch to take his spot. "You better be next," she teased, "I want you to show them allllllll the time you and Hannah put into practicing."

"Beth, seriously?!" Hannah groaned, covering her face with her hands. "Don't tell them that I - "

Leaning over to nudge Sam with her shoulder, Beth nodded confidentially, "They put on costumes and everything. It's...so good."

"We do not!" Hannah moaned, dragging her hands down her cheeks as, beside her, Josh smirked and drove the nail in deeper, joking, "We absolutely do."

"Tap in!" Jess called, and as everyone laughed, watching Josh (exuberantly) take her place, Chris and Ashley managed to slip out of the basement unseen, trading nervous looks until they were in the clear.

It was for the best, really: The world wasn't ready for their lack of rhythm.

[tarot-by-e11e]

Heyy! How are you? 😊 I'd like to participate in the Home tarot game please! I'm Karishma and there's so many cool features I'd like for my dream home!

TL;DR

1. First, I need security because my home is gonna have a lot of features! I want my own pool, a library, a movie theater, a bowling alley, a large kitchen with marble counter tops and maybe an island in it too! I also would like a music studio, a study room/office, a large bedroom with the biggest bed I can find lol 🤭 I'm not sure an Alaskan bed will be big enough 😂 I really really always wanted a spiral staircase 😍 ooh! And a tiny room under the stairwell! And a huge yard/acres of space for my cats and future pets 🤩 Maybe also a huge room filled with cat toys and cat trees as well. Oh, and a catio too! I would love a wardrobe filled with tons of pretty clothes and shoes, and I'd never struggle to afford clothing ever again. I would love the closet that Miley had in Hannah Montana. That was every girl's dream back in the day 😂 I wanna furnish my home with lots of pretty art and paintings and have plants too! Ooh! And a garden as well!!! I know these aren't part of the actual home, but I'd like private chefs and butlers and maids! What else am I missing? 😂 Hmm... I'd like an attic as well and put some comfy beds up there and make it cozy! And of course, it should come with a ceiling window! I've seen this on social media and I fell in love with the idea 😍 To be even more grand (lol sorry 😂) I'll have a smaller house as well so I can be cozy one day and feel luxurious the next day! It'll depend on my mood lol. An underground tunnel or a secret passageway is ideal too 🤩 why not right?!

2. For my ideal self care routine, I'd of course keep up with my basic hygiene, but also style my hair whenever I want to. I'd dress up in my prettiest or comfiest clothes and wear pretty jewelery if I'm in the mood. I'd use all my favorite lotions and perfumes. I'd get manicures and pedicures any time I want to ^-^ I'd buy all my favorite things if money wasn't an issue. There's this plushie at my local tea house that I've been eyeing but it's so expensive ugh 😭 27 dollars!!! Wth?! Oh yeah, speaking of tea houses, I'd love to go get boba tea and eat some yummy food, then play video games, read comics, and hang out with my friends. I'd also love to cuddle with my cats!! The oldest one doesn't like to cuddle lmao XD so, that would be nice if he did cuddle with me. Also, I'd love to sing and dance to my favorite songs without anyone watching and hearing me hahaha. I get embarrassed too easily 😂 I'd also do some arts and crafts as well! Ooh, and go sightseeing!

Okay, let me shut up, I'll just keep on rambling LMAO. If you've made it this far, thank you so much!! Love you ^-^ ♥♉

Hi Karishma,

Thank you so much for participating in my Home ask game.

First of all, I love how you know exactly what you want and need if money isn't an issue! Mad respect for the thorough breakdown of your ideal house, backed by your preference's explanation!

Now your ideal self-care is nothing short of detailed and intentionally curate to your needs and wants! But seriously, Money is not an issue in this question! So get that plushie!!

OMG cats!!!!!! Oh no the oldest cat might like, "mooooommm, I'm not a baby cat anymore!! shttaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaapppp!!"

So the cards I pulled are: Page of Swords, Fool, 9 of Swords

So what I love about how much this card makes sense in your reading is that you're meant to keep being inspired, explore, and stay curious to be at home in your body and life. What this means is that you are encouraged to keep moving forward, keep getting better, keep shining, and keep learning. Basically, you're allergic to stagnancy.

This can be interpreted in many ways. You can start a new work out routine. Travel more. Go back to school. Sign up for dance classes and other workshops. Collaborate with like-minded individuals in your industry, etc. It really depends on what catches your fancy and your goals in life.

And the Fool card just loves to back up the Page of Swords in your reading. Literally put yourself out into the world, explore new horizons, meet new people, make friends online and abroad! Literally get out of your pajamas, pack your bags and book the next flight out your country. If international travel is too pricey, start road trips locally.

Finally, it feels like you want to break free from 9 of Swords: fear, anxiety, heck, I heard limiting beliefs and self-sabotaging tendencies. You're encouraged to find ways to break free from the aforementioned. Now this one is needs every possible delicacy to suggest. Find the method that works for you. What method that works for others may not work for you and vice versa.

So in this last card, to be at home in your own body and life, you are highly supported by your guides to approach this as an exploration of finding yourself. It seems vague, because it's not meant to be something that I would suggest to you in a practical manner. The task and responsibility on your journey lies in your shoulders.

So dear, don't beat yourself up if one method doesn't work, just keep researching and trying out new ways to be at home in your body that actually works for you and your current lifestyle. It doesn't have to be grand and expensive, it needs only to make sense to you.

This concludes the end of your reading. Do let me know how this resonates with you. Feel free to show some support via my Buy Me A Coffee here (This reading is for entertainment purposes only.)

[fandom-blackhole]

Episode 8 im ready to scream 🙃

Never ready for Winter in game, definitely not ready to see it in show 🥲

Give love and hate that they're making David's group religious, it fits so well and makes them so much more sour and nasty

Love that David is still fucking a creepy mf

Will you bury him? Will you?????

Troyyyyyyy my beloved, and now my beloathed

Gods be damned David is the definition of cult leader creepyyyyy

That is in fact INFECTED as shit

Joel is fucking ILLLLLLLLL

Lmak thats the funniest shit

Also im counting that rabbit for my bingo card

And there's the deer, I had to do that with a bow!

Also love how they kept it realistic as deer don't just fall over when shot they'll run for a bit

I love my daughter <3

You can't drag this back on your own. Fucking watch me bitch

Troy that was the dorkiest jog ever I love you

Literally screaminggggg Bella 100% has Ellie's winter attitude down pat

Ahhhh don't tell him your name!

Decent man???? Mmm nope

Some weird cult thing. Yuppp

I was a teacher. Yooooo David has been grooming since before the outbreak

I love that they mentioned Pittsburgh and how it fell like in the game

I hope that the infected find and go after ellie and David like in game

Ellie be prepared my child

Where do I put this? Well his ass typically but right there will do lmao

Oh shes laying down with himmmmmm

Ahhhhh he leaned into herrrr

I dont think thats deer 🙃

Yup not the deer

Love that they are beating down the revenge plot line, as if they're preparing for s2 or something

Oh fuck damnnnnn

Knew David was a bitch but damnnn

WHY DID HER NAME HAVE TO BE HANNAH, NOW IM GONNA THROW UPPPP

Seriously this fucker saying my name makes my stomach TURN

I love theyre showing the people eating bc you know its gonna be a big impact later for those who don't know

The wound looks a little better

Callus my beloved

I need ellie to say callus' name once just so I can knock it off my bingo card

Wllje if bird get disturbed like that it means something big or a group, RUN

Sense of mercy? Naw he's just a pedo

Do I despise James yes, but Troy is my beloved so I cant hate him

I like that they made Joel somewhat conscious

Run Callus Run

Troy's gonna be the one to kill callus I just know- ope I was right

RIP Callus you were a real one

Why am I more sad about callus' death in the show than in game, we had more of him in game 😭

Fucking knew they were gonna eat the horse too

Good thing ellie was smart enough to cover the door to the basement

That house straight up looks like its been burnt

Come on joel get uppppp, moveeeee

YEAHHHH

Be the man you are in game, wipe out EVERYONE

Also was that the combat music i heard?! Yessssssss

Why the fuck he smiling weirdo

I love ellie so much 🥰🥰

Ughh are we getting the- were getting the scene that awoken certain FEELINGS in me for the first time

Ohhhh the pipe, im in 7th heaven

CANNIBALSSS

I would have told you. GROOMERRRR 🚩🚩🚩🚩

You remind me of me. David fuucckkk youuu

Dude you're so gross I can't take it

Is this dude fucking worshipping cordyceps??

They need a father, you don't. Mmm debatable

Also shut the FUCK upppp 🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩

They will follow us. 🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢

Break his fingerrrrrr, fuck him uppppppp, say my favorite lineee

SCRWAMMMINNGGGGGGGDJDIDKDIEKSKFBSKKX

The blizzard!!! The dings of being in the middle of a fight!!!!

My fight or flight has been triggered lmao

Joel about to show them the in game version of himself :):):)

Im gonna throw uppppp, im glad they showed Joel seeing that

Ope everyone hoping Pedro would kill Troy was wrong, love that Ellie their shared daughter did it

Ugghhhh the worst part if the game right here

Running from David in a burning building was nausea inducingggggg

And it is here too

Avoid the glass lmao!

Find a bottle!

Neither one of us is dying today. HahahahahahahHAHAHAHAHA

Get the CLEAVER CRAWLLLLL

The fighting is the part I like the most. fjsonfjskdn🤢🤢🤢🤢

Ok they made it clear as fucking day in the show that David was a pedoooooo, in game it wasn't so clear

He finally said itttnakfnsksldjxksp

What they aren't showing is that Joel murdered the whole town while looking for her :)

This episode was so fucking vile and perfect I hate it (not really but ughhhhh)

Trailer-

AHAHHAHA

We're finally gonna get Ellie's mom!!!!!

I swear to God the best scene in game better in the showwww

Ok ok ok The Last of Us episode 1 thoughts below!

• CLIMATE CHANGE?! (Love that honestly)

• Not me sobbing at the intro (I HOPED they'd do something like the games intro so this was a perfect surprise)

• Joels shirt is inside out 😭 (ok noticed this before it was mentioned)

• Let the man have his coffee Sarah

• Gabriel as tommy?! Sounds almost identical omggg

• The neighbors 😭 (oh I understand now.....)(I like how they changed the changing/infected neighbor scene)

• Desert Storm???? 👀

• Sarah fixing the watch instead of getting him a new one 🥺

• Sarah's backpack is so cute omg

• The dog 🥲

• "Drugs. I sell hard-core drugs." Happy screams

• Joel and his shitty movies smh (hope this is ref later with ellie and joels movie nights)

• Dammit Tommy, jail, really??

• Yo wtf grandma. No joke the cordyceps out of her mouth?!?!?

• The truck scene was done so welllllllllll

• Jimmy's place!!!

• The planes (OMFG THE PLANE)

• Ooo the car crash separating them, I approve

• These bitches CREEPY (Love that they have no fine motor control)

• Joel begging 🥲🥲🥲

• That is infact a small child (😭😭😭)(🥲🥲🥲)

• DONT YOU TWENTY YEARS LATER ME YOU BITCHES (both 2014 Hannah and 2023 Hannah)

Sarah's death was sadder here and I stand by that

• The amount of time it takes to change depending on where your bit poster is 👌👌👌

• Joel doing actual work in the QZ is kinda really funny to me (sewer maintenance) (now this is more like it....wait drug dealing??)

• MUSICCCCCCCC

• HANGING?????? IN THE QZ??? BY FEDRA???

• Tess 🥰🥰🥰

• Ooo truck battery and not guns (what about your guy?- He answers to me FUCK YEAH HE DOES....WAIT oh fuck explosion! Well fuck you anyway Robert)

•  ELLIE!! (SHE HAS HER EYEBROW SCAR! And her sense if humor) (veronica?) (unchain my child please)

• Oooo message operator! (TOMMY!) (Slavers 🤔)

• Joel planning a trip already is genius (wtf you doing drinking and doing pills?!)

• The watch 🥲

• Those walls are THIN or that baby is LOUD

• Marleneeeeeee

• I love all the yellow wires, ik in the game it was an obvious way to show you where to go, but u like that its been added to the show

• Oh damn, rip unnamed firefly Marlene talked too, you're dying in the capital (kim) (ope her ear)

• Tell me to look for the light and ill break your jaw 🥰🥰🥰

• Ellie getting water on her face lmao

• The knife 🥺

• Atleast the wrapped the handcuff so it wouldn't hurt her

• Don't talk about Riley bitch, I will fight you

• I like all the water dripping, good touch

• Joel talking construction 🥰🥰🥰

• Ok but that wallpaper in the hallway with the dead Robert, I want

• Well ellie you tried, but Joel is better

• Ellie is in fact feral, love her

• Give ellie her knife dammit (yes ellie I agree that was an asshole move)

• Ope don't mention Tommy

• What are they capable of?- alot ellie, alot

• You all talk it out but please remember I am bleeding out 😭😭😭

• God I love my husband

• Ellies shoes squishing 🤢

• Bill and Frank 🥺

• Your watch us broken 🥲

• Ok but why is all the wallpaper cute in this episode?!

• Ellie figuring out the radio code shes so smart i love her

• That door (or whatever you wanna call it) was hidden perfectly omg

• Worst time to take a piss (hahahahaha honestly fuck that guy)

• Pedro's eyes 😩 (oh fuck wait hes fucking that guy upppp)

• PTSD!!!

• THE RADIOOOOOOOOO

• THE RADIO AS IT PANS OVER THE CITY AND WE HEAR INFECTED?!? so good

• The trailer!

• The city landscapes 😩😩😩

• Frank!!!!

• There's no halfway with this, we finish what we started *indistinct screeching*

If you read all this PLEASE send me Joel thoughts, I wanna talk about my husband! Also if you want me to explain any of these ASK MEEEE!! Also, Also, I'll be doing this for every episode so if wanna be tagged in these just if be down 👉👈

[hacked-by-jake]

Months have passed and I haven't gotten over the fact that Jake looks so hot in episode 10 either. Jake at times has a dominating way, he manages to mix cordiality and seriousness, when he arrived in the conversation speaking to Thomas to stop and then immediately telling us to go in private with him...GOD, WHY THIS MAN IS SO HOT?

I can visualize Jake pissed off at Thomas pressing MC

I think that Jake was pissed off by Thomas is an absolute understatement. I think at that moment Jake absolutely hated Thomas. After all, we know how protective Jake is when it comes to MC.

Jake was trying to keep MC out of danger by any means all the time.

The thought that MC could go to Duskwood was unbearable for him.

And then suddenly Thomas tries to manipulate MC by saying "You could save Hannah and Richy’s life" and thus hits a really sore point and makes MC really want to go. He talks about MC all the time, and then there’s this 'One live for two' MC probably would have sacrificed themself.

And then Jake sees this and suddenly his fear is more real than ever because he knows that MC would really like to do it. And at the time, we even thought the MWAF was a murderer.

If it had really been so, and MC would have been exchanged for Hannah and Richy, then it would be quite possible that MC would not have survived (I mean now because we of course still knew nothing about the true MWAF)

So Jake would probably lost MC. And he probably never would have accepted that, and Thomas would have won a pretty strong new enemy. So yes, I think that Jake felt incredible anger at that moment.

Luckily for Jake, however, he usually never needs to say much so that everyone listens to him because he knows how much influence his appearance has on others. The mysterious hacker no one knows who is wanted by the government, you’d rather not have him as an enemy. (Unless your name is MC (then it could be a really interesting enemies to lovers)) ;)

And the same influence through his appearance makes Jake just even hotter. xD

Every time we see him play this side of him I would like to start crying with happiness.

The fact that he had to use only so few words in this moment does not make the situation better.

I mean, he uses 5 words in total.

"Thomas, enough" and "MC? A Word." I really wish he had used an exclamation mark after "enough" that would have made him sound even angrier. xD But it’s Jake, and he’s hot the way he is.

I don’t know exactly what intention Everbyte had with these messages from Jake, but no matter what their intention was, I love the wording they used for it.

Jake’s character and everything about him are just so perfect and his authority really "interesting". I am so glad that we will probably see him again in the new game and I hope that we get more such moments there.

Yes, as you can see, I am also not over the situation, I could probably write a whole book about it.😂😩

Thank you a lot for sending your ask, I really appreciate it! I hope you will have a beautiful day/evening/night.

[natureismynature]

Okay, so I have decided that it’s female dream smp members appreciation time!

They are all pretty great builders! 

Have you seen Alyssa’s house??? Her stable?? They’re beautiful! Definitely way better than any build in the server during her time. (kinda sad she doesn’t get on anymore, but she can do what she pleases)

And Niki’s secret village?Have you seen it?? It may look chaotic, but it’s an organized and beautiful kind of chaotic. It has a story behind it and I love every detail she puts into it. Her old bakery was beautiful too, very homey.

Hannah may claim to not be a builder, but she’s only been in the server for a month and her base already looks amazing! She made a beautiful path that everyone loves, and her secret base is just. Pog.

Captain Puffy? Mannn, her mushroom home was great! Even the replacement is great! The house she made for Dream was soooo cute. She redid almost half of Bad and Skeppy’s house because she was bothered by the fact that it was not symmetrical. She rebuilt the Community house and made it better! Janitor Puffy is a great addition to the server.

Both Niki and Puffy are amazing at roleplay!

If you don’t watch Niki’s POV at all, then you’re missing out on some lore heavy angst my dude. Her facial expressions and voice acting are immaculate! She is an amazing actress and knows how to channel her character’s struggles very well. She gives a lot of thought into her lore and I respect her for it.

Captain Puffy’s lore streams are always great! Just like Niki, she puts a lot of thought into her character and her lore. I love that she’s one of the only people in the server that acknowledges the young age of Tommy and Tubbo and swore to protect them from harm. No doubt she’ll do the same with Ranboo and Purpled if given the chance.

I don’t know how Hannah will play into the lore yet, but I’m sure she’ll do great!

They’re all entertaining in their own ways!

If you want a chill stream, them go check out Niki’s streams! Her voice is so soothing and she’s the sweetest muffin out there. Go to her streams if you want to relax and have a nice time. Chill streams are always pog.

If you want something more energetic or something, why don’t you check out Puffy or Hannah’s streams? Hannah’s bedwars games are always entertaining to watch, and her smile is always contagious. 

Puffy is always up to something, whether it be rebuilding a relic, doing pranks, doing lore, or even just hanging out with friends. She cosplays as her friends and I think that’s really funny XD. She’s canonically a sheep lady who goes around adopting gods and that’s always a funny thing to think about.

THEY. ARE. ALL. QUEENS.

If I see slander on any of their names, I will hunt down whoever dares to do such horrible things and feed them to the wolves. (I won’t, but seriously, why would you hate on them? They’re lovely and they deserve to be in the Dream SMP no matter what the haters say)

If I see anymore hate flung towards Hannah, Niki, Puffy, and Alyssa. Shame on you. SHAME. ON. YOU. They are all great content creators that are trying their hardest to provide content for you. If you don’t like them, then leave, no need to hate on them. 

They are as valid as the male members of the server. Just because they’re women doesn’t mean they don’t deserve to be in a well known server, it doesn’t mean they’re bad streamers, it doesn’t mean they’re not gamers.

They are valid, and amazing, and lovely, and deserve as much love as the male members of the smp gets.

[straykidsworldwild]

Duskwood

Jake x MC

Plot : Jake and MC are together and they're having a heart to heart moment.

(credits go to the owners of the pics and Duskwood game. I don't own them and I don't own the characters. I just own the collage and one-shot!😉)

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I am lying on the small bed that I share with one of the most precious soul I have ever let in my life. My boyfriend, Jake... The Hacker that entered my life and turned it upside down. But in a good way, if I may say so... Well, let's say he kind of gives me another sight about life. Before, I was randomly waking up and would get ready to go to work. A normal boring day that we all know so well. Now, I'm here helping to help a group of friends that I never even met but that I got well along with. There are ups and downs, there are happy and sad moments, but we walk through the fire to find Hannah Donfort. I guess we can say it's because of this missing person that I am connected and met those people. And more important, that I met Jake...

I sit upright on the bed when I hear the familiar sound of an electronic material. Jake is working on some stuff that he wanted to do on his own. I let him do. I know Jake isn't the type of person that feels at ease with people. Me being here with him is already, and practically, a miracle. I froze for a minute when he accepted for us to meet after I had demand him hundreds of times. I don't know if he said "yes" because he wanted to see me in real life more than anything or if he got tired of my demands... I sometimes think he isn't all sure about this. That he might regret involving me much more than before just because I am living with him. But I'm not scared, so I don't want him to feel this way. Well... Yes, I am scared, but not for myself. I fear for him and the others living in Duskwood. I don't want this situation with Hannah to hurt him. It'll break me to see him devasted... Hopeless... Disappointed, because I know he will think that he didn't do enough to find Hannah when he actually did more than all of us. Anyway... I can't do anything about it right now...

I get up, pass my hand in my hair and walk quietly towards Jake. He looks exhausted. The bags under his eyes aren't the only proof that he is exhausted. The amount of coffee he is drinking and the number of times I slept alone in his bed are proofs as well. I wrap my arms around him as I just saw him resting completely on his chair. My chin rest on top of his head when I feel him letting a long sigh out.

- You need to rest, Jake, I tell him seriously and gently at the same time.

- I cannot, MC, he simply answers as he passes his hand over his eyes to rub them.

- You'll work much better if you rest a bit. But that's up to you I guess, I say as I pull away from him. I know he doesn't like hugs that much. And I'm all the contrary... But I respect his space. I was about to turn around when he catches my wrist.

- I will rest, I promise, MC. But for now, I just need to work on something first. And I need your help with it. Do you mind working with me a little bit? He tells and asks me gently as he softly rubs his thumb on my wrist. Mr. Hacker asking me to work with him... I smile and nod gently my head up and down.

- I'm so tired, but I'll make an exception. I'll do anything for you, Jake, I say with a playing and slight dramatic tone, knowing it will make him fluster. Jake smiles and looks away, still not used to how easy it is for me to make him feel this way.

- I know. Me too. But we have to do this work. Waiting could be a disaster, he says with seriousness, turning back to his computer. I guess he isn't wrong... I'm slowly getting used to him not showing or sharing much emotions. I know it's not against me.

- I know, I respond as I take sit on the barely small space next to him that is a vulgar piece of wood that is supposed to look like a bench. Supposed... Oh... I look at my phone that was charging next to his computer since there isn't much power outlets around here. It's Jessy. I take a look at what she sent me and see a picture of her and Richy working at his garage. Or more like they're taking a break... Some people seem to have fun, I state with a small smile, happy that they can enjoy a little moment, while things are calm. It can escalate pretty fast. Jake smiles when he saw my smile.

- "You two look cute!" I send to them both in our group chat.

- "😳" replies, Richy.

- "🤭" adds, Jessy. I smile and put my phone back down to concentrate on the work Jake wants to do.

- MC? I look up at him while humming positively. What would you like to do? Call the last number on Hannah's phone log or take notes of your friends private chat? He demands me with such a gentle voice. Honestly, hearing his distorted voice was impressive at first. I never knew what his real voice sounded like. But being able to hear it now and always, it's just... It makes me feel butterflies. It's just so soothing and calm and... It's Jake.

- We're spying them again? Why? I ask him with a confused tone while frowning. I don't like spying on them to be honest. Even if I know that we have to...

- I just want to make sure we did not forget anything. We never know if one of them is hiding something and revealed it by inadvertence, he responds seriously as he logs onto everyone's chat. When I watch him do, those computer stuffs just look so easy. But when I think further about it, I don't even know what key he pressed on the keyboard to make this happen.

- Hum... I think I'll take the phone log, I reply after thinking a few seconds. No offense but I think between us two, I'm the one who is more at ease when it comes talking to people and you're much more qualified than I am when it comes to computers, I wink at the boy as I crack a smile. Jake smiles back amused and nods positively.

- None taken. You're right, he tells me. I give him one last smile before grabbing the printed phone log. MC? I stop and look up at him, waiting for him to talk. But no words seem to come out from his mouth. I can see that he wants something but he... Probably doesn't know how to formulate his demand? I was about to call him when Jake suddenly gets up. Oh... His height always gets me. I know I'm not the tallest person in Earth but Jake is quiet tall... He takes the phone log from my hand and puts it down. What is he doing? I look at him confused despite the smile on my face. Timidly, he wraps my waist after bending down a bit and delicately places a kiss on my lips. The fireworks that it causes down my chest... Wow! It's not our first kiss but this feeling... I still haven't got used to it, but it's one of the best I've ever felt. It just feels so right, even if it's just a long peck. I wrap my arms around his neck to keep him closer to me a little longer. But Jake pulls away after a few seconds. Once you're done, please, take a break and rest a bit, he tells me kindly as he caressed my cheek with his hand. What? And him?

- And let you work alone? Not a chance, I reply while shaking my head negatively.

- MC... He calls me with a little sigh.

- Jake... I imitate him which makes him crack a small smile. I smile back. I'll be done in a few minutes, I say with a motivated tone as I grab the sheet he took from me. My left hand still behind his neck, I gently force him to bend down before placing a delicate kiss on his neck. Okay, I've got work to do! I go to the other side of the room and start making the last calls. Well, "call" should I say... There's only one number left. I listen to the beeping sound before someone picks up the call. Oh... Duskwood is really a small town... Phil Hawkins. I write down his name before receiving a notification saying Phil added me. Well... I guess another work is calling for me now. Okay, I'm done, I say as I go back to Jake. And you'll never guess who it was, I tell him, standing by his side.

- Who was it? He asks me, looking curious.

- Phil Hawkins, I respond. Jake lightly frowns to my answer. I let him think for a moment.

- Jessica's brother? He asks me with a confused tone. I nod positively. Why? Wait, who called who? He bombards me with questions. He clearly didn't see this coming.

- I don't know yet and I think it's Hannah who called him, I respond to my boyfriend. Jake keeps this confused frown over his face, looking like he speculates a lot about it. Almost like it seems to bother him in a way. Or maybe I interprete it wrong... What can I do next? I ask him, getting him out of his thoughts. Jake doesn't answer me and finishes writing something down. I see we have more information! That's great! I hope they'll be useful at least... Because having information, it's great but if they're irrelevant... It's like having nothing. He closes the window of Thomas's messages.

- Nothing for the moment, he tells me as he rests on his chair.

- Jake... I call him, doubting his answer. He's not saying this just because he wants me to rest?

- Come here, he suddenly says as he moves a bit backwards with his chair, letting space for me. Oh... Surprised, I crack a small smile and move closer to him as Jake takes hold of my wrist. He pulls me closer and closer to him until I am sitting on his lap. My back is facing him. His arms come around my waist, enlacing it. He can be so sweet when he isn't so focus on this situation in Duskwood. He rests his head on my shoulder. I know I said we should not waste time but it does not mean we cannot take a small break, he whispers next to my ear, making my whole body shiver. I smile with surprise and happiness, feeling those butterflies once again.

- I agree, I say back as I look at all of the material set before me. What's that? A code? Wow... Honestly, I don't know how you understand all of this. It's Chinese to me, I say with a serious and impressed tone while chuckling to my unknowledge. I hear Jake quietly chuckling back as one of his hands comes holding one of mines. At the same time, he places a kiss in my neck. How did you learn all of this? Who taught you? I ask him with curiousness.

- Myself. Computers were all I have that allowed me to be who I was back then, and today still, he admits to me. I nod, being honestly impressed. It kind of makes me sad to hear him saying this, but happy at the same time. He didn't have much people loving him when he was younger but he had his passion at least... That's... Something, right? Even if it doesn't replace people. Now that I said it out loud, I feel like I sound like an idiot, he says with an unsure tone towards himself.

- No, of course not. You have a passion. It's good Jake. And look, if you hadn't had it, what would we be doing right now? Where would we be? Not only we wouldn't be able to help Hannah but we would have never met, I tell him seriously, trying to show him how good this is for him that he knows so much about computers. And for us...

- I don't know, he responds with the same unsure tone. I stare at the screen before me when I suddenly feel Jake moving his head from my shoulder to rest completely on his chair one again. Do you regret it? He suddenly asks me. What? Regret what?

- What? I ask him, confused. I turn a bit to look at him all while staying on his lap. Jake keeps one arm around my waist to prevent me from falling, his hand still holding mine. Why is he so silent suddenly? I squeeze his hand, giving him comfort. Jake suddenly locks his eyes in mine. Those baby blue eyes... How can you not fall in love with those? However, the emotion that I witness in his eyes actually hurts me. Is he not happy? Is he okay? Did he see something about Hannah? What's going on?

- Do you regret being with me? He suddenly asks me. What? Having to hide in this ruined hideout? Having to live with my burden from the day I told you the whole truth about who I am and that the Government wants me? To have to live in fear for people you never even met and for us? To have to lie to them or hide things from them because I asked you? Do you not want the life you had before all of this? He asks me seriously which, I have to admit, I didn't see coming. Why is he asking so many questions? Why is he wondering all of that? Why does he even think about those? Staying quiet, I move from his lap only to sit back on it. But instead of having my back facing him, I am now actually facing my boyfriend. My arms wrap his neck as he shyly holds me by my waist. I take a deep breath in as my eyes keep alternating between his soft lips and his ocean eyes.

- I don't regret anything, Jake, I tell him sincerely while shaking my head left to right. I love being here with you. I don't mind lying to everyone if it's for their protection. I do what I have to do, I assure him, keeping the same sincere tone. Jake looks down, as if he is scared to believe my words. However, I make him look back up at me. And I absolutely don't regret the choice I made when I decided to join your side, my hands gently cup his face as I saw him trying to look away once again. I love you, Jake. I love you so much that just the idea of being far from you or not having any contact with you anymore hurts me so deeply, his eyes are locked in mine. His unsure and scared look makes my heart in pain. I just want to comfort him and... I want him to feel comfortable with me too. I want him to feel just as important than I am to him. You had such a huge impact on my life... A good impact. You gave purpose to it. Even if it involves dangerous situations, even if it involves breaking the law, I don't care. I love you... Loving you, being with you, knowing you're safe, alive, and okay, I say as I slide my right hand down to place it over his heart, that's all I care about, I tell him with honesty as my eyes never looked away from him. I don't know what he exactly needs to hear but I just hope my words will be enough for him to change his perspective on our relationship. Jake clears his throat as he slowly sits a bit more upright. What is he...? He surprisingly easily lifts me a bit only to bring me a bit more closer onto his lap. He tightens his grip after enlacing my back, hugging me so tightly. Oh...!

- I'm not good at expressing what I feel but... But you mean so much to me, MC. You're... He says before stopping himself from talking more. I hear my boyfriend taking a deep breath in and out as he hides his head in my neck.

- It's okay, Jake, I whisper as I know it's hard for him to talk about his feelings. But hearing him making an effort to do it... I just appreciate it so much. His hold tightens around me.

- No, I... You are the best thing that happened to me, MC. And it's scary, he admits to me with difficulty. The best thing... I can't help but to smile at the sound of his words. However his last words worry me. What does he mean?

- Why? What do you mean? I ask him as I run my hand up and down his back. Jake suddenly pulls away from me to look into my eyes.

- I... I never had anything like I have with you before. Being with you. Holding you. Kissing you. Talking with you about everything and anything without feeling judge... Being able to be myself with you... He says as he pushes the lock of my hair that was slowly falling over my eyes. Solving this situation with Hannah. Meeting under this situation... I wish we had met under different circumstances. It's wrong what we do together... But it feels so right. You being with me feels right to me even though it's wrong... He tells me with a serious and slight confused tone. And... I think he actually sounded like he was Getting upset at himself for... Involving me in this mess, I guess.

- Jake, I call him, interrupting him in his speech. He stops talking instantly when he heard The sound of my voice. What scares you? I ask him, going straight to the point.

- If anything goes wrong... If... What if you leave me one day? What if... He says with struggle, able to formulate his question correctly.

- I'm not leaving, Jake, I assure him seriously and sincerely.

- But what if you are lured and none of us saw it coming and you just... Disappear. What if I never see you again? He tells me with seriousness and fear in his voice. I hate hearing this emotion in his voice... I don't want him to be scared. I will never pardon myself for this, MC. And I will never get over losing you either, he confesses. He's getting nervous and almost anxious. At this point, it's not just us that worries him, it's a whole and the fatigue.

- That'll never happen, Jake, I say firmly and with a comforting tone. Though, I can see the reluctant look he has over his face. You trust me? I ask him.

- Unconditionally, he immediately answers, not doubting one second.

- Then don't be scare, Jake. I assure you that it won't happen because I'm not leaving your side and you're not leaving mine. Okay? The Man Without a Face needs to do much better to trap us to take me away from you and so does the government to find our location. We're together in this now, I say as I grab one of his hands. It's a choice I made to join your wild adventures and I want you to respect it and to never doubt it. Just like I do with you, I tell him with the same comforting tone all while telling him my wish and point of view. Staying quiet, Jake timidly looks at me. I crack a smile before leaning in to place a sweet kiss on his soft lips. However, before I could do it, Jake stops me. What...? Why? He...

- I... I love... You, he whispers with struggle. Wow... I think... No, I know... It's the first time that I hear him saying those words. It's surprising coming from him, but it sounds so right. It sounds like a melody. I wanted to be the one to give him a kiss, but Jake didn't let me the honor. Instead, he is the one to give me a kiss to which I answer without wasting time. Our lips move in synch, melting perfectly with each other. The kiss deepens slowly, forgetting what's around us for a moment. Time stand still.

I love him... I love him so much that words wouldn't be able to describe my feelings. Jake is a unique person, I know that. But damn, he's my person. I feel it. I know it. And I hope he feels the same with me. We're ordinary people with a not so ordinary life, but that's who we are.

[blueskrugs]

I Wanna Know You | Matthew Tkachuk

I heard this hannah montana song in a store at the beginning of december, immediately thought of Matthew, and then spent a week with it stuck in my head and trying to plan it out. sorry this isn’t a request, but I needed a break from writing them to remember why I loved writing. yikes. anyway, apparently I’m still incapable of writing fics that aren’t based on or inspired by songs. maybe one day...

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When I saw you over there, I didn't mean to stare But my mind was everywhere, I wanna know you

Matthew Tkachuk was magnetic. He’d always been like that, loud, the center of attention, lighting up whatever room he’d walked into. He thrived when all eyes were on him, and he lived to make people smile. That’s where you met him, at a party just before the start of the season, in Gio’s backyard on a night that wasn’t quite summer and not quite fall, either.

You were friends with Johnny's girlfriend, and she’d insisted that you come along. She’d told you that no one would care, and she had been right, because no one had paid you any mind other than asking what you wanted to drink. Besides, looking around, you were pretty sure other people had brought plus-ones or plus-twos and threes. 

Matthew was holding court in a corner of the yard, always with a shitty beer in his hand and a small crowd of people around him. Your eyes kept being drawn to him, not just for the way whatever stories he was telling periodically sent up peals of laughter into the night sky, but for the way his face lit up when he talked.

He caught you in the kitchen when you were grabbing water. 

“I don’t know you,” he said bluntly. You were taken aback. “I mean-” Matthew shook his head. “I’m Matthew,” he said, holding out the hand that wasn’t holding yet another Bud Light. 

“I know,” you said before you could stop yourself. 

Matthew laughed. “You a fan?” 

“Would you stop talking to me if I told you I were an Oilers fan?” You mostly just wanted to see what he would say. 

Matthew wrapped an arm around your shoulders and dragged you back outside. “Nope.”

There's a mark above your eye, you got it in July Fightin' for your sister's reputation

It was well after dark, and you’d had more than a few drinks. Which probably amounted to whatever courage it took to reach out and poke Matthew in the forehead where he was sitting next to you at a bonfire someone had built. 

“Ow,” Matthew said, rubbing his forehead. You hadn’t even poked him hard enough to leave a mark, but there was something there, a cut just above his eyebrow that had barely healed all the way.

“How’d you get that?” you asked.

On your other side, Noah snorted. Matthew flipped him off. “I’ll have you know that I was defending my little sister’s honor.” Noah laughed outright now. “Okay, she and Luke Hughes were arguing about something dumb down at the Lake this summer, and I stepped in.”

“And?” you prompted, because you could tell the story didn’t end there. 

“And I wasn’t paying attention where I was walking and fell off the end of the dock and hit my head.” Matthew somehow managed to look sheepish while grinning as the group sitting around the fire burst out laughing. He rubbed at his forehead again wryly. “My mom says it’s gonna scar,” he added. 

“Maybe leave out the falling off a dock part next time you tell the story,” you told him. 

Matthew grinned at you and winked. You settled back into your lawn chair and took a sip of your drink, watching as Matthew launched into another tale of something that happened at the lake over the summer, thinking that you could get used to this.

Matthew kissed you for the first time later that night, alone in the hallway as the party was winding down, still tasting a little of beer, and, yeah, you could definitely get used to this. 

And valentines are lame So you bring me flowers just for no occasion

The first time Matt brought you flowers for no reason, you were suspicious. It wasn’t your birthday, or anniversary, or Valentine’s Day– and he hadn’t missed any of those things, either. But there they were, waiting on the table in your apartment when you got home from work. You knew they were from Matthew because the card had one of his dumb cheesy jokes on it, but you still didn’t know why they were from Matthew. You snapped a picture and sent it to him, simply asking, “what did you do?”

Matt called you instead of responding. 

“What did you do?” you asked again.

“What makes you think I did something?” Matthew asked. You could hear him pouting. 

“Why else would you give me flowers?” You were still a little anxious about it, and Matthew wasn’t exactly helping. “How did you even get them in my apartment, anyway?” The Flames were on a road trip, had flown out to Chicago that morning.

“Used your spare key and dropped ‘em off before I went to the airport this morning,” he said. He sounded a little proud of himself.

“Matthew,” you sighed. “I gave you my spare key for emergencies,” you chided.

“And I needed to give you flowers!”

“Matt!”

“Okay, I just-” Matthew cut himself off. “My dad used to send my mom flowers from longer road trips, and I always thought that would be something I would do one day.” Matt trailed off, and he sounded hesitant for the first time all conversation.

You reached out and ran your fingers over the petals on one of the roses in the bouquet. They were pretty, and it was cute that Matthew had wanted to give you flowers, had thought of it while getting ready for a road trip in the middle of a busy season. 

“You couldn’t have at least put them in a vase?” you asked, grinning, though Matthew couldn’t see you.

Matt huffed out a laugh, surprised. “I was running late!”

“Yeah, well, now these poor flowers are half-dead,” you told him, holding your phone between your shoulder and your ear so you could root through your cabinets for a vase to rescue the flowers that were indeed wilting a little.

“Then I’ll just have to send you more,” he said.

“Oh my God, Matthew.”

The flowers kept coming throughout that first season together, with no real rhyme or reason: before some road trips, whether they were over a week or just two days, or when he came home from a road trip, showing up at your door and producing a bouquet with a flourish and a crooked grin. It always meant that Matthew had been thinking of you, no matter where he was.

You smile, nеver shout You stand out in a crowd

As Matthew got older, he had developed a habit of adopting rookies. It was entertaining to watch: Matthew, not really much older than a rookie himself, but with an A on his chest nonetheless, going full big brother-mode on all the kids fresh into the league.

Which is why you were woken up in the middle of the night by a phone call from one of said rookies. You listened to Matthew stumble out of bed and root around for a hoodie in the dark, grumbling under his breath about “idiot kids.”

“What happened?” you asked, still half-asleep.

“Fucking ow,” he said, tripping over one of his shoes. “Fucking Zary got in a fight at a bar or something, I don’t know. He asked me to come pick him up.” Matthew had managed to get matching shoes on his feet, and was now looking for his keys. “I’ll be back with him later if I don’t kill him.”

Matthew did not kill Zary, just drove him home and directed him to the guest bedroom to sleep it off, because he did love his rookies, though he would never admit it to anyone. 

The next morning, Connor was waiting nervously in the kitchen when you both woke up.

“Coffee, kid?” Matt asked.

“I didn’t start the fight!” Connor blurted.

Matthew snorted. “I didn’t ask, but good for you, kid.” He started fiddling with his coffee maker. 

“You’re not gonna, like, yell at me?”

“Do you want me to?”

You laughed softly. “Be nice, Matthew.”

“I’m always nice!” Matthew protested. “And, no, I’m not gonna yell, but you are bag skating after practice for a week,” he told Zary, pointing a fork at him. The piece of fruit he’d had speared on it fell off and hit the floor. “Ah, fuck.”

You're fragile and you're strong A beautiful and perfect combination

For the most part, Matthew didn’t let much bother him. He was good at leaving the game on the ice, not taking anything too personally. He did, however, take his game very seriously. He was always trying to be better, for himself for the team, and he prided himself on becoming a leader in the locker room over the years. He took bad losses to heart, and he was the first to blame himself for any mistakes he made. 

The Flames were having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad, well, couple of weeks. Okay, maybe you were exaggerating just a little, but it certainly wasn’t pretty. They were losing more than they were winning– they lost every game on a four game road trip, the games they were winning were sloppy, and they were losing ground in the standings. To make matters worse, in the latest game, Matthew had missed an easy goal on an empty net. Yeah, definitely not pretty. 

You made it home before him and waited. 

Matthew slammed the front door when he came in, but there wasn’t a lot of force behind it, like he was too exhausted even for frustration. You had been idly watching an Oilers game because it was on, but you turned the TV off when Matt came into the living room. He wasn’t wearing his suit jacket, his tie wasn’t tied properly anymore, and his dress shirt was rumpled. 

“Oh, babe,” you said. Matthew made a face at you. “Do you want to change or just-”

“Cuddle?” Matt asked.

“Yeah,” you laughed. “Come over here.”

Matt wasted no time in coming over and flopping gracelessly onto the couch with his head on your lap. You ran your fingers through his hair, and he pressed into your hand.

Matthew sighed, long and loud, ending in “Fuck.”

“It wasn’t that bad,” you tried, but you both knew you were lying. 

Matthew opened one eye to glare at you. “I hate this so much,” he said. There was a crease between his eyebrows, and he’d been chewing on his bottom lip. He sat up and pushed his hands through his already messy hair. “I don’t understand what’s wrong, we’re supposed to be a better team than this.”

You really weren’t sure how to comfort Matthew, but you hated seeing him like this. You reached out and took one of his hands, pulling him in for a hug. He slumped against you like his strings had been cut.

“I’m supposed to be better than this,” he whispered, and there it was. Matthew could grin his way through a game, letting chirps and insults roll off his shoulders, but when it came down to it, he would always be worried about being good enough, always wanting to impress everyone. To make people proud.

“Oh, babe,” you said again, but this time your heart broke a little for him. Matthew sighed again. “This is not your fault, you know that. You are good, and you’re a good team. You’ll get through this just fine.”

Matthew huffed like he didn’t believe you, but he didn’t argue with you. You sat quietly in the dark living room for a while, long enough you thought Matthew had fallen asleep. 

“Hey,” you said quietly. Matthew stirred and stretched. “You have a couple days off next weekend. Do you wanna drive out to Banff and do something?”

Matthew perked up immediately. “Can we go dog sledding?”

I like how you are with me In our future history

It was the end of the season, and you were at another backyard party at the Giordano’s. You were idly watching Matthew chase some of his teammates’ kids around. Well, actually, Matt was being chased by some and chasing some others. You weren’t sure how anyone knew who was doing the chasing. The other girls were chatting around you, but you were only half-listening as you watched Matthew scoop up a giggling Tillie Backlund and spin her around.

You couldn’t help but think about how Matthew would be with kids of your own one day. 

“I’m too young for baby fever,” you muttered into your sangria. 

Annica laughed next to you, following your gaze. “He’ll be a good dad one day,” she commented.

“You are not helping!” The other girls were laughing, now, too. 

“Have you two ever really talked about the future?” Meredith asked.

You scoffed. You hadn’t even been together for a year yet. “Not really,” you admitted. 

Your eyes didn’t leave Matthew as he flopped into the grass and let the kids swarm him. And yet. Matthew hadn’t stopped talking about how much he couldn’t wait for you to come down to St. Louis this summer, to really meet his family, to spend time down at the lake with everyone. How much his family was going to love you. 

You’d always dreamed of your future, of a picture-perfect wedding and a few kids and a dog. Growing up, the man of your dreams had always been just that, a dream, but lately when you thought about the future, Matthew was always there. That certainly felt like something important. 

After a few more minutes, Matthew extricated himself from the small mob of kids and made his way over to you, pulling the empty chair next to you close and kissing your temple as he dropped into it. 

“What’re you guys gossiping about?” Matt asked, plucking your glass from your hand and taking a drink. He made a face, but didn’t give it back to you.

“You’re great with all those kids,” Lauren said pointedly. Matthew beamed. 

Your group dissipated a little not long after that, and Matthew tugged you out of your own chair and into his lap. He poked you in the side a couple times.

“You’re awfully quiet.” You made a noncommittal noise. “What’re you thinking about, babe?” he asked.

You nosed at his jawline, pressed a kiss there. “You ever think about having kids?” you murmured.

Matt’s arms tightened around your waist, pulling you closer into him. “Yeah, of course.” He was smiling softly at you. “Oh.” 

You giggled a little. “Just one day,” you added.

Matthew kissed you, just a quick peck. “Yeah, one day,” he said.

One day didn’t feel so far away if you knew it would be Matthew by your side. Maybe you’d be used to his antics by then.

And maybe someday down the road I'll sit back and say to myself, "Yeah, I thought so"

[rw47vr-key]

We don't talk Anymore

Alan x Fem!MC

(I don't own the pic)

Little note: Hello lovelies!💙 Hope you're all doing good. So what if Alan and MC were ex-lovers? Inspired from a post here by some dw fan.I don't remember who it is.Let me know, I'll tag them.🙃 Here,Alan is 2/3 years older than her while MC is in final year of highschool/something like that(?).I know he'd be pretty old in the game🙈,this is just an imagination.And I think the story went from somewhere to somewhere, sorry about that😅😅

Warning: Angst

Story starts with ep8...

Another dreadful day of the week, but no matter what, the chores has to be done right? As usual,you wake and freshen up and make simple breakfast for yourself.You took leave for a week,which was totally a huge task to request your boss.He like always, annoyed you , though you pretty much do half of his work.But in the end you somehow won,the prize for disobeying him was to do extra shift in the following days.Great...

Since yesterday was the day Richy,a best friend you never thought you'd get,was 'attacked' and all the discussion and despair was going on,you hardly were able to sleep,but since you were crying for hours,you didn't know when you slept. You tried to do your daily activities as usual yet your mind keeps on playing the sorrow like a broken radio.

"MC!! You have to stop thinking about it! You can't change the past nor predict the future.Just go with the flow",you kept telling yourself in your head.

***

You looked at the time in your wrist watch.It was 10.00 am,you were now in a bus to visit a place, Raindew. A place,you just can't call it a place,it is a memory where you had the best moments during your high school days when you moved in there after your dad's transfer.But the worst ones still haunt you.

"Are you still in touch with him?",the college troublemaker winked and teased you.

You glared at her,it's always frustrating to deal with her .But she won't stop if you don't answer."No,why would I? We don't talk anymore and would NEVER.Could..."

"Heyyyy don't lie.He was your first love right?",she still pissed you.

Why am I trying to remember these?.Your already depressed heart,feels like more tearing apart.You try to distract your mind,thinking about the case.

Raindew is pretty near duskwood,but you don't remember going there.But now,you desperately want to go,run into the duskwood forests,find Hannah and Richy not caring if you die too, but you made a promise to Jake.You didn't want to add more fire in his already burning life."Seriously, that was the best avertion you can come up with?",you asked yourself.

You opened the group chat in your phone, but there was no message.But Jake was online, something once in a blue moon.You texted in private,

You: Hi Jake!

Jake: Hello MC.Is something wrong?

Your mood lightened a bit and you were grinning like an idiot.The others in the bus looked at you in an awkward way.You place your hand infront of your mouth and looked again at the phone,"Man, I'm a mess!"

But you kept on pondering how lovely a person like Jake would be. Despite what you're going through,you were glad that there was someone who is beside you, though far away in reality.'He's sort of your hacker' Dan's words ran in your head.Of course he is.

MC: Nothing,don't worry Jake☺️

Jake: Ok,then :)

MC: What are you doing?

And he told you about what clues he got and reading previous chats to understand better.

You were so concentrated in investigating that you forgot your stop has arrived.You hurriedly got down and looked around if there's someone to ask help ,since everything has totally changed after 7 years.Luckily, there was an old lady and you asked "Hello Ma'am.Could you please tell me where the nearby church is?"

She looked at you from top to bottom,you were wearing a simple knee-length black dress,a warm hat ,little handbag and white flowers' bouquet in your hands.

You were feeling uneasy by her gaze on you.You are always not used to this.

She quickly realised it and said,"The entrance is actually the other way.But you can just go straight up and turn left for back gate." You thanked and quickly got out of her site.You figured out that there weren't much people around.

There was an utter silence in that area.You couldn't believe it was the same place you've been familiar with.It seemed like everything changed after the kidnapping and murder. "It's certain that creepiness will be available in and out of duskwood", you thought and paced your steps, totally forgetting about Jake.

But Jake was busy like you,searching for a forum.When he finally messaged you about that,you picked up your phone hearing a notification and sighed in relief that he didn't notice that 'you were suddenly not texting'.

You texted him you'll talk later and entered the place.

***

"What? You weren't able to catch the culprit? How is that possible chief Alan??"

"Look sir, we've already told you ,we only found your daughter Amy's body after a phone call from an unknown person,who took his dog to walk in early morning.We are still trying t...."

"Enough!! It's enough! You don't need to do anything!. There's already another person missing.You will say the same thing to his parents.And it's not going to bring back my daughter again from the DEAD!!", a lady weeped and ran out of there followed by her husband.

The church bell striked 11 times.

Alan stood there feeling numb, the thought that he can't find a solution to the case,made him more angry and furious,he clenched his fist tightly."Maybe I'm paying for my past sins",he thought to himself and looked up staring at the sky.

"Mmh, you better contact that mysterious girl soon,chief.Maybe that lead may help us close this case.Well, here's that document", the main head of duskwood police handed it to Alan,and left that place ,saying he has someother stuff to do.

Chief Alan Bloomgate,who also accompanied Amy's parents to visit her memorial, was also in a black suit, standing at the front of church .He flipped that document which is related to the strange "Man without a face" case and stared at it for a long time.

"What harm comes to contact and find about this girl? She maybe an accomplice to the culprit too,then it will be a lot more easy",he thought and pulled out the sheet that contained a number and the name of that person only.He quickly dialed the mysterious number that became famous in duskwood after the kidnapping and Lilly's video.He didn't even think of going back to the station to continue the case.

"Ah! I put the car key down somewhere" ,he walked back to the memorial and searched along the way.In the meantime,he waited for someone to pick his call.

He found the key a little near Amy's memorial but he lost grip of the paper.When he picked it up,he glanced the full name for the first time, and was astonished to see a more familiar one.

"Your full name"

On the other side of the phone,there was a broken, stumbling voice that said " Hello?"

***

MC pov

The graveyard you are visiting,is actually adjoined to a church,like most of them.How come you knew about Amy's memorial? Well, hacking skills helped you some way.

*

You were there,finally. The serene atmosphere,with the headstones and the smell of flowers both fresh and dried mixed in the air ,you felt gloomy. You kept pacing rhythmically to the sound of the church bell and in the 11th strike, you reached there...

Here lies Amy Bell Lewis...

"1993 - 2021"

You've never seen or remember Amy,but you felt guilty,and that's why you thought of visiting her.You placed the bouquet and knelt down crying. "I'M SORRY AMY ,I WISH I COULD'VE HELPED YOU",you murmured and weeped.

You felt a lump on your throat,hands shivering ,heart beating fast when you thought about the fact that,

"what if Richy or Hannah dies too?"

Suddenly your phone rang.You slowly picked up and you said"Hello" with a stuttering voice.

***

Alan then suddenly felt like the "Hello" sounded twice and turned back ,and to his surprise, you were kneeling down there,but he couldn't see your face.Memories rushed back like a flood that broke a barrier. He slightly wished he could've listened to you. He was the one who regretted till date for losing you.

Alan mustered his strength and said"Hel-lo. I'm Al-lan Bloomgate from duskwood".

You too, turn back in surprise hearing a more familiar but a broken,hoarse voice.

***

Few years ago

"Hey MC! MC! Wait for me!,why are you rushing ? ",Alan tries to stop you by grabbing your hand.You immediately pull back your hand as if it was disgusting as hell.

"Hey! What's wrong with you babe, today? Anyway,why did you bring me here?"

You just take a seat ,place your handbag on the table and hating to look at him, you just stare at the menu card and ask ,"Do you remember this place?"

He takes the opposite seat, looks at you with his head tilted sideways, confused by your rude behaviour and lets out a small laugh,"Of course I remember well.This is the restaurant where I first met you."

You still not looking at him asked,"And then?"

"You came here instead of your classmate during last year of your highschool for the blind date,since she didn't want to meet college guys."

He again chuckles, "And you told me that you fell into her trap and made a mistake coming here."

He leans forward for a kiss and said,"But when we started dating,you said that it was the best mistake that helped you find me,babe."

You push him back and held his tie in anger and said,"Stop calling me babe!!. And I was wrong.I made the biggest mistake in my life by meeting you!!. "

He just widens his eyes in shock seeing your deep hatred that you expressed.

"I didn't imagine you'd turn into a selfish scoundrel in one year,just to attain the police chief position,huh?.Or let's say you've always been that way,' a self centered,crooked guy,' but I ignored it.I wished you'd change,I even cried and begged you so."

"Ah,I was a fool all the time.Maybe meeting a charming, handsome newbie police trainee blinded me."

He tries to loosen your grip and while fixing his tie he smirks with a dejected expression ,"So? You're done with me?"

"Took you long enough to realise this.Let's end this game of yours in this same place where we met",you say and quickly put your handbag on your shoulder but he grabs your hand and pulls you closer to him.

You can feel his tears falling on your neck when he hugged you and said,"D-Don't leave me alone,MC!!. I love you!.Please!!" but suddenly he yelled"You're gonna regret this MC!!"

Just when you got fooled again by his sorrowful face,you knew he'd react the other way immediately.

"I've NOTHING to regret, future Chief of mmh what place? Ah Duskwood!. "Future Chief of duskwood,Alan Bloomgate!!. Well then ,GOOD BYE", and you walked away with the hope you'd never meet him again.

***

Only when Jessy told you about her meeting the chief,you finally realised that it was the same Alan you once loved, foolishly.But you didn't want to tell anyone about it.

But you met him again,at the wrong time and in the wrong place.

*Jake hacks and cuts your call with Alan*

*You receive a message in phone*

Jake: I'm sorry for terminating the call,MC.

But I think that's for the best. I'll look at some files of Alan and text you later.

Sorry again.

*Jake is offline*

You keep on staring at the message from Jake and then you look at Alan ,speechless and frustrated to see him again.

Alan as perplexed like you said,"Well, it's-it's good to see you again,MC. H-How are you?"

*You acted so quick and slapped him once hard *

....

***

In a secret basement

*A loud thud heard*

"Man! Did you break the keyboard again? How many times do I have to change it? damn."

"Thank God it's working.Mmmh,Jake what are these *laughs* lovers photos you're looking at? A new hobby huh?"

"It can't be!! MC and that damn chief?!! No!!.Alfred! Tell me that is not true!, Jake grabs Alfred,his best friend's shirt while pointing at those photos in the laptop screen.

"Leave me man!! Let me look at it properly."

*Alfred sees a picture of a young Alan kissing your cheek in a park bench.*

"What's wrong in this Jake?"

"I feel like my heart is aching." Jake holds his chest , suddenly flinches and says ,"Is it a heart attack?"

" ........... I think you're lovesick."

___the end____

(Raindew is a fictional place I came up with,not related to the original game,also the character Alfred)

Let me know what you think about this

Have a great day/eve/night my dears!!💕🌼

[canyouhearthelight]

The Miys, Ch. 142

Another late chapter... I’m really batting a thousand lately, seems like.

So, work has been insane, but @baelpenrose reminds me to post when I forget, thankfully. And this is SUCH a fun chapter.  I hope you all enjoy!

I dropped into a seat in Mess Hall Seven with a groan, so exhausted that I barely managed to get soup and a grilled cheese from the console.  Tyche yawned and nodded in agreement before poking at her sushi bowl idly. It was six Von-days after the last drill, and between coordinating increased training schedules for Shelters Three and Seven and helping Charly plan kink-night at the Undine, we were wiped.

“People are ungrateful,” she muttered before managing to barely balance a piece of salmon into her mouth.

I muttered something that hopefully sounded like agreement before I scooped up a bite of my soup with one wedge of sandwich, too lazy to even bother with the spoon. “Remind me why we don’t have Vati and Hannah handling the practice schedules?”

“Because they are handling the extra evacuation drills with Jokul and Arthur.”

Personally, I thought they were getting the better end of this deal, but since the raging success of their first Food Festival, it really was only fair. “And the relocations for those who need it,” I admitted. “Except mine.”

“Conor may actually strangle one of them if any of your plants don’t make it,” she pointed out, gesturing with her chopsticks for emphasis after having given up and using her fingers to eat her lunch. “Not to mention I wouldn’t wish packing with Maverick on anyone.”

“He’s letting me pack the books and textiles.” I shrugged in acceptance after taking another bite of soup-dipped sandwich.

We picked at our food in silence after that, grateful for something resembling a reprieve, before we were interrupted by a flurry of grey hair and enthusiasm landing in one of the nearby chairs with a heavy thunk. “Good afternoon, Madams Reid.”

“Hey, Jokul,” I muttered as Tyche just waggled her fingers at him. I really think I liked it better when he was trying to kill me. Right now, I might even let him do it.

“I know you are both on your meal period, but I wanted to test the waters on potentially scheduling a community activity,” he rushed out.

Tyche guarded her lunch with an almost feral aggression, having heard what happened the last time Jokul had interrupted my lunch. “That should really be something you run by Al-”

“Worthington, yes, I know,” he interrupted. “However, I know you are both quite busy and I wanted to be respectful of your time. As such, I will make this as brief as - ow!” He snatched his hand back away from the other half of my sandwich, rubbing where I had slammed my spoon down onto it.

“I have no idea where the food stealing comes from, but don’t,” I warned him.

“Rude, got it,” he nodded in a terrifying impression of Charly’s normal demeanor. “As I was saying, I recently learned a new type of game from Terra, from the Before.  It involves teamwork, and encourages creativity and escapism, and I think it would be a very good community activity - “

I surrendered to my urge to groan. “We are not doing a redux of Settlers of Cattan. Arthur stabbed someone last time.”

“I didn’t press charges…” Jokul pouted, glancing at the scar on the back of his wrist briefly. “Besides, it was only a fork. Clearly he didn’t mean it, there were four knives in arms reach counting my own.”

Tyche cocked an eyebrow at me. Seriously?

I pursed my lips and wrinkled my nose in response. Yep.

“So what game is it this time?” I asked hesitantly.

I was reward-bombarded with a grin. “It’s called Dungeons and Dragons! Somewhat like a video game, but with more people, and using writing implements and paper. Oh, and different kinds of dice, very important. One person is something of the narrator, to give the game a kind of structure, while the other players act as characters in the game… Ivan introduced me to it, and it is quite challenging with the right people.  The dungeon master - that is the narrator - has to re-evaluate the story based on the actions of the other players, but the players themselves don’t know what the dungeon master is going to do. It is very much a social diversion, and there are many classes….”

As Jokul continued to gush, he was rather oblivious to the fact that Tyche and I were stuffing our faces as quickly as possible to avoid interrupting him or laughing. We had both played when we were younger - in fact, we had been introduced to the game by our mother.  There had even been a very overwhelming pop-culture movement in our youth around the game, which further emphasized just how far out in the boonies Jokul had grown up.  As shocking as it was that he was just now discovering the game, it came at exactly zero surprise that he enjoyed it so much - it was right up his alley of interests.

About fifteen minutes and two more grilled cheeses into his retelling of the campaign he was part of, Charly and Arthur squeezed in with us, their own lunches in tow.  As seemed to be a growing trend, Arthur reached over and snagged one of my sandwiches before I could react, shoving half of it in his face.

That was apparently enough to snap Jokul out of his story. “Hey! Why didn’t you hit him?”

“His deathwish, not my problem,” I shrugged.

Around the remains of my lunch, Arthur managed to enunciate. “Told you, Noah fissed the dairy allergy.”

“Bleargh,” I gagged comically. “It’s okay, think I’m done anyway.”

Jokul’s hand swatted Arthur’s out of the way to steal the rest of my food. “As I was saying, Ivan was quite clever with his resolution to deal subdural damage to the player who was very much ruining the storyline by insisting his character was immune to magical sleep…”

“Oooooo! I love tabletops!” Charly squealed, bouncing in her seat. “What setting are you playing in right now?  My favorite was always Exalted…”

“Miss Harper, I think we are discussing different activities.” Jokul sounded supremely confused, but my heart broke a bit.

Arthur shook his head. “Maybe not Exalted, but what about Ebberron? Swordhaven, maybe?  Just tell me it isn’t Ravenloft… I know you haven’t been fucking around in a Dark Sun, but I beg you to tell me you aren’t playing Ravenloft.”

“I’m not sure what those are… Ivan introduced me to Dungeons and Dragons. There is only one setting.”

“So… Greyhawk or homebrew,” Arthur nodded. “Best place to start, get the basics down.”

Jokul’s head pivoted toward me and Tyche, squinting in annoyance. “You knew, didn’t you? And you let me prattle on…”

“You were so… happy….” I explained plaintively. “We didn’t want to ruin that for you.”

Tyche nodded. “We both remember how fun that first campaign is. And honestly? We’ve been having a kind of crappy day.  It was nice to hear someone be excited about something that isn’t work related.”

“But I came to you to discuss making it a ship activity…”

“Originally, yeah,” I shrugged. “That was maybe the first thirty seconds.  After that, you were doing what literally every tabletop roleplaying person has done since the beginning of time… telling stories about the fun, dramatic, and frankly stupid shit the people in your party are doing.”

“Says the two-foot eight halfling rogue,” Arthur scowled.

“I rolled it at random, it was fifteen years ago, get over it!” I threw my hands up dramatically. “At least I wasn’t mated to a frickin’ deity.”

Charly giggled uncontrollably while Jokul goggled at us. “Exalted is broken in all the fun ways.”

“You literally sacrificed, and I quote ‘all of your fucks to give’, for necromancy.”

“That was your idea!”

Jokul turned toward Tyche, waiting for her to say something. She just held up her hands defensively. “I was a murder monk-bunny.”

Arthur snorted. “You were the Black Rabbit of Inle….”

“Well if my wife would have just stopped dying…!”

“At least none of us were the Platinum Knight who pissed his pants every time he confronted his favored enemy,” I laughed. “He never did live that one down. Every. Single. Dragon. He would crit fail his roles.”

“Oh, please,” Arthur intoned drily. “Did I ever tell you about the time one of my players managed to make ‘Notice me, Senpai’ into the most terrifying in-universe warcry imaginable?”

Charly choked before swatting his shoulder. “Not in front of my pasta. Please.”

Jokul, however, looked both horrified and intrigued, egging Arthur on. “Barbarian whose entire clan worshipped a god named The Senpai…. Just imagine, a barbarian in a rage, bellowing ‘NOTICE ME, SENPAI!!!’ before just scything down thirty men with a broadsword.”

At this point, I was laughing so hard that tears were rolling down my face. “Please, please tell me there was a kilt and pigtails involved….”

Jokul touched his own hair, before straightening as seriously as possible. “They are warrior’s braids, Councillor.”

That was it, I couldn’t take it anymore. I just put my head down on my folded arms and waiting to either pass out from laughing so hard or from exhaustion.  A few deep breaths and a spinning head later, I managed to wipe my face on my sleeve and realized the conversation was continuing without me.  Just as I was clearing my throat to let Jokul know he should be fine to start organizing something and to send me a rough outline, Arthur dealt the final blow.

Leaning over, he whispered over my shoulder. “By the way, the barbarian’s name was Drystan of the Doki-doki tribe.”

I was proud that I managed to get up and dash into the hallway before collapsing against the wall in maniacal laughter.  I barely registered Hannah’s voice behind me asking everyone at the table if I needed medical assistance, and that did not help.

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[jshepardtsoni]

My Mass Effect headcanons (Shiara included)

With Mass Effect: Legendary Edition being just 2 days away, I'm finally posting my own headcanons for all 3 games :)

FemShep:

- my Shepard is always a Sole Survivor and either a Colonist or Earthborn most of the time. Chakwas and Anderson are like mom and dad for her.

- if she's a spacer somehow she doesn't have a great relationship with her mother (Liara makes it so they both work on it) and has no idea who her father is until she's recovering after the war. It turns out to be Hackett. Anderson is like a dad to her in this scenario too since he was the one that took her under his wing.

- her name is Jane.

- she's a redhead with blue eyes.

- after Akuze she's terrified of Thresher Maws so much she can get paralyzed from it.

- never been in any kind of a relationship before Liara.

- completely loyal to Liara.

- oblivious when it comes to flirting (she only sees Liara).

- she can't start her day without a cup of coffee.

- is not a morning person.

- hates being cold but also can't stand heat.

- is small which is an advantage because none of her enemies takes her seriously and that is a huge mistake.

- is the small spoon.

- is not a tidy person.

- she lives as long as Liara (or at least nearly as long) either thanks to the implants that were used on her or somehow Leviathans were able to make it happen as a gratitude for fixing their mistake. It doesn't make her invincible though. She can still get sick (just not deadly sick) and can die from being gravely injured.

- there are only two people who can make her do something against her will: Chakwas and Liara.

- she's scared of needles and blood.

- she's super soft. Like a puppy. And shy.

- - -

Liara T’soni:

- is a morning person.

- due to being an Asari she doesn't need more than 3h of sleep daily. She usually stays in bed with Shepard though, watching her sleep and making sure no nightmares wakes her up.

- hates coffee.

- is not a tidy person.

- is extremely protective over her friends and family, especially Shepard (and their kid(s) once they have them).

- after war she makes sure Shepards gets to keep Normandy with its crew.

- she's jealous even though Shepard is completely oblivious whenever someone is flirting with her.

- is the only person who knows about Shepard's paralyzing fear of Thresher Maws.

- is also the only person who knows absolutely everything that happened on Mindoir and Akuze.

- she loves to play with Shepard's hair. Especially after finding out that it's relaxing Jane a lot.

- she's not a huge fan of alcohol but she can outdrink a krogan.

- she's a top. A very protective top.

- if Shepard is a Spacer Liara is not arfaid of Shepard's mother at all. She's the one that makes them actually work on making their relationship better. Jane is reluctant and Hannah can't understand why so Liara explains it all to her.

- Anderson asked her once to take care of his little girl.

- the moment Kaidan joins the Normandy again in ME3 she's not really nice towards him and makes sure he understands that she didn't like how he acted towards Shepard in Udina's case. She also threatens him in a "do that again and you'll answer to me" way. She's not that reluctant towards Ashley though.

[i-like-it-when-ju-sleeps]

I am the Apocalypse (Part 3)

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Sarah (OC)

Summary:  Takes place during Chicago Fire 3x18. Sarah is a doctor at Med and in a long term relationshp with Jay. She is at Med when the grenade goes off.

Part 1

Part 2 

The next hour was spent trying to help as many people as they could but at this point, they had seen everybody who needed to be seen and people were just really playing the waiting game. Sarah looked at the woman who was in the room with Hermann and came in, deciding to check on them.

“What you got?” She asked the two and Hermann answered instead of the woman.

“We need to patch in your boyfriend” he stated grimly, and the young woman nodded, getting her phone out.

“He was working with Marburg.” Sarah told the blonde woman as she listened to Jay’s information. “He injected himself with it.”

“What's Marburg?” Hermann asked.

“It's a viral hemorrhagic fever. The Soviets developed it as a biological weapon. Ask them which strain of the Marburg virus.”

“Yeah, which strain?” Sarah transmitted over the phone and listened intently before answering the woman. “Raven.”

“Okay. All right. Okay, so now I just have to see if he was past the incubation period and actually infectious.” She stated clearly and the doctor and the firefighter looked at her expectantly.  

“And if he was past the incubation period?” Hermann asked worriedly.

“It means Aleem was a walking biological weapon.” Diane announced and the three of them shared a look before glancing at all of the people outside.

“Alright,” Sarah sighed “Keep me posted, okay?” she asked the other woman before returning outside the room.  The ER was still dark and filled with smoke, people anxiously waiting against the walls. Right now, there was nothing left to do but wait, as everyone who could be treated had already been taken care of. Sarah sighed and sat down, a feeling of tiredness taking ahold of her now that she knew she couldn’t do anything more to help. She leaned against the wall and let her head fall backwards, a feeling of dizziness taking over and her head pounding. She lifted her hand to her forehead, where blood was coming out when the explosion happened. There was still fresh blood on the wound but it was not bleeding too much; She refused to believe that it was something serious. Still, she felt a bit nauseous but blamed it on the lack a clean air rather than a mild head injury. Will, noticing that she looked a bit pale, crouched in front of her and she perked up, looking at his concerned features.

“You okay?” he asked motioning to her forehead.

“Yeah….” She sighed “I’m fine. Just hit my head during the explosion.” She shrugged as if it wasn’t a big deal.

“And you still ran around for the past couple of hours? Not checking if it was serious?” Will frowned. She felt like a child being scolded.

“You know I’m a doctor, right?” she chuckled quietly. “If it really was serious, I would have noticed. I just felt dizzy because I’ve been on my feet for hours that’s all”

The man in front of her rolled his eyes and got a small light out of his pocket, checking her eyes.

“You could have a concussion, seriously you…”

“Seriously I’m fine stop fussing over me” Sarah cut him off, a little annoyed. She hated when people treated her as if she were made out of glass, and she did not want to have someone taking care of her when so many were in worse shape that she was. Still, she let Will grab bandages and securing one on her forehead, where the wound was finally stopping to bleed.

The young brunette stood up with a sigh once he was done, aware that he was still looking at her carefully, when movement got their attention. Hermann had just gotten out of the room with Diane Claman and wore a solemn expression.

“What is it?” Matt Casey asked worriedly from behind the two doctors.

“Not contagious” Hermann told everyone, a grin breaking onto his face. Sarah’s eyes widened slightly, and she let out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding.

“Influenza A tested positive, but the Marburg virus didn't have time to incubate. Whatever he had in his body died with him.” Diane then said, her helmet off. The crowd cheered, people letting cries of joy and relief. Sarah turned to Will and the two shared a bone-breaking hug, laughing as a way to let out the stress.

“Open up the ER” Will called out and Otis who was close happily complied. Over his radio, Matt informed the chief that it was all clear and cheers could be heard outside. Sarah looked over at Gabby who was still siting with the older man, Jim. She approached them and gave Gabby a side hug before looking at Jim.

“Ready to pull that thing out and get out of here?” She asked with smile and the man nodded gratefully. The two women helped him sit on a wheelchair and watched as a nurse started guiding him towards another part of the hospital. Before he left, he latched onto Gabby’s arm, thanking her for everything. Gabby blushed slightly and brushed it off quickly, watching him leave.

“You know” Sarah said watching her with a smile. “I still remember when you wanted to become a doctor”

“I sure have gone a long way, haven’t I?” Gabby answered with the same small smile.

“Yeah you have.” Sarah chuckled and gave her another hug.

“You know we still all miss you at the firehouse… You sure you don’t want to come back?” she joked

“As much as I miss all of you, I guess I was always meant to be there.” Sarah sighed looking over her shoulder at the doctors and nurses of Chicago Med who were walking around helping people out. Gabby was about to say something else when a very worried Jay made his way towards his girlfriend. He took a few long steps and engulfed the girl into his arms. Gabby left quietly, not wanting to disturb the two as Sarah’s arms went around her lover’s torso, burying her face into his neck. As they broke the hug, Jay’s hand went to her face, his eyes widening slightly at the blood on her forehead.

“It’s nothing” she reassured him with a soft smile. “I’m fine I promise”. Jay let out a deep sigh looking her in the eyes to make sure she was telling the truth before nodding and taking her into his arms again. As they broke their second hug, Will put his hand on his brother’s shoulder, and Jay turned to him, giving him also a tight hug.

It took them a long time to actually transport everyone to different wings of the hospital. Every member of the staff that had been in the explosion had been dismissed, but none of them had actually left, helping around as much as they could. Once the day was over, and every patient had been looked after, Sarah tiredly walked into the resting room, only to find Hannah Tramble, sitting down on the ground, tears in her eyes, and Will’s hand placed on her knee in an attempt to comfort her. Sarah gave the two a week smile, sitting cross legged across from them.

“One hell of a first day huh?” she asked Will, although her tone made it clear that she wasn’t expecting an answer. It was a dark question to end a dark day.

 Sarah had finally been able to go home and shower, to wash away the grime, dust and blood from the day. As she wiped the fog on her mirror, she took a look at her reflection. She looked pale, her skin contrasting with her dark brown hair, but also with the purple under her eyes. And on the top of her forehead, hidden among her hairline, there was a purple bruise, on which stood a red angry line. The young woman sighed before concealing her eye bags, applying a bit of makeup and going to her bedroom.

Jay sat on the edge of the bed, simply waiting for her to come out. He hadn’t really been able to talk to her since this morning, as both of them had been busy. He looked up as she entered the room, noticing the tired eyes of his girlfriend.

“We don’t have to go out, you know?” he said quietly “We could stay here and rest if you want to.”

“It’s fine” Sarah answered softly “Everyone is going out and I really need something normal today.” she explained.

Jay stood up and walked towards her, stopping only and inch from her. She could feel his breath as he looked at her, his hand slowly grabbing hers.

“I was so worried about you. When I heard, I hoped that you weren’t there. I just…” he struggled to find his next words, so he settled for simpler ones that he thought conveyed his feelings as best as possible. “I love you”

“I love you too” Sarah answered with a conviction in her eyes that made Jay smile. Jay’s hand rose towards her cheek, touching it as if she was the most precious thing in the world, before their lips connected, a way for them to express what their words couldn’t.

At Molly’s, the couple stood with their friends, beers in hand and laughing around when Chief Boden called for everyone’s attention. The room fell silent, looking at him as he spoke.

“Just a quick word.” He explained “Wanna take a moment and let you all get back to the fine cocktails that they serve here at Molly's.”

“Keep talking, Chief.” Hermann interrupted, which made everyone chuckle.

“To the good people at Chicago Med.” He said, raising his beer slightly. “You made us proud today. And we are very grateful for the service that you do for us and for the city. It's not said enough.” He told us, looking over at the different doctors, a small smile on his face.

“Thank you, Chief.” Sharon Goodwin answered for all of the staff that was here. “We want you all to know that every time those doors crash open, there are good people, strong people, people at the top of their game ready on the other side.”

With that being said, everyone raised their drinks, a distinct “hear, hear” to end and terrible day on a good note, surrounded by family.

Sarah leaned into Jay as they spoke to Brett, Mills and Will, and she stopped listening to the conversation for a minute, taking a moment to appreciate being surrounded by people she loved, and she smiled to herself, enjoying the beautiful moment she was living after a terrible day. She had hope that no matter how bad everything could get, she’d always get better.