#Melissa speaks

[tcnysncrk]

solemn vows is the fic that got me into 9-1-1, like I saw a tiktok of yours back in 2022 when s6 was on and was intrigued so I read it in two days and got obsessed with the show and then after I finished the show I read it another two times and now 9-1-1 is my whole life so I just wanted to say thank you. Your fic has legitimately changed my life, as cheesy as that is, and I really love it.

I cannot believe that THEE commander Cody has read my fic 😭🫰

All jokes aside, Solemn Vows is my baby and has been a weird way for me to actually process my own trauma through Eddie. 9-1-1 has brought me to friends and support in the most amazing way possible. I hope the continuation of part 4 does not disappoint 🩷💙💜

I’m so happy that it has touched you and brought you to 9-1-1. Somehow this silly little wee woo show with fruity fire fighters has brought so many people so much joy

[artisticdysfunction]

i feel bad that i don't really know what trauma is okay to talk about and what isn't when people are talking about trauma, and i am not talking about detail here. even other survivors seem to know the difference based on feeling. even when i ask how to tell the difference, they either talk about different feelings or say to be okay with hurting people outterworld. i don't know what to do.

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

Just saw Speak No Evil, the more evil James McAvoy got as the movie progressed, the less clothes he wore and the buffer he got. By the end of the movie he was pretty much hulking out.

[harbingermotel]

cbs ghosts season 3 has everything. affairs, weddings, engagements, a throuple, dinosaur-loving strippers, and P̷͙̆Ą̴̈́T̸̘̊Ȋ̴̙Ê̶̘N̴̲̅C̷̤͋E̴͍͛ ̵̥̀T̶͝ͅH̷̢͐E̶̬͋ ̵̦̚V̶̙̏Ḙ̷̀N̶͍͆G̴̩̀E̸͕͆F̷͙͐U̴̘̿L̴̮̔ ̴̤̌P̶̪̽U̵̖̍R̶̥̿I̴̮͘Ṱ̷͊A̴̱̒N̸͚̾ ̶͈̆G̴̼̅H̷͎͐Ö̵̜́S̴̠̆T̴̅

[thatgayb1tchwhosimps4her]

Request: Hey, just wanted to let you know that I loved this fic! I would love read more Sam x Reader written by you, specially one where we could see a more vulnerable side of Sam and her being taking care of! Thank you for all the content you give us 😊

Of course I can do that, I too love the vulnerable side of Sam that I picture in my head. She's so cute and loveable and just adorable in general. She's definitely protective af as per usual like "Touch her and your dead", but at the same time is like begging you to hold her hand, kiss her, hug her etc basically all of the time.

@carolcunha7 This one is for you.

This is smuttier then I intended it to be, but let me know if you'd prefer a less smuttier version and I'll see what I can do :)

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Make You Feel Better

Sam Carpenter x Female Reader

Word Count: 1524.

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You had been on the floor of yours and Sam's bedroom, in the apartment the two of you shared with Sam's little sister, Tara, and their roommate, Quinn, painting for the past hour and a half, waiting for Sam to come back from her appointment with her counsellor.

You had nearly finished painting you were making for Sam, almost ready for it to be signed, when you heard the front door open, and then close again.

"Sam! Is that you baby?" You shouted, slightly on edge in case you had to get up from the crossed leg position you were in on the hardwood floor of the room, and hide the painting from her and not smudge the wet paint.

You heard somebody grunting and mumbling, along with things being thrown around. Assuming it was Quinn and one of her 'gentlemen friends'; as you and Tara had so graciously named them, you decided to grab your earplugs from your bedside table, hoping it would drown out the gross sounds they would most likely be making.

Just as you were about to put them on, somebody burst into the room. Quickly turning around, you saw Sam wearing her headphones, pacing up and down the floor at the end of your double bed, not noticing you were on the floor yet. You took this opportunity to slid the painting under the bed, luckily there wasn't anything under there yet.

"You're gonna wear the wood out if you keep doing that." You said, making her break the pattern of pacing and almost jump out of her skin.

"Fucking hell," Sam stated, pulling the headphone off her ears and letting them rest on her shoulders, "You can't scare people like that, Jesus. I thought you were still at Econ with Tara and Ethan" She added, wiping her face.

"Sorry, decided to come home early." You said, laughing it off, before getting up and walking over to and standing in front of her, "Wait, Sam have you been crying?" You questioned, seriously, placing a hand on her cheek and tilting your head to get a better angle at looking at her bloodshot eyes.

"It's nothing." She replied, avoiding making eye contact with you, fiddling with the seam of her jumper.

"Sam, don't lie to me baby." You mused, grasping her face gently with both of your hands making her look at you. "What happened?" You asked her, looking into her glossy, brown eyes, searching for any trace of doubt or hurt.

"I just- I," She stuttered, trying to think of an excuse, but seeing the sincere look on your face, made her realise she couldn't lie to you, "I was with the counsellor and we were talking about Woodsboro and about everything that happened in the house and about Richie, and I told him what happened, how I- how I killed him, how if I didn't I would've died, you would've died, how we all would've. And he got all bitchy about me being just like my dad and how I'm a sorry excuse for a human, just being a massive asshole. So I cursed him out, shouted at him, called him every name under the sun, and left." She explained.

You didn't know what to say, there's no way somebody could professionally talk to someone like that.

"I mean he's right though," Sam stated, breaking away from the soft hold you had on her, taking off her jumper and discarding it on the floor before turning back to you, catching a glimpse of her chest were her top had ridden up, in the mirror in your room walking over to it, "I mean look, I'm a monster." She added, keeping her t shirt held up half way, tracing over the scars where she had been stabbed just over a year ago, tearing up at the sight of how horrific she looked.

Picturing her blood dripping down her stomach and hands, with her dark grey tank top stained with Richie's blood, looking as fresh as it did the day she saw it in an evidence bag when she climbed into the ambulance with you and Tara.

"No, no Sam," You started, walking up behind her and resting your head on her shoulder, wrapping your hands around her waist, rubbing light circles into her hips. "You are many things, but you are not a monster. The scars you have, they aren't meant to be hidden, they're meant to be shown, shown to all the fuckers out there that think horrible things about you, not knowing a single thing you've been through, that you're a fighter, that you survived. Not many people can do that, not many people can say they went through all of that shit and came out the other side." You added, kissing the crook of her neck.

Noticing her gaze was still focused on the scar peaking out of the bottom of her shirt, and tears starting to pour down her cheeks, you moved around to stand in front of her.

"Hey, look at me baby," You stated, grasping the hand she had holding up her shirt in your right hand gently, and wiping the tears away with your left. "What can I do?" You asked, making sure she's looking at you.

"I want them to go away." Sam choked, indicating to her scars.

"I know you do, I know you do." You repeated, hugging her tightly, before sitting her down on the end of your bed "Can you take some deep breaths for me, darling?"

"Yeah, I can try." Sam replied, breathing in and out slowly, trying to calm herself down to stop herself from crying more.

"I can't make them go away, but I can make you feel better about them." You said, as Sam gave you a questioning look, before she could get any words out to ask you what you meant, you kissed her deeply.

"Do you trust me?" You asked as she broke from the kiss. She nodded.

"Then trust me and relax." You stated, pushing her back gently.

As Sam felt her back hit the mattress, causing her to yelp slightly.

"You okay?" You asked, towering over her stomach.

"Yeah just caught me by surprise, that's all." She replied.

"Okay, am I good to keep going?" You questioned.

"Yeah, it's fine. Do what you were doing, I don't mind." Sam spoke.

You nodded in acknowledgement, before moving up to her face and beginning to plant kisses on it, on her jaw and down to her neck, sucking light hickeys on it, before your mouth travelled down to the strap of her tank top, moving it to the side, starting to kiss along her shoulders, left to right, right to left, and back again.

After repeating this several times, your hand moved to lift her tank top up to where her bra ended, before your mouth moved to her sternum, kissing up and down it, causing her to moan your name softly and shiver slightly.

Moving yourself down to the end of the bed, kneeling in front of Sam's legs and resting your hands on her hips, made her tense up, suddenly getting insecure again unsure of what to do.

Sensing this, you moved your hands to her stomach, starting to gently trace your hands over it, to somehow communicate with her and reassure her that it was okay. You continued this for a little, until she relaxed a lot more.

This was when you continued the kissing trail down her body, and started kissing over her stomach, taking extra care and kissing them longer when your lips lingered over her scar.

This made both her hands go to the back of your head, entangling her fingers in your hair, tugging on it firmly when she felt good, whimpering occasionally, in between moaning your name softly.

"That's all you needed baby? Just needed me to make you feel better?" You asked, suggestively.

"That's all I needed- all I needed- to feel better." Sam replied, panting lightly, while scratching the top of your back lightly.

"You're so fucking perfect, Sammy." You stated, teasingly tracing your hands over her thighs, causing her to buck her hips up and moan loudly.

"Not now baby," You said, resting your hands firmly on her thighs, "Maybe later, but for now we are watching movies and cuddling." You said, standing up and planting a kiss on her forehead.

"Okay," Sam sighed, grumbling a little, "As long as we've got popcorn, cause if we don't I'm not watching." She added.

"Who do you think I am? What psycho doesn't eat popcorn when they watch movies?" You questioned, walking toward the kitchen to get snacks before turning around when you heard Sam giggling, to see her with her hands covering her face.

"I'm glad you're my happy girl again Sam." You stated, looking at her with heart eyes.

"Me too," Sam replied, "But that doesn't mean I don't still need to be made to feel better late." The brunette added, seriously, sitting up and pointing at you.

"I'm counting on it." You answered, walking out the room to get snacks.

*****

Wow okay, disclaimer my first time writing anything remotely smutty so don't judge me if it's absolutely shit, but yeah I'm gonna go bleach my eyes (for legal reasons, that's a joke).

Hope you enjoyed reading, I guess, and yeah see you in the next one.

-Harlow

[great-gronkamorka]

the fact that melissa mccall was able to reach inside a brain and identify by touch alone that a teeny tiny pituitary gland was missing is insane actually. give her a raise

[apollos-boyfriend]

oh….. forever’s chat is talking about festa junina and now i can’t stop thinking about them actually holding one…… brazilian ccs if you can hear me please please please i would do anything for this

[artisticdysfunction]

agradezco que ahora tengamos un poco de esperanza en nuestras vidas. a pesar de lo que piensen algunas personas raras.

[bicheetopuff]

I have the open mind to be proven wrong, but i am not worried over the possibility of Iz/och just being confirmed canon. The story itself has made it pretty clear that these two are not a thing by constantly stopping any kind of romantic activity between them, even by coincidence (the mall scene, the ending scene, etc.) and i think if they were to pick it now it would be a really hard thing to sell.

Also we had the novels, TUMs and four movies already, maybe there will be more in the future, and they haven't developed anything either. At one point i just accepted that they were more worried with other things. Unless Hori decides to pull a JKR that is.

Yeah I agree, I’m not really worried about it. The only way I can see it happening is if bones does something with it to make more money from cishet shonen bros, but I can’t even really see that happening. The animanga industry seems pretty self aware that fujoshis buy the most merchandise. Because of that, animation studios and publishing companies have been marketing their main boys from their more popular series together for decades.

The light novels and TUMs are like the perfect opportunities to add content for izuocha and yet they still just don’t bother. I think Ochako’s crush gets mentioned in the light novels a total of two times out of the 6 volumes that are released. And in the TUMs I don’t think they bring it up at all. Ironically, the OVAs and the movies bring it up the most despite having less time for it and the way they do it kind of makes me mad cuz bones kind of likes to throw their characterizations out the window.

Like in the first movie, it’s just Ochako being really jealous for a solid minute. In the second, they hurt her and had Deku save her and say “you’ll pay for that” which lowkey feels insulting towards horikoshi since he went out of his way to make it so Ochako never has to be damseled like that. And then in the OVAs, that one scene where bones makes it really awkward for them to be in the abandoned mall by themselves? It just felt off cuz they’ve been fine being alone in the past?? And then other than that, it’s just awkwardly placed filler scenes in the anime.

If you’ve followed me for a while, you know I’m not the biggest fan of the non-canon content that bones produces, and honestly the butchering and disrespect towards Ochako’s character is one of the main reasons why. They just go right back to putting her into the misogynistic stereotype that shonen girls are always put into and it makes me wanna fight god

[iheartpeppino]

I said yes. And yes, that is a real engagement ring. I am the queen of cringe, but I have never been happier.

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

.....Has Spider lived on Pandora longer than Jake????

[reigningprinceofithaca]

hey lil meow meow

MEOW MEOW???

[blood-and-pizza]

At first I was like,

"I can't be a fan of the Daycare Attendant, Sun is kinda annoying, Moon is very creepy, why are so many people obsessed with this animatronic?"

But then I was like,

"Oh, that's actually pretty good fanfiction of them. Okay, I think I'm starting to see the appeal."

And then I was like,

"MUST SEARCH TWO DIFFERENT GAMESTOP LOCATIONS FOR SUN AND MOON PLUSHIES AND THEN END UP BUYING THEM FROM GAMESTOP'S WEBSITE ONLY FOR MY PACKAGE TO GET LOST AND CAUSE ME ANXIETY BECAUSE FED EX SUCKS!"

And now I'm like,

"Sun and Moon? Yeah, I'm a fan." *wears a shirt of the two of them from Hot Topic as pajamas* "Eclipse has my heart, though."

I'm still perplexed by how this pipeline went.

[astuteobservations]

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THAT IS A WRAPPPP

[ambafaerie]

Hollywood will embrace abusers, rapists, and racists and only give them a slap on the wrist then welcome them back when the public learns of their crimes but are quick to fire and blacklist people like Melissa Barrera and Susan Sarandon and paint them as antisemitic for being Pro - Palestine and against genocide.

[greetingsfromuranus]

The Eds meet the main Home Movies trio how would it go