#Police Captian

[mannytoodope]

Captian:(reading)"Long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to light.”

Somerset: It’s from Milton.Paradise Lost.

Captian: All right, I’m confused.

Somerset: It means that this is beginning. This was found behind the same refrigerator. It was written in grease. There are seven deadly sins, Captain: gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, pride, lust…

[PHONE RINGING]

…and envy.Seven.

Captian:Hold on. This is not even my desk.

Somerset:You can expect five more of these.

[starysky1289]

Captian!Vanessa X Rookie!Reader. City Patrol

“ Alright, Alright. Settle down. Johanna, David, Andrew, you three will be driving through the eastern side of town. Mike, Steven, Henry, you’ll take the western side. Every one else is on active standby. Dismissed. “

Vanessas voice boomed through the meeting room, her gaze meet yours as you began to pack up for standby.

“ YN. Can I have a word? “

“ yes, Of course Captian. “

You waited for everyone to file out, and you approached Vanessa. You gave her a gentle smile, and she returned it.

“I was wondering if you’d like to accompany me on a patrol though the city. Write tickets, investigate sights, whatever the day gives us. “

“ oh! Captain I’d be honored! “

She smirked, heading towards the door.

“ get your gear, meet me by the car. “

“ yes captain. “

She nodded, and walked away. You hurried to your locker, grabbing your utilitys. Then you tossed on your jacket, the jacket she had given you.

You rushed to meet the by her car. She had an older model, but it still ran just as good as any other corvette.

“ ready rookie? “

“ yes captain. “

You both stepped into the car, buckling up. You watched Vanessa mess with some of the panel buttons, before watching her click off her body camera.

“ turn your body cam off yn, it messes with my radio. “

“ oh- yes captain. “

You clicked your camera off, and with that Vanessa drove off. The snow blew hard against the car, as Vanessa clicked the heat on.

“ tell me yn…why did you want to become a police officer. Pretty face like yours…could have been a model easy. Why waist away here. “

“ because I wanted to make a difference. To bring positive influence to my community. “

“ that’s what they all say…”

Vanessa muttered, her gaze focused ahead. You twiddled your thumbs, glancing away. Did you upset her? Was she in a bad mood.

“ here, let’s get a drink. “

When the two of you got to the city, Vanessa pull the car over. You looked up to see a Starbucks. Vanessa stepped out and walked over to open your door.

“ oh my, t-thank you captain. “

“ shh..so formal yn…you know you can just call me Vanessa~ “

“ w-well…thank you, Vanessa “

She smirked, as the two of you walked towards the door. Vanessa opened it for you and followed after you to the counter. She ordered first.

“ morning, I’ll have a venti signature dark roast. Yn what do you want, I’ll pay. “

“ oh no Vanessa i- “

“ cmon, I insist. “

You blushed, stepping closer to the counter.

“ I’ll have a venti dark roast aswell, but with 5 pumps of vanilla. “

“ oh, and two buttered croissants. “

“ Captian please that’s too much. “

She only smiled at you, swiping her card through the reader. The two of you shuffled to the pickup counter and waited. Vanessa was so sweet, when she talked her voice was heavy, but still soft. She made you feel so warm…so comforting. And this peace was perfect, until there was a crashing through the doors.

“ PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND EMPTY YOUR POCKETS. THIS IS A ROBBERY- “

The masked criminal froze when he saw the two of you. You tried your best to remain professional, but Vanessa burst out laughing.

“ did you not see the cop car outside?? Moron. Drop the gun, hands behind your back. “

“ Step closer pig! I’ll blow your brains! “

The criminal raised his gun to Vanessa’s face, and in a second you both pulled out your guns.

“ I can shoot faster than you can think. Drop the gun. Now. “

The criminal hesitated, before dropping the gun. You quickly rushed to him and put him in cuff, instantly reading Miranda rights out. Vanessa called for back up to take the guy away.

“ we’re gonna put this guy away, can you hold into our order? Thank you “

Vanessa tipped the barista, before carefully taking the gun from the ground, carrying it outside.

“ good one YN. Backup should be here to take him away any minute now. “

“ thank you captain. “

Vanessa nodded, and the two of you waited only a moment more, and the car pulled up. They took him and the gun away, leaving you two.

“ you get in the car, I’ll get our drinks. “

Vanessa walked back into the Starbucks, and you settled into the car. She came back a few moments later, sitting in the drivers seat and handing you your drink and croissant.

“ enjoy dear. Let’s go. “

Vanessa started the car, and drove off. The way the lights bounce off the snowy side walks looked like heaven, and the warm presence of Vanessa made everything seem…perfect.

Vanessa suddenly turned into a one way street. It was off the usual patrol route. You glanced around, your stomach fluttered but you trusted Vanessa. She backed down an ally, and parked the car, leaning back in her seat.

The two of you quietly drank and ate, before Vanessa finally broke the silence.

“ so…you’ve got a girl at home yn? “

“ huh- o-oh! No n-no I don’t….”

“ really? Thought the girls would be chasing you down…a smart, pretty, strong, gorgeous girl like you….id be Chasing you if i could~ “

You blushed, burying your face in your hands. You felt Vanessa’s hands gently pry them off your face. Her gentle eyes stared right into yours.

“ the cameras don’t affect the radio at all, do they~? “

“ not at all rookie, no they do not~ “

And with that she pulled you into a kiss, you gave in, pressing against her. Her tongue pressed against your lips, as if asking for entrance, and you happily let them in.

“ a-ah…Vanessa…what about the c-cars camera….”

“ i deactivated it. Im captain, I know how to work my car~ “

The two of you continued your make out sessions, Vanessa’s hands dragged across your body before she pulled back and chuckled.

“ go in the back, I wanna try something~ “

You giggled, quickly stepping out into the cold and back into the back. Vanessa sat down first, then pulled you onto her lap. The two of you continued your make out, Vanessa’s hands trailing up your back and cupping your clothed breasts.

“ fuck….i want you yn…i fucking want you- “

“Captian, come in. We’re having an issue with the system, can you come check it out? “

Vanessa’s radio on her chest buzzed, as she picked it yo and answered it snappily.

“ yeah yeah I’m coming. Give me a few…”

Vanessa turned off the radio, sighing and looking back to you.

“fucking morons….we have to go back, I need to teach them how to do there job “

“ but we were just having fun Vanessa…”

“ I know, I know. But…maybe I can take you on a date sometime soon? And we can make out some more then~ “

“ I-I’d love that Vanessa~! “

The two of you pressed your heads together, kissing one last time before stepping out of the car, and back into the front seats.

Vanessa started the car, and the two of you drove off. As she drove, your mind wandered. How muscular her build her, how strong she is…before you landed on another thought.

“ Vanessa…”

“ yeah baby? “

“ isn’t this…wrong. Us having a…relationship….”

Vanessa stiffened, like she had been avoiding the question. She sipped her coffee again before turning down the street.

“ yeah…it’s risky for both of us…but I..I don’t wanna ignore this YN…”

Vanessa placed a hand on your thigh, as you gently placed your hand ontop of hers.

“ I think,….we could try to make this work…and if it doesn’t then it doesn’t….but I want this…”

You smiled at her vulnerability. You picked up her hand and kissed it gently, interlacing your fingers in hers.

“ I think…I want this too…I wanna make this work. “

The two of you smiled, keeping hands held for the rest of the drive to the police station. As you pulled into the garage, Vanessa stepped out and opened the door for you again.

“ so polite Captain “

“ of course. Anything for you~ “

You chuckled, walking back into the station. Vanessa went the own way to help the others, and you turned to your locker to look at your phone quickly. You’ve never felt so…so seen. So wanted. You’d do anything and everything to make this work.

You…loved her.

[fairy-writes]

Uuuu i just saw the new event, im soo excited for it!!! Can i ask for “Can you please come and get me?” with Narumi Gen please?

COME AND GET ME

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Prompt: “Can you please come and get me?”

Fandom(s): Kaiju No. 8

Pairing(s): Narumi Gen x Reader

Word Count: 0.9k

Genre(s)/Tag(s): Gender Neutral!Reader, Angst, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Drugs, Hospitals

Notes: I love writing Narumi's serious side, so that’s my excuse if this is OOC.

*TRIGGER WARNING FOR NON-CONSENSUAL DRUG USE* (the reader gets roofied)

*TRIGGER WARNING FOR MENTIONS OF RAPE AS WELL*

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Narumi Gen got the call somewhere around midnight. 

He had been gaming (because, of course, he was), waiting for you to return home from a night out with your division. You had just been promoted to platoon leader in your division, so a celebratory night out with your teammates and comrades was in order. 

At least, that was the plan. 

Gen’s phone ringing caught him off guard. With a frown, he scooped up the device and cradled it between his shoulder and his ear as he continued to play. He didn’t even look at who was calling. 

“Hello?” He grumbled into the receiver and heard a sniffle. 

That gets him to sit up straight. He knew this sound. Because while it hurt him deeply, he had made you cry before. It wasn’t a sound that he’d forget easily. 

He says your name once, twice, and is halfway through your name a third time when you speak.

“Can you please come and get me?” You all but whimper, and he drops his controller onto the coffee table, slipping his shoes on at the front door before you speak again. He ignores the “GAME OVER” call from the television and barely remembers his keys to lock the front door before shutting it. 

“Where are you?” He asks and can hear that something is wrong as you try to reply. 

He can’t make any sense of what you’re saying. It’s slurred, and the end of your sentences trail off as you try and explain where you are. 

However, eventually, Gen can hear one of your team members take over. 

“Captain Narumi?” The voice is young, much like you. And if he had to guess, this was your team member, Miu. Her voice is light like a feather, but he can hear the concern colored thick in her voice. 

“Where are they?” He demands and can practically hear Miu flinch.

“Tokyo General Hospital.” She says quickly, and despite every kaiju he’s ever faced, this is what gets his body to go cold. 

“Why?” 

“I think they were drugged.” 

It was then that his heart felt like it stopped.

Gen makes it to Tokyo General Hospital in record time. Breaking a few traffic laws here and there, but that didn’t matter. 

But when he finally makes it to your hospital room, he’s met by a police officer. 

“Captian Narumi! What brings you here?” The officer asks, clearly confused to see the First Division captain. Gen scowls and peeks his gaze into where you’re waiting. He can see you dressed in a hospital gown and hooked up to an IV. 

“I’m their partner. What happened?” He says, and the officer hooks his thumbs in the loops of his belt. 

“We believe they were drugged. Officer Miu called the emergency line after your partner passed out in the bar restroom. We’re still waiting on a blood test to see what drugs specifically are in their system. We’re checking video footage, but it’ll take time.” 

Quick. 

To the point. 

Cold.

Gen grinds his teeth and hunches his shoulders. 

“Were they raped?” The words are hot on his tongue, and he fights to keep his temper under control. The officer shrugs, 

“The sexual assault nurse examiner did a rape test. Nothing has been ruled out as of yet.”

It’s then that Miu steps out of the hospital room and spots Gen. She’s dressed in all black, glitter decorating her cheekbones, and her eye makeup is all dramatic. But her mascara is smudged, and her eyes are red-rimmed and puffy. She wiped a tear away and made her way over. 

“Captain Narumi.” She says but clearly doesn’t have it in her to salute. Gen doesn’t care either way. 

“How are they?” He asks, his voice cracking in the middle. Miu dabs at her makeup with a handkerchief. 

“Better now that they’re getting fluids. They—They’re pretty shaken up.” She says quietly and clenches her fists. “I’m sorry. For not being there. I left them alone for two seconds and—”

“Oi.” He cuts her off, and she looks up, shocked. He rubs his forehead, eventually pinching the bridge of his nose where a headache is starting to form. 

“Sir?” Miu asks, and he lets out a sigh. 

“Don’t blame yourself. You called emergency services and got them help. That’s all I could ask of you.” He says, and before she can break down in tears (probably for the umpteenth time that night), steps inside your hospital room. 

Your eyes meet his within milliseconds. 

“Gen. You came.” You whimper, and he feels the dam inside him crack. 

Why hadn’t he gone with you? 

How could he have been so stupid?

“‘Course I did. How are you feeling?” He says, slumping into the chair beside your bed. You’re sat cross-legged, picking at the IV in your hand, avoiding his gaze. 

“Really stupid. Violated.” You say, and he frowns. 

“Why stupid?” He asks, and you explode. 

“Because I let this happen to me! I’m supposed to be strong and brave, and I’m neither of those things!” You shout, and he winces at the sudden noise. Your face instantly falls in shame, and you look away again. “Sorry.” You mumble, and he huffs, 

“Don’t be. It’s good to get it out of your system rather than bottle it up.” He says, but you don’t say anything until the nurse comes in. 

“Can I go home?” You ask him when the nurse is finished and about to leave. He nods. 

“If that’s what you want.” He replies, and you nod vigorously before wiping your nose. 

“I want to get out of here.” You whisper, and he can’t help but feel like you are still too shaken to be taken home. But he knows the alternative is you argue until he relents. 

So he takes you home. 

[girlactionfigure]

THURSDAY HERO: Johan Weidner 

Johan “Jean” Weidner was a Dutch businessman who created an extensive underground rescue network and saved the lives of 800 Jews and 112 downed Allied aviators.

Born in Brussels in 1912 to Dutch parents, Jean grew up in Switzerland in a devout Seventh-Day Adventist home. His father, a minister who taught Greek and Latin at a church seminary, wanted Jean to become a clergyman but instead he decided to go into business. He moved to Paris in 1935 and started an import-export textile firm.

When the Germans occupied Paris in 1940 Jean dropped everything and fled to Lyon in unoccupied France. He had to abandon his company, so he started a new one in Lyon.

In 1941, as the situation for Jews and other enemies of the Nazi war machine grew more dire, Jean took action. He created an underground network secretly run out of his textile factory. To facilitate escape to Switzerland, Jean opened a second branch of his business in Annecy, near the Swiss border. The route was dotted with safe houses and locals sympathetic to the Resistance who sheltered the refugees and helped them cross the border.

Known as Dutch-Paris, the network Jean created became one of the most effective resistance groups during war. Also called “the Swiss Way,” the network’s mission was to rescue people targeted by the Nazis by hiding them until they could help them escape to a neutral country.

Jean was leader of 330 men, women and teenagers working clandestinely in occupied countries of Western Europe as well as in Switzerland.

Dutch-Paris was constantly in need of funds to support their extensive activities, and Jean made a deal with the Dutch ambassador to Switzerland. The Dutch government-in-exile in London would fund the rescue operations if Jean 1) expanded the escape route to reach all the way to Spain and 2) used the route to convey intelligence on microfilm between Dutch resistance groups. Jean agreed to the terms and the expanded network began operating in November 1943.

In January of 1944 they began rescuing downed Allied aviators, an especially dangerous operation because it attracted the attention of German military intelligence officers. In only a month they saved over 112 pilots before tragedy struck. In February 1944, a young Dutch woman working as a courier was arrested by the French police and turned over to the Gestapo. They tortured her physically and psychologically, and threatened her family. She cracked under pressure and gave up names of her colleagues colleagues in the Dutch-Paris network.

Germans started arresting members of Dutch-Paris, including Jean’s sister Gabrielle. Over the next few months, many of the rescuers were sent to concentration camps, where at least forty of them were murdered. Gabrielle survived until liberation by the Russians, but she was so malnourished that she died days later.

Jean was able to escape capture long enough to rebuild networks and continue his rescue operations. In Toulouse he was arrested by the French police, but he escaped before they were able to transfer him to the Germans.

France was liberated in November 1944 and Jean was invited to London by Queen Wilhemina to inform her about the Dutch-Paris route, and the situation for Dutch civilians in areas occupied by the Germans. He was made a Captian in the Dutch Armed Forces but after the war he was let go by the Dutch government for not being a professional policeman. Jean returned to his textile business, and in 1955 emigrated to the United States where he and his wife operated a chain of health food stores for several decades.

He received multiple awards for his wartime heroism including the US Medal of Freedom, the Croix de Guerre and the Legion d’honneur. He was honored as Righteous Among the Nations by Israeli Holocaust Memorial Yad Vashem, and a grove of trees was planted in his name. In 1993, at the opening of the United States Holocaust Museum in Washington DC, he was one of seven people chosen to light candles honoring rescuers.

Jean Weidner died in 1994 in Southern California. Abraham Foxman, then National Director of the ADL said, “John Weidner lived his entire life giving back… Until his death, he lived a life of selflessness and service, working tirelessly to make the world a better place.”

For creating an underground escape route for victims of the Nazis, and saving hundreds of lives, we honor Jean Weidner as this week’s Thursday Hero.

[rockermybuddie]

Finally watched the second episode of 911 so heres my take on it!

1)Everyone in their meridith Grey and Christina era having a dance party while Buck was just standing there like “are they serious?” Haha loved that

Everyone: 💃🏼🕺🏼💃🏼🕺🏼💃🏼

Buck: 🧍🏼‍♂️

2) Jenkins telling Athena hes not taking the plea deal with out her grace. Man you made her basically be on that plane for no reason broooo

3)Eddie is FINEEEE in this season.

He obv fine in the others one but this season gah damn bby

4)Jem is such an adorable little boy helping Athena fly the plane

5)How has Athenas police Captian not know that shes in a plane collision?

6) Everyone thought Tommy was going to help Athena land the plane haha. He flys helicopters not planes guys.

7)I wonder what Athena is gonna do with Jenkins.

8) Co-pilot wakes up and gets everyones hopes and dreams up just to have a heart attack after. Poor dude.

9) Athena honey, land the plane you got it

10) Sad that we didnt get Tevan scene :( hopefully next episode

[mybadlywrittenstories]

Two Different Worlds (Jasper Hale Fanfic)

A/N: Hey guys it has been FOREVER since I wrote fanfic and I completely forgot my old Tumblr stories, but I am back at it fellas, please feel free to give any feedback just please be respectful. Also I prefer writing using my OCs instead of using y/n stuff)

Word Count: 2,022

The gentle drumming of raindrops melodically dropping onto the windshield lulled me into a peaceful half-sleep in the back of my father's police cruiser. I was vaguely aware of the light conversation between my father Charlie and my younger sister Bella.

The awkwardness between those two was palpable in the air, for two people who hardly got along they truly were unbelievably alike. I let their uncomfortable discussion pass me by and focused on the other issues that were running rampant around my mind. The first was the fact that I was halfway through my senior year, and now I had to transfer to a new school. Well, I didn't have to per se, but considering I was still freshly 18 and the only job I held back in Arizona was a retail warehouse job that paid 7.15 an hour-- and I still had to buy my own car and pay for my own college-- I wasn't exactly in a situation to move out on my own back in my sunny home of Pheonix Arizona.

Not that I hated Forks, it was definitely a quaint little town that held a certain charm to it. Truthfully, I don't quite understand my mother Renee's and Bella's pure hatred for this place was, but to each, there own I suppose. I was just disappointed to leave Arizona, so close to graduation, my two friends Liv and Abbi, and my now ex-boyfriend Mark, had to stay back in Arizona.

A throb of pain ripped through my chest and tangled itself around my heart when I thought about Mark, more guilt than grief. We had only been dating casually-- more so for the fun of it than due to any real feelings we had shared-- or so I thought. When I had ended things with him a week before my departure, He revealed he harbored much stronger feelings than I knew. Our breakup was still amicable however, in the end, he agreed long distance was not meant for us-- well more so, me.

I had also promised to call him, Liv, and Abbi, as much as possible and Skype at least twice a week. The guilt-ridden thorns pressing into my heart tightened a bit as I remembered his hopeful expression when I left, Liv later informed me that he was harboring hope that he'd be able to convince me to try long distance with him once I was settled in. It wasn't out of the question I supposed, but I never saw our little 4-month fling lasting longer than the end of senior year-- but who knows where life will take me--

"Cali"

I hope I can at least make some new friends here, even if they only last a short time.

"Cali wake up, Sweetie."

Scratch that-- I hope my sister can make some friends. She's always alone. We lived in Arizona for years and she never made any real friends, that's not healthy. I hope--

"Calliope Swan!"

My father urged, shaking my shoulder gently. My eyes snapped open, my body jerking forward as I took in my surroundings. My father had parked his beat-up cruiser in the driveway of my second home. A sense of nostalgia washed over me unexpectedly, I had very few memories of my time living here but some microscopic part of my brain still recognized this home as my childhood home; I did spend the first 2 years of my life calling this two-story rundown house as my home.

"Sorry," I sighed groggily, "I didn't realize I had fallen asleep."

"It's alright." My dad smiled, his endearing awkward smile, "I already brought in your bags, so why don't you go make yourself at home."

"Aye Aye Captian." I joked, mock-saluting him before I climbed out of the back seat, grabbing my over-stuffed backpack and messenger bag. Charlie showed me up to my room-- completely unnecessary considering I've spent two weeks of my summers and all of my spring breaks here for the past 16 years-- and I had spent the first 2 years of my life living here.

My room was just as I had left it last summer, with the same sage-green walls and dark oak floors. My stormy grey curtains were slid open, the sun illuminating the room to the best of its abilities despite the gloomy weather outside. My full-sized mattress draped in a deep blue cover and covered with small stuffed animals I had collected over the years was shoved into the far left corner in front of one of the two windows. At the foot of my bed was my old wooden storage chest, the small metal latch holding down the lid was the only thing holding back the absurd amount of clutter I knew it contained-- all those distant memories.

The rest of my room was pretty simple but cluttered. A bedside table was tucked next to my bed, and a llama-shaped lamp sat on it with photos and books stacked upon it. On the opposing side of the room was my comfortable but old faded emerald green plush chair, and a matching ottoman. My dresser was overflowing with clothing and I cringed at the idea of having to go through all of them to make space for the new clothing I had brought. The mirror attached to the dresser has polaroids of me and all my friends, from both Forks and Arizona. Directly next to the door was my hooded desk, again more random items, and my ancient computer decorated it. In the final corner was my sauder wooden shelves, stocked full of all my worn-out second-hand books.

I breathed in the sweet-- slightly dewy scent of my room and let out a relaxed sigh. This won't be so bad, this is just as much of my home as Arizona was.

Taking note of my plethora of bags stacked in the corner next to the bookshelves I decided I should probably thank Dad for taking them upstairs for me, There really was a lot of them. However, when I turned around I saw my dad's back as he made his way down the hallways toward Bella's room

Oh well, I'll tell him later.

The rest of the day passed by swiftly and without much incident, other than a very swift visit from the Black family where Charlie had very graciously bought my younger sister her first car. Then, very sheepishly informed me that he'd go 50-50 with me on a used car-- that definitely stung a bit but I could understand. Bella was not the fondest of our dad and it was an obvious way of trying to get her to warm up to living in Forks, and to his credit, it did work. She was practically bouncing with excitement when she explored her new car, little Jacob Black following her around like a puppy while she did.

Jacob Black was adorable and sweet, he'd make a good friend for Bella. She would just have to open up to him, he's a few years younger so she used to gravitate toward his older sisters Rachel and Rebecca although they've both moved away from Washington. Last I heard Rachel was away at college and Rebecca was married to a Samoan Surfer. So Bella would have to make new friends, and the twin's nerdy little brother looked like he would do; he certainly seemed eager enough to befriend her.

Other than that though, the day was mainly uneventful. Charlie ordered some celebratory pizza and wings from a local joint, I made some idle chit-chat with Charlie as we ate, but Bella mainly stayed quiet; Stewing in her self-pity a little more than I would've liked.

I helped Charlie pack up the leftovers for his lunch at work tomorrow, making a suggestive comment that perhaps he should consider eating a more healthy lunch, which was quickly shot down by him.

"I'm as healthy as a horse, Cali. I wouldn't be sheriff if I weren't."

"Okay, Okay, Whatever you say Pops. Just don't want to have to rush you to the ER one day due to a heart attack. I get enough ER time because of Bella."

This elicited a small chuckle from him, "That girl sure is a magnet for trouble isn't she?"

"I don't know where she got the clutz gene from, but I think we single-handedly kept the Pheonix ER in business. It was just a month ago we had to take her in 'cause she burned the crap out of her arm on a tea kettle." I laughed, remembering the look of horror in her eyes when the doctor had to inform her that she needed to keep her arm bandaged up for the next week-- and in that AZ heat that would get rather sweaty and uncomfortable quick.

When I noticed Charlie had gone silent while washing up a few dishes, I looked over at him. His face was pinched up in deep thought and from what I could tell concern. "Hey, you good dad?"

"Huh?" He looked over to me and met my gaze, looking a tad embarrassed he had been caught zoning out, he dried off the last dish in his hand and looked over to me seriously, "Can I ask you a serious question, Cali?" He asked, taking on the voice of a worried father.

"Ya, go ahead."

"Do you think..." He paused and thought for a moment, sorting out whatever thoughts were running around his mind. "I know, me and you are very different people. Everyone always says me and Bella are a lot alike but... I know you. I know you're gonna be okay here even if it wasn't necessarily what you wanted."

I opened my mouth to object, I didn't not want to move to Forks. I just was hesitant due to almost being ready to go off to college. He continued on before I had the chance to interrupt though.

"But Bella, she's so quiet, and I can tell she doesn't want to be here. I hate seeing her so upset... I know I'm not the most fun person to be around and I'm going to try and change that but do you think you could look after her? Let me know how I'm doing... If she is happy? Make sure she's doing okay at school and stuff."

"Of course, Dad. I'll keep an eye out for her." I smiled cautiously. This was the first time in a long time I had seen him this worried; the last time was when I came out to visit one year, and it was the first year Bella had decided not to come to Forks to see him. He talked to me back then, asking if Bella was okay and if he had done something wrong. My heart throbbed when I imagined what it must be like for him, loving a daughter so much and feeling so hopeless; as if nothing he would ever do would be the right thing to do.

"Thank you." He said with a timid smile, we both continued to clean up the kitchen in relative silence. I suspected he was doing a bit more cleaning than he would typically do on account of me and Bella being here-- although Bella had already excused herself up to her room.

Once the Kitchen was practically spotless, I took it as my turn to excuse myself into my bedroom. I finished what I could by unpacking my room, opting to leave all my bathroom supplies in a small basket on my dresser, instead of taking up the limited bathroom space. My new books were put away on my shelf, my make-up on the desk next to my small popup mirror. My shoes were lined up on the wall beside my door. The only thing left to do was go through my clothes and that was a challenge to tackle another day.

As I lay in my bed, listening to the gentle sounds of rain hitting the rooftop, I tried to envision what this new chapter in my life would hold for me; however brief it may be.

[liam-an-siorc]

BBC Ghosts pirate au?? Hmm?? Yes?? 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️???

Note: They are all alive at the same time like how they are as ghosts if you get what I mean

Robin: running away from a bear one day during a storm he runs to the doc and hides inside a ship that's tied up there because the bear is sceard of the water Robin is scared to go back on land after the storm ends because there might be bear so decides to take this ship he lives there for a year stealing from navy ships to survive

Humphrey: same sort of thing his thing with his wife happen but not catholic plot because different era but he gets blamed for it and runs out he runs to the doc and it’s spotted by a pirate going by who is robin, robin decides to help he but Humphrey is injured he has a scar on the back of his neck from this and now has a peg leg but robin helped him and he survived (peg leg and scar trying to represent how it is for him with the head cut off)

Mary: Accused of killing her husband and stealing from the town she’s thrown in jail and is going to be executed but her “friend” Annie breaks her out so they run away and find there way onto robins ship then later when we have more ghosts Annie and her get married !!! It’s one of them gay marriage on pirate ship things yes

Kitty: Polly (if you remember she was mentioned in Kittys death episode) is convinced Eleanore is going to murder kitty for the inheritance to tells kitty this kitty dose not believe her until kitty gets bitten by a non deadly spider and gets lightly poisoned from this Polly thinks this was Eleanore so when kitty wakes she tells her they need to go immediately kittys listens because she’s not fully in her mind and gose with her Polly sees robins boat passing and asked them to take kitty, kitty confused gose on the boat and Polly runs back (yeah i didn’t know how to do that one because kitty would not believe her sister wanted to kill her also ik Eleanore did not kill Kitty but in this it’s what Polly though)

Thomas: Similar thing to kitty he finds out about Francis wanting to kill him and foraging the letters so tried to get out because he was scared he would try again he made his way to the ship with or without Isabell you can chose if you want canon as we can be or happy ness

Fanny: I dont know she finds her husband cheating znd it breaks her mask a following the "ladylike" rules and so she decided fuck it I'm a pirate now I'm going to steal from stupid rich men who think I'm not clever and are less then them because of my gender but she's still quite strict bc can't take her character

The captian: Part of the navy yes ik he dose not like the navy but you understand why yes? So anyway part of navy his love havers leaves for some big battle or something he think he died but he did not but then there gay love is reveled and they run away and join the crew where they have a gaygay homosexual gay pirate wedding like Annie and Mary did to they find them married and stop hiding snd get married themselves I refuse to stick to Canon for the gays so sorry

Pat: I can't think of a way he would ever choose to leave his family so making alot of stuff up so same sort of carry on happens a child injures him badly and he passes out close to shore the kids are lids and afraid so they run off then Pat is found by the crew and they try to help him but the police ofthe time see and try kill them all so then they run with Pat and get away but then police are looking for then so they can't go back there so Pat cant go back bc he will be killed

Julian: Gets drunk ends up on the ship

Mike and Alison don't have anywhere to live they end up on a ship

If they are conterdicting eachother then I'm sorry this was in drafts for ages kept coming back to it and going away and also if its not fully historical accurate I am sorry this is only for fun

[raspberryjars]

across the spider-verse spoilers ahead !!

okay so we all know that the death of a police officer that’s close to spiderman is a canon event right? and we all saw in the movie that when miles asked hobie if he experienced the death of a close police officer happened to him too that hobie nodded right? and we can all see that hobie has blue ladder lacing on his boots right? and even though lace code is dead we can all assume marvel put it there because they’re telling us that hobie killed a police officer right?

well what if hobie didn’t kill a police officer directly? what if in his dimension there was a captian that let him off for things like underage drinking and illegal protests? a captain that was quite close to him and looked out for him? well what if whilst hobie was being spiderpunk there was an accident and this captain died, maybe in a way that hobie could’ve prevented?

what if he didn’t actually kill a police officer but he just feels responsible for the death and therefore believes he killed one?

(i understand that this doesn’t make much sense bc why would he lace his boots to show that but just let me have this angst)

[akookminsupporter]

more on hmlvrart

She has like 300k+ followers on one twitter acct, 200k+ on another (and I'm not sure of the third but i have seen one with 100k+ or maybe not). Has two accounts on Instagram too with some 50k-100k in between followers.

Just like other tk shippers she's deranged too but since she's a art account she doens't post her thoughts on twitter much like other tkkrs or I'm sure she would have joined tkklives and dionysustkk. I remember when the jkk hickey moment dropped from dvd she made a tk art where tae is giving jk a hickey, posted it alongside jkk's hockey clip/picture and captioned it with "what BH shows us" vs "what reality is" meaning the reality is tk that tae gave jk hickey but Bighit is showing us jkk hickey moment she's that delusional and deranged. She did that to make her followers happy and her followers were like "thank you for posting this now I'm feeling bit better cause i was upset since morning because of that jkk shit" and she's like "aww feel better".

She's famous for doing tk por* art where as other anon said tae is always dressed like woman and jk is an possesive, toxic muscular guy. She's most famous for her captain jeon or something au where they're in the military and jk is captian and tae is someone who provides medical help but they fuc* in her au very contradicting to tkkrs' "jkkrs stop romanticing military" cause then why does hmlvrart is having such big platforms?? she's been exposed to many other fandoms too. i remember blinks and other Kpopies making fun of her por* art and dragging armys for it too (it was during tae and Jennie's dating rumours). Almost everyone in the fandom knows her.

She's a jm and jkk and the way she portrays jk she's a jk anti too. remember when solos and Tkkrs were trending tags against jm because of the guy who worked on the song "Filter" ?? Yeah so they were dragging jm into it with misleading korean tags and this bitch was one of them she was also using it asking her followers to do the same.

i wish i could link her from report account but i don't use twitter or Cause all of this is there on report accounts itself.

So basically she's another big followers cult member who feeds delusion of her followers.

That's why i said tkkrs are funny for saying "jkkrs stop romanticing military" but has given one of the biggest following to this bitch who writes military por* and that's why tkkrs are so mad cause they have this fantasy of militry tk in their head injected by their leaders but since it's not jk with tae who they wanted they're just making up theories and lies on daily. Just yesterday they were making tweets like "both tae and jk's lips are swollen" and had thousands of likes on such tweets and as usual armys are no Where to be found and neither are the tkkrs to love policing jkkrs.

🤯🤯😱

[tma-thoughts]

(Atsv spoilers)

What ive been thinking about is that contrary to miguels thinking, a canon event does not have to result in a death. The event is not about the death, its what the death makes the spider person realize.

The way ive been thinking about this is that there are 3 canon events (other than getting the spider powers). The first is the uncle ben death, which makes the spider person realize that with great power comes great responsibility. The second is the captian stacy death, which makes them realize that even though they have this great power, theyre still only human and cant save everyone. The third is the gwen stacy death, which happens as a direct result of the spider person being a hero.

Whats important in these deaths is not the fact that the person died, but what mental space the death pushes the spider person into and how it makes them mature. At the first, theyre still naive, but by the third, theyre a mature hero.

Miles has already had his first canon event with uncle aaron. Now he's on to the second, which is typically a police captian, meaning the death has to be his father. However, even if miles' dad doesnt die, it will still work as his canon event because hes had to grapple with the fact that he cant save everyone in anticipation of his dad dying. Same with gwen. Arguably, same with pavitr.

So in my mind, miguels theory isnt exactly wrong, but focusing on the wrong part.

[justmaghookit]

-AHEM, COUGH, HACK, AHEM-

Right from twitter.

"#BREAKING. Police will allege Sam Kerr called an officer "Stupid white bastard" after the Matlida's captian was charged with intentionally causing racially aggravated harassment, the sun reports #6NewsAu"

I have to say with an absolutely fantastic picture of Sam, she looks great! Also what the fuck is "racially aggravated harassment"

i bet the fucking pig deserved to be called a stupid white bastard

by the way, this happened in Britain

[emeraldthelynx]

Prompts Anyone?

So, I used to jot down random ideas I had in a notebook. I still try to do that, but now they exist moreso in my 'Writer's Junk' folder in the form of 'prompts.' Sometimes they are an actual prompt for an idea that I don't have a plot for, or sometimes it's just a reminder for me to remember what on Earth this idea was supposed to be. I've kept some of the prompts that have actually spiraled into full ideas, ones that are too confusing, and ones that I'm a little embarrased to share, but otherwise, here's a list of 'prompts' for anybody to use for any idea. (Mostly Megaman prompts, some Sonic, some FMA, and just a sprinkle of Zelda and Pokemon.) (They're also completely unedited, so there's some random typos here and there.)

-What if Link and Zelda had a kid and named him Zero?

-Lan is a Zorua

-Ad-liberation- In which Tomahawkman is the only one out of the loop concerning Dark Megaman and Liberation Missions

-In which Omega-Xis is turned into a human and has amnesia

-A world where Navis are the masters, and while humans are not mistreated, they have to do whatever the Navis tell them to

-Sonic story based off 'Be Somewhere'

-Lan and Chaud accidentally get the wrong Navis

-Reality altering device that looks like a butterfly and Lan (at first) is the only one who realizes the 'butterfly effect.'

-Hyrule Needs a Hero, and Sonic Just So Happens To Be One (amnesia included.)

-'Bad Ending' thing where Giro has 'died' but Model O saves him, but at the cost of Giro becoming completely dependant on the deranged Biometal

-Cross Fusion requires a bond, right? Chaud doesn't have the right kind with Protoman, so he's going to work on becoming the best friend he can be. Protoman is worried for his NetOp's health and safety.

-Copy X gets blasted to the BN with a disability, gets adopted by Tadashi, and Lan is unsure if Copy is his uncle or his brother.

-Copy X turns out sweet and innocent. Harpuia is yeeted to the throne, and the others have to deal with 'Mini X'

-Legend of Zelda/ Star Force crossover

-Geo and Lan are in the wrong time periods. Have the opposite partner

-X is holding Megaman's PET (I really don't know where this would go) (Let's try it anyways)

-Cyber Elf X except he's Hub

-Linked Universe but it's Mega Man

-Duo restores earth (animeverse) but at the cost of the CF members having to go with him throughout the galaxy, to 'find the light' on other planets. (So in other words, the captian has a crew that has to convince him not to blow up every planet he comes across.)

-Legends Arcues Zorua twins

-Pokemon except it's in the world of Mega Man Legends. Ash is a purifier unit, but of course has no clue and wants to go on a journey. Misty's got a boat, Brock's doing his Breeder thing, and it's basically Pokemon except in the year 80XX

-Sonic Prime but it's the characters' actual personalities

-Trill shows up in the anime dimension about 6 years too early, and it takes the entirety of EXE, Axess, and Stream before anybody really figures things out. (Trill is also human, sorta)

-If Sonic was a 'teen' anime that worked like an anime/manga and not a game or comic (bits of inspiration from those really cool 'sonic anime openings' plot wise)

-In a world where viruses materialize in reality, and humans with illnessness and disibility are given NetNavi powers to fight back, there is one duo is just a bit stranger than most. Hub Hikari is the youngest human to have ever been given Navi powers,

-Megaman suddenly got the feeling that Lt. Hawkeye was just as good a shot as Searchman was. And that was honestly terrifying. (Now that's a prompt.)

-FMA modern AU and Al's a cell phone. (And Team Mustang is a police precinct)

-BotW/FMA

-In which some humans ended up on the Net, but not all of them

[starysky1289]

HII SO QUEDTION WOULD POLICE CAPTIAN VANESSASA HAVE LIKE HER YN BE A PILLOW PRINCESSS

This ask made me realize I’ve wrote one fic where y/n is the top. I have another one my drafts but damn.

Yeah I can see this, I can see Captian!Vanessa as a stone top and y/n as a pillow princess.

[fangirlingatstuff]

The Spiderverse x epic fanfic I'm writing has made a list of ideas in my head:

So we know Tara is Y/n's canon event right? Makes sense, and Ronin's clearly the police captian that has to die thats close to Spider-Man but this is where I came up with too many ideas

Idea A: Ronin doesnt Know Spiderman, Miguel does: Miguel is somewhat like a police captian by the idea of leader of authority he runs spider society, Ronin's not Y/n's canon event. Miguel is, he's the authority figure thats gotten close with Y/n- Spiderman.

Idea B: Ronin's Y/n's canon event and she knows it, some thing like Mile's situation, and when they show the whole "loss people" scene when explainin the idea of Canon, it shoots to Y/n, who's over Ronin's body: its already happened. How? That doesn't make sense what so ever? Right? No, it makes sense. She's known as a dimension hopper. It's part of her specific canon (starts with spider into the spiderverse when all the spidermans get stuck together yada yada she then goes to work with nature magic bs and science bs to make it across dimensions). But as Ronin argues it's already happened another spider steps out and is all like "no. It wasnt her canon event...it was mine." And there stands mf TARA from another universe. And guess what? SHE AGREES, Ronin has to go.

Idea C: Spot kills Tara, he's actually friends with Y/n from when she was shot into Mile's dimension. He takes her in, helps her recouppiorate her head. She hides that shes Spiderman of course. The collider goes off; Y/n goes after spot, but it sucked back into her dimension. They meet again only when spot kills tara and he's not realizing the grave mistake he's made He's not registering that Y/n's spiderman, but Y/n's register he killed Tara her mother. It's only when Y/n says it in anger does he start to register what he did. Y/n get's mad, just from her anger she brings down a tree, Spot's to quick to retreat. Miguel figures he could use this to solidify her as his daughter and uses her mental breakdown/physiological break against Ronin. Who's trying to be her father still but is an authority figure: so he kicks the bucket and Y/n's finally left to shreds, she get spot, but she'l hang up her suit afterwards, no more spiderman no more spider society, she just wants to be like her dad and help her people.

👀👀👀

All of them. At the same time.

This is amazing! Miguel and y/n angst and manipulation? Perfect! Maybe Y/n slowly figures out how Miguel and the spider society are sort of trying to manipulate her and she snaps? I’d love to see her getting into a fight with Miguel 👀👀

The boggans on the sidelines just like: …Wtf is going on????

Spiderwoman Tara is such a big brain idea oh my lord 😭😭 like she isnt already super badass, now we give her spiderperson powers? There’s no stopping her

[ninjastormhawkkat]

The Fall of Fair City - Chapter 3

"Guy must still have a deep appreciation for art." Two Brains mused quietly to himself. He really didn't need the visual images as a guide that much since he knew what most of the gadgets looked like by the verbal descriptions. It was a great aid for his henchmen though. Silence filled the room the villains were raiding, only the sound of metal clanking and boxes being shifted around could be heard inside. "Hey Dr. Two Brains, can I ask you something?" The Learnerer spoke aloud, interrupting the quiet. Two Brains rolled his eyes and gave the man a shrug that meant 'sure, whatever.' "So how did you know about the code to get into this place? I had tech ready to access the place, but you already knew how to get in without settinging off the alarms. I'm grateful for the assistance but still I'm perplexeded." Dr. Two Brains flinched for a bit, trying to figure out how to answer the question. "I used to work here as a researcher before I became a villain. I'm just as surprised as you that they hadn't change the passcode since I last worked here about 4 years ago." Two Brains casually answered, hoping the Learnerer would accept it and stop bugging him. It sadly didn't work. "You quit your job after you became a villain?" The Learnerer asked, sounding surprised. Dr. Two Brains became annoyed. "Yeah well not all of the villains have civilian jobs. You shouldn't sound so surprised." "I'm askinging you that because Fair City's laws even let villains work regular jobs despite their crimes except in city hall or at the banks. Besides, don't you have a kid that you need a job to support?" Two Brains stopped in his tracks and turned his head towards the Learnerer, a hardened, angry glare formed on his face. The henchmen froze in their tracks, knowing full well that trouble is coming. "1. I have tenure from teaching and patents so Becky is well supported. 2. Stay out of personal business that is not yours to deal with or so help me I will turn your suit into goopy stinky cheese! Got it?" The Learner nodded, looking very frightened at the man's expression and very scared of his threats. Satisfied, Two Brains gave a huff and turned back around to finish his scavenging. Finally some peace and quiet so he could focus on..."Um Dr. Two Brains?" The Learnerer asked aloud, though sounding a bit frightened in his tone of voice. "Son of cheese cracker." Two Brains grumbled. He quickly turned around, looking very annoyed and frustrated. "What is it now?" Two Brains asked. The Learnerer looked sheepish a bit before voicing his thoughts. "How do you make an evil laugh sound good and menacing?" Dr. Two Brains face palmed as he rolled his eyes in pure annoyance. 'This is going to be a long heist.' he thought. Somewhere in another part of the city, the local heroine Wordgirl and her sidekick Captian Huggy Face were high above the city doing their daily patrols to make sure everything was safe and secure and there were no villains running about. Wordgirl took a deep breath and let out a peaceful sigh as she flew threw the air and clouds, carrying Huggy securely in her arms. "This is a gorgeous and relaxing day isn't it CHF." She said aloud to her sidekick. Huggy nodded and gave a squeak in agreement. "Exactly, we only had to deal with Amazing Rope Guy so far and that was a cinch. Plus there have only been a few common robbers and the police were able to apprehend them by themselves." Wordgirl's smile widened as she continued to speak. "I feel that we and the city's justice system have grown a lot in the past couple of years. Soon crime would come down to an all time low Huggy." Huggy Face stared at his friend's happy exclamation. He agreed with her completely. But Huggy knew from his experience in combat, that when one side grows stronger, so does the other side. Sadly, their peace was interrupted when Wordgirl heard very familiar cackling coming from the science department. "Come on Huggy." she said with a groan. "Looks like dad is at it again." Solemnly, her and Huggy began to zoom towards the sound of villains at work.

@melodythebunny @drtwobrainsstuff

[screamingonthefloor]

Dreaming Of You

Chris found himself standing outside the Racoon City Police Department building or the former art museum. He knew he was having an awful time at work recently, especially with his Captian giving him some crap, but dreaming of the place? That’s excessive. His surroundings outside the building were dark and surrounded by fog, that’s the only thing still convincing him this was a dream. He seemed to be in full control of himself after all.

Nonetheless, Chris made his way into the building. He was surprised by the sight he saw, it was like closing hour. If he was going to lucid dream he’d expect no one to be here; yet there were people here, like it was late a night. The lady at the front desk was sluggish with a coffee beside her. There wasn’t anyone bustling about to get papers from A to B. The building was all cleaned, or at least as clean as the police station got. The lady at the front desk didn’t seem to notice him at all. He tried to speak to her but she didn’t hear him. ‘So much for having control of my dream,’ he thought to himself.

The rest is on AO3 this is the start of my first public work. Bear with me I suck at writing Chris. The next chapter will be Wesker's perspective.

Dreaming Of You (1154 words) by Screamingonthefloor Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Chris Redfield/Albert Wesker Characters: Chris Redfield (Resident Evil), Jill Valentine, Albert Wesker Additional Tags: I don't know how to write Chris, Wesker is annoyingly obsessive I will not take criticism for it Summary: Chris finds himself in the same dream over and over it gets weirder with every encounter with his Captain. Eventually, he realizes he's not the one with influence over them. This is meant to be an AU where Wesker makes Chris visit him while he's dreaming. I did my best with grammar, we die like Wesker otherwise.