#Return To Peyton Place

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movie poster - Return To Peyton Place - May 1961

Ray Rikir

[dorothymaloneconstance]

Tim O'Connor, Dorothy et Ed Nelson dans "Retour à Peyton Place".

[kwebtv]

TV Guide - September 19 - 25, 1964

Fall Preview:  1964 - 1965 Shows

ABC

12 O'Clock High  (September 18, 1964 – January 13, 1967)

ABC Scope  (November 11, 1964 – March 2, 1968)

The Addams Family  (September 18, 1964 – April 8, 1966)

Bewitched  (September 17, 1964 – March 25, 1972)

The Bing Crosby Show  (September 14, 1964 – April 19, 1965)

Broadside  (September 20, 1964 – May 2, 1965)

F.D.R.  (January 8, 1965 - July 23, 1965)

Jonny Quest  (September 18, 1964 – March 11, 1965)

The King Family Show  (January 23, 1965 – September 10, 1969)

Mickey  (September 16, 1964 – January 13, 1965)

No Time for Sergeants  (September 14, 1964 – May 3, 1965)

Peyton Place  (September 15, 1964 – June 2, 1969)

Shindig!  (September 16, 1964 – January 8, 1966)

The Tycoon  (September 15, 1964 – April 27, 1965)

Valentine's Day  (September 18, 1964 – May 7, 1965)

Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea  (September 14, 1964 – March 31, 1968)

Wendy and Me  (September 14, 1964 – May 24, 1965)

CBS

The Baileys of Balboa  (September 24, 1964 – April 1, 1965)

The Cara Williams Show  (September 23, 1964 – April 21, 1965)

The Celebrity Game (April 6, 1964 - September 13, 1964 / April 8, 1965 - September 9, 1965)

The Entertainers  (September 25, 1964 –March 27, 1965)

Fanfare (June 19, 1965 - September 11, 1965)

For the People  (January 31 – May 9, 1965)

Gilligan's Island   (September 26, 1964 – April 17, 1967)

Gomer Pyle, U.S.M.C.  (September 25, 1964 – May 2, 1969)

Many Happy Returns  (September 21, 1964 – April 12, 1965)

Mr. Broadway  (September 26 – December 26, 1964)

The Munsters  (September 24, 1964 – May 12, 1966)

My Living Doll  (September 27, 1964 – March 17, 1965)

On Broadway Tonight  (July 8, 1964 - March 12, 1965)

Our Private World  (May 5 – September 10, 1965)

The Reporter  (September 25 – December 18, 1964)

World War One  (September 22, 1964 - April 18, 1965)

NBC  

90 Bristol Court  (October 5, 1964 - January 4, 1965)

Branded  (January 24, 1965 – September 4, 1966)

Cloak of Mystery  (May 11 - August 8, 1965)

Daniel Boone  (September 24, 1964 – May 7, 1970)

The Famous Adventures of Mr. Magoo  (September 19, 1964 – April 24, 1965)

Flipper  (September 19, 1964 – April 15, 1967)

Harris Against the World   (October 5, 1964 - January 4, 1965)

Hullabaloo  (January 12, 1965 – August 29, 1966)

International Showtime (September 15, 1961 - September 10, 1965)

Karen  (October 5, 1964 – April 19, 1965)

Kentucky Jones  (September 19, 1964 – April 10, 1965)

The Man from U.N.C.L.E.  (September 22, 1964 – January 15, 1968)

Moment of Fear (May 19 - September 15, 1964 /  25 May 25 - August 10, 1965)

NBC Wednesday Night at the Movies (September 16, 1964 - September 8, 1965)

Profiles in Courage   (November 8, 1964 – May 9, 1965)

The Rogues  (September 13, 1964 – April 18, 1965)

Tom, Dick and Mary  (October 5, 1964 - January 4, 1965)

[itmeansiris]

The Solar System Legacy Challenge: Saying Goodbye Gen 1 pt.50

“Grown from the humble roots off the coast of Shih Sea, Tomarang is lively with local fare, community chaos, and legends of lore. Known for its tight-knit communities and sun-filled shared spaces, Tomarang is a lush landscape of possibilities. Come cozy up with nature or fish around for neighborly niceties and whim-simsical secrets. Whether you're flying solo or raising generations, the region offers a warm welcome to any multi-living lifestyle! Sul Sul De-Kah!”

The town Spirit and Jorden grew up, fell in love and raised 2 children. The town they sent their children to school and grew a business. Where they grew old and hung pictures of their grandchildren. The town where they ate at the local fare and sold produce on the weekend.

To Mercury, Tomarang was a small village littered with color and wonder. A village that had helped her learn to be kind and confident, giving, loving and nurturing. All the things the village had given to her parents before her. Now she had returned to say goodbye to what anchored her there.

When they arrive at the Tomarang funeral home & cemetery, M is immediately drawn to the new headstone that was already placed in the designated place for Jorden on the Medley Family plot. As she approaches she notices the hoard of cameras and fans standing beyond the fenced area. Word of her father’s death and her return to Tomarang had circulated quickly but she had begged for privacy. Seems she wouldn’t get her wish. The crowd did nothing to quiet her emotions. She couldn’t handle it anymore, she’d spent all morning trying to keep herself poised and in check, but seeing her Fathers name engraved across the shiny new headstone had broken her resolve. She set down Zohreh and released a gut-wrenching sob.

Kason joins her silently supporting her but understanding her need to get it out. He stands between her and the gathering crowd trying to shield her as his own emotions begin to rise. Jorden had welcomed Kason from the moment they’d met during Family day weekend all those years ago. He had deemed Kason, Mercurys moon* after they started dating and had even given him permission to ask for M’s hand in marriage. He gave him advice on raising the triplets and had even helped to name Zohreh. No one had ever needed to say it aloud, but Jorden was the backbone of their mixed families and everyone from the Gratz to the Medleys and all of Tomarang had lost a friend, a mentor, a husband or a father.

As they gathered themselves to head inside they notice Zohreh pulling himself toward his grandfathers headstone. He’d been practicing for weeks and had chosen this moment to complete his creep milestone.

Kason: M did you see him?

He asked as he wiped the tears from his eyes. M smiled with a fresh batch of tears coating her already red rimmed eyes.

M: I did. Maybe he knows. Maybe…he did it for his grandpa..

Kason: It’s a beautiful thought M, hold on to it. Let’s head inside.

The pews were filled with tenants, friends, neighbors and employees a like. In the front rows sat Winter and Peyton with their now 3 kids, along side Beckett, Spirit and the triplets.

The service commences and M tasked with giving the eulogy takes her place at the podium eventually. The casket a beautiful white with intricate gold detailing a daunting backdrop. She takes a deep breath and begins.

M: My delightful, quirky & remarkable father, Jorden Medley has passed and left our beautiful village hollow. My mother, brother and I are beyond heartbroken. We know how blessed & lucky we were to be loved by him. Now it’s up to the watcher to take care of him, and I know he’s earned his right to a peaceful rest. You can’t be called a daddy’s girl without the perfect father. Mine burned breakfast every morning, and took the training wheels off my brothers bike to soon. My father couldn’t sing and had two left feet. He lived for a decent cup of coffee he couldn’t make himself and often didn’t have a serious bone in his body. He taught me to keep my head in the clouds and to search or create things that no one could take from me.

She’s pauses. Takes a deep breath and continues

M: When we were kids my father built us a treehouse and then spent all his time teaching me about astronomy. Being named after the Planet Mercury at my great grandmothers request my father learned all he could about the planet and then passed it all down to me. One day he promised me a moon. At the time I didn’t understand, I thought all planets had their own moon and we just shared the sun. Until my father explained that because of Mercury’s small form and its proximity to the sun it doesn’t have enough gravitational pull to create a moon all its own. But he assured me everyday that I would be stronger than my small form and I would find my moon. Jorden Medley kept his promise and I was blessed with a moon, my husband Kason and a number of tiny stars that could one days be suns, my children. But what my father didn’t know is he was the strength in my orbit. He made it possible for me to keep the people around. My father taught me that I was stronger than the cosmos, and I could outshine the sun and have my own galaxy even if the world didn’t have it planned for me. My father spent his life teaching me to build a galaxy and now he is the brightest star in my orbit. For a moonless planet I was bless with the prefect star. We…will miss you daddy….

After the service the family gathers outside at the headstone after greeting friends and thanking them for coming. Outside the crowd of vultures hadn’t diminished. The family gathered around to say their final goodbyes.

They head back to Spirits house. It’d been a while since M had been to her childhood home. She’d seen her family often but normally they traveled to her considering she had the most space and the hardest travel with the kids. It felt like a bittersweet moment to be back. Once inside Kason starts to get the kids ready for bed with Spirits help. As they rally the kids Spirit notices M head for her bedroom. She watches her open the door painfully slow and then she steps in and closes the door behind her.

Inside M stops and takes a moment to gather herself. Stunned by how comfort she felt being in her father’s space. She could recall sneaking into bed with her parents at night. The familiar picture of her father sits on the nightstand on her mother’s side of the bed. She stares back at her father’s kind eyes. She never takes her eyes off the photo as she moves around to her father’s side of the bed (the same for years). She lays down on his pillow and stares at his photo until she’s eventually overcome with exhaustion as drifts off to sleep

*The planet Mercury IRL does not have a moon. Mercury has no moons. The planet's close proximity to the Sun makes having moons impossible, as the star's strong gravitational pull would likely pull them out of the planet's orbit.

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[leo-sharks-struggles]

Writeblr Intro

Hello! I'm Leo! This is my re-introduction for this profile. I've returned to writeblr after a good long while and I have a long list of WIPs. All my WIPs are very old and currently undergoing a revamp so a lot of them no longer have much written for them unfortunately. Mostly because almost all of them were started over a decade ago and I'm no longer in my late teens/ early twenties anymore. I've changed and so my stories/ characters have changed. I'm always open to being asked anything or being tagged in anything. Sometimes I do take time to answer but I do always try to answer in some way.

My pronouns are she/her and I am currently 29 years old. I mostly write various forms of fantasy. But I also do scifi and won't turn my nose up at trying a bunch of others. I also draw or doodle when I feel like it.

Some of my current main WIPs:

Anomalous

Vladmire had founded Haven's Nook under the idea of creating a place for other Supernatural folks to build a community. A home of their own, even. It was a place to raise their own families without fear of being chased or lynched.

And, centuries later, that's exactly what it has become. Between the local werewolf pack and witch coven, there is no safer place for the supernatural. There was little capable of threatening their peace.

That is until Vlad's family finally finds him. His parents and siblings have decided to visit Haven's Nook. Their excuse? His long term lover, Aerin, has finally proposed.

Now Vlad must ensure his family does not destroy his home and life's work while planning his own nuptials.

Main Characters:

Vladmire Skoll (Vampire; Founder of Haven's Nook)

Prince Aerin (Fae Prince)

Side Characters:

Arthur and Damien McClellan (The Vampire twins)

Craig Ethan (Alpha Werewolf)

Aaron Stevens (Craig's 2nd in Command)

Tabitha and Sean Schmidt (Werewolf Couple)

Russell Kwiatkowski (Tabitha's Human Nephew)

Meredith Lusk (Spiritual Leader; Coven Leader)

Telly Migdal and Charmaigne Bolvick (Witch Cousins)

Details:

Stand Alone Novel

Urban Fantasy; Romance; LGBT+

Currently being Written

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Prison! In Space!

Peyton made a mistake. And now her sister is also paying for it.

Shenanigans in space prison.

Main Characters

Peyton- MC, Human

Casey- Little Sister, Human

Ell- LI, Alien

Details

Standalone collections of silly stories

WARNING: This story will not be serious!

Scifi, Comedy, Romance

Started scribbling

[positivexcellence]

‘One Tree Hill’ Sequel Series Led By Sophia Bush & Hilarie Burton In Works At Netflix

The long-rumored One Tree Hill sequel series is closer to becoming a reality at Netflix.

Original stars Sophia Bush and Hilarie Burton are set to executive produce and reprise their roles of Brooke Davis and Peyton Sawyer, respectively, in the sequel series from writer/executive producer Becky Hartman Edwards and Warner Bros. TV, which is currently in development at the streamer, sources reveal to Deadline. Jensen Ackles and Danneel Ackles also executive produce through their Chaos Machine banner with the latter in talks to return as Rachel Scott. Emily Moss Wilson is a producer.

Created by Mark Schwahn, One Tree Hill premiered in 2003 and ran for 9 seasons on The WB network and its successor the CW. The sequel is said to take place 20 years later following best friends Brooke and Peyton who are now parents to teens and facing challenges not unfamiliar to what they tackled in the original series like love, insecurities and grief, we understand.

The coming-of-age drama also starred Chad Michael Murray, James Lafferty, Bethany Joy Galeotti, Austin Nichols, Antwon Tanner and Paul Johansson, among others. Deadline hears there have been conversations with other members of the ensemble cast, however, Bush and Burton are the only ones set thus far. Murray, who played Lucas Scott across 6 seasons and returned as a guest star in Season 9, has no plans to return for the follow-up, we understand.

Deadline has been tracking the project for a while, and it went public this morning in Production Weekly as it has been going through deal-making and development. Reps for Netflix and WBTV declined to comment on this story.

Netflix previously revived another signature WBTV series that ran on the WB and CW, Gilmore Girls, where Murray was a breakout before landing a lead on One Tree Hill.

Set in a fictional North Carolina town, One Tree Hill begins as a story about two half-brothers, Lucas (Murray) and Nathan (Lafferty), with a strained relationship forced to navigate high school together whose social circles eventually intersect. As the show progressed, the story opened to follow all of the friendships, romance, heartbreak and familial tensions in Tree Hill, through the lens of the teens. Brooke Davis, Peyton Sawyer and Haley James Scott (Galeotti) often anchored the storyline.

Deadline

[haggishlyhagging]

When I was growing up, most of the families that served as my models were not "happy." Many of them were minature Peyton Places with trauma and tragedy permanent residents. Neither I nor they ever considered the possibility that some of their pressures may have emanated from the family institution itself. Again, my religious teachings affected my perceptions. Unhappiness was the human condition. Man was not meant to be content on this earth, only expected to persevere through trials so he could die and begin his real life. As doubts about certain of my religious trainings mounted, I became less willing to defer my happiness. I wanted control over my own destiny—to exercise free will, by making my own decisions and accepting the responsibility for my choices. But not until recently have I questioned the style of family life itself. Before I was content with the myopic determination that my family, though existing in similar form to everyone else's, would be different—not for me the mistakes of my models. Now I am open to the possibility that for me, at this time, the nuclear family may be exacting too high a price for too little return.

I am not capable of filling every physical, emotional, and intellectual need of even one developing human being, let alone five. Once I thought I was and lived as some superhuman dynamo trying to do so, berating myself with guilt and frustration when I failed. I am fairly relaxed—other mothers speak of my "calmness" and "serenity"—yet I scream at my children inside closed doors, only pride preventing a public display. I overdose them with television. I confuse them with the contradictions in myself—loving and tolerant one day, am impatient and demanding the next, depending upon my frustrations and physical feelings of the moment.

I oppress my kids so I can survive. No one else sees their scars but I know them well. There isn't a five year old in the world that I can't best with sarcasm. I have done vicious things deliberately because we are all trapped by our way of living. So much for my serenity. And I am stable. The kid with neurotic parents has had it. In our culture, it's a one chance shot for children. You are what your parents can allow you to be.

Almost everyone harbors resentments and hurts from their own parents. Most everyone sometimes resents and hurts their own children and carries great guilt and worry from doing so. The isolated nuclear family can put such intolerable burdens on individuals that it is almost impossible to escape this.

We have evolved such a confining, confined unit that we must adjust to it, not it to us. The time that we should be using to fill the needs of the family members is too often consumed by the pressures of merely maintaining the institution.

-Gabrielle Burton, I’m Running Away From Home But I’m Not Allowed to Cross the Street: A Primer on Women’s Liberation

[des2dream]

My Thoughts on An Adventurer's Heart

Warning! This will have spoilers!

Okay! We've got ourselves a collaborative piece written by Riley W. at @dragonsongstudios and produced by Rhonda Parker of @wordsbyparker. Here we have a five-part story about an upcoming adventurer and his blooming romance with a half-elf merchant named, Rowan Morningstream voiced by Rhonda herself. This series definitely feels DND inspired and as someone who has no experience with DND, I do love how this story is played out. While the Listener (who is portrayed as a male) is the main character, we also get to look into Rowan's point of view. The Listener starts off as a traveler who's on his way to becoming an adventurer while also taking on a journey that's most important to him. He meets Rowan in her shop where she gives him the supplies he needs, tips, and advice on his journey going forward. The second episode takes place some time after Traveler's journey begins and he returns to Rowan's shop so the two can catch up. We see the two get more friendly with each other especially since Rowan decides to address Traveler by, 'Adventurer' now. We also get to learn more of what Adventurer had been getting himself into while on his journey such as the friends he made along the way and a few obstacles to conquer. This conversation later transfers over to the next episode where Rowan treats Adventurer for a drink at a nearby tavern (The Dancing Dryad) run by Rowan's friend named, Tiber voiced by Zeta Audio. I liked Tiber. He was a pretty chill guy...and a bit nosy.

While at the bar, the two discuss how things have been and the people who Adventurer has befriended over time. His party consists of a human bard named Peyton with no last name, but access to powerful connections, a half cleric named Tiran, a copper dragonborn, a barbarian named Coran, a rouge warrior named Nissa, and an earth genasi named Ian (short for Imperian) who was reluctant to join at first, but grew to like the group and has become an older sibling-type to them.

(If I got these names wrong, I apologize!)

Episode 4 takes place in another timeskip where Rowan and Adventurer have written to each other more and Rowan has been gaining more customers, but suddenly the letters have stopped coming for over or about a month. Rowan's worries are eased when Adventurer comes to visit her so they can talk again. Now when it comes to Adventurer, he is faced with a noble from a place called, Everglow, an assassin who was after him, and that he is being blackmailed or else his family will meet a gruesome end. His party offers to help save his family while Peyton digs up anything he could find on the noble. What they did find is that other people were in a similar situation and was able to free them too. There was also a handful of corruption because of the noble Starcrest family that would put them in deep trouble if their dirty work was leaked to the public hence why the noble hired the assassin to go after Adventurer and his party. Thankfully, they were able to thwart the assassin off.

Aside from dealing with all that mess, the two also discuss how they feel about each other and it's really sweet. Unfortunately, that sweetness is cut short when a stranger arrives at Rowan's shop to question her. This stranger was no other than the noble whose been after Adventurer since the beginning. A crazed, egotistical sorcerer by the name of, Edmund Starcrest from the Starcrest family voiced by ZSakuVA who honestly gives a pretty threatening performance. He paralyzes Rowan, kidnaps her, and leaves a letter for Adventurer telling him where to meet up to settle things. Things lead up to Episode 5 where Adventurer receives the letter and immediately takes action to save his new love. It's also nice to see how concerned Tiber was for Rowan's safety before he wishes Adventurer good luck. I also love how when Edmund is monologuing about his plans, Rowan isn't having any of his bullcrap. Also, I gotta applaud her for getting out of being CHAINED up! Strong girl, that one! I also have to note that Gwenifred voices a servant in the Starcrest family home. The fight between Adventurer and Edmund was a lot of fun to listen in on and the conclusion to the story was fun too.

While the whole story is around fifty minutes, it's still fun to engage in. Riley did such a good job with writing this story and Rhonda, Zeta, Saku, and Gwenifred did such an excellent job voicing the characters. While I do wish we got to see more or know more of Adventurer's friends from his travels, I'm glad that they did contribute to the story at some points. I recommend giving it a listen if you have less than an hour to spare.

[gatutor]

Luciana Paluzzi-Brett Halsey "Regreso a Peyton Place" (Return to Peyton Place) 1961, de José Ferrer.

[thinkingaboutbetterdays]

the long game. ( mac taylor x reader )

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The name left his lips as if he had said it a million times. He had, but not with the sentiment preceding it. The first time it happened, Peyton had brushed it off, joking that she was not his 'work wife'. Mac had spent the rest of the night and several days thereafter restless, mulling over the meaning behind his slip-up.

The second time it happened, Peyton was walking away after Mac let go of her hand when you and Stella were entering the morgue, and he could see the hurt in her eyes as she revealed her findings. The worst part? You were unaware of the turmoil within the couple and flashed Peyton a smile as you praised her for her work.

Stella, however, wasn't so oblivious and glanced at Mac over her shoulder as she left with you.

"Peyton..."

"I have a lot of work to do here." She said in dismissal.

"I'm sorry." Mac walked out of the morgue and saw you walking with Stella, typing on your cell phone. Seeing how preoccupied you were, Stella moved you out of the way before you could walk into a door that was opening.

"You really need to take a technical class or something." Stella shook her head with a smile.

"Why would you put someone through such horrendous torture?"

"It won't be that bad."

"Not me. The teacher." You nudged her gently, both laughing as you stepped into the elevator.

The third and last time it happened, the case was over, and he went down to the morgue to speak to Peyton. When she explained how hurt she felt, he reached for her and closed his eyes when your name left his lips.

"I'm sorry." Mac walked out of the morgue and headed back to the lab. Stella was leaving her office for the night when they crossed paths.

"Hey, any plans for tonight? That new diner opened a few blocks from here. You could take Peyton for dinner. Or breakfast." She corrected after checking her watch.

"Actually...we broke up."

Her eyes widened, "What? When? Why?"

Mac kept his voice low as he explained the multiple slip-ups where he called her by your name, and Stella listened, nodding with a frown.

"How long have you felt this way about her?"

Mac lightly shrugged his shoulders, a sigh leaving his lips.

"You should tell her."

"What if she doesn't feel the same way? I am the boss. And I don't want to make it awkward and disrupt the team." Mac replied.

"You'll never know if you don't ask." She reasoned, placing a hand on his arm before heading to the elevator.

Mac sighed as she left, walking away to his office. He packed his briefcase, and twenty minutes later, he was leaving the lab when he saw you looking around your office, tidying up your desk in the hopes of finding something.

Mac observed for a moment before deciding he had nothing to lose. He knocked on your door, lingering in the doorway as you met his gaze. A smile formed on your lips that almost made him forget why he was here.

"Hey, Mac! Heading out?"

He cleared his throat, nodding. "Uh, yeah. Did you lose something?"

"My glasses." You paused when his lips twitched in amusement. "What?"

Mac pointed to his head, and you reached up, finding your glasses on top of your head. You closed your eyes, blushing in embarrassment as you placed your glasses in your handbag.

"Do you want to grab breakfast?" He asked. "There's a new diner open on fifth."

You nodded, "I'd love to." A smile formed on your lips as you picked up your briefcase and placed your handbag over your shoulder, following him to the elevator.

In the early hours of the morning, you went to the diner on fifth, and Mac brought up the case over breakfast in an attempt to return to common ground, both relieved it was over. He didn't want to ask too many questions about your personal life. But you broke down the wall between boss and subordinate with ease, flashing him a smile and asking, "So what does the great Mac Taylor do when he isn't solving cases?"

Mac quickly grew comfortable, relaxing so much he even undid the buttons of his blazer - as most relaxed you'd ever seen him. A sight you decided you would like to see more often as he held the door open for you on the way home, a smile on his lips.

It became a regular occurrence after cases. You and Mac would celebrate with breakfast or dinner depending on when you left the lab after finishing paperwork, sometimes ordering takeout while working side by side as you worked to complete the reports. You always respected his rank out in the field, but in the lab when you were alone, you both let down your guard.

Weeks had gone by but Mac was still uncertain about entering a relationship with you, his only concern being the team if things didn't work out. Yet he couldn't imagine why, because you were a brilliantly beautiful CSI and he had fallen in love with you without even realizing it. So he decided to play the long game, taking the time to let the lines blur on their own, learning more about you, and spending more time with you outside of working hours in the hopes that it would lead to a long successful relationship.

After a shootout downtown, you took three shots to the vest and Mac forgot all of his hesitations as he walked by where you were being checked over by a paramedic, checking you over for injuries as he headed towards a detective.

"What in God's name were you thinking?"

You looked at him in surprise, as did many others who turned towards the scene as Mac confronted the detective for putting two of his CSIs in harm's way.

You knew Mac was protective of his team, but the look in his eyes told you it was more than that. After sending you and Danny to the lab, he stayed with the others to sweep the scene for evidence.

Mac didn't return until several hours later and you looked at the door when he knocked. "Are you okay?"

You nodded, "The vest took all of it. Some bruising, but hey, I did get shot." You shrugged off, attempting to lighten the mood with a smile.

Mac sighed as he entered your office, closing the door, and you saw how weary he looked.

"Are you okay?"

"You got shot, and you're worried about me?"

"I always worry about you." You placed your pen down and took off your glasses as you turned your chair to give him your full attention.

His gaze fell to the floor as he swallowed his nerves and met your gaze when he summoned the strength to admit, "I always worry about you."

You walked towards him and placed your hands on his biceps, "I'm fine. I can't deny I'm a little more motivated than usual." You squeezed his arms gently, "But I'm fine. Promise."

Mac nodded slowly, covering your left hand with his right hand. "When I got the call, all I could think was - I don't think I could survive it. Losing you."

Your eyes became teary from his confession and you kissed his cheek, wrapping your arms around him.

"I'm not going anywhere." You whispered.

Mac held you closer as you rested your head on his shoulder. When you pulled away moments later he noticed your gaze flicker to his lips briefly before quickly meeting his gaze. It was all Mac needed as he placed a hand on your cheek and kissed you tenderly.

Your eyelashes fluttered as you closed your eyes, leaning into him as you cupped his neck. You pulled away and his hands held your waist as you both took a moment to catch your breath.

"I have a confession to make." You whispered.

Mac held his breath until you continued.

"I've wanted to do that for a while."

He exhaled, a smile forming on his lips as he said, "Yeah? Me too."

You left the lab earlier that night, deciding to take the paperwork to Mac's apartment, picking up takeout on the way. And as he looked at your head resting on his shoulder as you both read the files on your laps, your suit pants and blouse were forgotten on the bedroom floor, wearing one of his shirts while he wore striped pajama pants and plain white t-shirt, Mac did not know how he survived playing the long game, but being here, living this moment with you, it was all worth it.

[pokemonomegaverse]

Fankid Mini-Week Day 4: Pokemon

Some fankids with non-traditional starters.

Colleen (Laserblade!kid) and Magnemite - Colleen met Magnemite after it had snuck into the Lumiose Gym and was siphoning out energy from one of the main generators.  While it wasn’t enough to cause any major problems,  Clemont still took notice and chased Magnemite away, only for it to return a few days later.  This continued and eventually it became a game of sorts for Colleen to head it off once she started to notice signs Magnemite had come back.  She would offer it batteries or small electrical devices she had made, and after it was discovered Magnemite would leave on it’s own after a set period of time, Clemont stopped trying to run it off.  With time, Magnemite started to show up more and more to play with Colleen than to siphon electricity, and one day just never left.  It became a permanent part of the family and followed Colleen when she set out on her journey.     

Peyton (Loverival!kid) and Skitty - Peyton didn’t so much receive Skitty as the two grew up together.  Around the time Peyton was three, Wally’s Delcatty had an egg with Brendan’s Manectric, and the resulting child became one of Peyton’s primary playmates.  When Peyton left to start his own journey, it only made sense to take his long-time friend with him, as the two had been pretty much inseparable growing up.

Clover (Isshu!kid) and Pidove - N and Hilbert end up running a Pokemon sanctuary of sorts, and as such, Clover ends up helping take care of some of  the more friendly and ‘easily-managed’ Pokemon.  One such Pokemon she develops an especially close bond with is a Pidove that lost one of his wings to poachers.  Even once he is well enough to leave, he sticks around so he can remain with Clover.  When Clover leaves on her journey, Pidove accompanies her, as he doesn’t wish to remain behind without her.  At this point, he’s been fitted with a prosthetic wing that allows him to fly to some degree, but he is largely unable to battle as most attacks will knock it out of place.   

[bitchinbarzal]

Luna, How did mom and Dylan get together?

Dylan felt like a horrible person.

How do you come to a work event and end up with a crush on your teammates date?

Dylan kept his eye on you all night, following your every move until you and Rasmus sat down at the table with him.

“Dyl this is y/n! y/n this is my teammate Dylan Cozens!” Rasmus explains, Dylan almost falls to his knees when you smile.

You hold on your hand for him to shake “It’s so lovely to meet you! My brother has told me so much about you!”

Dylan’s face contorted into confusion “Brother?”

Rasmus laughs “Did i not tell you I was bringing my sister?”

“No!”

You roll your eyes “Ras… wait! Did you think I was his date?”

Dylan blushes “Yeah…”

Both you and Rasmus look at one another before you begin laughing.

Dylan found out the next day at practice from your brother that you had come to stay with him after a horrible breakup from your boyfriend back in Sweden.

Dylan spent the following months being friendly with you until you had declared to the boys you were going on a date.

His face fell but he said nothing, he had no right.

While you were on the date, Dylan was at Peyton’s house with a couple of the guys when his phone started ringing.

“Hello?”

“Dylan?” “y/n? What’s wrong?”

“Can you come pick me up please? This guy he’s scaring me-“

Dylan was leaving the house then, staying on the phone and driving to the restaurant you were at. When he found you, you hugged him so tight and mumbled thank you’s to him in Swedish.

He took you back to his apartment, let you change into something comfier and put on a movie before he text Rasmus.

y/n is at my place. I’ll explain at practice, but she’s safe don’t worry about her coming home tonight.

He was nervous for his teammates reaction but the text that followed was;

I know she’s safe with you cozey. don’t break her heart ok?

Dylan frowned, not sure what he meant until it settled.

He knew.

The following weeks you and Dylan hung out a lot. You took comfort in his presence.

Dylan was out with an injury and so he had invited you up to the box with him for a home game, the invite which you accepted.

You sat and watched him in admiration as he shouted through the game. Come intermission he’d disappeared to get you both a soda.

Once he’d returned there was a bunch of little kids playing hockey with the mascot, by the end The jumbotron showed a little girl with Sabretooth that read

Winner!!! Lennon wins!!

“That’s such a pretty name” you comment, taking a sip of your drink.

“Lennon?” Dylan questions and you hum in response.

“I think I’d like to name my daughter that” you add.

He smiles softly before he mumbles to himself

“Sounds like a plan”

Not quiet enough, you hear him and you smirk

“Cozen’s you have to ask me out before we name our children”

[simxess]

Mt. Komorebi Trip

Their last day in Mt. Komorebi was greeted with a gentle rain over the city. Though the weather was less than ideal, Cassidy, Gil, and Peyton were determined to make the most of it and immerse themselves in the culture before heading home.

First on their agenda was visiting a famous shrine nestled in the valley. Armed with umbrellas and raincoats, they navigated the cobblestone paths, the sound of raindrops blending with the soft hum of nature around them. Gil, with his trusty camera in hand, stopped frequently to snap photos of the intricate shrine architecture.

As they crossed a wooden bridge over a serene stream, Gil suddenly yelped and swatted at his arm.

“Something bit me!” he exclaimed, shaking his arm as the bug fell off.

Cassidy chuckled. “It’s just a bug, Gil. You’ll survive.”

“It was huge! Like… mutant huge!” he insisted, inspecting the bite. Thankfully, it was harmless, and they all had a good laugh at his expense as they continued on their way.

Their walk through the valley eventually led them to a grand temple. The rain had eased into a light drizzle by then, making it easier to explore the sacred space.

They marveled at the sights, and even participated in the local tradition of making wishes silently hope for good fortune.

Peyton captured the moment, ensuring they had plenty of memories to look back on.

As the sun set, they made their way to a cozy lounge on the other side of town. Cassidy and Gil enjoyed a quiet drink and admired the view of the city lights through the large glass windows, while Peyton wandered around and stumbled upon another Yamachan statue.

“I swear, this place is Yamachan central,” she laughed, positioning herself for yet another selfie.

As she adjusted her phone, a group of teens around her age approached. They seemed curious but friendly, and soon they struck up a conversation.

Despite some language barriers, Peyton was eager to practice her Komorebigo, drawing from lessons she’d taken online. When things got tricky, they pulled out a translation app to keep the conversation flowing.

The teens turned out to be really cool, sharing stories about life in Mt. Komorebi and asking Peyton questions about Del Sol Valley. Laughter bridged the language gap as they compared favorite movies, music, and hobbies.

“Peyton!” Cassidy called from across the street. “We need to start packing soon, remember?”

Peyton sighed but smiled, knowing the trip was almost at its end. She hugged her new friends and promised to follow them on social media before rejoining her mom and Gil.

As they headed back to the rental for one final night of packing and rest, Peyton couldn’t help but feel grateful for the trip. It had been full of adventure, new experiences, and memories that would last a lifetime. Mt. Komorebi had left its mark on all of them, and as they prepared to return to Del Sol Valley, they knew this was a journey they’d never forget.

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[universalfanfic]

I just wanted to write a bit of an interesting part...

Amateur history enthusiast Peyton gets sent back in time to Ancient Rome where she's taken into the household of a centurion, Alexandrius Luthorus.

Peyton believed she was being careful. Her knowledge of historical events wasn’t something she took for granted, and it wasn’t a responsibility she carried lightly. History as she knew it literally depended on her not messing everything up or interfering in any way until she could find a way back to the future. 

But keeping track of time in the ancient present and in her own present were wildly different beasts. The Romans right now didn’t use the Gregorian calendar she was familiar with, and she had to try and recalculate just when everything was to try and keep tabs. 

It was a small risk to keep a little journal for herself. A timeline, of sorts. 

She wasn’t foolish with it. Peyton knew allowing dates and events to live anywhere but her head was a potential leak, but at the moment she didn’t feel like she had much of a choice. She couldn’t possibly keep track of everything mentally. And she was careful.

Anything she added to her notes, she wrote in code. The pages were a mashup of English words, abbreviations, and numbers. It felt safe. Despite sharing essentially an entire alphabet, the words didn't match and she’d never taught Lex any English. 

And besides. It wasn’t like she was even going to let him know the book existed. 

Which was all perfect until she walked into the room he let her stay in and found him sitting at her little desk, looking over the small, leather bound book. 

Peyton froze in place, the hair on the back of her neck stood on end, and it was all she could do to keep her composure. 

“What are you doing in here,” she asked. The words rolled off her tongue easily enough. Her Latin had only exponentially improved during her time in this era. Lex turned the page of her book and gave her a speculative look. 

“I was curious,” he said. “I’ve noticed you with this a few times, but never openly. It made me wonder.” 

“It’s personal,” Peyton defended. 

“It’s already impressive that you can read and write,” he commented as he returned to the book, as if she hadn’t said anything. “I didn’t realize you were into ciphers as well.” 

“It’s not a cipher.” 

“It certainly looks like one.” 

He met her eyes again in challenge this time, and Peyton pressed her lips together. She could salvage this. She had to salvage this. 

“It just my native language,” she partially lied. 

“It looks very Roman.” 

“Doesn’t everything, when you feel like you rule the world?” 

Lex laughed lightly, and Peyton itched to rip the book from his hands; to keep it far away from him. But she couldn’t let him see how important it was to her. How desperate she was to keep him from it. It’d only make him want it more. She forced the tension from her shoulders in a bid to seem casual. She hoped it hadn’t been obvious already. 

“Alright,” he said, like he was permitting her statement to stand. “What have you written then?” 

She didn’t have to fake the scoff that passed her lips. 

“They’re my personal thoughts, I’m not sharing them with you.” 

“Like I said, it looks very Roman. I may not know all your words, but you use our letters. The other peoples we’ve conquered never have.” He tapped the book with two fingers and raised his brows in question. “You write ‘JC’ often in your personal thoughts. Tell me, is that a name?” 

The question nearly destroyed her entire act, it hit so close to home. He only could have had her book a matter of minutes and already he’d zeroed in on that? Peyton quirked a brow and twisted her lips in a mockery of a smile. Like his suggestion amused her instead of terrified her. 

“I’m sure you’d like for it to be one,” she said. “We may have a similar alphabet, but that doesn’t mean the structure of our languages works the same way.” 

He watched her then looked back at the page he was currently on. 

“J-C, M-A-R,” he said. “And these lines clearly aren’t a letter. More like a designation for a middle.” 

Oh, heaven help her. He’d found her notes on the Ides of March. Of all her notes, why did he have to focus on that one?

[itmeansiris]

The Solar System Legacy Challenge: Death halts for no smile Gen 1 pt.48

With the stress of Kason's business trip and the incident with Paris seemly behind them the time flies. Winter and Peyton return the kids Friday, having kept them a couple extra days to give Kason and Mercury some additional privacy. They spend the weekend enjoying their children.

Sunday evening as M lazed around on the couch enjoying a yogurt, she got a call from her teen cousin Micah.

M: Hey Micah, what's up?

Micah: Mercury...did Aunt Spirit call yet?

M: No, mom hasn't called me today. Why?

Micah: It's Uncle Jorden...he's dead.

M: ....wha

Micah tries to explain something on the other end but his voice sounds so far away. Mercury doesn't hear him, she doesn't hear anything besides the sound of her own heart pounding rapidly between her ears. Micah's voice fades back in as M hears her phone make a noise signaling she had another call. She checks the screen. It's her mom. She answers, cutting off whatever Micah was saying. When she answers, the line is silent for a moment too long.

M:...m..mom

Spirit: Little planet.

Spirit voice is calm and strong, just like M knew her mother would be. Spirit had always been comfortable and at ease with death. She remembered something her mother said to her and Beckett when they were young and their pet hamster died. Mercury whispers it to her mother, slow and deliberate. The unspoken question waiting to be answered.

M: No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away.

Spirit responds back with conviction.

Spirit: And your father is no different.

The world shattered around her. Her father, her best friend, the man who gave her away and promised her a moon, was really gone. When the silence stretches for an uncomfortable period of time, Spirit tells M to come over, but she declines.

Spirit: When the grief is too much, come home Mercury.

Her mothers voice firm but filled with love and concern. Mercury realized she'd gotten away for the moment but knew she'd have to go home eventually. Too soon, if her opinion counted.

M: I will mom...I'm sorry. We'll see you in a couple of days...I love you.

Spirit: You have nothing to be sorry for. We love you Little Planet.

But M wasn't sure who "We" consisted of anymore. Her father was gone. It seemed selfish not to see her mother right away but she knew her mother didn't need her. She accepted death as a normal part of any lifespan, something she had tried to teach M and Beckett while gardening when they were young.

Her mother had loved her father in a way that shaped M's whole idea of relationships. Spirit cared for him, had been his perfect equal and she had balanced his weird like no one else could have. For all the awkward, rambunctious and clumsy Jorden had been Spirit was confident, wise and organized. He was a loving husband and a doting father. Jorden had kissed M and Becketts scrapes, read bedtime stories and taught them to ride bikes. He filled their weekends with treehouse building, woodwork project and terrible dad jokes. He'd burned plenty of French Toast every Sunday morning, then Spirit would take everyone out for Breakfast while Jorden told the story of "Burnt French Toast and Becketts birth" for the hundredth time.

The memories continued to flood her mind. She'd just seen her parents during Kason's work trip and they had planned to come back in just two weeks for the triplets and Zohreh's almost back to back birthdays. Birthday's Jorden wouldn't be present for. She was spiraling, she screamed for Kason.

M: Kason!!

He was at her side moments later. He kneels before her folded frame.

Kason: M what is it?! Are you okay? What happened?

M: My...my dad...

But she couldn't complete the sentence. Kason let it click into place and jumped into Husband mode. He gathered her and held her while she cried. When she couldn't cry anymore he took her upstairs to the master bathroom and ran a bath, leaving her to get cleaned up while he fed the kids and got them ready for bed. All M could manage was getting herself clean in between random bouts of tears she couldn't stop.

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[impulsetheories]

hey y'all! this is peyton [sh/th, 21+, cst—also the mun of selena, dylan, mouse & dabin] and i'm stoked to be here with an older idol-verse character of mine, lee hyeon. he's just some dude who decided he wanted to be a rapper one day and never looked back. you can view his stats here, his pinterest here & read all about him under the cut.

born november 18, 2002, lee hyeon is the only son to a catholic priest & a schoolteacher :~) talk about a set-up for failure…

the earliest chunk of his life is fine—obviously his parents are more than willing to take care of a baby, but the older he gets (and the busier THEY get), hyeon’s pretty much left to his own devices. as a toddler, his parents take turns pushing juice boxes into his hands and making sure he’s occupied by the tv; by the time he’s ~12ish, it’s a “here’s ₩10,000 to get some food after school, we’ll be home late so don’t wait up” type of deal probably 4/5 nights a week.

he doesn’t care, really; or at least he doesn’t feel like he does @ the time. he has some friends that he’s really close to, so he fills up his time with those friends rather than worrying about his parents—until he can’t anymore. by the time he’s turning into an angsty teenager, he thinks a lot about his family situation & how his dad is out there “serving the community” but failing to serve his family and how his mom wouldn’t know his favorite movie if asked, like… these things chip away at a person!!!

it doesn’t help that his parents kind of have a “business” r/s; not really in love like they were once upon a time, just staying together because it’s easy (and it would be shameful for a priest to divorce—plus, in the catholic church, he wouldn’t be allowed to remarry so long as he stayed a priest) but anyways… hyeon didn’t have a good example of filial OR romantic love in his early life, which resulted in him being emotionally unavailable and having zero respect for his parents 🤙 oh yeah!

his life is like this: church services on sunday / pretty much no interaction with his parents any other day of the week unless it’s thru sticky-note messages around the house / go to school half the time, skip the other half / waste time with his four best friends / play league of legends all night / daydream of being a rapper like… obviously a very fulfilling life

anyway i’m really not trying to make y’all learn every minute detail of hyeon’s life story here so i’ll say tl;dr he got really into rap/making beats around 13/14ish, started a yt channel w his friends at 15, had a joke song go viral on yt that same year which kind of made him realize how starved for attention he was/how much he really WANTED to rap??!? / applied and got onto season 3 of high school rapper at 16, placed 3rd, signed with canvas labs the next year and consequently dropped out of high school to focus on music/training and ultimately severed his ties with his parents like… he obviously didn’t have time for church anymore/the desire to go and him turning his back on the catholic church AND dropping out of school??!? spitting on everything his parents stand for fr fr

worked part-time as a mechanic’s assistant while he was training, up until newave started prepping for debut—in this time, he got really into cars, got his driver’s license & then got into racing; super into racing go-karts!!! he still does some side work for his former boss from time to time for pocket cash: uses this money to support his love for designer clothes mostly or buy shit for his own car, which is a 2008 mitsubishi eclipse spyder that his former boss gifted to him (was a piece of shit at the time, required extensive work and is still a pain in the ass unfortunately)

as of march 2024, is a (somewhat) newly debuted idol—does not take it particularly seriously, and it’s not his career end-goal. ultimately he wants to produce a bunch of music for the group (and potentially for other groups), get rich off royalties, drop the group and return to the “real” rap/music scene… u know how it goes… selfish selfish man!

all in all hyeon is literally just some guy with a chip on his shoulder. he views other people as disposable, so he doesn’t care to get particularly close to anyone—but even if he does, he’s a pro when it comes to burning bridges & never looking back. if you have nothing to offer, hyeon has no interest; and if he has no interest, he won’t fake it. a lot of this is just a result of him having to be independent from a young age & (ideally) something he will grow out of in time :~) very hot and cold type of dude: might be nice to you, might not, and it’s always up in the air as to what side of him you’ll get 🤷‍♂️ but even at his nicest, he’s pretty rough around the edges—tough love is his speciality!!! will do anything for a laugh (or just for attention lbr), bitches & complains constantly but will still do what’s asked/expected of him, shows that he cares in quiet ways like carrying your bags/luggage or ordering a large fry for u instead of the regular like… he will not be caught dead doing any sappy/sentimental shit but if you mean anything to him he’ll never forget a thing u say…. he’s a villain fr but maybe he can still be redeemed.

other trivia: was a smoker for about 6 years, recently switched to vaping but is trying to quit completely because It’s Unbecoming Of An Idol (re: management caught him a few too many times) / was active in the underground rap scene for a little bit before he joined canvas labs, was never well-known ‘cause u know… he was like 17… but he went by the name sweendakk and still has a soundcloud profile under that name / as a celebrity, has a very loud, goofy, rambunctious & mischievous persona—all of his shit-talking and impulsivity is sanded down into something endearing (or at least halfway palatable) for the sake of selling an image; kind of whiplash when you meet him irl and he’s really just a jackass / king of pacing. catch him furiously walking back and forth at your local grocery store / used to be really into weight-training, currently is on more of a cardio kick—regardless, he’s a healthy guy & much stronger than he looks / catholic guilt but i’m sure you saw that coming / dishonest, will tell you a blatant lie straight to your face KNOWING that you know it’s not true. a shameless man with not much to lose. aiming to change that. there we go…

plot ideas

head’s up that i love extensive plotting—this is not at all a requirement & i’m also down to just jump into a base idea and see where it goes!!! but!!! if you’re like me and you love to yap about every little detail!!! i will never tell you no!!! anyways…

naturally, one of his close friends from before he was an idol. ideally this would be someone born around '00 to '03 who was generally up to no good as a kid/teenager: hyeon was shit at showing it, but he lovvvveddd this person and still thinks fondly of them despite having cut them (and the rest of the friend group) off when he signed with canvas labs. thinking he might be reaching out to them again soon, so let's hope they haven't changed their number...

that one member of hi-fi he’s trying to rizz up ‘cause no way you’re gonna have hyeon living right beside a girl group and not expect him to cause problems… i’m open to discuss any/all details of their dynamic, but my idea for this is that he’s initially interested in her for very shallow reasons but ultimately she ends up becoming a muse for him (causing him to write songs such as this and this that he shares with her, but doesn’t actually release until much much later in his career when he ought to be leaving her name out of his mouth) and is someone he has every element of a relationship with without actually dating her—but in these early days of newave & hi-fi, there’s still an understanding within the groups that she’s “hyeon’s girl” but it never actually becomes something and in the end she cuts it off ‘cause hyeon can’t/won’t commit to her… wasting this poor girl’s time fr fr... all i'm saying is we're at the perfect time of the year for them to have a summer fling

various meet uglies because hyeon's a menace to society. your muse has the same workout schedule as hyeon & he's sick and tired of them hogging the one (1) working treadmill, your muse is also a celebrity (preferably someone with a higher profile than newave) and hyeon mistakes them for an employee at this appliance store where he was sent to buy a new microwave for the dorm, you bring your car in on the one day a month hyeon happens to be helping out at this mechanic shop and no way you've got an idol telling you your car is a piece of shit (as if you don't know that already) (is this a fever dream?), your muse is buying laxatives or lice shampoo or some other embarrassing item and hyeon's trying to rizz them up when they really just don't want to be noticed at all, alternatively hyeon's trying to rizz your muse up while HE'S buying something embarrassing and they can't take him seriously because of it, etc etc etc... if you have any ridiculous ideas PLEASSSE send them my way! i love these types of things!

i already know hyeon's putting those nda's to work... your muse is/was a fan so hyeon had a relatively easy time pulling them, talked a bunch of shit about how they couldn't reach out to him anymore/needed to delete his number but he's the obsessed one now (never meet your idols)

hyeon thought he could outdrink your muse but he's never been more wrong in his life. he wakes up with the worst hangover he's ever had and a text from an unsaved number saying some shit like "don't forget - you owe me a yacht"

anything... i'm a lover of strange & unusual plots, silly plots, intense plots, etc etc... pleassseee give me whatever u got!