#alrighty this covers it i guess

[sunlitmcgee]

Okay so. Before I have to pass out and go to bed because work tomorrow. Rapid fire, very surface level, rambly and nonsense messy thoughts on the Lords in Blacks' humanoid forms.

Wiggly looks like a prom king! He rules on high in The Black and White, so it makes sense that even in such a "childish" form he makes it clear he's the leader. He's wearing a visual that the 3 kids will see as someone in a place of authority over them, yes, but he's specifically someone within their social "class" as it were: aka a fellow student. He demands their authority and respect, but oh, they're all fwendy-wends here, so they don't need to be so formal!

(also he has a lil' plushie mini-him for a backpack and it's making me Insane <3)

Nibbly, meanwhile, is a lil' pinkie girlypop. I don't know a lot of his lore or personality other than he hungry and has a connection to pigs, but just visually speaking, that basic info is conveyed very well through this outfit. The visor hat covers his eyes so you focus on his mouth, which is always all smile, all teeth, gums pulled back so you train on it as his most defining feature. If I had to guess the Lords' ages off of this scene along I would probably assume Nibbly is the youngest one, given how cutsie this outfit is tbh. Very "child who just got dressed up for sunday church by their parents" core but maybe I'm just rambling :")

Blinky is a grundy Daphene from Scooby Doo <3 he has such a tiny little voice and such a big baggy hoodie that has the hood pulled up so his whole face becomes an eye. I love the soft fur to represent his plushie's belly and the long hair. The glasses are also very fun. I wouldn't be too shocked if the hoodie and glasses are merch you find at Watcher world <3

As always, Tinky is a little fucked up little scraggly little fucko. He looks like a Danganronpa reject and I love it very much! I can't really say how much I feel this outfit matches his character, because well. Tinky's already Weird even among the lords, what with his Smelly Goatman Time Fuckery thing that makes it hard to link him to a singular theme. But he just looks so Wild and Unkempt that I can't like? see any reason the design DOESN'T fit him. if that makes sense?

Apparently Pokey is the guy that did the hivemind in Guy who didn't like musicals! With that knowledge, damn of course his ass looks like he waddled out of a ren fair's costume district! His mask, his hat, his face paint. Yep! that's a guy who made freaky hivemind space goop that makes people sing alrighty!!

anyway ^_^ i love these fucked up little guys

[justcallmesakira]

sakiii sakii !!! may I request Nikolai going shopping with reader? helping her choose dresses and asking her to twirl for him every time she tries a new one <3 (he pays for everything or just steals it with his ability 😋)

"Kolya! I want that frilly dress over there right now!" you shouted to the man who was staring at a pinkish dress "Ah! coming, doll"

The man rushed over to you, afraid his ability might cause some attraction in the store.

You and nikolai planned to meet up today, it was the first time seeing him in normal clothes.

Oh and how shocked you were, how can a man who always wears jester clothes to entertain others look like a model in normal clothes.

"alrighty let's try it out" he chearfully pushes you in the dressing room with the dress.

You change and come out, tying the ribbon which came with the dress and twirled around. "What ya think?" you put your hand on your hips which was covered by a colourful tutu like skirt.

"How lovely my girlfriend is!" his loud and love filled voice could be heard through the whole store as he looked you up and down.

"here try this pretty red one with hello kitty prints on it!" gogol pushes another dress infront of you, only this time it looks much shorter than before.

"Um kolya! I can't put on the top, it's kindaaaa tight" you ask for help from the dressing room except before you can look back, his large body is already behind you pushing on the button on your chest.

"WOAH that was fast, almost as if you were watching me" you stated suspiciously as he only chuckles "hahaha come on dove, I just helped you! Plus this dress isn't too tight is it?"

Though you had your suspicions it was nikolai, when does he not lie?

"It is kind of you know? But it's cute I guess" you look at the mirror infront of you and catch a certain pair of gloves hands slowly entice the waistband of the skirt.

"Even if the dress is tight, I will ripping it off of you tonight anyways, love."

His voice whispers in your ear softly which instantly made you push him out of the room.

"wow, didn't knew you were that sensitive to my handsome voice!"

You only heaved a sigh before changing into your normal clothes, feeling a bit flustered at his actions and his hand movement.

You had tried a black maid dress which obviously was nikolai most favourite, another you tried was a parriot costume maybe he got too excited when he saw that.

But to say the least he definitely made you twirl, ALOT.

Both of you walk out of the store hands filled with shopping bags. "You payed for them right, nikolai?"

"uh-huh! Don't worry (name) even though I stole the money from the prime ministers vault at least I payed!" he skips to an icecream shop.

"I mean that's the least terrifying thing you can do i guess." you sigh again, used to his cray cray tactics.

"Hey let's get icecream for all the dresses you tried! It must be hard wasn't it!!" before you can say yes or no, he had already bought the icecream and handed it to you.

"Ooh thank you, nikolai. I told my friends that just because you peeled someone skin off and made them wear it upside down that doesn't mean you can be a great boyfriend!"

you cheerfully lick the strawberry flavored icecream as both of you walk towards the sun, forgetting about all the crazy and jail-worthy crimes both of you committed.

a/n: sorry this wasn't good asa💔

[ofmdrecaps]

11/25-26/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR: Happy Belated Birthday Kristian!; Taika Waititi; Rachel House & David Fane; Joel Fry; Samson Kayo; Samba Schutte; Vico Ortiz; Anapela Polata'ivao; Guz Khan; Nat Torres; Damien Gerard; Fan Spotlight; Our Flag Means Fanfiction; Never Left Podcast; OFMD Spin the Bottle; Love Notes;

Also delayed due to Tumblr Blip, sorry all! I have some other great news though! The absolute sweetheart @lowrahh has volunteered to join my team to help get Alt Text added to the recaps! She's on the opposite side of the world so we may have some time syncing differences, but she's been helping me the last few days and it's been amazing! Thank you so much @lowrahh! Alrighty, on to the recap!

== Happy (Belated) Birthday Kristian! ==

Happy belated birthday to our dear Wee John-- Kristian Nairn! (11/25/2024) And guess what, he's on Bluesky now!

Source: Kristian Nairn's Instagram

Also, coming soon, is a new track by Kristian and MikeT! - Echo!

Source: Elliptical Sun Instagram

= Taika Waititi =

More interviews with Taika about Interior Chinatown! Silly things like "if you had an entrance song, what would it be?"

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Source: Interior Chinatown Hulu

= Rachel House & David Fane =

Rachel House, our Mary Reed, and our beloved Fang, David Fane were out at the Moana 2 Premiere in Australia! Moana 2 comes out in the US the 27th! Check it out if you can!

Source: ABC Pacific

Just some quick pics of our cast <3

Source: For Your Ref Pod

And David just being adorable.

Source: Awhimai Frasier Instagram

Source: Pere Yonce Instagram

And some silly interview questions at the premiere!

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= Joel Fry =

Our dear Frenchie is joining Ncuti Gatwa in the Doctor Who Christmas Special this year!

Source: Adopt Our Crew Bsky

= Samson Kayo =

Samson is going to be in the new Voltron cast along with several other amazing stars!

Source: Amazon MGM Studios and AdoptOurCrew Bsky. and Samson's instagram

= Vico Ortiz =

Our ever busy Jim Jimenez, Vico Ortiz is joining "Reckless Spirits", a short comedy film! There's a crowdfunding effort for getting it going! Any gifts made today through EOD on Thursday, November 28 will be DOUBLED by a match (up to $7,500). Wanna learn more or support it? Check out: https://bit.ly/reckless-giving

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Some love from a fan of one of Vico's voice acting works!

Source: Vico's Bsky

I believe this has been share before but Vico is out sharing things they've been tagged in so let's post it again! The audio version of Blood City Rollers by V.P. Anderson, Tatiana Hill, and featuring voicework by Vico! Check it out here!

Source: Vico's Bsky

= Samba Schutte =

One of the short films Samba starred in - Best Life - has been nominated for the LA Independent Film Channel Festival for 2024!

Source: Valerie and Chaney IG

= Anapela Polataivao =

In case you haven't cried today, here's Rachel House, sending love to Auntie! (Anapela Polata'ivao)

In other Tinā news, it'll be heading to the 2025 Palm Springs International Film Festival in the World Cinema Now section at select locations between Jan 4-10! To get tickets, visit the Palm Springs Site!

Source: Tinā the Film Instagram

= Guz Khan =

Guz is sending out some love to these bakers!

Source: Guz Khans IG stories

And here's Guz showing off in his sweet ride.

Source: Guz Khan's Threads

= Nat Torres =

Nat Torres, writer extraordinaire, always bringing a smile to our faces <3

Source: Nat's Instagram

= Damien Gerard =

As always, our Father Teach, aka Damien Gerard, one of the coolest cat dads on the web, loves to keep us busy with cat content!

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Our Flag Means Fanfiction =

New mini-episode of Our Flag Means Fanfiction is up! This time covering The "HighSchool Jukebox" Fics by @oatmilktruther! Read by BabyKraken! Check it out here!

Source: Our Flag Means Fanfiction Spotify.

= Never Left Podcast =

A new episode of Never Left is out on your favorite Podcast Platforms! This part 2 of the Flags set-- you can check it out on their linktr.ee!

Source: Never Left Podcast Instagram

= Seven_Sugars Spin the Bottle =

For those of you on Bluesky and Twitter, you may have seen this very fun post by Ashley (aka Seven_Sugars). It's a gif of our cast and a spinning bottle! You just screenshot the gif and it tells you who you get! (I got Lucius which is 100% awesome by me, call me Pete because I love that man). Wanna try it out? Visit Ashley's Bsky!

Source: Seven Sugars Bsky

== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies! There's definitely been some reminders lately that this time of year isn't the best time for everyone. Remember to be kind to yourself and don't beat yourself up too much ok? Sometimes you do everything right. Sometimes you do your best, you bust your ass, and then shit goes horribly wrong the last second. Whether it's a draft on something fan related, or getting to work on time, or preparing a candid talk with someone or being careful driving on ice, and someone else hitting you from behind. Whatever it is-- life sometimes just does not cooperate with your expectations.

To top it off, that can be very hard if you've already been dealing with so much. It really can. It can seem like.. NOTHING goes right, and like everything is frustrating, and when your cup is already full of nonsense it just starts overflowing.

You know what the good news is? Your cup will slowly drain over time the kinder you are to yourself. Rest helps it drain, love helps it drain, comfort helps it drain so you can have more room for the next thing that happens. Right now it feels like too much because your body and your mind need a break, and you deserve a break. Winter time is normally meant for human beings and animals to hibernate! To recover with the seasons! But now we work all the time, and it can burn us out real fast. Take care of yourselves, take breaks, and if shit goes wrong, keep taking breaks, if you can, until it doesn't feel so hard anymore <3 I hope you all rest this week and have some self-care time off if you have it-- and if you don't, please be safe out there. Thinking of you.

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[lbibliophile-sw]

Proof of ID

Also on AO3 [710w] @ailesswhumptober - day 20: accidental de-aging, "I'm not qualified for this shit" @corrieweek - day 3: "you shouldn't be here"

Fox lets himself slump as he climbs into the covered Guard speeder, finally escaping the top-priority meeting on… whatever it was. Thorn and Thire were also there – a waste, of resources, honestly, thankfully Stone was able to escape – so they can catch him up on anything actually important. It’s not like the natborns listen to their advice half the time anyway.

“Hey Fox, are you ok? Only, you were quieter than usual in there.”

“’m fine, Thire. Just tired.”

And he is, down to his bones. The sort of tired that comes from a multi-day blackout mission that has him ‘waking up’ only to face the entirety of his usual gruelling double shift ahead of him. He wants nothing more than to collapse on his bunk for a solid six hours, but instead, he has meetings, and datawork backlog, and whatever else comes up… Just the mere thought is enough for him to remove his helmet and rub at his aching eyes.

“Trooper!” Fox stiffens reflexively at Thorn’s Command voice, despite having spent the past two years as the highest-ranked clone on-planet. “Why are you wearing Commander Fox’s armour?”

Fox blinks at him, struggling to push his sluggish brain into gear. Why… is he wearing… his armour? Because it’s his? And he’s on duty?

“Oh! Is Fox alright? I mean, obviously not, since he sent you in his place. But I’m assuming he’s with Zontal? Or wait, is he not all back yet after the blackout? It has been longer than usual so I guess that might be a struggle.”

What?

“I have to say, you did a pretty good job of copying his body language. Until you took the helmet off, I really did think that it was just Fox having an off day; most people wouldn’t have noticed anything at all! How would you feel about being on call for a repeat performance? Anything to get Fox to rest occasionally.”

“Thire!” Thorn finally forces his way through the babbling. “Just, shut up. And you’re going straight to bunk when we get back, your triple-shift is showing. Now, Trooper, sitrep. And your name.”

“Uh, Fox?” It shouldn’t sound like a question – his name is the one answer he does have right now – but shouldn’t they know it too?

“It’s ok, you don’t have to keep pretending here. We sweep the speeders for bugs, and we already know you’re covering for him, besides –”

“Thire, enough. Let the shiny speak.”

“I’m not a shiny.” Thorn snorts.

“Maybe not a shiny, then. But you still can’t be more than, what, eight? Nine at a stretch?”

“I’m thirteen. I’m Fox. And you’re being mean. If this is revenge for saving your shebs when you tried to block that Senator’s access because you thought she was her own daughter…”

“What did you just say? No, seriously, I made Fox swear to never tell anyone about that.”

“I keep telling you I am Fox. Why won’t you believe me?”

“Ok. Ok. So, not body doubles, but Force osik. Maybe.” Thorn rummages in his belt pouches as he mutters to himself, finally pulling out some sort of case with a bright metal finish. “Here. I’m having a hard time believing you, because this is what you look like right now.”

Fox takes the case, holding it up so the smooth surface shows his reflection. He twists it back and forwards just to make sure. He raises his free hand to trace the smooth skin of his forehead, his eyes, his cheeks, watching the movement in the improvised mirror.

“Thorn. Thorn, someone stole my face.”

Thire reaches back to awkwardly pat him on the knee.

“Look on the bright side, at least you still have your helmet. You keep it on most of the time anyway.”

“But it was my face!”

“Alrighty,” Thorn interrupts the impeding meltdown. He is in a speeder with three-quarters of Coruscant Guard Command, he should not be having flashbacks to Kamino and cadet-duty. “I’m driving us back to base. Then you two are going to go to sleep, while I have an adult conversation with Zontal to try and figure this out. Any further discussion can wait until after those steps are completed. Got it?”

“Yes sir.”

“Yes Thorn.”

[austonwithan-o]

Summer Job- Trevor Zegras x Reader

After a certain boy walks into your hair salon. How could you say no to him asking you on a date? I mean customer satisfaction right?

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No warnings!

You had just recently moved to Bedford, NY to live with your grandparents. They offered for you to live with them during the summers when it was too expensive for you to fly back to Portland where your parents lived. Attending NYU completely on scholarship you didn’t have time for a job during the school year. You did cut hair on the side for some of your friends and they paid you some which covered some weekend excursions but nothing too crazy. Little did you know that side hustle would lead to you meeting the love of your life.

Sitting in your bed you scrolled through job listings, a lot of grocery stores, gas stations, target, fast food places were hiring but nothing really caught your eye. Annoyed you closed your laptop letting out a groan.

“I refuse to work at McDonald’s mom. I’m not coming home smelling like fries and grease and it’s a whole 40 minute drive from here! There’s literally nothing interesting here.” You were annoyed with the sparse selection of employment available and despite your obvious disappointment your mom let out a laugh much to your dismay.

“Honey I know you don’t wanna come home smelling like a fast food place but you’re gonna have to choose something. Plus it’s just for the summer! Just like what, 2 months? You can survive 2 months y/n or here maybe ask grandma and grandpa if they have any friends who have businesses. They know a lot of people around there.” Her voice rang through the speaker phone on your nightstand, it wasn’t a horrible idea, your grandparents did have a great reputation in the town and a lot of friends.

“Hmm you’re not wrong?” You said picking up your phone, “I’m gonna go talk to them it’s dinner time anyways.”

“Alright sweetie I love you! Have a goodnight and keep me updated on the job hunt.”

“Will do momma! Love you too!” Hanging up and making your way downstairs the smell of your grandmas food was heavenly. You loved it here.

“Oh perfect! I was just about to call you down!”

Your grandpa said pulling a chair out for you to sit. You smiled and thanked him as he pushed it in.

“So grandpa I was on the phone with mom, looking for jobs with her and I was wondering if you knew anyone who would be willing to hire me for the summer? I mean there’s fast food and restaurants and stuff but I just thought maybe you’d have more, I guess, connections around here?” Taking a bite of the chicken on your plate. There was a few seconds of silence before your grandma spoke.

“You know I actually do know someone who’s hiring but are you good with hair? My friend Carla has a hair studio 10 minutes into town and she’s looking for another employee.”

Bingo.

“I can cut hair! I have a little side hustle at school cutting hair for like $10. I mean I’m not professional but I’m definitely not bad at it. I can also style and dye hair too!” This was the perfect job you thought plus the tips would be great!

“Her name is Carla! I’m going in tomorrow to get my hair trimmed. I’ll introduce you to her, she’s such a sweet lady!” Your grandma said, “We will leave around 11? My appointment is at 11:15 and I like getting there a bit early.”

You agreed. After dinner you spent a few hours playing cards and chatting with your grandparents eventually heading up to your room.

You woke up around 10:30am a little tired from staying up watching hair tutorials refreshing your memory on how to cut hair but you didn’t need much reminding.

You showered, got dressed and ran downstairs grabbing the keys to your old Jeep.

“Grandma I’ll drive!” You exclaimed rushing out the door.

“Alrighty I’ll be there in a second.”

The drive was peaceful. Driving through the colorful country you couldn’t help but admire how nice and green everything around you was. Your thoughts were interrupted by your grandma.

“I don’t know if you watch hockey at all but Carla has a little bit of a celebrity customer you know.” She smiled, “I’ve met him before his name is Trevor Zegras. He’s a hockey player. I’m not sure which team but he’s a cutie. Maybe you’ll get to cut his hair.” She shot you a wink making you roll your eyes.

“Ah yes grandma I definitely need a hot hockey player boyfriend to distract me all summer.”

“He’s a very charming young man! I bet you two would hit it off!” You laughed at her statement. A relationship was definitely the last thing on your mind for the summer. Making friends? That would be fun but definitely no boyfriend.

“Grandma you know I don’t need a boyfriend. I mean especially since I would just be leaving to school in a few months.”

“You never know y/n! People come into your life for different reasons.”

You smiled at her words but it was true. You didn’t want a summer fling. It wasn’t your style. If you were gonna date someone it was going to be serious and having a hockey boyfriend was definitely not on your list of things you needed.

You arrived at the hair salon. The sign displayed on top read, “Bedford Village Hair Design” it was a cute little shop. You could see a few workers at their stations and a few customers in the chairs. You both walked in hearing the chime of the bells, “Alice! Good to see you! You’re a bit early but I’ll just get you started over here-“ the woman who you assumed to be Carla gave you a wide smile.

“And who might you be?” She asked pulling you into a hug.

“Carla this is my granddaughter y/n! She’s staying with me for the summer and I brought her here to introduce her to you! She’s looking for a summer job and I think she would be perfect for your salon!” She said as she sat down in the seat, you followed close behind the two, standing beside Carla.

“Well I definitely wouldn’t be apposed! Can you cut men’s hair? I have more and more male clients coming in and I need more help around here!” Carla spoke trimming away at your grandmas hair. She was definitely not new to this.

“Yes! I cut my guy friends hair all the time in school. It’s like a little side hustle so I can make some money during the year.” You explained.

“You know what that sounds great! If you want just swing by tomorrow let’s say around 9:30am and you can start if that’s okay with you? I have someone coming in at 9:45am who you can do. He’s very sweet.”

“That sounds awesome! Thank you so much!”

You waited in the corner for your grandma to be done her hair which took about 20 more minutes and with that you both left after.

The next morning you woke up throwing on a flowy floral dress trying to match the vibe of everyone’s outfits yesterday. You wanted to make a good first impression so you took your time with your hair and makeup. Rushing out the door it was 9:15 by the time you left luckily there’s never any traffic in the small town.

Walking inside the small business you were greeted by Carla and another worker Gracie. She was around Carla’s age and very very sweet as well.

“Hi you must be y/n!” She greeted you giving you a hug.

“Yes! It’s good to meet you?”

“Gracie! My name is Gracie! Well I’ll give you the heads up since you’re new I’m gonna let you take my regular client at 9:45 today. His name is Trevor! He’s very nice so don’t be intimidated and he will let you know how he wants his cut.” She said handing you an apron.

For some reason your heart dropped a bit but you didn’t know why. You hadn’t even met the guy let alone seen his face and already freaking out.

“Are you sure? I mean I can take someone else if you want-“

“Lovely don’t be silly! I insist don’t worry he won’t bite you! I’ll still be here I’ll just be organizing in the back and Carla will be in the front or back with me.” She said and with that the sound of the door opening and the bells jingling made you freeze in your place.

“Carla! Gracie! And new girl?” You shyly turned around to face him. His smiled was so bright and his eyes were so pretty. He walked over and gave Carla a hug all while scanning you up and down. He pulled away eventually giving you a firm handshake. His touch sending sparks up your arm, making butterflies form in your stomach.

Oh my God he was gorgeous.

“Trevor this is y/n! Y/n this is Trevor! She’s gonna be cutting your hair today Trevor.” Gracie said grabbing his hand. His eyes hadn’t left yours and you could sense the nervous energy radiating off of his tall figure. He ran a hand through his dirty blonde hair which fell perfectly back into place framing his chiseled features.

“Oh cool! I’ll get a buzzcut this time.” The two older women let out exaggerated gasps slapping his shoulder making him laugh.

“Hey I’m kidding! You know I’d never do that Carla.” You couldn’t help but laugh as well at their reaction. You were already loving this job and you’d been there for about 10 mins.

“Trevor the day you get a buzzcut is the day I officially quit my job.” She handed you a barbers gown and he followed your lead by sitting down in the chair letting you throw it over him securing it in the back. Your hands were shaking and he could feel it as you tied the back lightly brushing the back of his neck.

“Alright y/n let me know when you’re done, I’m going to help Gracie in the back. Trevor no buzzcuts.” She gave him another light slap on the shoulder and he shot her a wink. The two ladies walked off exchanged glances at the two of you.

“You can lean back and I’ll wash your hair first.” He followed your directions placing his head in the neck rest.

“I’ve been coming here for a long time and I’ve never seen you here or around here for that matter. Where you from?” Trevor asked looking at you. You refused to make eye contact with him because you knew you’d fold under his eye contact.

“I’m from Portland but I live here in the summer times and I go to school at NYU.” You explained as you massaged his scalp with the shampoo.

“Oh that’s sick! Yeah I live here during the summers but I’m in Cali most of the year.” He was very obviously enjoying you running your hands through his hair and you couldn’t deny. You did as well.

“My grandma comes here a lot. She said you play hockey huh? I didn’t know there were hockey teams in California.” You admitted almost feeling a bit stupid letting those words leave your mouth. Trevor grinning at your remark.

“It’s a weird place for ice hockey that’s for sure but yeah the Anaheim Ducks. I’m guessing you don’t watch hockey?”

“Not at all. I’m not huge into sports but I played volleyball in high school.” You rinsed his hair off then wrapped his hair up in a towel and motioned for him to move to the hair cutting seat. His height shocked you a bit more when he stood up letting you really observe him. You caught the smell of his cologne as he walked by sitting down in the chair. You couldn’t get enough of him but you were fighting the feelings.

“I’ll have to get you to watch a few games. It’s important if we’re friends you watch hockey or at least know how the game works.” He stated looking at you through the mirror making it harder to concentrate with his gaze.

“Also, keep the shape but just make it a bit shorter. It’s kind of hard to see now.” Trevor grabbed a front strand of his hair pulling it down his face to see how long it was.

“Oh so we’re friends now?” Teasing him a bit. You snipped away at his hair following his request. You couldn’t help but notice all the tattoos on his arms as well letting your eyes scan his features more.

“I mean I’m trusting you with my hair so of course we’re friends but let’s say I ask you out on a date. Would that make or break the friendship.” The question caught you off guard.

Y/n you just said you weren’t gonna date anyone. Tell him no.

“I mean I don’t see how a date could hurt the friendship. I’m free anytime past 4 when the salon closes.” You couldn’t believe you just said that. It was like you had no control.

“Perfect I’ll pick you up at 4 tonight. What you’re wearing is perfect.” You blushed at his comment. Finishing up his hair and blow drying it. He stood up and you shook the barber cape off. You did a pretty good job you couldn’t lie.

“You know I might have you cut my hair from now on beautiful.” He turned around to face you.

“I mean I charge more so if you’re fine with that I’m fine with that.” Joking obviously you walked over to the wall grabbing a broom to sweep up all the hair you cut off.

“Worth every penny. I’ll pick you up at 4 from here. Leave your car here and we’ll just take mine.” Carla came back to the front soon after.

“Yay no buzzcut! You did really well Y/n.” Carla gave you an encouraging pat on the shoulder.

Trevor made his way up to the front with Carla to pay while you cleaned up the hair on the floor.

“I’ll see you tonight y/n.” Winking at you he left the salon.

“I’m guessing you two hit it off huh?” Carla smirked.

“I mean I wouldn’t deny it.” You blushed at her comment making her laugh.

“He’s a great kid y/n. I wouldn’t let him near you if he wasn’t.” Carla smoothed out her apron retreating to the back again.

This was gonna be a very interesting summer and an even more interesting school year.

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Tbh idk how I feel about this one but oh well

[justroaminground]

heat of the moment (Sam Winchester x Reader)

summary: you have deep feelings for sam and there is this one point where everything just escalates. it ends in hot and rough sex.

warnings: NSFW, smut, 18+, rough language, getting physical, fluff, oral

Enjoy and if there are any requests feel free to leave them. Sorry for mistakes i am sure you get the point. ;) xx

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there are no words in the world to describe how you feel about sam. deep down you always felt so calm and safe around him. the feelings slowly but steady got stronger and without being aware he meant..too much? the topics you two had were always very casual and not very deep. just like the ones with dean. the three of you keep a close relationship and it can get emotional, but you tend to keep it light hearted. the hunting itself was serious enough. you've spent quite some time with the two of them now, but started to have very deep feelings for sam. there was no way for you to ever express them to him. love did and always will make things more complicated, so it seems only logical to simply keep them to yourself.

the three of you were sitting in the library of the bunker, reading one book after the other just to understand what lucifers next steps could be or what the heck the current occasions meant. your head pounded and you startet to squint your eyes from time to time, since it felt like your head was about to explode from getting too much information at once.

"ugh..guys i feel like my head is about to explode!" you grunted rushing your hands through your hair.

"literally have been doing this for ages, but I will never get used to it. so i get it pricess." dean sighed.

sam laughed and smirked like an idiot . "well not to be a know-it-all, but i for sure could do this for years! i guess, thank you to the almost started lawyer career!

"i would have loved to see you in a courtroom" you answered cheekily.

before sam was able to answer a cold breeze streaks your body and uncertain you spun around. Unfortunately too quick and knocked a glass from the table.

"Cas!" relieved seeing him a smiled formed on your lips.

castiel bit his lower lip and took a deep breath. "it confuses me how you guys don't get used to me" he stated in a monoton voice sighting.

you rolled your eyes laughing. trying to get up, without standing into the puddle, to clean the mess. you get pushed back down onto the chair and looked up at a warm smile from sam.

"let me get that for you" he pointed onto the mess on the floor and left the library.

insecure you nodded your head and got out of the space so he could clean it up.

"so?! do you have news or simply showed up to make us jump?!" dean pointed out and got up. he leaned at the side of the table and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

the two of them got into a heavy conversation about the latest news about lucifer pretty quick, but you couldn't really follow. your head still pounded like crazy. you made your way to the kitchen to get some painkillers.

before you got into the kitchen you walked past sam and gave him a little smile.

"everything alrighty?" he checked up on you and eyed you up and down.

you looked at him for a second and let the image of him standing there sink in. the hair falling down on his forehead and hung a bit onto his face. jaw clenched, eyes piercing through you. his broad shoulders and muscular body covered in a dark colored flannel. the strong arms and large hands holding the kitchen cloth. you swallowed hard, but played it cool of course.

"yeah course no worries, just can't see any books no more for today!" you turned your back to him, rubbed your forehead and made it into the kitchen. pressed your lips together and exhaled deeply as you heard him walking away slightly laughing.

"take your time this evening, we will stay at the bunker anyway!" he called back.

you took a pill against the evil pain and made your way out of the kitchen. hearing the three of them talking and you decided to head back to your room.

leaning the door shut, you let your clothes fall to the floor and made your way into your bathroom. since the bunker is so big, everyone of you has their own bathroom. thank god! you wouldn't want to share your bathroom with one of the guys.

dimming the lights in the bathroom you let the water fill up the tube and add your favorite scent. your eyes adjusted and relaxed to the relaxed mood. it has been ages since you took a bath, but need one so desperately. there just never seemed enough time to fully rest, so you always went with the showers. the past few months have been extra rough. not even sleep has gotten you out of the misery.

carefully you slipped into the warm water and let it hug your body. silently hissing and cursing over the pain it gave you when the water reached some wounds or sore spots. finally sitting in there you laid your hands around your body and just let the feeling of calmness sink in.

you may not be feeling the best, but enjoy every second around these guys. cas, dean and sam have been family to you every since. even though there were those feelings about sam you couldn't really get under control. staring at the ceiling your thoughts ran off. the silence was so loud in your head.

you just couldn't help, but think of sam again. how he was standing there. his tall and broad frame. his strong gaze, staring up and down at you with worry in his eyes. he was naturally such a warm hearted person and always made sure each and everyone is okey. taking a deep breath you allowed yourself to sink just a bit more into your thoughts about him.

in your head, you framed him one more time from head to toe. slowly your head falls to the side and you softly stroke along your arm. imagining how it would feel like to touch him. it wasn't like you never touched him, but just never in a deeper..sensual way.

you imagined the same situation from before in your hand. standing in front of him and laying your hand gently on his. softly stroking upwards to his forearm and stopping just above his elbow. feeling his warm skin through the flannel you moved even closer and rested your head on his chest. looking up at him, to make sure he is okey with what you were doing. feeling strong hands wrapping you up safely. you buried your face back into his chest and imagines it so strongly, it felt real.

a well known warmth flowed through you. feeling your body reacting very strong to these thoughts you tensed up, because it felt so wrong feeling all of these things and imagining those situations. getting completely lost in your daydream your body can no longer tell the difference between reality and thoughts.

with that you felt how you were getting aroused, pressing your legs against eachother, sitting up in the tube trying to knock logical thinking back into you mind. "get your shit together" mumbling to yourself you rubbed your eyes.

"AHA! chilling while we're doing the work?!" dean stormed into the bathroom without hesitation and looked at you with a bright smirk on his face.

"WHAT THE HELL DEAN?!" you cried out and some water splashed to the ground. you laughed a bit, but looked back up at him. "i need a break sorry, thought i'd take the night off"

"uh.. I'm sorry just wanted to scare you.." he admits while taking a few steps back. "yeah i get that no worries! sam just told me you weren't seeming okey. i wanted to check up on you."

considering the thoughts you just had, you feelt really uncomfortable. feeling caught in something very private. you were able to feel the heat burn in your checks and looked at dean hoping he would finally leave since scaring you already worked!

"everything is fine just..you know it has been rough" you assured him with a little nod and chewed on the inside of your cheek.

"may i?" he pointed to the bathtube edge.

"yeah sure" you confirmed to him.

settling down next to you he gave you a soft an warm look. you already knew what was about to come, but talks like this were needed here and there.

"sam and i grew up like this. it was always our destiny and it will always be. i told you this many times, but you do not have to do this. you have the choice of having a normal life.." his voice echoing calmly through the bathroom. looking straight in your eyes and making sure you really took in what he just told you.

"dean i choose to do this with both of you. i want to be here. you two are like family to me." trying to explain what is going on in your head you gave him a weak smile and shrugged your shoulders.

while smirking he looked down onto the floor and back at you. he placed a kiss on your forehead and nodded. "stubborn like a winchester."

letting out a laugh you slapped his shoulder and point to the door. "you need to go now! i need some rest from you two idiots! "

dean held up his hands in defense and made his way to the door. "never speak up against a woman" he left the bathroom and closed the door.

letting yourself fall back and sink down into the tube again. silence filled the room and you were able to hear sam and dean talking.

"did she say anything?" sam questioned dean.

"you listened why are you asking?!" dean stated laughing.

"that is not true!" sam defended himself and you laughed out silently. feeling flattered at the fact, sam is checking up on you through dean.

"well ask her yourself." dean insisted.

"dean you know damn well you're having a way better connection to here than i am. she would never open up to me like she does to you" sam explained to dean and you held your breath afraid of not being able to hear everything.

you never really thought about it, but he was right. you kind of kept yourself distanced from sam. being afraid you won't be able to control yourself. showing him too much how you feel about him. so keeping him at distance seemed like the right thing to do.

not wanting to think about all of that anymore you got up and finished the bath with a shower. stopping yourself from listening to the rest of the conversation. making yourself clear again why you are here, here were way more important things to do then to follow your stupid feelings. you pushed them aside like always and distracted yourself.

dressed in a fresh set of pj's you were getting ready for bed. before you left your room you were making sure the hallways are empty and sneaked into the kitchen. you went straight for the kettle to make yourself some goodnight tea. you got disturbed by the other winchester.

"gosh you're still up?" speaking into sam's direction you kept yourself bussy setting up the kettle.

"uh, yeah couldn't sleep yet" he confirmed without looking up from his laptop.

nodding your head, you got back to your kettle and waited until the water was boiling. while preparing your cup and tea you could feel his gaze on your back. you tried to shake it off, but the feeling just got very intense. looking over your shoulder to sam you were looking straight into his eyes.

"would you mind, making me one too?" he asked softly and pointed to the cups.

"course not!" you whispered softly back. kinda disappointed at the fact he was just staring, because he wanted something. you prepared his cup. noticing the teas are empty. you looked for them in the drawer not being able to find one more teabag.

"i think we need to get some. don't find any in here" you told him while searching in the other drawers.

"in the cupboard above the coffeemachine we still have some" sam explained and tipped on his laptop.

"oh right thanks" nodding your head you made your way to the coffeemachine. stretching up to the cupboard trying to reach the pack of teabags.

feeling a warm and strong body right behind yours you completely freez in shock. sam.

"let me get that for you." sam mumbled while reaching up to get them for you.

his body is pressed up against yours which made you grip onto the kitchencounter very aggressively. a wave of heat rolled over your body and you took deep breath. within seconds the body contact stopped and he stepped back handing them to you.

slightly dazed from what just happened you turn to him and took them.

"not everyone was granted to be that tall!" you laughed it off. trying to loosen up the tensed situation you turned to the kettle and took it off the heat.

with a laugh he settled back onto this chair and nods. "well it is curse and blessing" sam spoke up.

you're settling down on the chair in front of him and placed his cup next to his laptop.

"well I think being that tall is always a blessing"

"mhm..help me to understand that?"

"maybe i will find the right words after a good 8 hours of sleep" you laughed and leaned in your chair.

he kept his stupid smirk and looked back down to his laptop and licks his lower lip. you bite down hard onto your molars and followed with your gaze, how his tongue traced along his lower lip. getting to comfortable with watching him like that you nervously got up.

"so i see you're really bussy. don't wanna distract you. i will just head back to my room." bursting out a bit too insecure you pushed the chair back to the table and gave him a tired smile.

"you're not distracting me in any bad way.." he cleared his throat looking at you. "could need a smart head like yours, helping me with these cryptic texts." he pointed to his laptop and nods, pressing his lips together.

"love to solve a good mystery" you confidently talked back and took a seat right next to sam. taking a deep breath you pushed away all disturbing thoughts and settled into working mood.

hours passed by like minutes and you found yourself leaning against the wall sitting on the table and sam walked the kitchen up and down.

"Genesis 3:16 – To the woman he said, “I will make your pains in childbearing very severe;  with painful labor you will give birth to children. Your desire will be for your husband, and he will rule over you.” you repeat the text on the laptop and looked over to sam. "sounds pretty sadistic to me" you added while raising a eyebrow.

"I do not know by any means, why the devil quotes this from the bible and I hope we won't find out." sam let out a exhausted breath while walking towards the table.

"I think you need some rest now, well we do!" you told him while carefully sliding from the table.

"Yeah you're probably right.." sam nodded and smiled.

wanting to make your way to the door, sam grabbed your wrist and softly pulled you into a hug.

"sleep well" he whispers against your hair and you found yourself wrapping your arms around his torso. you buried your face in his chest and inhaled his scent. your body takes in every second, feeling him this close.

"heard you're very tired. take your time and rest." he whispered against your hair and stroke your back. giving yourself completely to him, you can already feel your body craving so much more.

"thank you sam, i will" looking up to him smiling and you buried your face into his chest once again. you left the kitchen heading back to your room. As soon as you got into your room you closed the door desperately.

"holy fuck" you whisper to yourself, locking the door and crawled into bed. at the end of the day you were just human, made of flesh, emotions and consciousness. feeling the need to satisfy yourself you strip your cloths off to the floor and relaxed into bed.

the heat in your body and especially between your legs made you weak. you needed to touch yourself, you had to satisfy your craving. it suddenly felt so hard controlling yourself around sam and you were finally able to give yourself away to those feelings.

your warm hands found their way along your body. stroking it and caring for it. goosebumps crossed your body and a quiet whimper left your lips. imagining those strong hands all over your body you felt your body tens up.

fingers made their way between your legs and fingertips gently stroke your sensitive spot. another quiet whimper left your mouth and your abdomen pressed needy against your fingers.

getting hungry for your orgasm. your thoughts got filthier and your hands rougher. your body winded from one position to the other and literally screamed for more. it was not just your body craving for more, but your soul was begging for more. pressing your face into a pillow you, hunting down your long awaited release. your sweaty body pressed into the mattress, twitching and messed up. you can already feel your walls clench around your fingers.

convulsively you moved two fingers in and out of your wet and heated tightness finding yourself half sitting by now. your head rested on your shoulder and your mouth falls open as you can already feel the heat overcoming you.

"i know now why lucifer quotes the bibel!" fully excited you heard sam knocking on your bedroom door.

full on scared you let out a unexpected scream and your orgasm just vanished. breathing heavy you looked around embarrassed trying to find something to cover up.

"are you okey?!" worried sam knocked one more time on the door and panic arises in your chest.

"sam you scared me! i-i was already asleep what the fuck!" unable to find the right words you stumbled what seems to sound right in this situation and you put you pj's back on.

still breathing heavy you opened up your bedroom door. with flustered cheeks you look up at him. sam stood there only wearing his pj's trousers, shirtless looking at you full on concerned.

"uhm..sure" he raised an eyebrow and eyed you from head to toe. "i didn't mean to..disturb i guess" he added while tracing every detail on your face with his gaze.

"oh shut up, get your ass in here and explain the quote now!" you distracted him from further guessing what you just did and moved back to your bed. cheeks were still burning red from what you just did and to be fair your body still felt kinda weak and your head dizzy.

"i think this can wait until tomorrow. for now you really just need some time off!" sam pointed at you and puts his hand onto his hips.

not really thinking, but just going after your instincts you allow yourself to let your eyes wander along his body. maybe a one time thing won't harm anyone? maybe you will finally realize it's just sex you're in need for and not sam? eyes slowly found their way back up to sam's and you find a very amused grin on his face. your cheeks turned red from zero to ten real quick and you just turned away. it's all or nothing right now right?! whatever you were done with holding it back and decided to let the tiger out.

"no need to be ashamed love. at the end of the day we're all just human." sam filled the silence with this low and soft voice. breaking the carousel of thoughts in your head.

having the strong desire to take control you take a deep breath and moved your body on the bed to the edge. ready to play the game he just started. you bit your lower lip, slightly tilted your head to the side and parted your lips to speak.

"not just, that you're disturbing me while i am enjoying my me-time." you paused to slowly undressing your pj's bottom, to leave you in a oversized shirt, fuzzy socks and a thong. "you dare to come in here with only your bottoms not even wearing a shirt?" sam's face get's from pretty confident to shocked real quick, but that just but's more gas into the fire for you. "how outraged of you to behave like that in front of a woman" taking the soft seam between your fingers and undress your shirt next, which leaves you in only your thong and fuzzy socks in front of him. exposing your body to him. "i am disappointed sammy." the last words leave your mouth as dirty whisper while observing every single facial muscle.

sam is not able to hide his lust in any way. his eyes darkened halfway through your show and his jaw so clenched sonhard, it must be hurting. his dark grey bottoms gave you a very good sight of how hard he got. his clearly visible boner pressing against his sweatpants "never thought that this much of kinky whore sleeps in you, y/n." never in all those years you have heard his voice so deep and raspy, sending shivers through your body. pressing together your tights you couldn't hide a naughty smirk.

"maybe the angels heard my dirty prayers and made them come true." you whispered and gently moved your hips on the bed.

"i don't think the angels work for demons." sam eyed you up and down and bites his lower lip. stroking his boner through his sweatpants he took one step closer to you.

"you're calling me a demon? how can such offending words leave your mouth?" fucking turned on you can't help, but started to stroke your boob with one hand. "i mean i know you're having a sweet spot for demons..sammy"

sam pressed his lips together and it was glas clear you just hit a very sensitive spot. his eyes got darker and it seemed like a switch got flicked. "you sure you wanna play like that? not sure if you can handle that." he turned and checked the hallway to see if dean was somewhere near. he closed the door and locked it, turning back to you.

every step he made you watched him closely. your heart pounded heavy against your chest and you felt tingling in your stomach. "oh..i don't think dean would like the way you're talking to me sammy." with a huge smirk on your face, you bit your lower lip and played with you nipple. a soft moan escaped your lips and your body craved his touch.

"fucking tease, you little whore." he stepped right in front of you and but his hand into your hair at the back of your head. rough but hot he pulls your head back and makes you look up at him. your heart jumped and you couldn't hold the excitement.

"i like your determination. remembers me of the good old days your soul burned in hell." you whispered and placed one hand on his upper stomach slowly making your way down to his waistband. giving him a dirty look while smirking.

he took your hand into his and pushed it aside. he leaned down to you and looked straight into your eyes. you watches his almost black eyes from lust and gazed at him with your purest innocent look. "he's still in here and i will let him play with you tonight. he will fuck the innocence out of this pretty body. "his low raspy voice made you shiver even more and your breath started shaking. he observed your needy body and placed a kiss on your jawline. placing more kisses along your neck. he let go of your hair and pulled you up. you wrapped your legs around his waist and your hands around his neck. crashing your lips hungrily against his. he bit softly onto your lower lip and deepened the kiss. heavy breathing filled the room and your craving got stronger.

"touch me and use me" you managed to plead against his lips and your pressed your chest against his.

"oh i will. i will fuck you like a whore. " he whispered harsh and placed you back onto the bed. he hovered above you and started kissing and softly biting your soft skin from your neck to your boobs. making your body arch up against his in need of his body. you pressed your thigh against his crotch feeling his hard member.

sam's hand roamed along your body and cared for every inch in need of his touch. he got up and took the back of your knees, pulling you to the edge of the bed.

"sit for me like a nice angel." he growled and got down onto his knees.

you sat up feeling weak and dizzy from all the hormones rushing through your body. "as long as you fuck me like the devil.." you sweetly talked back and supported yourself with your hands in the mattress.

he literally ripped off your thong and just threw it to the side. his hands push your thighs apart and his head buried between your legs. his warm breath and soft tongue made you explode on the inside and you couldn't help but let out a moan full of relish while gripping his hair.

"oh fuck sammy!" you moaned under your breath and pushed his head a bit more against your wet center.

his fingers grab hard onto your thighs and you could feel his tongue slipping into you, just teasing you as he pulled away and made you look at him.

"call me sammy one more time and you will regret it." he stated and got up.

Needing a moment to process what he just told you, you nooded quickly and watched him getting up.

"please let me taste you." you whimpered quietly at the loss of his touch and your facial features showed pure innocence. very turned on by this sam. he lays one hand onto your cheek and strokes over your lips with his thumb.

"you want to suck me cock little angel? then ask for it. be a good girl and ask for it like a decently angel. " sam commands while holding the very intense eye contact.

"l-let me suck you off sammy" not being able to help yourself, but tease him to the very edge.

his hand let's go of your cheek and lands on your cheek with a very dominated slap. your head falls to the side and a filthy smirk crosses your face. it hurt but just in the right ways. a sparkle lights up in your eyes and you looked back at him. his hand stroke over the cheek and to your throat, squeezing it slightly but just enough.

"on your knees. now." he hissed, lascivious eyes staring into your soul. he let go of your neck and pulled his sweatpants down. revealing his rock hard cock ready for you to take every inch of it.

you wasted no second and dropped to your knees. you took his cock into your hand and spit on it. stroking it a few times before you took him into your mouth. swirling your tongue around his tip and full on taking him inch by inch.

"that dirty little mouth!" sam breathed out and grabbed your hair. not just sucking him of but giving him a full on show by playing with yourself and moaning against his cock.

As you felt him twitching in your mouth you took him in even deeper gagging at his length, waiting desperately for him to come in your mouth.

without any warning he pulls you back and shakes his head. "No. you won't get me just yet." he pulled you up onto your feed and pushed you back onto the bed.

"p-please sam just..." not able to finish your sentence you looked up at him helpless gripping the bedsheets.

laying on top of you, he pushed your legs apart from each other with his hands and you let your head fall back to bed. closing your eyes and giving yourself away to sam and trust him with every inch of your body.

"look at me" he demanded. "i wanna see the hurt on your face, when you have to take it all in at once."

your eyes swung open and you looked up at him. your hands rested on his biceps and you wiggled your hips slightly. "fuck me sam!" you begged desperately. he pushed his full length into you and stopped for a minute. your eyes widened and you moaned out.

"fucking -" you clawed into his biceps and felt yourself stretch around him. "use me for whatever you want me.." you breathed out against his neck and sucked on his soft skin.

he started to thrust in and out of you. going faster at times and slowing down thrusting harder into you. with every thrust you felt yourself coming closer. your sight got dizzy and you clawened onto sam. taking him full in, feeling your craving being fulfilled. you felt so many feelings at once it overwhelmed you.

sams grip on your thighs got rougher and his thrust sloppier. "you're so tight, you feel so good my little angel" he moand raspy and moved one hand from your tight to your abdomen. his hand pushed softly down and with his cock he reached that one spot which pushed you over the edge.

"h-holy fuck i'm gonna cum sam" you cried out and he placed one hand onto your mouth.

"cum for me!" he moaned out and gave you very deep and hard thrusts. you rolled your eyes back and your head dropped back onto the bed. with shaking legs you pushed your pelvis up against him and your hands fell weak onto the bed.

he took your pelvis into his big hands and pushed himself a few more times into you. suddenly the time seems to stand still and your body tensed up. your mouth fell open and wave of energy flows through your body. moaning out his name, while your walls tightened around his thick cock you came and it felt like complete ecstasy.

sam pushed himself deep into you and let out a heavy moan. he supported himself with one hand onto the bed right besides your body and the other hand still on your pelvis.

"you drove me crazy, y/n" sam breathed exhausted and his hair hung onto his face.

you looked up at him feeling high and drunk from all of the feelings you just went through. "come here, please" your voice breaks and you try to reach up for him.

he pulls himself gently out of you and laid down besides you. his strong arms wrapped you up safely and hugged you. you pressed yourself against his body closing your eyes.

you gently stroke his chest and placed a kiss on it. "it may make things more complicated, but you don't know how much i craved for this.." without really think about it you confessed to him.

"we do not have do make it complicated. let's see where it leads us." he placed a kiss on your head and let go of you just a bit so he could look into your eyes. "i never knew you felt this way not the slightest bit. to be honest i thought you're into dean."

you laughed embarrassed against his chest and looked back up at him. "i was afraid of losing you and dean. i guess it was self protection?"

"well stop protecting yourself!" he laughed, hugging you closer again and you took a deep breath taking his scent in. you closed your eyes and fell asleep in his arms.

[dronebiscuitbat]

Give me a Reason: Chapter 12- "Petals"

Uzi sat on the park bench scrolling through songs on her phone, the air around her was warm and humid, summer seemed to come faster every year and this year was no different. It was marginally cooler in Copper, the valley it resided in shielding it from the sun's rays most of the day, but not by much.

The park itself was nothing special, a small playground in the middle with a few covered seating areas around it, she was just on the outskirts, sitting under a dogwood tree that was spitting it's big, pink flower petals out at everyone who passed it. She'd already had to pick several out of her hair.

And at exactly 6:30pm. A dark grey BMW pulled into the parking lot, and Uzi looked up at it before looking back down at her phone.

N:I'm here! Where are you?

Nvm! I see you!

Uzi blinked, looking back at the fancy BMW that had just pulled in and sighing, oh so N's family had money, money. That made a bit of sense, though she was a little surprised he'd never mentioned it before.

She stood up, dusting herself of and trying to look as presentable as possible, suddenly feeling a little self conscious in her tank top and (currently open) jacket.

A tall woman with long brown hair and gorgeous emerald green eyes stepped out of the sedan, doing a once over of the park before the passenger door opened and out stepped N. A hoodie and jeans despite the temperature. (Though it's not like she had room to talk)

N pointed at her excitedly, which made her freeze for a moment before awkwardly smiling. Stepping up towards them a bit warily.

“Um, heeey?” Oh fuck everything, she was so awkward. Someone please come rescue her from this conversation.

“Hey Uzi! This is Tessa! The chef of the food you like so much!” She winced, they hadn't shared lunch that often, but being put on the spot so suddenly made her heart speed up and breath get caught in her throat.

“Oh-uh, it's nice to meet you. I guess.” She curled in a bit on herself, feeling more out of place then ever. She felt her face getting warm despite her efforts to stop it.

“Oooh, N didn't tell me his ‘partner' was the girl he met on the first day.” She side eyed N, a smirk growing on her face as she turned to him.

“You didn't lie to mom to go on a date did you little bro~?” She teased, earning a squeek as N turned an impressive shade of cherry red, something that seemed to also spread to Uzi, as she looked down to hide her own fluster.

It wasn't a date! It was an exhibition to gather data! No romantic undertones at all! Nothing romantic about hunting for ghosts!

“Tessa!” N seethed, being the first time Uzi had seen him look genuinely upset since she'd known him. “Its-Its not a date! And I didn't lie! She is my project partner!” He defended, fidgeting his hands.

“Riiiight, alrighty then. It's nice to meet you too Uzi, N was right, you are very pretty.” Tessa winked at her, and Uzi felt whatever oxygen she had escape in a tiny gasp as N looked like he was about to perish on the spot.

“I'll be back at ten sharp. Have fun you two!” Tessa waved them off, chuckling to herself at the way she embarrassed her younger brother before hopping back in the car. N was still stuck ramrod straight, face redder then beetroot.

There was a moment of very tense silence, before N cleared his throat, trying to calm down a little.

“Ah-uh… don't mind her, she likes to embarrass me…” He explained, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly, smiling like a fool.

Uzi gave a half-laugh. “I-Its okay. She's your older sister, it's kinda her job right?” Her hands gripping onto the bottom fluff of her jacket as she also tried to coax the heat from her face.

Right. She just likes to embarrass him. He probably never said that about her…

“You are- you are though.” He murmured, looking down at his own feet to avoid looking anywhere near her.

Well that certainly didn't help calm her fluster.

“Oh… thank you?” She managed to get out before she had to look away, a dumb, smiley look on her face. She still didn't know how to take compliments, and this one made her heart feel all fluttery… for some reason.

“You have petals in your hair.” N said after a moment of awkwardly walking back to the bench she was at before. Pointing at the pink petals caught in her beanie and purple locks.

“Huh? Agh! Come on!” She shook her head and huffed, watching as a few petals floated down around her, crossing her arms.

“Uh… there's still… here.” He suddenly stepped incredibly close, hand brushing through her hair as he fished for the final stubborn flower, she almost wanted to yell at him for invading her personal space, instead all she could do was squeak and watch his arm like a mouse watching a cat.

The moment was over quickly. N pulling back with an intact pink flower in his hand, he was beaming, letting the flower float out of his hand and onto the ground gently.

“There! It really wanted to stay with you!” He giggled, fidgeting with his hands again.

Uzi blinked. Before figuratively slapping herself. Pulling herself put of whatever weird headspace she'd just fallen into and clearing her throat.

“T-thanks. Uh, you wanna start walking? The forest is thata-way.” She pointed forward through the park, past the fenced in area of it's well trimmed confines, the forest grew thick and untamed.

“Yeah! Let's go, I love doing anything!”

Next->

[twst-drabbles]

Malleus 14

Summary: It's winter and you're in the mood for burning stuff with Silver's pet Malleus.

(Fun fact, I used to set fire to stuff all the time when I was but a wee kiddo. I grew out of it. Now I just like to watch the fireplace burn wood.)

Malleus was like you own little mini flamethrower when winter comes with it's snow white embrace. For whatever reason, it seems Silver and the rest of the pets get a little antsy during this time of year, probably overwhelmed by the near pure silence of the part of woods they lives in.

They're so used to living with nature's noises that it has become a habit to basically camp up with you until the end of winter. Or at least until the animals start waking up once more for their usual activities.

All this to say that you like to goof off with Malleus by indulging in a hobby that you used to scare Crowley all the time with: burning stuff.

Not burning houses or causing any sustainable damage, you just make a nice fire pit in a patch of dirt in the backyard, put in some fuel and let Malleus blow green flames right into it.

"Hoho," you laughed as you watch old papers burn, real satisfied with how fast the flames took them, "Oh that's nice. Anything you want to throw in there, Hornton?"

You know his name but eh, you like being silly. Hornton, snuggled deeply into your puffy sleeves, poked out his head before retreating inside as soon as a snowflake landed on his nose. You can only see his horns resting on your wrist and an outline of his wings fluttering underneath your clothing.

"Yeah, I guess it is a bit too cold, huh?"

You heard a huff, but Malleus crawled out in his all his green teddy bear onesie glory. He kept his wings as close to his body as possible as he sat on your wrist. He peeked out at you, visibly brightened at the sight of you with his weird, almost too-wide smile, before pointing to a cardboard box that was once filled with mosquito nets.

"Alrighty," you said and kicked the box into the pit. But the fire didn't catch. It was snuffed out by the wind instead. "Uh-oh. Hornton, mind doing the honors?"

You're pretty sure Silver would be judging you if he saw you and Malleus doing this. Well, actually probably not. More that he'd give a gentle warning but it would feel like he's judging you in some way. Whether that's true or not, you don't want to ponder on that, so you like to burn things when no one is watching.

Well, no one except Malleus.

Malleus crawled back into your sleeve legs first until only his mouth was poking out. He opened up and you aimed at the pit like he was an arm canon. Malleus let loose a powerful torrent of green fire. It covered the entire pit and lit up the box no problem.

When he stopped, you can see his cheeks visibly flushed underneath that smattering of scales on his face. Even his eyes are starting to flutter close.

"Feeling sleepy, little guy?"

A little whiny chap of a noise, soft and quick.

You pulled your sleeve over him.

"Alright, get some sleep then."

You're satisfied with this for now. You can burn everything else tomorrow.

[ostrichmonkey-games]

FitD Settings and Unnamed Furry Crime Game and You

Alrighty, as promised, time to talk about Setting Stuff.

This is a post both about what the setting for (the still!) Unnamed Furry Crime Game is going to generally be like, and also a bit about settings in Forged in the Dark games in general. 

Okay so, let’s define Forged in the Dark games as ttrpgs that cover Blades in the Dark and any game that uses the same general engine and setup. Blades is the progenitor, and a lot of FitD stick relatively close to its formula (but not all, there’s plenty of room to poke around and rearrange things), and one of the more important elements, I think, is the “powder keg sandbox” setup.

In Blades, the players are underdog criminals doing underdog criminal things like causing problems on purpose. Those problems cascade, intersecting with the different factions/characters present in the setting, and usually then creating more and more problems for the players to deal with. That’s the powder keg sandbox — a relatively open setting, filled with kindling (factions/characters with conflicting and interesting goals and motivations), and then the players are dropped in the middle of it, and positioned in a way that no matter they do, they are going to be conflicting with at least some of those characters/factions, thereby igniting the kindling and making the whole thing explode in a blaze of fun. It’s great.  

So, in short, the purpose of a setting in a FitD game is to create that powder keg sandbox. It has to be filled with interesting characters/factions that are both compelling (to encourage players to interact with them) and conflicting with each other and players (so that when players interact with them, explosions happen!), while still providing enough purposeful space so that there’s room to be flexible as players start interacting with everything and changing the world around them. A good sandbox has plenty of room to play and dig around in, and then to make it a powder keg, just bury some sticks of dynamite in there and hand the players a bunch of lit matches. Boom.  

Now let’s talk about Unnamed Furry Crime Game (UFCG because I’m done typing all that out and I don’t want to think about coming up with an actual title right now). I don’t mind wearing my influences on my sleeves, and the biggest one here is Lackadaisy. I mean, the whole concept of the game was sparked when the animated pilot first released and I did a reread of the webcomic (pretty sure I first found it around 2009, which is wild to think about), and what’s more fun than a bunch of anthropomorphic animals doing crime things in a period setting? So, the initial spark for the game was Prohibition era Crime Time, but with furries (not just limited to cats, as a way to distance the game more from the initial inspiration and also because it’s fun). However, this was never going to be a purely historical game, it was (and still is!) going to be set in a fictional city in a fictional world — so more historically inspired than truly set. 

This was done to free myself from doing too much research (there’s still necessary research though), and also to give myself more creative freedom. From there, the premise started to turn into “What if the Prohibition hadn’t ended? What would that look like?”. And that’s still part of the core premise. So I guess, it’s a speculative alternate fictional history thing?

Freed from any truly historical restraints, I started tossing in other extras that could be fun. Like, what if airships/dirigibles were still in major use? Yeah, let's go for it. What if the city the game takes place in draws from classic Hollywood and noir? Yeah, let’s go for it (also at this time I had watched Babylon, which, not going to say was good, but the vibes are fun). What if I also pulled aesthetically from Gotham, specifically the Batman: The Animated Series version? Yes! Now we’ve got a setting of glitz and glamor and shady hard-boiled grit. Which is a great setup for Crime Time. 

Being less historically strict, also gives me more room for exaggeration and over-the-top-ness. I want UFCG to be characterful. I want there to be an emphasis on larger-than-life elements, both player characters and all the factions and NPCs. Especially in the case of the factions/NPCs, they need to be chunky and discrete blocks that are easy to instantly grab onto and pick up and play with. This loops back to filling your sandbox with cool things, and if the sandbox itself is cool, then that’s going to rub off on the stuff buried in the sand. More exaggerated components make for more flammable kindling. 

This is another reason having just a singular city-setting tends to work well for a FitD sandbox powder keg — a city is just naturally densely packed with stuff (now, the hard work will be writing all that stuff, but I’ll get to that bridge eventually). In a densely packed space, it’s also very easy to make everything connected to each other. Which means it’s going to be very difficult for players to make a move without impacting someone or something else! Again, boom. 

So then, why furries? Well like I already said, it’s fun. That in and of itself is enough reason, but also, I think it creates a useful level of abstraction that makes creating exaggerated characterful characters more easily. It’s easier to be a little more goofy without breaking things when you have a bunch of animal people running around. 

That’s the general gist and thought process behind the setting I’m assembling. There’s still most of it to actually write, but you do need a fun concept to make a fun setting, so it’ll get done as it needs to get done. 

I am still a little unsure of what I want to do for something weirder within the setting. Should magic be real? There’s plenty going on that it doesn’t feel super necessary. Or, what if magic is not real, but that doesn’t stop the existence of various occult-y factions/organizations from springing up, and maybe they think magic is real (or even leave it ambiguous). On the opposite end of the spectrum, what if I tossed in some dashes of retro-future-y superscience? Atomic Robo style maybe. Basically, I’m still exploring what the line is for pushing things too far. 

With all of that said, what is the text of the game going to provide in terms of setting? What I’m picturing is probably pretty similar to Blades, but maybe with less overall exposition and pulling the most useful setting-building stuff from various N/OSR stuff I like. You can convey a lot of setting information in relatively compact ways that also double as tools to use at the table (i.e. random tables, my best friends). The city will have various breakdowns on districts, notable locations, individuals, etc etc. Factions will have clear goals, conflicting with each other so as to create a web of Problems. Plenty of little miscellaneous details on “life in the city” to function as small nuggets of information and flavor. 

The hardest part will be striking the correct balance of information. You’ll need enough to feel comfortable playing in the setting, but not too much that it starts to feel like homework to run it. Figuring out what’s the correct amount of sand and all that. 

[chaos-chloe]

A helping Southern Hand

Summary: Kris Statlander isn't available? Don't worry AEW's Southern Belle is always available to help.

OC: Dixie Fae/ Scarlette Price

TW: Descriptions of wrestling, country drawl, possible cursing (I don't remember) hook x oc {if I'm missing anything lmk}

I’m rushing, running my way to the curtain after Kris texted me that she got stuck in traffic, and needs a cover in the match. She definitely owes me a good dinner for working my night off. I catch my breath as I signal the sound guy to play my music to cut off Anna.

“Aw, did Orange and Hook not find a pretty enough partner?” Anna Jay teases while Angelo and Matt laughed.

“I guess it a handi-” Anna jay gets caught off by music

“I’m a Buckle Bunny

Drive my own truck, got my own money

Bangin' with the chaw, so I talk funny

Rhinestone hat says, "Kentucky"

I'm a buckle bunny.”

"AND THEIR TAG TEAM PARTNER, WEIGHING IN AT 126 LBS FROM FORT KNOX KENTUCKY, THE SOUTHERN BELLE DIXIE FAE!" Justin announces my name.

I come out around the corner with my hands holding my big buckle that is a floral background with a ribbon in pink text saying “COWGIRL UP”. I stopped at the top of the ramp, to tip my hat to the crowd while they were cheering. I sauntered my way down the ramp, slapping some fans' hands, to the ring. I started to climb the steel stairs, but Hook stuck out his hand to help me up the stairs gracefully, I grabbed his hand winking at him.

“Thank ya, Darlin’.” I greeted him and Orange with a small nod, Orange nodded back

“Well, Well, looky there Taz, your boy has some manners with our Southern Belle Beauty here.” Excalibur claims

“He knows how to treat the women roster.” Taz agrees.

I got behind the ropes, taking off my show buckle as Hook wanted to start the match with Matt. As they are circling around the ring Matt decides to scream in Hook's face.

“LOOK AT THIS IDIOT, HUH!? WHAT YOU GOT HUH?! WHAT YOU GOT? YOU WANT A SHOT? I DON'T THINK SO!” Matt has his arms raised taunting Hook, but he looks confused about where this little speech is coming from. Matt backs up to let Angelo tag himself in the match.  Angelo hops in to start circling around Hook, like a hunter scaring its prey. 

“He’s got this, doesn't he?” I inquired about Orange, he just nodded with a little smile.

“Alrighty darlin’, let's get this match started then.” I commented a little cockily.

Then, Angelo steps back to his corner and reaches his arm back towards Matt to tag in. Anna just stands there clapping to the crowd as Angelo tries to mess with Hook, but he turns things around with a hip toss to get Angelo off of him. Hook looks up to see Matt in the corner waiting to charge at him. Matt rushes him but Hook turns it to a drop sayanagi. Matt ends up with his back turned to Hook, redrum is in place but it's too weak to hold Matt up. Matt scrambles to his corner to tag in Anna, Hook backs off of Matt as Anna enters the ring. Hook starts walking backwards as Anna starts walking towards me. I sat on the second rope with my hand held out to Hook with a smile, he slapped my hand and now it’s time for some Cowgirl Chaos.

“Oh here comes our Southern Belle, entering the ring with Anna Jay.” Tony describes.

“Look at the wicked smile on her face, she is ready for something.” Excalibur wearily says.

As I got into the ring, Anna and I started circling each other waiting for something to happen.

“So you’re the pretty belle in the back, who's gonna get her ass kicked by me.” Anna taunted with a sneer.

“Oh, really now hun?” I questioned her.

Anna then kicks me in the stomach with her left leg, I bent down to play as that kick hurt. She grabs my right arm to try to launch me to the corner, I countered it by slamming my feet to the ground in a squatting position. I shake my head with a smile and then toss her in the corner behind me away from her corner accompanied by a yell of “NO!”. 

I show off my non-show buckle with my hip popped out to the side taunting Anna, I try to go for an elbow strike to her face but she moves out of the way. The funny bone part of my elbow ends up hitting the top turnbuckle, with that static fuzzy feeling going up and down my arm. Anna rushes at me hitting me with a spinning high heel kick to the chest over my breast. I winced and tried to leave that corner, from further damage happening. Anna grabs my right arm again looking for her Jay kick, but I grab her leg to reverse the move. I slightly panicked, reversed into a suplex, but without a struggle I held Anna for 6 seconds then let us drop hitting the mat in the middle of the ring. I got back up to my feet, looking out to the crowd waving my invisible lasso; I darted my eyes over to our corner seeing Hook and Orange clapping for me. The referee runs in front of me to the other corner, realizing that Angelo was getting in the ring, causing a distraction letting Jack Hager come out of nowhere and hit Orange in the face. 

I rush over to see if Orange is okay, grabbing the top rope and observing Orange on the floor holding his head. I turned around to Anna superkicking me to the face, I rolled over to our side trying to gain back awareness. I see that Orange is still down and Hook is walking threateningly over to Jack, who is walking backwards around the ring and Anna ends up getting a tag to Angelo. 

Matt jumps off the apron running towards Hook hitting him with a mean clothesline. I slump down off and out of the ring by steel steps. I watch in pain as Matt picks up Hook and throws him into the barricade. Hooks falls down to the ground only to get picked back up and thrown into the ring to Angelo. Angelo grabs his hair forcing Hook to get up, Angelo pulls Hook into a suplex. He tries to cover Hook, thankfully Hook kicks out at 2. 

I finally collected myself and had my arms on the apron watching Hook getting beat by Angelo with some forearms to the head. Parker then hits another suplex on a dazed Hook, holding his back in pain moving away from danger. Parker follows Hook and grabs his hair again with his right hand, dragging him over to their corner, slapping his left hand with Matt. Matt jumps in and hits a back breaker to Hook, letting Angelo rebound off the ropes running drive by to Hooks head with a god awful sound. 

Orange and I jump up on the apron watching this all go down wincing in sympathy for Hook. Matt goes for the cover, Orange preemptively getting in the ring, but Hook kicks out at 2 again. I cheer and whoop that Hook is still alive with us in this match. I see that Hook looked over to us, I reached my hand out to give him a little bit of encouragement to tag one of us in to save him from this onslaught. Matt slaps the back of Hooks head/ neck, he stumbles over to the ropes to gather himself. Matt then grabs Hook, but Hook is fired up now, he delivers a big knife chop to Matt's chest three times. Matt is tumbling backwards but he kicks Hook in the abdomen to throw him to the turnbuckles. Hook’s back smacks the middle turnbuckle so hard that he falls to the ground. 

“Come on Hook darlin! Let's go!” I yelled over Matt's “Yeah!”

Hook hears me and starts crawling over to Orange and I with help of the bottom rope, yet Matt kicks him down. Hook keeps crawling, but Matt decides to hit Orange with an elbow. 

“YOU ARE DEFINITELY GETTING THE PIG FARM NOW, HUN!” I threatened Matt 

Matt continues his annoying onslaught to Hook, keeping him away from me. I turned half of my attention to Orange to get a good look at him.  I turned my full attention to Anna Jay, and the ring.

“You ain't nothin’ darlin’, bless your heart!” I yelled over the ring to her with my full southern drawl. 

“STOP!” Anna banshees a response to me as Hook gets whiplashed into their corner.

“We are getting a whole new view of our Southern Belle tonight guys.” Tony Comments on my scream.

“I think we are just seeing her natural response to her new friends getting beat down.” Excalibur responds

Hook falls back down to the mat, as Menard slaps his left hand to Parker's right hand. Matt places his foot on Hook's neck and grabs his left wrist to keep him still , as Angelo gets in the ring. Angelo enters and kicks his left hip hard, I walk over to the left side of the ring trying to rally Hook to give him energy to get to our corner. I walk back to our corner and see that Orange is back, I give him a nod to greet him back. We watch as Hook holds on the bottom rope trying to gather some energy. Angelo then copies Orange’s kicks with his hands in his pockets. 

Orange and I try to start rallying the crowd with slaps to the turnbuckle and claps, most definitely out of beat. I tune back into the match as Hook gets thrown into the ropes, rebounding into a dropkick. We wince and cover our face in slight shock. Parker goes for the cover, I stand on the bottom rope looking over the referees shoulder as Hook kicks out for a count of 2. 

“GET DOWN!” I look up to Anna Jay giving me a look.

“Honey, I think you need to fix your face!” I clapped back and Anna made a noise of frustration. 

I step down off the ropes seeing Hook is in some type of trouble, he ends up doing a back body drop on Angelo Parker. It sends Hook to the ground holding his back in pain. Parker grabs his ankle dragging his whole body to their corner and tagging Matt back in, again. Matt starts delivering kicks to Hooks head, Hook is covering his head trying not to get injured from their vicious attack. Matt again throws into a corner and falls to the ground in pain after trying to get away. 

“COME ON DARLIN’! BRING IT ON HOME!” I try to scream encouragement to Hook. 

I start slapping my right hand to the top turnbuckle, rallying energy from the crowd for Hook to make his escape. Matt has a different idea and keeps his nasty attack going on Hook with Jack Hagers watching proudly from the floor. Hook delivers a surprise left hook to Matt's jaw, giving him some breathing room. Hook starts hitting Matt with out-of-nowhere forearms. Matt found a brief pause in Hook's attack to strike back with his own forearm, sending Hook back to the corner.

Hook ends up finding energy as Matt and Angelo are tag-teaming him in the ring, he takes both of them down with a lariat after rebounding off the ropes. Hook uses his last bit of energy tagging Orange in the match, while falling to the mat away from the match. I crouch down with a hand on his back, checking up on his well being after that awful onslaught. I caress his back till he is out of the ring, either on the apron or on the floor. 

“You gonna be okay, darlin’?” I check on his health 

“Yeah, I'll be okay in a few” Hook groans in pain.

I am slightly shocked that he spoke to me, knowing he has a reputation of being silent, not caring, and eating chips. I smile down at him letting him recover in peace while Orange is in the match. 

Orange takes control real easily of Angelo grabbing his arm then moving his hand to his neck and slamming his head to the top turnbuckle causing him to become slightly dazed. Matt tries to attack Orange as Angelo stumbles away but ends up with the same fate. Just like clockwork, they kept coming back for more and more like they were stuck in a loop. Orange climbs to the top rope ready to deliver a dropkick, but Angelo and Matt cowered away. Orange jumped down and the boys turned around to watch him put his hands up and stuff them in his pockets. Matt and Angelo rush him with a double clothesline but Orange dodges them with a ninja roll. 

Orange turns around to meet them both with a dropkick, to the upper body. I stand back up in our corner just as a caution or escape route for Orange. I see that Hook is struggling to get back up, using the ropes for leverage, I came over and grabbed his free arm to walk him over to post to lean on. 

“Thanks Belle.” I heard Hook whisper, I nodded back to him with a smile and an innocent wink. 

As Orange gets back up to his feet, Angelo rolls out of the ring, Matt is struggling to get back up to his feet; Orange makes a decision to rebound off the ropes and run to hit Suicide dive on Jack Hager. Orange, rushed back into the ring meets with Matt, tries for a tornado ddt but gets blocked by Matt as Angelo rushes back in and attacks Orange's left shoulder. Angelo and Matt go for a double suplex but Hook rushes in and pushes Orange's feet back down to the mat. Hook attacks both Matt and Angelos shoulders, to weaken them for a double suplex of their own. Anna tried to be smart and block Hook’s and Orange’s suplex. I rushed in with a hand on both Orange and Hook to find Anna, I wrapped my arm around her and counted to 3, delivering a suplex to all three of them. 

Hook and I hurried out of the ring with each other, I noticed that his hand was on his abc again. My mom-like instincts came over me and I wrapped my arm around his back, letting him lean on me until we got back to our corner. As I helped Hook back to our corner, I watched Orange take off his sleeve going for an Orange Punch. Angelo sidestepped and snaked his arm around Orange's abdomen letting Matt come over and take him down with a leg sweep. Angelo ran from the corner, stepped up on Matt's back delivering an elbow to Orange's back. 

Orange rolls out of the ring, as Hook runs in and carries through a T-bone suplex to Angelo, catching him off guard. Hook turns and launches Matt through a T-bone suplex as well. He then sees Angelo holding on the top rope in our corner, he inflicts another t-bone suplex, but he throws Angelo onto Matt. They both roll out of the way, out of the ring, just as Anna gets in the ring yelling nonsense towards Hook. 

This causes the referee to get distracted again, so Jack Hager hits Hook with a running clothesline over the top rope. Orange pops back up to hit Jack with his famous Orange punch, knocking him down to the ground with a nasty fall. I clap and holler “yee-haw” to my boys for taking control of the ring again.

“Now you know, think of your actions, hun.” I said menacingly to Jack.

Anna then jumps on Orange Cassidys back trying to lock in the queen slayer, but I come in behind Orange to get her legs behind my head and I hold onto her arms to keep her from hitting me. Matt tries to rush at orange but he side steps sending him to Hook, locking him in redrum. I planted Anna down with a new move called “Muck em”, Matt started fading in Hooks redrum. I pushed Anna and myself out of the ring as Angelo rushed in but was hit with the Orange Punch. Orange rushes to cover Parker and counts 3 as the bell rung.

“THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH; FTW CHAMPION HOOK, FRESHLY SQUEEZED ORANGE CASSIDY, AND THE SOUTHERN BELLE DIXIE FAE!” Justin announced over the speaker system 

Orange, Hook, and I all gathered ourselves in the middle of the ring, Hook getting his title. Orange reaches for my hand, I let him grab my hand, bring it to his mouth, kissing the back of my hand and pulling me into a hug. 

“Thank you Southern Belle, for coming to our aid.” Orange thanked me as if I was a princess. I laughed and shrugged my shoulders stating that it was no problem. Hook walked over and grabbed my other hand doing the same gesture as Orange but kissing my hand twice. The crowd is going absolutely wild for both vacant emotion wrestlers thanking me in a very emotion based way. Hook pulls me in a hug that lasts way longer than Orange’s hug did.

“Thank you so much for covering Kris and coming to help us. Meet me in the back, in 30 minutes?” Hook asked as we were pulling apart looking into each other's eyes while I was smiling brightly at him. 

“Of course Darlin’, just come by my locker room then.” i invited hook with a wink

Hook and I pull apart so we can raise our hands together with Orange Cassidy, to celebrate our win.

“Look at what a celebration from a very surprising team that came together very easily.” Tony stating the obvious.

“The boys are just showing our Southern Belle the proper amount of gratitude and respect for her to come out and help them.” Taz explains to the world

“Will we see more romance in the future from them? Is the question, look at how Hook looks at her.” Excalibur points out too

“We don't know, but we will see how this builds in front of us.” Taz commented back. 

Would y'all like a Part 2? Y'all have idea? Let me know!! <3

I don't own AEW, the wrestlers, the music nor the pictures.

I own Dixie/Scarlette and my work of writing.

Re-blog, like. comment and etc.! No Hate please!

Do Not copy my work and repost it as your own.

[fbpsdumbtklblog]

wsg chat i wrote a lightbrush tkl fic :]

idk where else i can rlly post this so i guess itll just be here lol

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Happy Little Accident

(title suggested by @giggleeqween)

post s3/2 ii tickle fic

lee: lightbulb

ler: paintbrush

summary: lightbulb accidentally gets a ton of paint on herself, and paintbrush helps her wash it off- leading to some unintentional tiggles

word count: 807

Paintbrush closed the lid on a can of paint and shoved it into their arms with the other ones they were holding. They had just finished a painting session with Lightbulb in the hotel’s art room and the two of them were cleaning things up now. “Here take these and I’ll get the rest of them.”

“Alrighty” Lightbulb held her arms out as Paintbrush handed her the paint cans. They grabbed the rest of them and they both started walking to the other side of the room to put them up.

“You got all those?” Paintbrush asked, noticing how Lightbulb was struggling a bit to keep all the cans in her arms.

“Mhm” Lightbulb nodded, trying to focus on keeping them balanced. She suddenly slipped on a stray piece of paper on the ground, letting out a startled yelp as she fell forward. The cans clanged loudly against the ground, busting open and quickly covering the floor in paint.

“Oh shit-!” Paintbrush swiftly but carefully set down the cans they were holding and helped Lightbulb up. “Are you okay?”

Lightbulb stumbled to her feet. “..Uh- y-yeah, I’m alright.” She rubbed her arm, which was a bit sore from the fall. A bit of paint smeared onto her hand, and she realized she was covered in it.

“...Omga”

“..Yeesh, uh- here- lemme clean the cans real quick and we’ll get you washed up.” Paintbrush quickly explained, putting the lids back on the paint cans and setting them upright on the ground. They ran over to the counter and grabbed a few paper towels, tossing them onto the spilled paint as an extremely temporary ‘fix’. Meanwhile Lightbulb stood there awkwardly with her arms half-raised and away from her body, the cold paint feeling very uncomfortable.

“Okay okay c’mere” Paintbrush brought Lightbulb over to the counter and opened the cabinets. They grabbed a small bucket and filled it with soap and water, taking out a scrub brush and dipping it into the bucket. “Gonna have to scrub that off- bear with me here this is gonna take a little bit.”

Lightbulb gave a small hum in response, letting Paintbrush hold her arm and begin gently washing the paint off. It felt a bit tingly, but she didn’t pay it much mind. That is until the brush moved up to her wrist and hand. A wobbly smile started forming on her face as the tickly feeling became more apparent. She snickered a bit, which Paintbrush picked up on. “Oh yeah I forgot you’re ticklish, uh.. that- that’s probably gonna make this a bit difficult..”

“..Oh, hm..” Lightbulb mumbled, tensing up a little as Paintbrush continued. She honestly didn’t mind it much, it was just a bit unexpected. Paintbrush got the rest of the paint off her arm and dried it with a paper towel, repeating the process on the other arm. Lightbulb shivered as the brush was moved to her neck. She did the stupid t-rex arm thing and tried to hold in her laughter.

Paintbrush smiled at her, finding her reactions cute. They gently dried the area with the paper towel and moved the brush down to her torso. They barely even touched it before Lightbulb flinched and recoiled back, curling in on herself. The two stared at each other for a moment, Lightbulb’s face turning red.

“..So uh.. maybe, uh- maybe we should do this some other way. ??” She suggested, smiling awkwardly.

Paintbrush raised an eyebrow and smirked at her. “C’mon Lighty we gotta get this done.” They tried to keep scrubbing the paint off but were met with the same reaction. They laughed in amusement. “Does it really tickle that much?”

“Yes!” Lightbulb was laughing with them.

“Hm… okay hang on I’ll try to make this quick.” Paintbrush pulled Lightbulb into their arms with her back against them.

“WaitwaitwAIT PAINTY-!!” Lightbulb squeaked and fell into hysterical laughter, flailing around as Paintbrush quickly scrubbed the brush on her torso. “Sorry- try to stay still!”

“I CAN’T!!” Lightbulb tried her best to stop moving so much, but it wasn’t working. She wouldn’t even be able to stand if Paintbrush hadn’t been holding her up.

“Okay okay hold on I’m just about done.” Paintbrush finished washing the paint off and set the brush back on the counter. They let go of her and let her recollect herself. Lightbulb flopped onto her back on the ground, taking her time to catch her breath. Paintbrush gently pat her head. “You good?”

Lightbulb gave a thumbs up in response. Paintbrush smiled at her. They grabbed another paper towel from the counter and handed it to Lightbulb. “You might wanna just do that yourself”

“Yeah probably” Lightbulb sat up and dried the soap and water off. Paintbrush grabbed her hand and helped her up after a minute. “Alright now help me clean up the floor.”

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ALSO I MADE SOME ART FOR IT :3

ty for reading!

[miimo96]

Thoughts on TBHK Chapter 116

Well it looks like once again nobody reminded Me that a New chapter was out, First Things 1st I absolutely ADORE this Cover Card and judging from it, it looks like we may be focusing on yashiro again but considering how last Chapter's was misleading, I'm willing to bet otherwise and that we may be actually picking up from where we left off with baby Tsukasa and if This is really him, or just the Entity wearing his face; Other than that the Colors for this Cover are really Beautiful and I really love the font style they choose for this 1, even tho I still perfer the other one we got last chapter, man Summer's edition Really is looking like to be the Best ^^

Ah already with the creepynes I see, alrighty then I mean I guess Aside from this Gorgeous piece of artwork, I gotta have this thing Stare at me now huh, didnt expect Nightmare fuel to be on my To do list today, and in the beginning of chapter no less, Ok Wow aidairo Thanks looks like I'm not getting any sleep tonight ^^; Also is it jsut me or is it that everytime we get a Chapter for these 3, Something ALWAYS goes wrong, and ends Tragically in some way, because If that's the case then I'm really scared now, because i don't want anything Bad to happen, *sigh* I just hope aidairo goes easy on us and does nothing Too Major 🤞

Alright Ngl Kou came in clutch just now, 1st off mitsuba Why the hell would you even try listening to that thing, I mean you Literally just Saw that it isn't human, due the gapping HOLE it had in its face, plus didn't kou literally just explained to you that most Supernaturals are Dangerous, so why would the hell you even bother🤦‍♂️ Also is it me or is anyone elese getting odd vibes of Nanika from HXH from this Thing, because the fact that you literally have to obey his commands in oder to receive something in return is heavily reminding me of Nanikas powers from Hunter x Hunter

So If you weren't convicted before that this isn't Tsukasa but is just a lifeless husk, then you're sure as heck are Now because the fact that thing literally talked like how it did in the Red house arc, all but confirmed it for me, because evertime I see that style of text bubbles in the series, I Know for a fact that it's from that THING in someway, Also the fact that kou Literally just punched a child with No hesitation is hilarious to me🤣🤣🤣

Question: what is wrong with aidairo? Like I really feel like they wake up in the morning and go "*sigh*...... So How we gonna torment our readers today? ^^" Also it may just be me overthinking but the way he touched Kou's hand kinda reminded me of what happened with Aoi and her hand after being in the far shore, which makes me even more curious about this Entity...

Oh Well Nvm i guess, it looks like I was absolutely right about it being similar to Aoi's situation Lol, also I really Love how kou is completely nonchalant about this whole situation and is just unphased by his hand completely turning, i mean the way he just assesses everything and describes the situation really just shows how much experience he has in this timeline, I gotta say I love it ^^

Wait so that's what happened to the girls who summoned him? I just thought he made them disappear or turned them into sacrifices for the Entity, you're telling me He did That to them!? Oh nah this thing is Sick

It's just Hilarious to know that no matter what timeline they're in, Mitsuba will always hate Kou's earing 🤣🤣

Till this day Kou Still continues to prove to me why he is the Best character, like the dude was literally willing to be a Decoy in order for mitsuba to escape, While he lures away Tsukasa, like this probably the 2nd time I've said this but I Really love his character, especially when he does stuff like this, also I find it really strange that Tsukasa called out Hanako's name, even tho this isn't Tsukasa, but just a lifeless husk, So I'm really interested to know what direction they're talking with this, Because if this IS Tsukasa, then would that mean he still has some control, and isn't just a Puppet like before? hmmmmm 🤔(pending thoughts)

I really find it interesting that we get some information regarding yorishiro's, because up until this point, we've only just been given the understanding that they represent the item that the spirits cherish, and that by creating or destroying 1, you're able to lose control over the boundary that you inhabit, So seeing the actual process behind what goes into making or Qualifies as 1, is just Really interesting to me

Oh, well that's terrifying

Man I feel so bad for Mitsuba , like he's literally the only character that has probably gone through the most shit In this series and it's SO painful to me because C'mon cut the dude a break already, like it's already Bad enough that in the original timeline he was already dead, then he was turned into a doppelganger of himself, then he was dealing with his own issues regarding his identity crisis, and then he wanted his best friend/ boyfriend to kill him, So in the new timeline I was hoping that maybe he could finally get cut some slack, and maybe just maybe Not go through some shit, but alas, I guess not, Sry mitsuba, but maybe 1 day you'll have your chance to Shine tho😅😅

Awesome mitsuba finally get a Dub for once, even more Awesome the Students were able turn back to normal, should be a win right? So then why do I get the feeling something bad happened? Because that was Wayy too easy 😥

Omg please Don't tell me something Bad happened to Kou, Omg aidairo please Don't I'm begiging you, Kou is literally the Best character Please Don't this, No no no no 😰😰😰😰

NOOOO!!! 😭😭😭😭 Aidairo Why must you do this to Me!!! Damn it 1st JJK now this WHY!! actually Wait a minute, so if it can just move 1 body to a New one, then what does mean for Tsukasa, did he really just go back to normal, or is he just a lifeless husk lying in the hallway right now

1st off this looks Straight up Terrifying, Second of all PLEASE STOP THIS Aidairo I'm begiging you PLEASE, it looks like mitsuba is going to have to resort to Killing him if this continues, So begging you Lord please somebody Stop Him, I don't wanna see this character Die Please!!! Anybody

YES!!! I mean As much as I Hate this character I'm So happy that he's here right Now, THANK YOU GOD!!

This just made him go up a scale as 1 of my favorite characters Now thank you lord for sending us Teru because idk if was gonna be able to continue reading after this, That scene was Just Wow, I was literally scared for a second there, Omg Please Stop playing with my emotions Aidairo sensei please, I don't think I can take much more of this

Ok So it looks like I was Right about this being Not the same Tsukasa, because like i said before judging from the way he was talking, it really reminded me of the way it was in the red house, Especially from the way it was talking, Also could you please Stop beating on Kou for 1 second mitsuba, like i get that you love him and all and that were probably worried about having to Kill him, but for crying out loud the guy just got Shot by lightning for christ sake, so you could at least go easy on him, Second of all wait you're telling me that this Thing isn't even Dead after that and was just only weakened, Jesus how many more Chapters Do I gotta suffer with that Thing Before that THING is FINALLY Dead, Also i guess that pretty much Answers what I've been saying this entire time, That No matter what Timeline you make or whatever Strings you pull, it's pretty much inevitable that Tsukasa or eventually somebody will be the host for that thing, and judging from the way this chapter ended, it Looks like we might be in for something BIG Next chapter, especially now with that Thing on the Loose, idk whats about to happen, but I can guarantee you that I will be here to cover it, man this is really starting to feel like the final arc, and gotta say If it is I'm Not ready, but if this Truly is the end, then It's been sure 1 hell of a ride

[kaoharu]

hello friends welcome to my milgram outfit observations 👍 im your host yves and im a totally seasoned clothing analyzer

anyways onto the observations themselves warning for incoming long post cause im a rambler o7

tagging @urrvw & @monopoisonous ^–^ !!! hi guys

alrighty now then as you can see in the newest milgram art, all the male prisoners seem to be wearing the Exact Same suit at first glance however there are some stark but also miniscule differences in both the type of suit and style of the outfits as a whole on each of them ( at least to me anyways )

some of the more noticeable parts of the suits that are different for each would be the pockets , buttons , and vents while some smaller things wld be the lapels , shoulders , seams , and collar type + tie as well as shoes

( i drew up a helpful graphic for the suit jacket parts for your convenience using fuuta as an example since we can see the most of his suit 👍👍 )

— MIKOTO

so based off the details we can see of mikotos jacket, he is Most Likely wearing some variation of a two / three buttoned single breasted notched or closing front lapel sports jacket or blazer with flap pockets. he also has front darts ( front seams ) going up the whole front of his jacket, as opposed to the side seams i highlighted on fuuta's jacket

his jacket also appeared to be a fitted silhouette as the shoulders are sligjtly defines and lifts slightly up, unlike a structures or sack jacket. as for his shirt, he seems to be wearing some type of cutaway collared shirt with a four in hand knot tie ( its very hard to tell to be honest im guessing on the general size of the knot ) his collar is neatly done and more reminiscent to how an office worker might wear theirs

finally we have his shoes, seemingly very similar to harukas, but i believe they are plain toe derby loafers since the shape is more rounded than it is sharp like a wingtip

— KAZUI

next we have kazui who im guessing is wearing two button single notched lapel suit with jetted pockets. the jacket is prob a fitted silouhette as it goes across the shoulders in a relatively straight line but kinda ? showing off his shoulders in a way. i believe he has side seams as well if you look closely to his shoulder not being covered by the bouquet 👍

his shirt seems to be a (semi)spread collared shirt with a (?) half windsor knot <- once again its hard to tell really 🤷‍♀️ then unlike all the other dudes, kazui actually has a suitvest underneath his jacket this is usually only done for formal events such as weddings, galas, or high profile business meetings . . . his collar is neat and closed tho not as much as shidous

then we have his shoes, which i think are cap toe derby loafers, his shoes are very similar to shidou, like how mikoto and haruka had similar ones, but the overall shape of kazui's shoe suggest a more casual derby rather than an oxford

— SHIDOU

shidou has a six buttoned double breasted notched lapel blazer jacket with jetted pockets. the jacket seems to be a structured sihoulette since the shoulders go pretty much straight across rather than dipping at all. he also appears to have front darts starting from his breast pocket, tho it doesnt span the whole front like mikoto

his shirt wld appear to be either a classic or spread collared shirt and an oriental tie / simple knot 👍 this a knot that is often done by wives for their husbands iirc . hrm !! his collar is completely closed as well

and like i mentioned in kazuis section, i believe shidou has cap toe oxford. these are often seen and worn in mainly formal settings

— FUUTA

fuuta has a two buttoned single breasted notched lapel blazer jacket with flap pockets. it would also appear that it has a fitted silhouette, and as pointed out in the graphic i drew he has side seams running from around the underarms to the bottom of the jacket

his shirt underneath is most likely a full cutaway w a four in hand knot ? its tied rather loosely compared to the other tho as uu can see his collar is more open than kazuis

fuuta is so silly cause he has pennyloafers ( i love these shoes btw theyre basically slip ons and once broken in theyre very comfy in my experience 👍 anyways tho ) these are often worn in business casual setting

— HARUKA

haruka has a three buttoned single breasted notched lapel sports jacket with flap pockets, tho he has a noticeable lack of seams that are used to fit the jacket on a perskn better. this makes the jacket look slightly ill fitted to him but it cld also be intentional as the shoulders imply that its a sack silhouette type

as for his collar, it looks most similar to a classic one w a kelvin knot, done a bit looser than normal but still tighter than fuutas tie

finally, im pretty sure haruka has wingtip derby loafers, as mentioned in fuutas section, as overall design of the shoe is similar to fuuta but the tipe is slightly more pointed looking

aaaaand thats pretty much it ❓️ i dont have any connections to make so yepp . . . sorry these got shorter and shorter LOL

[deedah]

I'm SOOO SORRY FOR NOT CHECKING UP ON YOU OR TALKING TO YOU! But may I please request! Thad meeting Roxy's parents?

(Not evil/clone Rex, the real one the good one-)

You can do this idea if you want! ↓↤

How Thad met them is that Roxy invited him over when her parents weren't home, and a small little make out session ruined because he parents came home!

[ FnFcLOAD//: Thad_POV ]

“Are you sure we’ll be ok..?” Thad asked as Roxy plumped onto her bed.

“Yes we’ll be fine! Plus, why not now when I already shooed F, JC and S away from our sleepover?” Roxy said as she sat back up to face the green eyed worker in the eyes.

“But-“ Thad got cut off.

“We’re doing it.” Roxy said plainly as she used her Solver to pick up Thad.

After Roxy and her crew crash landed onto Copper-9 from their home planet after fighting Cyn, Roxy had been if-y about using her Solver, but after they found out that Cyn was defeated by Uzi, she got more confident and started to use it again.

Thad was now floating in the middle of the air as Roxy pinned his arms to his sides.

Thad was then pulled onto the bed as Roxy let go of him.

“Now let’s get dirty..”

 * commence immoral make out session (lol) *

As they went in for a kiss, Roxy’s door flung wide open.

“Hey Bear! Wear ho-!” Roxy’s dad cut off as he saw Thad.

Roxy and Thad immediately jumped off each other and stood with their hands behind their backs, thankfully they stayed dressed.

“O-oh! Mom dad.. your back early!” Roxy said with a slight awkward laugh. “We we’re definitely not having an immoral make out session right then, not at all!!” Roxy said as she bumped Thad with her arm as he gave her parents a thumbs up.

“Alrighty then!” Roxy’s dad said as her mother grumbled and dug at her face with her fingertips.

“ W-well.. anyway! Mom, dad, this is Thad.. my uh-“ Roxy got cut off.

“One of her many friends beside the Disassembly Drones!” Thad said as he walked up and shook hands with them both.

“Oh! You mean the strange drones that work for the WDF!” Roxy’s mom said as she put a hand to her mouth and started to laugh a bit. “My my! Rex used to work for them a while ago before he got seriously injured and resigned. Glad to know that this generation is keeping the order!”

“Uh..” Thad said as he started to mess with his fingertips “we actually changed the name now. It’s now called the DRDF, Drone Rescue and Defence Force.”

“THATS SUCK A COOL NAME!” Roxy’s mother yelled a bit to loudly.

“Roxxane..” Roxy’s dad said to her as he walked up to Thad and took his hands.

He leaned into Thad’s hearing sensor as he whispered, “I approve, by the way.. maybe not so much Roxxane..”

Rex backed up as he held his wife’s hands. They turned around to leave as they saw a dissassembly drone looking down on them.

“Oh F?” Thad said as the parents looked at him. He also just noticed how F was only like a little more that a head taller than the worker drones. F had a strange ‘condition’, where her eyes were half burgundy red and it gradient-ed yellow on the bottom. She thinks that her eyes are like that because of her being one of the youngest Murder Drones, meaning a newer model plus bugs in her code.

“What’s wrong?” He asked

F crossed her covered arms and said, “We’ve caught walkie-talkie singles and their asking for help.

“Me and N are flying a pod with JC, Uzi, and V joining us. And Roxy,” F started to address the heterochromia worker, “S wants you to stay behind with her as y’all get the medical treatments together to help these drones.” F said with her country accent as she fixed her pilot hat, with a bow in the back, and told Thad to follow her through hand motions as she walked out.

“Well, since you kids have a job to do,” Roxxane said, “we’ll be on our way.” They walked up to Roxy and gave her both forehead kisses before they waved goodbye.

Once gone, Thad and Roxy stayed in complete silence for a while as Roxy finally spoke up.

“Well.. at least they didn’t see the worst of it..?” She said as she shrugged.

“Heh.. yeah I guess..” Thad agreed.

“By the way.. what did my dad tell you?” Roxy asked

“Oh! He said-“ Thad got cut off by a loud voice from outside of their apartment.

“THAD GET YOUR FLAT BUTT OUT HERE BEFORE I TEAR OFF AN ARM AND EAT IT!” F yelled at the top of her lungs.

Both Roxy and Thad jumped to the sound of F’s voice as Thad subconsciously started to walk.

“I uh.. will tell you when I get back..!” He whipped out the door but popped back in to say one last thing, “BYE!” 

he waved before he started to run towards the space pod with the others standing around it.

[ask-builderman]

".. Buildy? Are you.. Okay? " "do you need another batch of ice cream..?" ".. And.. Is that.. Hatred?" "wait.. I thought you both were the same person" "guess I was.. Wrong.... I think" "how are you..?" "yes.. I'm fine.. I hope you're okay! I'm just here.. Chilling in my little headspace as usual! I can take a picture!"

[they took a picture of their own location.. Simply cuz they want to]

[what a cute place! And.. Paula in color? That's adorable-]

[.. What's that in the background..]

[.. Looks like they noticed it..they tried to cover it up]

[.. It's back now.. The background is more.. Winky... What was that back there anyway.. And.. Paula's smiling.. Nervously]

"I hope you didn't notice! But everything is fine! If ya need anything, you can talk to me!"

"and if you're hungry.. I can bake you some apple pie or some brownies if you want..! +

"Gonna go question through question on this one--"

"I'm doing quite fine. I don't need more icecream but more would be nice. Yes it is Hatred, and we are technically the same entity. That's also fine if you stick around there!"

(/ooc I forgot if the color was pink or green for paula)

"Also I'm gonna be nice and not acknowledge whatever that was in the background, so alrighty then!"

"You also don't have to worry about baking anything, but that's up to you!"

[ejzah]

You Had Me at Jack, Part 7

***

After a fairly long phone call, Kensi Blye returned to the bedroom with a pinched expression.

“Apparently you and my team are going to LAPD for a meeting with your boss,” she informed him.

“You got reamed out, huh?” he guessed. She rolled her eyes.

“No. My boss isn’t happy we didn’t realize there was an open and ongoing investigation, but I think she’s more annoyed with your supervisor.”

“Ah, Roger Bates. Yeah, he kind of hates you guys, so I’d be careful what you say.”

“Fantastic.” She sighed and crossed her arms over her chest, inadvertently revealing a healthy amount of cleavage. Deeks cleared his throat, raising an eyebrow, and she hastily dropped her arms, cheeks turning an amazingly dusky shade of red.

“I need pants,” she declared, turning abruptly. “And a bucket of coffee.”

“I’ll take a vanilla latte,” he called after her. “Hold the whip cream.”

***

A few hours later, Deeks waited outside Roger Bates’ office, slouched against the wall. He’d already received his own call from Bates, who had some very choice and not child friendly words to say about NCIS and Kensi Blye’s team. After assuring that the case hadn’t been compromised, calmed down slightly.

“Right through here, Agents,” Bates’ secretary said, ushering Kensi, now dressed in jeans and a coral colored t-shirt, and two men into the outer room. He caught her eyes and winked.

“Agent Blye.”

“Detective Deeks,” she responded, her pitch dropping just a touch. Now that was interesting. “These are my colleagues, Agents Sam Hanna and G. Callen.”

“Nice to meet you. Can I interest you in a cup of coffee? It’s terrible, but it helps to fill any awkward silences,” Deeks said. Agent Callen gave him an odd look, shaking his head.

“I think we’re good.”

“Alrighty.”

“You’re telling me you’re really a cop?” Agent Hanna asked, looking Deeks up and down with a perplexed expression.

“Yep,” Deeks confirmed with a knowing grin. “He tipped his chin up at him. “Detective Martin A. Deeks, undercover division at your service.”

“They don’t have a dress code?”

“Not really. The department understands that undercover work requires a certain amount of leeway, even eccentricity if you will.”

“I guess it would take a special sort to dress up in a Jack Dawson costume every night for weeks at a time,” Agent Callen commented. “Kensi said you played the roll very convincingly.”

“Oh my god, don’t listen to a word they say,” she groaned, glaring at them. “They’re a couple of idiots.”

Before Deeks could same something in return, Roger Bates barreled into the office, greeting the three agents with the barest of nods when they introduced themselves.

“Alright, let’s get this over with,” he said, impatiently inviting them into the office. “So, why don’t you tell me what brought you in to nearly blow my detective’s cover?”

“We had information that linked him to a murder we’re investigating,” Callen shared, pausing expectantly. When Bates didn’t take the hint, he added, “Just to give you a forewarning, our boss, Hetty Lange, will likely be recommending NCIS take lead on this case.”

“And she can take that suggestion and shove it,” Bates said, unmoved.

Deeks saw Kensi’s brows raise in surprise. He’d guess that Bates was a revelation for the whole team.

“Our team is specially trained for this kind of situation. Can you say the same?” Sam asked, his smile ever so slightly condescending.

“Deeks is the bane of my existence, but he’s also damn good at undercover work,” Roger Bates declared, looking supremely annoyed at having to make such a statement. “Which of you fellas think you could fit in at a dance club like that?”

Kensi snorted, immediately covering her mouth, muttering an apology under her breath. Deeks concealed a grin at her slip.

“That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said about me,” Deeks joked. “Anyway, I’ve been investigating a possible money laundering scheme. It’s important, but probably not enough to get a federal agency involved.”

“We take financial crimes very seriously,” Agent Hanna said.

“Well, in that case, I suggest you buy some tear-away pants and find a good waxer,” Deeks said brightly, settling back for what would likely be a very entertaining meeting.

***

“Well, that was interesting,” Deeks commented, strolling out Bates’ office with Kensi by his side. “Your boss is an extremely reasonable woman.”

“Gloating is a very unattractive quality,” she grumbled.

“Oh, don’t be bitter, Agent Blye. Just because your Miss Lang agreed to give LAPD lead on the case doesn’t mean we can’t be civil.”

“Right. You’re already causing trouble.”

“How? I have done nothing but be an absolute delight,” Deeks objected with feigned shock.

“Like you don’t know. I’m talking about the winking, and suggestive comments, the looks,” she rattled off, leaning towards him.

“So, what you’re saying is that you were watching me.”

“Oh no, don’t try to turn this around on me.”

He turned so he faced her, placing a hand on his hip as she stared at him with a furious expression. It was kind of cute.

“Do you want to talk about what happened last night? You know, with the whole making out on my couch thing,” he clarified. “I mean, since we will be working together, it seems like we should be completely honest and open with each other.”

“That was just to keep my cover and don’t you dare think of opening anything in front of me,” she said.

“What if I offered to give you a private show?”

To his surprise, she stilled, eyes flickering with interest before she caught herself, and huffed out a forced laugh.

“Right. In that case you’d be paying me.”

“Uh-huh, you keep telling yourself that, Agent Blye.” He dropped his head towards her ear, whispering, but if you change your mind, I’ll be your Jack any day.” He was rewarded with her inhaling sharply, and he grinned to himself, sauntering away.