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[tony-andonuts]

High empathy AND low empathy autistics please join the healthcare field if you can physically (and sensory-wise) handle it, i prommy its rewarding and mostly routine based (as long as you have patience and awareness that some of the people you may help are disabled to the point of needing around-the-clock assistance)

[lndry]

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[chrisjeo]

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[igaeastwick]

Water in laundry room's floor, Eastwick 1 | April 14, 2023

Spotted a lot of water on the floor in laundry room E1. The water appeared to have come from the washing machine next to the dryers, the one with the circular door. Someone removed the wet clothing and spilled a lot of water on the floor. The individual who did this placed the very wet clothing inside one of the top-mounted dryers. Those who are not careful and do not care whether or not they make a puddle and someone enters and falls into the laundry room must be stopped and warned. My aid had to go look for a towel to dry the floor because there was too much water on it.

Whoever was responsible for taking out all the wet clothing and dumping water on the floor, the camera installed in the laundry room had to have caught that person.

[pinkrelish]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 "𝐲𝐞𝐬" 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐲 | 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚

singledad!mechanic!eddie x fem!reader

✶A deleted scene from chapter twelve where receptionist!reader acts like a bimbo in front of Eddie just to rile him up. Written very tongue-in-cheek at the beginning.✶

NSFW — sexual themes, handjob, unresolved sexual tension, 18+

↳ start the story here to catch up!

[wc: 2.1k]

Heeding your checklist of chores, you idled at the workbench against the far corner of the wall. There were a few of the usual things you organized: placing nuts and bolts in drawers, facing products with their labels out, tidying small boxes, folding the end of the paper towel roll so it didn’t unfurl itself in the turbulent path of the oscillating fan. You bent over to toss cellophane wrappers into the waste paper bin, and took your time musing if the liner should be changed despite the little amount of balled up paper weighing down the bottom. Standing, you swept off the unsanded tabletop with your hands, and worked a crusty rag over an oil streak, making a mental note to call the laundry service to swing by a day early.

As you stepped away, you knocked a pencil to the floor. Its bright yellow body was impossible to miss, along with its excruciatingly long hexagonal roll carried by your elbow to the very edge, but you managed. You knelt to your hands and knees to retrieve the writing utensil, inspecting its broken tip. The graphite was missing completely, leaving behind an empty hole where it once was. An unfortunate accident. You rotated it a few times looking for other flaws—an honorable way to spend your time.

“You doin’ this on purpose?” gruffed out an annoyed voice behind you.

No need to check, you heard the amused twist at the corner of his lips. His left canine was probably on show, too. Not in a hurry to confirm, you gripped the pencil in your fist, and leaned forward, stretching in search of the missing lead before it was stomped into dust and potentially transferred from someone’s boot sole into a wealthy client’s car. You were thinking of them, really.

The floor was a rewarding oasis in the noonday sun baking through the warehouse windows. Your flat splayed hands and knuckles worked over the grit of dirt to inch your pursuit closer to the wall, drinking in the chill of the epoxy coated concrete cooling you down better than a 50 cent clear plastic cup of Kool Aid at a kid’s misspelled lemonaide stand. Though, the unforgiving flooring bit into your joints, and indented your knees with the netting of your pantyhose. But Eddie’s study did not sway to your shoe slipping off your heel. No, he was a gentleman. And as a gentleman, he praised the wealth of curves you put on display.

He used the heels of his heavy boots to drag himself from under a Mustang, thumping up beside you, wheels on the creeper rolling along the slick floor.

The lower you dipped your chest, the higher your skirt hem tickled the back of your thighs. In total innocence—truly giving your best effort to find the missing pencil tip—you tilted your hips to unimaginable degrees, presenting your ass to the point even your lower back side-eyed your act.

Smooth backs of fingers lifted the hem more. Eddie curled his index under your skirt, and assisted it to the crease of your cheek, following the change in nylon with his rough thumbprint as it wove denser around your thighs to hold you in. Tummy Control, it was advertised as. To a man who had seldom encounters with women, this meant very little to him, as did the change in texture. Though, curiously, he rubbed at it with interest.

“You’re something else, you know that?” But his voice was too playful to shame you, hardly traipsing through his throat to chastise. “I’m out here working my ass off, and you’re struttin’ around the garage in this lil’ piece.” The little piece in question was your corporate approved pencil skirt from a long forgotten temp job when your apartment lost two roommates in a breakup, and rent was past due.

Pandering to your audience of one, you shuffled two of the tiniest inches backwards, and steadied your hand on his outstretched leg. You bent at the hips, filling his large palm with a handful of your ass, and he admired you in a brush of fingertips near the innermost valley of your thigh, licking a divine chill up your spine. Playing along, you pretended to just notice him, assuming a sinless gasp, and following it with many airheaded inflections, “Oh! Didn’t see you there, handsome. Am I distracting you?”

The standing fan swung its head in your direction, sweeping Eddie’s bangs off his forehead in a brief burst.

You’d been on hundreds of dates, and not once had you been so deeply complimented by someone’s gaze.

Eddie dwelled in the distraction. He stroked his thumb over the fat, and traced his pinky along the hypersensitive crease before the swell which had your muscles tightening in a squirm. He was so close to the middle seam of the pantyhose. Perhaps he knew this as well, but didn’t care—he was just happy to be touching you. Laid out in the neon orange creeper, sun glancing off the packed garage, casting a glow across his puffy face. Sleepy eyes, messy hair, unbearably adorable grin—the type of candid expression showing how honored he was to look at you, so forthcoming and open. A trap, if there ever was one, luring you into picturing him twisted amongst your bedding on a late morning.

As he tracked his gaze over your backside, an aching reminder moseyed its way into his consciousness. Setting into a glare, he forced his way through any pleasantness lingering in his chest to tell you plainly, “Sweetheart, you’re fucking torturing me here.” You giggled, and he broke, falling victim to the squinch at his crow’s feet.

“You think I’m not torturing myself, too?”

“Dunno.” He craned his head back to check underneath the car for where each pair of boots were moving, and you peeped through the driver’s side window to keep tabs on the seated customers in the lobby. Once you both ensured there was no danger of being caught, he turned his attention to you fully. “You’re not wearing my favorite pair, so I couldn’t tell.” In case you weren’t sure, he wrung his hand around your leg, and drummed his fingers where there should be an easily accessible hole in your tights, where he could drag his fingers through your slick truth. His sorry features were tainted with remorse when your plush thighs weren't spilling out from the nylon; however, he drew his eyebrows in mock sympathy, and traced the area. “Could make these my new favorite pair, though.”

You about melted into a puddle of dumbstruck glee at his first foray into initiating dirty talk. “Yeah?” you stressed the word like he would—big smile and all. You raised the placement of your grip on his leg up, further, still going until the inside of your thumb threatened to assist what laid fat and heavy towards his hip. Car exhaust, pungent motor oil, and fumes swam in your head. Mind dizzy, you skimmed your nails over his heavy sack pressed tight against the seam of his coveralls. An implied line was drawn along your heat by his featherlight touch. You leaned over him, real close, chest over chest, knees spread because his hand encouraged you to do so. Mouth to mouth, considering kissing the dirt from his lips. “Wanna rip ‘em, and have me on top while you’re on this thing?”

Eddie moaned, and it wasn’t shy in the loud garage. “Want it so fucking bad, baby.”

A single ding from the bell atop your desk drew your attention.

Bodies paused, you both existed in the indecision of what to do. Eddie’s forehead wrinkled from his high brows driving his attention backwards, peering under the car again. The other employees of David’s Auto Repair shuffled around a Studebaker. There was no one inside to help the customer. What a shame.

Eddie lowered his chin in long clockticks, seeking you behind his heavy lashes and heavier gaze. His nose met the side of yours in an unrefined graze, dragging his chapped lips wherever he felt your smile. He kissed you hungry. Needy, desperate to fit the magnitude of his palm at the back of your head, and dirty your mouth with noses mashed together. He wanted you messy, he wanted you catching your balance on the creeper for the same reason his held sigh became your next breath, taking a pinch of your pantyhose over your pussy and twisting it around his fist to demonstrate his annoyance, as if the dull ache of your bottom lip against his teeth wasn’t illustrative enough. The peak of your whine and his approving hum tethered the snap of your tights and the squeeze he left on your thigh. Filthy warmth blanketed the top of your hand. Stifling hot, calluses running rough over your knuckles as he cupped your palm over his hard length, and curled your fingers around himself, kicking his hips up to really stretch the limits of your grip. Together, he guided you in a few teasing pumps along the base, ego growing at the pretty sound hitched in your throat.

“Hey, Ed!” Mr. Moore’s yell burst the bubble you two surrounded yourselves in. “C’mere, ‘nd look at this.”

It wasn’t an emergency. It could wait. There were enough mechanics on duty, they could figure out what they were gawking at, or admiring, or whatever it was they were doing. That was the justification behind your shared look with Eddie, and the tension holding you two apart faded within seconds. If anything it spurred you on. You raked your fingers through his hair, mussing the roots at the crown of his head, covering the side of his body with yours, stroking his cock. The consequences didn’t matter. He increased the pressure and showed you how he liked it when you looped your thumb and index around the edge of his fat tip and pumped him faster—

Ding, ding, ding.

The kiss slowed from the distraction, but you tried to keep going, staying in the moment with Eddie’s praise burning your cheeks. He was eager, he was close. He was whispering, “Feels fucking good when you—yeah—like that,” when you added the twist of your wrist to the end of motion.

“Ed!” Mr. Moore’s voice ruined the moment. “Where’d he… And wasn’t she at her desk a second ago?”

Ding, ding ding!

Your foreheads crashed together in a defeated groan.

Eddie sagged completely limp on the creeper. “Why do you do this to me?” He dropped his arms in a big shrug, kicking his legs out flat, throbbing hard in your palm. You curbed the urge to keep going and dragged your fingers away.

“Hey, you’re the one who started this,” you sniffed, sitting back to fan your face in effort to make yourself presentable while he considered rolling under the car for the next eternity to hide his blazing red cheeks.

“I was a good worker before you came along,” he argued, pointing at you with a nail outlined in grime. He did it with such vigor his shoulders curled off the creeper, sitting up to give you a real good talkin’ to. “I never did this sorta shit with anyone before you showed up. You’re bad for me. You drive me crazy.” Not an ounce of anger dared enter his tone, not even having strength to control his smile from going lopsided, dimpling, nose scrunching in a badly contained laugh. Never would he want you to think he was mad at you, even as a joke. He was soft like that.

Eddie broke first, and that’s all you needed to kiss him against the black Mustang door, thud on the metal deadened by his nervous hand coming up to brush his curls flat.

“You drive me crazy too,” you promised against his lips. “Now, try not to cum your pants when I bend over to get this trash, and have fun explaining to the guys why you can’t stand up for the next few minutes.” You cocked your head, and smacked your tongue in a hard, “‘Kay?”

He glared at your smugness. Glared at your backside, too. Scowled at his grip formed around the swollen length rising so obvious no matter how he fixed his legs, and surrendered to the humiliation of laying back on the creeper, summoning enough dignity to roll himself to the other side where a gaggle of boots scuffed the ground in search for him, and give some excuse that he was very busy fixing something and wouldn’t be available for the foreseeable future.

originally thursday's section in chapter twelve was split into three separate scenes. i was almost finished writing the first two when i took the section in a different direction and mashed all the important elements into the scene in the breakroom which did make the cut. truthfully i had only written to eddie's line of "wanting it so badly" and they would've gotten interrupted at that point (before any touching), but since this isn't exactly canon, i went ahead and had fun and made it a little spicier.

you might also recognize some imagery, lines of prose, or descriptions i salvaged from this piece and put into the final one!

[gayguybln]

In this special prison facility with low security standards for inmates between 18 and 30 inmates are designated by the colour of their shorts. The minimum sentence of this special scheme is 2 months incarceration and 4 strokes of the cane. From 5 months of incarceration on the number of strokes of the cane is the same as the months of imprisonment. The maximum number is 18 months/strokes. Despite the corporal punishment this facility was branded as leisure prison by the media.

Jason is a 19 year old scaffolder. A week ago he wanted to buy some cocaine for a party weekend. Unfortunately the drug pusher was a cop in disguise. Jason was sentenced to a total of 2 months of incarceration and 4 strokes of the cane on his bare ass. The white colour indicates that he's one of the new inmates still waiting for their caning. The caning sessions are always streamed on a pay-per-view channel. The caning will be done within the first 10 days of the punishment. Good luck for your caning day, Jason!

Ron is wearing dark red shorts. This is the colour of the ones that got their strokes and are in healing phase. Ron is a 20 year old college student. He beat down another guy at a pub fight. He serves a 5 months sentence and got 5 strokes of the cane. Today he'll switch from the dark red shorts to orange shorts as the medics said that the healing is nearing its end.

23 year old Marlon got already his orange shorts. The result of his caning had healed totally. Unfortunately it left several scars as he got 12 strokes. He was sentenced for several cases of selling performance enhancing drugs. The drugs are prohibited and selling or using prohibited drugs to manipulate the outcome of sport events is punishable by law too. He was a great Basektball player at his university but is now banned from all competitive sports and from all universities in the country for 80 years. The state assigned him to a new professional career. He could choose between construction works, landscape gardening or parcel service. He chose construction works and is learning already skills while being incarcerated.

Inmates enjoy much free time and can play cards or watch tv in some leisure areas.

But in exchange they have to grow food in the prison garden to reduce the costs for society. Especially herbs and vegetables are home grown in the prison garden. The garden squad is wearing green shorts at work and gets green shoes.

Other inmates are working in the prison laundry.

Another group of inmates is responsible for the cleanliness of the yard and the interior of the prison. They're wearing khaki shorts when on duty.

An education program is preparing them for entering their new life in freedom.

[todaysdocument]

Lance Corporals Craig Aubert (right) and Juan Pablo Samayoa use empty 155mm Howitzer shell casings to do their laundry during Operation Enduring Freedom at Camp Coyote, Kuwait, on February 9, 2003.

Record Group 330: Records of the Office of the Secretary of Defense

Series: Combined Military Service Digital Photographic Files

Image description: Two men stand in a large open space in the desert, with several Howitzer shell casings (cylinders about three feet tall) standing near them. Each man is each holding up a wet piece of clothing to wring it out. They are wearing gas masks, t-shirts, and camouflage trousers. In the background there is a line of portable toilet cubicles. 

[elegantlaundry]

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[lemonhoarddragoness]

Fic: "The Long Road Ahead (is a little easier with you)" (Roberto da Costa/Sam Guthrie/Illyana Rasputin, T)

Title: The Long Road Ahead (is a little easier with you) Rating: T Warning: N/A Word count: 1,250 Posted: February 17, 2024 Character(s)/Pairing(s): Roberto da Costa/Sam Guthrie/Illyana Rasputin Summary:

As the group makes their escape from the Dome and makes camp for the night, Sam finds he doesn't know where he belongs. Illyana sets him straight. -Or- “Are you sure this isn't... weird?” Sam asks, his voice barely above a whisper. “We are fugitives, we are killers,” Illyana dismisses, “And we are mutants. They already have plenty of reasons to hate us, we might as well enjoy ourselves in the meantime."

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Dr. Reyes always said the nearest town was twenty miles away.

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As it turned out, twenty miles was generous, overly generous. 

Still, Sam is grateful to be outside the Dome again. 

Truly, he is. 

Freedom from their cage means everything, a gift he wasn’t certain he would ever have again, but freedom is tiring. Very tiring. Arguably more tiresome than working in a mine, Sam reckons, work boots dragging along the gravely road.

Adrenaline and a sense of victory had taken the group well into the afternoon, but as the sun began to set, Sam had to remind his legs how to put one foot in front of the other with each and every step. It was almost like praying in a way-- repetitive, single minded, simplistic. Sam isn’t religious like Rahne, but he’s been to enough Sunday services growing up that he can appreciate the notion. Praying for another step forward, for another step away from the cage the Essex Corporation had held them, another step toward civilization– toward a real second chance. 

The group makes camp reluctantly once the majority of them can no longer see where they are going. Exhaustion grinds them to a halt, but an intangible sense of dread keeps all of them on edge. It’s as though something sinister is tickling them in the back of their thoughts, forcing them to press on to the very edges of their limits, for fear that what they left behind might be coming back for them.

Kicking loose the rocks and fallen brush near the campfire, Sam tumbles to the ground, unable to think of taking even one more step.

Sleep comes easy for him, but it doesn’t last long. 

Cold seeps up from the ground and a damp chill settles over the top of him, bringing Sam back to the waking world shivering and shaking.

Jerking upright, Sam hugs himself, fingers digging into his hoodie. Everything is cold, is dark. It feels… It feels almost like being underground again. His chest clenches, instinctive fear wrapping around his lungs, choking him. Sam tries to take in new air, to show his body he is outside– safe, but the breath comes in staggered and shallow and his lungs expel it just as fast as it hits the inside of his chest.

Wheezing, Sam’s gaze darts desperately around the pitch black, searching for any sign of his surroundings. Looking for some small reassurance for his mind that he isn’t back in the mines– isn’t stuck in those pits.

‘I ain’t down there,’ his thoughts race, rushing through his mind like derby cars, bumping and crashing against his fears and worries.

This isn’t like when he’d seen his father in the laundry dryer door in the Dome, it isn’t Dani. He could tell it isn’t real, or at least, he’s trying to convince his pounding heart it isn’t. This is his mind running away from him and he can’t seem to get a hold of it. 

‘I’m safe’, Sam pleads to his panic, He is in the woods with Rahne and Dani and Berto and—

“Ey- Kentucky,” Smoothe Russian vocals break through the darkness, piercing through the cold and the panic, “Come here.”

It washes over Sam like a prayer answered.

Sam stutters, a polite refusal dying in his throat before it can reach his mouth. He can’t refuse such a sweet calling. Bunching his spare jacket into one hand, Sam crawls his way across the dark campsite, ignoring the pain of pebbles pressing against his knees, rolling underneath him as he shuffles along.

Illyena’s eyes aren’t glowing their shocking blue like when she’s using her magic, but he can feel her piercing stare in front of him nonetheless. 

“You’re cold,” She remarks, seemingly irritated (though it’s hard to know with her inflection sometimes), “You should have slept with us from the start.”

“Well I--” Sam starts and stops, “I-”

Berto and Illy had walked so close to each other throughout the day, hushed and excited whispers flying between the two of them like sparks. It had felt private, personal. Sam hadn’t known what to do with the subtle shift in his friends. It wasn’t the same as it was with Dani and Rahne, but it was still definitely intimate. He didn’t mind the girls’ lingering touches and close steps, but with Berto and Illy he couldn’t help feeling oddly left out. Pushing away the odd gnawing feeling inside his chest, Sam had respectfully put a decent distance between them. He didn’t quite understand it, but staying too close had felt like an intrusion. 

It hurt that neither of them, Illy or Berto, seemed to notice his absence throughout the day. 

The exhaustion had helped Sam keep the gnawing feeling at bay, voiding his mind of nearly all thoughts for most of the walk. 

When the group had made camp, Rahne and Dani had taken one side of the clearing and Illy and Berto, the other. And Sam… He’d made himself his own space. They hadn’t discussed it, it simply was the way the pieces fell. Like before, he tried not to question why it hurt. 

So now, faced with Illy’s blunt and direct observation, Sam’s mouth is left agape like a fish, an intangible answer swirling thick around his tongue. He doesn’t know how to express this feeling to her in a way that makes a lick of sense when he doesn’t even understand it himself.

“Come here,” Illyena repeats, her slight hand appearing from the dark, fingers entangling themselves with his own. She gives a gentle tug and Sam tumbles forward, knees weak with weariness and a simple longing to feel connected again.

It’s clear there is something between Illy and Berto going on, something more than friendship– Berto’s never been exactly subtle– Sam doesn’t think he’s hurt by that, he’s happy to see his friends so giddy, but he has been feeling left out; lonely.

Falling beside them now is easy, his distance from the day worn away by Illy’s quiet, but stern direction. 

Beneath him, Sam feels Berto’s chest rising and falling softly. He is warm and it takes everything in Sam not to lean into that warmth, to press himself against it with the full force of his being. Even just this small bit of contact melting the cold feeling from his bones.

“Are you sure this isn't... weird?” Sam asks, his voice barely above a whisper. 

“We are fugitives, we are killers,” Illyana dismisses, “And we are mutants. They already have plenty of reasons to hate us, we might as well enjoy ourselves in the meantime. And freezing to death after such a heroic escape would be unbecoming.”

Without hesitation, Illy presses herself into his chest and pushes him fully into Berto’s arms where she had previously been sleeping. Sam grunts at the decisive movement and stills rapidly as Berto stirs to life. 

“..Kentucky?” He murmurs in a confused but warmed tone, “About time you came over here. What were you planning to do all night, freeze?”

“I… Didn’t want to intrude.”

Berto snorts, half awake, and wraps his arms around Sam’s waist, “We want you here Kentucky. With us.”

“I- You do?” Sam stutters. 

“Of course. Rahne and Dani have each other, and we have us.” Illyana plainly as she arranges herself into Sam’s side perfectly, “We set the rules here.”

Sleep comes easy to Sam wrapped between Illyana and Berto, but this time, it lasts. It lasts for a very long time. 

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over time, this "employer pays for your doctor visits" system transformed into "employer pays a company to handle all the doctor bills", and companies that were less interested in getting and keeping the best talent started asking employees to kick in a bit to cover this cost, but people without plans like this can still see the doctor. what changed next is that insurance companies went to clinics and hospitals and basically said, hey, we have 5000 people on OUR plan, surely you can give us a discount if you want us to send them to YOUR practice. and clinics and hospitals said, yeah sure, let me just crank the price of this surgery from $100 to $1000 and then give you guys a whopping 90% discount!

and suddenly if you didn't have insurance or wanted to see a doctor your insurance company hadn't cut this kind of deal with, you were paying the $1000 price. so everyone needed to buy insurance or get a job that offered it as a perk, not just in case of very expensive emergencies, but for everything. and insurance companies realized they could basically charge you whatever and decline payment for whatever, because what are you gonna do? pay out of pocket? quit your entire job? no. they've hooked us and have no plans of letting go.

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