#damn Vance for getting in the way

[tinderbox210]

Captain Michael Burnham and Commander Rayner + that one-on-one connection

Star Trek: Discovery s05e10 - Life, Itself

[bojackhorsemanobviously]

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[theyrealllesbians]

Regulus was manically pacing around his room, playing with the cord at the base of the phone.

"What do you mean there's another one?" He asked in an exasperated tone, rubbing the bridge of his nose to try and fight the annoyed headache he could feel brewing.

"Another wedding invitation has just come for you, from Emmaline Vance? Wait was she the one who was obsessed with Peter and would try to dance with him at every party for like a year?" Sirius said, getting progressively louder and more excited as he carried on.

"Yes." Regulus bit out. He really could not be bothered to go to another wedding. Why did everyone want to get married all of a sudden, it's only been a couple, wait no 7 years, since he left high school. God, how had it been 7 years already? "Surely I don't have to go. I can just RSVP back saying 'thanks, but no thanks' that'll work right?"

Regulus didn't even really understand why he was getting so many invitations. He'd had 5 wedding invites so far, 2 baby showers which he was not going to and 2 reunion dinners. Of course his own brother's wedding invitation was not included in this list of grievances. He's never dare complain about having to watch the happiest day of Sirius's life. Even just hearing him and Remus try and sort out the last few details made his heart warm in a way that he would never dare admit to.

"Come on, you have to!" Sirius exclaimed. "Everyone will want to see you. Besides all of us," 'us' being Sirius, Remus, James, Peter, Lily, Mary, Marlene and Dorcas, "are going and I refuse to spend another evening answering a million questions about you when you could just get over yourself and come!!!!"

Sirius was referring to the last high school reunion that happened 2 years ago that he had refused to go to. Apparently, Sirius spent the whole night getting asked about Regulus's whereabouts and what he was doing, if it was true that he had refused to work in the family business, whether he was gay and if so, was he single?

"Ugh," he groaned, "if I do go, and that's an if! I'll need a date. Where am I supposed to get a date on such short notice." Regulus's head was now beginning to ache as it had threatened to do so at the thought of having to sit through a wedding with someone he barely knew just to show that he wasn't alone and that he was doing well for himself.

"I don't know, do I? I mean you don't have to have a date." Sirius suggested, speaking through a mouth of some form of food.

"I do though don't I, otherwise I'll just get pitying looks the entire night. Or worse, people coming up to me trying to ask me out." He shivered at the thought.

Sirius choked a little, "That's a bit cocky don't you think?"

"No I don't think it is actually, not after I had Gideon touching my knee last month asking if I'd 'be interested in a night to remember', I cannot do that again. I just can't," he whined. He may as well have stomped his feet to go along with the toddler type tantrum he was getting close to. But Regulus did not care, he was being entirely serious when he said he could not do it again.

"Fine then, go with Barty?" Sirius suggested.

"Can't he's already going with Evan." Regulus responded, damning them both because it wouldn't be a half bad idea.

"Act as if you're in a throuple, you could pull it off." Sirius teased.

"Sirius" Regulus whined again, he needed real solutions.

"Pandora?"

"Doesn't really work now that everyone knows I'm gay." Regulus was getting tired now, why did he call his brother again? Oh right he didn't, Sirius called him because Regulus is currently on a work trip and Sirius is watering his plants and clearly snooping through his post.

"Well, I don't have any other ideas. This is why you need more friends." Sirius said matter of factly.

"To have as back up wedding guests?"

"Yes, that's what we do all the time. I don't actually think that anyone really knows who is with who. Oh, you could go with James. I don't think he was planning to go with anyone."

"Yeah, pass." He would not go with James Potter. Not for any particular reason, he just couldn't.

"Right well, I can't help you"

"Apparently so. I'm gonna go" Regulus just needed to lie down and think about what he was gonna do. He still had a month to figure it all out.

"Alright, see you soon, call me if you need anything else." Sirius said, trying to maintain his 'helpful' older brother personality that he had built.

"Yep will do, bye." Regulus hung up.

He really hated wedding season.

Just had this idea, it will be Jegulus. Kinda fake dating/ friends to lovers type deal. I'm actually pretty excited to start writing it and have quite a few ideas already.

[thewritersofdeceased]

Ghost boys reacting to their crush being asked out in front of them? Like would they be salty or lash out. Idk I just think it's a fun idea ^^

ANGST WOOOOO !! (angst for at least two of them) The Ghost Boys + Finney seeing their crush being asked out in front of them! These are sorta short because I had no motivation to get these out for months ":)

Gender Neutral pronouns ! (They/Them), no use of y/n!

FINNEY BLAKE

Finney felt his heart shatter as a boy stood with flowers in hand, a small frown plastered on his face as you and this boy stood in front of your locker. You two were smiling. You were smiling at this boy and not at him? He thought you two would have been together. Guess not. Finney didn't say anything, just acted like he was grabbing stuff out of his locker. But those eight words he overheard felt like a harpoon had just gone through his chest.

"Do you want to go out with me?" The boy asked, and Finney could hear your soft laughter. That soft laughter that made him fall in love with you. The laughter that made him always smile. But he couldn't say anything now. Not when the person of his dreams was being asked out. He let a frown form on his face, closing his locker and letting out a grumble. A grumble of inaudible mutters. He'd talk to Robin or Gwen about this.

And so when closing his locker and overhearing the answer you'd given the boy, Finney turned to walk off. Ignoring the laughs he could overhear, he began making his way away from his locker and surely away from you. He couldn't stand this. The boy had to move on, but he knew damn well it would take a while to do that.

BRUCE YAMADA

To say Bruce was surprised when he overheard someone asking you out was an understatement. He knew plenty of people, girls mostly, were lined up trying to date him, but for the longest time, he only had his eyes on one person. You. You were the only person Bruce had his eyes on. He wasn't going to go all fancy, buying flowers and everything, but he was going to be all casual about it. As you if you'd like to go to the arcade or something, go for a walk around town and all of that.

But when he went to try, someone else had gone up to you, holding flowers and chocolate in their hands. Bruce didn't understand. Sure, this kid was popular too, but not in the sense Bruce was. He just didn't understand. His mind processed the scene he watched, his expression blank and eyes slightly narrowing. At least he tried.

Even if his heart ached. His chest ached. He had to move on. No matter how hard it hurt, Bruce Yamada had to move on. As people say. There's other fish in the seas. At least in ones far away from Denver.

ROBIN ARELLANO

Robin knew he didn't have a chance. From the get go, he knew he didnt' have a chance. He was popular, and sure, some girls wanted him and what-not, but he denied them every single time. They only wanted him because he could fight. Not for his personality, and surely just for his looks. But he didn't have his eyes on any of them.

Not any of them had his attention. He was watching over you as you spoke with a group of your friends, one of them gently taking your arm and pulling you away from everyone in the main circle. Which only resulted in him following from afar. Listening and watching from a distance. He couldn't exactly make out what was being said, but he could see the large smile that had formed on your face, and the excited "Yes, yes!" That escaped you.

It only made Robin's mind begin to run. Robin wasn't dumb. It only made him realize what the kid had asked. The kid asked you out. And Robin had to get over you. Of course he did. He just had to get over you. It'd be difficult, but he had to. He'd move on quickly. He knew he could.

VANCE HOPPER

When it came to asking people out, Vance hated doing it. Vance despises asking people out, which is why he never did it. He saw what relationships did to his mom and dad. He saw how it ruined them. But you were different. You had a smile that lit up the world, and he loved that about you. But asking you out was something that would ruin everything. Vance was going to ask you out in a casual manner. Sure, he'd buy you a slushee from the grab n' go and make a flirty joke or whatever, but it was better than going full out with flowers, chocolate and a stupid date.

As he went to speak to you, his eyes landed on a boy with his arm wrapped around your waist, so he only stood with violence plastered in his eyes. He wanted to swing. So badly. He wanted to start a fight. To get your attention. But that would hate to scare you. He would never have a chance if he scared you off and away. That would shatter him beyond recognition. But Vance stood tall as he kept his attention on you and this boy.

As the answer of yes popped up, Vance scoffed and turned on his heel, his knuckles turning white. He'd go get into a fight. Fight his anger out like he usually could. He'd avoid you and your new boyfriend. Until you two broke up, or the bastard did something wrong to you. Then he'd fight and confront.

BILLY SHOWALTER

Billy was beyond excited to show you these hand made paper flowers! He was going to use them to confess his feelings, of course. He wasn't one to really talk aloud, being more on the quiet side of the school and sticking to hanging around his group of friends. Not many people spoke to the tiny group but you and a couple others that wanted to try and befriend Robin or Bruce for example. Or Vance- that was another. Vance was more of one to confront or help Billy out if he was having a bad day.

So when he saw a boy smiling brightly at you with flowers in his hand, his heart began to shatter as he listened in. "Would you like to go on a date? We can have a picnic and then get some ice cream?" The boy suggested as an excited "Yes!" escaped you, it made Billy's eyes widen and begin to tear up. He stared in disbelief, his heart shattered into a thousand people.

He stared still, dropping his paper flowers onto the ground and allowing the wind to pick them up. He'd just stay away. Yeah! Yeah, that would work. It'd was better than anything. Better than staying here and letting his emotions get the better of him. That would be better than this. He'd talk to Vance. Or Griffin. Or anyone about this.

GRIFFIN STAGG

Griffin was terrified to ever ask somebody out. Like Vance, he saw what it did to his parents. Hell, he didn’t get to see his mother because of it. That was a whole story in itself. He was pacing nervously, looking at the paper he held in between his hands. Well, in one hand. He had a singular rose in his right hand, in his left behind a small paper with words to say.

Naturally, Griffin was selective mute, only speaking properly to the boys he hung around or you. Mostly you. He would smile, ramble about books he read to you, suggest some too! So, the best suggestion he had was to get a couple romantic lines from books and make references to them in his little confession note!

His eyes had lit up when he saw you. You were waving to someone. Not him. A boy, maybe a year older than him had run over, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek as Griffin watched. He stared as tears began to flood his eyes. He had to walk by you to go home. So he did just that. Not before pressing the paper and flower into your hand.

[bbyvrtx]

Vance Hopper with a reader who has anger issues/Angry Crier (Totally not calling myself out) Warnings: Vance (He is a warning.. might be a red flag too-) Cursing (Lots of it) Blood/bruising, Reader's gender not specified, reader also has family issues, THERE IS NO GRABBER, readers parents not being home much, (Reader and Vance and anyone else mentioned from TBP are 17-18) Tell me if I missed any. Reader and Vance are stated to be close friends. ANGST. LOTS OF ANGST

Maybe friends to Enemies(?? You decide)

Some Information before reading: Vance and reader have a toxic relationship.

Today was any other normal day; if you count Vance shit talking Karens for looking at him weird, normal. Yeahh it was.

"Did you see the way the fuck-tard tried saying I hit her? I should've fuckin' hit'er with the way she was puttin' her finger in my face. Fucking shit face." Vance rambled on as he pulled out of the grocery-store parking lot. "Yeah.. It's fucking mint." I mumbled.

Vance offered to help me get my dad's grocery order he left written on a note that my dad left on the kitchen counter. Vance said it was just cause he wanted to drive his truck around, we both know it's cause he wanted to stay by me today.

Later that night I had called him, asking if his parents were home; they weren't. My parents had gotten into and argument, causing my mom to pack a few clothes for a week to go to my grandparents. I begged her to let me go with her, but she didn't have a say in it. My dad was all about 'Women are there to clean' 'Women can't do this, that and other'. It pissed me off.. it was wrong, what pissed me off more was that he didn't let me go with her, and I figured he would have at least stayed home.

I was wrong.

Very. Wrong.

While this all happened, I was getting home from Finney's place.

I explained what happened to Vance over the phone, he understood, considering we both have similar family issues. I told him I was gonna be home alone for a while, so he decided he was gonna come over.

"Key's are under the flower pot, Vanny"

"K. C'ya ina bit, idiot"

I hung the phone back up, walking around my living-room, picking up shattered glass, beer bottles, and dirty plates. My dad left the house in the middle of the night when I was at Finney's. "Asshole could have cleaned.." I muttered to myself. Not that it did any good. It only made me angrier.

I didn't normally get angry. At least not as bad as Vance- I mean yeah! Sure, I get angry, sometimes I won't admit it; I take it to far.

That's only if my buttons get pushed enough, Vance has never seen me angry... yet

"Hey, I knocked you idiot. You didn't open the damn door!" Vance said as he walked into me house. He made his way to where I was in the kitchen. "Hey, do you hear me? I'm talking to you!" He groaned, coming up behind me and placing his hand on my shoulder, turning me to face him.

"Just shut the fuck up Vance. Shut up. All you fucking do is worry about your damn Pinball game, worry about if you beat your fucking score! You beat up kids cause you fucking feel like it, or feel like they owe you shit!" I huff, tears filling my water line as I stare him head in the face. All I saw was red.

"You don't fucking care about me, you fucking retard! You only come to me cause I'm the only fucker who will put up with your ass!" I yelled. Tears now streaming down my face. That's when he noticed my busted lip and bruised cheek.

He didn't say anything after what I yelled at him. As if he was a dog that chewed up someone's shoe and is now getting scolded for it.

'Did he hit you?" He mumbled. I roll my eyes and scoff. "No I hit the floor with my face." I stare at him. He huffed, shaking his head. I throw my hands in the air and let them fall. "Why do you answer the phone so quickly when I call, Vance?" I ask, eyes lowly lit from the dim kitchen ceiling light.

"What do you mean, [Y/N]?" he asked. I get close to him, nose inches from each other. "You wanna fuck me Vance? huh? Does it make you mad that I'm the only person that isn't all over you the second you walk through the door?" I hear him breath out harshly. "Answer me, Vance."

"Get the fuck out of my face, or I'll number you one harder than your dad did."

TO BE CONTINUED....

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Kimberley Richards at HuffPost:

Minnesota Gov. Tim Walz (D) recently slammed Sen. JD Vance (R-Ohio), Donald Trump’s vice presidential pick, over his views on rural America. During an appearance on a Tuesday segment of MSNBC’s “Morning Joe,” the governor criticized Vance for the way he characterized “small-town America” in his 2016 bestselling memoir, “Hillbilly Elegy: A Memoir of a Family and Culture in Crisis.”

“People like JD Vance know nothing about small-town America,” said Walz, who was raised in rural Nebraska. “My town had 400 people in it, 24 kids in my graduating class — 12 were cousins.” “And he gets it all wrong,” he continued. “It’s not about hate, it’s not about collapsing in. The golden rule there is mind your own damn business.” Walz then said that the Republican Party has “destroyed rural America” through their policies. “They’ve divided us. They’re in our exam rooms, they’re telling us what books to read,” he said. “And I think what Kamala Harris knows is, bringing people together around the shared values — strong public schools, strong labor unions that create the middle class, health care that’s affordable and accessible — those are the things.” The Minnesota governor later emphasized his point that Republicans have created division, saying, “We can’t even go to Thanksgiving dinner with our uncle, because you end up in some weird fight that is unnecessary.”

Appearing on MSNBC’s Morning Joe Tuesday, Minnesota Governor and potential Harris VP pick Tim Walz (D) scored Trump VP pick and Ohio Senator J.D. Vance (R) good by saying that Vance “know[s] nothing about small-town America.

Walz deserves to be Harris’s VP choice.

From the 07.23.2024 edition of MSNBC's Morning Joe:

[ferpykins]

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[missvainillapudin]

Will you keep the secret?:

request: @swoofllia "Need some vance angst and fluff at the same time😛"

Vance Hopper x fem!reader

Prompt: mentions of self-harm, family issues, murder, blood, verbal violence (probably anxiety too, I got really stressed writing this 😭)

but it was fun anyway!

"Are you sure it's going to work? Because I think if you put it this way..."

"Shut the fuck up, I know how to do it."

Vance shoved you with his shoulder when you tried to put your hands over his on the mini controls of the Pinball machine, which made you take a couple of steps back and turn off all your desire to continue insisting on trying to play his "arcade game."

You let out a sigh of slight annoyance and crossed your arms as you leaned against the wall next to the Pinball machine and watched him with a frown like an angry cat that had its tail stepped on.

You saw his concentrated expression as his hands quickly moved the controls of the game machine and you thought that maybe you could give at least a small comment about it, a slight suggestion, but as soon as you opened your lips you were abruptly interrupted by his annoying bark.

At least that's what it sounded like to you, like an annoying dog that barked.

But also bit...

"I told you to shut the fuck up, keep those pretty lips shut unless you want me to rip them off!"

You watched him without being surprised or scared by his attitude, you already knew Vance, the boy was a fucking time bomb whose trigger seemed to be (honestly) everything around him

And it was only a matter of time before he let loose destroying everything and everyone in his path

Everyone but you

So you gave him an ironic smile indicating that you both knew very well that that wouldn't happen, because you wouldn't allow it and he wouldn't dare

Too bad the owner of Grab'N Go didn't know the same

"You should be nicer to your girlfriend"

Both of you turned to that female voice, you in astonishment at the same time that the red and white striped straw of your drink came loose from your lips and Vance with a frown turning his face slightly over his shoulder

"And you should learn to close your fucking mouth, you damn neglected old woman"

The woman looked at both of you in astonishment and indignation and you turned to see Vance in shock

"You- damn brats! Get out before i-"

You grabbed Vance's hand tightly and ran towards the exit of the mini store before the lady could even finish yelling at you to get out of her store

Followed by the sound of the Grab'N Go bell indicating that the doors had opened and their labored breathing, still without letting go of his hand the two of you continued running until you reached behind the small parking lot of the place

Finally you let go and both of you gasped agitatedly, you walked towards him only to push him with your hands with annoyance and force, but this only managed to make him take a few steps back

"What the fuck is wrong with you?! Are you crazy? You can't just treat others like that! God, what would have happened if things escalated even more?! You're a-"

You continued to yell and insult him with all your might while he just watched you

Panting, with the bangs of his disheveled blonde hair falling over his face, and the muscles of his arms tense and marked, he looked down and clenched his fists tightly while cursing something rude under his breath

"You're the fucking crazy woman who made us run away, do you even know how to behave in a civilized manner? Crazy bitch..."

You looked at him as if he had said the biggest stupidity in the universe and you even snorted, about to laugh

"Oh, I'm the crazy one? You're the rude idiot who doesn't know how to behave!"

You yelled at him annoyed and let out a sigh with a bitter laugh

"I can't believe you kiss your mother with that mouth!"

You mocked without grace and crossed your arms looking away in annoyance, reluctant to continue fighting with him, but it seemed that Vance had other plans

You heard the sound of his footsteps walking towards you in a hurry and as soon as you looked up you already had him in front of you, cornering you against one of the bushes in the place, with his hands in the pockets of his jeans and his hard and intimidating gaze on you

"Do you really want to talk about parents?"

His words echoed through your head, you remained silent for a few moments before letting out a sigh and shaking your head

"No, I- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go in that direction..."

You apologized feeling now smaller and more vulnerable as you rubbed with one of your hands the fabric of the sleeves of your clothes that covered those painful wounds on your wrists

Those wounds, the product of the hell you lived in your house and how that situation made you feel

This information was not unknown to Vance either, you had already told him and you had talked about it a couple of times

About how your father used to get violent with you after a bad day and a couple sips of beer and how your mother just limited herself to observing that scene

But none of those talks were going to be enough to make the cuts on your wrists close and the blood from your flesh stop coming out, no matter how hard Vance wanted it

His gaze fell on your hands rubbing the wounds on the fabric of your clothes and he let out a sigh as with one hand he moved yours away from your wrist and with the other he surrounded your shoulders bringing you closer to him in a hug

"It's okay, I'm sorry, just... stop doing that"

You heard him say with his face buried in the softness and comforting scent of your hair

You nodded still between his chest and his arm and looked up to stand on your tiptoes and give him a kiss on the lips

And in that moment, in that small space that the world allowed you to enjoy which involved Vance's comforting arms and the familiar body heat that radiated from his body

You felt at peace

Although you knew that after that you would have to open your eyes, get away from his arms and have to go back to your house, where that demon was waiting for you just to try to survive one more day

You couldn't help but feel this way, but you were getting tired of that shit

And you weren't the only one

It was only a matter of time before that hell It would end and your suffering would cease

But you didn't expect that it would be Vance who would make it possible for you

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Everything happened so fast

It wasn't how you both expected it to end

You, covered in blood from mouth to toe while Vance held the murder weapon in his left hand

It was a red pocket knife that his father had given him as a gift on his 16th birthday, his hands were also bloody just like that knife, his blue eyes still observed that scene he had starred in

"Why did you do it?"

Your trembling and frightened voice brought Vance out of his thoughts who looked up to look at you with a frown, he looked at the blood on your face that bathed your body and then at the man on the floor

"What are you talking about? He was going to hurt you!"

He answered with that brusque tone characteristic of his voice, he closed his eyes tightly as if he were trying to hide from that moment and he tightly squeezed the knife in his left hand...

Not more than an hour ago, when things were good you had invited Vance to your house, your father was supposed to come home later from work and you took advantage of the fact that your mother was not at home, she had told you that she would go visit your grandparents for a couple of days and that she would not know when she would return, although you asked her if you could accompany her she refused, saying that the grandmother was already too old to continue putting up with "little girls" like you

But you were no longer a little girl, you were already 17 years old and you did not need to be the smartest to realize that In reality, what your mother wanted was to escape, to escape from that house, to escape from your father, and, even though it hurt you, maybe she also wanted to escape from being a mother

To escape from you...

No matter how much you cried or begged, after 6 o'clock was marked on the big clock in your house and its loud bell resonated throughout the living room and the kitchen, with a weak smile and a weak hand that caressed your head and ruffled your hair, your mother finally put her bags in the garage of the car and left as fast as the wind that hit the window of your room

And you stayed there, with your heart in your throat and a phone number that was the only one you could dial, call and be sure that he would come for you

Without thinking too much you called Vance with your phone and in a couple of minutes he was already there

Lying down, hugging each other in your bed, with your head resting on his arm that surrounded your shoulders while his left hand took and lifted your wrist and with the other hand together with the tip of his fingers he traced the scars on them, you allowed yourself to close your eyes and enjoy his soft touch

But it didn't last long until the sound of the keys to the door of your house rang downstairs, you opened your eyes and feared the worst

"Y-you must go"

You managed to say in a nervous and scared stutter, Vance noticed your sudden change of attitude and put his hands on your shoulders in an attempt to give you some kind of comfort

"I'm with you"

It was the last thing you heard from him before you made him hide under your bed while you listened your father's steps go up the stairs and go in the direction of your room

The door opened, the creaking of it made your skin crawl and you looked up in fear

And there he was

Your father, drunk up to the ears, walked with heavy steps towards you and you just watched him, petrified with fear as he entered your room with a bottle of whiskey in one hand

Vance could see the feet of that unpleasant man enter your room

"You're early"

You managed to say in a vulnerable and fearful voice to your father who sat on the edge of your and looked at you with dizzy eyes and cheeks red from the alcohol

"Wow, not even a hello to your poor father..."

He said in a rough voice as he raised his hand and took it to your long hair to put a lock of it behind your ear

"My little girl how you have grown, you have become so beautiful..."

His words gave you a feeling of wanting to vomit and Inside you hated him, you hated every moment of it, you hated how he made you feel, like you were disgusting, his touch made you feel dirty

Everything got worse when he grabbed you by the shoulders and pushed you back causing your back to hit the mattress of your bed and he stayed on top of you, trapping you under his body

"Please, no-"

It was the only thing you could say with glassy eyes in a shaky and scared tone of voice before he lunged at your neck and began to leave disgusting and clumsy kisses on it while you cried

And right at that moment the last thing you felt was a large amount of a warm liquid bathing you completely

You opened your eyes only to find your father's neck dripping with this thick and hot liquid that bathed you completely before Vance took him by the shoulders and threw him to the floor where he finally finished bleeding out

And that was how you and him ended up in that situation

You got out of bed while you still trembled and walked towards him

You saw his face

You saw his hands

He was scared too

You looked down at your father's lifeless body and took Vance's stained hands

"We have to get rid of him"

You said trying to regulate the trembling of your voice, both of you looked at each other in silence

Despite the absence of words, you two could read each other's gazes well, you were afraid, doubtful, nervous but also a hint of relief

He was never going to be able to hurt you again

Vance had saved you

While both of you mopped the bloody floor after having locked your father's body in the attic, you couldn't help but think about running away from there, it was all too much for you

Damn, they had killed a person

That thought remained present in your head when they finished mopping the floor and went to take the bloody sheets out of your room and put them in the trunk of Vance's car to go set them on fire in a remote place

It was almost 6 in the morning for all this and the sun was beginning to make itself felt all over Denver

As you watched how the bloody sheets were slowly consumed by the flames on the green grass of that lonely forest you couldn't keep it in any longer

"I can't do this"

You said with a broken voice and crystallized eyes at the same time that you looked at Vance

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair in frustration

"Fuck, and you think I want to do this? Shit! We're in this together, for fuck's sake!-"

Just as his voice began to rise he was interrupted by the sound of your crying and he let out a sigh from his lips

"Shit. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you"

He said with his calmest voice as he walked towards you with his arms open to give you a hug

You stepped back when you saw his hands full of the now dried blood and a couple of tears fell down your cheeks

"Please, please go away"

It was what came out of your lips with trembling and fear

Vance froze upon hearing you, he stopped approaching as soon as you said that and the shock was evident on his face

"Do I... scare you?"

He said with a lower and calmer voice, a tone that you would never expect to hear come out of Vance's lips

You looked at him with pursed lips which you only opened to release a sob and a choked gasp and your eyes were wet and you shook your head softly

"I'm sorry, this is too much, I need to be alone for a moment"

You said frustrated before turning around and running from that forest, you could feel your boyfriend's blue eyes watching as your figure moved away from him every time again

You wanted to escape from everything, escape from your father, from the world, from this shitty situation

But from Vance?

Whatever, you still had a lot of things to think about and surely he did too...

8:45 pm

Vance stood outside GRAB N' GO while his fingers played with slight anxiety with his car keys

His head felt saturated with so many things to process, he couldn't go back to his house nor could he go back to yours, he didn't know where the fuck you were and the only place he could think of to go was this stupid video game store

He knew that sooner or later the police would catch them, if it wasn't for the murder it would be for the disappearance of both of them since neither of them had shown up at home since 2 pm yesterday

He wondered if his mother would cry if they ended up taking him to jail

If his father would give a shit what happened to him

He thought about you

What was going to happen to you? He knew he was willing to lie to the cops so you'd be cleared of any charges

But what would you do?

He let out a sigh and looked down without knowing the answer only to bump into someone's black converse, he looked up and saw you

His eyes lit up uncontrollably and you swore you could saw the beginnings of tears in them

"Fuck you"

It was what came out of his lips, but as soon as you approached him to hug him, it was you this time who put your arm around his head

He didn't even try apart from and your body or your hug

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you there alone"

You said in a soft voice, still vulnerable, while neither of them seemed to want to break the hug

On the contrary, Vance seemed to deepen it more when he heard your words, surrounding and squeezing your body more tightly in his arms and to your surprise, in your ear you could hear coming from his lips, in a more vulnerable and affected tone that made you deduce that he was possibly crying

"Just... don't do it again, idiot"

↜❦↝

btw: to write this I was inspired by the relationship (and situation) between James and Alyssa from "The end of the fucking world" and the idea of this is that there is a second part, but depending on how well it goes I will see what I will do in the end in the future.

I really love that series and I think it was really fun to write this since I was able to have the opportunity to be inspired by them in some way!

thanks for the request, i hope you like it! (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)💕

[starchaseriseverything]

James looks at Regulus' beautiful sunlit face. The sun is rising, and birds are chirping. It's the best day ever.

James resists the urge to kiss down Regulus' body until he wakes up. Instead, he gets dressed and shuts Regulus' door behind him.

James hears a door open at the other end of the hall. He turns toward the sound slowly and sees one of his best friends. He lets out a breath. It's not Sirius. Thank god.

James thinks for a minute.

That's Sirius' room.

Remus just came out of Sirius' room.

James laughs quietly. "I knew it." He whispers. "I fucking knew it."

"Shut up, James." Remus says, stalking over to him.

James smiles. "I knew it."

"What are you doing here?"

"Everyone already knows. It's obvious."

"Sirius doesn't."

Another door opens. Alice? James smiles in victory. "Knew it."

James and Marlene talk every week and when they start to get suspicious of someone, they take guesses to who their shagging.

Apparently, so far, James has got them right. Alice and Narcissa, Remus and Sirius, Mary and Lily, and even Dorcas and Marlene. He couldn't believe he got that one.

"You knew what?" Alice asks.

"I knew that you were shagging Cissa."

Alice rolls her eyes and walks over to them. "You're both standing in front of Regulus' door. I'm assuming James is the one shagging him and Remus is shagging Sirius." James eyes go wide. "It's obvious."

"Fair enough." Another door opens, and out comes Emmeline Vance, a Ravenclaw. "Emmeline Vance. Nice to see you." Emmeline turns around so fast that James thought she had to have had whiplash. "Pandora? Really?"

Emmeline Smirks. "No, don't even start that sentence." Remus says, holding his hand up to stop her.

They hear footsteps around the corner, and before they could hide, Ted comes into view. "My god." Emmeline says. "Andromeda. Definitely."

"Yeah, definitely." James replies, agreeing with her.

"My god. I thought you were Orion and Walburga." Ted says startled.

"Good for you, we're not." Alice says. She pauses. "Good for us too."

"What are you all doing here?" A voice asks. Rita.

"No way!" Emmeline shouts.

"Shut up." James says.

"Sorry."

"Bellatrix. You're shagging Bella." James smiles. "Marls owes me so much gallons."

"Can we not?" Another voice sounds. Barty.

"I'm even more rich." James says proudly.

"How good are you at guessing?" Alice asks.

"Pretty good, actually. I even guessed Marls and Cas."

"Damn." Barty says, surprised.

Multiple doors open, and Evan, Pandora, Narcissa, Bellatrix, and Andromeda come out in the hallway. "What is going on?" Bellatrix asks.

Pandora smiles. "Panda? What are you smiling about?" Her brother, Evan, asks.

"Nothing."

James purses his lips. "Yeah, I'm gonna go before Siri comes out. Right Al?"

"Yep, coming."

Narcissa grabs Alice' arm. "Not so fast. We're going back in. Yeah?"

While Alice is debating, James hears another door open but doesn't see which one. "Mon soleil?" Regulus asks. "Holy shit."

James turns around and sees his boyfriend. "Hey, mi estrella."

"What is going on?"

Barty smiles. "Sirius is about to come out any minute."

Sure enough, Sirius comes out of his room. "Mon crossiant de lune?" Sirius looks around. "Alice!? James!?"

Alice purses her lips. "I'll take you up on that offer now." She says to her girlfriend, and they go back in Narcissa' room.

"What the fuck?"

Remus walks over to Sirius and starts pushing him slowly back in his room. "Let's go back in, fy nghariad."

Sirius grumbles, turns around to go back in, and stops. "We will talk about this later, Prongs." They go back in.

"So, that happened." Pandora says.

"I say we do the same and go back in our rooms, yeah?" Emmeline says.

They all agree and go back in. "Come on, mon soleil." Regulus says.

"I should really go."

Regulus starts kissing up James' jaw line. He stops. "Are you sure?"

James grumbles and drags his boyfriend back in the room.

[rainnmaybank]

Safe once again

vance x reader (GN)

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like most nights, this one was miserable. rain poured down drenching the aura around. y/n was wet down to the bones. small flows of lightning swam through the clouds lighting up the surrounding.

it seemed to be fight after fight, i didn’t matter if it was with their parents, friends or best friend. no matter where they went arguments sparked and burned them.

that night was worse then it ever had been, her mother spoke words she knew she didn’t truly mean. y/n never forgot words spoken out of anger.

the words rang through their head over, and over, and over again. “maybe you should leave, all you’re doing is annoying everyone”

in y/n’s mind that translated to we don’t like you, we don’t want you. like being kicked out by the only people you ever loved, heart wrenching pain snuck it’s way though their veins the farther they ran.

no particular place in mind, y/n just needed to get away from it all.

the storm rolled in quicker, wind picking up and thunder rumbling closer. the grab-n-go. of course that as the only place still open at this time of night.

y/n pushed on the door, ringing the bell over their head mixed with the howling noise of nature.

there was nothing they could do but wait for the storm to lessen. roaming around the store to seem busy, boys pushed and shoved each other around the infamous pin ball machine. she knew who was there.

y/n kept their head down, tear stained cheeks didn’t mix well with fluorescent lights.

eventually y/n had came face to face with the last aisle, the end showed the boys whom had been making all the noise.

y/n paced themselves walking down that row, not wanting to reach the end to quickly.

to say y/n was sad was an understatement. anxiety crept through their veins now, all that they had know just threw them away. deep sense of dread flooded their mind, heavy thoughts ran like a river. feeling how it felt to no longer have unconditional love, nobody ever realizing how damaging that really is.

every step brought them closer to the end, pace after pace. their mind never silenced. it spoke so loud they hadn’t noticed how close they’d gotten to the boys. stopping themselves before running into them.

y/n raised their head only to be faced with the one and only boy who’d ever broken their heart.

vance.

for a moment it was like the whole world had stopped, their mind stopped, the sounds muffled in her ears.

he was exactly what they needed, what they missed. even if both of them were chaotic, they brought unspeakable peace to mind.

like starting death in the face, beautiful calming death. their worst nightmare but only need. they didn’t dare to speak a word in fear their voice would fail them.

like stabbing in their heart, pain intensified over their body, they weighed heavy to the ground.

vance glared over feeling the presence of someone not in his little group, a smug look covered his face till he noticed it was y/n.

his hands stopped playing as his mind lost focus, friends behind him confused looked at eachother then over at y/n, reading the room they stepped away from the two.

vance stepped away from the pinball machine examining y/n’s face as he approached them.

“you’ve been crying” damn those fluorescent lights. y/n spoke lightly “no i haven’t, it was the rain” they waved their hand towards the window. “yeah right, i wasn’t born yesterday y/n, what happened?” his hand moved brushing stray hair from their face

the warmth floating off his body was enough to crack y/n, tears swelled within their eyes once again, parting their lips and taking a deep breath y/n went to speak

vance stepped closer rubbing his thumb over their cheek, his voice was gentle in a way you hadn’t heard in a some time “tell me what happened” y/n slightly leaned into his hand as they began to speak.

“my mom…” was all they got out before the water works hit, that was all vance needed to hear pulling them into a tight hug.

vance waves bye to his friends as he took y/n out helping them into the passenger seat of his truck.

knowing the last place y/n would want to go was home, he took them to his place. his parents weren’t home.

y/n glazed outside watching rain drops racing down the window, the lightning light up their small town in ways it never had before.

stormy nights are just like stormy thoughts.

vance had brought them inside, handing them clean dry clothes and starting the shower, y/n was chilled to the bone from the cold drops of the sky.

he waited for them outside the door, sat against the wall thinking to himself.

the bathroom door creaked open to reveal a much warmer looking y/n, his heart skipped beats at the sight of them in his clothes once again.

pushing himself from the floor his body moved faster then his thoughts as he embraced them.

y/n had no fight left within, falling into his arms.

a safe place that never seems to run out of safety.

that’s what he was for them.

vance took them back to his room, “get comfy i’ll be right back” y/n nodded, exhaustion filled every inch of their body, back clashing into the mattress their eyes laid heavy.

it wasn’t long before vance had returned handing them a glass of water and a plate with their favourite cookies on it.

y/n smiled sleepily accepting his offer

they spoke few words as they shared cookies, warmth finally wrapped around the pair as y/n’s eyes closed small hums coming from their lips, vance smiled to himself taking the glass from their hands placing it on the nightstand.

he turned off the lamp beside him, wrapped his arms around y/n he sighed holding their body to his own.

vance was at peace once again.

y/n was safe in her mind.

[atwoodsfemalefantasy]

hey people! just a reminder that Vance quite literally said that he would willingly lie to Americans and make up a false story to feed them!

just a reminder that Trump has been convicted of actual real like rape!

just a reminder that Trump is a convicted felon!

Just a reminder that Trump dodged the draft and called vets "losers"!

Just a reminder that most of Trumps cabinet (aka the people HE CHOSE) aren't voting for him!

Just a reminder that project 2025 involves the government tracking women's pregnancies!

Just a reminder that Harris is pro ceasefire between Israel and Gaza (she can't call it a genoxide because Israel is our ally, and she can't risk upsetting them right now, but she CAN and IS calling for peace!)

Just a reminder that Trump mocked the disabled

Just a reminder that Harris came from a working class family and worked for what she has while Trump was always rich and had it handed to him!

Just a reminder that Trump sold his own modified Bibles, which is incredibly NOT GOOD CHRISTIAN BEHAVIOR PEOPLE

Just a reminder that Walz and Harris are both gun owners, so they are pro-gun, but they also understand the danger of guns, so they are pro-gun regulation! Walz feels this way because he fears for his kids' lives!

Just a reminder that Trump is a rapist. just thought i'd say it again.

Just a reminder that Harris is young! Trump is old as balls!

Just a reminder that Trump said he'd sleep with his own daughter if she wasn't his kid!

Just a reminder that Trump/Vance want to take away no fault divorce! mo fault divorce basically just protects women from their abusers! (but also allows for couples to divorce without financially harming the other, and to even get remarried if they wanted!)

Just a reminder that Trump made up a blatant racist lie! and Vance admitted it was a lie, yet kept on saying it!

Just a reminder that Trump made his hotel unusable for disabled people on purpose!

Just a reminder that if you're a woman, you might be republican, but if you value your life, you better be voting blue! even if you vote red again next election. (come on yall, take a page out of my conservative grandmas book. she's a republican, but she has the common sense to know Trump will steal her human rights!)

Just a reminder that Trump will make the rich richer, while Harris has been middle class and wants to help the middle class!

Just a reminder that Trump staged an insurrection. that's about as anti-American as you can get!

Just a reminder that abortion bans are unconstitutional, as the constitution demands a separation of church and state!

Just a reminder to all you transphobic queer people- once they come for trans people, they're coming for you! so stick by your own community damn it! stonewall was started by a trans black woman

Just a reminder to transphobic women that once they restrict trans women's rights, they're coming for ALL women's rights. this is only the beginning

Just a reminder that "Tampon Tim" should be a compliment, not an insult! what is so bad about helping women not bleed everywhere people??

Just a reminder that project 2025 brings back the draft (and guess who racist Trump and Vance will draft first! go on, guess!)

Just a reminder that you might not like Kamala Harris, but Trump is much worse, so settle.

Just a reminder that i saw a real Trump commercial that said (and i quote) "Crazy Kamala is for THEY/THEM. Trump is for you". i just think it's funny

Just a reminder that if you're mad Trump got shot, there's a very simple solution! it's called gun control, and it makes sure only people who are mentally stable and will use guns safely get guns! except yall have been calling it "taking away the second amendment"

Just a reminder that there is a goddamn genocide happening in Gaza. one candidate is a racist motherfucker who hates Muslims. one is a woman who wants a cease fire. go on, make that choice (look, again, Harris is not perfect on the Israel/Gaza thing but TRUMP IS A RACIST MF. HE WILL BE W O R S E!)

Just a reminder to women that we are STILL being ridiculed and not taken seriously because we don't have children. FUCK THAT THANK YOU

Just a reminder that Trump is a little bitch baby (or to quote my man Jack Antonoff a little bitch baby bitch muffin) who used AI to make Taylor Swift support him, and then when she released (a very polite actually) statement supporting Harris he was a little whiny bitch baby who tweeted "I HATE TAYLOR SWIFT!". you know, the way a competent grown up man does. not a kindergartner who had his little ball taken away.

Just a reminder to fucking vote. vote vote vote vote votevotevotevotevotevotevote! especially if you live in a battleground state! if you can't vote, get an absentee ballot. this is very important, and every vote counts.

Just a reminder that one candidate is an elderly, decrepit, extremely unhealthy, rich, military-hating, racist, rapist, pedophile, pervert etc etc etc etc.... and one is a woman liberals have a few problems with.

[v1nnydinny]

hey! how are u?? sorry if i'm bothering but could u do headcanons of Vance Hopper x Male reader who is like very sweet, kind but also very insecure and sensitive? love your writing!!

have a good day/night<3

Yes sir I gotchu :3

I’m honestly sooo in love with Vance Hopper dude it’s not even funny- Also like- IM SO SORRY FOR IT TAKING SO DAMN LIKE FOR YOU TO GET THIS-😭 I’ve been struggling a lot so I haven’t had the energy to write but please request as my as you want because it will ALWAYS. Get done :3

TW kissing, fighting, cussing- I’m dumb ash so tell me if there’s more

Vance Hopper x male reader headcanons <3

⋆Vance adores how sweet you are, he loves that you’re still sweet and kind even when he’s upset about something. (When’s he not?🥰)

⋆If anyone and I mean anyone. Says anything that even the slightest bit upset you or makes you feel bad about yourself we all already know that persons gonna have a trip to the hospital.

⋆because your his boyfriend? He’s not gonna let anyone make his partner feel bad in any sense.

⋆if he’s ever done/said smth that made you get all sensitive he’d feel really bad. Tho Vance is rude and violent in the movie he still would put his whole life into making sure he never did something to get you in a state like that.

⋆he loves you a lot! You’re the best boyfriend he could ask for!

⋆you guys listen to music all the time together whether it’s blondie, the runaways, kizz, weezer, Joan Jett, The Cramps.

⋆i think his fav song is Cherry Bomb by the runaways. Because who could blame him? It’s an amazing ass song!

⋆Vance definitely likes caramel candy- just had to say that-

⋆again Vance loves how sweet you are. A lot of the time he’ll go to you when upset just to hear your soft voice tell him that everything is okay

⋆he loves seeing your sweet adorable smile.

⋆he loves seeing how sweet and kind you are to others

⋆and ya a lot of people do think your relationship is “weird” because Vance is loud, aggressive and rude and your quiet, soft and sweet

⋆opposites attract 🤷🏻 I don’t make the rules.

⋆if he ever says something that makes you feel insecure he’d feel horrible. He’d be all over you, kiss you everywhere especially where he made you feel insecure and if it’s nothing with your body then he’d kiss your head as a way to “kiss away the thought”

⋆you guys definitely go on walks in the forest.

⋆he buys those bags of gummy’s that have gummy rings in them and he’d take all the gummy rings and purpose to you with them all and put every single one on your fingers.

“My beloved Y/N..will you make me the happiest guy alive and be my husband forever?”

⋆he’d say teasingly and kiss your check/lips after

⋆Vance obviously LOVES dogs. Tiny dogs- big dogs- he loves them!

⋆I can’t really see him as a cat person but at the same time I do….maybe it’s just if the cat is resting on his lap while he does whatever.

⋆one time you and Vance went to the grab ‘n’ go and were getting slushies and someone had randomly pointed at you and laughed an oh boy. They knew what they had coming. Vance set his slushie down and kissed your nose and told you to look away or don’t get close and then went up to the boy and proceeded to beat the ever loving shit out of him and you had to drag Vance out (leaving your slushies behind😔🤙🏻) and run off to hide because the cashier called the cops.

⋆for Valentine’s Day he got you a teddy bear and took you to grab ‘n’ go to get a bunch of snacks you wanted and then you guys would go home and watch movies all night.

⋆for Valentine’s Day one of the things you got him was matching pj pants which he loved-!!

⋆I see you guys baking to together even if he smashes and egg on your head just for the fun of it🥰🤙🏻 but if that upset you in anyway and made you sad he’d apologize and help you clean it out of your hair before giving you a gentle kiss on the hand

⋆gives you lots of piggy back rides and I mean a lot- he also does the thing where he pretends drop you but doesn’t actually, but he’ll stop if you don’t like that

⋆just cuz he loves you sm :)

⋆he sneaks through your window a lot and stays that night, your caregiver wasn’t to happy at first but saw how happy you were and you guys were also so cute sleeping together. They definitely took photos and there’s some around the house in frames.

⋆whenever he doesn’t come over you guys call alllll night!

OMGG!! This was so cute to make:) lmk if I should do more because I so will 🤗

[insomniacsystem]

Because I'm in a Shadow Company brainrot mood here's all our OC's/alters bios at least with what were so far willing to share cause anxiety.

Name: Rhys 'Azrael' Grey

Callsign: Shadow 6-1 (based on his SAS callsign Bravo 6-1)

Rank: Captain (promoted)

Race: Native American(Navajo)/Irish

Height: 5'6

Age: 34

Gender: transgender male

Pronouns: He/They

Desc: Azrael is an ex SAS soldier at one point ending up a POW on a classified mission losing multiple members of the squad he was leading along with his fiance that had joined him on the team. After almost a decade of service multiple of his medical issues from childhood were finally diagnosed leaving him with a medical discharge and Azrael being the person he is definitely doesn't accept that as the end of his military career applying to Shadow Company intent on proving his abilities and keeping up his work.

Azrael is almost always found wearing as much covering clothing as possible almost never found without his neck gaiter on to cover the scars that mar the skin on his face and neck a painful reminder of captivity he's determined to keep hidden.(Though Graves and the other Shadows eventually coax him into opening up and wearing it less often)

Personality: Azrael is known for being extremely closed off keeping strong walls around himself to keep others out and away from his emotions and vulnerabilities. it's a major surprise to most to find that his old friends describe younger Azrael from before he was captured as cheery, sweet, and, extremely empathetic many don't exactly believe it considering most see him as cold and unfeeling, even if he does truly care for those around him just from behind his walls where he believes himself to be safer.

Name: Ashton 'Phoenix' Adair

Callsign: Shadow 7-5

Rank: Sergeant

Race: Scottish

Height: 6'5

Age: 33

Gender: Cis Male

Pronouns: He/They

Desc: Ashton is another ex-SAS soldier, having ended up a POW on the same mission as his ex-fiance Azrael, ending in them breaking up shortly after their release as guilt tears away at him, feeling he should have been able to protect his fiance and squad. It's not long before Ashton gets himself into trouble as he goes after the men responsible for him and Azrael's suffering leaving him on the run hiding from certain Russian extremists.

Ashton, with the help of a friend in high places, fakes his death, disappearing to work with Shadow Company on American soil where he's less likely to be discovered, and he still has opportunities to take out the men he's been searching for.

Personality: Ashton is known for being fiery, confident, and extroverted, often found chatting with the other shadows, happily helping out with what he can where he can without complaint.

Name: Vance 'V' Serra

Callsign: Shadow 0-2

Rank: Captain

Race: Mexican/Hispanic

Height: 6'7

Age: 33

Gender: Cis Male

Pronouns: He/They

Desc: Vance is and ex-Marine and has been close friends with Graves since they met encouraging the older man the entire way through starting Shadow Company despite his own contract with the Marines not exactly being up yet he waits out the time separated cheering his friend in from afar until finally he's able to resign immediately transferring himself to work with Graves once again become his right hand man.

All goes well for Vance for the most part the shadows do their jobs damn well and he's endlessly proud of his and Graves' men he's expecting things to go as usual as he's sent out in the convoy with the missiles only to find himself very wrong watching as his men are slaughtered he plays dead knowing damn well they have him outnumbered he's determined to make it back to Graves he waits out the soldiers as they collect the missiles keeping still even as the fire in the car licks at his skin immediately putting himself out and scrambling for a radio as the sounds of cars fade out he finds himself lucky as he's able to contact Graves ULF being able to send a small rescue team despite Shepards refusal to attempt proper rescue saving Vance's life leaving him in the hospital to recover during Las Almas returning to work as soon as he's cleared

Personality: Vance is known for being fiercely loyal to Shadow Company it's commander especially taking care of Graves and the shadows diligently making sure everyone is taken care of and not neglecting themselves his usual calm but happy demeanor soothing to those around him though that's definitely not saying he's not short tempered especially when it comes to defending Graves though the shadows often tease him for it prodding the man about having a crush despite Vance vehemently denying it.

Name: Emris 'Firefly' Hendricks

Callsign: Shadow 7-7

Rank: Sergeant

Race: Native American

Height: 5'7

Age: 32

Gender: Trans male

Pronouns: He/They

Desc: Emris is Shadow Company's most well-known demolitionist, always managing to find himself in trouble for some kind of energetic hijinks, often getting other shadows involved and getting slightly carried away. Emris is usually one of the many shadows messing with Graves in the most wholesome way possible, planting joke motivational posters of Graves and things, much to Graves' embarrassment, though he secretly finds it hilarious the shadows seem to love the posters and things so much.

Name: Arlo 'Icarus' Lyons

Callsign: Shadow 1-3

Rank: lieutenant

Race: American/Irish

Height: 6'5

Age: 28

Gender: Nonbinary (AFAB I swear that's important)

Pronouns: He/They/She

Desc: Arlo joined up with Shadow Company through interesting circumstances one of the few recruits trained by Shadow Company itself rather than coming from another military. Arlo is extremely dedicated to his work and loyal to Graves. the two had gotten along well since he joined Shadow company, though only a few years into his time with them through what he'd thought were harmless hookups to blow off steam, they had managed to get pregnant despite their infertility, despite the bad timing and circumstances, Arlo is understandably ecstatic having wanted kids of his own. though, due to the high-risk nature of her pregnancy, Arlo finds themselves on bed rest though Graves refuses to let him be alone considering, Arlo is single with no family, leaving him and Vance insistant on helping out and make sure he's cared for. he ends up having his daughter, Evie, with only mino8 complications, being age 8 as of the events of MW2 and 11 as of MW3.

Arlo does eventually defect from Shadow Company, joining up for 141 after the events of Las Almas. Despite the guilt he feels abandoning Graves, the young man couldn't cope with continuing to work with them, afraid of events like Las Almas repeating.

Personality: Arlo is known for being extremely sweet and charismatic keeping things running smoothly and arguments to a minimum at least to the best of his ability.

(wip)

Name: Callum Lucian

K9:Umbra (a black Belgian Malinois) (pup pic wip)

Callsign: Ace (0-13)

Rank: Sergeant

Race: American

Height: 5'8

Age:25

Gender: Trans Male

Pronouns: He\They

Desc: Callum is one of Shadow Company's resident K9 handlers. While Callum occasionally uses crutches, his cane, and braces between missions during flare-ups, and to allow his old injuries and chronic pain to settle, he is still incredibly capable in the field. having refused to let his back and knee injury stop him from serving, he joined SC once he'd healed shortly after his original discharge from the military, bringing his K9 along with him as they'd been retired together due to Umbra's strong attachment to Callum.

Personality:

Name: Warren 'Rune' Rivera

Callsign: Shadow 8-8

Rank: Lieutenant

Specialization: K9's

K9's: Nixie (Shepherd) and Nico (black Shepherd)

Race:White

Birthplace: USA/Tennessee

Height: 6'3

Age:35

Birthday: March 5th 1989

Gender:Male

Pronouns:He/they

Medical conditions: left leg amputated just below the knee hearing loss in left ear.

Desc:

Personality:

Name: Maeve 'Artemis' Grey

Callsign: Shadow 0-7

Rank: Lieutenant

Gender: Female

Pronouns:She/They

Age:29

Height: 6'1

Birthplace: Ireland

Race: Irish & (unknown)

Sexuality: Panromantic Greyromantic Asexual

Specialty:

Medical conditions: POTS ADHD Autism

Desc: backstory is still in the works but for now she's a new transfer from the SAS and Azrael's adoptive sister.

Mae is the result of a still secret affair her mother had, which has led to much resentment on her father's part. She, by now, is very aware she's not his biological daughter, but her mother still refuses to give her any information on her real dad, insisting on keeping their family's reputation spotless as usual.

Maeve, the youngest of all her siblings, grew up being taught to resent Azrael, being taught various horrible mindsets by her extremely religious family. For most of that time, she believed them, though as time went on, watching her older adoptive brother be abused so horribly chipped away at her. Her guilt only grew when Azrael ran away at 17 after being outed as trans, leaving her to reevaluate her parent's teachings. One could imagine the feeling of fear she felt when she found she'd started to crush on another girl at 16.

Maeve quickly realized she didn't want to live at home anymore and managed to forge he parents' signature, signing up for the British armed forces at 16, unknowingly following in Azrael's footsteps.

Personality:

Name: Adian 'Apollo' Grey

Callsign: 7-0

Rank: Lieutenant

Gender: Transmale

Pronouns:He/They

Age:29

Birthday: April 8th

Height: 5'10

Blood type: O+

Birthplace: Ireland

Race: Irish & (unknown)

Sexuality: Pansexual Aromatic

Religion: Pagan

Specialty: espionage

Medical conditions: POTS ADHD PTSD(childhood trauma) Autism Asthma Chronic pain from repeated injuries to his spine and ribs in his childhood.

Desc: backstory is still in the works

Aidan and Maeve are the result of a still "secret" affair their mother had, which has led to much resentment on their father's part. They, by now, are very aware they're not his biological children, but their mother still refuses to give them any information on their real dad, insisting on keeping their family's reputation spotless as she usually always has.

Aidan, the youngest of all their siblings aside from his twin sister. Maeve, grew up being taught to resent Azrael, being taught various horrible mindsets by his extremely religious family. For most of that time, he believed them, though as time went on, watching his older adoptive brother be abused so horribly chipped away at him. His guilt only grew when Azrael ran away at 17 after being outed as trans, leaving the twins to reevaluate their parent's teachings. One could imagine the feeling of fear Aidan must have felt already knowing he was trans like his older brother since he was young ~~hence Azrael's nickname for him Apollo~~.

The twins quickly realized they didn't want to live at home anymore and managed to forge their parents' signature, signing up for the British armed forces at 16, both unknowingly following in Azrael's footsteps.

Personality:

~~ok last one fr this time I swear dbdb~~

[crazycurly-77]

Bob (1/24)

This is written in the style of the series 24. Events occur in real time.

Hour 1 of 24:  10:00 pm - 11:00 pm

10:05 p.m.

On the outskirts of Washington D.C.:

The day was extremely annoying. Lots of paperwork had to be done, then Director Vance tried to push an intern on him and DiNozzo bragged all day about his party weekend in Miami.

Tony did a good job, but in addition to his constant affairs with women and party excesses, he was sometimes absolutely childish.

That day was particularly bad, which made Gibbs feel like he was in kindergarten again.

And since he didn't get anything done during the day, he didn't leave the office until quite late, drove to the Chinese restaurant, ate something and then headed home.

To relax, he took a beer from the fridge, sat on the couch and turned on an old western that was on TV.

He had seen the film a few times, but maybe it helped him sleep better.

But he wasn't so lucky that day. "This is pointless," he muttered to himself and turned off the device with a sigh. Then he put on an old T-shirt with the word "USMC" printed on it and some old shorts and went into the basement.

There he put on his tool belt and started working on his boat. This was going to be another long night with little sleep.

10:19:05 p.m.

Quantico base (on the edge of the base):

"Just a little work out," you thought when you came home after an hour-long meeting about the new weapon system.

The constant back and forth really wasn't your thing. You preferred to sit in your work machine and have fun.

You stomped into your bedroom, changed and went to your small gym to work off your frustration. You wouldn't be able to sleep before then anyway.

Although sleeping had been difficult for you lately anyway, because the first test was coming up soon and your excitement and tension grew with every hour that passed.

10:27:59 p.m.

At the other end of the base:

A remote, dark corner that hardly anyone passed by and in the middle of it stood a large black object. You could only see it if you looked closely enough.

But it had to be something very important or secret, because it was guarded.

10:41:39 p.m.

Somewhere outside D.C.:

"This is going to be damn difficult. The base is heavily guarded," the leader stated.

Four men stood around a table on which a map was spread out. It showed the buildings of the base and the access gates.

Each of the four men had important knowledge for carrying out the operation. James, the leader, was good at planning, Giuseppe was good at organizing, Don had access to the base and Chris was the pilot needed.

“This is our entry point,” said Don, pointing to the spot on the map.

“The cameras can't get there and the guards don't walk past here either,” he continued.

“Hm, that sounds like a suitable spot,” James thought.

“How far is that from the object?” he asked.

“About 250 m. The fence has a hole there through which Chris and Giuseppe could slip. But…”

“But what?” Giuseppe asked him in a cutting tone.

Don just looked at him coldly: “The object is guarded by two Marines. They are armed with MPs and are standing here and here.” Again he pointed to the two spots on the plan.

“From there they can see the whole area. That makes our plan even more difficult,” he pointed out.

“Is there another way to get close to the object?” Chris wanted to know.

Don shook his head: “No, there isn’t.”

“Maybe from another direction?” he asked.

Again the answer was: “No. Not if you don’t want to run into the guards.”

“But there has to be a way!” cried Chris, who was becoming more and more impatient. All this planning wasn’t his thing. He wasn’t a man of theory, he was a man of action.

James looked up. He knew that Chris would get impatient, but it wouldn’t help anyone if he started an argument about it.

Giuseppe grinned slyly at Chris and suggested: “You could dress up as a woman and flirt with the guards. You would definitely be a pretty girl.”

That was too much. Chris shouted: “I’ll show you who looks like a girl!”, rushed at Giuseppe and swung his arm to give him a powerful swing.

But the attacked man ducked away and James yelled: “Stop!”

The fighting men froze.

“This isn’t kindergarten. If you can’t behave, you’re OUT!!!” James continued to tear them apart.

Sullen and warning each other with looks, Giuseppe and Chris let go of each other and went back to the planning table to complete their diabolical plan.

The clock was ticking….

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[blueheronpronouns]

I started making a post with my thoughts about the debate last night, and I'm back to finish it this morning. Here's what I wrote last night:

This really really REALLY showed off the differences between the two of them in so many ways,,,, Harris went for the handshake, he tried to ignore her. Harris looked at him, and he never looked at her or said her name. Harris was mostly clear and concise and rarely interrupted, and he wouldn't SHUT THE FUCK UP. Overall she comes across as much more put together, sane, and articulate than him (mostly because. she is.)

All of the memes that are coming out of it are insane (eating dogs, killing babies, transgender operations on illegal aliens in prison, Trump lusting over Putin/Kim Jong-un, etc.) and I honestly think we need to not ever shut up about them!!! Keep bringing it up!! Keep making fun of all the stupid shit he says!!! Keep highlighting how genuinely crazy he is!! He doesn't get called out on his bullshit enough so we need to!!

I genuinely think he thinks he's still running against Biden,,, yet another thing to add to the "reasons why he's crazy" list.

I strongly disagree with Harris on some points. There were things she said that made me full-body cringe. However, at the end of the day, I'm still voting for her - I'm too scared of what could happen in another Trump term. I think we still need to pressure her on some of her policies, and that we need to break the two party system (but we need to start small with that one; win local elections first!) but I'll still vote for her come November.

Thoughts this morning:

Taylor Swift supporting Harris is actually really huge. I bet voter registration numbers are going to really go up in the next few days.

Can we PLEASE call Harris by her last name or her full name? We refer to every male presidential candidate by their last names, so why do a lot of people still just call her "Kamala"? (it was brought to my attention that this is a branding decision, which honestly makes a lot of sense! Still leaving this point up though as it feels disingenuous to remove it. I'll also continue to call her Harris, but I feel a lot better about people calling her Kamala now)

Damn that debate was insane. Gotta laugh about how insane our politics are or else I'll cry I guess-

it's so funny that he doesn't even want to be associated with vance,,,

Anyways, that's all I wanted to say- shoutout Tumblr for having the funniest memes about that hellscape of a debate!!!

[punkrockisafulltimejob]

Honestly I'm getting sick of all the posts focusing on the "immediate" consequences of elections. It boils down to this: who, in an office of political power, is actually going to listen to the citizens?

Is Trump, the de-facto dictator with Project 2025 on his radar and Vance in his back pocket going to listen to us? Or is Kamala, who has already demonstrated that she's willing to hear us out? Who can we sway to be on our side?

Politics is more than elections. It's about voicing our opinions, wants, and needs to the people in charge who have the power to make the changes we are asking for. Government works for the society, not the other way around.

Enough of the bullshit about how "a vote for Kamala is a vote for genocide" or "I'm not going to vote over this singular issue." If you're really willing to throw your vote away over a single issue that she is willing to change her mind about, I don't want you on my blog. The point of voting is to get a representative in a seat of power who can make changes based on what we want. And if enough people actually vocalize that these are key issues affecting our willingness to back her, she is going to listen. We are damn fucking lucky to have Kamala running, because now we actually have a competent, experienced younger woman in a position to change the country. We can have confidence that she will last an entire term, unlike Biden or Trump. And if trump dies in office, god forget all the drama from his cult and remember his VP is Vance. If Trump dies, Vance becomes president, no wait, dictator.

So ask yourself these questions:

Who can we convince to stop arms to Israel?

Who can we convince to give us ranked choice voting and eliminate the electoral college?

Who can we convince to expand disability benefits?

Who can we convince to start legislation to prevent monopolies from controlling our nation?

Who can we convince to implement a UBI?

Who can we convince to turn the seats in SCOTUS?

Who can we convince to expand the infrastructure bills that Biden had already put in place to remove lead pipes from all over the nation?

Who can we convince to back the indigenous land back movement?

Who can we convince to actually listen to the American people?

Vote accordingly.