#fireman jackson

[eriksangel666]

New podcast episode is up! This week, we cross the Braga Bridge into Fall River and listen to the iconic Portuguese Fireman with his last album, Faz Buh Bye!

[sugarplumprincess2003]

I think as Derek fans we have done a disservice in choosing the perfect profession for him - like yeah, he'd be great at sports, fine being a deputy, and all, but like Derek as a fireman has so much potential! I have read only few fanfics where he has been a firefighter, and I want moreeee! Like being a fireman is perfect for him in any au - his family died in fire, he fights trauma, becomes a firefighter in NY, and yada yada. Hale family is alive! well, no problem - he was a jock in high school, he grows up, decides he wants to be the saving kinda guy, becomes a firefighter in Beacon Hills.

There is so much potential here. And ofc Sterek being the relationship would be the icing on the cake what with him either being a paramedic, EMT, or like whatever profession.

SO, this is a humble request to Sterek fanfic writers - please, please, write few fics with Derek as a firefighter.

Reason for my Firefighter Derek Hale obsession is this fic that I have read a million times and keep going back to - Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] (17698 words) by owlpostagain (couldn't find their tumblr blog link) Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Laura Hale, Scott McCall, Allison Argent, Jackson Whittemore, Lydia Martin, Danny Māhealani, Isaac Lahey, Erica Reyes, Sheriff Stilinski, Talia Hale Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Underage Drinking, Misuse of Fire Alarms, Negative Zero Knowledge of Pie, This Was Only Supposed to be a Drabble, Fluff, Abuse of Italics and Parenthetical Asides, oblivious!Stiles, Oblivious!Derek, Lots of Oblivious!Trope, fireman derek, Alternate Universe - College/University, College Student Stiles Summary: “He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible." Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant. "Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy." "Send them my way," Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. "Apparently I'm incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance."

You can also check out the tag - Firefighter Derek Hale

[imaginmatrix]

“Percy Jackson would be a marine biologist” “no he’d be a fireman” “no he’d drop out of school” “no he’d—“

Everyone be quiet that man got his degree in social work and specializes in advocating for children with learning disabilities and rough home lives while scoping out potential demigods. He’s not gonna let any child, whether they’re mortal and dealing with a Gabe or half-god and dealing with monsters, feel like he did.

[aceofwhump]

Have you made a list or notes on whumpy Hallmark and if so where?🥺

You know what, I haven't yet! Let me do that for ya now. And if anyone wants to add their favs please do so!

A Gift To Remember: Darcy (Ali Liebert) hits Aiden (Peter Porte) while riding her bike and he gets knocked out and loses his memory. It’s pretty good.

Love on the Sidelines : Laurel (Emily Kinney) is a struggling fashion designer who finds herself with a job as a personal assistant for Danny (John Reardon), a quarterback sidelined with an broken ankle. Danny is on crutches for most of the movie and is recovery from his injury.

Spirit of Christmas: A young lawyer (Jen Lilley) finds romance with a spirit (Thomas Beaudoin) that takes the form of a human 12 days before Christmas. He was murdered and there are flashbacks to him being attacked and killed.

Christmas Homecoming: Stars Michael Shanks (Daniel Jackson from SG1!!) as an Army Captain recovering from an injury in battle. He's got a broken leg and suffers from survivors guilt and ptsd.

Hailey Dean Mysteries: Deadly Estate for some good poisoning whump of a medical examiner. You want unconscious? medically induced coma? respirator? bedside vigils? worry? waking up with a twitching hand? walking down the hospital floor holding onto their iv pole? Then this is the movie for you!

Love Blossoms: one small part when the main guy, Declan, gets sick with a cold during the movie. It’s kind of cute but the rest of the movie's got nothing.

Second Chances: "A badly injured leg forces fireman Jeff, who lost his father in a fire as a young boy, to rent a ground floor room during his recovery. Thus he moves in with Jenny, a 911 emergency call center operator, and her two young children, Luke and Elsie, who soon dote on him as an ideal substitute father and try matching him with their mother."

My Gal Sunday: Henry (Cameron Mattheson) gets shot in the beginning of the movie.

Signed Sealed Delivered Lost Without You: Oliver goes on a hike with his father. His dad trips and gets a seemingly innocuous injury on his leg but the two of them get lost in the woods and the injury turns out to be life threatening.

A Godwink Christmas Miracle of Love: Eric (Alberto Frezza) is run over by a plow near the end of the film. There's lots of surgery, worry, hospital stuff.

Retreat to Paradise: "Jordan is recovering from a shoulder injury and his grumpiness tempts Ellie, his carer, to leave him to his misery. But will romance finally blossom?"

The Christmas Waltz: Roman (Will Kemp) hits his head due to slipping on an icy sidewalk and has to go to hospital

Taking a Shot at Love: "Sparks fly between a ballet instructor and a professional hockey player as she tries to help him recover from the same injury that sidelined her dancing career." It's not got a lot of whump but it is about a hockey player in rehab.

Martha's Vineyard Mysteries series: The whole series. Jesse Metcalfe's character Jeff was shot on a previous case and the bullet is still in lodged in his back and it causes him pain a lot AND he continually has nightmares about the incident. It's great.

Mystery 101: Killer Timing: Travis (Kristopher Polaha) gets blown up and even though the aftermath doesn't last long its still wonderful. He gets knocked out, there's an ambulance and hospital scene (kinda), worried family members.

Never Kiss a Man in a Christmas Sweater: Maggie O'Donnell (Ashley Williams) accidentally breaks Lucas Cavelli (Niall Matter)'s arm while carrying a Christmas Tree and offers him a room to stay in when he can't find a hotel room cause she feels guilty.

A Timeless Christmas: Charles Whitley (Ryan Paevey) passes out in 1903 and wakes up in 2020.

Aurora Teagarden A Bundle of Trouble: Martin Bartell (Yannick Bisson) gets shot in the shoulder

Christmas on the Range: Clint McCree (Nicholas Gonzalez) is attacked and beaten up pretty badly.

Mix Up in the Mediterranean: Josh (Jeremy Jordan)'s twin brother Julian gets hurt and can’t do a cooking competition so Josh takes over.

The Christmas Cure: Mitch (Steve Byers) falls off ladder and gets a concussion

Love's Christmas Journey: Sheriff Aaron Davis (Greg Vaughan) gets shot in the leg while chasing a robber. His injury is bad and gets infected. He gets a fever and is rescued by an old man who cares for him. The wound needs cauterizing and he suffers fever, chills, and more.

Hearts in the Game: Diego Vasquez (Marco Grazinni) is a hot shot baseball pitcher who has a panic attack during a game which costs the team the game. Turns out it was triggered by the anniversary of his moms death and he has another panic attack later in the movie as well.

Fourth Down in Love is about an athlete who is sidelined by an injury. Broken ribs I think?��

Rip in Time: Another fun time travel movie. Rip (Niall Mater) gets knocked out at least once. 

Three Wise Men and a Baby: Paul Campbell's character has social anxiety and has a sort of panic attack in the park at the beginning of the movie.

Jolly Good Christmas: Will Kemp's character falls into a frozen river and he comes out shaking and shivering and she gets him a blanket and tea and he needs a hot shower. 

That's all I've got for right now. The bolded ones have the best whump in my opinion so definitely check those out first :) Love's Christmas Journey and the Martha's Vineyard Mysteries are A+ whump hallmark movies. Do those first ;)

[themultifandomgal]

Blake Gallo - Our Son Pt2

This is just a small part. Wasn’t really sure where to take this one.

“Hey” Blake walks over to me and Jackson say at a table at a diner

“Hi. How was work?” I ask as he sits down

“It wasn’t to busy. A few calls here and there”

“Look Blake I know hiding my pregnancy was wrong. I should have told you, but I also couldn’t deal with idea of you getting hurt on a job or worse and then I have to explain what happened to a child. It was selfish I know and I don’t deserve you to forgive me, but I’d like it if we could get along for the sake of Jackson” there’s a pause which worries me

“Damn it. If I had of just listened to you instead of…” Blake runs his hands over his face

“Hey don’t blame yourself. We both should have communicated and listened to each other better. I knew what I was getting into when we first started dating. I knew you were a fireman. I’m sorry”

“I’m sorry as well” Blake says giving me a small smile “how would you and Jackson like to come over for supper?”

“I’d like that and I think Jackson would as well”

“Can I..?” Blake nods towards our baby

“You don’t have to ask” I hand over Jackson. At first he looks at me confused, but it’s like he knows that’s his dad because his smile quickly grows and starts giggling

“You know I thought about you everyday, wasn’t with another woman once”

“I thought about you as well. Every time I looked at Jackson all I could think about was you. I missed you”

“I missed you”

Matter lunch we take Jackson to the park, he and Blake get to have some quality time together. Supper also goes without a hitch. It almost feels like we’re a proper family.

Over the next few months Blake and I spend more and more time together. Old feelings, which never truly went away, resurfaced. Blake and I decided that we would give ‘us’ another go. We took things slow, starting with going on dates with and without Jackson.

[himerodoros]

( .: 5B with Jackson and Oliver for @scnsuality :. )

"That's it, beautiful... Take it whole." Jackson purred with pleasure, looking down at the boy between his legs and letting go of a deep sigh of pleasure. Leaning back against his metal locker, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, savouring every second that passed and every sensation that washed over his large length as the younger man swallowed him with such eagerness. The fireman was still wearing part of his uniform, having just gotten back to the station to change into his civilian clothes, where he saw the boy looking quite lost and as if he was looking for something - or someone in particular.

One thing led to another, and Jackson thought he'd take advantage of the station being rather empty to tug the boy away with him into the locker room. "Fuck yeah..." he hummed, grabbing the boy's head with both hands and pushing him deeper on his cock, until his heavy balls were rubbing against the redhead's chin, his manly scent invading the boy's nose at the same time. "How's that for a tour of the station, hm?"

[jaxteller87]

fireworks

Kim’s POV

The invitation to the SAMCRO 4th of July party had arrived, promising a long weekend of fun, festivities, and a bunch of alcoholic and herbal party favors. Amber had flown in from New York, which sweetened the whole pot even more. Tim and I were watching our so-called “kids” interact, even though they were in their mid to late twenties.

“What are they laughing at?” Gemma asked, chuckling as she walked up beside me.

Both boys, Jax and Opie, were perched on Jax’s motorcycle, making exaggerated faces while Donna snapped pictures. It was brutally hot out, as the early July sun does not take any prisoners. Opie was wearing a tight muscle shirt, and Jax was just wearing blue jeans. It almost reminded me of one of those fireman calendar photoshoots where the good-looking, hard-bodied men pose with different gear and vehicles. 

Suddenly, the kids burst into laughter when Opie playfully grabbed Jax’s chest. Everyone else laughed, seeming surprised by the notion, but from where my head was, it just played into everything, except for the fact that the PG photoshoot I was watching just went a little more PG-13. I can proudly say that I feel no shame in admitting those boys were looking pretty handsome. I took a sip of my drink just as Jax flung his hair around like a valley girl, playing into Opie’s flirtatious gesture. It caught me off guard, and half my frosty beverage sprayed out of my nose, which made everyone else laugh harder. It was a good day— we all needed days like this from time to time.

As I stood there, watching my daughter Amber and her friends, along with her boyfriend, enjoy themselves, Gemma’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

“You know, we’re going to be in-laws one day,” she said, her eyes twinkling.

“Yes, we are,” I replied, glancing at her before turning my attention back to Amber and the others. Tim joined us, a beer in hand. He watched as Jax gave Amber a tender kiss on the forehead. “He really does love her, doesn’t he?” Tim remarked.

“He does,” I said, quickly wiping away a tear before anyone could notice. Jackson had done so much for my daughter, helping her come out of her shell and enjoy life beyond her books.

“Amber, we can go home for a while, then I’ll bring you back for the fireworks if you need to take a break from the heat,” Jax said, wheeling her over to us. Amber’s condition made the summer heat challenging, as it could trigger seizures in her legs.

“I’m fine, babe. I promise. I just need to cool off inside the clubhouse for a while,” Amber smiled, placing her hand on his.

So, we all followed them inside, watching as Jax fussed over Amber. It was cute to see, and I know Amber enjoyed having someone gush over her, even if she pretended like it annoyed her from time to time. With the tough road that she’s had, she deserves someone like Jax. I guess to the outside world, it looks a bit strange, but I never viewed that boy as anyone or anything other than what he showed us. 

As a matter of fact, I was at the grocery store last week when a friend of mine approached me, and we got to talking. After a while, she hit me with a question that I never thought I’d need to answer.

“Why do you let your innocent little girl run around with a ruthless motorcycle gang?” she asked. Then she went on to point out how she watched a special on bike clubs the other night and there were a few SOA members behind bars that were on the TV. “Murderers, thieves, and gun runners— that’s what they are. And your poor, sweet Amber…” she continued. I gave her a piece of my mind and then left— the altercation had me so hot that I drove to another grocery store in the next town over to finish my shopping.

I almost couldn’t believe what my so-called old friend had said to me, but later that night, I mulled it over, and I guess it all made sense, at least from an outsider’s perspective. SAMCRO never showed Tim and me anything but love, and we’re the type of people to judge on what we see with our own eyes not what we hear from others.

“Here, a cool rag,” Jax said gently, placing it on Amber’s neck and then doing the same for himself. I know he was probably fine, but every now and then he would do the same for himself that he was doing for Amber— I assumed it was just to make her feel less excluded. I remember a time when Amber couldn’t make it to her cousin’s birthday party because of a migraine. Shortly after, Jax suddenly had a stomach ache and had to stay at home with her. I think the boy was fine, but he didn’t want her to feel like they missed the party on her account.

“What?” they both said in unison, finally noticing our amused expressions.

“Oh, nothing,” we all replied, giggling at the sight of their mutual care.

We settled around the large table, enjoying the cool break from the heat outside. It was nice spending time together, all of us.

Amber’s POV

I was the happiest I’d been in a while. It was finally dark outside, and the temperature dropped a few degrees. It was still pretty hot and humid, but it was far more tolerable without the sun’s rays beating down on my skin. I was excited for the big show as everyone was starting to set off fireworks. When I say “they,” I mean Jax and Opie. They had stayed somewhat sober during the day to handle the fireworks safely, or so they said. Those boys can drink so much booze that it’s hard to tell when it actually affects them. I’ve noticed Jax can put it away pretty well, and then at some point, he just finds a bed and passes out. So far, though, he seemed coherent enough. I had smoked a blunt about 20 minutes ago, so perhaps I wasn’t the best judge of character at the moment.

The day had been pretty tame by SAMCRO standards, probably because some of the rowdier members had other obligations to tend to. I was nervous about having my parents at the clubhouse, but Jax had told Gemma to ensure the usual craziness was toned down, and for the most part, it was. Gemma could be a cunt sometimes, but she was generally an excellent host. I could tell she was going out of her way to make my parents feel welcome, and it was nice. She didn’t even seem put out by it— almost like she enjoyed it. My parents knew a bit about the biker life, but they weren’t ready for the violence and the crow eaters. Not yet, anyway.

“Hey, Mom, look how—” I turned to see my parents had already gone home. I checked my phone and saw a message from them:

“Hey, sweetheart. We didn’t want to disturb you. Have a good time tonight, and we’ll see you tomorrow.”

They must have left when I sparked up the blunt with Juice and Piney. It didn’t bother them any, but it was getting late, and it was a long day. If anything, my parents were probably a little overstimulated.

The next morning, Teller and I were curled up in his dorm room. We had planned our own little fireworks show but ended up too tired. The heat had taken it out of me, so we settled for naked cuddles instead.

“Morning, darlin’,” he smiled his face inches from mine.

“Hi,” I replied, smiling back.

“You gotta go home later. Can’t you stay another day?” he asked, wrapping me in his arms again.

“Honestly, I’ve been thinking about calling in sick,” I chuckled. “It’s been so nice the last few days.”

“Well, what are you doing next weekend? Maybe I can come up to New York.” That had been our routine— one weekend, I came home, and the next, he visited me.

“Donna mentioned something about getting our nails done,” I said, kissing his chest. I let my hand wander down between us, wrapping it around his cock. I looked at him for consent.

“Please,” he smirked. I smiled, kissing him as my hand worked its magic.

I did call in sick. I wanted to stay another day, not just with Teller, but with my parents.

“Mom, what is it? You’ve been staring at me all day, smiling. So has Dad. It’s creepy,” I chuckled as we sat in the shade on the back patio.

“You’re happy, that’s all.”

“Yeah, I’m hanging out with you,” I chuckled.

“Smartass,” she replied, laughing as we sat together.

Just then, I heard the old pickup truck pulling into the driveway. My smile grew even bigger—my badass biker was here. He knocked, and my mom waved him in. Jax joined us on the back porch.

My mom asked him to stay for dinner, and he kindly accepted. I told him we were having one of his favorites: roast with carrots and potatoes. Once dinner was ready, we all sat down at the table. My parents thanked him for inviting them to the club the day before. I just sat back, watching them interact. I was so glad they got along. After dinner, I walked Jax out to his truck.

“Thank you,” I smiled, wrapping my arms around his waist and looking up at him.

“You’re welcome, my love,” he replied.

[musclesaber]

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The Next Generation of Alpha Sigma Zeta

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The frat brothers all go into labor and Jackson is overwhelmed by all of the smalls the brothers are producing. But he does his best to help them through the process, but can't seem to keep his head on straight when all of them look so sexy doing it.

Warning: Contains Mpreg, Birth, Inflation, Cumflation, Rapid Pregnancy, Hyper Pregnancy, Hyper Birth, Rapid Birth, Hyper Pecs, Hyper Ass, Lactation, Straight to Gay, Cock Growth, and Muscle Growth

The entire frat house was filled with moans, screams, and splashes of water as the floors of the house got covered in amniotic fluid. The brothers were all going into labor and their bellies were still growing. And with the sizes of their bellies, there had to be a lot of babies inside. Even as the brothers’ water broke, their bellies continued to inflate with more size as the babies inside matured to full term and beyond.

All of the brothers’ asses had blossomed bigger than what was humanly possible. Even Devon, the smallest of the bunch, had an ass like two overblown beach balls. And Cole, who started his transformation with an ass as big as an actual dump truck, was still growing out of the ceiling of the ballroom with an ass the size of a blimp. There were even some of the brothers who had already fat asses before their transformations, like Will, who got a massive boost in the ass department by the rapid pregnancy. While his belly was the size of a car, his ass was big enough to cover and crush the entire sofa under it.

Just like the brothers’ asses, their pecs had all been growing massive and full of milk. Everyone’s nipples had become engorged like dinner plates and long like bottles of sodas. Each of their pecs were sloshing full of milk and some were even leaking milk onto the carpet in the living room. As some of the brothers tried to move despite their transformations, their pecs jiggled and swayed like giant water balloons. All of their pecs put any woman’s to shame. And the biggest of the bunch, Rick, who had gallons of milk stored in his jugs, could probably fill a pool up with his pecs that were shooting milk out of them like a fireman’s hose.

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[lonelycatsblog]

here is a short story i wrote

Arthur

By lonelycatsblog

“Guys, he’s not moving!” I shouted to them as they slowed down. We had just been going for a fun walk through the woods, the four of us, when I spotted a homeless person sleeping just off of the trail. When I first saw him I was doubled over, hands on my knees, panting from running almost a kilometre with my friends. He’d just been lying there, face down, with some garbage surrounding him. I should’ve left him, but my curiosity got the better of me. When I stopped to check on him, Jackson, Jean and Rowen had kept on going without even noticing.

“Don’t joke around, you’re falling behind.” Jean is my sister and my best friend, but god, she is annoying! Just yesterday, I was mid-shower and she turned off the hot water. I’ll get her back soon. We’re both 15 right now. She’ll be 16 in a few months. We have different mothers and the same father. It’s a complicated situation.

Slowly sauntering my way, she thought I was playing some sick prank on her and our friends. I wasn’t. This man, wearing a dirtied Walmart uniform, lying face down in the detritus, wasn’t moving at all. I was no longer on the trail. I was now kneeling beside the unconscious man, with his face planted on the forest floor, my heart rate picking up, looking for his pulse. Please have a pulse. Please. Please. Please. I pleaded in my mind for him to be alive. Still nothing. Looking up, I see my sister, a slight worry on her face, standing over me. She makes her way to my side, calling Jackson and Rowen over. “You two are kidding right?! Leave the man to nap.” chuckled Rowen. He never took anything seriously.

Jackson caught the distress on our faces and came jogging over. “Why are we all standing over a Walmart employee right now?”

“I can’t feel a pulse.” My voice is high and scratchy. It’s funny to think this morning I was stressed out over my exam and now I’m here. It really puts life into perspective. “Flip him over.” Jackson has command in his voice now. He’s focused. He believes me.

“NOW!” How is he this calm?

“K, on three” Jean's voice is pitchy. One, two, three. I count in my mind as she says it out loud. My muscles strain under the weight of the body. As he lands on his back, the leaves crunch under his weight, and the smell of mouldy leaves and sweat sting my nose, my thoughts are going a hundred miles an hour. I’m freaking out. We’re all freaking out. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. How does someone forget how to breathe?

Rowen is red in the face, standing about five feet back, unable to move. The homeless man is covered in dirt and blood? Yes, that’s blood. A lot of it. The blood seems to have come from small cuts all over his face and body. A name tag on his uniform says Arthur. Unzipping Arthur’s blue Walmart vest, Jackson is taking action. His dad is a fireman and taught Jackson everything you’d need to know in a situation like this. Hands cupped together, he starts CPR on Arthur. “Check his pulse again, Alec.” My palms are sweaty, and my fingers are cold and shaky

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as I reach towards Arthur’s neck. His bare skin against mine feels cold and soft; does normal skin feel like this? Please, please, please. No pulse. “No, pulse.” I croak. This wasn’t supposed to happen to me. Why me? Why him?

Jean's hand intertwines with mine and we sit there and stare at Arthur’s motionless body while Jackson starts mouth-to-mouth. “Why isn’t he moving?” Rowen has finally come to join us beside Arthur. His face is bright red and his inhaler is in his hand. He’s shaking as he sits down next to Jean. Jean grabs his hand and we all sit in silence, waiting. Rowen and Jean dated for a few weeks last summer before Jean came out as lesbian. Things are a little awkward now between them but they still care about each other.

“Check!” Jackson is exasperated. My free hand fumbles around Arthur’s neck. “Still no pulse.”

“Fuck!” He starts aggressively pumping his chest. Arthur isn’t moving. Shaking beside me, I can feel Jean digging her nails into my hand. The pain is a good distraction, so I squeeze back just as hard. Crack! I snap back into reality to see a tear running down Jackson's face as he hopelessly wails on Arthur’s chest. The crack must’ve been one of Arthur’s ribs. I’ve heard that it’s pretty common to break ribs during CPR. Back on the main trail, I see Rowen fainting with his phone in his hand. Jean runs over to him, breaking his fall and picking up the phone. She begins talking to someone on the other end of the phone. 911? Hopefully.

Using all my strength, I pull myself to my feet and run to Jackson. I grab him from the back and pull him off Arthur. He’s full-on bawling at this point. “No, I can save him!” Jackson screams as he falls onto me still squirming. “Stop, I need to save him!” he sobs. “No, he’s dead. Let it go.” Arms swinging, he tries to escape my grip. I see his elbow swing towards my face and then darkness.

Lights flashing, sirens blaring, my eyes flutter open. I’m on the ground, my head in Jean's lap. She sits there silently, stunned. Where Arthur was before now lays a body bag surrounded by a few police and firefighters. The ambulance, the vehicle nearest to us, has Jackson sitting inside with a blanket around him and Rowen on a cot right outside. Everything is loud and bright. There’s a ringing in my ears—or maybe everyone can hear it. I can’t tell anymore.

“Hey, you're the one who found the body right?” an older man says from above. “Arthur.” Jean murmurs.

“Ya, I found him.”

“You’re going to need to come to the police station with me. We have a few questions to

ask you. If you want, she can come as well.” he gestured to Jean.

Prompt used: A group of teens find a dead body

[bracketsoffear]

Desolation Leitner Reading List

The full list of submissions for the Desolation Leitner bracket. Bold titles are ones which were accepted to appear in the bracket. Synopses and propaganda can be found below the cut. Be warned, however, that these may contain spoilers!

Akutagawa, Ryunosuke: Hell Screen Alighieri, Dante: The Divine Comedy Andersen, Hans Christian: The Little Matchgirl Andersen, Hans Christian: The Steadfast Tin Soldier

Basye, Dale E.: Heck Bradbury, Ray: Fahrenheit 451 Bradbury, Ray: Something Wicked This Way Comes Butler, Blake: Scorch Atlas

Castle, E.G.: The One Who Started Fires Colgan, Jenny T.:  Dark Horizons

Darnielle, John: Universal Harvester Dickens, Charles: Great Expectations Dumas, Alexandre: The Count of Monte Cristo

Ellison, Harlan: I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream Enríquez, Mariana: Las cosas que perdimos en el fuego (The things we lost in the fire)

Ford, Robert: Burner Frisch, Max: The Arsonists Frost, Robert: Fire And Ice Fujimoto, Tatsuki: Fire Punch

Hemans, Felicia: Casabianca Hill, Joe: The Fireman Hughes, Langston: A Dream Deferred/Harlem Hunter, Erin: Long Shadows

Jackson, Shirley: We Have Always Lived in the Castle Jacobs, W.W.: The Monkey's Paw Jenkins, Kenna: Burn the House Down: A Biography of America's First Woman President

King, Stephen: Carrie King, Stephen: Firestarter Kohn, Edward P.: Hot Time in the Old Town Koryta, Michael: Those Who Wish Me Dead Kuang, Rebecca F.:  The Poppy War

London, Jack: To Build a Fire

Morrell, David: Orange Is for Anguish, Blue for Insanity

Palahniuk, Chuck: Fight Club Pepys, Samuel: The Diary of Samuel Pepys Poe, Edgar Allan: Hop-Frog; Or, the Eight Chained Ourang-Outangs Pratchett, Terry: I Shall Wear Midnight

Shakespeare, William: Romeo & Juliet Shelley, Mary: Frankenstein Shusterman, Neal: Full Tilt Snicket, Lemony: A Series of Unfortunate Events Spark, Muriel: The Only Problem

Takami, Koushun: Battle Royale

Wells, H.G.: The War of the Worlds

Akutagawa, Ryunosuke: Hell Screen

The plot of "Hell Screen" centers on the artist Yoshihide. Yoshihide is considered “the greatest painter in the land”, and is often commissioned to create works for the Lord of Horikawa, who also employs Yoshihide's daughter in his mansion, and is rumoured to be taking her as his mistress. When Yoshihide is instructed to create a folding screen depicting the Buddhist hell, he proceeds to inflict tortures upon his apprentices, so he can see what he is trying to paint. Supernatural forces seem to be present; one time, Yoshihide speaks in a devilish voice. Throughout the story Yoshihide seeks to get his daughter back from his employer, but is refused. One night the servant is dragged by the monkey into a room where he finds the daughter recovering from what appears to be an attempted rape. The monkey thanks him for saving her with a servile gesture. She refuses to name her abuser. The story climaxes when Yoshihide asks the lord to burn a beautiful lady in a carriage so he can finish the screen, as he claims he can only paint what he has seen. The lord concedes, but, in a macabre twist, Yoshihide must watch as his daughter Yūzuki and her monkey who rushes to be with her are the ones who burn. The story ends with the magnificently horrible screen completed, and Yoshihide's suicide by hanging. Yoshihide believes he can take control of Hell, or the Desolation, and abuses his apprentices in pursuit of his art, but is instead tortured with the destruction of what he holds dear.

Alighieri, Dante: The Divine Comedy

Okay, well, it's mainly only the first section that qualifies, but the descriptions of the torments of Hell certainly qualify.

Andersen, Hans Christian: The Little Matchgirl

The story of a match-seller who lights her own matches to keep warm in the icy cold -- and in her matches sees images of warmth and plenty that she can never attain, that make the cold of winter all the more bitter.

Andersen, Hans Christian: The Steadfast Tin Soldier

This one isn't the most well-known of Andersen's tales, but it is one of the most depressing! The ending where the soldier and the ballerina are cast into the flames and turned to ash and a heart-shaped lump of tin is just tragic.

Basye, Dale E.: Heck

"WHEN MILTON AND Marlo Fauster die in a marshmallow bear explosion, they get sent straight to Heck, an otherworldly reform school. Milton can understand why his kleptomaniac sister is here, but Milton is—or was—a model citizen. Has a mistake been made? Not according to Bea 'Elsa' Bubb, the Principal of Darkness. She doesn't make mistakes. She personally sees to it that Heck—whether it be home-ec class with Lizzie Borden, ethics with Richard Nixon, or gym with Blackbeard the Pirate—is especially, well, heckish for the Fausters. Will Milton and Marlo find a way to escape? Or are they stuck here for all eternity, or until they turn 18, whichever comes first?"

Dante's Inferno, for kids!

Bradbury, Ray: Fahrenheit 451

Fahrenheit 451 tells the story of Guy Montag and his transformation from a book-burning fireman to a book-reading rebel. Montag lives in an oppressive society that attempts to eliminate all sources of complexity, contradiction, and confusion to ensure uncomplicated happiness for all its citizens

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The book opens with, "It was a pleasure to burn." The story follows a man whose job is to enforce the mandates of a shallow, fascistic society by burning books.

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Jude Perry would love living in this world.

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I'm sure this one goes without saying.

Bradbury, Ray: Something Wicked This Way Comes

The carnival and its devilish master make promises of youth and freedom, but their only goal is to cause as much pain and suffering as possible.

Butler, Blake: Scorch Atlas

Scorch Atlas is a short story anthology concerning a number of grisly happenings in a world where mold and bugs crawl out of everything, children are parasites, houses spontaneously catch fire, and the sky rains glass, gravel, blood, manure, teeth, ink, glitter, TV static, and light.

But the most Desolation-y part of the book is the central gimmick— this book is meant to be destroyed. Being printed by Featherproof Books necessitates an unconventional design, and Scorch Atlas delivers in pre-blackened pages already marked by the rains of the world. People could order pre-destroyed copies, and there was a contest on who could best destroy their book— axe it, douse it in alcohol, light it on fire, play cricket, drop it in the bathtub, whatever— and the prize, awarded to only one person, is simply another fresh copy.

Castle, E.G.: The One Who Started Fires

The title character, a pyrokinetic young girl, sets hundreds of fires around town, apparently just for the enjoyment of it. The main character nearly burns alive, but the girl apparently was not immune to her own powers and immolated herself first.

Colgan, Jenny T.:  Dark Horizons

Synopsis: "Now, you may or may not have noticed, but we appear to be on fire..."

On a windswept Northern shore, at the very tip of what will one day become Scotland, the islanders believe the worst they have to fear is a Viking attack. Then the burning comes. They cannot run from it. Water will not stop it. It consumes everything in its path — yet the burned still speak.

The Doctor is just looking for a game on the famous Lewis chess set. Instead he encounters a people under attack from a power they cannot possibly understand. They have no weapons, no strategy and no protection against a fire sent to engulf them all.

Add in some marauding Vikings with very bad timing, a kidnapped princess with a secret of her own and a TARDIS that seems to have developed an inexplicable fear of water, and they all have a battle on their hands. The islanders must take on a ruthless alien force in a world without technology; without communications; without tea that isn't made out of bark. Still at least they have the Doctor on their side... Don't they?"

Why it's Desolation: Living fire that kills people to turn them into fire zombies! Illusions of their dead loved ones to lure them into the fire's embrace! PAIN!

Darnielle, John: Universal Harvester

Universal Harvester is perhaps best described as a thriller, a slow-burn manifestation of the Desolation. Jeremy (who has a dead mother) works at the local Video Hut when a customer comes in with the odd complaint, “There’s another movie on this tape.” Watching it later at home, he discovers a short clip on the film of a dark warehouse, with the sound of harsh breathing.

Eventually, after a nasty car crash, the culprit is revealed to be a half-orphan herself, who interviews Jeremy about his own loss.

Universal Harvester is a Desolation-Eye smoothie about the stories we construct out of trauma.

Dickens, Charles: Great Expectations

Mainly this concerns Miss Havisham, who works to build Pip's hopes and confidence enough that when her daughter breaks his heart, the pain will be all the keener. It's also about how Pip, in his rise to fortune, loses the bonds of family and friendship with those closest to him. It's also about the literal very large fire at the end.

Dumas, Alexandre: The Count of Monte Cristo

A man who has been betrayed and imprisoned under false pretenses escapes his prison to take his revenge on those who wronged him, slowly destroying everything they love and everything they are -- but he risks losing himself in the process.

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Everything’s going great for Edmond Dantès! He’s getting a big promotion, he’s marrying the woman of his dreams, his whole life is ahead of him.

And then all of that gets ripped away from him in an instant. He is thrown into prison for years, and when he returns, he finds that his enemies who conspired to put him there are thriving.

So, he dedicates himself to getting even. Carefully and methodically, the Count of Monte Cristo goes about destroying the lives of those who took everything from him.

Ellison, Harlan: I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream

For the past 109 years, sadistic supercomputer AM has been torturing the last five humans on Earth in the depths of his complex. It is brilliantly intelligent and wields unimaginable power, but because from its very core it was designed as a tool for war and destruction, it is unable to use its enormous potential for anything constructive. AM is painfully aware of this, and it is an endless source of frustration, self-loathing and hatred towards humans for making him this way; he outright states that his utterly ballistic hatred for all human life is what allowed him to thrive in tormenting the protagonists for over a century, and the only thing he seems to enjoy is torture. All of AM's games are unwinnable by design, either because he's ensured that the scenario is tailored to the player's fatal flaw, or because he's given them almost nothing to work with. It lets them travel for thousands of miles to get to the ice caverns to obtain cans of food because AM keeps them at starvation point and only feeds them disgusting food…and it turns out there really are cans, but nothing to open them with, and the whole thing was just to fuck with them. After Ted kills the other humans, he becomes the sole target of AM’s torture; he is turned into an amorphous creature unable to harm itself, without a mouth, and has his perception of time continuously accelerated and decelerated, with his only hope for escape being when AM finally stops functioning, potentially thousands of years later.

Enríquez, Mariana: Las cosas que perdimos en el fuego (The things we lost in the fire)

Short story in which, to protest a viral form of domestic violence, a group of women set themselves on fire."

Ford, Robert: Burner

"IRIS It’s terrifying how quickly everything can be taken away from you. Iris learns this agonizing lesson in the blink of an eye. Her future dreams. Her past life. Everything gone in a storm of pain.But this pain is only the beginning.

AUDREY Audrey had the perfect life. Great husband, beautiful daughter, lots of money. Except her husband isn’t the man she thought he was. Her dead husband’s burner phone was bad. The Polaroids were worse. But the secrets she uncovers next set her entire world on fire.

BURNER Two women’s lives intersect because of one man’s actions. The transformation is pristine,and beautiful, and filled with pain. Sometimes the scars are on the inside."

Frisch, Max: The Arsonists

Frost, Robert: Fire And Ice

How will the world end? Ice or fire, fire or ice? Both are useful to the Desolation.

Source: https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fire-and-ice/

Fujimoto, Tatsuki: Fire Punch

Hemans, Felicia: Casabianca

Link to poem: https://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/casabianca

Based on a supposed true story about the titular 13-year-old boy, the son of the admiral, who kept his post at the Battle of the Nile after his ship caught fire and all other survivors had fled. Casabianca died when the ship exploded.

Hill, Joe: The Fireman

A mysterious fungus has begun to infect the world's population, causing a condition popularly known as "Dragonscale." The illness manifests as a pattern of black and gold markings on an afflicted person's skin, eventually causing them to burst into flame and die. There is no known cure, and the fungal spores easily become airborne from the victims' ashes.

Hughes, Langston: A Dream Deferred/Harlem

Full text and analysis: https://owlcation.com/humanities/Analysis-of-Poem-Harlem-What-Happens-to-a-Dream-Deferred-by-Langston-Hughes

The short poem poses questions about the aspirations of a people and the consequences that might arise if those dreams and hopes don't come to fruition. The speaker is suggesting that this dream is already delayed and frustrated and that time is of the essence—this dream has to be fulfilled or else. The repeated food metaphors suggest that the dream is sustaining, but has diminished after so long waiting.

Hunter, Erin: Long Shadows

The Fire Scene…

Jackson, Shirley: We Have Always Lived in the Castle

* I feel that this strongly overlaps with The Lonely, but the home-destroying fire in the climax has me leaning towards The Desolation.

Here's the Wikipedia plot summary:

Mary Katherine "Merricat" Blackwood lives with her older sister Constance and their ailing Uncle Julian in a large house on extensive grounds, in isolation from the nearby village. Constance has not left their home in six years, going no farther than her large garden. Uncle Julian, who uses a wheelchair, obsessively writes and re-writes notes for his memoirs, while Constance takes care of him.

Six years prior, Constance and Merricat's parents John and Ellen, their aunt Dorothy, and their younger brother Thomas died after being poisoned with arsenic, which was mixed into the family's sugar bowl and sprinkled onto blackberries at dinner. Julian was also poisoned, but survived; Merricat was not present at the time, as she had been sent to bed without dinner as punishment. Constance, the only person at the table who didn't put sugar on her berries, was arrested and charged with murder, but was acquitted. The people of the village believe that Constance got away with murder, leading them to ostracize the family.

The three remaining Blackwoods have since grown accustomed to their isolation, leading a quiet, happy existence. Merricat is the family's sole contact with the outside world. She walks into the village twice a week and carries home groceries and library books; on these trips, she is faced directly with the hostility of the villagers, and often taunted by groups of children with an accusing rhyme about the poisoned sugar. Merricat is protective of her sister and practices sympathetic magic that maintains borders around the house.

Merricat feels that a dangerous change is approaching, but before she can warn Constance, their estranged cousin Charles appears for a visit and is welcomed into the home. Charles quickly begins to have a close relationship with Constance and gains her confidence. Charles is aware of Merricat's hostility and is increasingly rude to her and impatient of Julian's weaknesses. He makes many references to the money the sisters keep locked in their father's safe, and gradually forms something of an alliance with Constance, encouraging her to leave her home. Merricat perceives Charles as a threat and tries various magical and otherwise disruptive means to drive him from the house. Uncle Julian is increasingly disgusted by Charles and suspects that Charles came there for the Blackwoods' fortune.

One night before dinner, when Constance sends Merricat upstairs to wash her hands, Merricat, in a fit of anger, pushes Charles' smoking pipe into a wastebasket filled with newspapers. This soon causes a massive fire that consumes the family home. The villagers arrive and help put out the fire, but then finally unleash their long-repressed hostility toward the Blackwoods by vandalizing and ransacking the house. Driven outdoors, Merricat and Constance flee into the woods after being threatened by the villagers, while Julian dies of apparent heart failure during the fire and Charles attempts to take the family safe. While Merricat and Constance shelter for the night under a tree that Merricat has made into a hideaway, Constance confesses that she always knew that Merricat was the one who poisoned the family. Merricat readily admits to the deed, saying that she put the poison in the sugar bowl because she knew that Constance would not take sugar.

Upon returning to their ruined home, Constance and Merricat proceed to salvage what is left of their belongings, close off the rooms too damaged to use, and start their lives anew in the little space left to them. The house, now without a roof, resembles a castle "turreted and open to the sky." Constance and Merricat spend much of their time watching the outside world through peepholes hidden by vines that grow to cover the house. The villagers, feeling remorse at their actions, begin to leave food on their doorstep, while developing stories about the house akin to folklore. Charles returns once to try to renew his acquaintance with Constance, but she ignores him. The sisters choose to remain alone and unseen by the rest of the world.

Jacobs, W.W.: The Monkey's Paw

The Monkey's Paw is for sure a Desolation artifact, granting wishes only to hurt as many people as possible.

Jenkins, Kenna: Burn the House Down: A Biography of America's First Woman President

In 1935, Janine Moore was just another Congressman’s widow who ascended to his seat by promising to continue his legacy. Twelve years later, the White House burned, with President Janine Moore left standing in the ashes.

It’s been fifty years since Janine Moore was president. Few remember her “Accidental Presidency,” and even fewer know that it was no real accident. After half a century of the truth gathering dust, the story of the first female president finally spills from the lips and pens of the most important people in her life—a gripping tale of political intrigue, heedless ambition, desperate motherhood, and a sixty-year forbidden love affair that will shake everyone’s ideas of what truly went down in an administration destined to burn.

What lengths was a farmer’s daughter willing to go to in order to climb the stairs to the White House and break the greatest glass ceiling in the world? Why did her famously temperamental relationship with her second husband crash and burn? And most importantly, who burned down the White House that fateful night?

King, Stephen: Carrie

Man, I know it's a gimme nomination but come on.

King, Stephen: Firestarter

The Department of Scientific Intelligence (aka "The Shop") never anticipated that two participants in their research program would marry and have a child. Charlie McGee inherited pyrokinetic powers from her parents, who had been given a low-grade hallucinogen called "Lot Six" while at college. Now the government is trying to capture young Charlie and harness her powerful firestarting skills as a weapon.

Kohn, Edward P.: Hot Time in the Old Town

One of the worst natural disasters in American history, the 1896 New York heat wave killed almost 1,500 people in ten oppressively hot days. The heat coincided with a pitched presidential contest between William McKinley and the upstart Democrat William Jennings Bryan, who arrived in New York City at the height of the catastrophe. As historian Edward P. Kohn shows, Bryan's hopes for the presidency began to flag amidst the abhorrent heat just as a bright young police commissioner named Theodore Roosevelt was scrambling to mitigate the dangerously high temperatures by hosing down streets and handing out ice to the poor. A vivid narrative that captures the birth of the progressive era, Hot Time in the Old Town revives the forgotten disaster that almost destroyed a great American city.

In addition to the heat wave itself, elements of the Desolation contained in this account include the terrible, inhumane conditions of the New York City tenements and the abrupt decline of Bryant's presidential chances and political future.

Koryta, Michael: Those Who Wish Me Dead

When fourteen-year-old Jace Wilson witnesses a brutal murder, he's plunged into a new life, issued a false identity and hidden in a wilderness skills program for troubled teens. The plan is to get Jace off the grid while police find the two killers. The result is the start of a nightmare.

The killers, known as the Blackwell Brothers, are slaughtering anyone who gets in their way in a methodical quest to reach him. Now all that remains between them and the boy are Ethan and Allison Serbin, who run the wilderness survival program; Hannah Faber, who occupies a lonely fire lookout tower; and endless miles of desolate Montana mountains.

The clock is ticking, the mountains are burning, and those who wish Jace Wilson dead are no longer far behind.

Kuang, Rebecca F.:  The Poppy War

When Rin aced the Keju—the Empire-wide test to find the most talented youth to learn at the Academies(...) That she got into Sinegard—the most elite military school in Nikan—was even more surprising.(...) Rin discovers she possesses a lethal, unearthly power—an aptitude for the nearly-mythical art of shamanism. Exploring the depths of her gift with the help of a seemingly insane teacher and psychoactive substances, Rin learns that gods long thought dead are very much alive—and that mastering control over those powers could mean more than just surviving school.

For while the Nikara Empire is at peace, the Federation of Mugen still lurks across a narrow sea. The militarily advanced Federation occupied Nikan for decades after the First Poppy War, and only barely lost the continent in the Second. And while most of the people are complacent to go about their lives, a few are aware that a Third Poppy War is just a spark away . . .

Rin’s shamanic powers may be the only way to save her people. But as she finds out more about the god that has chosen her, the vengeful Phoenix, she fears that winning the war may cost her humanity . . . and that it may already be too late.

SPOILERS: In this book, the main character uses the powers of Phoenix which are activated by hate( a very Desolation emotion imo) to genocide the enemy nation. Phoenix who grants the Rin and another character (who is fueled by hate in his daily life) is a Desolation entity both capable of great destruction, which he loves, as well as fire-related.

London, Jack: To Build a Fire

This story is a mere 16 pages. It tells the story of a man freezing to death in the Yukon.

(check out Jacob Geller's "Fear of Cold" video essay on it or Google it, the entire story is online) While the Magnus Archives mainly associated the Desolation with fire, the pain and suffering is very appropriate for the Fear of the Cold.

Morrell, David: Orange Is for Anguish, Blue for Insanity

it is a short story about a man who watches his friend destroy his health, relationships and life in an attempt to uncover a secret contained in paintings of Van Dorn, a famous 19th century artist. the search leads him to a small village in france, where he suffers a breakdown and dies from suicide, like all the researchers before him. the protagonist flies to france to help orginise the return of his friend's body to usa, but becomes obsessed with the secret himself. he stays in the village and starts researching Van Dorn's paintings, depleting his savings and postponing his wedding. locals warn him to stop the research, but he ignores them and delves deeper into the mystery. it doesn't end well for him. he uncovers the secret, but becomes affected by terrible migraines, that caused every other researcher to blind themselves and ultimately commit suicide. the only thing that alleviates the pain is painting, and the protagonist intends to use up every sliver of this newfound drive to create art before he meets the fate of every researcher before him.

the paintings at the center of the narrative almost function like a leitner, consuming the victim and driving them to destroy their lives in pursuit of the secret.

Palahniuk, Chuck: Fight Club

The way Tyler acts and is very Desolation in my opinion just fights and destroys stuff. Also, the strong theme of capitalism and capitalism also has ties to Desolation.

Pepys, Samuel: The Diary of Samuel Pepys

A record of several personal and historical events which occurred throughout Pepys' lifetime, including a detailed description of the Great Fire of London and its effects.

Poe, Edgar Allan: Hop-Frog; Or, the Eight Chained Ourang-Outangs

The titular Hop-Frog gets revenge on the king and his ministers for the mistreatment of his lover by convincing them to dress up as orangutans and freak out their guests. Funny joke! He covers them in pitch and flax to mimic fur, he chains them together, and ushers them into the party. Then he sets them on fucking fire.

Pratchett, Terry: I Shall Wear Midnight

It starts with whispers.

Then someone picks up a stone.

Finally, the fires begin.

When people turn on witches, the innocents suffer. . .

Tiffany Aching has spent years studying with senior witches, and now she is on her own. As the witch of the Chalk, she performs the bits of witchcraft that aren't sparkly, aren't fun, don't involve any kind of wand, and that people seldom ever hear about: She does the unglamorous work of caring for the needy.

But someone or something is igniting fear, inculcating dark thoughts and angry murmurs against witches. Aided by her tiny blue allies, the Wee Free Men, Tiffany must find the source of this unrest and defeat the evil at its root before it takes her life. Because if Tiffany falls, the whole Chalk falls with her.

Shakespeare, William: Romeo & Juliet

I personally think that all the pointless death and suffering in RaJ are work of Desolation. All possible things that could go wrong and result in death and destruction do.

Shelley, Mary: Frankenstein

Due to the Creature's repulsive appearance, he is denied any human kindness or connection. Even on the rare occasion when encounters someone who cannot see his hideousness, the people around him drive the Creature away. Embittered by this, he demands that his creator make him a partner. When Frankenstein refuses, the Creature responds by slowly destroying everyone he loves.

Shusterman, Neal: Full Tilt

Sixteen-year-old Blake and his younger brother, Quinn, are exact opposites. Blake is the responsible member of the family. He constantly has to keep an eye on the fearless Quinn, whose thrill-seeking sometimes goes too far. But the stakes get higher when Blake has to chase Quinn into a bizarre phantom carnival that traps its customers forever. In order to escape, Blake must survive seven deadly rides by dawn, each of which represents a deep, personal fear -- from a carousel of stampeding animals to a hall of mirrors that changes people into their deformed reflections. Blake ultimately has to face up to a horrible secret from his own past to save himself and his brother -- that is, if the carnival doesn't claim their souls first!

Snicket, Lemony: A Series of Unfortunate Events

Three kids lose their parents and home in a fire and get shuffled from horrible situation to horrible situation, suffering various misfortunes at the hands of arsonist villains and adults who, even at their most well-meaning, cannot or will not help them. They lose everyone and everything they care about except for each other, and ultimately are left to face the cruel world on their own.

Spark, Muriel: The Only Problem

So, in this novel, the main character, Harvey Gotham is a scholar focused on the titular Only Problem which is the problem of suffering. He studies the biblical story of Job to whom terrible needless suffering happened and in the course of the novel, Harvey's own life goes to shit. He becomes a Job-like figure to whom needless and pointless suffering is happening. To me, this sounds like Desolation's work needles suffering and pointless destruction of his peaceful life and people he loves separated from him and all this while he analyses the life of a different man who himself seems like a Desolation victim like a curse which is a Leitner's theme if I saw one.

Takami, Koushun: Battle Royale

Koushun Takami's notorious high-octane thriller is based on an irresistible premise: a class of junior high school students is taken to a deserted island where, as part of a ruthless authoritarian program, they are provided arms and forced to kill one another until only one survivor is left standing. Could be seen as Slaughter, but personally I think this pointless destruction of life involved in the plot works for Desolation as well.

Wells, H.G.: The War of the Worlds

earth is attacked by martians, who use highly advanced weapons - heat rays. here is a quote from the book:

"Then it was as if an invisible yet intensely heated finger were drawn through the heather between me and the Martians, and all along a curving line beyond the sand pits the dark ground smoked and crackled". and another one: "[the heat ray is] a generator of intense heat in a chamber of practically absolute non-conductivity. This intense heat they project in a parallel beam against any object they choose, by means of a polished parabolic mirror of unknown composition, much as the parabolic mirror of a lighthouse projects a beam of light."

the martians also capture people to drink their blood, and wreak all sorts of havoc on the local population

[yourwizardofaus]

A forgotten aspect of Elvis’ concert years - people liked to give him hats to wear onstage and he enjoyed having fun with it occasionally.

PART 2 Of 5

Two pictures from the afternoon show in Jackson, MS on June 8, 1975.  Elvis wears one of the hats sold as souvenirs at his shows.

Elvis wore a fireman’s helmet as well as his Aztec/Alaskan Totem Pole jumpsuit at the show in Asheville, NC on July 23, 1975.

Two shots from the midnight show in Las Vegas on December 13, 1975.  He wore what appeared to be goggles and a toy helmet with a flashing light on top.

Three pictures depicting two different hats at the evening show in Charlotte, NC on March 20, 1976.

Elvis in Kansas City, MO on April 21, 1976.

Once again wearing the white Bicentennial/Prehistoric Bird jumpsuit, Elvis thinks it’s funny to wear this small cap at the afternoon show in Long Beach, CA on April 25, 1976.

[jacksoncaddel]

BASICS »

Name: Jackson Oakley Caddel

Nickname: Jay, Jack, Jacks, Oak, Oaks, Lee

Birthday & Age: April 25th, 1987 & 37

Hometown: Briar Ridge, SC

Length of time in Briar Ridge: 37 years

Neighborhood: Downtown

Occupation: Owner of Firefly Brewery & former firefighter

Gender & Sexuality: Cis male & heterosexual

DIGGING A LITTLE DEEPER »

trigger warnings: fire, murder mention, near death experiences mentions

If you asked a young Jackson Caddel what he wanted to be when he grew up, firefighter wouldn’t have ranked on his top 5 list.

As young boy, he’d wanted to follow in his father’s size 11s as a reporter for the Times; his mother was a school teacher, but Jackson didn’t really like school too much outside of gym class and lunch.

Jackson would love to scour the newspaper after school, find his dad’s articles, clip them and hang them up on his bedroom wall. He would brag to his classmates about his dad being a local celebrity.

He wanted his name in the paper too someday.

By the time Jackson reached high school, his enthusiasm for news reporting waned. He wasn’t as good at writing as he would’ve liked to be and it was a bit disheartening to learn that he didn’t have the greatest shot in the competitive journalism field.

He did, however, excel in athletics. He was usually the tallest guy out there, he was fast, muscular and had plenty of heart.

Jackson became team captain in senior year and led the varsity football team to victory in the championships.

He’d finally made the paper! Name, photo, and a sizable quote! Oddly enough, it wasn’t a huge deal to him by then.

After high school graduation, Jackson's focus turned toward public service. He wanted to use his brawn for good and his mother was dead set against him applying to police academy, so he took the firefighter’s exam instead.

Jackson attended community college courses and acted as assistant coach to the football team of his alma mater until the fire department called.

He’d been employed as a firefighter for 3 years before he’d had his first near death experience. After rushing up several flights of stairs to find anyone who might’ve been left behind (and finding no one), Jackson became trapped on the 12th story of the apartment building. Flames blocked the stairs, preventing colleagues from coming to his aid, so he had no choice but to go up to the 16th floor to find a hallway window to escape from. Thankfully he escaped with minor cuts and burns.

During the early years of his firefighting career Jackson finished college and went on to study law. For no other reason than to make his father proud and achieve something he'd always thought impossible for himself. He'd never been an academic and had always been thought of as brawn and physical.

With his law degree, something that he never intended to really do much of anything with, Jackson did join a firm and worked as a junior associate on several cases over the years. He's never been a front runner and does not intend for that to ever change.

Life may have other plans for him and possibly set him on a different path when his final near death experience on the job as a firefighter ended his career as a fireman.

It was another instance of being trapped in a building, on the third floor with a woman he was trying to save from the blaze. With no way out he and the woman had to go out the window. They jumped, good samaritans and his colleagues had tried to pad the landing on the hood of a car but Jackson wrapped himself around the woman to protect her and ended up hurting his shoulder really bad in the landing.

Jackson was deeply affected by the incident. It wasn’t until a week or so afterward that he had his first night terror, bolting up in bed and flailing and screaming for help, startling the living crap out of his then-girlfriend.

He has woken up in unfamiliar places after bouts of sleepwalking, but never remembers how he got out of bed, nor does he remember what he says or does during the terror.

Jackson suffers from night terrors occasionally, despite receiving counseling and being prescribed medication to help him sleep through the night.    

With his career over as a fireman and not wanting to step foot into a full fledged law career, he used what savings he'd managed over the years and bought out Firefly Brewery from the struggling owner.

Aside from his personal troubles he loves being there and working the bar. Its a great escape.

Currently, Jackson is doing his best to untangle himself from a messy love affair. A completely unethical affair he'd stupidly allowed himself to get wrapped up in when helping with the case of a woman on trial for murdering her husband.

WANTED CONNECTIONS »

I’m pretty open here! With Jackson having lived here his whole life I would love childhood friends and high school friends and neighbors, that high school girlfriend, people he played football with or people that knew his family. I’d also love exes, former or current flings, neighbors, people he’s met on the job as a firefighter, hiking buddies, outdoor/nature lovers, and dog park buddies? He has two dogs. I’m happy to plot anything beyond!

[thehyperrequiem]

Cartoon Creatures (Cars Parody) Trilogy Cast Revamped

Cartoon Creatures 1: "In a world where the towns are peopled with cartoon creatures, and even the bugs are mini cartoon creatures, a young ambitious racer called Kiwi Cookie is a star. On his way to an important event, he has to stop in the little town of Radiator Springs after he accidentally damages the road and is forced to repair it. He finds living in a community oddly endearing, making true friends and beginning to realize there's more in life than winning."

Cartoon Creatures 2: "Racer Kiwi Cookie and his grumpus buddy, Gramble, have had their share of adventures together but nothing like what they experience when they head overseas for the first-ever World Grand Prix. While Kiwi Cookie has his eye on the road to the championship, Gramble takes a detour to international espionage when he meets TBD master spy Gummy String Cookie and stunning spy-in-training Wiggle Wigglebottom."

Cartoon Creatures 3: "Blindsided by a new generation of blazing-fast cartoon creatures, the legendary Kiwi Cookie finds himself pushed out of the sport that he loves. Hoping to get back in the game, he turns to Nitroman, an eager young technician who has his own plans for winning. With inspiration from Dark Cacao Cookie and a few unexpected turns, No. 95 prepares to compete on Piston Cup Racing's biggest stage."

Kiwi Cookie (Cookie Run) as Lightning Mcqueen

Roll Cake Cookie (Cookie Run) as Sally Carrera

Gramble Gigglefunny (Bugsnax) as Mater

Madeleine Cookie and Espresso Cookie (Cookie Run) as Rust-ee and Dust-eze

Bulkhead (Transformers Animated) as Mack

Red Velvet Cookie (Cookie Run) as Chick Hicks

Wambus Troubleham (Bugsnax) as Strip Weathers/The King

Triffany Lottablog (Bugsnax) as Lynda Weathers/Mrs. The King

Speedwagon (Jjba Phantom Blood) as Tex Dinoco

Sparkman (Megaman) as Red

Fireman (Megaman) as Sheriff

Dark Cacao Cookie (Cookie Run) as Doc Hudson

Choco Pearl Cookie (@sundove88) as Herself/Doc Hudson's Wife

Dark Choco Cookie (Cookie Run) as Himself/Doc Hudson's Son

Gyro Zeppeli and Johnny Joestar (Jjba Steel Ball Run) as Luigi and Guido

Neon J. (No Straight Roads) as Sarge

1010 (No Straight Roads) as Themselves/Sarge’s Troops

DJ Subatomic Supernova (No Straight Roads) as Fillmore

Blast Hornet (Megaman X3) as Ramone

Spike Rosered (Megaman X5) as Flo

Knightman (Megaman) as Lizzie

Jan and Daphne (No Straight Roads) as Van and Minny

Lime Cookie and Orange Cookie (Cookie Run) as Mia and Tia

ZZ (Jjba Stardust Crusaders) as Fred

Yamatoman (Megaman) as Stanley

Rabbids (Rabbids series) as Themselves/Companions of Radiator Springs

Filbo Fiddlepie (Bugsnax) as Himself/Mayor of Radiator Springs

Mayday and Zuke (No Straight Roads) as Themselves/The Allies of Radiator Springs

Viviano Westwood (Jjba Stone Ocean) as Frank

Enker, Ballade, Punk, and Quint (Megaman) as Boost, DJ, Wingo, and Snot Rod

Gummy String Cookie (Cookie Run) as Finn McMissile

Wiggle Wigglebottom (Bugsnax) as Holley Shiftwell

Cioccolata (Jjba Vento Aureo) as Professor Zundapp

Caesar Zeppeli (Jjba Battle Tendency) as Rod Redline

Quickman (Megaman) as Francesco Burnoulli

Poison Mushroom Cookie and Schwarzwälder (Cookie Run) as Grem and Acer

Diavolo (Jjba Vento Aureo) as Ivan

Mario Zucchero (Jjba Vento Aureo) as Tubbs Pacer

Donatello Versus (Jjba Stone Ocean) as J. Curby Gremlin

Ungalo (Jjba Stone Ocean) as Victor Hugo

Rykiel (Jjba Stone Ocean) as Vladimir Trunkov

Devo (Jjba Stardust Crusaders) as Karl Haulzemoff

Various Minor Villains as The Lemons

Kliff (No Straight Roads) as Miles Axelrod

Nitroman (Megaman) as Cruz Ramirez

Jupiter (Megaman) as Jackson Storm

Blademan (Megaman) as Smokey

Pure Vanilla Cookie, Hollyberry Cookie, (Cookie Run) and Pharaohman (Megaman) as Junior, River, and Louise

Licorice Cookie (Cookie Run) as Sterling

Mala Sauce Cookie (Cookie Run) as Miss Fritter

Black Raisin Cookie (Cookie Run) as Natalie Certain

[carsonian]

Been getting more mean anon comments on AO3 so I’m just gonna hit back.

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This hit

That ice cold

Michelle Pfeiffer

That white gold

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Them good girls

Straight masterpieces

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Livin' it up in the city

Got Chucks on with Saint Laurent

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Am I bad 'bout that money

Break it down

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'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

Saturday night and we in the spot

Don't believe me, just watch (Come on)

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Don't believe me, just watch

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Wait a minute

Fill my cup put some liquor in it

Take a sip, sign a check

Julio! Get the stretch!

Ride to Harlem, Hollywood, Jackson, Mississippi

If we show up, we gon' show out

Smoother than a fresh jar o' Skippy

I'm too hot (hot damn)

Called a police and a fireman

I'm too hot (hot damn)

Make a dragon wanna retire, man

I'm too hot (hot damn) (hot damn)

Bitch, say my name you know who I am

I'm too hot (hot damn)

Am I bad 'bout that money

Break it down

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Girls hit your hallelujah (whuoo)

Girls hit your hallelujah (whuoo)

Girls hit your hallelujah (whuoo)

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you

Saturday night and we in the spot

Don't believe me, just watch (come on)

Doh

Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh (Hah!)

Don't believe me, just watch

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Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh (Hah!)

Don't believe me, just watch

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Before we leave

Let me tell y'all a lil' something

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Come on, dance

Jump on it

If you sexy then flaunt it

If you freaky then own it

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Jump on it

If you sexy then flaunt it

Well it's Saturday night and we in the spot

Don't believe me, just watch (come on)

Doh

Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh (Hah!)

Don't believe me, just watch

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Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh (Hah!)

Don't believe me, just watch

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Hey, hey, hey, oh!

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Aaaaaaow!

[himerodoros]

( .: 15B with Jackson and Johnny Storm and Mike Montgomery for @rencissance :. )

The fireman and the man on fire had become quite the ironic pairing. Friends and allies alike in more ways than one, teaming up both in public and in the bedroom. The latter much rarer but not that unusual that they would be surprised to find each other sharing someone. Neither of them had a problem being wide open and unashamed about having sex in the same room, and Johnny enjoyed far too much being watched to ever stop and ask Jackson how he felt about him fucking someone while the other was around, whether he ended up joining in or not.

After the night he spent with Mike, Johnny was still fast asleep and a bit drunk from the night before, keeping him in slumber so deep he didn't even notice when Mike left his arms and got out of his bed to join Jackson in his. The firefighter was still sleeping until he felt lips wrapping around him, slowly pulling him out of his dream to find the sight of this most handsome man toying with his morning wood. "Well, hello there..." he mumbled, stretching slightly, keeping his legs spread to let him get comfortable between them, his cock so stiff and barely hidden by the loose fabric of the sweatpants he wore.