#goes along on a mission with Michael

[ratboyvince]

Sly needs more credit for how completely and immediately down bad he was for Michael.

I don’t believe in love at first sight but Sly was by all means enjoying some mysterious cowboy eye-candy in episode 73.

[luxu1230]

Top Gun Maverick AU in which Jake knows sign language and Ice miraculous lives (let's say his wife dies instead)

Jake "Hangman" Seresin doesn't make it known to others he knows sign language and why should he? It doesn't impact his job as an aviator and it's not like he's around people who need it.

Well that was before he met thee Tom "Iceman" Kazansky.

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Jake knew how to sign before he was even able to walk. Having a parent and siblings who are deaf will do that. He was born to a Father who was deaf and a Mother who was in the Navy. Growing up meant he had to know sign language with a mother who was hardly ever around even when she was back home on the ranch they had in Texas he needed it so he could communicate with his dad.

The only time he ever properly saw his mother was when she was on her paternity leaves for the twins (Michael and Johnathan) who were born deaf and the youngest (Lily) who could hear. After that they barely ever saw her as she was "Too busy trying to move her career along" (and isn't it funny that in the future the son she ignored managed to get a higher ranking than she would ever get).

So he had to step up. He was 5 years older than the twins and 11 years older than his baby sister and he knew his dad was struggling. So he helped teach his siblings sign language, he made sure that Lily didn't turn into one of those little brats he saw at school who thought they were special just because they fit within the norm of human society. And if he sat down with his dad when he was 18 and told him he was going to enlist so they wouldn't have to worry about money (since his mother never seemed to help out with her salary). His dad broke down crying telling him he hopes his son would return (That's when Jake finally settled in his heart, that woman was not his mother). So when he joined he made sure that every leave was spent with his family and he could never regret it even if his leave synced up with her's.

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Fast forward a few years and it's after the suicide mission that his sign language comes into use.

What's even funnier is that this story goes down in the history of how one Jake Seresin gets promoted at the same time as getting two Naval legends to finally realise their feelings for each other.

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It was after the mission and everything was left in the past between Jake and Bradley. (Yes he can call his boyfriend by his real name NATASHA. No calling him by his Call Sign is not foreplay BOB). So he's surprised but not surprised when the squad gets a permanent home at Top Gun as a specialist unit with the help of Admiral Kazansky and phtff Admiral Mitchell (Thats a funny story within itself but that's a story of another time).

So to celebrate they all get smashed at the hard deck and if he's sat cuddled up to Bradley in a booth as Ice and Mav talk with Ice using a text to chat on his phone he can't help but notice every time Ice signs 'i love you' to a complete and utter oblivious and confused Mav. He can't help but sigh as he feels Bradley trying not to bust out laughing as Jake had done the same thing until Bradley came up one day and shoved flowers into his chest and signed it back his face red.

So he grabs Bradley's hand and stands up at the end of the table. Looks Mav right in the eye and goes "He's signing he loves you dumbass" and drags off a wheezing Bradley behind him leaving Mav stuttering and Ice blushing. He barely remembers the rest of that night.

So he's presently surprised that after a week he gets a call saying he's getting promoted to Captain due to his great service to the country. He can't help but sign in exaggeration as Bradley bursts out laughing when they find out Mav was the one who promoted him.

And if he proceeds to go up the ladder with his husband by his side and realise that when he reached Admiral he reached a rank his mother could never reach by ignoring his family. Who knew hiding his sign language would get him this far.

(if anyone would write this I would honestly love to read it)

[natailiatulls07]

Trick or treat

Charles Leclerc x female!reader

Summary - You love trick or treating, but your boyfriend has never done it so you set out a mission to change that.

Warning - none I don’t think so

The 23 Halloween Season

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I had grown up trick or treating, always have done it ever since I could remember. Dressing up in different costumes every year before going to every house collecting different types of sweets.

So when I found out about how Charles had never gone trick or treating, I set out to make the paddock ready for a halloween night. Managing to get every team to join in, admittedly Redbull was hard but with the help of Max I managed.

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It was Saturday, luckily Charles had a good qualify result with front row. So when we got back to our hotel room, where I had two matching Barbie and Ken costumes waiting for us, I could kind of see the confusion on his face. "Surprise! We're going trick or treating!" Jumping up and down with excitement, I could see Charles looking happy with the idea but still confused.

"What around the hotel?" He asked as I calmed down.

"No silly, we're going trick or treating in the paddock!" As soon as the word ‘paddock’ Charles’ face got even more confused.

“Ok, you still look very confused”

“Very is an understatement!” Charles chuckled slightly.

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Making our way through the paddock entrance, we were both blown away with how the staff had decorated each team hospitality individually and equally.

Looking down at our costumes, we look amazing. “We look so good!” I say clapping my hands with excitement which Charles just smiles at.

“Oh shit Barbie and Ken! The couple have arrived!” The voice of Lando Norris shouted from just outside the McLaren hospitality. We walked over to him hand in hand.

“Hey mate!” Charles greeted Lando, who was wearing a Batman costume. “Ah Batman, I love this!” I nodding along, showing my agreement to Charles’ comment.

“Of course! I’m actually so excited for this!” Lando excited told us, jumping up and down in his spot.

“Always loved trick or treating but Charlie has never done it so first time for him” I explained Charles’ lack of halloween experience to the Brit. Charles carefully snaking his arm around my waist. “Let’s get to it!”

Moving from Lando, me and Charles started to make our ways to the different hospitalities. Slowly collecting a variation of sweets, bumping into multiple friends from each team.

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We bumped into George and Alex who were dressed up as Michael Myers and Ghostface.

"Hey guys, Lily's busy so I'm stuck with this twat!" Alex rolls his eyes whilst side eyeing the Brit to his side. George gives his friend a nudge before giving me a side hug.

"I must say Y/n you really pulled this whole thing of quite well, thank you" I hear him whisper in my ear, sending me a cheeky grin which goes unnoticed by Charles who's in conversation with Alex.

After some time, we all finish up our conversation and Charles drags us towards the next hospitality.

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Whilst we were just leaving the Alphine hospitality, who gave out small individual bags of candy corn, we ran into Daniel dressed as a cowboy and Max dressed as Harry Potter.

"Yee haw cowboy!" Charles greets Daniel by tipping his own Ken style cowboy hat. "Have you guys been to the McLaren hospitality yet?"

Max shakes his head curiously. "No? Wait what are they giving out?"

After visiting each hospitality area, Charles found us a small spot to sit and count what sweets we got. In the end, we had a large range of options with some apple bags to snickers.

“You know I can see why you love trick or treating so much, it’s fun” Charles comments after looking through his small bag, a genuine smile taking place on his face.

“Yay I’ve finally converted you to love my favourite Halloween activity!” I did a small celebratory dance in my seat, as to which Charles did a small laugh at.

“Who’s idea was this? We should thank them…” He throws away a small comment unknowingly, opening a snickers bar.

A small almost cheeky smile made itself known on my face. Hesitating I say “Um well it was actually my idea…” Turning his head from the snicker, we lock eyes.

“You know, why I am even surprised?” Charles laughs at the fact that he was so oblivious.

“I had to! I needed to show you the best of Halloween!” Reaching an arm around my shoulder, Charles pulls me into his side with my head distinctively going to rest on him.

He pulls his head down, kissing my temple gently. “I love you so much Cheri…”

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Tag list - @ilovechickenwings @carlossainzwho @ipab @erikasurfer @soph1644

[nobodymitskigabriel]

Everyone talks about how shitty it was that Michael and Adam were cut short in s15 and how they wanted to see them go on cute dates and move in together and like. Sure. But I wish they'd been expanded in a different way. Imagine Adam being around for Michael's "betrayal" of Sam and Dean. Or maybe the angels welcome Michael out of the Cage and presenting him with the throne and Michael just...not knowing what to do. Or maybe God commands Michael to kill Jack and Michael needs to seriously grapple with potentially making the same mistake twice. And maybe all this is happening while Gabriel or Raphael is alive which adds extra archangel family drama to the pot.

All these hypotheticals just to say that I would've loved to see Michael be a part of a genuine conflict in s15 especially with Adam. They had each other for 1000+ years but now things have changed, and in the grand scheme of the Universe, what is 1000 years anyway? Maybe this was God's plan all along. Okay, so maybe all humans aren't all literally maggots, but is the fucking archangel Michael going to throw away everything he lived for for the angels' Plan B Adam Milligan?

So imagine Michael actually going back to and listening to God or Heaven and Adam being so offended not on the Winchesters' behalf, but just on principle after everything God's done. Adam gives him an ultimatum and tells him he needs to wise up or get out of his body, and Michael goes...you know what? No. I'm an archangel and you're my vessel. Why would you get a say here? So maybe Michael takes Adam for a ride, stuffs him to the back of his consciousness and gets on with his business like the Cage never happened.

Eventually Michael does leave Adam, either by halfway coming to his senses or getting kicked out by force and obviously that experience would be very traumatic for Adam who would just...not know what to do with himself after being betrayed and violated by his only friend for 1000+ years.

But whatever, right? Michael is an archangel. His Father is back. He doesn't need Adam or a vessel. (Except he sososososososo fucking does.)

So imagine Adam tagging along with tfw for some mission that goes wrong. Everyone is surrounded. It's game over. But then whatever demons or angels or whatever are about to kill them get smote like it's nothing. The ground trembles. The windows break. Absolutely blinding white light spills in. Everyone has to shield their eyes and there's this ear-grating noise that only Adam seems able to be able understand. Everyone is writhing on the ground, clutching their ears and Adam is just standing there casually like he's having a depressing and slightly tedious conversation. It goes back and forth between the most ghastly noises anyone has ever heard and Adam saying something like, "I don't know if I can trust you anymore" and this goes on for some time. We never actually hear what Michael says, but it seems to have a major effect on Adam who eventually does decide to forgive him and let him back in.

I also like the idea of Michael taking his throne back with Adam?? Like I know we're not necessarily rooting for Heaven on this show but yesss king make John's secret third son your Heavenly consort 💞💞 I do like the domestic potential Midam has but it doesn't just have to be domestic you know???

[nastasya--filippovna]

A funny little story full of funny little coincidences and sweet serendipity, but I know people on this site love that

This is a funny story of how I got into the Good Omens fandom. And it is so weird that sometimes I even amaze myself when I tell someone. But I love to tell this one....... so....................................

Late 2021 I watched Wilde and I absolutely loved it. And the best thing out of the movie was that I discovered Michael Sheen. I remember at the time being struck by two things: a) how this actor who had a side character and a small role was so magnificently out-acting great actors like Jude Law (just my personal opinion plz don't come at me for that) and all because of these beautiful micro-expression which I find myself criticizing many big actors like Brad Pitt even for that they lack good subtle micro expression and its as if their faces are dead, nothing is going on there. But Michael is always acting even when the camera is not focused on him he is in character. And (b) his fine beauty. I mean as a lesbian and more than that a portrait artist, I was mesmerized by the artistic beauty in the most non-sexual way.

And I found myself spiraling down the MS hole. And I watched literally everything he has ever done. Except one thing.

Good Omens.

That was because I love Neil Gaiman as a writer. His books have saved me during some very dark times in my love and his work is absolutely sacred to me. To be honest I didn't enjoy his other adaptations. They sucked the juiciness out of the books and kinda confirmed my earlier conviction that no filmed adaption of a book will ever do justce to the written word.

And it's so weird that I had seen all the other adaptations but I hadn't ever heard of GO adaptation.

And then one day I was like yk what just f^ck it. I'll just watch it and strike this one of my list (I'm a cinephile on a mission to watch almost everything ever made in the world).

So I'm watching it and I'm like oh look MS looks so ethereal. Born to play an angel. Look at those floofy wings.

BUT something was bugging me. Usually in most MS movies/shows he keeps out-shining, out-acting his co-stars. Just out there being the best making everyone else look flimsy. But here there was one person who is NOT looking flimsy with MS. Infact he keeps complementing him so perfectly it looks like a graceful waltz.

'Yeah so the demon guy is a great actor I guess'

But that's not why my mind is bugging me. There was something else some weird deja vu kind of familiarity.

I try to ignore it.

Two days later my sister is scrolling through her Pinterest and she goes "What's a Doctor Who?"

And I was like "It's an old childhood show I used to watch, you wouldn't know (she has never seen Doctor Who btw).... why're you asking?"

And she holds up her phone and she's like "Idk it says he's a Doctor Who?" (btw I love the way she says 'a Doctor Who')

And my mind went whoooooooosh!

It's such a strange feeling when stuff you'd forgotten, stuff that was once really special to you, but seems to be lost, and yet is only nestling in some corner of you chaotic mind waiting for the day it'll one day come into the light again, that's tuff comes whooshing back.

I grew up loving DW. Especially Ten. Well I was a tad bit pissed when Nine regenerated into DT and I was like noooooooo who's this skinny f^cker.... I don't want it. But I just fell in love with Ten. To my little lonely-kid-in-school-weirdo-nerd-wallflower self Ten was a best friend who made me feel that it's okay to be different to be geeky and childlike without being embarrassed. Ten was a secret best frined.

And when he regenerated I stopped watching the show. And I forgot about it because I was so busy adulting I lost track of everything I had cherished as a kid.

Now almost 15 years later I found out that my new favorite character (along with Aziraphale cz they're equally special to me) was played by the same person who played my childhood favorite character. And that he's also the best actor I have ever seen so I spiraled down DT hole and I am obsessed (not ashamed to say this). And guess what I found.... almost every show or movie I had watched as kid, he was there.... Ducktales, Harry Potter, Loud House, Einstein and Eddington, Mary Queen of Scots...... its endless.

And the 60th Anniversary special, well it's the most specialist thing to me. I feel like a child again.

GO and DW. Best things that ever happened to me

So thanking Neil Gaiman and Russel T. Davies and MS and DT for making my childhood better....... constantly, because it's never over..... the child lives in me constantly...... she's alive again. Thank you for keeping that child alive and helping her through the darkest nights .

Meena x

[mydahliarose]

Looney in carnie town

Pairings: niiri x Michael/ Miiri

Tags: fluff, chaotic date night, implied death of a carnie worker, passionate makeout session at the middle end, mention of my other ocs the exorcists, no smut, Michael goes karen, niiris abilities are showcased.

Fandoms: what in hell is bad?

Synopsis: niiri wanted to go out in public to see the carnival its a risk there willing to take for date night on earth. However the moment they step foot in there chaos insues giving everyone hell.

Starlights twinkled in the comfort of the blue and pink pastel playroom of the dollhouse domain. Sounds of laughter, not a single sigh of woe insight. The couple where playing as usual, Michael wanted to play with his old childhood dolls so then niiri offered to play house parents in which Michael happily agreed to. Tea was served along with a plate of biscuits, treating the dolls as children of there own filled the doll demon with pure joy!, especially Michael,who was seen simply smiling everytime he pretended to feed them. They would take turns In bonding with them, for example niiri would bond with his toys by swinging with them while Michael pushed her. '' " look I'm flying! Hahaha!'' she looked like the definition of wonder everytime she swinged back and forth. '' oh my doll I think your finally growing your wings!''

Niiri makes a dramatic gasp '' I really am! Then we can finally be doves soaring in the sky together!'' both lovers laugh together. Despite this bieng a make belief playtime for them it felt real and that's what mattered to them.

the clock ticked every hour until finally it was getting late, they laid in there futon resting in each other's arms saying goodnight with every small kisses, ah today was fun indeed. Niiri's mind was filled with so much creativity on what to play next that it sometimes leaves her restless, and in todays thoughts she remembered the carnival was coming to town tomorrow and althou michael would prefer to keep bonding in there safe space she couldn't let this opportunity slide. How could she make themselves known to public that doesn't involve missions? Sure it was earth but regardless demons and angels could still roam without them knowing. When she let out a sigh of conflictness thats when she heard her beloveds grunts of tiresome state, Half awakened upon hearing her distress.

'' Darling what's the matter?'' he groggily asks in concern for her.

'' i-i didn't mean to wake you m sorry! I'll just go back to-'' Michael shooks his head then speaks up.

'' please don't be, otherwise what kind of angelic lover would I be if I do not listen to what's plaguing your mind?'' he shifts closer comforting her with gentle rubs on her back. She sighs. '' well... I've been thinking about this all day and I was wondering...c-can we go to the carnival tomorrow? I know we usually prefer it if its a extermination since well...there gonna die and not snitch! B-but! Maybe just once and just this once! We could get out of our comfort one and enjoy a once in a year opportunity...''

she waited for his response, she felt a little nervous but better to say it and possibly have a good outcome from it.

When Michael heard this he was a bit surprised but then again niiri was always full of surprises, but he was hesitant about it definitely out of his comfort zone

'' Dolly pie are you sure about this? I cant simply hold your sweet hands out in the outdoors let alone in a full crowed filled with obnoxious loudness...*sighs* cant we just kill everyone so that its more comfortable for us? ''

ah there he goes making that pretty please expression it made niiri smile but ultimately murder wasn't on her mind. No for once she wanted everything to go smoothly

'' as beautiful as the color red is my angel I would prefer if we keep our cool, but if a carnie dares to not give me the prize I want then give them hell~''

she cackles, as menacing as it sounded she sounded like sweet honey with a side of looney. Michael dramatically plops back down disappointed yet understanding of her decision

'' oh very well you party pooper!'' he laughs a bit. '' your lucky I cant stay mad at you, perhaps I should eat you up instead?'

' he morbidly jokes, niiri understands his dark humor very well althou he certainly is capable of doing so.

'' what's stopping you hm?'' she teases. '

' oh don't tempt me now deary~ but seriously my love do you have the faintest idea of a plan Incase somone suspects or relationship?''.

That's true how would they avoid suspicions?, she goes back to remember a time when they where almost caught Michael had to fake she was being held captive to kill later, wait that's it!.

'' I got a whimsical idea Angelica! ,Why don't I pretend to play captive like last time! ,Just say I kept bugging you to get some fresh air or something around that line and your keeping watch! How does that sound?''.

Michael smirks, the idea of keeping her watch like a guard makes him feel more like a guardian angel to him, a deranged one at that but loving.'' that sounds wonderful and fills me with relieved, then its settled.''

This was wonderful, finally something different and even more fun! Oh she had to think what they where going to do first, this was certainly going to be a sleepless night or so that wasn't until Michael placed a kiss onto her forehead making her stop all thoughts in his love.

'' rest my doll you need it, we can think all sorts of fun tomarrow ok?'' she nods, attempting to close her eyes '' goodnight my angelica.'' finally silence, soft mumbles and snores only filled the room for the rest of the night. If only they could stay this way forever but alas the clock in the dollhouse would ultimately ring indicating morning has arrived, the domain had to come to an end for at least today.

Carnival day

Before going to the land of fun they would spend the most of there mornings doing church prayers as well as teaching his beloved the angelic ways through reading verses so that she can somewhat withstand it little by little he wouldn't want the incident to occur again like last time.

Once all there daily dutys where done they walked out of there home and of they ventured towards the fair. The crowd was filled with the most joyful energy, even more so than niiri's dollhouse, the enthusiasm of family taking there children to go play while couples enjoy winning prize for each other all echoed in this area so niiri couldn't help it skip around and laugh . places like these where notrious for doll demons to come and hangout when they where bored. Michael knew this of her nature so he let her be. She was so darn cute...to bad he couldn't worship her like he'd want to at the moment instead he held the rope line that connect to niiri's tied hands. Honestly he didn't even try to make it look like she was tightly bound so that she would be able to let loose in order to play at the booth. Speaking of which it seems she found her first one to play.

'' Angelica! Angelica! That one!'' she shook him by the shoulder in hyperactivity. She pointed towards the game where you throw darts at the balloons, looking at the prizes on the one side there where plushies of stuffed animals. You'd think that's what niiri would want to collect more playthings for her domain until Michael turned to look the other side where instead there were caged rabbits then looked back to niiri making a face that said it all. ''NO! Absolutley not!'' Michael was never really fond of animals but that's never stopped niiri from convincing him to adopt one. '' please! Look he's looking at you! He's saying save me papa!'' . Michael facepalmed, biting the edge of his lips so that his laughter wouldn't come out. It's a shame his paranoia wouldn't let him do so. '' niiri...what happened last time when you came up to me with a ferret?'.'' oh right, she had forgotten about that. '' uhhh...he was so stinky that you nearly threw up on gods statue?. Michaels golden eye twitches of the memory then sighs,shaking his head in agreement '' exactly, I do not want another incident like that to occur ever again...''. Michael looks around to feel sure of himself, sure enough it felt safe, he pats niiri's head then kisses two fingers of his placing it on her lips. '' however, you can go ahead and win yourself a stuffed bunny that's hanging right up there.'' he points up to the plush. A sequel escapes from her. '' ahh thanks Angelica! Now cmon before any pesky human takes my spot!.'' she ran at full speed that poor Michael was dragged. This moment felt like trying to gain control of a leashed dog chasing a cat except worse.

'' mister carnie man! the darts now!'' if the reason why the poor man jolted back while screaming was because of her loud demanding demeanor you'd be wrong. the pink toy gun she pulled out of her bag to point at is head was the real culprit of it all. Do not be fooled, niiri's toys can be potentially deadly, which is why Michael had to step in and put down the item. '' excuse her wreckless behavior sir shes just excited to play. '' the man felt relieved upon hearing this from an angel, but that would take a different turn of events when he began to charge his light towards him , the scream once again commenced. '' now hand her the dart to play already pesky human.'' he glared. And so the man did, shakingly he handed them over. Michael untied the ropes immediately she took them from his hands. '' watch me Michael!''. Niiri aimed the balloon that was near the frightened workers face that his cheek got sliced, he couldn't take the petrification state of mind anymore ultimately he fainted all while niiri hit at every balloon. Once she completed it he gave herself a clap of bravo. '' I won! Did you see all that Michael?'' he looked over at the booth trying not to laugh '' oh i certainly saw.''

She looked over as well but unlike Michael she cackled. '' sorry sir! Unfortionatly I'm not a demon of insurance to pay for your medical bill sooo...'' she jumps onto the wooden table taking the stuffed rabbit with her. '' buh bye!.'' she waved. Michael turned to do the same. '' may God find your way!.'' so much for that promise of keeping it cool going down under the gutter. it was to be expected with these two dangerous couples, they could never have a day without causing fear and havoc, That's what made their relationship flourish. Their next destination was at the water shoot out, niiri spotted two swans kissing in plush form so she had to have it in her hands!. You could hear Michael huffing his way to catch up to her, she was so excited that she had forgotten to stay tied up. '' you were supposed to let me tie you up!''. Niiri only smirked. '' tsk tsk, be faster next time angel~.'' the nerve of this beautiful demon to tease him in public, The risk sometimes turned her on. '' oh enough of your teasing dolly...'' he rolls his eyes. Niiri grabbed him by his sleeve, moving him next to one of the water guns. '' play with me! Lets both win that swan!.'' she smiled at him. If the experience would be anything like the last carnie booth then consider him on board! '' alright demon I'll indulge.'' he positioned himself to properly know where to aim at, his fabricated eye truly was a gift to behold, he could adjust it perfectly to where exactly he needed to aim it at. It was no surprise that his bullseye was ahead of everyone else including niiri's.'' woah! You're really going to win Go Michael!'' her aim wasnt to bad, infact it was quite decent , the metal gun could be a hassle to work with in these types of games however she was so distracted at watching Michaels extreme concentration she had no clue she had begun to aim at the carnie.

The bell rang indicating the winner. and to no one's surprise it was Michael, so rightfully he won the lovers swan. '' that eye of yours worked out wondrous!'' Michael swallowed in all that pride from niiri's compliment.'' as painful as the memories are from this eye I always think of the positives, like this moment for example its proven to be helpful for many things.'' niiri nodded in agreement, wait...could this technically be considered cheating? Apperantly so because the carnie heard all that snatching the swan away. Irritated how the human was making him look inferior than him just because he was in charge of the booth, Michael nearly summoned his Lazer until niiri whispered something into his ear. Both smirking at each other before looking back to the guy. '' I apologize for my sudden arrogance though if we may settle something by talking behind your stall?'' Michael looked sencere. '' please Mr carnie man maybe we can work something out?''. Niiri begged. Ultimately he agreed to it, taking both of them in the back to talk. It was settled alright, the couple looked happier than before now with there stuffed swan with itty bitty stains of red.

Back to their date night, the deranged couple headed over to the strength tester, angels and demons are known for their enhanced strength. They looked up towards the bell, is it possible they'll accidentally break it to pieces? '' you first!'' niiri insisted '' oh please dolly you go first, take it as a reward for helping me bring back our swan.'' how sweet of him, she couldn't deny his offer so he grabbed the mallet and slammed it with all her muscles within her. Unsurprisingly she hit the bell, but niiri made a sour face feeling unsatisfied. '' boo! I didn't get any excitement from it!. She crossed her arms. '' and why is that dolly?'' he was curious. '' maybe because I don't know maybe somethings missing.?'' perhaps if Michael slammed on the tower maybe she'll full head over heels? When michael slammed on it he reached the bell for sure, its when he looked at niiri he noticed her face remained the same. he thought hat could possibly be missing? Then it came to him. ''ahh perhaps the game isn't to exciting is it? Maybe it needs a touch of something...?'' indeed that's what it was, this aim was to simple for her needed more than just slamming. '' your absolutely right Angelica! This game is usually an anger managment segment so I think we need to feel angry in order to feel it!.'' oh boy, this was certainly going to a direction of disaster '' now dolly....you and I both know exactly the things that would trigger all that out, just how exactly do we plan on doing so just think about it? I'm going to have a headache....''. his back felt a warmth touches, slowly being caressed in reassurance.'' no no I have an idea! One that doesn't require thinking!.'' he cocks down eyebrow. '' I'm listening?.'' niiri kneeled down closing both her hands on top of the base, she concentrated what she wanted to manifest within them, in a matter of seconds she slowly opened them to reveal something he did not expect.

'' oh my stars niiri you didnt...'' laughing from his comment she couldn't believe it herself.

'' oh but I did~, now unleash your inner war angel~.'' she handed him the mallet, steeping back up knowing what's about to happen. Michael only stared blankly at the doll, not just any doll it was. Blue horns with light blue hair and a scar was noted you could hear the sound of a breaking mallet as Michael gripped on it with all his strength lunging it forward with so much might that once it hit the middle an energy of shockwave blew away from there area, The feeling of bottled up rage all coming out of him in this moment. Some believed a hurricane was coming so many bailed back home. You couldn't even see the puck being lunged up it was a blink till you miss it moment that's how much strength he put into it. You could however hear the sound of the bell breaking into peaces, scattering everywhere like a hail storm. The dragon doll was officially nothing but left over cotton now, floating around in the hostile air. '' THATS FOR CORRUPTING MY BROTHER YOU VILE CREATURE!.'' Niiri 's hand rubbed his shoulders, now that the storm was over it was safe to say she could comfort him now to ease him.

'' wonderful my love that was the highlight of our date night!.'' his eyes shock wide but now that he could focus better he noticed a big change in there surrounding, almost everyone had left and thus he felt relieved to pull her face for a soft kiss.'' your so cruel~ .'' she smirked '' not as cruel as you my dear~,but how do you feel after all that?''.

he took a deep breath in and out, he did this until he felt his lungs relax heartbeat slowly regaining its normal pulse. Finally he felt calm to talk.

'' *sigh* I feel much better...'' the rage he let out felt like a tight muscled knot that no massage could ever untie but rather he needed to be pushed in order for all that to get out of his system. '' you needed that edge for quite some time now, I'm glad it's all out now,'' ruffling his hair before slithering her hands down to pull his edge of his lips to Create a smile. '' much better now don't you think?''. Michael always did look much better when his sunny smile popped up whenever he was happy. '' its even better considering you where the one to have done such miracle.'' as catastrophic as it was for the carnival attendes, all that mattered to these couple was they got an enjoyment out of that incident , to bad or the fewer left here things where not going to be normal still.

Niiri had planned to do her own splatter plush doll, but decided it would be better to cheer him up with some ice cream and hot dogs for a bit before getting back into there activities together. '' how about some vanilla ice cream and a hot dog? Even your belly needs to be happy dear.'' his stomach growled, good heavens had it been that long since he's eaten? Perhaps nows the best time. '' ah thank you niiri, i hadn't thought about that until now, thank you for caring.'' he takes her hand, heading towards the food section where they ordered one dessert for the two. '' god Angelica this has been going fun! Are you enjoying your time here as well?'' she said with a mouth full of her weenie. '' to be frank with you dolly did not expect to be enjoying such a loud obnoxious environment that wasn't until you scared that old geezer I began to see the fun in this place, then top it off with getting our swan back and smashing my nemesis to pieces? I want to be here forever.'' he let out a soft laugh that sounded like honey suckle to niiri's ears, when Michael enjoyed something it made her enjoy it more than she already did. She then looked upwards gazing at the ferris wheel so high yet far away from everyone else it made her feel close to heaven the more she thought about it. '' why dont we get on the ferris wheel as our last stop? We can focus on the skyview once we get on some rides hm?." rides? Michael wasn't one for such intense ones perhaps the more slower ones would do better for him. '' we can certainly go for a ride. on one condition...absolutely NO rollercoaster ride...'' a pout of disappointment came from niiri. '' Angelica just this once please!.'' ''no.'' and that was his final statement until. '' you know if you get scared you could just fly away from the seat and wait for me yeah?''

She had a point there and he couldn't deny it. '' I am not scared such childish ride niiri, the ride should be afraid of me since I can destroy it at any moment it rubs me the wrong way.'' he sighs '' ok fine if I ride it *once* I'll you stop being adorably nagging about it?''. That certainly put her in a good mood that she began hopping up and down. '' yes yes! But first I want to go ride the carousel with you! I know we've done so in our dollhouse but to do it outside of my world would be a memory I want to cherish!.'' Michael got up and twirled her around like a ballerina before holding her the feeling of joy kicking in even more now. '' then what are we waiting for Let's go then.'' before they leave niiri tugged him to grab his attention.'' wait Michael you got something on your lip! .'' he touches them to see what she's talking about. '' do I?'' then suddenly his eyes widen when her tongue licks up his mess. '' not anymore~.'' he was left speechless that instead of flirting back he held her hand and walked fast towards the carousal ride. Her unexpected tease always caught him off guard just like the time she surprised kissed him with a game of Patty cake as evident with how red his face Is now, he had to get back at her somehow perhaps during there time alone in the ferris wheel will do. He smirks at the thought of his own mischievousness.

There were a few people in line, mostly couples wrapped in each other's arms to ride with each other so the line shouldn't take so long. Niiri decided to mimick them, '' this line is taking to long...'' Michael grunted in impatience. ''Oh don't worry look! We should be next along with those three lovebirds!.'' the ride takes 20 minutes at tops to finish before the next attendes turn. The antique looking horses looking majestic with the bright yellow bulbs hitting there basswood material. using ones imagination it felt like watching a fairytale prince with there horse, oh my a scenario where the knight and shining armour comes to save the princess? Ah now niiri cant help but think such a daydreaming her head with Michael s her prince. Speaking of him, he nudged her back to reality the carnie worker had tried to get her attention but to no luck. '' now dolly don't doze of on me like that, your lucky to be clinging to me or youd get lost.'' oopsie daisies spoke loudly at her face.'' hehehe sorry!.'' they both hopped onto the tiny stairs, getting on one of the horses that was pastel white with blue linings and flower patterns of roses. Once the amount of people where counted he worker closed the gate, pressing the button and round and round it went. '' where going on an adventure Michael!.'' niiri said while standing up dramatically pointing feeling like a pirate out in the open sea. Michael chuckled, tugging her to sit back down before someone told her she was breaking saftey hazard. '' maybe try playing pretend while seated ok?'' wrapping his arms around her waist to keep her still. '' oh you know very will I cant stay put! And I know you want to play as well! Cmon looj around you! Dont miss this opportunity with me!. ''

Oh what the heck! Screw it if anyone said something they where just humans he'd put them in their place if they told them to keep it down. '' oh alright alright you got me! To what kind of game shall I participate with you?'' once again she re created her pose. '' where going north to where the princess his held captive!.'' feeling the same enthusiasm as herself he jumped up, holding the pole for balance hands gripped onto niiri's as well. '' with two knights wed be sure of save her back to her kingdom!.'' while they both laughed a each other's adorableness the rest of the riders couldn't agree. Two lovers that were behind them told them to be quiet that they were violating the safety rules, of course this was bound to happen anytime soon. Then others would begin shouting at them the same thing, everyone being annoyed at them. '' jeez where on date night people! Cant you all learn to have a little fun together!? you all are boring!.'' unfortunately for everyone on the ride, they were complaining at the wrong demon and angel thus it was no surprise what would happen next. Michael tugged her sleeve to lean her close to his lips in order to whisper something to her. '' my doll why don't you show everyone on here how to have some fun?.'' niiri grinned mischievously, there was a perfect amount of people to become potential playmates for her thus a change of plans. '' i hope your ready to do some laps around this ride.'' when she said that a symbol appeard at her right palm of her hand, it was a type of symbol that almost resembled a theatre mask something only familiar to her race of demons. She walked over to the rude couple that complained to them. '' hey I just came to say...'' *SMACK!* She Hit the man on his forehead, the sigil now transfered. '' TAG YOUR IT! RUN MICHAEL!.''

With her command he bolted, running away with niiri as the game of tag commenced. When niiri shouted those words back to the young man it had triggered his mood to shift of euphoric happiness thus shifting his brain to wanna play just as much as niiri and Michael where. Everyone looked in confusion and beyond concerned for them not knowing if they should stop this ride or not. As niiri caught up to the young mans girlfriend she grabbed her jacket, pulling her off the horse, causing her boyfriend to unintentionally smack her now tagged. '' you cant catch up with an Angel and demon!.'' Michael was covering his mouth not wanting to lose his air from laughing. '' I think more of these people should play along don't you agree niiri?'' it was as if she was waiting for his command to Create another theater mask symbol. '' say less Angelica! TAG YOUR IT!.'' she slapped a random women across her forehead then the next and the next then suddenly no one was on there horses anymore. The loud commotion of everyone running in circles to tackle each other to tag completely changed the atmosphere that finally the carnie worker had to intervene and as he did Michael and niiri crawled away to not get caught once he coast was cleared she snapped her fingers to finally put an end to there fun, crashing out due to how exhausted they where.

''Now *that's* fun!.'' said niiri. '' I couldn't agree more dolly.'' finally he let out all his laughter now that he wasn't running. '' oh my dear! Please do this in our next battle with a group of demons please! It would make it more entertaining.'' niiri grinned while flipping her hair back to walk towards another ride. '' oh believe me darling I plan to this event inspired me~'' she cackles.

There next stop was the rollercoaster ride, Michael was hesitant about it but he wanted to make niiri happy, plus screaming together didn't sound half bad. When they reached the line it was ten times fuller than the carousel. Michael scoffed in how ridiculous the wait was going to be. '' niiri can we kill in order to suffer here for hours? '' she shook her head. '' nuh uh at least not unless they give us a reason to like from hours ago~'' . Michael sighed but agreed. '' fine fine..''. the line moved very slowly, with every wait Michael felt as though his foot would blister with every hour he stood still. He constantly kept rubbing his calves from cramping up, he was about to loose it. '' dolly...'' niiri turned to his aide. '' yeah.?''. He slowly turned his head, his eyes looking bloodshot with the shadow hovering over them. He looked like a scene in a horror movie, hand him a knife and wala. '' I am going to obliterate them all..'' he was getting impatient and there's no stopping him so niiri had to step up to calm his massacre side. '' you know what? Let me carry you, will have a word to the coaster guy over there ok?''. He still looked like a bloody cold murderer but with her words he couldn't help but smile in relief of a possible solution. '' thank you my doll.'' niiri carried him over her shoulder making him feel like a prince. She walked over the front line, not caring of the peoples complaint what mattered to her was Michaels happiness and that was it. '' excuse me mam!, yeah sorry the angel here cant wait any longer, we wish to go in already!.'' the women only shook her head and said no to them already Michael was agitated enough so now he felt explosive. '' do you know who I am watched human!? I am not just any angel I am of the highest of ranks! if you make me wait longer while my delicate foot gets blisters and sores I will make it that todays your last!.''

Well this didn't help the situation at all the women felt threatened and was about to call security, that was until niiri placed her hand on her forehead. The mask symbol was different from last instead it was one that would alter her mind in playing make believe with them. '' I'm sorry mam what he meant to say is that he had a doctor's appointment last week and his doctor recommended that it be best if he didn't stand up to often which is why I'm carrying him and unfortunately my strength cant always hold poor him~ so please let us ride?''. with the mask sigil attached to the worker she believed every word thus letting them ride in the front seat. '' Aren't I a genius?'' she said with pride. '' in the most avant-garde way yes.'' he chuckled. The safety bars closed onto them getting ready to start it.'' *gulp*...'' a hand held close to his. '' you ok?''. She recalled back when he mentioned it was childish to be scared of such rides. There was a part of her that wondered if he was lying? '' just a scratchy throat is all nothing to worry...''. then suddenly he ride began moving both of there hands now clutching tighter. '' where gonna die..'' '' don't you start...'' ''already am sorry...'' the ride stopped but once they looked down they realized why, they where all the way up at the drop and it was about tilt foward. '' oh that's it I'm flying us out!''. But when he tried to budge he realized he safety bars where to tightly closed for him to even fly out.

'' oh so that was a lie...''

Michael didn't even scream because they dropped 418 feet up high, no rather because he was so pissed off that he thought he could just fly freely out of his seat. Hes screams where so loud everyone had to cover their ears from being ruptured, meanwhile niiri had her hands waved up the air while laughing manically. '' the loopdey loops Michaels I'm getting dizzy! Where all going to die hahahaha!!!.'' with how things where going that sounded very possible people could have sworn they heard the metal shake violently because of Michael's rage. '' Mikey calm down it's ok! Just breathe in and out like last time! If you need to hold my hand tighter then do so!.'' with the speed that it was going it took him a while to regain his composure, doing as he was told he tightened his grip onto her and took as many deep breaths as he needed to. All he had to do was not even think about his surroundings, just focus on gaining his composure and so when he opened his eyes the ride had finally stopped.

'' you did baby you where so brave!.'' the best to do in this situation was to pull him into her warmth he needed it most at this moment. '' t-thank you dolly...but I'm still disappointed by those safety bars...'' she giggled '' guess we gotta destroy them hm~?''. He smirked. '' one hundred percent niiri...''

finally the ferris wheel, their final stop before going home. It was getting late so a lot of people had left already thus they didn't have to wait in line at all. Michael had laid on niiri's lap, caressing is long silky hair while slowly moving upwards the night sky. '' I'm surprised you didn't barf after that.'' '' because sweet niiri even vomit is afraid of me...'' shed believe it. '' is there anything that's not afraid to be around you?'' he turns over facing straight up eye to eye now. '' you obviously, your the only one that constantly seeked my presence so much and now look how close we've become.'' he smiled, cupping her face in admiration of her bravery. No demon dared to be with an angel sure there where a few that did but most proffered not to engage such taboo. '' and then you weren't sure about me until you saw how loyal I was to you and your assigned exorcists at the church, you saw that I was an angel and no demon. that's what made you special to me you understood me..'' niiri leaned down, feeling the passion between the two slowly closing her eyes as she nearly placed her lips until. '' niiri...did your face crack from the speed of the coaster?.'' huh? What was he talking about? Concerned she felt her face to feel any signs of imperfection. '' do I really? I feel normal though?''. michael pointed to her lips. '' I see it there do you not feel it?''. She moved her fingers down there but again nothing. '' Michael I don't feel a-.'' Michael pulled her in his lips, positioning himself to sit across her lap back view, arms wrapped around her shoulder to pull her deeper in his divine lips.

Her sweet taste of honey and milk always made Michael crave for more. Meanwhile niiri had no time to react to his surprise no instead he slithers her arms around his waist and lets him have her all to himself. All day they hadn't spend much to be this deeply intimate together, she had desired so much to feel those Angelica flowers flavored lips the entire night. '' mmmf~ but I certainly do feel it~.'' what a tease he tricked her!. '' mmf~ you tricked me you beautiful bastard~''. They both chuckled in each other's lips. '' you do this to me all the time now its payback~ now sop talking~.'' he pressed her closer to him thee passionate kiss lasted until their ride stopped, they had finally reached the top of their destination.'' mmmf~ it seems we finally have our view now. '' Michael shifted himself to watch the view they had wanted to see all this time. '' wow, it's so sparkly today.'' it was the most midnight of all blues, the stars twinkling truly give it its goddess of the night beauty a perfect scenary for the carnival.

'' your right, if you were to switch our room in your domain into this I think I'd never want to leave...''. niiri turned to him. '' would you like that?''. His wing would twitch in joyfulness for how thoughtful she was. '' if you did , that would make me the happiest angel alive.'' she lifted her pinky up to him. " I promise you when we get back home I will do so.'' Michael smiled and lifted his pinky up to create the promise. '' ahh I cant stop looking at it...'' . there was a sense of somber in her words. Michael listened carefully. '' why is that dolly?''. If he knew better its most likely because seeing the sky she thinks of heaven, he knew it be impossible to get her real wings but he always tried to find a solution to make it happen one day, it just wasnt going to be an easy one. '' I wish i could fly up there in the clouds with you...I wish I could just live there with you...'' she sighed. They wished things could have been differently but they had to live with what they got for now. Regardless of the impossible, they where both happy with just being together more than anything. Even if heaven was far away from her grasp to him niiri was her heaven and for niiri he was her heaven as well. ''Like a blue rose niiri, its impossible to find but is possible to find it.'' nuzzling close to her face giving er an Eskimo kiss.'' you'll reach your goal one day just be patient and don't do anything wreckless ok? You have me to help...'' she sighed of relief feeling alot more better for a positive outcome. '' god truly gifted me into your life for a reason~.'' with there last talk the ride finally continued its way down and finally it was over. For the people it was a traumatic event but for them it was a memory to write down here journals and talk about in there next coming adventures together perhaps coming to the carnival often isn't to bad afterall.

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Angel dividers by @/Chocoperrito

[freelancearsonist]

How about "come back to bed." With Michael Kinsella? That man deserves some love.

thank you for the prompt amanda 🥺 i hope you enjoy 🩷

warnings: afab!reader, it’s michael there’s smut it’s disgusting it’s dirty enjoy

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?”

There’s no menace in the question—if anything, he sounds impressed.

“To go clean myself up?”

“No no no,” he tuts, sounding like a thoroughly disappointed school teacher. “You get back here.”

“Michael, I’m… sticky,” you whine. It’s the least gross way of saying that his spend is leaking down your thighs and it’s starting to get uncomfortable, but it still doesn’t land gently.

“Your legs are still working,” he points out, gesturing for emphasis at the way you’re standing straight without so much as a wobble. “That means I didn’t do my job right. Come back to bed, love.”

Your mouth goes dry at the insinuation. He’s already made you come three times—his job was extremely well done. The fact that he thinks he didn’t do well enough is a little offensive, in all honesty. No one’s ever made you feel the way he does.

But he gets like this on certain days. Needy to please you, to know that he takes good care of you. Needy to forget the day’s events and lose himself in pleasuring you.

Who are you to say no?

You let him guide you back against the pillows, the uncomfortable sticky sensation between your legs completely forgotten as his lips meet yours in a sloppy, languid kiss. He could pull you apart with only his mouth, and that’s exactly what he’s planning to do.

His lips are slow and soft as they make their way down your body—he’s not in any hurry. His only goal is to pull you apart, to work you up and over to new heights of euphoria.

You’re already sensitive when his mouth finds your heat and it makes you jolt. You can feel the way he smirks into your skin, proud of the effect he has on you.

“So sweet,” he moans before looking up at you sweetly, as if he’s not currently eating his spend out of your pussy.

You writhe with the movements of his tongue, the way he knows exactly where to lick and suck to drive you to the edge of ecstasy within a matter of seconds.

And then he slowly pushes a finger into your aching core, and it makes your legs shake. He notices immediately, of course, and the proud smirk that washes over his face tells you this is the intended effect.

“That’s my girl,” he coos, diving back in to lap at your folds again. “Close, arentcha?”

All you can do is nod and continue to buck your hips along to the rhythmic thrusts of his finger inside you, especially as he adds another one.

“That’s it,” he hums with a particular air of pride. “Take it just like that, so good for me.”

You don’t have time to warn him until it’s too late—until you’re already gushing and squirting over his fingers and onto the sheets, thoroughly soaking linen sheets that were already in need of a good wash.

He knows exactly how to read your body, and he pulls his fingers away just before it becomes too much, letting you take your time in coming down while he kisses and sucks marks on the tender flesh of your thighs.

“That’s my girl,” he whispers again once you’re mostly back in your body. “So good for me, love. Thank you.”

You don’t know why he’s thanking you when you’re the one who just came so hard your soul left your body, but you nod in response anyway.

He kisses your left cheek, then your right, then your lips. “Think you can stand, love? I’ll get fresh sheets.”

As it turns out, you can’t stand. You’re as wobbly as a newborn fawn and you end up having to sit on the floor while Michael changes the bed covers.

And like the cocky shit he is, he just grins at you before helping you up into the freshly-made bed.

“Mission accomplished, then?”

”Yeah,” you agree, still slightly breathless. “Yeah, I’d definitely say so.”

[sea-owl]

Spouses Omegaverse pack

Simon - Alpha and Pack Alpha

Kate - Alpha and second in command

Sophie - Beta

Penelope - Omega that people think is a Beta

Phillip - Alpha that people think is a Beta

Michael - Alpha with strong pheromones

Gareth - Beta

Lucy - Omega

Don't ask Simon how he became a pack alpha, he was perfectly fine just being a lone wolf and letting his bloodline die. He has no idea how he somehow gained seven (possibly more) others and somehow gained pack instincts. He did not ask for this! Now he knows why Anthony complained so much about his seven(+) hellions whose life missions are to stress him out.

Thank god for his bestie Kate who helps them keep their pack in line, at least when she's not busy growling at some lord who caused offense against their pack. He wished she stopped doing that. Even minor things she'll growl.

He and Kate both being alphas has also really helped when they're trying to wrangle their different pack memebers.

Then there's sweet reliable Sophie. The softer side to Kate's hard edge. On her own she might one of Simon's favorites. Her strong set of moral rules definitely keeps her in the top three. Her bestie on the other hand . . .

Michael deserves half a book from the stress he creates for Simon with his merry rake ways. Simon isn't even sure how they got Michael. He just randomly showed up one day after retiring from the military and never left. Despite that he is loyal to the pack and is always there for them if needed and vis versa.

Sophie being a beta isn't all that affected much with Michael's strong pheromones. Michael is grateful for that and he doesn't have to worry all that much about overwhelming Sophie should he accidentally slip on his control or forget to wear a perfume that helps dull his pheromones.

The other half of that stress book goes to Penelope. Usually a shy wallflower who loves writing, pray you never fall to her sharp tongue and observant eyes, nor ever see her bored. That's when she goes commit crimes and do shady business deals on the black market. He's seen her make a man cry with only a few words.

Penelope's best friend in the pack is Phillip. The pack jokes it's because Penelope is a wallflower and Phillip is a botanist that they get along so well. Simon does wonder if there is some truth to it though because Phillip rather be among the plants than around people. Michael calls Phillip a silent alpha. Well until you get him talking about plants.

Simon has watched Phillip fact check Penelope's stories when it comes to plants. Both claiming that that one poison scene must be accurate to what the berries do to the body. Also, Simon can make sure Penelope is okay when she goes commit crimes if Phillip is there with her. Them both being constantly mistaken for as betas instead of an alpha and omega respectively does help in this fact as well.

Then there is the babies of the pack, Gareth and Lucy. Actually now that Simon thinks about it this whole pack thing may have started when his godmother, Lady Danbury, threw her grandson Gareth at him and told him that he's Simon's responsibility now. Simon saw too much of himself in Gareth, a boy with a hunger and something to prove, he couldn't say no.

Then there's little Lucy, sweet Lucy who is always trying to make everyone happy. Simon and Kate are working on making her a little more selfish in that she'll thing for her happiness for a change.

[wordsmith30]

The more that I think about it, the more I realize that Ava’s character arc as the Warrior Nun actually regressed in season two.

Ultimately, Beatrice hits the nail on the head in their fight at the very beginning: Ava does whatever she wants, jumps headfirst into danger without thinking about the consequences, leads with her heart and emotions instead of her head.

Because of the intense pressure Ava puts on herself to be the Warrior Nun, she becomes dangerously self-sacrificing. In her desperation to not let the team down, she throws herself at every threat that appears (whether she needs to or not) and the team gets smoked with her. Afraid to lose her friends, she takes on the whole weight of the mission alone. In the end, she abandons them for a solo mission that nearly gets her killed.

One of the key lessons Beatrice tried to impart to her in season one was to trust her team. The Warrior Nun is not supposed to go at it alone or exist in isolation. She is a symbol, a representative of a collective unit. If only the Warrior Nun was needed, there would be no OCS. There would be no team.

Though the Warrior Nun is supposed to be their designated leader, that doesn’t necessarily mean that she is. In season one, Ava was a complete newbie with no background knowledge, experience, or training whatsoever. Despite her special status, her role was limited to one specific thing and it was the team’s job to protect her so that she could fulfill it. Everyone had their own part to play.

But Ava chafed against this system. She didn’t like the idea of other people fighting for her and wanted to do something, even though she wasn’t properly equipped. Beatrice and the others consistently had to tell her, “No. That’s not your job. You’re going to get yourself killed. Your responsibility is this and that’s all you need to worry about.”

Somewhere along the way, Ava forgets that. She gets roped in with Michael and Reya’s plan (a horrible, stupid plan that doesn’t even work!). She blames herself for everything that goes wrong and believes it’s her sole responsibility to protect the team – that she needs to take the biggest risks and make the ultimate sacrifice.

But the biggest difference between her and the OCS? They chose this. They signed up for this. They have trained for this. They’re prepared to lay down their lives for this, they know what’s at stake. And you need them!

Two seconds after Ava and Michael defect for their own plan, Michael is killed on the spot. Ava is left outnumbered and alone with no way to call for backup.

Meanwhile, one-woman-army Beatrice is slicing through every last one of Adriel’s men to find her. That’s the girl you left behind?

Enough with all this “I’m doing this to save you”. You need her to save you!

Every time Ava was in trouble this season, my reaction was either: “Yaas! Beatrice has arrived” or: “Shoot. Beatrice! Beatrice, help her!”

Beatrice has saved her a thousand times over and when the two of them are fighting side by side – protecting each other, leaning on each other, trusting each other, working together – they’re unstoppable.

After Ava falls fifty feet from a building, she tells Beatrice that “they can’t beat us [...] Not together.”

So why did you leave her? 😭

[curseofdelos]

So thinking about Will the morning of the battle of Camp Half-Blood and thinking he's going to die.

It's not just that he's part of the stealth mission to sabotage the Romans. It's that he's part of the stealth mission to sabotage the Romans AND he's head counselor of Apollo.

Two years earlier head counselor Lee died in the Battle of the Labyrinth.

One year after that head counselor Michael dies in the Battle of Manhattan.

Will is the third head counselor in three years, and he can't shake the feeling that maybe the Apollo cabin is cursed. War comes straight to Camp Half-Blood - first time since the Labyrinth, to the borders that were supposed to be impregnable - and he thinks he's definitely going to die.

He volunteers for the mission not just because he needs some fresh air after helping Mellie deliver Chuck, but because he figures if he's going to die anyway, he might as well face it head-on, get it over with quickly instead of spending the whole day in an agony of suspense.

So he goes along with Cecil and Lou Ellen, unsure if he's actually drawing strength from the bright sunshine or just thinking he is, breathing deeply, trying to remember every step, every movement, listening to his own heart beat, glad that at least he was able to see little Chuck into the world, new life before his own death, and if the way things are going are anything like the battle in Manhattan last year was quite a few other deaths as well. He turns back and stares at camp so long that Cecil has to remind him to hurry up. He wishes he'd left a message for Austin and Kayla, and hopes whichever one of them is the next head counselor has an easier adjustment than he did and has better luck than him.

And then the next morning finds him, to his own surprise, alive and well. Exhausted, run ragged from tending to the injured all day and night, maybe injured - but alive.

He's survived the battle. He's now been head counselor for longer than Michael was. If the Apollo cabin was cursed it's been broken. He almost feels like he's had a new lease on life.

Anyway. This was my random idea bouncing around in my head. (feel free to use it for whatever you want if you so desire)

Oh, and then a year later in tower of nero he starts thinking the same thing -

HELLO?????

God, when I was writing that cabin 7 fic, I didn't think about the fact that Will would be worried about his death beyond the battle of Manhattan (which is maybe silly of me considering the entire back half of that fic is about Will surviving when Lee and Michael didn't) but you are SO right. The possibility that he would follow in their footsteps and die young too would loom over him until he ages out of camp. Every big battle that happens, the question must be on his mind. Is this the one that takes me?

I don't know that Will would necessarily be convinced he was definitely going to die, but the thought that it could happen must have crossed his mind. Michael died a year after Lee, and the Battle of Gaia happened a year after that. The pattern paints an ugly picture, and it certainly doesn't bode well for him. Dead man walking.

(Also the idea he brought a life into the world the same night he thought he might die.............. I love a circle of life and death theme, it's gotta be said.)

Characters ageing past their dead siblings is something I think about a lot too. Nico is canonically older than Bianca was when she died. Will's been a counsellor longer than Michael, and depending on your headcanon for Lee, maybe him too. They're getting to live the life their siblings never got because they died so young, and that must be a tough thing to deal with. Survivor's guilt is a bitch 😔

Anyway love this anon thank you for this <3

[reasoningdaily]

2022 - Enterprise giant Oracle is facing a fresh privacy class action claim in the U.S.

The suit, which was filed Friday as a 66-page complaint in the Northern District of California, alleges the tech giant’s “worldwide surveillance machine” has amassed detailed dossiers on some five billion people, accusing the company and its adtech and advertising subsidiaries of violating the privacy of the majority of the people on Earth.

The suit has three class representatives: Dr Johnny Ryan, senior fellow of the Irish Council for Civil Liberties (ICCL); Michael Katz-Lacabe, director of research at The Center for Human Rights and Privacy; and Dr Jennifer Golbeck, a professor of computer science at the University of Maryland — who say they are “acting on behalf of worldwide Internet users who have been subject to Oracle’s privacy violations”.

The litigants are represented by the San Francisco-headquartered law firm, Lieff Cabraser, which they note has run significant privacy cases against Big Tech.

The key point here is there is no comprehensive federal privacy law in the U.S. — so the litigation is certainly facing a hostile environment to make a privacy case — hence the complaint references multiple federal, constitutional, tort and state laws, alleging violations of the Federal Electronic Communications Privacy Act, the Constitution of the State of California, the California Invasion of Privacy Act, as well as competition law, and the common law.

It remains to be seen whether this “patchwork” approach to a tricky legal environment will prevail — for an expert snap analysis of the complaint and some key challenges this whole thread is highly recommended. But the substance of the complaint hinges on allegations that Oracle collects vast amounts of data from unwitting Internet users, i.e. without their consent, and uses this surveillance intelligence to profile individuals, further enriching profiles via its data marketplace and threatening people’s privacy on a vast scale — including, per the allegations, by the use of proxies for sensitive data to circumvent privacy controls.

Commenting on the suit in a statement, Ryan said: “Oracle has violated the privacy of billions of people across the globe. This is a Fortune 500 company on a dangerous mission to track where every person in the world goes, and what they do. We are taking this action to stop Oracle’s surveillance machine.”

A spokesman for Oracle declined to comment on the litigation.

A couple of years ago the firm was facing class action suits, along with Salesforce, via a legal challenge to its tracking in Europe — which intended to focus on the legality of their consent to track web users, citing the region’s (contrastingly) comprehensive data protection/privacy laws.

However the European legal challenges, which were filed in the Netherlands and the U.K., have faced tough going — with a Dutch court ruling the suit inadmissible last year, because (per reports) it judged that the not-for-profit pursing the class action had failed to demonstrate it represented the alleged injured parties and so did not have legal standing. (Although earlier this year the organization behind the suit, the Privacy Collective, said it would appeal.)

The U.K. branch of the legal action, meanwhile, was stayed pending the outcome of an earlier class-action style privacy suit against Google — but last year the U.K. Supreme Court sided with the tech giant, blocking that representative action and dealing a blow to the prospects of other similar suits.

In the Lloyd v Google case, the court found that damage/loss must be suffered in order to claim compensation — and therefore that the need to prove damage/loss on an individual basis cannot be skipped — derailing the litigation’s push for a uniform “loss of control” of personal data for each member of the claimed representative class to stand in its stead.

The ruling was considered a hammer blow to opt-out class actions for privacy claims at the time — clearly throwing another spanner in the works of the Oracle-Salesforce class action’s ability to proceed in the U.K.

The challenges of litigating privacy class actions in Europe likely explain the push by digital rights experts to test similar claims in the U.S.

Oracle’s BlueKai tracks you across the web. That data spilled online

Oracle and Salesforce hit with GDPR class action lawsuits over cookie tracking consent

[nonbinary-beast]

I've been thinking about Knight Rider again these past few days, mainly a what-if regarding a crossover/AU between Knight Rider and the alien tech I've got going in the Computer Hell/Devil's Advocate AU/crossover.

Anyway, what if KITT got some of that alien tech. No apocalypse, no nuclear war- just Knight Rider as is, but during one mission, KITT and Michael encounter a strange UFO and it changes them for the rest of their lives.

How I figure it would go is this, while working on a case KITT picks up strange readings on his scanners; Michael thinks it might be related to their case (maybe it could be something along the lines of the toxic waste dump episode, bad guy of the week is doing stupid shit regarding dumping nuclear waste or doing some Incredibly Bad Thing that would give off all kinds of funky electronic readings). They investigate it, and find there's this odd craft sitting out in some remote area- maybe nearby where they are supposed to be working, so it makes sense to them to have a look. KITT attempts to connect with it, get an idea of what it is and what it is doing here, and to his surprise, it tries to connect with him in return. At first it seems to be completely wireless, over the air transmissions, until Michael notices filaments starting to appear in the air around KITT- coming from the craft.

In fact, they are directly connecting KITT to the craft. Michael tries to remove them as they become more numerous and thick, but unfortunately, he started too late; whether there are too many of them, or the thick ropes of what looks like some strange, flexible chrome are too tough to break- KITT is now hardwired to the craft. He cannot detach himself physically or electronically.

Meanwhile, KITT is too preoccupied with trying to communicate with the craft to notice what is happening. At first the alien craft cycles through languages, finding a common ground to establish a connection, then he's met with a torrent of information- star maps leading towards a portion of the galaxy that is as of the current era uncharted, system information and intentions of its visit, the breadth and depth of its expansive capabilities- everything. KITT in turn is assaulted with queries about his own systems. It's all he can manage to keep up with it's pace of transmission- the craft's hardware and software effortlessly outpacing his processors as they ping queries and answers off each other (admittedly, it is quite stimulating, a welcome challenge under any other circumstance), and his cooling fans spinning at their limit as he tries to process the barrage of information coming his way. All he knows is that as he pursues communicating with the craft, the world around him gets more and more faint, until he can barely hear Michael frantically trying to warn him about the lines that branched out to ensnare him. Then, the rushing rapid of data stills, trickling down to simple statements:

Subject deemed compatible for transfer.

Transmitting subject to vessel.

Suddenly he's gone. All of his files, his consciousness, is pulled from the vehicle. KITT goes dark, Michael's blood runs cold. His eyes dart from the trans-am to the strange craft sitting in the middle of the californian nowhere and he is struck with the urge to get onboard.

Something something Michael does a Michael thing, Michael manages to break into the space ship. Michael is met with an interior that looks like it was never meant to be operated by a crew, or it is so advanced he cannot tell whether he's looking at controls for the vessel or internal organs molded from chrome. He does however, notice the massive tube-like vat in the center, with a massive being covered in glossy black floating within; curled up, fetus-like, and it is rapidly developing right before his eyes.

The next thing KITT knows is that he is suddenly back online, his processes feel faster than they had been when he had been communicating with the vessel- before he had been lightning quick, now he felt like he was operating at the speed of light.

But, he's not out in the warm california evening, there is no dirt beneath his tires- he has no tires. He has... Limbs, hands, digits. His body is no longer a rigid frame of steel and MBS coated paneling- he can move more fluidly, but he does not feel vulnerable either. Around him it is warm, but wet- viscous as he shifts around, new limbs spasming in time with involuntary electronic pulses from his quickly developing systems.

Then, his visual sensors come back online, and he sees for himself where he had been spirited off to. Surrounded in a thick, reddish fluid, he can see the array of tubes sprouting from his middle (how strange, to have a middle, a belly) to reach down to the floor of the vessel he is suspended in. But as his eyes roam over the inside of its confines, he finds he is not alone- not in the vessel, but outside of it; beyond a large window out into what looked like... Well, KITT was not sure what it looked like. His surroundings beyond the vessel was at once metallic and organic- but he knew who was standing among the strangeness, the oddity of the entire dream-like circumstance.

Michael was staring at him through the window, his face was twisted in a mixture of confusion and concern. On impulse KITT reached out towards him, his hand resting on the viewport. His hand, that looked like some strange mix between insect chitin and plate armor, black and glossy.

His hand, that was large enough to grasp Michael's head like a grape. he tried to call out to him, but there was only a guttural, garbled cry through the viscous natal fluid. Michael stepped back.

KITT could sense, see data streaming between the craft and himself; they were still linked, as the rapid development and maturing of his new, strange form started to slow, and then stopped.

Transfer complete.

A harsh tone splits the air, and the tube-like vessel he had been floating in suddenly drained, then split open to eject him. He fell forward onto the floor of the ship, dripping with the remnants of the red fluid he had been floating in, splayed haphazardly where he fell, struggling to get to his feet. Struggling to speak.

Michael looks on in horror, uncertain as to what he is seeing. He thinks to run, but this thing grabs him. Its grip is like a vice, he struggles, beating on the armored plating, trying to wrestle himself free. All the while, the thing that fell out of the vat is making noise, loud, almost deafening.

"MIiiIIaaauuughh!"

"Miiiichhhaaaauuu!"

"Miichaauuull!"

He pauses for a moment, realization striking him like thunder. There is a familiarity to the sound of this entity. It's voice, as it grows clearer, it sounds like-

"KITT?"

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Light Angst (2) Masterlist

part one

Back In high school (we used to take it slow) (ao3) - heart_is_gonna_flatline michael/luke, calum/ashton N/R, 13k

Summary: Luke starts a new job as an English teacher in a high school, he meets Michael, the music teacher, and they start a musical project together. (Of course they fall in love along the way)

Band-Aid @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) ot4 E, 7k

Summary: Calum is having a bad day and wants to feel loved.

between all the gasping, i finally breathe (ao3) - bellawritess michael/luke T, 8k

Summary: Sick probably more accurately describes how Luke is going to feel after four in the morning at the beach in the middle of September. If it were anyone else, that would deter him. In fact, that would be his excuse. Love to go, but I'm afraid I'll catch cold.

But it's not anyone else. It's Michael. And the thing with Michael that Luke learned a long time ago is that you have to carve out moments with him and clench them in your fist or you'll find yourself fading from his life.

'cause im always tugging at your sleeve (ao3) - inanearlieround michael/luke G, 2k

Summary: Michael tries not to overthink.

domestic bliss (ao3) - sunshineash luke/ashton T, 8k

Summary: 5 times ashton irwin kicks luke hemmings out to sleep and 1 time he lets him stay

Fell In Love With a Boy at the Rock Show (ao3) - warmstableplace michael/calum, michael/ofc, luke/ashton M, 4k

Summary: Michael impulsively buys tickets to an emo festival in Las Vegas to meet up with a girl he's been talking to on Discord, but has no idea how he's gonna get there. Luckily, Calum has a car...

he was sunshine (i was midnight rain) - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) luke/ashton, michael/calum T, 5k

Summary: Luke and Ashton are roommates, which sounds perfectly fine, but Ashton is the biggest grump according to Luke. At least, only during the Christmas holidays. Luke makes it his mission to get Ashton to like Christmas by the end of the month.

i'm better than him (just saying) - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) michael/luke T, 3k

Summary: Luke's boyfriend is a total loser, and all of his friends keep telling him. Especially Michael, who's been in love with Luke for as long as he can remember. Michael's always there for Luke whenever his boyfriend treats him like garbage. But after a disastrous date, everything goes downhill, and Luke realizes that maybe Michael has been right this whole time.

in pieces (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum T, 4k

Summary: He needs to leave. Go somewhere, change the scenery. He doesn’t want to, because he’s a goddamn mess who shouldn’t be let loose in public. If anyone saw him in this state he’d dissolve, but he can’t stomach even trying to pretend he feels normal right now either. Paste on a pleasant smile and make polite small talk? He’d rather peel his fingernails off one at a time.

laser tag (ao3) - inanearlieround michael/luke N/R, 1k

Summary: Luke takes Michael somewhere else after an interview trying to figure out how to break through to him.

making the most of the night (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum E, 28k

Summary: “Cal! Have you met Luke?” Ashton has one arm around a tall blonde guy wearing a sheepish smile and a barely buttoned shirt, and he wraps his other around Calum, pulling him in close. “You should talk. You’ve got a lot in common. Shit exes, for example.”

Calum looks over this Luke person he apparently has a lot in common with, and he does seem a little familiar. Maybe Calum has met him before. But that doesn’t seem right either, because he thinks he’d remember meeting someone so…bright. Noticeable. Luke doesn’t exactly blend into a crowd. Calum’s not certain, though — he could’ve met Luke while he was super drunk or super tired or super distracted by his ex-boyfriend.

“Sure, yeah,” Calum agrees, dodging the question. “Luke, would you like to spend a fun evening talking about our shit exes and feeling sad about it?”

never one for winter (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum M, 20k

Summary: “Hey Cal, it’s Luke. Uh, so I’m actually coming home for Christmas. Kind of a last minute thing. I’m literally on a plane, about to take off but, um — are you gonna be around tonight? I thought maybe I could stop by. Let me know, and I’ll figure it out when I land.”

As soon as the plane lands, Luke flips off airplane mode and waits, shaking from the suspense, the stress, the everything that has been his life over the past few hours.

There’s a text from Calum. 

Calum: i’m around. And i’ve got tequila.

New - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) luke/ashton E, 10k

Summary: Luke doesn’t remember whose idea it was to chain him to the fucking ceiling but he’s decided he’s going to get their name and send them a goddamn fruit basket, because he has never seen Ashton look at him like this before, and he has that crew member to thank.

planted in my mind (ao3) - burstintocolor (anchormate) michael/luke T, 1k

Summary: Michael has had a stressful day of work. Luke wants to help.

or, boys are dumb and don't realise theyre already in love

slut me out (or keep me forever) (ao3) - riibread luke/ashton M, 4k

Summary: Ashton decides dating is not for him, enter Luke with a steel chair

the skies falling down (end of the world) @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) luke/ashton, michael/calum T, 4k

Summary: Luke is severely hurt, and Ashton is desperate to find something to heal his best friend. He’s on the brink of giving up when he meets Michael and Calum, who happen to be from a community that has medical supplies.

ups and downs @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) ot4 T, 8k

Summary: Ashton finds out he's pregnant in the middle of 5 Seconds Of Summer's North America tour. Telling his three boyfriends the news doesn't go as smoothly as he hoped it would.

what a ghostly scene @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) michael/calum, luke/ashton T, 4k

Summary: Michael, Luke and Ashton are paranormal investigators. They hunt ghosts for a living. There’s a house Michael has wanted to investigate ever since he was a little boy. Finally, the owner gives them permission to investigate it. Unfortunately, not everything goes to plan.

[rreskk]

I’ve made a deep analyse of Trevor’s character and how Steven Ogg portrays him.

The first thing we are introduced to when it comes to his demeanour is how feral he is, mentally and physically in appearance. The first mission he is in, we are able to see not even his most extreme behaviour. Rockstar has made a great job at presenting Trevor slowly throughout the gameplay, we get to know him more through dialogue and his impact on the story mode. We are introduced to a dirty looking drug addict who takes pleasure in killing, but we are slowly introduced to a weak man who hides under the influence of violence and drugs to fill the void of his self-hatred and misery.

Another thing I’ve noticed about him throughout the story mode, he is extremely loyal. Unlike Michael who’d refer Trevor as an ‘old friend’, we can see from Trevor’s side that he refers Michael as his ‘best friend’. I don’t know about you, but I really pity him at this stage. He’s really in favour of Michael and despite how fast and willing he is to kill people, he refrains himself by doing any physical harm to Michael, or any of his friends, no matter how much they can screw him up. Trevor is definitely undermined by Michael, almost mocked. It reminds me of high school friend groups where you have the clear leader (Michael) and the person who just follows you around and is the source of entertainment, but humiliatingly (Trevor).

This could link to how he was treated in the past. His mother was clearly abusive, mentally, towards him, and we can see the effects it has on the character more into the gameplay. Trevor is prone to gaining a strong attachment to certain people and things, and we know he has a deep fear of losing it. He even states it himself during a mission with Michael. I don’t know at the top of my head but it goes along the lines of: Michael: “What’s wrong with you?” Trevor: “Oh, some abandonment issues.” If you’d link this to the point I made before about his loyalty, he is too blinded by Michael’s lack of interest in him personally to walk away. Trevor is attached to Michael, and is obviously scared of losing him again after his ‘death’.

Although his mother was abusive, we can see his take on older women and his major interest in them. Patricia really pulled a great impression on him, like a motherly figure, that he confuses that with romantic love. Trevor craves female presence as it fills the void of having such an absent and broken mother. He is deeply offended if anyone mentions his mother, even if it’s a small detail in the subject. He is still wounded by his past and deals with it through older validation, drugs, and obvious anger issues.

If we look at how his father affected him emotionally, we can view this by how he perceives men. Any man in GTA, we can see Trevor treat them rather hideously. That could be dehumanisation, physical abuse, or mental abuse. Floyd is the best to explain this. While Floyd is rather sensitive and weak, Trevor picks on him constantly and he dominates other men to fill the void of his father who physically dominated and abused him. His unhealthy mechanisms grows in his criminality and he turns into a heavy drug user, serial killer, and thief.

Though Trevor mentioned he dropped out of school in his adolescence, he has advanced vocabulary and even stated by Wade that he is an expert in numbers. Although Trevor isn’t exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, he is intelligent enough to gather some advanced vocabulary that you couldn’t imagine an unstable man like him to think or produce such words. His heists all seem to be successful despite lack of planning and detail, and he incredibly observant. The first time he met Davey personally, he recognised him, even though Trevor never actually saw him before. His instinct told him that he met Davey before, being of course correct as Dave was the sniper who shot Brad, mistakenly, in the prologue. It’s clearly impossible for him to realise completely, but the intelligence he has to simply trust his instinct is impressive and mind blowing.

His desire and lust of sex and the need of sexual tension would suggest how unloved he was during his early life. It is common for people who had lack of motherly attention would grow in need of sexual pleasure, and would often find it in women, presumably older women. Trevor mentioned how he masturbates to relief his emotions, implying how isolated he is to be finding the need of touch every day. During moments where you can play Trevor and pick up prostitutes, when focussing on the activity, he’d end up moaning out love confessions and would sometimes go: “Oh, mother!”

I think Steven had done a fantastic job in portraying Trevor due to his detail in voice, gestures, and manic looks. Steven can produce such a strong tone of voice when yelling, making Trevor intimidating and mental. His effort in giving Trevor the signature gesture of his hands when explaining, presenting how unstable and feral he is, even when he’s talking normally. No one else could produce such a character and I’m thankful Steven created such a unique person.

In conclusion, he is literally a sad old man.

[funbusjean]

It's still hard to believe but also believable and expected that he is the holder of the first ever AMA Artist of the Century award. This man was so big, so influential, so amazing, so talented, broke so many records, won so many awards, being on par if not bigger than Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, Muhammad Ali, this man changed the entire world and how it does things in so many ways, tore apart what was left of racism and xenophobia from the inside of show business and entertainment as a whole when he was alive. The American Music Awards literally had to create a new award so huge in order for them to be able to hold a candle to him, the same goes for Guinness World Records creating a record that could very well be near impossible to break, giving him the record of the Most Successful Entertainer of All Time along with 38 other records that he currently holds. He will always live in our hearts and I will always try and continue his mission to spread love, peace, and happiness to everything in this world, and he is finally being given the respect he deserves for the disgusting Leaving Neverland false documentary has been removed completely from HBOMax and will no longer be available to view, Michael Jackson forever... we love you.

[avatarskywalker78]

It's (belated) Six Sentence Sunday and I have stuff written!!! Mainly snippets as I'm taking a mutuals advice to have a snippets folder - it gets scenes out of my head and prevents my WIP list growing even further and this week I've been writing ones for Thunderbirds and Agent Carter. Firstly from my Thunderbirds one, this scene taking place a few months before International Rescue start business, and five months after Gordon's hydrofoil accident - and Sheridan and Tia have made an impromptu trip to the Island.

"Heya, John."

"Sheridan." His long arms hugged her in return. "Not that I'm not glad to see you, but what are you doing here?"

"You did say I could come anytime," she reminded him, "and I finally managed to get some leave so Tia and I decided to pay a visit."

"Tia's here too?" Scott asked in surprise. "I thought she didn't like flying."

"She doesn't, but...well, I know we visited the hospital sometimes but it's been a while and we've both been worried, so these are extenuating circumstances." Her eyes flicked to John. "How is he, by the way?"

"He's getting there - it's not one of his better days, but he'll be mighty glad to see you two."

Next one is from my Agent Carter snippet - I've been writing the opening scene from Michael's POV, as he goes to send the letters to Kathy in an attempt to stop his employers from doing something terrible.

None of this was supposed to happen. When he’d first agreed to join them he’d truly believed it was necessary, that it was for the greater good, that it was a dangerous set of missions but key to winning the war. One of many such plans, and Michael had gone along with it – the Nazis would stop at nothing, so neither could they, and though he’d known it would break Peggy’s heart…he’d believed there was no other way, much as he hated the fact that she’d think him dead when their last conversation had gone so poorly.

He'd been a fool. Almost as foolish as when he’d referred to the SOE as a ‘life of adventure’- as though it hadn’t been one of the most dangerous careers in the war, but for this situation he ought to have known better than to think they’d let him go after the war had ended. They’d faked his death convincingly enough – at least, made the circumstances so that even the presumption of being dead would be enough…

Which meant he’d been effectively trapped, stuck in an organisation prepared to do anything to achieve their goals…no matter how warped those goals got.

Needless to say he's really backed into a corner here.

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