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tarjapearce · 2 years ago

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Quite The Unexpected (Pt. 10)

PAIRINGS: Aiden Pearce x Fem! Reader

WARNINGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE, IMPLICIT SEX, SEXUAL LANGUAGE, VOYEURISM, ILLEGAL ACTIVITIES, DRUG ABUSE, STALKING, FORCED SEX LABOR, FRAUD.

"They're not bongos, you know?"

You spoke in between giggles as Erik rested his hands on your butt, all while your waist section rested on his lap and you scrolled through your phone. The image was in a high definition and it played in the background. Aiden coded and just listened.

Ever since he put the hidden cameras in your apartment he had witnessed many things, mostly by accident. He paid attention, listened and watched whenever there was a conversation or either you or Erik were on the phone to see if there was anything he could investigate further. He lost track of his stalking after the fourteenth day.

He had seen you working out in the livingroom. Fallen asleep on the couch, watching movies with Erik, you talking on the phone with Julia and Rita and just chilling. He learned a couple things and quirks from you.

You were a hugger in your sleep, enjoyed cuddling, walked with socks on inside your home, loved head and foot massages despite being ticklish on the feet, and mostly of the time your days at home were spent bra less. He also started noticing a pattern whenever you felt 'in the mood'. You often initiated with soft kisses and bitings, Erik just played along. You were a bad dancer though.

Speak for yourself.

Your appetite varied depending also on your mood. You'd sometimes eat a whole box of chicken wings on your own through the day, and other times with a hot cup of tea was enough through hours. Your shower time was 15 minutes, you liked cooking and sometimes baking, Erik always helping you around. The only thing he frowned you upon was you sharing his personal banana bread recipe with him.

He accidentally had seen you both and Erik getting frisky on the livingroom, in the hallway before getting into your home, and some other places he was thankful for not putting cameras on. He was uncomfortable enough by hearing you having sex with Erik whenever the chance presented itself, wich was often.

She likes... exercising, I guess.

It was a awkward for him to know the sounds of your intimate life, and that he had seen a lineart raccoon tattoo underneath your left perky breast and other meaningless details, like you tucking your feet inside whatever blanket you had on.

There are limits, Pearce.

But besides that awkward detail, he gathered alot more information from Erik. Like, he worked as an accountant at Brewster Logistics and also temporarily at Linden Co., a shipping company outside Wisconsin. He sometimes was required at Linden's to supervise that everything was in order with the accounting balances, to check the finantial state of the business, meaning, he'd travel for weeks.

Erik Worked everyday, with free weekends as well, sometimes though on busy seasons he was out for work. The longest he had been out was a month, but that was before he met you.

That would explain why I didn't see him when following (Name).

"I've heard that if you apply a philipino technique, you can make them bigger." "Eh?" "Not that you need it, though. I've got plenty on both hands." "I'm thinking to show you a new set of things I just bought, In green." "Have I told you how sexy those tattoos of yours are?"

I dread the day she finds out about these cameras.

You giggled and sat up properly. "Yeah, yeah, you just want to get in ny pants." "Are you reading my mind?" "vous êtes vraiment énervant*"

Eric grunted upon hearing the french and pulled you to him, smothering your face with flutter kisses while you playfully tried to fend him off.

"I don't know what you just said but that was hot." Aiden rolled his eyes at his words and scoffed.

“I just literally said you were so annoying��

Erik kissed you and then without warning he lifted and threw you over his shoulder, spanking your butt in the way as you squealed. "Let's go." You were histerics in laughter. Aiden however just sighed and turned off the connection.

Nothing substantial. I'll check in two hours.

Another thing that he had learned from you is that your stamina had changed alot. Everything was a pattern to him, even your lasting time in sex.

You couldn't keep it up with her.

He scoffed in mild amusement.

She's the one that wouldn't keep it up.

Of course he could, he was athletic built, but before his mind wandered into that unexplored and kind of forbidden territory, he cleared his throat as a new folder showed up in his monitor. He clicked and analyzed all the data in, revealing a new information about the people he was investigating. The client's list had been upgraded and to his not suprise, a few american politicians were in.

Time to act.

----- His investigation so far had identified four members that played huge roles in the Bratva's organization. If he could remember, they wore track and sporty suits, but as time went on, of course they'd change. They were and dressed more sophysticated.

They looked ridiculous before.

Chuckling, he hacked the cameras from the private building nearby a bistro and begun searching. According to the data he extracted from other files, there was a hacking team, an accountant, and many others he decided to look up later.

If he was honest, when he heard that Erik was an accountant and the Bratva had an accountant, he tried to link Erik to any sort of criminal activity but he found nothing but a couple of unpaid parking tickets.

I don't trust you, Dudnik.

Did he actually trust someone? Not really. Everyone hid their secrets, but so far the dirtiest secret he could find on people was either mild law offenses or irrelevant things he could use against. His frustration begun to rise upon often finding dead ends.

The camera pointed to various people, Security employees, receptionist, other random employees and finally his target. The accountant.

Garin, Alekzei Age: 32 Occupation: Certified Public Accountant Income: $600,000 Active in white supremacist blogs.

Alekzei was scrawny, tall and wore glasses. He looked like the stereotypical nerd guy that none would suspect, but for Aiden, there was always something more that met the eye.

This guy earned the Bratva millions last year and the money kept flooding. Still does.

He zoomed the video and narrowed his eyes to see if there was any sort of details in the computer the man was using. So far, he worked on financial balances, then a woman came in with more files and handed them over to him.

He gathered as much information as he could, and then went back to check the security employees inside. So far, he had counted 10. Four in the first floor, two in the second one, and other four where Alekzei was, the top floor. All of them strategically scattered around.

Five people in total. Wish this was quicker, but I need to be careful if I want to get them by surprise.

He mused internally and walked away before anyone inside the location could spot him. He'd go to pawn shops later to buy things he might need when the manhunt starts. However an all too familiar someone came towards him, both surprised and happy-looking.

"Aiden? Hi!"

Fuck.

"Lilly." He gave her a soft smile to greet and she touched the side of his arm softly.

"I didn't know you had returned." "Yeah, uhm, work demands me off city sometimes." "Well, glad you’re back. It's so good to see you again!" She beamed and he was now at lost on what to do. Lilly could notice the silence, so of course her nature prevented from having an awkward moment. Naturally she kept talking, although, unsure of how to approach Aiden.

“I bet (Name) would be glad to see you” . There was silence from his part, and again she broke the dying conversation.

"Uhm does (Name) knows you're here?" "Yeah..." he cleared his throat and put his hands inside his trenchcoat's pockets, "She knows."

"For that tone I can take my guess you both are still at odds." "What?" "I mean, I'm sorry for bringing this up. Eh, you see, after meeting you at Rita’s BBQ, and a coupe of days, I think, later, I gave my phone number to (Name) so she could give it to you." "She did." "Oh... Ok." Awkwardly, Lilly braced herself and chuckled softly.

"Yeah, uhm just wanted to make sure. I kinda put (Name) in an awkward position for that. Sorry."

"It's alright. I apologize for not giving any sort of... response." "You're not obligated to, you know? I just wanted to get to know you a bit more. I mean, still want to."

Her doe-like eyes stared at him briefly and then looked away

"If you're up for it, that is. Don't want to make you feel pressured or anything."

"Ok, what about eh, a drink? Would you like to get something to drink?"

Aiden swallowed upon his own words. It's been a while, to not say years since he got on dates or any sort of interaction with women. It became a nuisance after a while, and his line of work allowed little to none of that.

"It's an apology. For not giving you any sort of reply and getting you in trouble with (Name)."

Lilly beamed and nodded in between chuckles.

"Alright. Friday at 9?" "Or it could be right now. I have some time."

He swore he could see the flush of her face to increase and a twinkle in her eyes. He still got it, but it always made him feel out of character whenever doing something that wasn't work related. Dates specially. They were not his forte, but none of the women he used to hook up with had a complain.

Still got the charm.

Aiden didn't think too highly of himself when it came to physical looks. But he took pride on his skills like no other. Lilly walked next to him, smiling and eager. He on the other side was planning ahead and seizing the chance to see if he could get any information about the recent events in Eau Claire.

There was a bar a few blocks away and soon the both reached the place and ordered some drinks.

"So, when did you return?" "A couple of days ago actually"

More like a month or so.

"Ah, I see. Did you have fun outside the city?"

You have no idea.

"Not that much actually. Just work. I'm a tech consultant-" "Oh? At Blume?" "Not at all. Private company." "Your own private company?" "Yeah." "Quite impressive." She clinked her cup against his whiskey glass. "Cheers to your success" "Thanks."

A sip. A brief glance on eachother and of course a smirk.

"So, how things have been?" Aiden mused as he gave a quick glance to the place. A couple of cameras set up around the place but nothing interesting popping out in the whole scenery.

"Well, work is exhausting as usual, but good. I mean, I might have to apologize to (Name) for giving her a bit of trouble. I mean, (Name) has changed alot." "Really?" "Yeah. There was a time where she was... quite shagged looking. It was bad. Everyone was worried on her. She uh... looked really bad, restless and even her attitude changed. We got reprimanded at work since she kinda got all hostile, but, I shouldn't have pushed her buttons too much."

"You tell me." He downed the whiskey and got another one.

"I know it's not my business but... are you still friends? Cause, I wouldn't want to make it more awkward."

"It's alright. We uh... are not as close as before that's for sure. But... no. We're not that much friends anymore."

Her eyes widened slightly and nodded. He on the other side was kind of contradicted by his emotions. Happy because it was less people for him to deal directly with. And odd since you were the only person outside his work that kept his mind off the plaguing and consistent intrusive thoughts.

Well, maybe not the only one, work also kept him busy. As he kept on talking with Lilly he found out many things, like the police visiting them at the hospital, a new woman's body found, Blume's inaugurating a new place in Eau Claire and of course more things about you.

Aiden sensed that Lilly spilled that much information about you to see what kind of reaction she got from him.

"Do you like tattoos?" "I don't mind them, honestly. Used to have a... team mate that was covered in them. She worked effectively." "I see." "It was (Name)'s elder sister." "Oh, I forgot that about (Name). I mean, she's great at work, but I think those tattoos of her make some patients and people uncomfortable. Some patients have asked for someone else to attend them. But, mostly, sure, are fine by it. I personally find them a bit tacky."

Lilly asked for another cocktail and Aiden chuckled.

"It's a way to honor her sister. She was a tattoo artist before working with me."

Lilly sipped the drink faster and looked away.

Just say you don’t like her that much already.

"Oh, cool. Are you in a hurry?" "Not really." "Want to go to the shooting range? Have a small practice? We've got new guns." "Let's go." ----------------

He didn't know how things ended up scalating so quickly. Lily rested her head on his naked chest and smirked, proudly.

"That was amazing." "Thanks." He smiled at her. "I noticed you quite tense. So..." "So?" His fingers traced on her bare shoulder gently "If you keep being tense, this could be a good outlet."

He smirked.

"I'll keep it in mind."

Lilly kissed his chest and caressed his face gently. He felt less uptight, more relaxed even, but his phone buzzed, reminding him of what he truly came here for.

"Though, gotta be honest..." "I know... I know. You don't want to get involved any further."

His eyes asked her the how and Lilly smiled.

"I'm not... looking for a relationship" He sat up and reached for his phone, scrolling down through briefly.

"Neither do I, Aiden. Just wanted some fun actually. All I'm saying is that if you ever get too stressed out, I'm a call away." She also sat against her bed's headboard, revealing her naked torso and then pulled out a cigarrette from the nighstand next to her and begun smoking it.

He stood and begun picking up his clothes.

"Bathroom's on the left door." Lilly blew out the smoke and giggled, "Nice ass by the way" Aiden just chuckled again at her compliment.

"Good workout." He mumbled and Lilly grinned.

"Thanks, I guess." She watched The Fox going to her bathroom, and a couple of minutes later, he came out, skin and hair damp. He could feel Lilly's eyes on him.

"You better change quickly before I lock up that door and start round three."

He dressed up, and his phone buzzed again. Now he was in a hurry.

"Thanks for... You know." Aiden straightened his trench coat and put his phone on his pockets. "Anytime." Lilly waved her goodbyes with a relaxed smile and he was out the door.

Shit.

He exhaled, processing everything that had just occured and walked back to his apartment.

That was not supposed to happen, Pearce.

His mind started to berate itself. He wasn't here for pleasure, there was alot to do and so far he had identified five people out of thirteen. As much as his body seemed to give in, he rather focus on something else at the moment.

Stop thinking with your dick and call T-Bone.

T-Bone. Of course. It felt like an epifany in the post-nut clarity.

T-Bone would help him, maybe not right away since he always got something to do or hack. And Jordi. He wasn't that sure about him but he could try and get him in as well.

If the pay is good enough, he'll be in.

Dialing the number, the phone rang two times before T-Bone's voice came through the other side.

"Hey, Aiden! How is it going?"

The Fox could hear some machinery working on the background.

"Are you busy?" "Depends. Whatcha got for me?"

He looked around and strode towards a more spot in a nearby alleyway.

"Oh nothing but a small hunting I am setting up." "Ooh... Interesting." The machinery stopped echoing. "Is it Blume related?" "Far from that. Gang members. But, not simple gang members." "Viceroys?" "Bratva."

T-Bone gave a low whistle.

"Ta ta... I don't know, Aiden. Blume is one thing, but Russian mafia is in a completely different level of crazy shit I've hunted." "They have a hacking team and I've got no doubts they have access to the CToS here in Wisconsin." there was a small pause along a rustling.

"Alright. Say no more. Let's screw them." "Not so fast, T." "Ooh we're using code names now?"

The both chuckled. "We gotta identify them first. The files I've got just gives me the intel of their criminal structure. The hierarchy. But not punctual data of mostly of them." "How many guys you've found?" "So far, five out of thirteen." "Thirteen? Seems like a small group." "It is. But these thirteen ones manage to do really bad things and make millions every month while the government looks the other way."

"You think they're connected?" "Most likely. Found a couple of american politicians in the client's list." "I'm in. I was finishing creating something that you might like. And I kinda feel like screwing up some people, so yeah." "Alright. I'll send you the files as soon as I get at my place." "Ok, pal. I'll call you later."

Now Jordi.

He dialed the fixer's number as he walked back home. The number rang three times before the annoying voice came through.

"Hello." "Want to help me out?" "Bye."

Jordi hung up and Aiden rolled his eyes. He dialed again and of course, Jordi picked up again, mirth in his tone.

"It's a paid job, dipshit." "Now we're talking. What is it?" "The info you gave me." "Ahh... that. Yeah, not my cup of tea, but money is in the way. What am I supposed to do?" "Try and find more information about these guys." "Do you have names?" "I still have to identify some, but you could start with some politicians."

"Ooh, I love screwing those. My fees are the usual, will expect the transfer soon. Let me know when you're done so I can start. I don't guarantee a quick work though. I still have some jobs around. And I might need to move to Wisconsin. "

"Alright, got it. Will send the names later." "Thankyoubyebye."

Jordi hung up, leaving a confused Aiden.

Team is set. Time to work. ----

Tuesday's mid shift was always a slow one, you were cleaning some recently used beds with Julia helping you out. Wich you were glad. It mean working, but a bit more of fun.

"How dare he?" "Keep it down, Jules." "Just... Ugh! He's so bold and really not thoughtful." "It is what it is. He just came to my home and expected everything would be the same." You begun going through the new patients' charts and records.

"Why is it so hard for some men to accept a no for an answer?" "I don't know, (Name). Wait... Erik met him? "Yeah. I mean, they didn't greet, just eyed eachother. Then Erik closed the door and saw me kinda crying." "Geez..." "Yeah... then asked me what was wrong and he kinda figured it out. Erik was so ready to kick his ass, but I stopped him." "Oh my god!" Julia squealed softly and shook you a bit excited.

"That feels like a whole dream. Two men over you. " "Oh no no. Far from that. It was a nightmare actually. And... he hasn't changed at all. So... screw him. And it's not like that at all, like, not even remotely close to that sort of thing with Aiden."

"How you guys met?" "He and my sister came to my house one day. Clara brought Aiden with her to help him out in some stuffs I don't remember quite well, but yeah. That. Then the abusive ex incident happened and he started to be a bit more protective on me. I really appreciated that, then I moved here and we reunited again. Mere coincidence by the way. And then the bbq thing, and then he just acted stupid. Broke a promise. It was a big deal for me, but as you may know... when it comes to emotions, it's never important for him."

"Maybe he's not good dealing with them? Still, not an excuse to just dismiss your feelings like that." "Ugh, talking about him puts me on edge." "You gotta give him some credit though. Despite knowing he isn't welcome, he still went on to talk to you." "True, but meh. I've got a date tonight." "Oohh, same! Sam will take me to the movies and then to dinner." "Sounds lovely." "Oh! By the way, don't forget to apply your contraceptives next week." "Ah, true. Thanks for reminding me. Alright, this section is clean for the new transfering patients. Imma go get the new charts for the doctor's visit and then head to the lab to pick up the results Michael needs."

"Ok, see you later."

You were about to head on to the east wing of the floor when Lilly approached.

Now what?

"Hey, (Name). Uh, are you in rush hour?" "Hey, and not really. Why? "Can you spare me some minutes of your time to talk?" "Uh... sure?" "Great. Uhm... It's kinda uncomfortable for me but, I kinda bumped into Aiden yesterday." "Oh, I see. And...?" "Uh well, we talked, about lots of things and well, he said you both weren't that much of friends anymore." "That's correct, yeah. Uhm... why are we discussing this?" "I know it's not my business and I'm sorry for being a jerk for it months ago and probably making you uncomfortable now, but I just wanted to make sure things weren't awkward for either of you both."

You laughed briefly.

"Ok? Why would it be awkward? I mean, we don't talk anymore, sure. But we're not sworn enemies or something like that." "Oh... good. I mean, eh, we hooked up yesterday, it was amazing, but I just wanted to make sure everything was in order between us all."

You just stared at her with a "So?" look. It seemed she was eager to get any sort of reaction from you to that information, but failed.

Hooked up? With Aiden? That's so weird.

"Okay? Look... I'm glad you finally got what you wanted from him, but Aiden’s sex life or his life in general is not my business, nor care to be honest. That said, Have you seen Darlene? She has the new charts for the new patients, gotta get them before they all and the doctors arrive."

"Uhm, right. Sorry. She's on the labs." "Thank you." You gave her gentle smile and left before she could speak any further.

I don't know him that much, but even I know this is kind of out of his character. Always so reckless. What are you up to, Aiden?

You went to the labs and found what you wanted. You put the charts on their place and awaited for the results at the lab, to finally go to Michael with them. You got a small break and went to get yourself a bottle of iced tea to keep the sugar flooding till the end of your shift.

It went smoothly and soon Julia caught up with you. Her driver was out of reach tonight so you offered her a ride home.

"Thanks for this, (Name)" "It's alright. Can't let you go out on a particular taxi. Besides, your home is in my route actually." "Ooh cool. So... what did you and Lilly talked about?" "Geez, gossips surely do fly at the hospital." "Hehehe, sorry. Just couldn't help it. Besides, Rita saw you and she also wanted to know." "Then, I think we should call her and tell her. It's kinda juicy."

Julia squealed and you just giggled. "More like... embarrassing actually."

Rita's number was already being dialed and soon she replied. "Hello, (Name)" "She has how do you say it, chismecito*?" Julia chided as she butchered the word. "Chismecito? Oh girl, spill it." "You're so loud." You mumbled in between a bashful laugh.

"Alright! Alright! Silence. Shit... alright." You cleared your throat. "The reason she came to me was to simply brag about the fact she hooked up with Aiden." "Shut the hell up!" Julia gasped and so did Rita.

"Oh my goodness. She really went for it." "Yeah, well, good for her. But seriously it was so awkward. She came to me with this super polite mode, wich you guys know she uses whenever asking for something or giving big news." "What did she tell you?" Rita spoke

"Well, she told me she had bumped into him yesterday. And that they talked. Wich I know for sure that they went to drink something. And then she was like 'He told me that you weren't that much of friends anymore' so I told her it was true, and then she was 'good, cause I didn't want to make it awkward for the both' like... why on earth would it be awkward for someone to have a sex life?"

Julia laughed almost histerically. "Man, Lilly is so shady. She just wanted to get a reaction from you."

"I know. That's why I basicaly told her that I didn't care. Wich is true. I just hope he was smart enough to use protection. Wouldn't be surprised if she had already fantasized about having Aiden's baby"

"That's a scary thought. But you did good, (Name)" "I know. Just was super weird of her to drop it like nothing." "How she described it?" Julia's eagerness felt refreshing and it almost made you laugh.

"Julia, please." "C'mon! Tell us!" "She was all 'we, eh, hooked up yesterday. It was amazing." Like... okay? Good for you. Shut up and let me work."

"My goodness. This feels so weird." "Ah,you tell me. I don't know what's going on, but even I know that's out of Aiden's character."

"Ah, c'mon mija. Even the thoughest and serious men need some to go through. Maybe has been under alot of stress, so naturally he would be looking for an outlet."

"And what a better way to do so with a willing woman that has had the hots for him since they met!" "You guys are worse than the FBI." "We just like to observe people, (Name)" "Right. Anyways, gotta hang up now, I'm dropping Julia home."

"Okay. See you on thursday." "Bye bye, Rita." "You just made my day." Julia spoke as she readied to get out the car.

"Glad to hear." You chuckled and soon said your goodbyes and went back to your home. There was no Erik to welcome you home this time since he also got work to do. Busy seasons would begin soon, so of course you'd make the most out of your time with him and seize every chance to be with him.

But right now, you just gave yourself a relaxing bath, got on cozy pajamas and went to sleep, unaware of the so ever watching cameras.

-----

"Hey, Aiden. I think you might want to take a look at this." The file delayed a couple of seconds to arrive to his inbox and T-Bone spoke again through the phone.

"I kinda dissected the hacking team and these guys, if we're not careful, could pull a Defalt on us."

Aiden narrowed his eyes upon that comment.

"I'll create a backup and send it to a decryption cloud."

"Good. Good. Man, where did you get all of this? This is a gold mine." "Contacts of mines." "Right. Well, the more reason to be careful with this information. In the wrong hands-" "I know. That's why you're the only one that has seen it so far." "I feel flattered. But seriously, have you thought that this could be a good trade if you ever get caught?" "None of that is gonna happen. Have you identified someone else?"

"Yeah. Got two more names. Apparently the hacking team is just four people. But they know their business." "So do we." "Damn right. Ok, we've got a dude called Mihail Videnko."

Another relative?

"And another dude called Alex Orlov. This one is in charge of scorting the women to their clients." "Ok. What does Videnko does?" "He's the third at charge when 'the Boss' isn't around." "Any information on the boss?" "Not really. He's just described as the boss. Why?" "I still haven't gotten any sort of ID out of him." "Sounds like he wants to remain hidden." "Not for long. I'll find him." "I must ask you, though, what made you get involved in this? Cause these people don't fuck around, Aiden." "Loose ends that got away back at San Francisco." "Oh shit. All of this came from that investigation you did months ago?" "Correct." "Amigo, sorry to sound like a pussy here, but why don't you leave this to Interpol or the CIA? Cause some of them, for not say mostly have a crime report and are wanted men back in their countries." "I can't do that. People count on me." "People? Alright. Is your family safe?" "Yeah. They're far away from this mess." "Cool. That's good. Anyone else you might think that could be affected from this?"

Silence. He swallowed thickly but understood that if he wanted to keep T-Bone on his side, honesty was important.

Just like in Chicago

"Aiden?" "Yeah. Uh... remember Clara?" "Yeah? Wait... is she alive? Wait no. Stupid answer. You saw her die. But what about her?" "She has a sister."

Now T-Bone went silent. "For real?" "Yeah. Uh... it's kinda complicated." "You got her pregnant?!" Aiden was about to protest but sighed upon hearing Kenney laughing.

"Just fucking with you. But, seriously, what about her?" "She is a protected witness and was key for the arrest of this druglord called Kyrill Vasyliev." "And?" "Long story short, Kyrill was tied to the Bratva. (Name) helped to get him in jail. These guys went after her but killed a woman that resembled alot of her. The FBI gave her a new identity and they still do routinary check ups." "So you fear they will find out about her?" "Yes."

"That's quite noble of you, pal." "But, shit happened and well, she hates me."

Kenney sighed dramaticly.

"Good with machines and being a Vigilante but terrible with women. You broke her heart or something?" "Kind of." "Kind of?! Yeah, no wonder why she hates you. Women are more attuned with their emotions than we do. Dismissing what they feel is a big deal for them." "Lesson learned."

T-Bone laughed. "See? You gotta work in your social skills with women. Who knows, maybe one day she can get you out of trouble. Or any other, to be honest." "What are you? Dr. Phil?" "Haha, good to see you still have some humor in you. But no. It's just my experience with them. And trust me. The least you wanna do is to have a scorned women hating yout guts."

----

"(Name)! Need you on ER. Now!"

Upon arriving, you couldn't help but stop in your tracks when you saw the man being held down by a male nurse.

"C'mon though guy, we're just trying to help you!" The man looked deranged, he sweated profusely, his eyes were wide open, and his restlessness was now an issue since your coworker tried to apply some serum and a bit of sedative to work better.

As you tried to approach him, he pushed the other nurse away, making him to knock over the utensils' table and pounced on the nearest person. You.

It happened all so quickly that you barely had a response to his actions. The man had grabbed you by the neck and slammed you against the wall, to then attack you with his fists. You felt a big slap and then a bursting pain in your left eye.

Panic rose as the man squeezed your neck tightly, tears flooded your eyes as you tried to scream, but his fingernails dug in your skin, earning a loud yelp. You tried to scratch off his face and ��soon, another group of nurses held him down and sedated him.

Your legs gave in and you coughed as your hands reached for the neck. Rita rushed to you, wich you just held on tightly and cried.

"It's ok, mija. It's over. C'mon. Let's get you patched up. Michael, send in Darlene with a first aid kit at the east wing, now! Also get me some Xanax and restrain him."

Your hands shook and Rita took you out to a different room.

"Fuck that guy. Seriously. Your eye is swelling." The cornea of your left eye was bloodshot, the impact of that man's fist hit you right and square on the eye. It stung and it made your eyelid to twich whenever Rita tried to wash and desinfect it. There was a small cut in the base of your eye due the friction of the man's knuckles against your skin.

You hissed in pain when she dabbed an alcohol soaked cotton on your neck wounds.

"You're going home. No argue, alright?" You just nodded and swallowed the Xanax.

"You sure you can drive? "I've got 30 minutes before it kicks in. So I better go now." "Do you want me to call Erik?" "No no. Not right now. He's in a meeting and it's quite important. I'll let him know. He's going home anyways."

"You sure you can drive? I can drive you home and then you can tell Erik to pick up your car here. You're quite riled up."

"No, no. Look. I can handle it. I just gotta go now." "You will let me know as soon as you get home okay?"

Giving a final nod you took your things and went home. You kinda dreaded sometimes these sort of things as a nurse. Sadly it was all part of your job. It was a price to pay for the good earning you received.

Something happened at work. I need you.

You pressed send. The first thing you did was to remove your uniform, carefully. And then get an ice patch and laid down on the couch after letting Rita know you were home. You could feel your body buzzing as the xanax kicked in, drowsiness taking over you. You were practically slipping in and out of sleepyness, finally you heard the doorknob turning.

"(Name)? I'm home." Erik spoke as he removed his coat and stopped upon watching your silhouette slouched on the couch.

"(Name)?" Erik's heart nearly sunk when he saw you. "Good lord, what happened to you love?" He carefully cupped your face and gently examinated you. Anger and worry splattered all over his face. He just held you as you sobbed softly while curling on his chest.

"It's ok baby girl. I'm here." He whispered to your ear and caressed your head softly.

"Wanna talk about what happened?" "It was a patient. It all happened so fast. He was... high on meth. I was called to stabilize him as another nurse held him down. He got violent out of nowhere and atta- attacked me."

He kissed your forehead. And rubbed your lower back.

"And now I'm a complete mess and... I just want to lay down but I can't cause my eye hurts so badly and I'm drugged. And I feel scared. But I know that it's a risk and part of my job." You sobbed as you held the iced patch on your eye.

"Let's lay down. I'll take care of you. Want me to prepare you something hot to drink?" "No, Erik. I just wanna lay down. Please." "Alright. C'mon." ----- Aiden couldn't believe his eyes. A new wave of anger hit him as the video recording played. It kind of reminded him that time where he saved you from Mason.

It happened exactly with her ex. She must've feel like it was him all over again. Fuck. Gotta hurry to catch these bastards.

For some reason he felt useless. And the more he watched you being taken care of by Erik and reading that text message you send over to him, the more the feeling increased. But as quick as it came the feeling; it left. Of course he was helping you. In ways that you might not know yet. But he was making sure you were safe.

He had a team, after all.

Just gotta hurry. Then, I'll be a ghost again. ------------

Hope you have liked it! Loved writting this chapter c:

#aiden pearce #Aiden pearce x female reader #watchdogs fanfiction

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mr007pennyworth · 3 years ago

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Alfred vs Alfie - Headcanon

Headcanon based on thread with @an-oc-to-rp-with

Alfred: Cool, Calm, Collected, Handy, Well Dressed, Smart, Sarcastic, Proper gentleman, Witty, Dominant even.

Alfred is an all in one package when it comes to needing something. He’s a pillar of the family and widely beloved. But even the seemingly thick shelled ex-marine can have his bad days.

On rare occasions, Alfred’s mental health....cracks, for lack of better word. A few times a month Alfred gets left alone for a day or two,nothing serious he keeps himself occupied.

But every so often these periods are extended and leave Alfred feeling...lost.

Back in NY before Bruce was born, Alfred, was nowhere to be seen. Instead someone who was nicknamed Alfie, existed. Thomas watched for six years,he watched Alfred swallow the pills and do as he was told, locked up in a veterans care home, suffering from severe PTSD, Major Depression, Morphine Addiction and more recently diagnosed by Dr Thompkins, borderline personality disorder.

The problem was, he was feed, washed, medicated and left alone for hours on end again. This long period of more or less social neglect and the systematic abuse that Thomas caused, by labeling him as aggressive and unstable to keep him on lithium and Schizophrenia medications, ment a line between Alfred’s comfort zones was carved. Alfred was recovered when he was brought into to play Butler for the Waynes, and continued to recover as Bruce was born and grew up through pitfall of drug relapses. Alfie, on rare occasion of severe stress reared his head and was the main reason for theses relapses in Alfred’’s addiction to morphine.

Alfie, is Alfred’s unstable side. Many related his behavior to that of Bi-polar, but Alfie wasn’t manic nor depressed, he was simply, stuck.

After three full days of no physical social interaction, such as meeting for coffee or having someone to play father too, Alfred would get anxious.

Cue, the ‘reason why Alfred goes everywhere with me’ quote from Bruce.

Bruce took Timothy and Damian all the way Canada one fateful March. Jason and Steph were out of town. Richard was currently also on holiday with his girlfriend.

Barbara, had gone away to her family friends up north.

Alfred, had stayed at the manor a for a full eight days alone.

The first, three were calm, cleaning, reading and so forth...by day four, Bruce forgot to call him. Alfred was losing track of the family text chat on his phone and began to ignore it. With having no-one to fuss over, he began to run out of things to do, shopping was done, cleaning over with and doubled...he’d read all his books and brought three new ones. He had no gardening to do either.

Day five, Alfred woke up and everything was wrong. It was too warm, everything was too quiet, he couldn’t stop thinking someone was in the house a following him, had started scratching himself till he bled and he was in too much pain .

By the morning of day six, Bruce got a phone call from Leslie. “Alfred’s in A&E, where the fuck are you all?” The maid had found him passed out shirtless on the kitchen floor drugged out of his head.

Que the mad rush of Jason, Steph and Richard trying to get back into Gotham before each other, and Timothy storming out of a meeting demanding plane tickets for the next available flight home because fuck this shit my grandfather needs me.

Alfred can’t handle being alone and god help him he hates the fact that as soon as the anxiety about his family creep up his spine he starts to lose his sanity a little, reason he required a private nurse. Cue, Grace Williams.

For years after the incident, Bruce insisted Alfred got a carer. Mostly so that someone would be able to be there when the family went out.

Alfred insisted he was fine. Alfie, went and found himself someone to rely on.

Grace continues to monitor Alfred everyday, morning, afternoon and night, checks his medication and genuinely just keeps him company. But Alfie, still pops up.

Some days, when Bruce hasn’t been around alot, and the kids are flighty, Alfred gets quiet, he goes thoughtful and he stops...working. He stops knowing what to do. Forgets to eat...forgets how to do something he always does like shaving or putting on socks.

He more or less goes from being the adult to requiring one. Someone who reminds him what he should be doing, tells him no there isn’t someone in the empty hall that he keeps looking back at, no its not his jumper that making him itchy, someone who takes him for a walk, talks to him and keeps him calm and most of all just accepts that you just have to let this pass, shouting, snapping or getting angry will make his behaviour worse.

Once he finds a focal point, such as one of the kid coming home and needing him to make dinner or occupies him with talk or something to do with his hands, he’ll phase back to himself, and Alfred will take over once more.

Alfred is all white smile, smartly dressed, in control and the caregiver.

Alfie, is all blank stares, usually can’t keep his shirt on, highly nervous of loud noise and needs someone but fears nobody cares.

Alfred is very much an iceberg, you’ll only ever know him when you’ve gained his trust.

#mr007pennyworth #Throwaway Headcanons #an-oc-to-rp-with #Alfred Vs Alfie mode #tw: mental health #[ooc: this is a bit scratchy but its the rough idea of the background around alfred we laid out for a verse with grace]

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jafreitag · 3 years ago

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Grateful Dead Monthly: Gaelic Park – New York, NY 8/26/71

Fifty years ago today, on Thursday, August 26, 1971, the Grateful Dead played a concert at Gaelic Park in New York City.

Gaelic Park is located at West 240th Street and Broadway, five miles north and east of Yankee Stadium, in the Bronx. In 1926, the Gaelic Athletic Association purchased it to host the Gaelic Games. What are Gaelic Games? I’m a sliver Irish (just learned that a few years ago from a cousin who did some DNA stuff), but I didn’t know about such games until I asked the Google machine. Here you go, from the Wiki:

“Gaelic games (Irish: Cluichí Gaelacha) are sports played in Ireland under the auspices of the Gaelic Athletic Association (GAA). They include Gaelic football, hurling, Gaelic handball and rounders. Women’s versions of hurling and football are also played: camogie, organised by the Camogie Association of Ireland, and ladies’ Gaelic football, organised by the Ladies’ Gaelic Football Association. While women’s versions are not organised by the GAA (with the exception of handball, where men’s and women’s handball competitions are both organised by the GAA Handball organisation), they are closely associated with it.”

Some to unpack there. What’s Gaelic football? It’s basically rugby. (The rules are probably way different, but this is a music blog, so don’t judge.) And hurling? Rugby with a small ball and sticks that look like sporty pizza paddles. (Again, don’t judge.) Gaelic handball? Racquetball, except you use your hands and you’re outside, not in some bougie health club from the ’80s. Finally, rounders? It’s actually alot like baseball. Pretty cool.

Why were the Dead there? A 9/2/71 piece in the Village Voice by Carman Moore, now archived on the Grateful Dead Sources blog, said that Gotham promoter Howard Stein, a Bill Graham competitor who booked the Dead to play at the Cap Theater in Port Chester, NY and the Academy of Music in NYC, had turned ��the drab little Riverdale soccer field … into a summer rock mini-festival.” (Check out the poster above.) Moore’s writing has an early-70s sizzle, and he refers to his colleague, now-legendary rock scribe Robert Christgau. Here’s an excerpt:

“Last week’s Grateful Dead concert up at Gaelic Park was a usual Dead session, meaning that the band-to-fan-to-band electro-chemical process for which rock music is famed was on like high mass at Easter. Although I think I know most of the time what they are doing musically (Christgau will like this notion); I don’t quite understand them electro-chemically. Like the New York Knicks of two seasons ago, they can do excellent things together though they are not a group of deathless superstars. Garcia gets his songs across, but he can’t sing, and Bob Weir’s voice rises to about average…maybe better when he gets to screaming and the music sweeps him along. I still find it difficult to recognize the Dead songs that aren’t “Truckin'” or “St. Stephen” one from the other. I am not one of their fans, but seem to be one of their admirers. Their music speaks in a special language to their live listeners, and that language has the vocabulary of everybody else, but a convoluted syntax all its own. The note sequences are not completely dependent upon musical factors but are also dictated by how involved the band feels and also upon what kind of heat the audience is giving off. I’m trying to get to some essences of this thing.

The drama of a Dead concert revolves around the fact that wherever the band plays they know that a certain number (several tons) of their partisans will be there and that their crowd knows the Dead potential to excite them, but they also know that the Dead may not get into gear until the crowd begins to apply some heat, and so forth. Both parties also know that the concert will be long enough and informal enough for anything to happen on either side of the footlights, and so audiences improvise (smoke, go to the hot dog stand, kiss and snuggle, cheer, dance, listen like star-struck fools) just like their musician friends on stage (who play light and funny for awhile, retire backstage awhile, stand around, or get lost in a piece and turn on the heavy jets). Like good lovers, the Grateful Dead know the secrets of good foreplay, taking your time, surprising the partner for awhile, and then just reacting for a spell.”

The timing of the show seems odd. The band was on the East Coast in July, but began August back in Cali – LA, SD, Berkeley – before a three-night run at Chicago’s historic Auditorium Theater. Then they trekked back to NYC. Our resident Deaditor ECM explains that aspect: “This show was supposed to be played the day before the Yale Bowl concert on July 30, but some issues with the equipment trucks and/or weather prevented it from happening from the scheduled date. There are a few stories on the web about people who didn’t get the message (no twitter back then!) and dropped some acid only to show up to an empty stadium. Haha!”

Moore said that the show reminded him of “a high school stadium I used to know – low stands, unfulfilled infield grass, mud holes here and there, beer sold at one end in some quantity.” He continued:

“The formal shape of the concert was a general crescendo, light at the beginning and heavy-groovy at the end – not a shooting-star, call-the-law finale, just a heightened physical-emotional climate…the goods delivered as promised…sort of like good preaching in a church known to be a happy place. I did not enjoy their country-westernish opening tunes; maybe they didn’t either, because the pieces were awfully short. But by the three-quarter mark they had involved themselves, the crowd, and me too.

First they got the rhythm engaged and finally, courtesy of Jerry Garcia’s lead and interplays with Lesh and Weir, they went into the soloing and jamming which are the real magic music territory of this band. Much is made of the Dead soloists, but it became clear to me by last Thursday that bassist Phil Lesh plus those two drummers create the atmosphere that makes the Dead thing possible. The drummers were exceptionally understated, but Lesh kept bopping and thrumming away, heavily at all times, until his patterns were consistently getting the other players off. In the middle of “St. Stephen” there was a special coming together: Lesh had found a nice ambiguous but compelling set of licks; Garcia eased into a solo; Weir strummed a cross-time lick over all of it; it built; it quieted; Garcia started to play strange classical kind of lines; the drums dropped out; the audience got quiet; nothing at all could be predicted for a minute or so; then Lesh began to grope his way out with two chords and rhythms which began to regularize; audience began to jump and then to clap; guitars began to straighten out; the band came home to the cheers of the fans. Good music-making. The listener goes home without a little tune to whistle, but he hears music. As if they were finishing off some personal solos based over the last riffs heard, the fans went out of Gaelic Park without a thousand encores and without a lot of fuss on the streets outside.

It’s all very interesting, surprising, and I guess mystifying as before. All I know is that the Dead, or their fans, or the combination of both lure you into planning to return when they’re all assembled and back in town again.”

Apparently, there was some grief about bootlegs at this show. The GD Sources blog has a post that archives a 10/6/71 piece by the excellently-handled Basho Katzenjammer (Basho, the 17th Century Japanese haiku master; Katzenjammer, the German word for hangover) that gripes about an army of 200# “muscle freaks” at the direction of tour manager Sam Cutler liberating a handful of tapes from 100# weakling Johnny Lee. It’s a truly fun read. An excerpt:

“The biggest piece of shit spewing from Cutler’s mouth is about the reasons the Dead have for being so pissed off: they don’t like the quality (remember Garcia’s line in “I Got No Chance of Losin”? He says, “I’m only in it for the gold.” Yeah, music has a way of being more honest than the artist intends it to be at times…) The “quality”? Anyone who has bought a bootleg recently will know and agree that the bootleg stereo album called “Grateful Dead” is one of the best underground products yet. The tape was taken from a concert the group did at Winterland, on the coast a few months back. Yeah, Garcia fucks up a bit on “Casey Jones,” and Pigpen’s ego may have been deflated a bit by his voice coming over poorly on “Good Loving” but that was a concert. You do a concert and you stand by your performance, good or bad. That’s show business.

This effete artistic bullshit doesn’t matter anyway … When you’re out to get all the money you can out of your gigs, like the Dead seem to be (like all the groups seem to be) you might be accused of being a bit piggish; when you use strong-arm shit to insure that you get every last penny that you deserve — by making Amerikan standards — you are a Pig. Jerry Garcia, is that you?

Nobody buys that anti-bootleg shit about the artistic integrity of the artist in saying what goes out. One, you stand by your performance; two, even if you don’t want to, Jerry, somewhat, and say “all your private property is fair game for your brothers (especially when they sell records of concerts that don’t compete with coming releases) and your brother (who’s gonna continue to dig you as we live off your comets we’re gonna keep ripping you off because it is possible. As simple as that.” If you and Cutler and Stein continue your shit, though, we’ll just have to sing the song the same old way, you guys being put in the position of being the same old reactionary establishment that we’re all ripping off. It’s all around. You break your back playing gigs for ten years and suddenly success is staring you in the face. Bread: lots and lots of bread. You turn your back on your poor, ripping ’em off roots and start to tighten up. You’re in the biggest rip-off industry around, but no one cares as long as they’re having fun.

Money. That’s the whole story, isn’t it? If these were other times, in another land under a different set of rules maybe you could justifiably complain about the people who want to give your recorded performances out free because you didn’t screen them and pick out the sections you didn’t like and do them over for the cat, ’cause no one charges for their music, and because the means of production belong to the people, and they can turn out all the good sounds they can, and you have a natural right to screen all releases. But we’re here. Now. You guys are making millions — or soon will be. Money is power, especially as the concept of money is crumbling nation-wide and power freaks like Stein are cornering the market on it. The channels that the green-power the Dead bring in travel aren’t the healthiest for the generations of revolution to come. Stein is one of these hopeful images of a freak with a chance to change things positively gone sour, who uses all his power to consolidate his power; who’ll go to any extremes to insure the natural expansion of that power. Fuck him. Fuck you.”

Speak, Basho! Quaint that the beef about bootlegs back then was sound quality, rather than copyright. Stuff got figured out at some point, I think. Like when Bobby shut down the LMA, lmao.

Ed featured part of this show in the 2016 edition of his epcot 31 Days of Dead project. Here are his listening notes, which are typically spot-on (and better than than the not-quite-on-the-bus commentary from Mr. Moore):

“Less than three weeks after Pigpen’s definitive performance of Hard To Handle at the Hollywood Palladium (8/6/71), the Grateful Dead play the final date of their summer tour in 1971 at Gaelic Park in the Bronx. It will be Pig’s last show until December and the last time the band will ever perform in their original quintet configuration of Jerry, Phil, Pig, Billy and Bobby. By September, Keith will be rehearsing with the band to assume a full-time role on the keys. Perhaps anticipating his absence, Pigpen leads the band through 6 of his songs including the rarely-played Empty Pages and the last Hard To Handle. It is also one of the last performances of Saint Stephen, until the band revived it in 1976 with a major facelift, never to be played the same way again. When you consider these historical milestones along with the departure of Mickey Hart and the closings of the legendary Fillmore East and West earlier in the year it makes you realize that this concert carried a little more weight than anyone could have ever foreseen at the time. It truly was the end of a chapter in the life of the Grateful Dead. As you listen to each song you can’t help but feel a certain degree of nostalgia.

For me, the hidden gem of the show is the outstanding version of Uncle Johns Band. Jerry’s first guitar solo is an absolute joy to hear. His notes sing with irresistible melody and happy sunshine which perfectly capture the nostalgia of those carefree early years. If you listen closely you can hear Pigpen playing the wood claves.”

Speaking of Pig, this show features the second and final performance of Empty Pages. The NYS Music blog, which has a nice write-up of this show, describes it as a McKernan original that “pairs his traditional crooning style with a slow blues jam that’s nicely peppered with fiery guitar licks from Garcia. It’s a true rarity and a shame that the band wouldn’t be able to further develop this one.”

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I feel like this was a try-hard post. It might be tl;dr, idk. Here’s the true goodness…

Transport to the Charlie Miller remaster of the soundboard recording HERE.

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brookefm-a · 4 years ago

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( twenty one , cis woman , she/her ) ✉ ― hey babes, have you met BROOKE MORENO. they’re vacationing here, a few villas down from where you’re staying. you might hear COCAINE MODEL BY ZHU playing from their villa, it’s their favourite song. yes, they hear that they look like ISABELLE MATHERS alot, actually - it’s really uncanny. their friends back home in MANHATTAN, NY say that if they were on a tv show, their trope would be THE STEPFORD SNARKER , how funny is that? ✎ ley , nineteen , she/her , est.

hi besties !! it’s ley here with this extremely chaotic & unhinged intro ! it’s truly an absolute disaster even after i spent an hour trying to make it better :)) anyways , i’ve decided to drop venice ( rip to real one ) bc i’ve just really lost muse & i’ve been so busy recently that i can’t handle two muses !! this is obviously a repost ( with a few very minor updates ) so feel free to completely ignore this .... but if you don’t , proceed with caution bc this is a mess.

𝐈 . 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 :

FULL NAME : brooklyn paige guiliana moreno . NICKNAMES : just brooke .... her childhood nickname was peanut but call her that and you will receive a christian louboutin heel to the crotch . AGE : twenty - one . DATE OF BIRTH : august 4th . ASTROLOGY SIGN : leo . GENDER : cis woman . SEXUAL ORIENTATION : bisexual . PRONOUNS : she / her / hers . OCCUPATION : socialite , model , influencer . HOMETOWN : manhattan , new york . EYE COLOR : green . HAIR : brunette , naturally wavy but she straightens or curls it every day. MOTHER : nadia moreno . FATHER : lorenzo moreno . SIBLINGS : caleb moreno . POSITIVE TRAITS : gregarious , freewheeling , intuitive , altruistic , vehement . NEGATIVE TRAITS : irascible , temerarious , capricious , covetous , flighty . AESTHETICS : hearts drawn on fogged glass , a golden ring on every finger , sunlight beaming through the curtains in the early morning , ruination spilling from cherry stained lips , lipstick stains on old vanity mirrors , sundays spent entangled within egyptian cotton sheets , overflowing glasses of bubbly , heels clicking against a marble floor , a honey toned voice spewing harsh words , cheeks stained a shade of natural peach , tanned skin against white sheets . CHARACTER INSP : idk what it is w me and always picking my childhood icons as inspo.... anyways , brooke is mainly based off of alex russo & paris hilton with maybe a dash of brooke davis & blair waldorf .

click here to take a lil trip to her pinterest !!

𝐈𝐈 . 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 :

tw : revenge porn ( leaking of nudes ) , stalking , ptsd & anxiety.

on august fourth , 1999 , brooklyn paige guiliana moreno was born to nadia & lorenzo moreno . she was their second born child , the baby of the family with an older brother by two years. born in milano , italy , but they moved to manhattan before she turned one , so she has no memory of it. as a child , brooke did everything her parents asked of her. she was people pleaser , and she thrived off the attention and validation. one day after seeing toddlers & tiaras on tv , brooke begged her parents to let her do pageants. and she very quickly moved up from just beauty pageants , into the real world of fashion and modeling. she loved the glitz and glam of it , and the way people would praise her for it. by the time she was 18 and finally able to focus full time on modeling , she was one of the top high fashion models in the world.

brooke met her first boyfriend her junior year of high school , and she fell head over heels for him. in hindsight , she knows it was more puppy love than real true love , but back then she had been so blinded by her feelings for him that she thought it would truly be something that could last. they were together for all of high school , until one party right after they graduated. they were playing spin the bottle ( bc ofc they were ) and brooke ended up having to kiss his best friend. she thought it had all been fun and games , but apparently , he was infuriated by what happened , and they got in a fight and broke up the next day. after their break up , he leaked her nudes to the media for a pretty large check to ‘ get back at her ’. thankfully , he was too much of an idiot to do it anonymously , and it was quickly found out that he was the leak. he was stripped of his college scholarships for football and expelled from princeton before his freshman year of college had even begun.

unfortunately , brooke’s troubles didn’t end there. that same summer , her two closest friends turned on her as well. they sold lies about her to the media , twisting the story to put the blame on brooke , claiming that she had cheated on her boyfriend by sleeping with his best friend. they were also always giving tips to the paparazzi about her location. and there was one paparazzi that at first , always seemed to linger in the background whenever she was out in public. she would spot him out of the corner of her eye , but she’d hadn’t really though much about it until he started following her to first apartment ( she had been so excited to finally have a place all to herself , and was crushed when it was tainted ). the first time he did it , he just sat outside on the street , watching her enter the building but not going any further than that. things escalated very , very quickly from there. it seemed that every time she would leave the building , he would be there , snapping photos , taking videos & hounding her with incredibly personal questions. one night , she had arrived home from a photo shoot , wanting nothing more than to just do her skincare and pass out in bed. there had been nothing off as she had entered her apartment , nothing that could have set off an alarm in her head. but as soon as she entered her room , she found the man that had been harassing her for weeks , looking through her things just hoping to find a story he could sell to the media. she was able to get a restraining order on him after that , but since he hadn’t physically harmed her , no criminal charges stuck.

she’d felt violated and betrayed , and so , so scared that she was no longer able to live alone. she gets really uncomfortable in large crowds or when she’s alone late at night , because she’s terrified that one day he’ll show back up. for a few months , brooke refused to go therapy because she was insistent that the events had no effect on her , even though it was obvious that she had. she wasn’t sleeping at night ( and still struggles with insomnia to this day ), she was barely leaving the house unless it was for work , and she had pushed away all of her friends. she finally agreed to go after after she had passed out from exhaustion in the middle of a photo shoot, and she’s improved a lot since then , but she does still have some lasting ptsd and anxiety. she also has a really hard time truly trusting people now , because she’s always scared she’ll let someone in just for them to sell out all her secrets.

𝐈𝐈𝐈 . 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 :

she can kinda be a tough nut to crack , but underneath the hardcore closed of exterior , she has a very bubbly personality , is very free spirited , she has no filter , and she’s extremely animated . she also cannot stay still for more than 5 minutes. literally the energizer bunny personified

okay .... she is lowkey a huge attention whore. there’s really has no excuse why she is either she just ... sucks lmao. but she really just thrives off of having all eyes on her , and has a naturally alluring energy. also has a major tendency to stir drama , even if it’s unintentional. she’s the type to be like “ i’m not a fan of drama i’ll just stay out of it ” but then is always the FIRST to ask for all the tea whenever shit goes down

she’s also very much a serial dater. in her pea brain attention = love so she’ll flock to wherever she gets that. she likes the validation of relationships but hates the commitment , so pretty much all of her relationships end before they ever really start. it’s something the media has caught onto , and she’s criticized quite a lot for it.

she does a pretty good job at hiding her ptsd , but please just .... don’t sneak up on her or surprise her bc she will freak out ( nd then either get irrationally angry or completely shut down bc she doesn’t know how else to handle these emotions lol )

she is a hardcore adrenaline junkie , she does so much shit just for the thrill. for her eighteenth birthday , she went cliff diving in mexico , then for her twenty first , unlike most ppl who just go to a club & get drunk , she went sky diving. she just holds a lot of emotion in , so anything that will release all of that or make her feel anything other than the things she’s avoiding are very much welcomed.

brooke once sent nasa a 6 page persuasive essay trying to convince them to send her to space. included in said essay were multiple images of herself because “ i’m a star and i should be documented as such ” unfortunately for her , they never responded :(

she would not be caught dead looking unpresentable .... she’ll do a full face of make up even if she’s waking up at 4am. and don’t even bother to ask her to go out after she’s done her skin care routine .... there’s no chance

god complex but sometimes it takes the day off & she’ll be insecure as fuck. honestly the conceitedness is pretty much just a defense mechanism to hide how much she actually hates herself lmao very “ i feel like i’m the worst so i act like i’m the best ”

#villasintro

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rj019 · 4 years ago

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The characters don't belong to me. All credits to Marvel or Disney or Stan Lee idk.

So this is my first ever Tumblr Post (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+

Hope you guys will like it.. I'm new to this & I might make some mistakes so I hope you guys can understand and help me throughout my journey (◍•ᴗ•◍)

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Title : Genius, YouTuber, Artist, Musician and Spider-Man

Fandom : MCU

Pairing : Starker(tony stark x peter parker)

Rating : Mature (NSFW, Sexual Content)

Prompt : Social Media

Summary :

Tony started crushing on a guy who is 5 years younger than him... And You all know who that is 😉 one and only Peter Parker.

And Peter has a very famous Youtube channel since he was 6. But he always wears mask in his videos to hide his face. He often mentions his crush on Tony Stark since he was 12 in his videos.

" CHAPTER - 0 "

The notes below are for the things that happened till Peter is 20 from when I'll actually start the story. I didn't wanted to get it all mixed up. So I wrote these so you guys can understand the AU better and how everything came to be and not get confused. It explains everything about Pete's social media, everyone's ages and which part of MCU is included and which is not, and the changes in the whole storyline. So these are must read it if you want to read the actual chapters. (☆▽☆)

Notes :

Tony is 25 year old in this and Pete is 20 and they're both certified geniuses. And they are both Bisexual.

Tony's perants are alive. Pete's uncle Ben is also alive.

Howard is a good parent and husband in this fic and he himself is a Bi so congrats!! No homophobia 🤗

Howard made Tony CEO of the company when he was 22 and only took semi retirement and only went to company once in a while to keep an eye on things. Tony graduated from MIT when he was 17 and then he started helping with company 😀

So Avengers and S. H. I. E. L. D. does exist in this AU but sheild isn't publicly known nor does anyone knows Avengers' real identity that includes Tony's😉 but that was just until New York battle.

Howard and Maria obviously knew about Tony being Iron Man. Tony told them after he came from Afghanistan and created the armor. There was no way to keep it hidden from them. Like all the parents they were reluctant to accept it as it will endanger his life but the accepted it at last.

Tony was kidnapped when he was 19 and when he went to Afganistan for his first ever deal without his father. And bla bla happened and he became Ironman and then he told his father about the Arc reactor tech and told him that there are many other things that can get their company to it's peak and asked him to stop the weapon business and Howard aslo thought about it cause after all he almost lost his one and only son (told ya he is good parent it this one) and then you know what happened 🙃

Howard is alive so no Obadiah Stane.. So no IM 1 events after he came from Afghanistan happened. They hid the fact that tony has arc reactor in his chest though. And world only knew that Iron Man is getting help from SI because of the arc reactor technology in the armor but they could never expect that it's Tony Stark himself. ( yeah yeah I know not very convincing but bear with it cause its a fiction right😅)

Papper, Rhodey and Tony are best friends from childhood cause their parents are friends. So he tell them about IM too. Papper works with him at SI as secretary for few years but when Tony turns 24, He suggest his father to make her CEO and he will be working and providing for Techs and important business deals. And Howard knows his son very well and that doing office stuff ain't getting to Tony plus his IM activities. And Papper was already doing more than half of his paper and meeting work so he makes Papper CEO. And yep Papper and Tony did try relationship but it just didn't clicked so they are still friends and no awkward feelings.

From IM 2, he did get palladium poisoning but he hid it from his family and friends. He did parties and drinking (but without the armor ofcourse) and Rhodey got really angry at his behaviour and recklessness and told him that he will beat him up with his own armour. And then Nat and Fury came and all that injection stuff.. after that he told his father about it and they worked together and made the new element and saved him. After that he apologized to everyone and told the truth and even made Rhodey War Machine suit and Rhodey helped him with it at Expo. Race incident doesn't happen. But Vanko still tried to get revenge by helping Hammer. So Stark expo incident still happened with drones only, not the War Machine armour.

I'll say IM 3 doesn't happen cause we don't have that much time you know fitting all IM parts and then 2 avangers part just within 6 years is impossible 😅

So after that NY invasion happened and Avangers got formed. People didn't know who they atually were just their alter egos and that also not everyone. People were really shocked and afraid after the battle so the government decided to make shield publicly known. Not all the information but just lil bit parts here and there to ensure everyone that there were people and organisation who were ready for something big like this. But it was still not enough to make people safe.

So then Avengers decided that they'll reveal their identities so people will know that there is a group of people who are there and capable enough to save them from something like this and it worked. They did got positive response. But it was uproar it the world. And they had to deal with media and fans. When the world got to know about Tony Stark being Iron Man, SI's PR department was in chaos.

All Avengers are around 24 to 30 except for Wanda and Pietro. They are 21. But they got into team after Ultron and yep Pietro survived.

Events of Captain America and CA : Winter Soldier did happen except for Bucky killing Tony's perants part. And they are both 30. Clint doesn't have secret wife and children (sorry Laura and kids) cause he is 25. Nat is 24. Papper and Rhodes are 27. Thor looks like 28 but is 1500 as we all know. Loki looks like he is 26 and yepp he was mind controlled by Chitauri but he was at Asgard during Age Of Ultron. Sam is 23. Scott is 25 and he is divorced and has a daughter. He is in relationship. Hope is 24. Bruce is 29. (These are their ages at the starting of the 1st chapter, from when I'll actually start writing the story.)

In NY invasion only original 6 were included in Avengers Initiative and after that they lived together too, at the Stark tower which was turned into Avengers Tower. Later Shield recruited others and they trained and did mission together but didn't live with the original 6.

Then Age Of Ultron happened and Vision Wanda and Pietro also joined. At that time they decided to move to the compound Tony built for them in upstate so everyone can live there.

And time period between these all events is smaller than in movies cause you now 6 years time period ain't that long to fit 'em all.

No CW or IW or Endgame happened.

Mary & Richard unfortunately had to die in plane crash 😅 when Pete was 5 so his uncle and aunt looked after him from then.

When Peter was struggling to recover from his parents death, May got an idea to help him *tada* a youtube channel to distract him because she knew Pete liked to watch things on YT. Pete was a genius and he was great at art too and he is an obvious cinnamon roll so she knew it will be a success and Pete will be distracted too. But she didn't want her nephew's face all over the internet if he gets popular and then can't have normal life so she helped him make his videos with him wearing a mask. So here's where Pete's YouTube journey started 🤭

Peter being an adorable and telented and a genius he is, he got famous on YT over the years and got millions of subscribers and views. He even made accounts on other social medias like Insta and Twitter stuff releted to his YT when he was 12 and it was success too he posted his art and photography their. ( His art and videos do contain his fanboying stuff and crushing on Tony Stark🤭)

And yes Pete is Spider-Man. He became SM when he was 13. Same radioactive spider at oscorp stuff but without Ben dying.

Ben has his own business which is good enough to have stable and cozy life with his wife and nephew. May is house wife and she likes to do volenteer work oftenly. They have two story house with a garden and a backyard. Nither too big nor too small.

Ben has always taught Pete about responsibility and righteousness. (With great powers comes great responsibilities.) So when Peter got his powers he decided to help people by being Spider-Man and looking out for little guy. After sometime he told Ben and May about it and they were at first hesitant but then they got over it and were proud of him and supported him.

After a year, it was getting too much at the same time... being at school, managing social media and YT channel, being Spider-Man and all.

Ben and May wanted him to have normal life so even if he was a genius and could graduate early, they still wanted him to complete high school and make friends. But let's be genuine nothing in life is gonna be normal so he told them about his plan to graduate early from both school and college. And he loved his YT and social media cause it helped him so he didn't wanted to stop that and to stop being SM is out of the picture. Ben and May understood him so they allowed him.

He took this opportunity to tell his only 2 and closest friends Ned and MJ about him being SM. He trusts them alot and they didn't disappoint him and even helped him with keeping his secret identity.

So he graduated from high school early, got full scholarship to MIT.

He was fifteen when he saw Iron Man first. He and Ned became fans but Tony was still his idol and his crush. He also started making fanarts about Iron Man on his account. He liked Dr.Banner's work too. He was only 20 when he wrote his thesis about gamma radiation and his books are awesome and he has 7 PhDs by the age of 25.

Peter earned a good amount from his YT channel and he still had money his perants left so he made one of the vacant room in the house his lab after he became SM and he makes videos in his lab after that about his inventions and experiments but ofcourse nothing regarding SM. He and Ned even made a cool SM suit with AI which they named Karen. (The one from the Homecoming) He got his AI inspiration from his Idol's AI called JARVIS. (Tony made JARVIS when he was at MIT and then used him for the company and his lab and he gave an interview about it. That's how Pete knows about it. Tony used Friday for his suits and IM releted activities after he became IM but then after AOU he used Friday for everything.)

Pete's YouTube videos are about everything and anything he loves to do since he was young. When he was young it was about his lil childish science experiments with help of Ben (ofcourse till he could it on his own) or his art or baking and cooking stuff with May and all but they all always wore the different different matching masks while making videos. When he became friends with Ned and MJ, he asked them to be there too. As he got older he started showing his genius brain cells in his experiments and invention. Same goes for his art, it started getting more and more detailed and he also got interested in composing music and songs and he eurned more followers. He even made his accounts unhackable so no one try to find out who he is after he became SM. He had so many happy moments with his family and friends while making his videos, that is why he kept his YT and accounts.

Shield doesn't know who the Spider-Man is. Pete found out about them cause he sensed someone (agents) following him during one of his patrols when he was 14. So he and Ned looked into it and his mind was blown when he found the organisation and all government behind it.

He wanted to know why they were after him cause he only helped people. So they hacked into Shield. He found out that they wanted to recruit him for something called Avangers Initiative and there he saw some other people's and superheroes' information too. (He didn't look into it because he knew that if he didn't anyone want to know his identity, they must not too and he had no right. ) But he knew it was not a good idea to join it cause then he will have to work for them do their missions and he didn't wanted to do that. He wanted to look out for little guy and help whoever, he can wherever he can. Plus he would have to reveal his identity and when they'll know he is so young, they'll try to stop him from being SM plus people close to him will get in danger. And they might even want to experiment on him so it was a big fat NO.

After that he took every cautious step to protect his identity and his aunt, uncle and his friends. He made a security system for their house and made a smart bracelet to communicate or send signal to each other if they were in danger. They all had one including himself. It looked simple and no one could tell it was actually for that.

When Newyork invasion happened, he was not there. He was at MIT for his PhD. He was so damn worried about Ben, May, Ned and MJ. The moment he heard the news he left for NY but by the time he got there the fight had been finished. So he directly went to check on May and Ben. He found them safe and was revealed. Then he called Ned and MJ to check on them and their families and found everyone was ok. After that he told May and Ben that he will go out and help people from the aftermath of the battle.

He stayed in NY for 2 weeks. In which he found out about the Avengers. He and Ned were shocked at the name and that it was the same Avengers Initiative stuff they read when they hacked into the sheild and Peter felt a pinch of guilt but it disappeared when he learnt that Avengers revealed their identities. He was in no condition to reveal his identity.

He was shocked when he learnt Avengers' identities especially Iron Man. He was like "how could I not understand that it had to be Tony.. there were all those connection like SI and no one is such a genius to make that kind of Tech except for his idol. He fell in love with Tony even more but he just thought it was some kind of superhero worship and teenage crush.

After that Ned and him being the 'nerds' as MJ calls them they are, they become fanboys and started to find out more thing about Avengers. Pete started to post more fanarts of them and he even made the reaction video of how he feels about Tony Stark being Iron Man and Bruce Banner being Hulk. Both his favourite scientists. He even made a song for Avengers. Which was total hit so he made more songs in the future.

Pete graduated from MIT even earlier than his Idol Tony Stark at the age of 16. He got his PHD in Biochemical Engineering at 17 and he wanted to get more Phds in Robotics, Nenotech Engeneering study and Astrophysics. (Which he did within next 2 years.) (Pete was 16 when NY invasion happened and 19 when Ultron happened)

And then Ultron happened, it was all over the news and all but Avangers once again saved the world. Pete was happy and revealed that there were Avengers to save them from world ending dangers but there gotta be someone down on the street too. Someone to help people from criminal and other dangers which may seem little in their or government's eye like Rhino, Doc Oct, Green Goblin, lizard, electro and many more with whom he fought. And he felt that his decision to not join Avengers Initiative was right. Though Shield was still eager to find out who he is like he will let them.

And then Homecoming happened except the part with Tony. ( But Peter doesn't go to homecoming because he graduated from high school )

As for the Ferry incident he saved everyone. He held the both part of ferry with his web and his strength ( Pete is very very strong in this fic ) till his latest Nenotech bot he invented arrived and held the ferry together and mend it. (Like Iron Man did. Just that it were bots who fixed the last part too. Where Tony flys around it and mend it.)

Peter had figured out the arc reactor technology a year and half ago but he didn't wanted any one to know cause it will attract the attention of many people and he didn't wanted that. That is also the reason he doesn't use his Nenotech suit he made. ( IW one ) But now that he has used his nenobots and his tech which was even better and cheaper, he knew for sure that it's going to fireback but he thought he'll take care of it later when he is not busy trying to capture a curtain alian tech loaded weapon selling Vulture.

Next day he had asked Karen to keep and eye over everything and at night Karen informed him about some movements at some abandoned warehouse. Then the whole warehouse dropping and plane crashing thing happened. He saved the Mr.stark's tech and averages stuff and weapons.

But now he will even have more attention but he then ask Karen to clear CCTV footage around the beach so no one knows about him leaving from the scene. He can only hope now. He'll have to lay low for now and even more careful.

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Hope you guys will like it. I have thought so much for this fic. It's going to be exciting writing this.

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the-fiction-witch · 5 years ago

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Nurse’s Orders

MOVIE MAZE RUNNER COUPLE NEWT X READER RATING SMUTT AF

"newt? You feeling alright?" Minho asks from the other side of the table

"Yeah? Why?" I shrug

"I don't know you seem a bit...sharp today" he says

"How so?" I ask

"I don't know you just seem to have a bit of a short temper today" he shrugs "you and y/n had a domestic or something?"

"Okay firstly, y/n is not my girlfriend. Secondly we don't have domestics because we are not a couple and we don't argue very much I'm smart enough to just do as y/n says for my own safety sometimes" I explain "lastly... I don't know why I'm short today, probably just tried or something" I shrug

"You know what you should do?" He says

"No but I'm sure your about to tell me min" i sighed

"You should go run yourself a cosy bath, get tucked up warm in bed, a nice wank and a early night" he explained

"A What!" I yelled

"Which one?" He asks

"The W one" i blushed

"A wank" he says "yeah go up and have one make yourself feel better"

"No if will not" i said

"Yes it will newt, it will make you like a billion times better" he laughs

"No, I don't like to, I got bored, my arm cramps up its just not really worth it" i explained

"Your kidding right?" He laughs and i shake my head "you don't jerk off?"

"Not really, once a month maybe" i answered

"That will be your problem" he laughs

"How so?" I ask

"Your frustrated as klunk newt" he laughs

"I'm not frustrated, I feel fine, I just don't get horny very often" i shrug.

I sighed trying to get some sleep, I couldn't work out why I can't sleep, no matter what I tried I just couldn't turn off my brain Tonight, maybe Minho is onto something? No, I've been like this since I came up I'm not frustrated. But we have all been changing so much... Maybe, I am meant to be doing it alot more then I am? Ohh I'll worry about it in the morning...

I yawned unable to get my head straight, I found myself in the medjacks but it was empty but me and y/n our only girl stood doing something on the other side "ohh you poor poor boy" she cooes coming over with some soup "here, that'll make you all better newtie" she smiled kissing my head and I blushed a little "how's your tummy ache?" She asked sitting in the bed I was on rubbing my stomach gently with her soft hands over my hoodie

"Uhh yeah, it umm it feels much better" I blushed

"That's good" she smiled giving my head another kiss "how about here, you said that was feeling bad too" she says as her rubbing moved down a little rubbing on the bottom of my stomach just before my belt

"Uhh yeah that's feeling better too" I told her

"Aww that's very good newt" she smiled "now I was getting very worried about this place, how does it feel now?" She asked as her hand slipped down rubbing in my cortch over my pants

"Uhhh yeah- much uhh much better" I blushed unsure what to say with her hand making soft circles around me

"That's excellent newt" she smiled her fingers playing with my belt "but it's still a little stiff" she giggled her rubbing turning much more concentrated her fingers rubbing either side of my obvious erection almost jerking me off over my pants "hehehe the more I touch it the stiffer it gets" she giggled moving away a little and I breathed realizing I had been holding my breath thought that "I think your fine newt" she smiled "now, head back to your room, if the stiffness hasn't gone down I would suggest" she began slipping her hand under my pants and rubbing on my cock with her soft hand "that you take the day off and stay in bed and finish him yourself" she smirked

"I Uhhh I would really rather you did it, make sure I wasn't doing it wrong or anything nurse" i blushed and she smiled

"Okay newt," she giggled sitting in my lap and tugging my pants off me-

"NEWT! You gonna get your klunk butt out of bed or not!" Alby yelled

"Okay okay Alby I'm coming bloody hell" I whine sitting up and rubbing my eyes.

That was a weird dream, why did I dream about y/n... touching me like that? I sighed and got out of bed but something didn't feel right, like my legs didn't want to work and my hips felt stiff and yet...wet? I looked and saw a obvious problem, it has gotten everywhere! Anywhere humanly possible and it had found its way into coating it with pale cloudy gunk luckily it mustn't have happened to long ago as none was on my bed, I groaned trying my best to fix what I could and to hurry before Alby would come up asking where i was again, so I cleaned up, got dressed and headed down to the glade

"Morning newt" minho said

"What! Why! Ummm nothing" I yelled in shock

"Uhhh okay" he laughs "you okay newt?"

"Uhh yeah I'm fine, nothing unusual, nothing out the ordinary," i said

"Newt what happened?" He asked

"Nothing happened i don't know what your talking about" i stuttered

"What happened last night newt?" He asks

"Nothing" i answered

"Okay" he sighed "y/n!" He called ohh no and she came over "something's wrong, get it out if him" he told her

"Okay" she giggled grabbing my arm and dragging me to the woods "what's wrong newt?" She asks

"I promise y/n it's nothing," I said unable to look her in the eyes given last night

"Look at me newt" she warns

"Nothing is wrong" i told her looking at her cute little face and o knew i was blushing hard

"Liar" she laughs "tell me the truth newt, come on whatever it is you can tell me"

"No I can't" i sighed "you'll kill me, or tell everyone, or -" I began but she gave my lips a tiny kiss which shut me up I froze my face going bright red

"Newt, you can tell me. I'll only tell the others if you want me to, I'll keep it a secret if you want" she smiled

"You promise not to tell anyone?" I asked and she nods "you promise you won't laugh at me?" I ask and she nods "you promise not to kill me?"

"I never promise not to kill you newt" she warns

"Okay.... last night I, I had a... Sexy dream" I blushed

"That's it?" She asks "anticlimactic" she sighed

"It's not just the dream...I also, it uhh it was a boy problem dream" i blushed

"A what now?" She asks

"A wet dream" i blushed

"Still not following" she says

"The dream made me jizz in my pants in ny sleep" i explained "I woke up and ut was everywhere"

"Oohh" she smiled "that all? That's what your so blushy and panicky about?" She asks and I nod "aww newt, most boys get that like every night"

"I don't! I haven't had one in like a year" I blushed

"What was the dream about anyway?"she asks

"Nothing" i blushed

"Newt, tell me the truth" she warns

"About you" i answered

"Again, anticlimactic newt, trust the glade nurse here newt it's normal" she smiled "your a teenager your hormones are acting up and I'm the only girls it's okay, don't worry about it. Honestly from a medical standpoint I'd be more worried if you weren't" she explained

"I don't! Not normally, u haven't had one of these dreams in a year atleast," i explained

"Hummmm.... When was the last time you mastubated?" She asks

"What!" I yelled in shock

"When was the last time you mastubated newt? Or jerked off? Whatever you boys call it" she says

"Uhhh just over a month ago I think" I shrug

"Well there's your problem newt" she laughs "you realize that with you boys hormones the way they are you should be like every other day"

"Every other day! But I don't like it, I get bored and my arm cramps up, and i get hungry and sweaty it's just not worth it" I explain

"Your kidding?" She laughs and i shake my head "okay, nurses Orders newt go jerk off" she says

"What? Why?" I ask

"It will make you feel better I promise, do not disobey a nurses Orders newt" she warns "go"

"Do I have to?" I asked

"Yes you have to" she laughs "go" she says "go on right now go upstairs to your room and cum you frustrated boy"

"No" i said "I'm not even in the mood or anything, I don't want to"

"Ughhh must you be difficult" she sighed grabbing my arm and dragging me back to my room "go on" she says making me sit on my bed

"I can't if your.... watching me" i blushed

"I am staying here until you do it" she says "if you had done as I told you the first time I wouldn't have to, but I don't trust that you actually do as I've told you newt"

"Do I really have to?" I ask

"Nurses Orders newt" she says so I sighed shutting my eyes and undoing my pants I knew I was hard but I was to nervous i mean y/n's literally in my room with me right now! I slipped my hand under my boxers not wanting to show her to much taking a grip on my shaft it felt tender and almost hurt to touch slowly moving my hand even it it hurt, and felt uncomfortable "newt, lick your hand the friction isn't going to be helping" she says as I felt her sit on my bed so I did as she suggested and it did help a little but not much she giggled and i felt her nuzzling herself into my neck pressing her chest against me it felt so nice having her so close to me I quickly made my hand go faster even if it hurt, felt werid, and didn't even seem to feel that pleasurable so is sighed and stopped

"I can't y/n, I'm trying I really am... It just doesn't feel nice when i touch it" I told her

"Well ... I think it's because your doing it so little that it's si hard and desperate that you can't get off" she giggled ummm hearing her talk like that was helping "come on try again, I'll give your other hand something to do" she smiled I was confused but moved my hand again and she held my other hand giving it a kiss and letting me rest i on her boob

"Ummm" i groaned uncontrollably feeling that soft squishy orb over her shirt and bra

"That better?" She asks

"A little" I nod it did feel a bit better but still not exactly great

"Okay, come here" she smiled pulling me to kiss her I happily kissed her back my hand speeding up on its own lost in her soft kisses every so often giving her boob a squeeze "it feel good now?" She asks between kisses down my neck

"A little... but still not really much" i told her as much as I loved getting to touch hr and i loved her kisses it wasn't helping it hurting so I stopped "I'm sorry y/n i just can't do it" I said "it hurts, I'm stressed, it doesn't feel good at all. The only thing that feels nice is getting to kiss and cuddle with you"

"Owww newt, you poor thing." She cooes "one more try, for me?"

"Okay" i blushed

"Eyes open this time" she smiled

"Open? But then I'll-" I began

"Be looking at me, that's the idea newt"she smiled so I blushed hard trying my best to keep looking at her even if it still hurts till she smiled giving my lips a little kiss and tugging my boxers down for me "perhaps give him a bit more space" she smiled she was right it felt s bit nicer so I kept going as well as trying to kiss her more which she happily did I started to slow my wrist getting tired "here...how about i take over" she smiled I froze unsure how to respond to her of course I wanted her too but- before I could think she pulled my hand away resting it on her waist she licked her hand and wrapped her soft little hand around my shaft and began gently pumping I had to kiss her like crazy if I didn't the whole glade would have heard me it felt so good! Unable to put into words how good it was for her to do this to me I knew I was getting close a sensation I haven't felt in so long and her hand got faster

"Y/n....y/n... I'm I'm gonna-" I stuttered

"I know," she smirked getting faster and faster and -

"Uuuuuuummmm! Uuhh uuhhh!" I moaned into her mouth feeling the shockwave of pleasure erupt from my cock going over evey inch of my body with overwhelming pleasure she kept going letting me ride it ou all the way though I felt all the cum flood out like a Waterfall onto my pants and her hand till I pushed her hand away and gave her a kiss "thank you y/n, thank you very very much"

"Your welcome newt, you needed help, your useless on your own" shs giggled

"I am, you a billion times better then me" i smiled

"You gonna do it as much as your meant to now?" She asks and i nod "good boy" she smiled giving me a kiss before licking her hand clean

"Actually... As I'm so useless on my own, could maybe you come do it for me? Just so I uhh I get used to doing it so much" I suggest

"Well alright" she smiled "just don't overuse this privalliage newt" she warns.

I groaned feeling the normal feeling in my pants this morning so I smirked and turned over cuddling y/n as close as I could "ummm good morning" I smiled to her

"Morning" she yawns tucking the covers around her more "what are you doing up so early?"

"Guess" i smirked kissing her shoulder

"Really? I did it last night" she laughs

"Please y/n, your hands feel so good. You know your the only one who can make me cum" I told her between kisses

"Fine" she smiled "but you owe me"

"I know,as soon as I'm done I'll finish you off to" I smiled as she turned to face me and we started our kisses....

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prorevenge · 6 years ago

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Destroy my childhood, ruin my chance at college, and laugh when I said I was homeless? Lol cool, I'll ruin your life.

Long story. TL;DR at the end.

BACKSTORY: My mother was a really shitty person. I have 4 other siblings. One older sister, 3 way younger, 3 different dads. Before I was born (im a male btw), my oldest sister was taken away from my mother when she was a few months old because she tried to stab/slice the father of my sister WHILE HE WAS HOLDING HER. She lost custody and the dude left her. Older sister goes to live with her fathers family in a different city. CUE LIL OL ME COMING INTO THIS SEXY WORLD. My dad went to jail 2-3 years after I was born for a while, I rarely saw him. He's an alcoholic if that matters. She was a single mother but she made it work and she worked hard. One of the bigger problems was that she took out all her agression and hatred of my father on me as well as work stress and etc. She dealt with sexual abuse growing up which I'm sure definitely affected her relationships and how she treated me as well. Anyways...

Cue me being abused from the age of 4-5 to about 17. Every day was hell. She was extremely strict and her perspective was warped. She was also pretty big in stature and had alot of strength. Examples of her being shitty: I've gotten beaten up badly once because HER room was dirty. The dishes weren't washed and I got beaten soon as I got home, even if there werent dishes when I left to school. If i walked too loud, id get my ass beat. She broke my nose for looking at her the wrong way on my 10th birthday when she brought me a cake I was allergic too(It had peanuts, she knows im slightly allergic but feigned ignorance..) It was more or less every day or every other day. She used her fists/elbows/extension cords/hangers/chairs/canes/bats/etc. Whatever she could find I was getting beaten with. I couldn't ever escape to my room for long because she would always call me every few minutes to get her things or to yell at me. She never drank or did drugs or anything. Whenever she was upset and I happened to be in front of her she'd kick me down the stairs to make me hurry up. She's put a knife to my neck before and had to be forcibly stopped by her bf of the time. Burned my christmas presents from other people (she didnt get me anything that year) and just other really shitty things. The only thing I will say, she tried really hard to make up for it with video games and electronics and etc. It didn't make a difference to me though, it never helped.

She controlled most aspects of my life. I got by with little petty revenges. Peeing in the lipton iced tea she drank. Rubbing her forks and spoons between ny buttcheeks before i served her dinner. Ignoring her screams for help when she had kidney stones (how tf am i supposed to help anyways??) But by the time i got to highschool I turned to alcohol. I resented her and the negative atmosphere affected who I was as a person. I started to be cold and uncaring. Calculated. She started kicking me out every few months telling me to find somewhere else to live by age 15. She sent me away to a different country for a year and tried to keep my passport but I made it back to the US with the help of the embassy and my step father (she'd already left by that time and found some other dude). I came back senior year with no credits for the prior grade which ended with me getting a GED. I spent most of the time i could with my best friend and started working shitty jobs. I was terrible at saving as i had accumulated loads of shitty habits while growing up so it didnt make much difference. She eventually told me that If i went to college, I would ALWAYS have a place to live until I finished. Cue my first 2 semesters at a 2 year college, I maintained a 3.7ish gpa. My teachers loved me and it was my escape. Towards the end of my 2nd semester during finals, i came home late one night around 10pm and my mother yanks the door open screaming in my face asking when I'll move out. I'm slightly drunk and decide to completely ignore her and walk to my room. If I opened my mouth, that day would be the day I blew up and cursed her out. I've rarely ever raised my voice at her because it never ended well. Now at this point im 19 and I've been doing school full time with no savings. Im also fairly fit and could easily take my mom at this point (Never laid a hand on her or any woman, i hate violence). I get to my room, she rips my door open, and starts yelling. I say nothing and stare at her. She walks away and called the police on me saying she thought id murder her and my younger siblings. I don't know where the fuck she got that idea from as she's the one who's nearly killed me many times.

I packed everything into a duffle bag and left 5 minutes afterwards. I failed all of my finals because I couldnt make it to my school. Things kinda spiraled and the next 2-3 years were me on and off homeless. I survived the best I could in a big city with no college degree and made alot of shitty choices due to my shitty habits. Eventually i found a profitable hobby that gave me meaning and through that i started to work my way up. Got my own apartment, had a full time job, and did my hobby on the side. I hadn't kept up contact with my mother at all but my younger sister who was old enough to have a phone found me on social media so i saw photos and such, she didn't have it anywhere near as bad but she did get beaten occasionally. My mother reached out via email all smiles asking how I've been. Now guys, ive always been envious of the relationship most ppl have with their moms so I gave her a chance and gave her a call. We talked for a few minutes and everything was civil and seemed like things would go okay but then...

She asked me what I've been up to the last few years and I told her honestly, that I was homeless for a while and struggled alot after what she did to me but I worked my way out of it. SHE LITERALLY LAUGHS. She laughed for a few seconds in a very condescending kinda chuckle and then said "I never did a thing to you so you don't know what abuse is! its your own damn fault you were homeless. So how about yo-" but by that point I hung up. I was speechless and fuming. I don't know what abuse is? OKAY BITCH. IVE SPENT TOO FUCKING LONG LETTING YOU DESTROY MY SANITY. NOW IS THE TIME.

There was a few things my mother didn't know. One, I knew for a fact that current well paying job she had was gotten on lies as she never got her college degree and lied about it on her resume. Two, I had access to all of her email accounts and cloud storage accounts since I was the one that set them up when I was younger and she never changes her passwords. Lastly, she DEFINITELY wasn't aware that from 13yrs old and onto the last time she hit me I took photos of ALL my bruises/marks/wounds/bloody noses saving them to my computer and then google drive. ON TOP OF THAT, my little sister had been sending me photos via social media of the bruises she got from my mom.

The first thing I did was compile ALL of those photos/videos into one folder. I then reached out to CPS in my city and explained that my siblings were being abused, how I was abused in the past, and that I had mountains of proof. Since ive called the cops on my mother before AND the thing that happened with my older sister, there was immediately a home visit. They arrived almost a day later with the police and coincidentally my mother was literally in the process of beating my younger sister when they were knocking. Cue an Emergency removal of all my siblings from the house and my mother getting arrested though she was released hours later. (I was getting a day to day play by play because my mothers best friend is a blabber mouth and everything my mother said she told her son who relayed it to me without either of their knowledge.) I sent CPS all the evidence and there's a legit case against my mother now. The next day I emailed and then called up her job to inform them that she had lied about having a very necessary college degree as well current events in her life which sparked a background check. She was fired days later. Say adios to 75k and a blacklist in the only industry you know how to work. I then spitefully deleted every cloud account and email address I ever made for her, which was all of them which im sure will make keeping up with alot bills and etc nearly impossible. I then anonymously reported her to the IRS because of the tax fraud she committed for years by claiming people's children that weren't hers with ALOT of detailed information since I lived with her while she did it.

So now, my mother lost all her kids and her job. Im meeting with a caseworker from CPS next week to talk more about what happens moving forward but I do know they're NOT going back. Idk how she's gonna pay her mortgage now and survive. I'm sure she's gonna get a call from the IRS who'll be looking for a few thousand dollars she owes them. She also has to go back to court in a few months, not exactly sure what she was charged with but ill update when I find out how everything turns out.

Side Note: She isn't aware im the cause of any of this. I plan on keeping tabs on her and waiting until it seems like she's close to death before I tell her it was all me and I peed in her lipton.

TL;DR - My mother abuses me badly for most of my life as well as my younger siblings. I have to drop out of college and support myself after she drove me to homelessness. She proceeds to laugh at me about me being homeless and denys abuse. So I ruined her life by getting my younger siblings removed and her arrested, making her lose her job, reported her to the IRS, and essentially set her up so that the remainder of her life is full of disaster and hardships.

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all-hail-the-witcher · 6 years ago

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alberts guitar songs

Tonights post focuses on al cause, uh, little known fact, this entire series is actually about him, not race

So, Al started playing guitar when he was young, i don't actually address it anywhere, but he was 12. He and Race were wandering around one day, as one does when they live in the city (just don't do it near times square people times square is scary as hell theres so many people and some of them are naked stay away) and they wandered into this little store and there was a guitar and Albert immediately wanted it, so he bought it (actually race bought half of it but shhh) and taught himself how to play.

The first song that he taught himself to play was “Walking In Memphis.” It’s one of his mothers favorite songs and he learned it so he could play it for her on her birthday one year. She totally cried. He spent many hours perfecting it on the roof with Race, athough it wasn't always productive cause Race doesnt know anything about music and he would usually just end up singing really loudly and offkey and make Albert laugh.

When he was in middle school, he went through a big Daughtry phase. Race made fun of him for it all the time. Instead of a fob or mcr or whatever the kids are into these days phase he went through a daughtry phase. (he did have a p!atd phase but that's hush hush and also May Make An Appearance Later hmm right fizz?) He played all the old classics like “No Surprise” and “I’m Going Home” and “Life After You” and “What About Now” and “Its not Over.” This is also hence why he plays “Waiting For Superman” in chapter 10 cause hes always been a fan of the band and they helped him with his middle school angst so now theyre helping him with his 23 year old angst. Al has alot of angst.

Throughout high school he played some Classic Sad Songs: “How To Save A Life,” “You Found Me,” “Chasing Cars,” “3 am,” “Iris,” “Breakeven,” all the sad ones. During high school Race’s family starts to get weird to him and he also comes out to a few people so hes in a weird spot.

Within the last few years hes gotten more into James Arthur who if you havent heard him go listen to him hes great and very angsty. He likes “Safe Inside” *cOuGh cOUgH* “Say You Wont Let Go,” “Can I Be Him,” “Proud Of Me,” “Naked,” “Suicide,” and “Hurts.” Especially since theyve come back to the city hes been feeling not great and needs some musical relief. Race is slightly concerned that hes singing all these really sad songs again all of a sudden (which we shall get to later) cause he hasnt been this way since high school, but Al doesnt tell him anything.

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im-tops-bottom · 6 years ago

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I just had an angsty plot bunny crawl into my chest and crush my heart a million times over..

Tony and Steve get together and help Fury recruit the Avengers.

Loki attacks New York and things go downhill from there.

Tony and Loki have a showdown of the century when Loki gets taken to the hellicarrier. Tony doesn't talk about what happened and Steve thinks something is wrong.

It starts getting worse when Tony tells Steve over the comms that he is heading up to the top of Stark Tower as Loki is up there before turning off the comms.

Steve still hasn't heard a thing from Tony and decides to continue fighting.

After Tony sacrifices himself and wakes up on the streets of NY, Steve forgets all about the Loki thing.

Paranoia kicks in when they go up against Ultron amd Wanda uses her magic on Steve.

A fight breaks out between Tony and Steve which results in a fist fight. Steve dumps Tony and just when Tony leaves in tears, Steve gets some sense knocked into him by Thor. He literally gets knocked out.

When he wakes, he remembers everything and does his best to try and get Tony back. Tony says no and Steve becomes outraged by it. Tony is his and only his.

Steve tries to control Tony but the man of Iron ain't having none of it.

Tony tries dating but it always ends in disaster thanks to Steve.

Tony feels like giving up until he meets neurosurgeon Stephen Strange who brings magic back into his life.

Stephen loves to show off and do silly things just to bring a smile to Tony's face.

Steve finds out about this and tries to tell Stephen that Tony is horrible and Stephen should never date him. When that doesn't work he decides to threaten him. That doesn't go so well either as Stephen says that there isn't anything going on. Just casual flirting. Steve simmers down just a little.

Flirting becomes one night stands which leads to casual sex. They agree to just being fuckbuddies and nothing else. As they both don't want a committed relationship but fear that one of them may fall, they decide that if it does come to that amd it gets too serious then they will call the whole thing off.

A couple of weeks later, Tony starts falling in love because Stephen is doing all these nice boyfriendy things and it's so cute.

That night Tony decides that he actually wants a proper relationship with Stephen so he decides to tell him.

Stephen freaks out and breaks Tony's heart. He runs out not realizing Tony was about to have a panic attack.

Jarvis doesn't know what to do so Friday calls Steve because he knows how to help Tony through the attacks.

Steve comes to the rescue and decides that he is going to do everything he can to get Tony to love him again. No one else is allowed to have him.

Steve becomes so paranoid after that.

Everytime Tony talks to someone, Steve drags him away. Everytime Tony texts someone, Steve takes his phone off him. Steve goes to meetings with him, wnd pretty much goes wherever he goes.

At some point Bucky comes in and Steve does everything he can to bring him back.

Steve takes a break from Tony to help his best friend.

He brings him to the Avengers Compound and decides it's safe because "Tony there is something you should know. Bucky was brainwashed into killing your parents."

Steve thinks that this might help make sure that Tony doesn't get to close to Bucky but finds that it doesn't work out at all. If anything it brought the two closer.

Steve becomes violent towards Tony after that out of pure jealousy.

"I'm not even yours Steve. I don't belong to you. We broke up. Im allowed to be friends with whoever I want."

Steve beats him and pounds him into the mattress that night.

Bucky is the only one who notices and talks to Tony about it. They agree to only acting professional around each other until Steve calms down.

Thor, Loki and Bruce return to earth to tell everyone that Thanos is coming.

They make a plan to get everyone they know together.

This results in Stephen and Tony working together.

Steve gets tense and does his best to keep the two separate.

Bucky and Tony look at each other knowing exactly what's going on with the jealous man.

Stephen tries his best to talk to Tony so he can explain himself.

Loki tilts his head out of curiosity on what's going on.

One night Stephen finds out that Tony is home alone and portals into his room.

They argue and then have a civilized conversation.

Stephen explains how he really felt. Feels still. How everything that went down was all Stephens fault because he was too scared of commitment. Be begs for forgiveness.

Tony tells Stephen that he is scared of getting into another relationship. He says that he had fallen out of love when he was trying to mend his broken heart but he can learn to love again.

He completely forgets all about Steve that night as they make love under the moonlight.

Steve comes home, kicks Stephen out of the bed and tells Tony that he will punish him for beingeing a bad boy.

Stephen gets pissed off because he thinks that Tony is already in a relationship and calls Tony a whore before walking out. Once again.

Steve slaps Tony and tells him that he will deal with him later.

Tony cries and feels his heart break even more.

After crying Tony washes up and puts clean clothes on before heading into the kitchen to make something to eat because like hell he is gonna wait to get his ass kicked.

He walks into the kitchen to find Loki making something to eat.

All Loki says is sit before he brings the food to the table.

Loki helps Tony to eat his food before he tells him to get up.

Tony asks why should he and Loki looks him dead in the eye and tells him that he is taking Tony away. He doesn't want to see him get hurt anymore.

A couple of hours later Steve returns and becomes furious because Tony is gone. He stomps around the tower and demands to know where he has gone. Wanda, who was brought back to the team, tells Steve that she saw Tony go with Loki.

Steve out of pure rage sets off to find the two, beat the shit out of Loki and take back what's his.

Meanwhile Loki who learned how to ride a motorcycle takes Tony for a ride.

They ride everywhere and get into mischief. They have alot of fun and by the time the sun starts setting, they end up on top of a hill cuddling, while watching the sun set.

Loki tells Tony that he is in love with him and understands that he may have relationship issues so he doesn't want to push for one. He tells Tony that he's been in love since they first met and has never stopped. He tried to break out of prison on numerous occasions to try and save Tony but he couldn't. He had Thor report back to him on Tony's well being.

He tells him about the destruction of Asgard and how it's being rebuilt. How he ended up on Sakaar and ran into his brother and the hulk. Just everything. He told his life story just so he can take Tony's mind off things.

Tony gets shocked when Loki tells him that he was sort of lying about how long he has been in love with him.

Loki says that he watched over earth for a long time. He was curious about this Howard and his super soldiers.

He watched Tony being born, how Tony had a hard time growing up. He was greatful for everyone who stood by his side and wanted to come down and fix things on so many occasions but didn't want to mess anything up. He felt bad because he could have saved Maria Stark. Tony says it's not his fault.

Loki admits that he fell in love with Tony when he was in MIT and actually shapeshifted so he can meet him in real life. He explains that he was the guy that Tony actually lost his virginity too and Tony laughs because he remembers that magical night. They both start laughing as they remember how Rhodey got all mother hen on Tony and decked Loki who was known at the time as Christian.

Tony sits there smiling as he listens to all of Loki's stories and thinks that he can definitely fall in love with this guy. He also decides that he wants to meet Loki's kids which causes Loki to blush. The blush soon turns into a smirk when Loki tells Tony that he can make Tony get pregnant and Tony stands saying that he will kick Lokis ass if he ever did that.

Loki starts chasing Tony around the hill yelling out how many babies he wants and Tony continues running as he becomes a laughing mess.

Loki is with in arms reach as he reaches out to grab onto Tony's jacket. Tony trips and takes Loki with him. They roll down the hill (remember that one scene in the Lion King when Can you feel the love tonight plays. Yeah like that).

When they reach the bottom they start laughing. The laughing dies down and they both blush as they realize the position they are in but can't be bothered to move.

They lock eyes for a moment and slowly lean into each other. Just when they are about to kiss, Loki gets thrown off Tony.

Tony looks up and gulps as he stares at the angry super soldier.

Bucky says that he is sorry. That he tried to stop Steve. But Steve tells him to shut it and that he will deal with him later.

Steve tells Tony to get up so they can go home where Steve will deal with him in a more private matter.

Tony says no and then tries to get away from Steve who becomes violent Again.

Loki kicks Steve away and Bucky tells him to take Tony and go. Bucky will deal with Steve. He is a super soldier too.

Loki takes Tony who wants to stay and protect Bucky but none of them want that. Tony is taken, kicking and screaming for Steve to leave them alone.

Loki takes Tony to Asgard before returning for Bucky. They kick Steves ass and find a safe location for Tony to return to.

#tony x happiness #just an idea #not an actual full on fic #i let my mind run away #angsty stony #angsty ironstrange #frostiron #winteriron

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taehyungiesnoona · 6 years ago

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85 Questions~

––answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 people

––tagged by @mostlymin 💛 (ily Sunnie!)

––tagging: @minnsvga @hunkyhobi @cutelittleyoongi && @bymoonchild (if you guys want to that is, no pressure)

LAST

1. drink - water

2. 📱call - to my dad asking him about his day while i was on my lunch break

3. text - a guy i recently reconnected with (nothing serious)

4. song you listened to - euphoria (you know i love me some kookie)

4. time you 😢- 3 months ago when i got my heart broken by someone i thought really wanted something lasting.

HAVE YOU EVER

6. dated someone twice - yeah, i dated someone on and off for 4 years

7. 😘 someone & regretted it - yes, and only because he was a sloppy kisser haha

8. been cheated on - sadly, yes

9. lost someone special - yes

10. been depressed - yes, i’ve been struggling with depression for years now and am proud to say it has been more under control with the past year.

11. gotten drunk and thrown up - drunk, yes but i never puke.

FAVOURITE COLOURS

12. any shade of pink (mostly pastel)

13. mint green

14. lilac

15. periwinkle

in the last year have you

16. made new friends - yes

17. fallen out of love - only once

18. 😂 until you 😢- yesterday when I was watching the latest episode of Run BTS!

19. found out someone was talking about you - i think i have?

20. met someone who changed you - multiple times

21. found out who your friends were - most of the friends I turn to are the ones I made online. i don’t really have friends irl

22. 😘 someone on your facebook friends list - more than one haha most of my friends on FB are people i went to high school with.

GENERAL

23. how many friends from your facebook friends list do you know irl - idk tbh honest, i don’t use FB much anymore but i know quite a few just don’t know the exact number.

24. do you have any pets - yessssss i do, my babyyyyyyy Oreo

25. do you want to change your middle name - no, i like my middle name alot. it’s really pretty.

26. what did you do for your last birthday - went to olive garden

27. what time did you wake up today - 5:40 AM for work

28. what were you doing last night at midnight - i was crashed tf out

29. what is something you can’t wait for - to see BTS in concert 09/16

30. what are you listening to right now - playlist is on shuffle and currently playing Fire

31. have you every talked to a person named tom? - i remember having a manager named tom so yes i have lol

32. something that gets on your nerves - when someone younger than me (mostly in their teens) calls me “hun” or “sweetie” idk it just bothers me haha

33. most visited website - tumblr, twitter and youtube

34. hair color - it’s supposed to be blue black but my natural dark brown hair is beginning to show again.

35. long hair or short hair - my hair is pretty long

36. do you have a crush on someone - i actually do, i have a small crush on a coworker of mine but nothing will ever come out of it lol

37. what do you like about yourself? - i like how big my eyes are as well as their color

38. want any piercings? - nah piercings aren’t my thing.

39. blood type - let me get me get back to you on this

40. nicknames - shay (yup shay isn’t my real name), shayshay, shay bae, peanut (only family calls me this)

41. relationship status - mentally married to kim taehyung

42. zodiac - leo

43. pronouns - she/her

44. favorite 📺 show - i don’t watch much tv but i used to love the vampire diaries as well as degrassi

45. tattoos - 1. getting another one next week for my birthday

46. right handed or left? - i’m a leftie

47. ever had surgery? - no

48. piercings - my ears were piecred when i was a baby and though i haven’t worn earrings in forever the holes are still there. idk it’s a bit weird

49. sports - i’m not into sports at all

50. vacation - it’s been a while since i’ve gone on a vacation since i’m too busy adulting.

51. trainers - i’ll be honest, i don’t know how to answer this one haha

MORE GENERAL

52. eating - some chips

53. drinking - dr pepper

54. i’m about to watch - nothing for today since i caught up on everything for now

55. waiting for - the weekend so i can sleep!

56. want - to cuddle Taehyung, Jungkook, Jimin and Oreo...all at the same time

57. get married - refer back to question 41

58. career - i’m an account representative currently, i’d love to become a teacher of some sort one day.

WHICH IS BETTER

59. kisses or hugs - kisses! especially when you feel those sparks

60. 👄 or eyes - eyes most def

61. shorter or taller - it never matters to me but i do have a preference to taller

62. older or younger - don’t make me choose. i’d have to say i have a thing for younger guys (hence my biases)

63. nice arms or stomach - uhhhhhh.....neither really matter to me, stomach maybe?

64. hookup or relationship - relationship for sure

65. troublemaker or hesitant - hmmmmm, troublemaker

HAVE YOU EVER

66. 😘 a stranger - i don’t think i have?

67. drank hard liquor - yes when i was younger. i don’t drink much now

68. lost glasses -this happens too frequent. i keep telling myself to put them in the case, i’m so blind without my glasses

69. turned someone down - yeah multiple occasions recently

70. sex on a first date - i haven’t really been on a date but no

71. broken someone’s ❤️- yeah and it sucked being the heartbreaker

72. had your 💔- yes and it sucks being the heartbroken

73. been arrested - i’m a good girl

74. 😢 when someone died - yes, i get in my feels heavily

75. fallen for a friend - i fell so hard for an friend i had while living in NY. he was literally my type and everything. we actually both liked one another, even kissed but things were...complicated so we decided to stay friends.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

76. yourself - sometimes

77. miracles - yes

78. 💛at first sight - i’m a hopeless romantic so of course i do!

79. 🎅- not anymore, that ended when i saw my mom putting the presents under the tree

80. 😘on a first date - i see no problem if you click with the person right away

81. angels - yes, i always believed they do

other

82. best friends name - oreo

83. eye color - light brown

84. favorite movie - rush hour series (i crack up all the time), and also the 1997 version of Cinderella

85. favorite actor - i don’t really have one

#tags #sweetopiaa #a little insight of me

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iamstillheres-blog · 3 years ago

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Introduction to me.

♡ Hello Tumblr ♡

After some thinking, I figured that I should probably introduce myself. I am new here, and I have yet to receive any following-nevertheless I will still write this- because can you truly have a blog without a introduction?

First and foremost, here i will be my true self. The self that I have hidden from the world. Hopefully I will be able learn who I am in return. possibly even, I could meet similar people.

《The basics》

My name is Hannah.

I am 22 years old.

I was born in Indiana.

I have 3 children.

Unemployed.

Engaged.

Basic enough right? So- Tell me yours. Let's get to know each other. I'm serious. Next subject:

♡Interests♡

Music

Books

Art

People.

Let me elaborate a tad..

•Music- Don't we all love music? I know I love listening to it. Especially live, in person. People who can sing/play instruments amaze me. If you, who are reading this happen to sing or play- just know you are awesome and don't ever stop. You are Gifted.

•Books- I love to read, or used to anyway. As a child I would read all the time. Now not so much, I think that possibly it is because I used books as my escape? Still, reading will always hold dear to me. To my authors here- Thank you.. to make art with words and help those escape is a real gift. I love you.

•Art- cliche huh? I love art in all forms. All of it. i love seeing what people can make and create. Eye candy as I call it... Well to be fair- Everyone on here is a artist am I right? Our mediums just different. Still we create and this is something we all have in common.

•People- Yes, people. I may complain about everyone at times; but still I love them. I love the complexity of how different-and same we all are as a whole. Its beautiful. I love you, you beautiful soul ❤

•Let's go Deeper•

Thats what he said ;) Haha, what i mean is i am going to tell you some more specific things about me, here. ofcourse- if you would like you can tell me yours. I may be a stranger on the internet, but I will listen. We all need someone to listen. Share your story with me 🥰

As a child, I never got to be one. I came from a broken home. My parents had me when they were teenagers. My mother lost custody of me when i was 5 then I lived my grandmother until 12. I was then in placements until I was 14 1/2- when ny mom regained custody. I met my father when I was 16- then moved in with him for a few months (until I ran away with my boyfriend) soon after I got pregnant- so I returned to my mother where I stayed until I turned 18. 18-now I have stayed in the same house with my current-fiance.

That there is a little background story i suppose you could say? As time goes on we can dig deeper into it. Its alot.

I have several mental illnesses. I have been diagnosed with Major depression disorder, Anxiety, and BDP.

Lets just say these have made my life rather exhausting and difficult. I am my own worst enemy.

-I have always wanted to wrote a book. Personally writting is the one thing that eases my mind. Most of the time I cannot make sense of the Neverending dialog of my thoughts. Only when I out them into words can I understand.

Is anyone else like that? A never ending confusing mind? If so my heart goes out to you- I understand and I feel your pain. Truly I do.

•Some more info-random•

More information that may help you understand me more as a person. (Or myself to understand me)

Colors~ I associate most people and things with colors. Currently my color feels like a deep forest green.

Songs~ As of now these are my favorites •Five Six-Pouya•Nutshell-Alice in chains•Sober-Tool•I'm done-$Bs

Aries 🌞 Capricorn 🌙 Libra 🌟

I love astrology.

I believe in the occult.

open minded.

I have intense vivid dreams. I think that we sometimes visit ourselves in other dimensions- I also think our dreams can be much more spiritual and magical then most think. Also- i think that we visit other people and our past life from time to time.

Sometimes I hate myself, other times I love myself.

I am a intense person-or so I have been told.

I make poor decisions.

Substance abuse.

Have done a few illegal activities.

Nic addict.

Gamer?

overthinker.

I can be delusional from time to time.

impulsiveness, self aggressive, chaotic.

Honestly there is so much more- id be here all day. But thats the basics as we go on we will leant more. I say we - because I too will be learning. Isn't that weird to have no concept about you as a person?

•Overall conclusion•

LET this also be known that my inbox is always open to those who need to talk. I am here for YOU. I truly mean that aswell. If you need someone to talk to, or vent to without feeling judged-I am here. You are not alone, no matter how much it feels as you are. If you need a friend, I am here. If you are angry and just need to curse and yell I am here. I LOVE YOU, YOU BEAUTIFUL SOUL.

I hope this helps you- the reader. Or me-In the future. Truly. I just want to be heard, even if that is by myself. I feel as if I have a story- possibly a interesting one. Maybe one day I will write a book, and I can use this as notes? hahaha maybe.

Until next time...

- yours truly, Hannah.

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Destroy my childhood, ruin my chance at college, and laugh when I said I was homeless? Lol cool, I'll ruin your f*cking life.

warning: this is a VERY long story with few updates and TL:DR at the end.

BACKSTORY: My mother was a really shitty person. I have 4 other siblings. One older sister, 3 way younger, 3 different dads. Before I was born (im a male btw), my oldest sister was taken away from my mother when she was a few months old because she tried to stab/slice the father of my sister WHILE HE WAS HOLDING HER. She lost custody and the dude left her. Older sister goes to live with her fathers family in a different city. CUE LIL OL ME COMING INTO THIS SEXY WORLD. My dad went to jail 2-3 years after I was born for a while, I rarely saw him. He's an alcoholic if that matters. She was a single mother but she made it work and she worked hard. One of the bigger problems was that she took out all her aggression and hatred of my father on me as well as work stress and etc. She dealt with sexual abuse growing up which I'm sure definitely affected her relationships and how she treated me as well. Anyways...

Cue me being abused from the age of 4-5 to about 17. Every day was hell. She was extremely strict and her perspective was warped. She was also pretty big in stature and had alot of strength. Examples of her being shitty: I've gotten beaten up badly once because HER room was dirty. The dishes weren't washed and I got beaten soon as I got home, even if there weren't dishes when I left to school. If i walked too loud, id get my ass beat. She broke my nose for looking at her the wrong way on my 10th birthday when she brought me a cake I was allergic too(It had peanuts, she knows im slightly allergic but feigned ignorance..) It was more or less every day or every other day. She used her fists/elbows/extension cords/hangers/chairs/canes/bats/etc. Whatever she could find I was getting beaten with. I couldn't ever escape to my room for long because she would always call me every few minutes to get her things or to yell at me. She never drank or did drugs or anything. Whenever she was upset and I happened to be in front of her she'd kick me down the stairs to make me hurry up. She's put a knife to my neck before and had to be forcibly stopped by her bf of the time. Burned my Christmas presents from other people (she didnt get me anything that year) and just other really shitty things. The only thing I will say, she tried really hard to make up for it with video games and electronics and etc. It didn't make a difference to me though, it never helped.

She controlled most aspects of my life. I got by with little petty revenges. Peeing in the Lipton iced tea she drank. Rubbing her forks and spoons between ny buttcheeks before i served her dinner. Ignoring her screams for help when she had kidney stones (how tf am i supposed to help anyways??) But by the time i got to highschool I turned to alcohol. I resented her and the negative atmosphere affected who I was as a person. I started to be cold and uncaring. Calculated. She started kicking me out every few months telling me to find somewhere else to live by age 15. She sent me away to a different country for a year and tried to keep my passport but I made it back to the US with the help of the embassy and my step father (she'd already left by that time and found some other dude). I came back senior year with no credits for the prior grade which ended with me getting a GED. I spent most of the time i could with my best friend and started working shitty jobs. I was terrible at saving as i had accumulated loads of shitty habits while growing up so it didnt make much difference. She eventually told me that If i went to college, I would ALWAYS have a place to live until I finished. Cue my first 2 semesters at a 2 year college, I maintained a 3.7ish gpa. My teachers loved me and it was my escape. Towards the end of my 2nd semester during finals, i came home late one night around 10pm and my mother yanks the door open screaming in my face asking when I'll move out. I'm slightly drunk and decide to completely ignore her and walk to my room. If I opened my mouth, that day would be the day I blew up and cursed her out. I've rarely ever raised my voice at her because it never ended well. Now at this point im 19 and I've been doing school full time with no savings. Im also fairly fit and could easily take my mom at this point (Never laid a hand on her or any woman, i hate violence). I get to my room, she rips my door open, and starts yelling. I say nothing and stare at her. She walks away and called the police on me saying she thought id murder her and my younger siblings. I don't know where the fuck she got that idea from as she's the one who's nearly killed me many times.

I packed everything into a duffle bag and left 5 minutes afterwards. I failed all of my finals because I couldn't make it to my school. Things kinda spiraled and the next 2-3 years were me on and off homeless. I survived the best I could in a big city with no college degree and made a lot of shitty choices due to my shitty habits. Eventually i found a profitable hobby that gave me meaning and through that i started to work my way up. Got my own apartment, had a full time job, and did my hobby on the side. I hadn't kept up contact with my mother at all but my younger sister who was old enough to have a phone found me on social media so i saw photos and such, she didn't have it anywhere near as bad but she did get beaten occasionally. My mother reached out via email all smiles asking how I've been. Now guys, ive always been envious of the relationship most ppl have with their moms so I gave her a chance and gave her a call. We talked for a few minutes and everything was civil and seemed like things would go okay but then...

She asked me what I've been up to the last few years and I told her honestly, that I was homeless for a while and struggled a lot after what she did to me but I worked my way out of it. SHE LITERALLY LAUGHS. She laughed for a few seconds in a very condescending kinda chuckle and then said "I never did a thing to you so you don't know what abuse is! its your own damn fault you were homeless. So how about yo-" but by that point I hung up. I was speechless and fuming. I don't know what abuse is? OKAY BITCH. IVE SPENT TOO FUCKING LONG LETTING YOU DESTROY MY SANITY. NOW IS THE TIME.

Side Note: She isn't aware im the cause of any of this. I plan on keeping tabs on her and waiting until it seems like she's close to death before I tell her it was all me and I peed in her Lipton.

Updates:

1) I am psychologically not in the position to take care of my younger siblings or take on a parental role. I came very close to suicide 2 years ago and im just trying to work on my alcohol problem and other habits that keep me in a cycle of instability. No I haven't been to any programs or therapy, I don't think it will help me in regards to my nearly constant apathy and etc.

2) My 2 youngest siblings weren't really bothered much. It was mostly my little sister after I left who got beatings but luckily it wasn't anything near the level I had to deal with.

3) Im also incapable of taking custody because I don't have an apartment anymore due to bad decisions I made while drinking recently. So I'm back to homeless but I crash with a friend once in a awhile. I am very well aware I am an influence on my younger siblings and I'm trying to stay consistent with doing everything I can to be a better and more stable person for them so that maybe I can finally build a real relationship with someone in my family. I'm sorry to disappoint everyone who keeps wishing me more success.

4) Aside from my little siblings, I have zero contact with anyone else in my family. And even then, its been very rare because I had to avoid my mother to see them and didn't want her knowing i kept in contact (Meeting my little sister after school, facetime, etc). The rest of my family were well aware of what she did and distanced themselves. I don't plan on reaching out to them as im not good at maintaining relationships with mostly anyone anyways.

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All Star, Being Alone, and Animals: Lovely senior boy Playful and shy. Likes to play with all kinds of toys. Respectful and playful around other dogs. Tolerant around cats. Housetrained and well behaved when left home alone. Lost the only home he ever knew ID 23748 Waiting on LOVE @ Brooklyn ACC Chico 10 yrs old, 53 lbs ****TO BE KILLED 4/9/18**** ** GOOD WITH DOGS AND CATS ** <3 Poor 10 year old Chico, who would follow his parent around the house, now finds himself all alone. He was rescued as a 3 month old puppy and has been in his home since then. His parent is claiming to have lost his home and unfortunately his boy is now paying the price. Chico is said to be initially shy but warms up within a few minutes. He is tolerant around cats and respectful and playful around other dogs. In the shelter Chico is understandably confused. Yet still he puts his best paw forward and manages to play quite youthfully, with LOTS of joy - running behind the ball and having fun all by himself. But Chico also loves to be pet and to be shown all the love and attention he really needs right now. Please share him for a wonderful retirement home and a soft pillow to lay his head. Check out Chico happily playing with a ball: Dribbling All Star https://youtu.be/10FM8LjA_eE One more video for dear Chico <3 https://youtu.be/Tsrne-DA_bo CHICO ID 23748 BROOKLYN ACC 10 YEAR OLD SENIOR, 53 lbs WHITE / TAN MALE Owner surrender, due to the owner losing his housing and not being able to take the dog with him Intake Date: 03-26-2018 My health has been checked. My vaccinations are up to date. My worming is up to date. I have been microchipped. PROFILE: Basic Information: Chico is a 10 year old, large mixed breed male who was not neutered prior to coming into the shelter. He came into the shelter with a wound from a few weeks ago but has no known health issues. He last went to the vet in November of 2017. He was rescued as a 3 month old puppy and has been in his home since then. He was surrendered due to the owner losing his housing and not being able to take the dog with him. Previously lived with: 1 Adult, 1 child How is this dog around strangers? Chico will alert bark when someone first comes into the home, and is shy for a while around them. He will approach when he sees that the person is talking and relaxed around his owner and then will let them pet him. How is this dog around children? Chico has lived with the owners 8year old son and was tolerant around him. He enjoyed playing with the son with his toys but does not like having his ears or tail pulled. He will get easily annoyed but has not snapped at the son, he will walk away. How is this dog around other dogs? Chico has interacted with other dogs at the dog park and was respectful and playful around them. How is this dog around cats? Chico has spent time around family members cats and was tolerant around them. Resource guarding: Chico has no reported resource guarding by his owner. Bite history: Chico has no bite history. Housetrained: Yes Energy level/descriptors: Medium Other Notes: Chico will whine during thunderstorms and stays near the owners side. He has been able to bathe and groom him but he has not tried to trim his nails. The owner stated he is not bothered by being pushed off the furniture but does not always get down, you have to tell him to get down. He will alert bark when someone approaches the house or yard. Has this dog ever had any medical issues? No For a New Family to Know Chico is described as being playful, excitable and anxious. He is protective of his owner and his home but relaxes after he gets familiar with guests. He likes to follow his owner around when he is home and likes to play with all kinds of toys. He has been an indoor dog and sleeps either on his dog bed or the owners bed. He eats both wet and dry food and is house trained to go outside on any surface and is well behaved when left alone in the house. He knows the command sit and come and has walked both on and off leash. At the park he will run around but comes back when called. Behavior Notes: Chico was growling at counselor when she offered him a treat, owner conducted handling. BEHAVIOR NOTES: Date of intake: 26-Mar-2018 Spay/Neuter status: No Means of surrender (length of time in previous home): Owner surrender(since puppy-hood) Previously lived with: 1 Adult, 1 child Behavior toward strangers: Shy at first, warms up after a few minutes Behavior toward children: Tolerant, but does not like his ears and tail pulled but does not snap. Behavior toward dogs: Respectful and playful Behavior toward cats: Tolerant Resource guarding: None reported Bite history: No, but Chico was bitten by a dog 3 weeks ago, he did not receive medical attention. There is a wound on his right shoulder/ side of body. Housetrained: Yes Energy level/descriptors: The owner describes Chico as playful, excitable and anxious with a medium activity level. SAFER SCORES Date of assessment: 28-Mar-2018 Look: 2. Dog pulls out of Assessor's hands each time without settling during three repetitions. Sensitivity: 2. Dog stands still and accepts the touch, eyes are averted, tail is between legs, body stiff, mouth closed, lip long, ears likely back, may lip lick. Tag: 1. Dog follows at the end of the leash, body soft. Paw squeeze 1: 3. Dog closes mouth, becomes stiff. Flank squeeze 1: 3. Dog closes mouth, begins to purse lips and becomes stiff. Flank squeeze 2: 3. Dog closes mouth, begins to purse lips and becomes stiff. Toy: 1. Minimal interest in toy, dog may smell or lick, then turns away. Summary: Chico came into the assessment room quiet and timid, he was not really interested with the handlers. He needed alot of coaxing to get his attention but allows to bet pet on his head and body with a slow approach. Summary (1): According to Chico's previous owner, Chico is respectful around other dogs. He did have an incident that resulted with him being bitten, but the owner did not give us details on what led to the altercation. 3/27: When off leash at the Care Centers, Chico is sexually motivated and follows the female helper dog around the pen, exploring her genitals. He can barley focus on the surrounding area, even when handlers interrupt him. 3/28: Today, Chico continued to be sexually motivated and was difficult to interrupt. He mounted the female greeter, and had to be physically removed by handlers. Date of intake: 26-Mar-2018 Summary: Growled at the counselor, owner conduct handling. Date of initial: 27-Mar-2018 Summary: Wary, barks and muzzle needed. ENERGY LEVEL: Chico displays a low activity level in the care center. BEHAVIOR DETERMINATION: ADULT ONLY HOME Recommendations: No children (under 13) Recommendations comments: No children: Due to how uncomfortable Chico is currently with touch and novel stimuli, we feel that an adult-only home would be most beneficial at this time. Potential challenges: Fearful Potential challenges comments: Fearful: The behavior department recommends allowing Chico to approach his potential new adopters at his own pace. Force-free, reward based training is advised when introducing/exposing Chico to new and unfamiliar situations. MEDICAL EXAM NOTES: 27-Mar-2018 Spay/Neuter Waiver - Age It is the policy of ACC not to perform surgery on any animal over the age of 8-10 years due to the higher risks incurred in a shelter setting. The veterinarian is hereby issuing a permanent spay/neuter waiver, from the spay/neuter requirements of the City of NY due to the estimated age of this animal. ACC does recommend you consult with your veterinarian to determine if surgical sterilization is appropriate. 27-Mar-2018 DVM Intake Exam Estimated age:10 reported Microchip noted on Intake?n Microchip Number (If Applicable): History : o surrender Subjective: Observed Behavior -wary. barked once. muzzled Evidence of Cruelty seen -n Evidence of Trauma seen -n Objective T = P =60 R =wnl BCS 4/9 EENT: Eyes clear, ears clean, no nasal or ocular discharge noted Oral Exam:no exam (muzzled) PLN: No enlargements noted H/L: NSR, NMA, , Lungs clear, eupnic ABD: Non painful, no masses palpated U/G:2 testes MSI: Ambulatory x 4, ventral abdomen skin is erythrmatous and hyperkeratotic. no overt yeasty smell. CNS: Mentation appropriate - no signs of neurologic abnormalities Assessment: geriatric. pyoderma vs malasezzia (or both) Prognosis:fair Plan:cephalexin 500mg bid x 14d if no improvement consider malaseb baths SURGERY: Permanent waiver due to age * TO FOSTER OR ADOPT * If you would like to adopt a dog on our “To Be Killed” list, and you CAN get to the shelter in person to complete the adoption process *within 48 hours of reserve*, you can reserve the dog online until noon on the day they are scheduled to die. We have provided the Brooklyn, Staten Island and Manhattan information below. Adoption hours at these facilities is Noon – 8:00 p.m. (6:30 on weekends) HOW TO RESERVE A “TO BE KILLED” DOG ONLINE (only for those who can get to the shelter IN PERSON to complete the adoption process, and only for the dogs on the list NOT marked New Hope Rescue Only). Follow our Step by Step directions below! *PLEASE NOTE – YOU MUST USE A PC OR TABLET – PHONE RESERVES WILL NOT WORK! ** STEP 1: CLICK ON THIS RESERVE LINK: https://newhope.shelterbuddy.com/Animal/List Step 2: Go to the red menu button on the top right corner, click register and fill in your info. Step 3: Go to your email and verify account Step 4: Go back to the website, click the menu button and view available dogs. It should read, "reserve in progress". That is YOUR reserve. Step 5: Scroll to the animal you are interested and click reserve STEP 6 ( MOST IMPORTANT STEP ): GO TO THE MENU AGAIN AND VIEW YOUR CART. THE ANIMAL SHOULD NOW BE IN YOUR CART! Step 7: Fill in your credit card info and complete transaction Animal Care Centers of NYC (ACC) nycacc.org At-Risk Animals Thank you for your interest in adopting from Animal Care Centers of NYC. Our At Risk List is posted each day (except Saturday) at 6:00PM and remains viewable until 12:00PM noon the following day. newhope.shelterbuddy.com HOW TO FOSTER OR ADOPT IF YOU *CANNOT* GET TO THE SHELTER IN PERSON, OR IF THE DOG IS NEW HOPE RESCUE ONLY! You must live within 3 – 4 hours of NY, NJ, PA, CT, RI, DE, MD, MA, NH, VT, ME or Norther VA. Please PM our page for assistance. You will need to fill out applications with a New Hope Rescue Partner to foster or adopt a dog on the To Be Killed list, including those labelled Rescue Only. Hurry please, time is short, and the Rescues need time to process the applications.

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