#his name is scott :0)

[chocostarsss]

Calico Critters - Baby Treat Series 🍰

[cregansgf]

❝ 𝑺𝑪𝑶𝑻𝑻𝒀 𝑫𝑶𝑬𝑺𝑵'𝑻 𝑲𝑵𝑶𝑾 ❞ | ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴛᴛ

Summary: Harry doesn’t like your boyfriend, neither do you. What better to do than fuck him in his van?

Warnings: pure smut, 0 plot, cheating, cursing, unprotected p in v (no no) , Harry is a hottie ,

A/n: Listened to this song and had to write a smut abt it🙏

“What would scotty think, hm?” Harry teased, his hand pushing your head down his length further. “What would he think if he knew my cock was shoved down his girls throat? Oh that’s right your mine” He cooed before throwing his head back letting out a moan. “Fuck” he murmured before lifting your head off him, “I wanna cum inside you” He stated before fixing your guys position so he was now hovering over you, he slid his length between your folds for a moment, coating himself in your wetness before he slid himself into you.

You both let out a moan as you moved your hand to grip his curls, tugging on them, wanting him impossibly closer. “Need you.” You whispered

“You have me baby” He smirked, his pace quickening.

“Need more” you pouted, bringing his face closer to yours, “Kiss me”

You didn’t have to tell him twice, he smashed his lips onto yours, the kiss had been sloppy. You didn’t know how long you both stayed like that but you broke apart, the sound of your phone ringing snapping you from your daze.

You looked at the floor of his van beside you both towards where you threw your phone, noticing your boyfriend’s name flash across it.

The sight only encouraged Harry’s thrusts, “You gonna answer him?” He questioned, reaching for your phone

“No!” You cried out, pulling him back to you, “Don’t stop” You begged, bucking your hips towards him.

He let out a throaty laugh as he lifted your phone towards your face, “Say hi for me baby” He murmured before answering the call.

“Babe?” You heard your boyfriend’s voice come through the phone. “You there?”

“H—Hi” You blurted out, trying to push Harry away, but it only made him slam into you harder, his smirk growing.

“Where are you?” Scott questioned, “The mall closed an hour ago.” He informed.

“ m close!” You blurted out, trying to hold back your moans.

“You’re almost here?” Scott questioned again, his tone growing weary

“Yes! No— I-“ You rambled, feeling your high grow closer. “I have to go!” You cried out, grabbing your phone and hanging up before throwing it somewhere in the van once more. “Fuck!” You moaned feeling Harry come inside you, leading you to finish.

Harry let out a laugh, as he continued to tower over you, his eyes never once leaving yours. “You didn’t say hi for me” He fake pouted.

All you could do was nudge him as you let out a breath.

“Another day down” He smiled placing a kiss on your forehead. “Scotty doesn’t know.” He murmured placing sloppy kisses all over your face.

Scottys gotta go.

[ephemeraltapes]

burning candle - prologue

chapter: 0/?

pairings: reader x stiles, lydia x stiles, ?

word count: 754

synopsis: a glimpse into the year before, when your biggest concern was stiles finding out about your crush on him.

You tap your pencil against your lip while you listen to your English teacher drone on about the book you were supposed to read for class. You sighed, looking at the clock wondering if this will ever be over.

12:30PM. Only half an hour has passed and it made you groan internally. You glance over at Lydia to see if she was thinking the same thing. When you make eye contact with her it seems you’re both thinking the same thing. You crack a smile at her which she mirrors. She looks down at a paper in her notebook, quickly writing something down before passing it to you.

You open the folded paper. “I haven’t heard a single word she’s said this whole time.” You try to hold back a laugh while writing back a reply before passing it to her. She reads your handwriting and tries to hold back her laughter but she can’t. The teacher stops what she’s saying and turns to Lydia. “Is there anything you want to share with us Ms. Martin?” Lydia raises and eyebrow, “Don’t let my giggling stop you from your boring lecture.” The teacher sighs before turning to her desk and handing both you and Lydia a detention slip. You groan and put your head in your hands.

“Alright, let’s continue.”

As the bell rings signaling the end of your class, you feel a tap on your shoulder as you’re putting your books away in your bag. You turn, expecting to see Lydia behind you, only to come face to face with the boy you’ve been crushing on for ages. Stiles Stilinski.

The brown-eyed boy is saying something to you but you’re finding it hard to listen. You watch the way his lashes flutter against his cheek every time he blinks. He’s so handsome. You’re brought out of your trance as you hear him call your name twice in a row. “Are you even listening to me?”

You blink out of your thoughts, “Can you repeat it for me, maybe?” He shakes his head and does so anyways. “Listen to me,” He puts his hands on your shoulders, “you need to help me with the Lydia situation.” Your chest aches hearing those words come out of his mouth. Not this again. “Last idea didn’t go well?” You ask out of politeness, because you already knew the answer.

“Haha. Very funny.” The sarcastic tone is heavy in his words. “I don’t know why your advice doesn’t work. I mean- you guys have best friends for years and you know her better than anyone!” You frown, although it upsets you that his affection is directed towards your best friend you still sympathize with his situation. I mean, who could understand him better than you? You are literally in his exact situation. Although, you think you might somehow be worst off even though Stiles actually knows your name.

“I’m sorry to hear that Stiles. I think she’s really into Jackson right now. Not a day goes by where that man’s name doesn’t come out of her mouth at some point.” You pat his shoulder to comfort him. “There’s no guy out there better than you...” You inhale before continuing, “I don’t know... how she doesn’t see what’s right in front of her.” Your words make him smile, even if it’s just a little bit. “It must be tiring to hear me mope about Lydia all the time. I know I’ve already tired out Scott.” He tries to laugh off his words but you can tell that he’s actually a bit upset from the situation. “It’s normal to want to talk about your crush, especially if you’ve liked them for a long time.”

Stiles laughs at your words. “Then how come you never talk about your crush?” Your eyes widen but you try to shake off his pointed statement. “Well that’s because I obviously don’t have one.” Stiles narrows his eyes at you, you feel yourself start to sweat almost. Why does this feel like it’s going to turn into an interrogation?

“Fine. I’ll let it go.” You let out the breath you didn’t even know you were holding in. You never realized the prospect of Stiles finding out about your one-sided affection for him would have such an effect on you. You felt like you couldn’t breathe. “But you’ll tell me someday, right? Maybe when you finally go on a date with him?” You let out what could be described as the most unconvincing laugh of all time. “Totally.”

[jadienjaystoriesandart]

I’m tempted to write a sit com style of Limited Life.

It follows the Clockers, a family of a single mom, Cleo Clocker, and her two sons (who we think are adopted) Scar and Bdubs Clocker (who we also swear that those aren’t their real names).

The local biker gang, Bad Boys, Grian, Joel, and Jimmy (who we aren’t sure are related but people speculate Jimmy and Grian are. And that Joel has a wife we don’t see)

The neighbors, Pearl and BigB (of which we think Pearl is Grian’s sister but isn’t confirmed. And is dating BigB to piss off her brother.) who are very nosey and tend to get involved in the family drama because of this.

Their absent dad, Etho Slab (Formerly Clocker), as he causes problems in the families life trying to ‘reconnect’ with his sons. And running a bar with his old college buddies Tango, Skizz, and Impulse. (We think they are in a poly or something. But none of them are straight.)

And the two resort owners, Scott and Martin, well ‘resort’ is an Airbnb they rent out and make great money with. (We think they are in a relationship (?), but Scott acts weird around Jimmy, and Martyn seems to have some weird trauma around Cleo. We aren’t sure why, but something happened.)l

Noted Plot points.

- Grian and Scar used to be a couple when teens, and Grian cheated on Scar with BigB.

- BigB was under the assumption that Scar was into this, and has tried to get Grian to do a threesome.

- Pearl is ‘dating’ BigB because both want to make Grian jealous. (It’s working)

- Scar still has feelings for Grian but also hates his guts. Several times through the series they have hate sex.

- Bdubs has some ‘dad’ trauma. And constantly looking for Etho’s approval.

- Etho only ever liked Bdubs and doesn’t like his eldest son Scar. He thinks Cleo had an affair. (Fans speculate that Scar is adopted)

- Fans speculate Joel has a secret wife that he hides form the Bad Boys and her name is Lizzie. They think she’s Pearl’s best friend or former girlfriend before she got with Joel.

- Gem is Cleo’s girlfriend in this, but people seem to think she’s Cleo’s sister which is confusing as to why.

- Renchanting is a closed down shop after Ren broke up with Martyn and left for a different city.

- The place takes place on a costal town a few miles away from a city. So Beach shenanigans (And Scar in a tight swimsu-)

- Jimmy is always having doubts of being a Bad Boy and seems to have a crush on Tango. (Fans love the angst for this shit).

- Bdubs and Scar have a great brotherly relationship even if they don’t see eye to eye.

- Tango, Impulse, and Skizz all keep trying to get Etho to ‘man up’ and actually be there for his kids. (Or at least Bdubs, Scar is doing fine on his own it seems). While also being bad influences on him for ways he can get Cleo to not hate him.

- they also own a tie shop business on the side of their bar. And no one knows why.

- Fans speculate the family is in a gang or mafia, but aren’t sure what. There is little evidence but it is scary how this little bit shows a darker picture.

- fans also speculate both Scar and Bdubs aren’t Cleo’s or Etho’s kids due to the stupid always changing their ages. Hence the mafia theory.

- both Scar and Bdubs are whores, and so is everyone else. I don’t make the rules.

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This is about all I got for now. But if I come up with more ideas, I’ll let you know.

[chipperchemical]

here's a headcanon for most Skizz ships to prove my theory that he is the most shippable man to ever exist

Bdubs/Skizz - Skizz pampers the HELL out of Bdubs. giving him random gifts, constant PDA, always letting him steal his clothes. (you know how when cats lick and clean rabbits, both the rabbit and the cat think they're the dominant one in the exchange? yeah. that's them.)

BigB/Skizz - they have the strangest uncle vibes you've ever seen. they'd show up to the gathering with homemade desserts, forget everyone's names twice, refer to each other as "roommate" while wearing wedding rings, and leave with the bowl of Doritos. cryptid couple.

Etho/Skizz - as they lay together, they'll both trace each other's scars oh-so-gently with their fingers. sometimes they'll trail kisses down them. Etho isn't much of a touch person, so Skizz treasures these rare moments when they're so intimate.

Scar/Skizz - they have watched the entirety of the Star Wars franchise about three times by now. Skizz still isn't really sure what it's about because Scar likes to ramble over the dialogue with trivia about each individual scene, but he prefers it that way anyway.

Grian/Skizz - it's pretty common to see them both up in the air, having a flying competition. Grian is objectively much better: he can swoop and curve and dive with such elegance, while Skizz can barely change direction without a bit of stumbling. they're both too competitive to give in though, and it's just so much fun! so far, the score is 82 - 0. (and hey, if all that flying exhausts them both so that they get home and cuddle until they sleep, then bonus!)

Impulse/Skizz - Skizz always seems to know when something is bothering Impulse, to the point where he'll fly across the server to see him because he "just had a bad feeling". it's always correct, and Skizz always makes sure to comfort Impulse.

Martyn/Skizz - they make each other laugh SO hard. it's rare to see them not smiling around each other because of how much chemistry and banter they have. absolute chaos bringers.

Mumbo/Skizz - Skizz can very easily pick Mumbo up as if he weighs nothing. if they're together, Mumbo barely gets the chance to walk anywhere because Skizz just loves carrying him bridal-style to various places. sometimes Skizz will even have Mumbo in one arm and another hermit in the other just to show off; Mumbo finds it quite handsome.

Pearl/Skizz - Pearl makes Skizz bouquets of flowers as random gifts, "just cause!". he keeps all of them in a vase in his base, keeping them until they're wilted and dying until she gifts him a new one. occasionally he'll put a flower in his suit pocket when they go out, to match with one in her hair.

Ren/Skizz - they're constantly play-arguing about who's the better lover, who's better at flirting, etc. they will only stop when Skizz pulls Ren in for a kiss so he physically can't argue back.

Scott/Skizz - they're all softness and sweetness. Skizz will talk to Scott in a softer voice than usual, making sure he bundles up warm or has a hearty breakfast; Scott laughs and pushes him away ("I don't need you mothering me!"), but he does find it quite endearing to not be so independent for once. bonus: they're totally like parents to the rest of the group. they've grounded Jimmy twice.

Joel/Skizz - the MOST competitive couple on the server. if they're going somewhere, it's a race; if they're flirting, it's a challenge; they are just non-stop. at first, Skizz tried to reign in Joel's competitiveness a bit, but it's just so much more fun to make everything into a playful competition. they are the reason Uno was banned at the group hangouts.

Jimmy/Skizz - refer to themselves as "jizzle" when together. they enjoy the sheer rage and disappointment that it's always met with.

Tango/Skizz - they are the MOST PDA couple you will EVER see. Tango is constantly calling Skizz handsome, hanging off of him, gently biting him on the arm; likewise, Skizz always has an arm around Tango, squeezing his cheeks as he tries to talk, pressing kisses all over his face and arms. it's sickeningly sweet.

Cleo/Skizz - they're both so chaotic but in such different ways: Cleo is one annoyance away from setting fire to someone while Skizz is one funny idea away from setting fire to himself. sometimes they have to reign each other in, but most of the time Cleo is burning down a building and Skizz is cheering them on from the sidelines. he brings little cheerleader pom-poms.

Zedaph/Skizz - they are banned from the kitchen after trying to make instant noodles in the coffee machine <3

[gunsandspaceships]

Tony's Heart: Arrhythmia

For at least 6 years (from 2008 to 2014) Tony suffered from arrhythmia and had a pacemaker and ICD (implantable cardioverter-defibrillator) in his chest along with arc reactor. How do we know this:

IM1 0:25:55 - There's no need to "run a heart" if there's only shrapnel in the chest. Yinsen's words only make sense if there is something running the heart that requires electricity from the reactor - a pacemaker and ICD.

IM1 0:51:10 - In the scene where Pepper changes his reactor and takes out the old magnet, we hear Tony's heart went into tachycardia and he was about to get a cardiac arrest (caused by arrhythmias). After connecting the new reactor, Tony received an electric shock and his heart rate returned to normal. What happened: It wasn't the shrapnel that caused this reaction - even without magnet, the shrapnel would have been too slow to cause immediate danger. A pacemaker-ICD is a power source, chip, and electrodes that go to a heart. In this case, the power source is the reactor itself, the chip is part of the reactor, and the electrodes run from the base of the socket to Tony's heart. When Tony connected the reactor cable to the base plate, he connected it to the electrodes so that his pacemaker could work and save him from his irregular heartbeats. Apparently connecting the reactor to the base plate was necessary to power his pacemaker and nothing else, since the old magnet had been pulled out by Pepper and the new reactor had its own magnet. Without reactor-pacemaker-ICD, he had no protection against arrhythmia. So when Pepper touched the socket walls, it gave Tony a shock and disrupted his hearth rhythm (similar happened to him in Endgame), then she pulled out the magnet and that stressed him enough to give him tachycardia, and as soon as the reactor was reconnected, the pacemaker-ICD worked again and corrected Tony's heart rhythm by sending him a therapeutic electric shock.

IM1 1:37:00 - Stane pulled out the reactor with pacemaker out of Tony's chest. Without the pacemaker, due to temporary paralysis and stress Tony's heart went to bradycardia (abnormally slow heartbeat), which gives us the diagnosis - Sick Sinus Syndrome (tachycardia-bradycardia syndrome). Tony managed to get to his lab and connect the old reactor. Shrapnel and electromagnet had nothing to do with it, because, as I already mentioned, shrapnel is too slow to cause damage in such a short time, and we also have to remember that the old magnet was outside the reactor and was pulled out by Pepper. So there was no magnet in this reactor. From that moment until the end of the battle with Stane, the shrapnel in Tony's chest was free. Tony needed this reactor first to correct the arrhythmia, and then to power the armor, and not to stop the shrapnel. He plugged it in, received a treatment shock that eliminated the bradycardia, and may have lost consciousness, which is why he was lying on the floor when Rhodes found him.

IM3 Deleted scene "Tony, Harley and EJ" - Tony saves EJ using his reactor's ICD function. He had to take it out of his chest and give the boy shocks, receiving them himself, which disrupted his heart rhythm. This sent Tony into ventricular fibrillation, and Harley had to reconnect the reactor so the ICD could deliver the treatment shock you see in the second gif.

Avengers: Endgame (1:20:30) - Tony asked Scott to induce a mild cardiac dysrhythmia (another name for arrhythmia) in his 2012 copy by pulling out a pin inside the reactor. This appeared to disrupt the normal functioning of his pacemaker and caused him to have a series of abnormal shocks that led to an arrhythmia and him falling to the ground in convulsions. Note that Tony knew what to do and that it (probably) wouldn't kill him, meaning his pacemaker-ICD would eventually solve the problem on its own, even without Thor's help.

And finally:

In case my evidence is not convincing enough.

[zahri-melitor]

I know you've all been waiting for this one: Sum of Our Parts (yes I finally got to Meghan Fitzmartin).

The very first thing I'll say: yeah, I see why DC commissioned more stuff from her after getting this and seeing the response. It's a solid opening showing her ability to write Tim.

There were a lot of moving parts that needed to be re-established and tidied up in this story, and I can see the list being worked through:-

Name: being very clear Tim is currently Robin, because since Tynion's 'Tec run ended, his name and costume have been varying by who is writing him with very little consistency.

Tim not going to university: this probably did need a push back on, because Tynion just waved the door open on that again during Joker War.

The fact that Tim and Steph are broken up (sort of essential for the plot being told)

Playing with the themes of moving on from Robin (but in this case using it as a frame to actually be the bait and switch that it's coming out instead)

Bernard is clearly an OC from the ground up who shares a name and hair colour with his previous existence. Which, look, Bernard was a pretty thin character with basically two personality traits (conspiracy theorist/trying really hard to project cool), and it is of course fairly arguable that Bernard was projecting a front at 16 that he no longer needs now he's accepted his identity. But it would be nice to have that conveyed in the text, rather than something you infer to try and connect two characters who are otherwise unalike. Especially given how much of the story is Tim reflecting on himself.

Even a line or two more about how he doesn't feel the need for a front anymore to line up with Tim having revelations. "Tell Tim Drake...he helped me realise my true self. Who I am" is nice enough but it could still use some more acknowledgement of how that changed his personality. It's just this nice parallel that could have helped develop the themes more securely. There's a bunch of possible implications you can read into the story (particularly in terms of how the Dowd parents really ARE characterised lightly as Fanon Drakes, between the polite fronts and implications that Bernard was previously abused at home in this) and this is one of the things that while I don't mind how much of this story Fitzmartin was telling via implication, a few more concrete things confirmed would have helped.

If I were going to make a solid stab of a guess at what sections of Robin Fitzmartin liked/reread in the lead into writing this, I honestly think it was Fabian Nicieza's Robin run (and probably parts of Red Robin). It's just...a lot of the characterisation has some very similar notes to it. Tim's got the same sort of smug confident edge to his internal commentary, the ways his skills are portrayed, and Detective Williams even reminds me quite a bit of Officer Jamie Harper. (I don't think she actually looked back over Willingham).

It's also very much a coming out story, and I do appreciate in that Fitzmartin does try to be delicate about it and doesn't whack you over the head with the bluntest lines possible (I just suffered through that in Infinite Frontier #0 with Alan Scott and good god did I cringe the entire way through the 'yes while you are my biological children and I have indeed been married. to women. I am gay. Listen to me come out.'), the amount of implied themes she levels through it is still substantial. It could have used slightly more focus on the actual underlying mystery.

I can also see the start of the situation where the story needs to decide whether Bernard Knows or Doesn't Know. Because both states would allow for situations with a lot of drama (and potentially identity shenanigans which are the best shenanigans), but just having it as sort of vacillating in the middle as something that doesn't need to be investigated? It's leaving a lot of potential storytelling on the floor that could instead be used to send Tim through the wringer. (Also Tim wow half of that cult probably could have figured out your identity, you weren't subtle)

Look, I don't think this story contained the greatest Barbara Gordon characterisation ever written, but it was within the bounds of overly-interfering, self-righteous and pushy Babs, which is something that does pop up at times. It felt in conversation with her characterisation in Batgirl 2009, and while I don't LIKE the way Babs is written in it, especially in regards to Steph, it makes sense in terms of the direction DC was pivoting at this point in terms of leading into the whole Batgirls title.

Fitzmartin was also clearly using Steph characterisation from very late Robin/BFTC/start of Red Robin, when they were fighting, in terms of how she's trying to have Steph needle at Tim's sore points, and set up a dichotomy of 'Steph has it together/Tim does not'.

And yes, Belén Ortega's art is very, VERY pretty.

[max--phillips]

Okay here goes

First, the spoiler free stuff:

Ridley Scott knows how to make a fucking film.

If I don’t see fics of Acacius x reader x Lucilla I will begin biting

If you are going in it for Pedro, I will warn you his character is very important but kind of… idk, shallow is too strong of a word, but not very fleshed out. I don’t think that’s an issue in the greater scheme of the movie though, it makes sense in the plot and doesn’t feel out of place or bad in the universe.

If you are going in it for Paul Mescal, you will not be disappointed.

Please watch the first movie first. The story will not make any fucking sense if you don’t.

Just the right amount of flashbacks and footage from the first movie . Chefs kiss

Ridley Scott really said “all emperors and tyrants are nasty little freaks with terrible vibes”

Oh also if you’re squeamish about gore and stuff like. It’s a movie about gladiators so set your expectations accordingly. There is an instance of a disembodied head used as a prop. So y’know

Okay, spoilery stuff below the cut

Arishat was hot :( rip

Monkeys at the beginning? Terrible. 0/10 did not enjoy that. Also did not enjoy seeing and hearing Mr. Mescal BITING ONE

I love Ravi I would watch a whole movie just about him tending to gladiators’ wounds quite frankly. Give me that story

We love to see bisexuality on screen (even though that wasn’t a social identity at the time but we’re not here to talk about that) what with the concubines and drunk as fuck Macrinus

Speaking of drunk as fuck Macrinus: that whole scene was so fucking funny. They’re like that meme about people getting high. You know the one

Speaking of Macrinus—Denzel Washington stole the show. When TIME magazine pushed a story to me today headlined “Gladiator II Belongs to Denzel Washington,” I was like, pshhhh, nah. But it really does. It’s not about him? But it’s his fucking show.

The politics . THE POLITICS

It feels a little heavy handed right now but that wasn’t probably how it was intended, given it was made before. Y’know. The election. But the whole dream of Rome being a place where everyone is equal and cared for but you can only whisper it or it’ll shatter? Yeah.

Oh, right, Acacius: that dude is so tired he does NOT want to be there. Let him go home to his hot wife. Alas, his hot wife is the way she is and like… no good deed goes unpunished.

And I fucking called it with my text post a few months ago. Two (2) movies now where Denzel Washington (either directly or indirectly) kills Pedro Pascal. Brilliant

Admittedly selfishly I would’ve liked to see more of him. But it felt like the correct thing in the context of the story. If he didn’t die then, if he wasn’t the inciting event for the uprising of the people of Rome, it wouldn’t have made sense and it would’ve just been fan service and “look, we got Pedro Pascal!” at that point.

I would’ve liked to see a more in-depth exploration of the change in relationship between Lucius and Lucilla—it seems like they went from Lucius screaming at her to get out to them hugging it out without any real development between the two of them specifically. Obviously a lot had happened in the world of the movie at that point but nonetheless

Macrinus shooting Lucilla was his Icarus moment. There was no coming back from that. “But what about Geta” “but what about Caracalla” no. It was Lucilla. If she’d gotten got by the praetorian guards or something else, it would’ve been fine. But because it was Macrinus there was nowhere he could go from there other than [checks notes] getting his hand chopped off and then gutted in a dirty irrigation ditch.

Remember kids, the people in power who are causing all of the things going wrong in the world have names and addresses and are mortal <3

Also another takeaway from the movie: imperialism, religious extremism, ableism, and authoritarianism will be the end of us all <3

Anyway. Good movie. Can’t wait to watch it again in my own home with subtitles so I can actually like… process everything everyone was saying LMAO and take better reaction notes.

I’m still sitting in the theater parking lot it’s been like 30 minutes LMAO okay thanks for coming to my tedtalk or whatever

[alter1n]

Yeah, I drew Cassidy. Again, eheh~

Well, I saw tutorial on TikTok, sooo, I tried this thing too. Yep (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

(Actually, this is first time I drew something like this-)

And some sketch with Phone guy and Cassidy :P

( I'm still shocked of the new upcoming book "The week before" and I can't believe they finally told pg's name! HELL YEAH! I have expected any name for him, but Ralph... Well, at least now we have his fully canon name :0 )

Anyway, he's still Scott in my main au)

[goldenherc9]

A Golden Christmas Carol - The Epilogue

The Boxing Day Match

Previous chapters: Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6

On the frosty Boxing Day evening, two days after the Christmas party, a packed stadium roared as The Golden Army, led by their charismatic captain and striker, Scott #9, who has come back with strength, determination, a fire in his heart that has been hugely lit by his gold and polo-drone brothers, clashed with their fierce rivals, The Red Tornados. The air crackled with anticipation under the glowing floodlights.

The match began with both teams fiercely battling for dominance. The Red Tornados, known for their relentless speed, unleashed wave after wave of attacks. But The Golden Army’s defense held firm, with Captain Hercules urging his team to stay resolute.

In the 43rd minute, the breakthrough came. Hercules intercepted a midfield pass, his golden jersey glinting under the lights. With unmatched skill, he weaved through defenders, launching a thunderous shot that sailed into the top corner. The stadium erupted as The Golden Army surged ahead.

In the second half, The Red Tornados pushed for an equalizer, their star forward coming close. But the Golden Army’s goalkeeper made a stunning save, keeping their hopes alive.

In the dying moments, Hercules led a counterattack, assisting his teammate for a second goal. The whistle blew, sealing a 2-0 victory for The Golden Army. Captain Hercules raised his arms triumphantly as fans chanted his name—a hero on a golden night.

This epilogue to A Golden Christmas Carol, is my homage to a great team of brothers who have done a wonderful 6 parter for me to show how much I truly am cared and appreciated for so here for you guys my contribution.

Thank you ever so much bros @brodygold @polo-drone-001 @danielgold-16 @polo-drone-110 @polo-drone-084 and @polo-drone-070

[leonslutkennedeeznuts]

The Wedding Date | Leon x Fem!Reader

"From the first meeting to rehearsal dinner everyone had fallen in love with him. Including you." | One-shot inspired by The Wedding Date (2005): Leon's an escort. You hire him and fall in love. (AO3)

It was an expensive, totally stupid impulsive thing to do- book a male escort as your wedding date to stick it to your ex (and nagging mother) that you weren’t a lonely, miserable spinster. You weren’t ugly or anything, just lazy with a specific plan- to rub it in your ex fiance’s face that you were 100% over him and moving on by “dating” someone way more attractive and totally smitten with you.

His name was Scott, or so he said as per his website details. He was 6 '0, clearly worked out, had dirty blonde hair in a boyband haircut and per his many reviews was a skilled lover- but that part was totally irrelevant to you. It had taken a few days to finally bite the bullet. Your career was stable, you had the money- it just made sense to go this route versus swiping on Tinder. You’d never done this before but were admittedly desperate. You needed a professional, someone that nobody in your friend group knew who could lie his way in and out of any conversations and questions they’d be sure to ask him.

He just had to look good, pretend to be in love with you, get paid and then fuck off never to be seen again when the wedding was over.

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You’d met up with him at a bougie brunch spot on a Sunday afternoon, having chugged one mimosa with a shot of vodka before he even showed up to ease your nerves.

“This is the weirdest outcall I’ve ever been to,” he’d joked after introducing himself to you, his hands so soft and his cologne making you wet. “Nice to meet you, Y/N.”

Scott was funny, naturally charismatic and beautiful to look at. He clearly took care of himself and didn’t seem phased by your plan at all once revealed to him.

“Alright, we need to go over the questions they’ll ask you, about us, your life, yadda yadda,” you’d instructed him. You tried your best to be assertive and not give into the butterflies flying wildly inside your stomach. “This has to be very convincing.”

You had tried to rehearse his answers with him but Scott refused while gazing at you intently. You’d definitely need new panties after this but he didn’t need to know that.

Scott had said he’d prefer to see how everything worked out before accepting payment. This plot of yours amused him greatly, he had said as much several times. Nobody had ever hired him to be arm candy until you. He planned to enjoy every second of this.

“They’ll know I’m lying, sweetheart. It’s better to just wing it. Trust me, Y/N, I won’t let you down.”

And Scott didn’t let you down. He’d passed the “test” with flying colors. From the first meeting to rehearsal dinner everyone had fallen in love with him. Including you.

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It was late one night after having to help with decorating the church and you just wanted to relax. One bottle of wine later and you were getting a little bold and very nosy about Scott’s personal life as he gave you an exquisite foot rub.

“I didn’t make it into the police academy. I was 21 years old in a new city with nowhere to go so I started stripping. Then stripping became this.”

You gave him a reassuring smile, your hand patting his shoulder while the other held a glass of sweet burgundy wine. Scott had chosen whiskey for himself. Wine gave him bad hangovers, he’d admitted. 

“I thought about being a stripper once,” you revealed. “I almost auditioned actually but my dancing is terrible without heels so with them on I’m sure I’d break my ankles.”

Scott laughed, as if he’d imagined you in a pair of clear heels attempting to dance around a pole and failing miserably. Making him laugh made you feel warm all over.

Conversations with him came naturally, he felt like an old friend. It was none of your business, truly but he’d answered you unashamedly. A part of you wished you’d met him under different circumstances for a chance at something real.

“Why aren’t you married yet, Y/N?” 

You definitely weren’t expecting him to ask that. Your previous relationship was still a sore subject- he’d been your highschool sweetheart and first love. With a job promotion and more money, your ex had wanted to date around and see what else was out there a few months after proposing.

“One day he just decided that he didn’t want me anymore,” came your solemn answer.

You took a big gulp of wine to keep from crying. This was the guy that you thought you’d be planning your wedding with at this age. Instead you hired a male escort that you developed feelings for. C’est la vie!

“What a fucking idiot, seriously. You’re beautiful, Y/N, inside and out. A total catch,” Scott asserted. “Dude is a loser for letting you go.”

That remark made you smile, bringing a feeling of peace that washed over you from within at his words. You really enjoyed being around Scott. He was damn good at what he did: making women feel desired. Even though this was his job, it just felt natural to lean in and kiss him so you did. To your surprise Scott kissed you back quite fiercely, the taste of whiskey on his tongue almost like a poison bringing you deeper under his spell.

“Let me take care of you tonight,” he’d offered.

Scott was indeed a skilled lover. 

He lifted you up effortlessly, laying you on the bed before teasing with kisses up and down your body. You were so wet it hurt and ached. Your clothes quickly became a crumpled up heap on the floor while he stayed fully clothed sans a shirt.

“Such a pretty pussy, baby.”

He never stopped touching or tasting you that night, making sure that you came hard on his face and with his fingers, refusing to let you return the favor. You rode his tongue to completion, let him flip you onto your back and bucked into his mouth almost crying at how good he made you feel.

“You taste so good, Y/N.”

Your ex had been selfish in bed, all about receiving and barely giving. You thought you’d had an orgasm before but now you knew better. Scott made you cum almost violently, begging, writhing and almost screaming every time he sucked your clit or filled you up with two or three fingers.

“Can eat you out all fucking night.”

You had to push his head away before he finally stopped, looking so pleased with his work as you watched him through heavily lidded eyes. He kissed you one last time, the taste of yourself on his tongue giving a sense of pride. This gorgeous man had dined on you like he’d never get enough, licking and eating your cum like it was a delicacy. You wanted to taste him too, to look into his eyes as he slid into you and fucked you so deep and hard that your headboard banged against the wall.

But instead, he cuddled you until sleep finally took over. 

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Scott wasn’t there when you awoke the next morning.

You awoke in a panic, your head pounding as the events of last night started to replay in your head. Wine. Scott. Orgasms. Your thighs were sore.

“Shit,” you exclaimed. The wedding. Your wedding date. Scott. Was he going to show up now? Would it be too awkward? Was it all just a wine induced episode of lucid dreaming?

You hurriedly got out of bed and took a shower. The envelope with his payment was still in your dresser. Did he even know it was there? You tried to focus on everything but Scott on your drive to the venue, going through the motions of getting dressed and sitting still for makeup.

When it was time to walk down the aisle with your ex-fiance as part of the wedding processional, your eyes glanced around nervously looking for any signs of a GQ model with dirty blond hair sitting in the pews as you tried not to fumble with your bouquet too much.

This was the church you had always wanted to be married in. You had thought that your ex fiance was the one but now you knew otherwise. Walking down the aisle with him, even in this context, made you feel uneasy like you were cheating. You almost didn't see Scott giving you a thumbs up and blowing you a kiss when you finally stood with the other bridesmaids. It was embarrassing how your mood instantly lifted.

Everything was going to be okay. You'd convinced everyone that this was so real, you'd even convinced yourself. Once the wedding was over Scott would go back to his life and so would you. It was a painful thought.

It wasn’t until the wedding reception that you spotted him again. He was standing off to himself while most of the single ladies and a few men crowded the dance floor for the bouquet toss. His tuxedo fit perfectly and now that you knew how he looked shirtless, a part of you wanted to rip it right off.

You caught the bouquet purely by accident, not even paying attention until a blur of pink roses came into your peripheral. Scott’s eyes never left yours as he walked towards you, cool as a cucumber like on the day you met.

He leaned in to kiss you so intensely that your knees buckled. You heard your mom cheering the loudest. Your ex stormed off in a huff, clearly regretting his choice to let you go- convinced that this man kissing you was your new forever and not a paid actor. Scott had done his job perfectly, too perfectly. You tried not to look so crestfallen when the kiss ended.

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The walk back to your car seemed to take forever, so much you wanted to say, so much was going unsaid but didn’t want to come across as that one creepy client who took things too far.

“Definitely a 5 star experience,” you stated honestly yet awkwardly avoiding his gaze, wanting to make light of it all. “I really can’t thank you enough Sco-”

“Leon,” he cut you off. “My real name is Leon.”

The tension in the air was thick. Was his name really Leon or was this another part of the act? Your mother was now convinced that Scott, well, Leon would propose someday. How were you going to explain that everything was all a lie?

Should you address the kiss, the amazing oral sex and show vulnerability? Or hand over the cash and move on? You just wanted a nice clean break, no more emotions to overly complicate things. He did his job, nothing more nothing less. It would hurt more to be rejected than to wonder what if.

“I can’t thank you enough, Leon.” You looked a little too long at his lips, wanting and wishing you had the courage to just lean in and close the gap between you two again and again.

Instead, you handed him the bouquet of flowers so you could reach into your clutch for his payment.

“You can count it now if you’d like. It’s all there, I promise.”

Leon tensed. His face which usually sported a knowing smirk or stoic expression now looked confused, almost disgusted. He didn’t reach out to take the envelope.

“Leon, you did exactly what I asked you for. Of course I’m paying you plus tip,” you said trying to sound calm yet internally freaking out. “Thank you for this.”

Thank you for eating me out so well that no other man will ever compare, you thought.

You were ready to drive home and cry into your pillows about what a mess you’d made- falling in love with your hired boyfriend who probably always had clients obsessed with him and unable to distinguish reality from fantasy.

“I don’t want your money, Y/N. I want you.” Leon took your envelope with his free hand and placed it back into your clutch. “God, that was cornier than it sounded in my head.”

Your mouth opened but nothing came out.

Confusion painted your face. Realization hit you afterwards but before you could think of what to say in response, his lips were on yours. The bouquet was forgotten on the ground as you let Leon take you into his arms, your heart threatening to beat out of your chest.

“Y/N, this has been real for me no matter how hard I tried to fight it. I love you.”

You felt like you were floating, the world beyond Leon in this moment failing to exist. 

"I love you, too. So much," you proclaimed proudly.

Leon slowly pulled away from you, his eyes taking you in. “I don’t do this, I don’t date or get too close but you, you’ve awakened something inside of me that I can’t live without.”

His hands gripped your ass and you felt the promise of more, thick hard and straining against his slacks. “And you have the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted,” he quipped.

With a laugh you gave his bulge a light squeeze, ready to finally consummate your relationship with the gorgeous man standing before you.

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With each deep, slow, tortutous thrust you were crying out his name, his real name, over and over. Pathetically begging and pleading for Leon to fuck you harder. You'd never felt like this before, your body on fire with lust and greedy for more, more, more.

"Look at you, taking me so well like this," he whispered into your ear as you tightened and throbbed around his length. "Love you so much, so fucking much."

You were sucking him in to the hilt, nails digging into his back and biceps as you took every inch coating it in your slick.

"Fuck, Leon, love you too," you grunted out almost painfully. "Gonna cum, oh!"

Leon loosened the grip on your throat, kissing you lazily as you cried out his name cumming hard around him while he never stopped pounding into your tight, hungry cunt.

"There you go, baby, cum all over me." He ground his pelvis into you wanting to feel all your cum gushing out against him. "Wanna cum inside you, fuck!"

It was almost a whisper but you'd heard it and God, you wanted him to. Wanted him to fill you up so deeply that you'd feel it slipping out throughout the day.

"Yes, please cum inside, need it, Leon."

He looked into your glazed over eyes smirking at your blissful face knowing only he could make you feel this good, only he had taken the time to learn your body and make you cum with your whole body shaking and jerking against his.

With a few more hard, short thrusts Leon's hot cum started to fill you up. You instinctly wrapped your legs around his waist pushing him in even deeper, his balls throbbing against you as he emptied himself into your eager pussy.

"Mmm, are you ready for round three," he inquired against your sweated out hair.

He took you from behind, from the side, with you on top and even picked you up and fucked you hard and fast in his arms as you cried out your release.

The man's stamina was unmatched. You were a sweaty tangled mess of limbs not knowing where his body began and your body ended when he was finally done with you.

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You quickly settled into domestic life quite easily. Leon moved in with you while mulling over his career options now that being a boyfriend for hire was over.

Leon had made you dinner to celebrate your recent promotion, your favorite meal of filet mignon and lobster tail. He'd mentioned in passing that he was letting the website domain expire soon to pursue his other dream: being a scuba diving instructor.

"Scott's Scuba School sounds good, right?"

You nodded, considering how often he went down on you without needing to come up for air. Yeah, he'd be an amazing scuba diver. Although using his previous alias gave you some pause. What if one of his past lovers recognized him and wanted more? Silly little insecure thoughts like that were becoming less usual as time went on.

If you'd thought Leon was an amazing hired boyfriend, he was even better without the promise of money. He refused to let you pay for anything or want for nothing. From having roses delivered to your office to cooking you dinner, planning out romantic date nights to making love to you until you begged him to stop. He was perfect and he was all yours.

"Best wedding date ever," Leon read aloud to himself, seeing the new notification popping up on his previous work phone. "So good you'll think he's really in love with you."

He shot you a knowing glance before giving you a slow lingering kiss. With the simple tap, his website and review page were deleted and his new, real life with you could truly begin.

[d4wn13]

ᴡʜᴏ... ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ...? | ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ꜰɪᴠᴇ

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NOTE: HAIII AUTHOR WRITING THIS !!!

THIS ISN'T AT ALL A CHAPTER BUT MORE OF HOW LEON AND CLAIRE THOUGHT ABOUT U.

MIGHT BE DOING THIS IN EVERY CHAPTER IF NOT LAZY JUST WANTING TO DO THIS SHORT CHAPS WHERE WE AT THEIR POINT OF VIEW MEETING U.

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ʚ ︵‿︵‿︵꒰ welcome Leon ꒱︵‿︵‿︵ ɞ

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꒰ 💭 ꒱ Name: Leon Scott Kennedy

꒰ 💭 ꒱ Sanity: 95%

꒰ 💭 ꒱ Relationship: 5% Acquainted with user

꒰ 💭 ꒱ Extra: He is grateful to save you from that thing that tries to kill you back there. He thought you were pretty cute without that blood on you though he tries to push that though as he needs to focus on what's going on rather than having a puppy crush on some random person who he just met!

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I looked ahead at the endless road... When would I come to Raccoon City...? This feels like a cycle that isn't stoppable... Feels like I have been in these streets longer than I intended.

The only thing being heard beside the car driving was the radio blasting songs that I wasn't really paying attention to. It was there to relieve my stress for the night as I was coming late to the station.

↳ ❝ [ɢᴀꜱ ꜱᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ] ¡❞

I looked over to the gas station that came over my view, wondering if I should stop to refill my car with more gas.

“Yeah… I should stop here for now…” I mumble as I start to drive over there. Stopping near the station. I hop off my jeep as I stand beside it as I go to pump my car with more gas. My eyes landed on the police car parked in front of the gas station.

“That's weird …” I mumble to myself as I glance down… To see blood…?

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“Huh?”

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Blood was planted on the floor as it was coming inside the gas station, seeing a phone booth still ringing as it was taken from its spot… I sense something terrible happened.

I instantly walked to where the blood trail went, ignoring how the rain poured in, wetting my hair. I tried my best to cover myself to get myself wet.

Opening the door to get in, I couldn't see anything. It was pitch black. The only thing leading to at least guidance was the moonlight that was able to pass through the window and many other papers planted on the wall. I looked down to see a flashlight on the floor relief. I took it so I could now see.

“Hello? Is there anybody there?!” I said as I started to look around the small store as everything was a mess… Items were thrown on,there was a trail of blood, and even the sounds of banging? “Something is not right…”

I went further into the small building, my eyes landing on a man who was on the floor, his back leaning on the wall as he was holding down on the side of his neck where blood was pouring out.

“you alright?” I asked the man as he didn't seem to answer my question. Instead, he pointed his finger to another room from where the sounds were happening.

“Don't move… I'll be back for you.” I reassured him,as I went ahead to the other room where I could assume was the storage where they held other items before putting them on shelfs.

Walking down the same hall to where the sounds were coming louder sounded like… growling…? I'm not sure…

The door that was open was not wide enough for me to even see that I used my right hand to push the door using my left hand to steady my flashlight to see what's going to be in front of me.

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A dead cop laying on the floor with big chomps like an animal was taking a bite on him, which killed him.

A man who was painfully pure pale as blood was painted on his hands and mouth, they were on top of someone. I glanced down to see someone who was in danger, and they were about to be killed.

Without wasting time, I pull out my pistol and release a shot aiming at the man hitting him in the forehead. Falling down on top of a poor victim, which I hope is still alive.

“Are you okay…?!” I asked as I quickly walked over to them, pushing the weird man off them. They looked very much relieved of being safe from whatever that was.

I stretch out my hand for them to take. They took without a second as they pulled themselves out now with them at full size. I could see them up close…

They looked so hopeless as they were covered in blood and whatever thing that was spilled on them. They looked like they came straight out of some tornado with clothes, quite ruffled and pulled, most likely by that thing. Beside them looking homeless.

They still good-looking? I guess… The shade of color in their eyes sparkles even with almost dark this place is, and this poor lighting flashlight I'm using. Maybe washing off the blood, giving them fresh clothes, and-

"It's there something in my face...?” They asked as they looked at me in confusion as they wiped off anything on their face. I was puzzled until I realized that I was still quiet and looking at them. Feeling embarrassed, I tried to give them a response, hoping they didn't think of me as a creep or something.

"Ummm- No! My name is Leon Kennedy... Yours?” I blurted, not wanting to look strange from my actions, feeling my cheeks warm luckily with how dark it is they might not even notice it.

"My name is 𐔌ᴜꜱᴇʀ𐦯 !” {{USER}} answer with a small smile… They looked good with a smile on their face… What the fuck are you thinking? You barely know them and you already hook… Snap out of it. It hasn't been at least a week after your girlfriend broke up with you.

“Well... We should go... 𐔌ᴜꜱᴇʀ𐦯... Is not safe being here.” I replied as I went ahead to the exit of this tiny room. I looked off my shoulder to wait for them to follow me which they did for the better.

As we walked out of the room, we noticed one of the other coworkers, the one that led me to the other room, was now standing up… He didn't seem right as he was doing the same thing as the other now making growling sounds now seeing us in his view he started to limp toward us. We didn't want it to end like dinner. We sprinted out the front door as other people with the same symptoms were trying to catch us.

Reaching the front door, I was about to pull on the door to open it when someone did it first.

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ʚ ︵‿︵‿︵꒰ welcome Claire ꒱︵‿︵‿︵ ɞ

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꒰ 💭 ꒱ Name: Claire Redfield

꒰ 💭 ꒱ Sanity: 97%

꒰ 💭 ꒱ Relationship: 6% Acquainted with user

꒰ 💭 ꒱ Extra: She finds you interesting! You just appear randomly, and she hopes to find more stuff about you... Hope you talk more about your life to her soon... But for now, she needs to find her brother Chris! Maybe you can join her...? You show great potential!

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I looked ahead at the endless road... When would I come to Raccoon City…? I have to find my brother… Where could he be? All I know about his last appearance was him telling me about this city before he went all silent. Being the worried sister I am, I went all my way here to find him.

I know it's quite silly of me doing all of this, but I know this is serious. The rain is pouring down on me as I ride my motorcycle, speeding down the road.

Seeing light appear, I assumed it was some gas station thinking it's best to fill my motorcycle before going back to the streets.

Stopping next to the pump before I could even start to fill my motorcycle with gas, I tense up as I glance over to see the store to be completely dark. No light. No sounds. Nothing.

My body tense at whatever was happening at that store hearing the sound of the phone . I looked over to see a phone booth walking over there. I was about to put it back when I heard a voice pick up.

“{{USER}} did you pick up the phone…?! Don't tell me you already died… didn't you?” A woman's voice coming out sounded distraught… she seems scared for that particular person…

“Ma'am hello? This was left on its own, and the person here isn't he-”

“Oh fuck- umm nervermind I should of end the call- Also you should check your surroundings ever few seconds.” The woman replied as her voice didn't sound as scared as she was a few seconds ago before I could even open my mouth to ask why. The call ended.

“That was weird…!” I said to myself as I put back the call, looking back just like what the woman said…. I just wish I was lying to myself when I say this…

Across from me a few feet away, I could see someone limping toward me… I assume someone was hurt when they were getting closer… Closer enough to see them in the light…

They were rotten from the inside and out, clothes torn, looking more of a monster than a human.

I noticed behind that there was more coming…! Not wanting to see what happens next I ran over to the door for safety.

Pulling on the door, the first thing I saw was a pistol pointing in front of me. Looking up to the person holding the pistol was a young man with dirty blond hair having blue eyes.

Raising my hand up as I didn't want to get myself shot by him, nervousness coming at my body as I was either going to be eaten by those weird shitter outside or be shot in the head.

“She not infected Leon…!” A voice came out but not from the man across from me pointing a pistol at me. Looking behind him saw someone else being thankful from a random person for the first-time ever.

The man who I now assume is Leon looked behind me seeing something dangerous. “Duck!” Leon yelled as I went down, Leon, who now pulled a trigger shooting at one of those things behind me.

Getting out outside once more, you three dashed to the police car and decided to sit in the passenger seat while Leon chose to be the driver while the stranger who I haven't gotten their name thrown themselves at the back.

Leon, who didn't waste any time, went full speed out and straight to the streets as we were speeding to Raccoon City.

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Everyone was quiet. Tense. And scared. Mind replaying from minutes ago of what they saw that night… that scene looked straight out of an apocalypse fantasy…! That can't be real! How could that occur…? Maybe the station could tell what's going on.

“Ummm... Well... I'm 𐔌ᴜꜱᴇʀ𐦯... What's your name…?” {{USER}} said out of nowhere as they were looking straight at Claire who now finally knew their name…

“Claire-Claire Redfield” she answered as she noticed that your name was called out from that woman in the call… Wanting to know about that,but decided to keep her mouth shut for now.

"Name is Leon Kennedy!” Leon introduced himself as his eyes were on the view, but his eyes were going every few seconds to the rear view window looking over to you. He doesn't know why he is doing this… He never did this type of behavior to someone he barely knows… Does he have a crush…? No.. that can't be… Maybe he was just scared of losing one of you with how the situation is! Yeah…

Even though he only felt that only to you, not to Claire.

Claire didn't even give much of a thought of Leon which was so out of character for her… She thought she held a grudge because he pointed his pistol at her, but she was not sure at this point…

She found out a few things about him, one he was a cop. Two, this was his first day of his job. And three… Not much to say….

Claire wanted to seem interested and gave a response to her brother, who was in the city. Wanting to find him, she went her way through here.

“What about you 𐔌ᴜꜱᴇʀ𐦯…?” Claire wanted to know more about them… They seem special… She doesn't know how to explain it… They are still pretty much strangers with a little info about them… I don't even know their last name!

“Oh! Well... I have lived in Raccoon City for a few weeks now... and my job is at the gas station that we were on a few minutes ago…” {{USER}} replied, sounding unsure… They sounded not truthful at what words were coming out of their mouth. Both Leon and Claire knew something was off, but not wanting to pry into your life, they let it go.

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The Playoffs: Semifinals

Quarterfinals here

The Golden Army’s march toward the championship continued, and now they found themselves in the semifinals. The tension in the air was palpable as they prepared to take on the Crushers, a physically imposing team known for their aggressive style of play. The Golden Army had earned their spot with skill, teamwork, and heart, but they knew the Crushers were a different kind of challenge—one that would require everything they had.

In the locker room, the team sat in silence, lacing up their sneakers and mentally preparing for the battle ahead. Captain Richard paced the room, his eyes sharp with focus. “This is it, lads. We’ve got ninety minutes to book our place in the final. The Crushers play rough, but we play smart. Stick to our plan, stay tight, and don’t let them bully us.”

Brody nodded. “We can’t let them control the tempo. We keep possession, move the ball quickly, and they’ll be chasing shadows.”

Roman, standing tall near the back, chimed in. “They’re physical, but they can’t match our pace. We’ll wear them down.”

Scott, always the optimist, grinned at his teammates. “Let’s give ‘em something to remember, eh? This is our time.”

Caleb, Bruce, and Henry listened intently. Caleb had impressed in training with his lightning-fast runs, while Bruce and Henry had been rock-solid additions to the squad. They were eager to prove themselves on the big stage.

The team had one last huddle and cheer before heading towards the pitch, as brothers and a team.

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The whistle blew, and the semifinal was underway. From the start, the Crushers lived up to their name, using their size and strength to disrupt the Golden Army’s rhythm. The first ten minutes were scrappy, with hard tackles flying in and neither team able to establish control.

In the 15th minute, the Crushers struck first. A long ball from their goalkeeper was headed down by their towering striker, who muscled past Bruce and laid the ball off to their winger. The winger sprinted down the left flank and fired a low cross into the box. The Crushers’ forward slid in, beating Henry to the ball, and slotted it into the back of the net.

Golden Army 0, Crushers 1.

The crowd roared, but the Golden Army wasn’t rattled. Richard clapped his hands, urging his team forward. “Heads up, lads! We knew they’d come at us hard. Let’s hit back!”

Brody, determined to take control of the midfield, began to dictate the tempo, spraying passes out wide to Scott and Caleb. Caleb’s pace was causing problems for the Crushers’ defense, and it wasn’t long before the Golden Army started to find their rhythm.

In the 30th minute, their persistence paid off. Brody won a tackle in midfield and immediately looked to play the ball forward. He found Caleb in space on the right wing. With a burst of speed, Caleb beat his marker and whipped in a dangerous cross toward the far post.

Logan, timing his run perfectly, leaped into the air and connected with a powerful header, sending the ball crashing into the top corner.

Golden Army 1, Crushers 1.

The stadium erupted as Logan was mobbed by his teammates. Scott jogged over, grinning. “Perfect ball, Caleb. Keep ‘em coming!”

Caleb, his eyes gleaming with excitement, nodded. “They can’t keep up with us.”

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With the game now level, the Golden Army began to dominate possession. Roman and Brody were controlling the midfield, while Bruce and Henry had tightened up at the back, cutting off the Crushers’ long-ball strategy.

The second half started with the same intensity, but it was clear the Crushers were beginning to tire. The Golden Army’s quick passing and relentless movement were wearing them down. In the 60th minute, the breakthrough came.

Brody, once again at the heart of the play, received the ball just inside the Crushers’ half. He dribbled forward, drawing two defenders toward him, and then slipped a perfectly weighted pass through the gap to Roman, who had made a clever run into the box.

Roman didn’t hesitate. With a single touch, he controlled the ball and fired it low into the bottom corner, past the outstretched arms of the Crushers’ goalkeeper.

Golden Army 2, Crushers 1.

The Golden Army players celebrated as the momentum swung firmly in their favor. Roman jogged back to his position, a determined look on his face. “Let’s finish this.”

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The Crushers, now desperate for an equalizer, pushed forward, leaving themselves vulnerable to the counterattack. With ten minutes left to play, the Golden Army seized their opportunity.

Scott, tracking back to help the defense, won the ball and quickly launched a counterattack. He sent the ball out wide to Caleb, who had been terrorizing the Crushers’ left-back all game. Caleb sprinted down the wing, his blistering pace leaving the defenders trailing in his wake.

As Caleb approached the edge of the box, he cut inside, drawing the attention of the Crushers’ center-backs. But instead of going for goal, he slipped a clever pass to Layton, who had ghosted into the box unmarked.

Layton took a touch and calmly slotted the ball into the net.

Golden Army 3, Crushers 1.

The Golden Army players erupted in celebration, knowing they had sealed their place in the final. The Crushers, deflated and exhausted, had no answer. The final whistle blew minutes later, and the Golden Army had done it.

Richard gathered the team in a huddle, pride shining in his eyes. “That’s how we fight, lads. We didn’t let up, we didn’t give them an inch. One more game, and we bring that trophy home.”

Brody, still catching his breath, grinned. “We’re not done yet.”

Caleb, Bruce, Roman, and Henry all exchanged excited glances. They had proven themselves on the biggest stage, and now they were ready for the final battle.

The Golden Army left the field with their heads held high, knowing that they were just one game away from glory. The camaraderie that had carried them this far was stronger than ever, and with the final looming, they knew that no challenge was too great as long as they had each other.

[starrblossom12]

Wild Life Session 6 Summary

Below the cut are all deaths and wildcard information for session 6,

Wild Card: Random Wild Life! (The mobs not the series)

Around every ~10 mins ALL mobs, passive, neutral and hostile, are randomly relocated then randomized as increasingly dangerous and rare mobs... this process is incredibly laggy.

Chronological Record of Deaths:

(number in parentheses are lives left after the death//kill)

Lizzie(3) sacrificed herself to Jimmy(2) in the not-so-secret Bamboozler bunker, thinking she would die anyways to witch poison

Gem(3) pretty much intentionally stands in line of fire for Skizz(3) to land a TnT minecart on her

Lizzie(2) was slain by a Vex

...Skizz(2) gets blown up by a creeper... by Bigb(2) (as revenge for last session, in which Skizz killed Bigb for no reason) Lizzie warns Skizz loudly but alas...

Bigb(1) was slain by a Vindicator

Scar(2) was slain by a Vex

Etho(2) was shot by a Skeleton (Joel, Grian, Scar and Etho were in a Trial chamber when the wildcard went off, Scar died due to not paying attention to his hp and not eating, apparently Etho died to lag)

Skizz(1) was doomed to fall by Martyn(3)

Jimmy(1) was slain by Bloop, a named iron golem he stole....

Martyn(2) blew up from a trap set by Lizzie, meant for Skizz

Lizzie(1) was impaled on a stalagmite, trap set by Bigb (Martyn narrowly avoided the same fate)

Skizz(0) was doomed to fall by Tango(3)... yet another Tango wind charge sent at the sub-one spanners... this one 100% caused the final death

Total Deaths: 12

Lives at End of Session:

(number in parentheses is lives at start of session)

3: Bdubs(3), Grian(3), Tango(3), Gem(4), Ren(3), Scott(3), Joel(3)

2: Etho(3), Martyn(3), Scar(3), Impulse(2), Cleo(2), Pearl(2)

1: Jimmy(1), Lizzie(4), BigB(2)

0: Mumbo(0), Skizz(2)

Sorted by alliance (average ignoring eliminations: total lives):

The Fast & Furious Family(3:6): Gem(3), Joel(3)

Sub-one Spanners...(3:3): Grian(3), Skizz(0), Mumbo(0)

Tuff Guys(2.67:8): Bdubs(3), Etho(2), Tango(3)

Renwood Mound(2.5:6): Ren(3), Martyn(2)

GGGG//The Final Girls(2:10): Scott(3), Pearl(2), Impulse(2), Cleo(2), BigB(1)

BAMboozlers(1.33:4): Lizzie(1), Scar(2), Jimmy(1)

Chronological Deaths by Player:

Unchanged: Bdubs, Grian, Tango, Ren, Scott, Joel, Impulse, Cleo Pearl

Gem(4->3): Gets blown up by Skizz

Etho(3->2): Gets killed by Skeleton + lag?

Martyn(3->2): Gets blown up by a trapped chest set by Lizzie meant for Skizz

Scar(3->2): Gets killed by a Vex in the trial chamber

Jimmy(1->2->1): Kills Lizzie -> then dies to an iron golem named Bloop he was trying to kidnap

Lizzie(4->1): Semi-sacrifices to Jimmy -> gets killed by a Vex -> then dies to a trap set by BigB

BigB(2->1): Dies to Vindicator, unsure how

Skizz(2->3->0): Killed Gem w/ a TnT mine cart -> Creeper killed by BigB -> Doomed to fall by Martyn -> Wind charge knocked off a high place by Tango...

Events of Note//Misc. Comments

Gem and Pearl having "therapy" on a murder camel (aka: Gem justifying her behavior this season to Pearl with actual reasons for why Gem has a vendetta vs Pearl in Wild Life: You didn't remember it was MY EYE in the portal + you pulled a 2v1 on me!)

P.E.T spot a warden and instantly Etho goes to nametag it (I think he said he named it "goobert"), I guess those three aren't really scared of Wardens b/c of all that Decked Out 2 experience, lmao. -> Pearl gets a totem of undying from the slow trident community warden kill -> gives it to Impulse b/c she wants him to win

Speaking of Impulse, there are some absolutely evil traps set up in the GGGG's creeper farm, behind the tree and wheat fields. Also Pearl and Impulse start a lvl 5 raid at Gem and Joels, it fails b/c the raid mobs get randomized

Joel stumbles upon a trial chamber -> Joel, Etho, Grian, and Scar, raid the trial chamber... then the wildcard hits... Scar and Etho die, Etho doesn't go back, Bdubs joins in.

Grian and Scar combine forces to give Etho a shulker box after Scar pulls a "what does this button do?" on Etho while he was trying to set up a trap, lmao

...Grian is all alone after his Trio dies... again...

In other news this is the best Jimmy has ever placed, also only Jimmy's parrot gets burnt by the blaze's stray fireballs...

The GGGG's make another birthday cake looking base, like Grian and Scars from DL... Scott is well aware that it will burn down

(I only had enough time to watch Pearl & Scar's episode + a skim through Scott's, I bet I'm missing a lot of information on POV's I haven't seen, apologies)

[panda-wearing-pants]

Wild Life Week 5: Grian is absolutely not on top

Week 4

Prediction:

(I won't make predictions for people who have already been eliminated, because that is pointless)

The first number is predicted score (the percent of other players they are expected to do better than), the second is the place out of 18 that corresponds to that score, and the third is their change in ranking from last week, the number before the names is the ranking, better rankings correspond to higher scores

Joel (71.15/6) (+2)

Cleo (68.03/6) (+3) eliminated by themself

Impulse (67.86/6) (+1) eliminated by Joel

Jimmy (65.27/7) (+2) eliminated by himself

Martyn (63.18/7) (+4) eliminated by Impulse

Tango (60.38/8) (+2) eliminated by Cleo

BigB (58.94/8) (-5) eliminated by Jimmy

Pearl (56.44/8) (+2) eliminated by Martyn

Ren (55.99/8) (+3) eliminated by Martyn

Gem (55.88/9) (-3) eliminated by Martyn

Lizzie (51.06/9) eliminated by herself

Skizz (50.47/9) (1) eliminated by Jimmy

Etho (44.22/10) (1) eliminated by Tango

Scott (44.21/10) (1) eliminated by BigB

Grian (40.38/11) (-14) eliminated by Martyn

Scar (39.81/11) (1) eliminated by Pearl

Bdubs (35.13/12) (1) eliminated by Pearl

Mumbo eliminated by himself

If I predicted the player to eliminate Mumbo, it would be 9th place/Ren

Predicted scores are based on the average of multiple statistics, including the average score of each team size, the average score of the nth player to die, and more, if one of these predicts a score between 45 and 55, I ignore it, so that the predicted scores aren't all 50, which is just average, this is important to know for the next part

Grian placed high in the last four weeks because his score was only being predicted from the scores of Skizz and Mumbo's last surviving teammates, because the other statistics were between 45 and 55

This week, Skizz was predicted to do better than Grian, and the score of a player who is teamed with Mumbo and Skizz and is eliminated after Mumbo and before Skizz is 52.40, so it was ignored, and Grian's score is now only predicted from the score of last place's teammates, which is 40.38, so Grian dropped from first to 15th

Some people have had their predicted placements change a lot, and some haven't changed much, so these are the average predicted placements over the last five weeks:

Joel: 2nd

Impulse: 3.4

Jimmy: 4

Grian: 4.2

Cleo: 4.4

BigB: 5.6

Tango: 8.2

Martyn: 8.2

Pearl: 8.6

Lizzie: 10.8 (Lizzie's placement has been 11th every week except week 3, when it was 10th)

Scott: 11.2

Gem: 11.2

Ren: 12.6

Skizz: 13.2 (Skizz's placement has increased by one every other week (14, 14, 13, 13, 12))

Bdubs: 13.8

Etho: 15.4 (Etho's placement has increased by between 0 and 2 every week (17, 17, 16, 14, 13))

Mumbo 16.25 (Not including this week because it wasn't a prediction)

Scar: 17.4

[whereispearlescentmoon]

Wild Life Pearl POV Reaction

Hell yeah! Scott’s on board with being chaotic!

Oh he knows what Pearl did… wuh woh.

Scott changed his skin without turning yellow, so name mc spoilers have actually failed me.

“Operation get Pearl back to green” I don’t think this is going to happen if the namemc spoilers were any indication . Actually why do I feel dread?

BigB is here!!! Guess we really are letting bygones be bygones.

Robot quiz about the Life Series? I actually don’t like this tbh. Doesn’t seem fair to Pearl, Ren, Skizz, Mumbo, and Lizzie who weren’t in some of the series.

BigB is really back!!!!!

“Cleo that looks good on you there. Forgiveness.” “BigB, do you want to test me?”

Ah the hole jokes.

Oh the quiz bots go to one person?

“I forgot, I was out so early” “I see Grian, that’s why you don’t respect my win…” GET HIM CLEO GET HIM

Oh no Cleo got got….

Pearl’s first question. This one is about the current life series so that seems more fair. Although Pearl by her own admission on stream doesn’t watch other POVs because she doesn’t want spoilers of what people are planning.

“Hi! I’m Cleo!” Dont think I didn’t catch that season 9 throw back.

“I’m a spider today!” Aussie Aussie Aussie!

“It’s a question about the only season I wasn’t in!” THIS IS WHAT IM SAYING SKIZZ! And him and Pearl only missed one season! What about Ren, Mumbo, and Lizzie who missed two (three for Lizzie if you count Real Life which evidently the quiz has questions about!)? What about Gem who only joined in Secret Life?

“What did Pearl and Scar use to hurt their soulmates in Double Life?” Every Pearl fan stares off into the distance shaking from the cold. Also Grian just not telling Skizz the solution… Spanner divorce.

BigB, Martyn, and Jimmy mass death? Ohh that’s what happens when you get it wrong. Yeah I’m actually really not a fan of this wild card. And it spawns a ravager which can kill others in the area. Great, perfectly balanced. No notes.

Wait wait, so sometimes it kills you and sometimes you just get huge? How is that fair at all? I’m sorry but it seems like this and the snail twist both needed massive balancing reconsiderations.

“Should we go antagonize Gem and Joel? Seems like a good idea.” “You’re calling the shots so sure.” “All in! All in!” How I’ve always wanted Scott and Cleo to respond to Pearl /j

“On a scale of 1-10 how much do you love me today?” “Oh, like 0,” “*sigh* I try every time,” The shiny duo divorce continues. Also, you don’t seem to hate her very much Gem, given that you’re chit chatting like nothing is wrong at all.

“Don’t be alone today, that’s scary,”

“It’s okay I’ve got lots of lives to spare, unlike some people,”

“That was unnecessary. I’m tired of this fighting Gem! Cant we be friends?”

“No? You want to kill me!”

“No, no I don’t! When have I ever tried to kill you this season?”

“Not this season.”

“Exactly. You know Scar allied with us in that last episode of Secret Life right? You know. I didn’t kill you. I let Scar do it.”

“I know you didn’t kill me,”

“So what are you cranky about? Do we need to talk about it?”

“I’m not cranky”

“You are cranky!”

“I just, you know I wanted drama. So this is the drama.”

“This is the drama. You’re telling me we could have been friends this whole time but you’re just like ‘ohohohoho I hate you’”

“Yeah, I mean why not?” SO EVEN GEM ADMITS ITS ABOUT NOTHING! That’s actually so slay of her.

YOU CANT TYPE IN CHAT????? THE SNAIL IS BACK IF YOU FAIL??? CLEO IS ON SEVEN HEARTS AND NOT REGENING??!? I just… these punishments are so unbalanced. Scar gets insta killed by a snail, one of them triple killed, Grian just got big, and Cleo is fine as long as she doesn’t take damage.

Hi Billy!

Oh Gem is at their base for once! SHE BLEW UP CLEO? Or got her blown up??? Oh she’s gotta die.

“Does anyone have a thing of flint and steel?” Dangerous question coming from notorious arsonist ZombieCleo. “I’m gonna hit Gem in the one place she actually cares about” There it is! Missed you bestie arsonist!

PEARL BLEW HERSELF UP WITH MARTYN!!! And since he’s on light green, she’s on red.

CLEO BURNED DOWN THE RENWOOD HOUSE! YAAAAAY I LOVE YOU ARSONIST CLEO!!!!

“Haven’t you accepted in this series that nothing stays alive?” Hey Pearl, that was the rawest fucking thing I’ve ever heard. Congrats.

Yay Scarlet Pearl! Oh no… Scarlet Pearl… :(

Pearl your kill attempts do get a little sad if you fail like four different times. Love your girl fail nature bestie! Love your pathetic wet cat aura!

A robot voice modulator for failing? Oh wait they can’t understand her at all????? Her pathetic wet cat aura is so strong! Especially her big nods when Gem offers to hang out when they’re both red! Also Gem and Joel just trying to get her to kill Scott while she tries to fight them and they can’t understand is so funny.

Pearl and Impulse pretending to understand each other is so funny. And Pearl still talking in spite of everything is also hilarious. Tango is blooping as well!! Yay!! Also it’s like Skizz could understand that Pearl was complementing him.

Tango getting in a boat and stealing Skizz’s robot is so funny.

We have Etho now! Yay!

Wait a second. Scott didn’t you promise Pearl a life when she went red. Where’s the self sacrifice blue boy? Come on blue boy.

MUMBO FIRST OUT OH NO! Can’t wait for the fandom to once again misuse what a canary is and apply it to him!

PEARL NO DONT HOLD OUT KILL HIM TO GET YELLOW PLS! PEARL! PEARL!

“I get to wack you a little bit longer, get a little therapy” “After this, we’re settled, no more grudges” The Galaxy duo experience is this happening multiple times every season. Not mad about it though.

“The real full circle moment would have been if we had snow in this” Powdered snow mention two! Also not the puffer fish killing Scott before Pearl can hit him lol.

Pearlie got her mace! Yay!

We have BigB and Etho on our team now!

Honestly, my final thoughts are I don’t love this week’s wild card. The punishments seem unbalanced and the questions aren’t fair to those who weren’t in certain life series. I know that people get pissed if you dare criticize anything to do with anything but like, it’s literally just my opinion.