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poppadom0912 · 1 year ago

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Hii! 🙋🏻‍♀️

I saw that you are accepting requests, can I request an imagine with Jay Halstead where he and the reader (a surgeon) don't get along very well and, as fate would have it, they both live in the same building. One night the reader discovers that there is a camera hidden in the lampshade that she got from a strange guy, so the guy threatens her and Jay protects her. 😅❤️

Sorry for my English.

Warnings: Stalking/pedo men, brief hospitals, small injuries, and swearing.

A/N: Now that my series is done, I can finally get to completing and putting out all these requests. I wrote this in school. And do not apologise for your English, it was perfect.

Life is stressful right now so I lowkey got carried away writing this because it's somehow nearly 3k words but please do enjoy this!!

You weren’t too sure when it all actually started but it was too late to reverse time now.

Growing up, there was no way to avoid the Halstead brothers because all the way throughout your childhood up until the age of eighteen, you all went to school together and outside, your mothers were near inseparable. You could never catch a break.

What made matters even more confusing was that you didn’t mind Will, on fact, the two of you were quite good friends. You tolerated Will and with both your combined loves for medicine, an inevitable friendship bloomed but even with this, you and Jay just could not get along.

The only time you ever found solace was when the two of you finally parted ways after high school. You remained in Chicago to become a doctor and later surgeon while Jay, he spontaneously decided to enrol to become an army ranger. Your shock could not be hidden.

With both brothers out your life, days were so much more simple. From time to time, you wouldn’t say it aloud but you missed Wil’s company but Jay, his absence almost made it as though he never existed in the first place. And yes, maybe that was a bit cruel but the genuine hatred you had at the mere thought of him or the sight of his face, it made you want to hurl.

And the rest was history. Even with the more recent parts being a bit more pleasant yet depressive, your pure hatred for him didn’t seem to wane.

*****

Fast forward a few years and this is how it all is: your father remained ever so absent, both mothers passed away several years ago, Pat died last year, you and Will worked together and you and Jay weren’t exactly civil.

Living in the same building, on the exact same floor and literal doors apart could only do so much damage.

Today had been a very, very long day. You had just been on shift for a double that had run over because of the complicated surgery that almost went sideways last minute. You were practically dead on your feet. You loved trauma surgery as much as the next trauma surgeon but you could go without blood and scalpels for the next few hours because sleep was calling your name like a siren song.

Upon Connor’s insistence, he drove you home because he expressed his fear of you sleeping on the train and never getting off.

Finally in your apartment building, you dragged your feet to your door, your keys almost missing the hole due to your sudden misalignment. Your mind was nearing haziness but with one final push, you were inside and collapsed on your bed.

Sleep was instant. It was expected but you also weren’t surprised when you knocked out and woke up randomly at two in the morning. You felt semi-rejuvenated but you could definitely sleep for longer.

Drowsily, you stripped out of your clothes, chucking them towards the basket before walking into the bathroom. Doing what you needed to do, you returned and searched for comfortable pyjamas that were good enough for this heat.

Standing half naked in your own bedroom in the apartment that you rented alone was a completely normal thing to do. Never in your life did you need to be paranoid or extra careful. You were in the comfort of your own home, so why was there the need to be riddled with anxiety.

Well, apparently you should’ve because as you pulled you cotton shorts on, rummaging through your draw for an oversized shirt, you caught a miniscule red dot. You were so tired you contemplated if it was a hallucination but a few minutes later, remaining in the same position, the nano dot was still there.

Diverting your attention to the suspicious dot, you threw on a random shirt but somehow, during the milliseconds your head spent under the shirt before it reappeared, the red dot disappeared.

Now you were on edge. Sleep didn’t come as easy this time.

In the morning, everything looked the same. Going around, you tried to look for anything that could’ve been tampered with but alas, everything was in tip top condition. Maybe you really were so out of that that you were delusional, it all really could’ve been a hallucination.

You had a few more hours before you needed to go back to work and considering the state of your empty fridge, grocery shopping seemed like a promising idea.

Your sweetening mood however quickly turned sour at the familiar sight of a certain detective standing down the hallway, walking in the same direction as you towards the buildings only elevator.

Sighing in disappointment, you readjusted the tote bag on your shoulders and walked ahead anyway. There was no way you were letting this man ruin your mood.

Being stuck in the elevator though, it did ruin your mood a little.

For once in your entire life though, Jay didn’t rile you up. He didn’t say anything nor did he even attempt to roll his eyes when he saw you. It was weird, he barely even acknowledged you.

And you hated to admit it, but you didn’t like it. As much as you despised the man, Jay acting as if you were a ghost was something that irked you. But obviously, you were never going to tell him that, it’d only boost his already enormous ego.

*****

“You look like a rat.”

“Ha ha, you’re so funny.”

You took it all back. Everything you said two days ago, you were taking it all back. Jay could rot and burn in hell and you still wouldn’t care.

Over the course of twelve hours, something must’ve changed because Jay’s renewed vigour was back and it was here to stay. You didn’t relish his silence long enough because the second he opened his mouth, your headache returned.

Next time, you were dragging Will and forcing him to escort you up to your apartment door because at least then he’d save you, he’d make this all much more bearable.

The sudden change in weather suited your mood, the rain mimicking your emotions that Jay was only half responsible for. The other half was a result of your newly achieved paranoia and anxiety that made itself known whenever you came home.

No matter where you searched or how many hours you slept, the red dot came and then disappeared again. It was annoying and it came to the point that you tried avoiding you bedroom especially as much as possible. To not be comfortable and safe in your own home wasn’t right.

Rolling your eyes, you fished your keys out of your bag and ignored whatever Jay was saying. You’d known him for so long that blocking out his voice had become second nature, it was something you did subconsciously.

You wished his apartment was before yours, that way at least you could have some peace but life worked in funny ways.

Stopping in front of your door, you were just about to unlock it when your body froze.

“What’s wrong?”

The sudden change in your mood caught him off guard, your frozen body worrying him slightly. He might’ve shared your feelings of hostility but you were his older brothers best friend, which had to count for something.

Following your line of sight, Jay’s eyes hardened at the unlocked door, a slither of light leaking out from inside as the door sat ajar. You definitely locked it this morning, there was no doubt about it.

Maybe you had the right to be paranoid. Perhaps you should’ve acted on it sooner.

Not wasting another second, Jay pushed you behind him and drew his gun. With his shoe, he gently nudged the door open and began surveying the apartment bit by bit with practised precision.

You hadn’t seen the man in action for a while now, it was weird to see him so proper and serious.

With nothing out of place and all valuable belongings safe and sound, Jay deduced that for now, things should be fine but if need be, if anything was out of the ordinary, he was the first person you called.

And for the first time ever in over thirty years, you made Jay a promise.

*****

You kept to your promise. This was a matter you weren’t going to mess around with, even if it was with Jay.

You had just come out of the shower, hair dripping wet, shorts and an oversized shirt on because despite the rain it was still humid and the summer heat wasn’t going away anytime soon.

Stepping into the dark room, you started patting your hair dry with a towel and walked towards the lamp so there was at least some lighting. A dimly lit room made you feel less paranoid.

It was upon turning the lamp on though did your anxiety peak. This new height it reached making it hard for you to breathe all of a sudden.

Without even thinking of the consequences, Jay’s number was the first thing you found on your phone, his contact name pressed within seconds of your discovery.

Heart pounding out of your chest, you forced yourself to move at the sound of the door. This fear was almost paralysing, you didn’t even know what to make of all of it.

“What happened?” Jay’s concern was immediate. All you did was call him and he came over without question. Your call alone told him enough.

You stared at him wide eyed, words lodged at the back of your throat but they wouldn’t go any further than that. Remaining wordless, you simply grabbed his wrist and dragged him towards your room and he followed obediently.

Your bedroom was now back to pitch black; you turned the lamp off straight away because the pyjamas you wore left little for imagination. That trail of thought made you want to be sick.

Jay stood beside you; your hand still wrapped around his wrist tightly while your other still held the wet hair towel that you probably should put away. He surveyed the dark room, taking it all in and trying to poke out anything out of the ordinary.

It was only when you tugged on his wrist, his head turning down to you before following your line of sight and pointed finger towards your innocent looking lamp that idly sat on your bedside table.

But it turned out to be not so innocent after all. Jay immediately saw the red dot no matter its small size, he saw it straight away and alarm bells went off.

Gently prying your fingers off his wrist, Jay holstered his gun and strode towards the lamp, tilting the lamp shade as he fiddled with something underneath. It didn’t take long before he stood up to his full height with a small black square in his palm.

This all-escalated way too fast for your liking.

*****

Jay refused to let you see anything from what he told you was a camera; he wouldn’t let you see it even for a price but he did briefly talk about what he saw in very little detail. What he told you was more than enough to make you want to bleach your body in a bath and move out of state to a place no one would know you.

Jay also wasn’t one hundred percent confident in letting you return back to your apartment alone. That’s how you found yourself wrapped in a blanket sitting cross-legged on his sofa, hiding yourself and your body from the world. Even with your shirt and shorts on, you felt liked dying at the thought of a man staring you down with intentions all but pure.

Gosh, you wanted to be sick.

Slowly sipping some water from a cup Jay silently handed you, you tried relaxing, rotating your shoulders to try release any of the tension but you failed. Fidgeting with anything was the only way you were able to not focus on the conversation Jay was having on the phone in the next room over. He was probably most likely talking to someone else from Intelligence.

The rest of the night, well more very early morning really, Jay explained the plan about how Intelligence were going to go about this but it would all happen in the morning at an actual suitable time.

With much bickering, Jay forced you into his bed as he took the sofa. It was weird that this was the most civil and even most nicest interaction the two of you ever had in either of your lifetimes. You wouldn’t tell him this unless under a life-or-death situation, but you kind’ve liked it. When Jay wasn’t being such a bastard, he was actually kind of decent.

Goodness, thinking about him was not something you would’ve ever thought of doing before yet here you were, thinking about your childhood nemesis at work.

The morning was relatively fine sprinkled with bits of awkwardness. Jay forcefully drove you to work when you insisted on going in today despite his attempts of getting you to stay home. If you tried and told Ms Goodwin the truth, she was very likely to give you the day off. Your stubbornness didn’t wane though.

You shift was normal, going from boring and mundane to fast paced just how you liked it. Nothing changed and it was relieving to be surrounded by familiarity and some sort of routine, it was a big distraction from the mess waiting for you at home. You tried keeping yourself occupied at every moment because any second you got alone with your deprecating thoughts, you were for sure going to spiral to a dark place.

And you’d been doing a great job at keeping busy till a certain detective walked in through the ED doors.

From the corner of your eyes, nothing about him looked off but when you squinted and walked towards him, you could make out a bloody gash poking out from his ripped jacket sleeve.

Now, Jay being hurt at work was nothing new. In fact, it was to be expected and you’d never been too bothered by it unlike Will was whenever his injured brother walked in so casually like it was another normal Wednesday.

However, you knew what he was doing at work today and your concerns peaked to such a height that Will had no reason to be worried anymore; you took it all from him.

“What happened?” You tried to remain somewhat calm, schooling your face as you dragged his non-injured arm towards an empty treatment room. Internally, you were glad Will was in surgery otherwise he’d be smirking and laughing like a manic at the sight he was seeing, a sight he’d never even envision in his dreams.

“We found the guy.” Jay ignored your question, begrudgingly sitting down on the bed, rolling his eyes when you wouldn’t let him get up. “We arrested him. Platt’s booking him as we speak.”

And just like that, all the weights pushing you down under the ground dissipated and you were beyond relieved.

You hands faltered as they went to grab some gauze, your eyes looking up to see whether or not he was lying but the soft smile spread across his lips, you didn’t need to question his credibility.

Without thinking, your arms wrapped around his shoulders and interlocked around his neck. Instinctively, you squeezed him a little, eyes shut as you relished in the good news. For a while, the world around you didn’t exist before it all came rushing back.

Suddenly, you abruptly pulled back, eyes wide in shock as your actions sunk in. Pressing your lips together tightly, you avoided eye contact and went back to preparing the gauze and butterfly strips, maybe even some wipes to see the real extent of the damage your stalker inflicted onto Jay.

Jay huffed in amusement and you could feel his eyes burning into the side of your head. All of a sudden, you felt the need to smother his god forsaken handsome face-

What the fuck? There was no way you just thought that.

“He looks worse than me, don’t worry.” Jay started again, a smug smirk on his face as he spoke, his eyes not moving from your face. “He was being a bit of a dick so I roughed him up a little. This little nick is nothing.”

And for once, you didn’t doubt the truth behind his words. You fondly rolled your eyes before going to clean his bicep that was no longer covered by his jacket.

“My saviour.” You smiled placatingly, making brief eye contact before breaking it. “What would I have done without you.”

And for once again, there was no sarcasm dripping from your words. Behind them lay mostly the truth and maybe a hint of your typically sarcasm but without his help, who knows what would’ve happened.

“All in a days work.” Jay’s face didn’t change, his expression not moving a single bit. For a reason beyond your medical and surgical knowledge, you blushed, cheeks randomly feeling flushed.

Maybe now with childhood rivalry forgotten and shoved aside, things between the two of you could get better.

#one chicago x reader #one chicago imagine #jay halstead x reader #onechicago #jay halstead #chicago med #chicago pd #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead fanfiction #jay halstead oneshot #jay halstead x imagine #jay halstead x you #jay halstead x y/n

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a-french-coconut · 10 months ago

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Imagine being full-related demigod siblings.

Imagine the fear of knowing that you live in a dangerous world where they could be taken from you anytime they cross the border. I would never let them out of my sight and they would probably hate me for it but I rather have them alive than dead.

Like Connor Stoll must have been TERRIFIED for his brother when he went to college. And at the same time, comms are down because of Triumvirat Holdings and he can’t use a phone because then he endangers Travis??? The anguish he must have felt is no joke : no way to contact your brother and at camp your lil bro (Cecil) disappeared 😭. I would a panic attack on the spot.

#travis stoll #connor stoll #toa #thalia grace #jason grace #pollux and castor #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson

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royboyfanpage · 7 months ago

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Do it. Ramble. I adore when people go in depth in the tags. It’s my absolute favorite thing and I read them all happily 💕💕💕💕💕

Ah fuck lads I've been perceived

Right okay no Roy and Connor's 90s dynamic is one of my favourite things ever (currently writing a brothers fic about that exact period) and it's so underdeveloped but there's SO MUCH potential for it. Both of them have this need to be Ollie's son in a way that neither of them can be. Roy's the most vocal about his feelings especially in the scene you posted, and there are so many instances in other comics where you can see his need to be Ollie's son, or his need for the approval of a dead man. When Roy was a kid, before he ever met Ollie, he used to imagine Ollie was his real dad, and his greatest desire is Ollie offering him his legacy, even if he knew he'd turn it down. And to Roy, Connor's everything Roy wants to be. Ollie IS his "real" dad, and Connor DID get Ollie's legacy after Ollie died, but what's so interesting is that Connor doesn't feel the satisfaction Roy thinks he should. Obviously Roy cuts him off so we don't get to actually hear his thoughts, but it's clear that biology doesn't mean anything to Connor. In his eyes, Roy is Ollie's "real" son, Roy got everything Connor wanted- a father who was actually present in his life. Connor only knew Ollie for a very short while before his death, and most of that Ollie wasn't even aware that Connor was his son. I don't know if you've read the issue where Ollie confronts Connor about not telling him he's his son, I believe it's Green Arrow (1988) #97, but needless to say he did NOT react well. (Which I am blaming Chuck Dixon for more than Ollie himself, but I digress, it's still what happened.) And in the Arsenal #3 Roy points out that Connor's a better martial artist than he is an archer which is SO important to me in relation to this, because unlike Roy Connor didn't grow up around Ollie, he wasn't really trained by Ollie, so his fighting style is different but he's still aiming for that Ollieness because he feels like he needs to in order to continue the legacy of a father he never knew and. Good god. Have I ever mentioned I love these brothers? Okay I'm done now

#ask #roy harper #speedy #arsenal #red arrow #green arrow #connor hawke

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teecupangel · 1 year ago

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Concept: Imagine if Altaïr had a habit of adopting birds of prey and stuff.

Ezio did the same thing except with cats (including a lion cub, if you know the reference to Da Vinci you'll get it)

Connor adopted canines constantly.

Desmond inherits all of these and takes in every single stray animal he finds. It doesn't matter if it's even safe to keep as a pet. He just adopts every single animal in sight.

In other words, through genetic manipulations, the Isus have created the ultimate savior of humanity:

A Disney Princess.

And it all started with Altaïr accidentally turning one of the towers in Masyaf as an aviary that only housed Birds of Prey.

No one knows how he did it.

They were pretty sure he started doing it after his father died and no one had the heart to tell a grieving child to stop adopting birds as a coping mechanism.

By the time Altaïr had been initiated, the aviary and its occupants have become just another staple in Masyaf.

Is it weird that they only listen to Altaïr?

Is it weird to hear Altaïr have a full blown conversation with them?

Very much so.

But it was Altaïr.

He was as weird as he was talented.

So people just left him be.

Time passed and Altaïr became a legend in the Brotherhood.

There were whispers that he could command any kind of birds of prey to do his bidding.

Perhaps he could.

Perhaps he could not.

No one found out the truth.

Ezio, on the other hand, was known as a hoarder of cats.

He gives food to even the dirtiest stray cats that could be found scurrying in the streets.

And they would follow him back to the Brotherhood’s hideout where some poor servant or recruit would have to bathe the cat, suffering the scratches and bites.

Only to be rewarded by the cat purring contently when it is presented to Ezio who holds it in his arms and calls it bella or bello.

And then… Ezio managed to get a hand on an illegally smuggled lion cub who grew up to be quite… large.

A very spoiled large cat who always loved it when Leonardo would come to visit because he would give the lion treats so it would let Leonardo study it.

Now, Ratonhnhaké:ton didn’t plan to adopt any animals. It just so happened that he joined a wolf pack in taking down preys once and now he was considered a… ‘kindred spirit’. They would join Ratonhnhaké:ton whenever he was off hunting and wouldn’t take his kills.

When he left the village, he saved a dog being mistreated by Red Coats and the dog just followed him to the homestead.

While he was sleeping the barn, he saw another dog, all skin and bones, rummaging the containers where the old man keeps the horses’ food for any scraps it might eat and he felt sorry for it so he would throw it a bit of the meat he would prepare for him and the first dog that kept following him.

By the time, Achilles finally agreed to train him, the wolf pack that he had hunted with near his village came to the homestead and… just followed him around.

Achilles thinks it’s a gift.

That there have been Assassins that had a close kinship with animals like Altaïr with his birds and Ezio with his cats.

The wolf pack stayed in the homestead when Ratonhnhaké:ton went with Achilles to Boston. The dog that Ratonhnhaké:ton fed also stayed because they learned that he was already quite an old dog.

Achilles didn’t say anything but the grief in his eyes made it clear that the old dog’s owner had been one of the many dead Assassins that Achilles knew.

When Ratonhnhaké:ton returned from Boston…

Not only was he accompanied by the first dog he adopted, he apparently adopted 3 more dogs along the way.

Achilles has himself to blame for that one.

And so, time moves on and Desmond Miles is born.

The window to his nursery was always close because birds and squirrels would come inside an open window and surround his cradle.

His mother had been worried that those squirrels and even some of the birds might carry something that would make a baby sick.

When he grew older, his friends were the animals in the woods surrounding the Farm and the guard dogs that Farm used.

The other children thought he was weird because of his affinity to animals.

Many adults found it to be a bit disturbing but also a sign of the greatness that Desmond would achieve.

Why else would he have the same ‘skill’ as Altaïr and Ezio, after all?

Then Desmond showed… to be lacking in training.

He wasn’t bad.

He was even better than a lot of the other kids.

The problem was…

Everyone expects him to be more than that.

And Desmond couldn’t take it.

So he ran away.

And the animals ran away with him.

And Desmond finds an abandoned farm where he finally carves out a place of happiness for himself and his friends.

… Desmond has no idea where the bear came from but he became docile after Desmond scolded him for destroying the trash bin and eating spoiled food.

#it’s about leonardo’s mechanical lion #yeah that’s a thing #assassin's creed #desmond miles #altaïr ibn la'ahad #ezio auditore #ratonhnhaké:ton #connor kenway #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed #ask and answer #disney princess desmond

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raddishwrites · 2 years ago

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okay but like connor can take punch

#prev that’s what you get for having more than one follower smh #I’m making it worse by adding a non sequitur to the actual post bc I can’t put images in the comments #like hey op this post is getting notes but it’s all just two idiots talking about Connor murder in the tags #-> OAVELSBSKDBSIDGDI YUP #like that scene in the simpsons of fuckin. mo throwing barney out of the bar and barney just shows up behind him immediately u know the one #omg don’t give me a bugs bunny cartoon Connor where he’s the manhole cover and does the wobbles before settling thing aaaaaaaaaaaaa 😅#you need to make up your mind are you recycling him or not landfill waste is a serious issue cmon now #I mean you saw the 2038 version Markus will vouch for this #oh no. look what you’ve done to me I’ve been corrupted IM JOKING ABOUT THE GRAVEYARD 😫😫😫#ok look inconsequential spoilers will save me: Hank allows Connor to get him up in the morning by letting Sumo ice paws into his room #after morning jog at way too early o’clock #bc Connor puts the coffee maker on #which is now going to be wild to me to work on bc now I have the ‘dead ten times’ idea attached to it so Thanks for That #tbh the worst thing imo you’re doing with this is tagging it dbh bc imagine these coming up if someone searches that tag🤣

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one-berzerker · 10 months ago

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You ever seen a crossover fanfic between two games you've never played, but you know enough about the source material(s) for the fic's premise to fascinate you?

I was browsing the Dead Space tag one day and stumbled across a fic that @constant-mason24 posted, where Connor from Detroit Become Human joins Isaac Clarke and the Kellion crew, for their repair mission aboard the USG Ishimura. It only has one chapter so far, but the brainworm infestation is strong.

What can I say? I like imagining Connor in a steampunk spacesuit. And him being newly deviated on the Ishimura, figuring out what it means to be alive as monsters try to tear him and his crewmates to shreds.

Also thank you to the lovely @prismatic-cannon for taking my commissions, and creating these pieces for me! I adored their DBH fanart back when I was lurking in that fandom, and I enjoyed working with them for this~

#The Android Sent By Earthgov #connor rk800 #isaac clarke #dead space #detroit become human #a crossover I didn’t expect but I’m here for it~#[me watching Connor and the Kellion Crew pull up to Aegis 7] Damn… He don’t got a clue in the fuckin world… Good luck! >:)

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rosyredlipstick · 1 month ago

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WIP Word Train!

Rules: tagger gives a word, then for each letter of that word you share a sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with that letter.

Tagged by @2nd2ndalto with the word SNOWY :)

S - “Silena around?” Nico asked. She’d been underfoot since the castle, never saying much and disappearing into the shadows like they wouldn’t remember she was here. Her family had been the one to turn her in; Nico didn’t imagine she had much of an option of where else to go.

N - Nico let out a breath. He caught Jason’s eye and nodded at the door, Jason getting the hint. He reached over to squeeze Leo’s shoulder and nodded to the door, mouthing something at him. Leo frowned a bit but turned back to Piper.

O - Only time would tell if it was permanent or not—Travis has explained the bare bones of the situation on their rush back to town. No one, not even Will, knew about Mitchell and his siblings. Travis and Connor hadn’t even been willing to cart Mitchell—or Scarlett, evidently the wolf that’d bitten Piper—into the apothecary, not even with all that blood, not even with the jagged line across Mitchell’s canine throat.

W - With all Piper's bed-bound tossing and turning, he expected her to look worse. Less of a healthy flush to her face, less bulk to her frame, but she looked as alive as if she’d come in from an afternoon of chasing them through Sherwood, like she was high off a hit. She looked, against all odds, good.

Y - “You did something to get us to Sherwood. What?”

Nico exhaled. He’d known the questions were coming but it still felt like a collar tightening at his throat, a dog stuffed into a too-small cage. His basic instincts were flaring up, the urge to turn over and play dead.

There was no explaining away this part, and Nico had been waiting for this. He pulled out the stone, no hiding it. The gold was shiny even in the dim light of the room, a spot of finery in all the gray.

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yaaay, very fun!!! thanks for the tag alto!!!!

tagging @gatesofember @ethannku @yrbeecharmer @thebhorror if you guys want :-) also anyone else who wants to play! your word is TOAST as that is what im eating rn <33

#tag game #alto tag #fairytale fic #no pressure!!! :)

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sulfies · 9 months ago

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Do the ancestors have specific kinks or are they on the vanilla side?

Shipping 4 dead people who never actually interacted,seperated by centuries but not bloodlines only to have em Vanilla would be a different brand of crazy I think😭

So yea I def imagine them Kinky tho I dont have kinks set in stone for them much bc It would change depending on whatever I feel like is hot that week lol, I imagine them all as vers switches even tho they have preferences and It changes depending on whos w who.

But rn:

Altaïr is a Exhibitionist (I have decided lol) and is a bit of a mean Dom that loves to tease/bratty sub that loves to order. Likes roughhousing too

Ezio is recently realizing he is into(due to Altaïr) Voyerism and almost cucking? (im not into cheating nor actual cucking, I just think Ezio enjoys seeing Desmond get pleasured by someone and not being able to join in for a while) He is a talkative Dom that loves to dirtytalk and oversimulate the other/cocky sub that refuses to shut up till u make him shut up(gags binds slaps etc etc)

Connor... Im again not that far into the game where I have a clearer idea on how I wanna HC him but he is the most Vanilla out of all most of the time. I wanna give him a breeding kink (no mpreg sorry i dont care for it lol)just bc I can imagine him being a silent manhandling gentle dom holding you down as he just goes town/ Shy pillowprincess that mewls quietly trying to hold it in

Desmond Im not sure tbh being from modern times is open to being freakier, he def enjoys the attention and letting the others figure out their turn ons (mans a enabler). He is basically a chameleon and his dynamic changes w everyone. He might blush and try to (playfully) stop them but He enjoys all lol I just dont like HC-ing him as a blushing virgin lol this man has fucked before he was 23+ in New York as a bartender.

But overall I dont wanna set anything in stone w kinks or bed dynamics bc again I just make em do whatever I think sounds/looks fun that week lol so U could get a shy pillow princess Altaïr and Mean Dom Connor.

So TLDR: I give em whatever kinks that get me going and fits their HC of the time

#Im not gonna spill all my kinks yet buy me a dinner first #basically they get to be şnto whatever im into #I wont kinkshame tho god knows I got shamefulk ones #and they hate whatever I hate #also I think I red somewhere that kinks are genetic so... they just sense8 their kinks #asks #nsft

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recreationalfanfics · 1 year ago

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Some Assassin's Creed x Genshin Brainrot I've been having:

1. A reader whose like Barbara. I have her and I would absolutely kill for her. Like, the reader is the daughter of a doctor who isn't necessarily an assassin but married one so they help when one of the assassin's get hurt and the reader sings as she works to help them and the assassin's can't help but smile. AND I MEAN THIS IN A PLATONIC WAY, LIKE, YOU ARE THE SAME AGE AS BARBARA but I just think it'd be a cute idea because you're a very good medic and doctor and the assassin's enjoy seeing you. Like if you're in Connor's time period, he will be silent as you sing but he does have the smallest smile on his face and if you ask him: "Are you feeling better, Mr. Ratonhnhaké:ton?" he's internally adopted you already- JACOB ABSOLUTELY ADORES YOU, the only child in London who HASN'T tried to rob him, and Evie definetly has a soft spot for you two. When you tell Evie that you really look up to her and that you want to be just as smart as her someday, she gets kinda shy and Jacob gets jealous BECAUSE WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO BE LIKE HER, HE'S SUPER COOL TOO- I can see some of the more crude assassin's trying to watch their language around you. EDWARD STRUGGLES SO HARD but he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable so he TRIES HIS BEST. Arno is very gentlemanly so if he's ranting to someone while you're fixing him up, he'll politely tell you to cover your ears. And so on and so forth-

2. Childe x Ratonhnhaké:ton! Reader. Like in the sense that the reader has his personality and beliefs. This dynamic would be interesting to me in the sense that Childe fights because the Abyss gave him that need but the reader would fight because it is their duty. Also because of the dynamic that'd they'd both be unhinged in their own way. Childe is more obviously unhinged but let's not forget that Ratonhnhaké:ton ran through a city that was being BOMBED just to get to the man who he was after. So let's say the reader's target is Childe and they just run through an entire army. Normal people would be terrified by that kind of persistence, especially if that person wants them dead, but Childe just having the biggest grin on his face because he might be in love- However, Childe also loving the kind and compassionate side of the reader and how that kindness and compassion never falters. Not to mention that he'd definetly admire how honest the reader is and like how the reader does have some sympathy for Childe and his childhood but how they can't let that sympathy distract them from doing what's right.

- OKAY SO YOU KNOW THOSE SAGAU GENSHIN STORIES? Maybe something like that where the reader is an ISU hybrid so they have the golden blood and skin markings that light up but because of how the ISU act in the Assassin's Creed verse, THEY ARE HELLA DISTRUSTING OF THE ARCHONS AND THE ARCHONS ARE SO HURT BC WHAT DID THEY DO-

- Just an Assassin's Creed reader in general somehow getting into the Genshin universe PURELY BECAUSE I think it would be funny how they would absolutely outclimb everyone. Like, I have a hard time with climbing in Genshin because I always forget the stamina bat but in AC, most of the game play is just climbing really tall things so the reader just escaping everyone by climbing taller than them. Or like, they're constantly found brooding on some sort of high ground. Also because imagine they get a vision and one of the characters is all: "Okay, now we'll teach you how to use Elemental Vision-" and the reader is all: "Oh, is it like Eagle vision?" and they're all: "Wtf is eagle vision-"

- THE ASSASSIN CREED READER HAVING AN EAGLE SIDEKICK, IDK, I JUST THINK THAT'D BE COOL.

- Diluc would actually be a good member of the Brotherhood, like, I don't have the creativity to write it but someone give that man a hidden blade.

#Genshin Impact #Assassin's Creed #Childe x reader #diluc ragnvindr #Crossover idea #genshin impact crossover #Assassin's Creed Crossover #Yeah ik this is cringe but this is how I treat myself after finals.#barbara genshin impact #ratonhnhaké:ton x reader #jacob frye x reader #evie frye x reader #Arno Dorian x reader #Diluc x reader #Zhongli x reader #raiden shogun x reader #venti x reader #Nahida x reader

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Ghost is losing on purpose to break the Scot. And I’m back with more ideas for skimpy outfits

The tiddies look phenomenal

Crop Top

Ghost loses another bet but this time with KorTac

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Ghost was working with KorTac when he made a bet, so no one from 141 was there to stop him. KorTac had no idea what they were getting themselves into when they told Ghost what he had to wear for a whole day. Connor was the first to see Ghost after he lost the bet. He was eating a sandwich and immediately choked on it when he saw what Ghost was wearing.

Ghost stood confidently in the sleeveless crop top, tight pants that left nothing to the imagination. He noticed Connor choking and walked over, seemingly clueless to what was ailing him.

“What’s wrong?”

No one understood the text Connor sent out.

“Ghost is wearing a tiny shirt.”

Oni and Fender were minding their own business when Ghost walked by. Fender’s jaw dropped while Oni just took out his phone to snap a picture because he felt like he was going to need proof of this. He sent the picture to the group chat which almost immediately exploded. Everyone in KorTac now seemed to be on the hunt to find Ghost and witness what he was wearing first hand.

Roze found him quickly and stopped him, “Ghost… that waist is criminal.”

Ghost juts his hip to the side in response, “You think so?”

Roze grins, “For a sweatshirt you cut yourself it looks killer. But I bet I could make it even better.”

141 felt dead at the moment. Soap didn’t have any energy to do anything other than lay around and watch TV. Apparently Gaz and Price shared the same idea and joined him in the rec room and they served the channels to find a good show.

“If you play another episode of Dragon’s Den I will throw you off this couch.”

Soap let’s out a short laugh, knowing that Price was too comfortable to move. Gaz’s phone buzzed for the first time that day and he picked it up to see what it was. Gaz’s eyes widened but he remained silent, slowly sitting up. Soap notices this and stares at him.

“Something up?”

Gaz stutters, “No! No, definitely not! Nothing is up!”

Soap sits up, “Kyle… What are you hiding from me?”

Price looks at his phone as the three of them get a message, “Oh no…”

Soap goes to look at his phone but Gaz lunges across the couch and snatches it from him. He falls to the floor and scrambles to his feet before taking off. Soap jumps off the couch after him.

“KYLE GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!”

They run through the base, Gaz barely dodging Soap with tight turns and sliding under his arms. But Gaz’s luck ran out and Soap managed to grab him.

“My. Phone.”

Gaz tries to hold his arm out to keep said phone away but it was no use. Soap grabs it and keeps Gaz pinned as he opens his messages. Soap feels his face burst into flames as he sees the photos sent to them from KorTac. The first message was from Roze.

“The boys are having a good time here.”

The photo that followed almost killed Soap.

Ghost leaning against a tank, his Lieutenant Riley sweatshirt cut into a crop top, showing off his waist and stomach. Soap could see his lightly colored treasure trail and almost fainted. The next photo was Ghost squished between König and Horangi, who were also wearing crop tops. Horangi was wearing a tiger crop top (of course) while König wore a lacey white crop top that was practically a second skin.

The new crop top that Ghost wore was fucking fish net over a what looked like a sports bra. Soap didn’t even realize when Gaz shoved him off of him, he was too hypnotized by what was on his phone. He could barely hear what Gaz was saying to Price when he walked up. All he could think was—

Where’s KorTac’s base again?

#call of duty #cod mwii #modern warfare ii #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #john price #kyle gaz garrick #kortac #kortac operators #soapghost #ghostsoap #ask #thanks for the ask <3 #fic #fanfic

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