#justice for grandpas patch!

[aethelwyneleigh27]

TF141 Scenarios and Headcanons

(Them interacting with the mini and pink version of Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley) Inspired by my previous post

Credits to @puff0o0 for this wonderful art that I requested and all the other art that's used in this post, she delivered and slayed. I genuinely love your art style because the textures looks like crayons were used and it's just so cute, thanks so much Puff <3

Pairings:

Ghost x Wife!Reader

Justice for Soap? Poor guy has been a victim in this entire set of scenarios.

ꕥ HOPE YOU ENJOY! ꕥ

❥ Simon bringing mini Ghostie for her to interact with the Taskforce again. Safe to say Soap got hit at the back of his head for even trying to make fun of the pink carrier (that you, his loving wife bought for the baby), while the little one was fidgeting with the red bow that decorated the front of the strap carrier.

❥ Ghostie didn't earn the nickname till the second time Simon brought her with him bringing the mask along and she proudly wore it. They actually went through the effort of getting her a tailored camo print uniform with a little patch embroidered with the words "youngest recruit" and "Riley" embroidered on the back of the shirt.

❥ Mini Ghostie keeping herself busy with the crayons and papers provided by uncle Gaz, drawing herself, her dad and the other Taskforce members then proudly showing it off to them after they're done being busy. (It earned a spot on the base's fridge, Price bought a magnet for that purpose alone because it was held up by tape for the longest time)

❥ A little visual for you guys provided by my favorite and beloved mutual @puff0o0:

❥ Ghostie and Gaz exchange drawings on a basis, more oftentimes it's funny faces that Soap makes. Soap saw them..

"I DINNAE LOOK LIKE THAT"

*Gaz raising a brow at him while Ghostie was giggling at Soap raising his voice*

❥ And yes, Gaz was responsible for the shrekified version of Soap that was on the fridge.

❥ Soap tried to draw something as an insult towards Gaz but it backfired and little Ghostie ended up loving it and taking it home to display it on the wall of her room:

❥ Gaz tends to be pursuaded by every little pout Ghostie gives him, probably the reason behind him being her favorite uncle. Ghostie made a drawing of Gaz once with an outlined heart around the picture, he now has it framed on his desk.

❥ Safe to say that Ghostie was amused by Soap getting hurt in any way possible, at first it started with her dad playfully punching the sergeant that made her giggle but then it slowly started to turn into her taking matters into her own hands and actually hitting uncle Soap herself. (Poor Soap)

❥ Little one constantly either slaps Soap or pulls on his mohawk. Yeah Ghost probably taught her that, she loves seeing her dad amused and giggles when she makes her dad chuckle. (Cue annoyed Soap noises)

❥ Uncle Gaz calls her "Boo" sometimes because he thought it was fitting and yes he took it from that one animated movie character, more likely sets his phone up and let's her use it to watch Disney movies because he's the only one who has Disney plus. (Frozen and Mulan were playing non-stop and now they all know the song "I'll make a man out of you" word for word)

❥ The idiots encouraged little Ghostie to chug a bottle full of milk as if she was chugging beer while cheering her on, Simon sipped on his whiskey not knowing he'd regret it later on, they all had to deal with a massive spit up because they made her drink too much and too quickly. (Soap had to wash that shirt 3 times before the smell of milk became more faint)

❥ Little Ghostie calls Price her grandpa and nobody's correcting her even if she genuinely thinks that Price is her dad's father. Price was definitely the one who had a uniform tailored for her but it was Gaz's idea.

❥ Believe it or not, Little Ghostie is loved by almost all of the recruits. Lieutenant Riley has a DAUGHTER?! He has a wife..? Yeah that was their first reaction. But ultimately they loved her because Little Ghostie was a sweet bundle of joy who loves giving flowers to female recruits and uncle Gaz.

❥ Despite all the bullying uncle Soap has been through, he still loves that kid to death and couldn't be more prouder when L.T. Riley and his wife chose him, Roach and Gaz to be godfathers.

❥ Speaking of uncle Roach, him and Ghostie get along really well. Even though there's not much of a verbal conversation going on, they still manage to cause chaos together. She likes to fidget with the makeshift antennas that come with the helmet of his tactical gear.

❥ Nobody can stand it when she's crying, she's not even loud, she's almost so quiet when she cries but gosh is it heart breaking. Especially for Gaz, Ghostie's teary puppy eyes looking up at him while her arms are in the air. "Uppies uncle, please" she hiccups.

❥ Gaz is the one always carrying her around, if everyone's being honest then I don't think she was ever down on her feet at some point unless she was playing around with the recruits.

❥ If Simon was being honest, he enjoyed the sound of Ghostie's feet thumping around base.

❥ Ghostie loves handfeeding her dad, she does it all the time. Technically she still has a difficult time using utensils so hands would do for now.

❥ Roach gave the little thing a sip of his coffee and she was practically bouncing off the walls. Yeah that wasn't a very bright idea.

❥ She was a late teether, Soap was the victim. Not only was she caught chewing on the strap of his tactical gear, Ghostie actually bit him with her baby teeth that were only halfway out when he tried to swat her away.

❥ Uncle Gaz and grandpa Price taking out the little one for ice cream so her need for sugar is satisfied and to cool her gums off.

❥ Ghostie's uncles taking her to the park/playground. (Gaz was the one recording)

❥ Soap got in trouble for teaching mini Ghostie how to curse, you weren't too happy about that because now your daughter is saying "bitch" endlessly in the wrong context.

A/n: I hope you guys liked it, I put a lot of effort into this and the last post. Please check out Puff's account if you don't know her yet, I promise she is the sweetest person and her CoD content is a big hit.

[stardewremixed]

Justice for Stardewies

Because people need jobs and purpose...

Jodi

has been a single mom for so long, even though Kent returns in Year 2. She was a Registered Nurse, and replaces Maru at the clinic when Maru decides to go back to school. Jodi starts to feel her confidence grow as she works outside her home. And Harvey is a good boss, letting her work around Vincent's school schedule.

Maru

Inspired by Harvey, Maru wants to pursue and advanced degree in medical technology. With her poor eyesight, her dreams of becoming an astronaut faded. But she still gets to tinker and play with technology, which is something she loves.

Marnie / Marlon

deserves better than a "secret" relationship with Lewis. His family has wealth and historically held positions of power. The Governor is his cousin after all. Still Marnie deserves real "out in the open" love. Marlon asks her out one day after she visits the Adventurer's Guild with the weekly dairy delivery. Their first official date is the Flower Dance. And they dance together for the whole town to see. Lewis is jealous but... he had his chance. #sorrynotsorry

Shane

is sober and working at the movie theater during the evenings. He attends vet school during the day. Shane wants to open an animal clinic, with an emphasis on chickens... 🐔 er... farm animals. And he makes his famous pepper poppers for all town events.

Pam

Pam went to rehab. She is now reemployed at Pierre's. She really enjoys helping customers find what they are looking for, and she joined Caroline's class to get fit. She has already dropped almost 20lbs.

Robin

Robin does so much for the town. She is convinced by the people to run against Lewis. And then she actually wins. Since she finally has help from Alex, Robin's business is booming. She is able to hire on another employee so she can focus on her new important duties as Mayor of Pelican Town.

Linus

Is anyone surprised he actually has money? And lots of it? Linus gets involved with other veterans like himself with much encouragement from Gus. Now with properly flowing taxpayers' dollars, Linus is able to build a tiny Veterans Village for former military men and women to "get off grid," find healing, and a fresh start. Kent gets involved too after he starts counseling for his PTSD.

Alex

Robin hired Alex as a handyman. Alex is surprisingly good with his hands and figuring things out, especially electrical. With no formal training, he can rewire televisions and stereos. At first, he just tinkers in Robin's workshop. But then he starts doing bigger projects. After getting an electricians license, Alex helps wire houses and rewire faulty electrical in other homes and businesses around the Valley. It's blue collar work but it pays really well, and his skills are sorely needed. And he can work as he wants. So he still has plenty of time to toss the gridball around with friends, and take Dusty to the dog park, and even help Granny in the kitchen.

Evelyn / George

Ev still helps out at the community garden. She starts growing spices and herbs to bake in her breads and cookies. Once the Community Center is repaired, Evelyn hosts a bake sale to help with the upkeep. And Haley joins her in organizing a cake walk. George gets motivated, with encouragement from Jodi (since she is a vet's wife), to do the Valley's own version of Special Olympics. Alex helps his grandpa train.

Abigail

finally graduates after six years. She knows what she wants. She is going to pursue a master's in folklore and mythology. While it isn't business like her dad wanted, Pierre is still proud of his little girl. Abi leaves for Zuzu City (on the repaired bus line). She also has an internship lined up, translating manuscripts (since she learned ancient Dwarven).

Sebastian

takes coding to the next level. He finds a partner in Zuzu. They start a tech company together. Seb still comes home on weekends to spend time with his family (he and Demetrius patched things up ever since his stepdad got his official diagnosis as autistic). Seb always brings rice pudding for Demetrius, from the Asian Market he lives above. Seb is also working on releasing his first video game, inspired by his experiences in the mines.

Sam

After the band breaks up, Sam decides to go solo. He leaves for Zuzu City for some gigs. The first weekend he is there, he makes a connection with a talent scout who thinks Sam is really good. Sam starts landing bigger and bigger shows. Next thing he knows, he's traveling the world, opening for big name bands. It is a dream come true. He never stays in one place too long, but that's just what he loves about his "work."

Elliott

publishes his romance novel. And then his editor suggests a series. It is super successful. With his new steady income, Elliott upgrades his cabin to a proper beach cottage. He teams up with Penny to write a children's book.

Penny / the children

returns to school and obtains a proper teaching license. With help from Robin, she opens an after school enrichment program for Vincent, Jas, Leo, and a few other children. And she partners with Professor Snail to offer summer camps on Ginger Island. Penny also organizes a beach clean-up day.

Vincent starts an entomology club with the Prof, much to his delight.

Jas works with Emily to create costumes for a play. The story of the Winter Star is the first show they put on for the town. And this seriously helps Jas' confidence.

Leo repairs the treehouse with the help of Alex. And Pam, who attended cosmetology school, gives him a proper "big kid" haircut.

[nikrei]

April Comics Round-up

April time! Turns out you can't draw while you read comics, so I got a whole lot of comics read and not a whole lot of drawing done (petition to patch this bug in the next update)

This time around I was reading stuff in event rotation, so I'd read one comic up to the start of an event, then move to the next, so on so forth, then read the event, then do it all over again.

Justice League of America (258-261) (1987)

Finished this in Legends, and it has a super tragic ending, with two members dead (rip vibe and steel) and Cynthia stashed back with her family (that she ran away from in the first place because they're abusive) also not a fan of how they tried to walk back Steel's grandpa's bullshit, implying that his procedures were somehow necessary when the whole backstory is that they were totally superfluous.

Fury of Firestorm/Firestorm the Nuclear Man (43-79) (1986-1988)

Omg i cried so much at issue 66 (Marrrtiin!) But the whole storyline is so good, and I love the firestorm that is his own guy he's precious.

Saga of the Swamp Thing/Swamp Thing (51-70 (1987-1988)

Continues to be A+ excellent. The Swamp Thing's sojourn thru space is a great look at actual very alien worlds.

Blue Devil (20-31) (1986)

Super fun and I'm sad that it ended, should have been longer!

Blue Beetle (1-24) (1986-1988)

Very fun, and a great intro to Ted, but it did feel like it left loose ends when it finished. Maybe they'll pick them up later in JLI.

Legends Event (1-6 + all tie-ins) (1986-1987)

Legends my beloved, I've read this one twice before, once just the main event, once with all the tie ins, but this time I was reading with just about full context and that was awesome. I love this event a lot, actually.

Booster Gold (1-25) (1986-1988)

Love this guy, hate what happened with his sister, that was bullshit. The ending also felt v rushed, but it is deffo worth the read.

Justice League/Justice League International (1-21) (1987-1988)

Was not expecting this to be so funny coming off the previous justice league title, but it is v v funny, highly recommended.

Captain Atom (1-23) (1986-1988)

Picked this guy up cause he was crossing over with other titles a lot, and I was surprised by how much I liked it! Unhappy propaganda hero Adam I love you. The source of General Eiling (asshole).

Suicide Squad (1-22) (1987-1988)

Oh man 1987 Amanda Waller is so good, she's such a complicated bitch I love her. The series as a whole is also v good, but it can be disjointed because of the rotating cast.

Wonder Woman (1-24) (1987-1988)

So I am mad about what the crisis did to the wonderfam but also this incarnation of Diana is So Good, I love her 500%

Flash (1-20) (1987-1988)

Wally u are so different from Barry but I am excited to see how you will learn and grow. I'm very into the set-up he's got going. It was super funny to me that they were like... hmm give him money problems, no wait, we don't want to deal with that, give him cash, no wait, we Do want to deal with that, take all his cash.

The Question (1-25) (1986-1989)

Vic Sage is a nerd but also hello Lady Shiva! Very much darker, mature label, but not often excessively so? Doesn't tend to be gritty for grittiness' sake alone. Tells stories well.

The Spectre (1-20) (1987-1988)

Ended up with this run because it has a lot of mystic backstory going on and had two issues in millennium. Not really my favorite title, but does have a lot of important stuff happening.

Zatanna Special (1987)

Important in between of Zatanna's last appearance in JLA, Swamp Thing, and Spectre, but I do not think it would make sense as a stand alone.

Dead Man (1-4) (1986)

If I had realized that this mini follows up on the tail end of the last dead man mini I would have read it last month, but I didn't realize that, rip.

Phantom Stranger (1-4) (1987)

This mini is in direct conversation with Spectre and the Dr. Fate mini, and is pretty important for knowing whats going on in the mystic side of DC.

Dr. Fate (1-4) (1987)

This mini is pretty much a sequel to the Phantom Stranger mini, and follows up with the big mystic happenings.

Millennium Event (1-8 + all tie-ins) (1987-1988)

Millennium my beloathed. The event itself is well written and has an engaging storytelling, but I hate hate hate what it does to the tie-in issues, just having random trusted characters be traitors for no good reasons. Totally wrecked Infinity Inc and The Outsiders, and other titles didn't get away unscathed either.

The New Guardians (1-5) (1988)

This series is the pay off of millennium, with this team of heros being gathered and taught all through that event. It's not a mini, issue 6 is when it hits invasion. Got a lot more serious a lot quicker than I thought it would, but honestly I'm a little disappointed because the millennium event ends with them basically being enlightened beings and you don't really see any of that in their own series.

Power Girl (1-4) (1988)

This is a fun mini to help set up Power Girl's new origin story (deffo read the secret origins issue before the mini). A good stand alone that manages to not make me too angry about coie retcons.

Deadshot (1-4) (1988)

This mini is basically an off-shoot of Suicide Squad, not a standalone. V v dark and edgy but a good glimpse into deadshot's psyche i guess

Checkmate (1-10) (1988)

Involved with suicide squad and JLI so I picked it up. Not really my fave, but love that Harvey fuckin Bullock is a high-up in this secret government spy organization i had no clue.

Doom Patrol (1-16) (1987-1988)

Told some friends I would read this one. I was a little bit lost because it is deffo a sequel to the previous doom patrols and I only ever saw them in crossover issues. Good so far.

Animal Man (1-5) (1988)

Not a mini, issue 6 is when it hits invasion. What i got to was honestly a lot more serious than I expected it to be (look animal man is a goofy name), but it really works for the environmentalist stories that they're telling.

Green Arrow (1-13) (1988)

We are continuing with dark and gritty Ollie i guess. I like him better than he was in long bow hunters, but he has lightened up a bit from that. Enjoying the series so far.

Forever People (1-6) (1988)

This mini was disappointing at first cause the starting vibe is Extremely Different from the 70s Forever People, but it ended up with a similar vibe. I don't think its as good as the og, but Kirby can't be beat, so they did a good job trying.

Starman (1-4) (1988)

Not a mini, issue 5 is when it hits invasion. I like it a lot so far, this guy is a good original sort of hero and the run itself is fairly humorous.

Batgirl Special (1988)

Follows up with Bab's doubts about being a superhero that were introduced in coie, her final case that leads to her retirement as Batgirl.

Batman: The Killing Joke (1988)

I guess as Joker stories go this is a good one? But its deffo v v heavy on the gritty shock value alone, and obvs does babs v dirty.

Detective Comics (582-593) (1988)

We've moved away from tec and batman being completely intertwined. Interesting to note that Robin did not show up once, even in the background.

Batman (415-425) (1988)

Ahhh its the beginning of the end for Jason TT-TT. I stopped before death in the family cause I'm pretty sure that technically happens post invasion.

Batman: The Cult (1-4) (1988)

This mini is sorta pointlessly dark and gritty. Its supposedly self contained but a lot of shit happens that should have lasting effects on Gotham but are never mentioned again. Some good Jason moments but not worth the rest of it. Written by Jim Starlin (heavy sigh)

And we are almost almost to the invasion event!

Bonus: the first 4 weeks of the Comic Kon reading club, where we're currently reading the origin of Superboy! It's a fun server and its only a few issues each week so its very manageable, folks should join! (it'd be pretty easy to catch up right now!)

[whalesloveyou]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Wonder Woman Strong Beautiful Bracelet.

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Imagine getting arrested by Jim hopper and fucking him to get out </3

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄. + 𝐉𝐈𝐌 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑

masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. *daddy issues starts playing*

pairing. jim hopper x reader

word count. 2.8k

genre and warnings. +18, afab reader, rebellious reader, age gap, acab, height difference, size kink, authority kink, handcuffs, brat taming, blowjob, manhandling | — don't forget to reblog 🤍

It was during the summer that you were forced to move in with your grandparents to the small town of Hawkins, being pushed away from your stern parents after being expelled from your 4th school for your rebellious acts of wanting to "stick to the system".

In reality, you were just another teenage girl begging for any sort of emotional connection with your parents.

It seemed like they couldn't get the hint, growing tired of your behavior and sending you off to become someone else's problem.

You had to admit, you were depressed, having moved from the big city all the way to the small town full of cookie-cutter family houses with neighbors that squinted at your black clothing and heavy thick eyeliner. 

Not only were you chastised for your open disrespect for the American system, but your own family were also critical of everything you did, including your ideal of casual morning wear.

A dark band graphic tee that your grandma was convinced was a size too small for you because the hem would frequently reveal your happy trail with ripped dark denim jeans that had sewed in patches with offensive quotes that made your grandpa scoff.

It was hard trying to get used to the whole "everyone knows everything" style of living. It didn't help that your grandma Florence was in the police force.

As a secretary, contradicting your usual views of society, morning breakfast always ended in your snickering some harsh comment about the justice system.

You would make your grandpa swear at you until your grandma made you two wave it off, making sure you two wouldn't bite off each other's heads while she was off at work.

It only took you a while to fall back into your usual antics, terrorizing the small town as much as you possibly could, where you had grown to be well known around town, mostly for being Florence’s black sheep grandson with a screw too loose.

You were so familiar as well with all of the officers in the small town. Being in handcuffs was like wearing bracelets on a dressy day.

Being in the holding cell was more like your own bedroom, it would seem, until Hopper would just get tired of your sarcastic remarks and get tired of you.

Jim Hopper, he was the sheriff that you loved antagonizing the older man more than anything.

The moment your grandmother introduced you to each other, it was like something had sparked inside of you.

Your neck having to nearly angle up to angle your head just to look up at the broad, tall man.

Something about his gruff looking beard and dark gaze made you challenge his tough glare. You probably looked like another bratty youngster with a snotty attitude that he had to worry about.

It was a strange relationship that you two had formed over the few months of you plotting your every move to annoy the older man. 

Nothing too illegal that would actually get you locked up for good—much to your grandfather's annoyance—you would just do things that were more on the annoying side, like setting up a BBQ stand in the police parking lot or blasting loud rock music every time you passed by the station.

It was a cute little game of cat and mouse, usually ending with you being guided to the holding cell until Florence was done with her shift and nagged your ear off about how you should be bored with wasting Hopper's poor time. 

She had a point.

It seemed like the older male would always be caught up cleaning your messes the moment you entered the quiet town, but if anything, you saw your presence as pleasing. 

Nothing had ever happened before you had arrived other than a fallen tree branch or other teenagers causing trouble. 

You thought Hopper should have been thanking you for making his boring desk job something more interesting since the moment you stepped foot in the town.

As you continued along the line of making his life as miserable as you possibly could, leading up to the day that you were cuffed to the office chair next to his desk.

The strong nose-curling smell of cigarettes and musk clouded his office as the sound of your feet tapping against the wooden floor made Hopper groan.

He reached to place his fingers against his temple as he muttered to himself in hopes of soothing his headache while you twisted your wrist against the cool metal of the handcuffs.

Struggling with yourself to not fall asleep while sitting against the uncomfortable wooden chair, your back leaning against the harsh wood.

It was the blink of night. Like most of the cases, one of the offices would find you caught red-handed, not even bothering to cuff you the moment you were pushed into the back of the armored vehicle and yanked into the station.

At that passing moment, you would make eye contact with Florence. She wouldn't be surprised to see you being tugged away by your arm, having been used to the scene that would play out many times in front of her. 

If anything, it meant she would at least get some peace and quiet just for the night at home, having you locked away in the waiting cell, leaving Hopper to be your practical babysitter until she would shuffle her way back to work for the morning. 

It was just the normal routine that had fallen into place the moment you decided to fill your morning routine plotting out ways to test his patience.

You didn't really understand why you craved Hopper’s attention so much.

Maybe it was because he was the only person that actually talked to you like you weren't some broken toy that got kicked out into the rain.

He knew that all you really wanted was to push all of his buttons, to see how much he could take before snapping because that's all you got away with at home.

He saw that you were just truly a very sad person that sought out attention so much that you would even accept it in the form of negativity, so he didn't let your childish pranks get under his skin, which made you want to push harder. 

For some reason, you just wanted to see how far you could stretch the man to the point where he was all you could possibly think about at night.

Sure, the silly little thoughts that you had imagined him in weren’t really anything you would classify as normal as having a crush on the sheriff. 

Your sexaulity wasn't something that you were that open with, especially out in the majorly regular town, but it didn't help that the grown man seemed to check every box in being just your type.

You loved how he almost towered over you, how his wide shoulders were framed just perfectly and his dark, unkempt facial hair made you drool.

It was a silly little crush that you knew you couldn't do anything about, so you took your sexual frustration out in other ways, which included pestering him as much as you possibly could.

You suppressed all of your thoughts, or at least attempted to, knowing that the sexual thoughts you had for Hopper would only lead to your becoming more alienated in the small town, which was why you thought you were dreaming the moment Hopper had guided his thick cock down your throat.

The unforgettable pinch of the handcuffs tightening your arms behind your back, the way your eyes were already watering from your gag reflex betraying you the moment his length slid deeper against your tongue.

Hopper stood slouched with his fists slotted in your hair, thrusting his hips into your mouth. From how clouded your mind was just moments ago, everything felt like a daze.

You were teasing the man about being celibate, and now here you were struggling to fit his dick in your mouth. Only a few praising words passed from his wet lips.

Your hand rested on top of his built thighs, the sensation of them flexing under your palms threatening to throw you over the edge.

Hopper watched your tongue swirling around his shaft, your nose nuzzling into this thick bush of pubes, with hazy slitted eyes. 

It was fair to say that Hopper continued to shut you up, turning you around and pushing you chest-first against his desk.

You were wearing a tight cargo skirt, which gave him easy access to the underwear you were wearing.

His hands caressed your ass, yanking your skirt up to fist the material against the dimples that were above your cheeks.

The man handling the plush of your thigh lifts your leg flat against the table, giving him the perfect view of the eagerness between your legs.

"Oh, so now you know how to shut the hell up," Hopper grunted, needing the flesh of your thighs not bothering to give you enough time to adjust to his length as he hooked your panties to the side and thrust himself fully inside, chuckling at the noise that pulled from your throat. 

"What's wrong princess? Is my dick too big for you?" He cooed, his smirk only growing wider as you wiggled your ass into his hips and mumbled a half-assed insult about him being small.

"You’re doing a lot of shittalk for someone who’s getting fucked stupid right now." Hopper’s pace was relentless as he bullied your tight warm cunt, pounding into you so hard that the desk was starting to struggle from the force of his thrusts.

A shock of pleasure made you clench around his length, your first orgasm hitting hard as you cried out, nails gripping the wood of the desk.

The older man was destroying you. The only thing coming from your lips were desperate mewls as your hips chased after every thrust.

He was drunk on the sight of you beneath him, the way that your pussy seemed to pull him in every time that he pulled out, feeling every twitch and clench that your walls reacted with squeezed his dick.

He had to hold himself back from the thought of stuffing you until his balls emptied lewd in his mind.

The sound of your babbling nonsense was like music to the ears, whimpering nothingness as your body melted from the pleasure.

Only a few words were exchanged that night after, the shock from being fucked by the town's sheriff still thick in your thoughts as the week continued.

It seemed like you were too pinned over the lingering feeling of his hands roaming around your body, almost like your mouth could still make out the taste of him finding your hands always picking at the skin on your lips.

It was ironic how it took Hopper fucking you to put you in your place. What was even crazier was that every time you returned, Hopper would always find you in his office, patiently waiting for him to lock the door and fill that void once more.

The routine had gotten so thick that sometimes you wouldn't even bother to show up, being pushed around in handcuffs, barely sparing the departing officers a glance as they exited the station at the end of their night shifts. 

The familiar faces behind the badges just held the door open as you passed by being there enough for them to just let you in.

The main office was the nerve-racking part; having to sit in the same room as your own grandma, trying not to think about getting railed by her own boss as she sat just a few feet away. 

You sat in the waiting area—a place where you would usually be handcuffed—taping the foot of your heel against the floor with your arms crossed as you blankly stared ahead.

"Y/n," your grandmother says. Florence stood with her large purse slung over her shoulder, adjusting her glasses as she sighed and looked down at her grandchild. 

You only glance at her in response, noticing that she looked more tired than sour, probably from a heavy load of paperwork being slammed on her desk since Hopper was too busy dealing with you to handle any of his usual work. 

It seemed like no matter how passive you chose to be, you would still somehow be a pain in the ass for her. 

Your head lowered in shame. "I'm leaving. Try not to be too annoying. Jim had a pretty rough day dealing with the whole Joyce Byers thing."

You suck your teeth out of impulse. In all honesty, you could care less about Joyce and the bowl cut of a thing she called a son.

You were jealous of not being seen by the naked eye by anyone but Hoppe. You didn't hate Joyce or her son.

You were just possessive, hating how much potential secret alone time you were missing out on because the man was too caught up actually doing his job.

It became unbearable when you discovered the pair's weird romance history that dated back to their high school years.

You listen to the clack of Florence’s heels against the wooden floorboards, creeping closer towards you through the keep of your eyelashes. You can see her looming over you.

"Make sure you eat something. You look thin. I packed leftovers in the staff fridge." The palm of her hand raised your chin, her thumb caressing your cheek.

Your grandmother would give you one of the rare sweet exchanges when you were tired of the constant back and forth with your family. Florence would always be there to attempt to pick up the pieces in her household.

"I will." was enough to get her out of the door, enough to make you stand from your seat and charge towards Hopper's office with one thing on your mind; his dick.

He doesn't even flinch when you yank his door open, the hinges giving more of a reaction than he does as he glances up at you.

You hated the smirk that played on his lips, almost like he had been counting down the seconds you would lose yourself and walk through that door to save him from the piles of paperwork he had to finish.

"Well, don't you look cute." You watched his eyes rake over your outfit.

Your top, paired with dark-washed jeans, was just another band shirt you were too lazy to throw away, despite your belly button poking out every time you moved your arms.

What Hopper seemed to be more focused on was the exposure of your lower stomach, eyeing the skin that trailed to the waist of your jeans.

“Missed me?”

You roll your eyes as his head tilts back, eyeing you like you were all sprayed out just for him.

It came to no surprise that Hopper was a pretty cocky guy, making much of his little confidence that he was so secluded and big in every type of way that his confidence just sort of made sense.

He acted with so much authority, his voice just seemed to automatically hold some type of control.

"You're a pig," he spat, his brow twitching as the corners of his mouth raised only higher at the insult.

It was no surprise to you that Hopper loved it when you would blow up on him. Something about you struggling to push for dominance knowing that he would always win you over with the snap of a finger just made him want you much more.

Oh, am I really?" Hopper leans forward, resting his elbows on the surface of the desk and cracking his knuckles as he holds eye contact.

You tried your best not to squirm in the place where you stood, your legs almost bucking from the sight of him leaning back against the chair, spreading his legs as his fingers lingered down his thighs.

He knew you were watching his hands. How much you cherished the sensation of them against your warm skin.

It was a gesture really, an invitation that he knew you couldn't refuse. "Come sit down."

Indulging in his chiding, sitting down against his lap, stiffly lifting your arms as Hopper’s cold fingers tingle against the warmth of your lower stomach.

Your head leans back to rest against the curve of his shoulder, exposing more skin for him to attack, your eyes fluttering closed as you welcome the soothing sensation.

You feel the warmth of his breath brush against your cheek, "you know," Hopper starts squeezing up the skin of your thighs. 

"Joyce came by again." It was all just a trap that you were desperate enough to fall into.

Hopper knew just the right words to make you tick, as his fingers toyed with the hem of your pants and pressed your jeans as his hands crept under the material.

As much as you were an asshole earlier on meeting Hopper, it seemed the older man would always find some way to get his payback.

He wouldn't dare to admit his soft spot for you.

Many times he would give you a lighter punishment or even look forward to you getting into some sort of trouble just to have you bent over his desk later on.

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Ch'p X Reader - Living two lives

Word Count: 1906

You sat at the bar drinking your beer. You were talking to a couple who had interesting lives. The husband grown up in Ohio, which is pretty far away from South Dakota. I mean you ARE in South Dakota right now drinking at your favorite bar The Dunk Place.

Once you notice that you finished your second bottle of beer you set it down on the counter. You looked at your favorite bartender, Ryan.

"Another one Ryan," You demand nicely.

"Another? Wow Y/N you must be strong today." Ryan noticed.

Your life was pretty bland. You have a job at Barns and Noble, early on in your life your family all died from a car crash including your Mom, Dad, and your brother. You were only eleven when the accident happened so your grandpa and grandma decided to take you in with them. Then they...died too, when you were twenty. It just seemed like life was against you. Everyone that you ever loved just vanished before your eyes.

Your second life was being a green lantern. You have been a holder of the ring for five months. You learned that your previous holder was Sinestro. Rumor has it that around the green lantern's planet Oa, is that he used to be a respectable leader among his comrades. When everyone heard Sinestro turned against them all some were hit hard, some were sad but held it together.

When you first arrived on Oa in your slim green suit. Your teacher was Ch'p the Squirrel. He had small ears, big fluffy tail, small claws, and his green suit covered over his whole body. He also would float, run on four legs, or stand on two legs. His mask had one patch on both of his two eyes. You never saw his own eyes yet just the covering of the mask. Ch'p was a great teacher to you, and a good friend, he was like your best buddy. He was kind, compassionate, fearless, honest, selfless, and most of all he cared about you. You were his student of course. He taught you how to fly, how to construct, and many more secrets the ring had. Surprisingly, Oa actually had a cafeteria. So when you were at lunch you talked to Ch'p and learned that he was born on the planet H'lven, which also consisted of anthropomorphic chipmunks and squirrels. You told Ch'p all about Earth. There being chipmunks, squirrels, sharks, dolphins, humans like yourself, and many more species. Ch'p was very interested about your background, and he felt empathy toward your dead family.

Your job as a lantern was to protect Earth your home. You occasionally talk to Hal Jordan who was also another Lantern assigned to protect Earth, and was a member of the famous Justice League. Ch'p's job was to defend his planet. Your jobs as lanterns in more detail is to protect certain areas of the galaxy called sectors from incoming threats. Yours was 2814, which was Earth of course.

Back to your current situation. You were peacefully drinking your bottle of beer until some man sat by you.

"So really pretty. Say why don't you come with me and go for a drive?"

You took one last sip of your beer before you smacked the bottle on the table and looked at the man with a very sassy and pissed off face. The man was about to touch you until you grabbed his arm and with all your strength you flipped the man over and he landed onto the floor.

"Thanks Kilowog." You quietly whispered to yourself. Kilowog teached you that fighting technique. Kilowog was mean and kind of a bossy person at first when you were in your beginners class with him, but as time went on he showed his soft spot and you two started to become friends.

"I already have a boyfriend." You told the already berated man. Then you quickly tipped Ryan and walked out of the bar. You quickly ran around a corner in the street and checked to see if anyone was around. You then took out your green ring and set it on your finger. The green fabric of your suit quickly appeared over your clothing, and your mask shined upon your face. You launched up in the air towards space, and traveled towards your destination. Oa, specifically to see Ch'p.

On Oa...

When you arrived to Oa you waited in the line for the green energy waiting to charge your lantern. You were also waiting for Ch'p to arrive you haven't seen him yet. Meanwhile, you were over hearing Hal's and Tomar-Re's conversation.

"It's just that aliens aren't entirely welcome on Earth. I guess you could say our form of entertainment is watching aliens turn people get turned into goo and humans at war with them. Right Y/N?" Hal said turning towards you thinking that you heard his conversation.

You got out of your daydreaming and looked at Hal, "Huh? Oh yeah in a way, but I just wished Ch'p could be on Earth. I'm just worried about him getting blown up by the millitary..." You just then kind of faded off into the distance thinking about the horrible things the government would do to Ch'p if they found him. Would they experiment on him? Turn him into a raccoon? Oh the most horrible things you can imagine.

"What is a millitary?" Tomar-Re asked in confusion.

"Let's just say they are our version of being the protectors of my planet." Hal admitted. "Anyway Mrs. Stargazer, don't worry Ch'p will come."

You again got out of your space-dreaming and looked at Hal in concern. "I just worry for him, that's all."

Once it was your turn to charge your lantern, you put the lantern up to the energy core and wait. After a minute you feel a gust of force against the lantern pushing you back a bit. Your lantern was charged. You step out of the line and go sit on the edge of a cliff and wait for Ch'p. That cliff was where you first trained with Ch'p and tested your flying skills. It was a great place for looking at Oa and seeing the stars together.

After a couple minutes your favorite squirrel finally arrived. He flew right into your arms as you hugged him, "Ch'p!"

"Y/N, I'm so sorry I got here late." He notified of his absence.

You brushed your hands against his ears causing them to flinch adorably, "It's okay I figured you were busy or something." You replied.

Ch'p cuddled onto your lap, "A sector needed my help for trying to stop a threat to their planet, which delayed my time to having to charge my lantern and being with you."

You kissed his forehead and petted his head. "Your my hero," You chuckled.

Ch'p gave a small sigh, "Being a lantern is hard. Although, I still wish my planet would accept me, instead I'm still an outcast. However, the guardians gave me a home and Oa is my home now." Ch'p reminiscenced.

"Heh, living two lives is harder than one Ch'p. Having to be a lantern and having to live my own life on Earth is a lot of hard work. I barely get any free time." You say slightly frustrated.

Ch'p then climbed up your body, his head and your head came into contact. "Come on, let's go some where private, just the two of us." You were actually a little surprised at this.

"Okay." You said as you both got up and you followed Ch'p. You followed Ch'p into a room or an environment that had layers of crystals lined up one over the other. The perfect place for some privacy.

You sat on a crystal as Ch'p jumped up on the crystal and sat beside you. "Y/N, would you like to see me without my outfit, I've...I've never shown my own body to anyone before. Besides my homeworld of course, but I've never shown any lantern what I look like beneath this suit. So, I want you to be the first." Ch'p told you honestly.

He slid the ring off his finger, causing his entire body to be revealed to you and his eyes. He had tuffs and a bunch of fur on his body, all of it being brown. The mask that hid his eyes and eye color had disappeared. His eyes were amazing, brown, cute, innocent, and handsome. You set one hand laying on his cheek as your other hand went through the fur on his body. Those eyes of his looked like he was struggling with some sort of conflict at first, probably him thinking about revealing what he really looked like to you, but now he looked like he was relaxed. He felt calm in your presence, like you were the only thing that could keep him alive.

You kissed the spot between his ears as you petted the fur on his body. "Ch'p, I love you, and thank you for trusting me." You then look at him in the eyes as you stroke the fur on his cheek. "You know you can tell me anything." You smiled.

Ch'p crawled up your body and when Ch'p got close to your face, as you held him in your arms. He gave you a little lick on your cheek making you chuckle. "I know, and I'll always love you. Your the only thing I think about when I'm not near you. I just wish we could be together forever, without being lanterns." Ch'p said his thoughts as he looked in your eyes.

"Heh, if we weren't green lanterns then we wouldn't have met. I will admit, it does suck but our rings are the only way we can see each other. It's okay Ch'p we'll figure something out, besides your the one who always brightens my day." You confessed as you pet the fur on his big, bushy tail.

Ch'p leaned towards your face, but particularly your mouth. "Y/N, I'm sure your species have their own way of showing affection, but I would be very grateful if I could do it to you." Ch'p smirked a bit.

You blushed of course, "You mean kissing, with your lips?" You asked making sure that was what he was asking.

Ch'p gave you nod. You both leaned towards each other, Ch'p moved his mouth in a little weird way, but had his small brown lips showing. You chuckled a bit. Both of your lips connected feeling each other's presence is what you both always wanted. 

When you both disconnected you suddenly realized something, "Ch'p you don't have your ring on. How come you can speak English?" You asked.

Ch'p laughed, which would always make you smile. "I started studying your language ever since you were my student. Lanterns don't really study other lantern's languages, but for the love of my life. Anything." Ch'p gave you a small little lick on the neck.

You chuckled, and gave him a hug. You wanted to be with Ch'p for the rest of your life. Sure he wasn't human, but who cared? Your in outer space, things are already weird. Whatever the future had for the both of you. You both knew that you would be there for each other and would get through it together. Their was one thing for sure, you weren't going to let the guardians break your relationship.

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[chalkrevelations]

Ep 27 of Word of Honor, and that was … Well. That was definitely the unicorn chaser to spending so much time and hugging with Awful Yifu in the last episode.

(Spoilers, as ever, so scroll away and come back later, if you’re still planning to watch unspoiled.)

I mean, what is there to say?

Ha, no, really, I can find plenty to say. Buckle up, I guess.

Clearly, I’m going to talk about The Scene, and there’s a lot going on here, besides the obvious cake frosting of everyone coming to everyone else’s rescue and the fighting and the crying and the declarations, and then once it’s all over, when everybody’s still hopped up on adrenaline, before the crash hits, the shouting and the laughing. At the end of it, we’re not even 20 minutes into the ep, and I feel like that should have been the climax (har), but they probably knew nobody would be able to concentrate on anything else that came before it. I’ve seen a couple of interviews now where Zhang Zhehan said he wanted to play Wen Kexing, and given the chance, he would probably still pick that role, and then everyone involved in the interview rambles on about the complexity of the Wen Kexing character, and it makes me worry that Zhang Zhehan isn’t giving himself or Zhou Zishu enough credit for the depth and range that he pulled out of the character. There’s a lot of various people yelling at various other people in many different places in this show, but there’s not been a scene yet that I felt it like I did when ZZS shouts at WKX after Ye Baiyi finally goes away, wanting to know what the fuck he was thinking. That felt real, and it felt layered – like, there’s a bone-deep fear that’s giving that anger extra strength, fear about the fact that WKX could be so self-destructive. Which also may force ZZS to confront for the first time the idea that WKX could die and leave him alone, just like all his other shidi died and left him alone. I’d have to go back and rummage around in previous eps, but I feel like this could be the first time ZZS really has to confront the idea that could happen, and he’s probably not at all prepared for it, because he’s understandably expecting to be the first to go. But this idea that WKX could just disappear, and get himself killed (because let’s face it, Ye Baiyi tossed them both around like toys), and ZZS would never see him again – that he would abandon ZZS like that, just to hide his secrets – I think that might be part of the anger, here. (You don’t fail me … and Zhou Zishou’s expectations for what constitutes not being failed are a pretty low bar, consisting mainly of not getting yourself killed like a fucking dumbass, and even that bar suddenly seems to be too high for Wen Kexing to clear.)

There’s also a clear parallel here, need I say, to the scene in a previous ep when Gu Xiang (WKX) begs Shen Shen (Ye Baiyi) that even after Shen Shen (Ye Baiyi) kills her (him), could he just for god’s sake not tell her (his) boyfriend who she (he) really was. Wen Kexing’s supposedly thought-out plan was basically just going to be what A-Xiang came up with on the fly, and stupid babies need the most love, I remind myself grimly, particularly when all this is about something Zhou Zishu already knew anyway, because he’s a brilliant former merciless assassin, not a good-hearted self-deprecating cinnamon roll who thinks he’s the least talented person in his sect like Cao Weining. We’ve also got some tasty philosophical stuff in this whole confrontation, including competing responsibilities – loyalty vs. justice vs. integrity – along with ideas of retributive vs. restorative justice. This is another good Zhang Zhehan acting moment, because that whole bit about how, actually, Grandpa, his shifu would have been about guiding his shidi toward kindness and making up for the mistakes he made – I actually believe he’s wholly thinking about Wen Kexing when he pulls out this philosophical rapier, and not at all about how restorative justice benefits ZZS, himself, considering how much blood he has on his own hands and that earlier conversation about frying in oil for 80 vs. 100 years. Good job, my friend. The one thing that makes me sad about this scene is that I’ve seen That Extra, and I hate we were robbed of not only Zhou Zishu actually laying his head on Wen Kexing’s shoulder but of Gong Jun’s single crystalline tear spilling down his cheek. Zhang Zehan’s right, that was a better take.

Anyway, Ye Baiyi proceeds to put WKX under house arrest, which, just. So he has to live with ZZS for the rest of his life? Please don’t throw him into the briar patch, right?

Also, yes, WKX. He’d die for you, dumbass. God.

Just to drive home the point of how the Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishou and Gu Xiang/Cao Weining relationships are the same relationship, we then go to a scene … well, we then go directly to a scene where Cao Weining is just sitting there, chin in hand, gazing adoringly at Gu Xiang, much the way Wen Kexing has been gazing adoringly at Zhou Zishu since about Ep 3 2 1 …  but that also leads into a scene where Cao Weining is interrogated about Gu Xiang by his shixiong in a milder, miniature version of the grilling ZZS just took from his elder. “Do you know who she is?” Whoever she is, he’s going to continue to respect her boundaries. “I promised her, so I won’t betray or distrust her.” “We’ve been through so much together.” (“We’re in the same boat anyway, we might as well stay together.”) I won’t fail you. Nobody in this scene has actually made the Ghost Valley connection, yet, and Cao Weining is not as canny as Zhou Zishu, so we’re not yet going to get any kind of resolution on the issue in this relationship - but given the way these relationships are running on parallel tracks, I have positive feelings about how Cao Weining is going to meet this challenge (not that I didn’t, anyway) once the info finally does come out.

What else, what else? We do go back to Xie Wang and Awful Yifu in this ep, and oh boy.

Xie’er: Ghost Valley Master’s faithful minion Heartless Amethyst Fiend has been sent by her master to sneakily follow Cao Weining and infiltrate the Gentle Wind Sword Sect where the Glazed Armor is being held.

A-Xiang, chillin’ outside the gated community in a rustic cabin with her fiancé, doing some mending and waiting for her wedding day: Never speak of my former master again, I have utterly left that life behind me. Also, what should we have for dinner?

I can see how you would come to the conclusion you did, Xie’er, but wow, the only time you’ve been more wrong in your life is about your Awful Yifu. Speaking of which, it appears the cat Awful Yifu is out of the bag. Xie Wang is still all, “Since you saved me, you can take my life back if you want,” and here we are in Zhou Zishu-Prince Jin territory again, shades of ZZS in Ep 1 not even blinking as he offers himself to Prince Jin and takes the gamble that he won’t just get his head cut off for his troubles. ALSO, I distinctly remember telling you, Xie’er, that you were empathizing (although not sympathizing) a bit much with the women of the Department of the Unfaithful, and here we do in fact get an explicit comparison, looking back to the conversation with Beauty Ghost about her loser boyfriend, when you refer to yourself as “also a gambler” as you take your leave of Zhao JIng. You need some Water of Lethe, buddy. Or do you think – to return to that conversation and the parallels with Beauty Ghost – that if you remember all this, you’ll stop making the same mistakes?

A last few random things:

lol, let’s all take a minute to giggle over the fact that ZZS has, in Ye Baiyi’s words, associated with this dude. Is that what the kids are calling it these days? Sorry, but I had to pause the show at that point to snicker like a 12-year-old.

Chengling: “How dare those ruffians beat my two dads! Let’s burn down their house.” Wow. OK. Xiang-jie has been … some kind of influence on her didi.

Last scene of ZZS and WKX, oh my god:

ZZS: You’re feeling bad for keeping a secret from a kid? What about me? How are you going to make it up to me?

WKX: Oh, my goodness, look at the time. I’m feeling so … sleepy. Yes, that’s it. I must go to bed. You also must be so … sleepy. You should. You know. Go to bed. Too. Also. To cure your … sleepiness. As you do, in a bed. Where I will also be.

Me, to the screen: He’s going to make it up to you on his back.

Also me: :facepalm: You are a pair of merciless killers. How are you this adorable?

[butwhyduh]

It's me again, back on my Jason Todd shit (as always). Having watched those first three episodes of titans season 3, I have thoughts! So, we didn't get the white patch of hair. I didn't expect it, but it would've been very cute. I also didn't expect everything to progress this fast. I still really want to know how Jason cheated death that quick. I'm gonna be real, I'm not really liking this spin and how Jason's been planning this shit out even before the joker got him, I guess? Also the way he's been treating innocents and people not directly involved with his plans. I'm used to a Jason that's hurt, and angry, and even a little scared under the mask of rage. The kind of Jason that was mad at Bruce because he didn't do anything to the man that took him away from him.

It very much feels like this season will just have Jason being used like a sociopathic little puppet of Scarecrow's, based off of what we've seen so far.

That being said, I've loved this Barbara. It's so clear how she's been so hurt, had so much taken away from her, because of what's been going on with Batman and his vigilante justice. She tried to be a hero under the mask, tried to make a difference in the world his way. And it didn't work out for her, and her father became just another casualty. A casualty that wasn't enough to change the Bat and how he handled things, considering how he acted. She's pretty realistic about everything, honestly. It gave me a lot of ideas.

I can't believe we were robbed of Alfred. Like, Dick called him in season 1 when he needed money, but he never came up again?? And now he's dead??

- 💌💋

I agree

First off Alfred being a plot hole is the worst thing titans ever did second only to trapeze effects. That would have been a huge moment for dick to come home for the funeral. He would have felt so guilty for leaving basically his grandpa because he’s mad at his father.

Barbara is right and I love her. The actress did amazing. I liked her anger better than Kori on this because she blamed the correct person. Then again Kori was just sad about Jason so it made sense too.

Gar deserves so much better than every person he hangs out with.

Connor I want to adopt and wrap in a blanket like a baby. Which is weird because the actor that plays him is so hot but he acts like a 4 year old sometimes. Poor guy. Also I saw interviews with the actor and he knows his stuff comics wise.

Crane is awesome. His voice is creepy. I love it. He steals the scene and that’s tough when he’s mostly working with Dick.

Bruce might actually be creepier than crane and the actor acted it excellently. That scene with dick and Bruce and he asks him to be Robin again, top notch.

And Jason. Jason… I think theories but I don’t wanna spoil anyone’s watching if I’m right. But it’s very out of character to hurt innocent people. So outta character that I hope it isn’t really his doing. I also think dick saying Jason can barely read is just to show how little dick really knew Jason. You don’t suddenly possess the ability to do complex chemistry after hating to learn. There are a lot of questions to be answered of how Jason came back so soon. Dc better answer them.

In the bird’s opening, I don’t think Jason is the king. 🤫

[amimons]

Miraculous Sweet-ember (Sept. 23rd)

September 23rd: Chameleon, Animaestro & Bakerix

Chameleon brings the official return of Lila causing more trouble for Marinette. Lila has a personal vendetta against Marinette and Ladybug so on top of being extremely good at manipulating and lying we knew she was coming back as a more serious antagonist for our protagonist. Her lies are so good that she has the ability to get away with whatever she wants, which deeply angers Marinette since she believes in honesty and justice. Lila made sure to spare no expense towards Marinette once she arrived back at school and immediately work to isolate Marinette from her peers. Her classmates are oblivious to Lila’s true nature because they believe she has the best intentions. Therefore, when Marinette tries to prove Lila is nothing but a liar they are skeptical of her claims of dishonesty because Marinette cannot disprove anything Lila is saying.   

Lila tries to work her charm on Marinette and offer a fake gesture of friendship. Lila told Marinette that she caught onto why Marinette was acting harsh towards her and it was because of Adrien. She extended a false olive branch to Marinette suggesting they should patch things up and she can even help her with Adrien. But Marinette is a clever girl and sees past her fake persona. She tells Lila that the real reason she doesn’t like her is because she lies and although she knows what she saids isn’t true she cannot prove it. Once Marinette called her out, Lila  dropped her façade. Lila threatens Marinette saying if she doesn’t chose to stand alongside her then she will work to tear down Marinette’s reputation with her classmates. Now alone, Marinette rushes into a bathroom stall full of pain and anger. 

Throughout the school day Hawkmoth has been targeting Marinette as his next akuma but every chance he gotten she would let go of her negative emotions before he could manipulate them. Hawkmoth finally had the opportunity to akumatized Marinette who was now face to face with said akuma. Tikki encourage her to overcome her negative emotions, telling her that she has the ability to find a solution to her situation. The affect of Tikki’s words worked. Feeling self-assured she announces that she is proud, confident, she's Marinette! Which ward off the akuma. Lila as a plot device is suppose to create the ripple in Marinette’s civilian life giving her an enemy outside of Hawkmoth. Unfortunately, people fall victims to convincing liars all the time and even though her classmates appreciate Marinette greatly they are blinded by the concept of who they think Lila is. Even though Marinette has a new obstacle to face in class, as long as she believes in herself and her abilities she can work to overcome it. 

Another thing about this episode is that it works on the slow buildup of a potential akumatized Marinette. This is the second time Marinette almost became akumatized and both times was when she felt justice was not being served. Marinette needs an ally to offer their support in this situation, someone that also can see through Lila and she found that support in Adrien. Chameleon was a good step up for a new antagonist in the school. Together Ladybug and Chat Noir work together to fight against Hawkmoth and now Marinette and Adrien have the opportunity to work together to defeat another common enemy outside their super suits. 

Animaestro made Marinette team up with someone we least expected. Chloe Bourgeois. Even though the intention of the two of them joining forces wasn’t a good one, it was still pretty enjoyable to see due to the comedic value of it. Besides Marinette learns by the end that it was a bad idea to follow Chloe and join in on her schemes. This episode also narrows in on what Marinette will need to work while the season progresses. Which involved her feelings towards Adrien and his potential relationship with Kagami.

It’s nice to look at this episode as a starting point of Marinette’s development on that subject. She feels threatened by Kagami’s role in Adrien’s life but as the season progress she comes to terms with it and even offers her friendship to Kagami. But at this point in time we have Marinette up to her whacky antics which includes Chloe tagging along...well more like Chloe bossing Marinette along. This also give an opportunity to compare and contrast how these two characters treat their relationship with Adrien. Chloe centers the relationship around herself at least on the surface level while Marinette does go to extremes to get a chance to be with Adrien, she will always put Adrien’s happiness over her own. Chloe and Marinette have such an interesting dynamic so it was great to see them attempting to become temporary allies. 

Bakerix is dedicated to learning about Marinette’s father side the family. Specifically her estranged grandpa. Due to a family fall out, Marinette never got the chance to meet Grandpa Rolland Dupain and for her father’s birthday she makes it her mission to rekindle that father and son relationship. Thats easier said than done because Rolland is a man who is very caught up in the past. It’s even hard for her to get the chance to come inside his house since he is so closed off from everyone. She didn’t want to ruin a potential opportunity of talking to her grandpa by admitting she was his granddaughter so she tried to come up with other excuses to get inside. Her attempts to get in are funny and emphasizes why I love Marinette as a character. Several attempts later she was still not welcomed in his house. 

Lucky for her, Rolland is opening his home up for the flour delivery person. She immediately takes the opportunity and tells the delivery man that she is Rolland’s granddaughter and she would love to pull a funny joke on her him by pretending to be the delivery person. The flour guy lets her take the bag and to top it off she asks for the hat to make it more convincing. Marinette wearing the flour hat was just adorable. Even though reconnecting her father with his father became a bigger task than she could imagine (especially since he ended up getting akumatized) Marinette is always willing to go the extra mile for the ones she loves. She will take on any tasks and figure out solutions to any problem just so those in her life have the very best. Thats very telling of just the type of person Marinette is. 

About Sweet-ember:

For the month of September I wanted to spread some positivity and praise Miraculous Ladybug on the things I’ve appreciated/enjoyed from the show.

Everyday I’m going to select one particular moment, event, theme, etc. from an episode of Miraculous and shared what I liked from that episode. Each post will discuss 2-3 episodes (from season 1-3; 78 episodes in total).

Whether its something big or small there is something positive that I can take away from every single episode of Miraculous.

Please feel free to add a moment from these particular episodes that you loved to this post as well!

Salt towards the show, characters, ships will not be tolerated!

Sweet-ember posts

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[fizzingwizard]

Yay it’s my favorite time of the week! Digimon Adventure:! Can’t believe we’re already at episode 16! This week somewhat recapped the mission we’ve been on for... 14 episdoes now x’D and I realized I forgot all kinds of shit. It’s so funny, when I was ten and watching Digimon Adventure I could remember everything, but now that I’m sadly an adult I can’t keep track of these high paced children’s shows!

(Supposedly they spoon feed kids stories so they can understand it more easily... but I gotta say I think I’m the one that needs the help, bahahaha)

ALSO... apparently there was an earthquake this morning! It was too north of me so I didn’t feel it (I was... also sleeping >-> so...) But it was right when the show started airing so the info came scrolling across the screen. At first it said

“Just in case, be careful of tsunami”

and like just three min or so later

“There is no need to worry about a tsunami due to this earthquake”

Phew! Also, Digimon causes earthquakes! Hide yo wife hide yo kids! Is that meme still current?? Does it matter???? I’m a millennial, boomers hate me, gen Z hates me, at least let me have my memes! XD

OK enough goofing off, on to what really matters, freaking Digimon man! This episode gave me tons of Taichi spam. Mmm my favorite kind of spam! But it also gave me avocado cheeseburger spam too!

So although I completely forgot about it, I was pretty excited for this ep when they allegedly return to the real world! Last week’s preview made it pretty obvious it was going to be either a fake reality or the evil Digimon had taken over the real world much more deeply than we realized. Fake reality made the most sense. But they tried to trip us up anyway! The opening shots are clear references to the famous episode 21 of 99 Adventure, although given that was the best animated episode of the entire show, this one just doesn’t do it justice.

He’s not sweating, the sun isn’t as intense... it just makes Fizz nostalgic

Finding them suddenly home, the kids are all pretty bewildered at first. Predictably, Mimi is the first to recover. What motivates her?

AVOCADO CHEESEBURGER! AVOCADO CHEESEBURGER!

From Burger Jack’s bahahahaha

Mimi starts excitedly listing all the things she wants to do now that they’re home. Aside from eat delicious burgers, she wants to take a shower, change clothes...

I’m like “Oh, so these kids HAVE been feeling the effects of how much traveling they’ve been doing!”

Seriously though why didn’t anyone comment on it before now?? In 99 Adventure most of the kids couldn’t shut up about the lack of basic necessities and creature comforts. It was really easy to feel how much they were struggling! Everyone in this series is so darn serious all the time. Sora even brought that big bag of emergency supplies but we only rarely see it get used.

Taichi and Koushirou are a little more wary, though they come across as mainly confused.

Mimi wants to go eat burgers right off, but Taichi convinces her they should go home first. “Oh yeah, I have parents” - Mimi, probably.

They get on a train. The Digimon are very cute. They finally notice that no one’s paying attention to them. It took 0.3 seconds for Tokyoites in ep 21 of 99 Adventure to start freaking out over Koromon, so this was a big clue if you somehow missed that there’s something not right.

On the other hand, for a world that is presumably an illusion created by some Digimon, it sure is, er...

... accurate in surprising ways, bahahaha

(no seriously did we NEED bikini girls?? did we NEED them? I know it’s everywhere on every train for all kinds of proucts but did we NEED them here)

(the TEEN 17 in particular is killing me)

Some gratuitous Taichi spam

Mimi lives in the affluent Shibuya area now so the kids split up to continue on home. I love Taichi called her ‘ojousama.’

Taichi wonders if Yamato and the others got home okay too. Koushirou wonders if whatever was causing the blackout has really been defeated. (Mimi’s theory is “Sora-san and the others must have done something about it!” Which I just liked because by naming her she identifies Sora as the one she feels closest to awww)

They won’t say it, but the truth is these two are kinda disappointed... lol

However they won’t be disappointed for long... because this midnight train really isn’t going anywhere. *wink* see what i did there

Mimi’s walk home has also turned into a labyrinth. Which is totally normal for Toyko subways really. Mimi gets so tired from walking that she starts hallucinating that Palmon’s head is in fact an avocado.

Girl you got a problem but no judging. I got the same problem.

AVOCADO BURGER!! Think of it in your heart and it will appear!

Now that’s not creepy at all.

Several episodes ago we learned that Mimi has never seen The Mummy. Apparently she’s never seen any horror movies at all, because she still approaches the counter to order her freaking burger even after seeing the cashier’s shadowy clearly evil visage.

YOU GET WHAT YOU PAY FOR LITTLE GIRL

On finally realizing that this train can’t go anywhere but Shibuya, Taichi and Koushirou get off and reunite with Mimi, who has learned nothing and continues talking to people. The only possible result of this is...

... creepy eyes appearing and trying to EAT her

Mimi: “Taichi-san!!”

she could ask her partner for protection but Taichi’s around and he’s everyone’s big brother so

The cause of all this mischief turns out to be this creepy dude! He’s kind of cute!

Also rather larger and more solid than I anticipated!

Of course this nightmare won’t end so easily.

You know you’re in for it when the walls are covered in glowing red eyes. That uh, shoot laser beams at you.

Cyclops: Not lasers! Concussive optic rays!

It turns out there wasn’t just one creepy dude, there were many. I’ve found my Halloween costume!

Our heroes finally figure out that this world is not their real world when they come across these tetris people.

For someone who’s never watched a single scary movie, Mimi does an impressive white-girl-in-a-horror-flick face.

I know she’s not white I’m saying she’s good at impressions she should become a comedienne

Now that we know the blackout in Japan is still ongoing and causing all sorts of issues, we get our usual peek into what’s going on for the people of Tokyo. We get to see Hikari! She’s cool as a cucumber. Her mom’s freaking out and packing a suitcase. Her mom says “Hikari go get ready!” Hikari just says “Oh I’m ready anytime!”

Hikari: I’m not worried about anything, big brother’s taking care of it!

Awww we get to see Miko! And that looks like a cat carrier <3 Mom’s not leaving their furry friend behind in the dark while they evacuate to grandpa’s place in Ibaraki...

... She is apparently cool with leaving behind her only son though! X’D

The letter reads “Taichi, we’re going to Grandpa’s place in Ibaraki. Call me when you get home.” The arrow says “Address.”

Ibaraki is a bit over an hour from Tokyo (I used to live there!) so not too far and very easy to get to by train. Still... there’s a huge power outage, I can only assume Mom’s reason here really is evacuation and not just “seems like a great time to go on a visit!” but she doesn’t know where one of her kids is and she’s just like “eh no worries he’ll figure out his way home!” Does she KNOW her son is 11? Japanese kids use trains very independently but again, POWER OUTAGE. ONE HOUR+ AWAY.

I’m remembering episode 1 when Taichi was acting like such a Dad and his mom was totally on board. Apparently that is going to be a Thing in their family. Taichi is the kid in Home Alone. Scratch that, he’s like the pets in Homeward Bound X’D

Mimi is understandably disappointed that she doesn’t get to shower... I mean see her parents... I mean, eat a freaking avocado cheeseburger

But Palmon knows how to make her feel better. “We’ll come back here someday and eat avocado cheeseburgers together.”

Mimi: “Heck YEAH I’m psyched!! AVOCADO CHEESEBURGER!”

this show understands the only true way to a woman’s heart is through food.

Our heroes are surrounded by Homunculus from FMA.

They merge together forming the aptly named EYESMON!!! lmao

Look at freaking long Greymon’s cyborg arm is. Whut.

AtlurKabuterimon gets hit by a train buhaahaha. Somehow this was way funnier to me than Lilymon getting hit by a plane or buildings falling on MetalGreymon.

The kids are outnumbered when look who appears!

The three of them sitting on Zudomon is the cutest thing ever also I JUST NOTICED ZUDOMON’S DOLPHIN PATCH WHAT THE HECK HAS THAT ALWAYS BEEN THERE!??!?!?!!?

So this was the reunion ep after all! I’m a little disappointed just because I wanted something more dramatic.

What Fizz, illusion magic and homunculi plus exploding Shibuya isn’t dramatic enough for you?

I mean EMOTIONALLY dramatic. Like, someone should hug.

Oh well. This is the face Taichi makes when he sees Yamato. D’aww. I guess i’ll be satisfied with this.

Yamato gets them started on a plan and they all fight as a group!! But Koushirou’s realized that this Digimon, whatever it is, is what’s causing the blackout. They can’t properly defeat it...

... and it’s already the night of the third day. Soon their 72 hour window will be up. Then Ariel will turn back into a Mermaid and the Sea Witch wins :’<

We end with an ominous digivolution! Next week....

Orochimon!!! I love multi headed monsters.

More Taiyama action!!! Lookin a bit beat up but still cool!

OK so in sum this episode was pretty fun. I still feel like the writers for this season just don’t dig in deep enough to really make things come alive. They’re so concerned with battles that they miss moments for fun character interactions etc. And in the end, the whole of this episode can be recapped simply as “They discover the world they’re in is an illusion and they fight the bad guy.” However, we got a lot of fun with Mimi in particular, and though we didn’t get the kind of Taishiro teamwork my heart yearns for, at least we saw them sticking together and hashing things out.

I really do hope this show dials up the character relationships a bit soon though. We keep getting tidbits so it’s not like they don’t have things planned. It’s just a matter of execution. Anyway I’m happy to have the whole group (well as many as we’ve got so far) together again!

[widowsofchaos]

Old Man Rogers

Steve Rogers dating a black punk rocker [HEADCANON]

(This is for my punk rock sisters, rock on my beautiful babes! And I hope you enjoy this semi-lengthy headcanon, okay I may have added more than I intended. This is my first headcanon, so bare with me! xoxo)

Steve is from the last century, a 40s boy, all he knew was jazz and blues from old New York.

So when he came freshly out of the ice, he had A LOT to learn about the evolved music scenes in the melting pot that is New York, from the old one he formerly knew.

Especially when he walks down the street in his disguise consisting of low hat and jacket, blending in the crowd. He would see various walks of life, one style that really stood out to him is punk rockers.

Steve would’ve never thought of this type of style existing back in his time. It’s outlandish, loud, it’s unruly.

IT’S VUGLAR.

LANGUAGE. LANGUAGE. LANGUAGE.

Lemme tell you ol’ boy, Steve be cringing at the profanity being caressly thrown around especially by teenagers.

He didn’t warm up to the outfits. Unkempt colorful hair, dirty denim, pants covered in patches, chains attached to jackets and jeans. It was definitely not his style.

He may be in the 21st century, but he was still a classic 40s boy at heart. He preferred simplicity.

Steve would see young girls have their faces littered with piercings, he would think to himself, ‘why would they ruin their pretty faces? Women back in my day didn’t need to sabotage their beauty.’

Don’t even get him started on the music, it’s too loud, too fast, and brash. To be honest, it gave him a headache at times.

His dislike stemmed from his refusal to accept the world he now lived in. It was just too much, he felt rushed into it.

Steve truly started feeling his age, he felt like a crabby old man, that didn’t fit in the new world. He would start lamenting about his old days.

Don’t get him started on moshing.

He just doesn’t get it, he doesn’t see it as a form of dancing, he thinks it silly and unnecessarily violent.

‘Why would anyone want to cause bodily harm to themselves — on PURPOSE?!’

Then he saw you.

Within a crowd of lively and extreme scene, you stood out uniquely. Your beauty was one in a million. Steve always told you it was love at first sight.

You didn’t have much piercings, just one on the left side of your nose. But Steve actually liked it on you.

Steve first saw you at a record store.

Yes dammit, a record store. In Steve’s time, New York was flooded with record stores. Get a good tune and pop it on the record player.

But now, with technology at its most advanced, from records to cds to iPods to iPhones. Digital streaming was at the touch of your fingertip, and it can go anywhere with you.

And record shops is a dying tradition.

That didn’t stop Steve’s love for vinyls. It made him think of home back in Brooklyn.

As Steve was lingering in the jazz section, he spotted your red dyed hair from his peripheral vision. The red hair made your smooth brown complexion stand out.

He would have never thought a punk would be searching throughout the soul/jazz/blues section.

Steve peeked from under his cap, seeing your slender brown finger tips glide gently through the records.

You fished out a Billie Holliday record, a Mahalia Jackson record, and a Sister Rosetta Tharpe record.

Your eyes caught his, and you flashed him a quick smile.

Ugh this soft boy loves your smile. He melted right there.

You were wearing a black tank top that had the word ‘punk’ in pink, with low-waisted army pants that had patches sewn into the fabric.

Steve finally got the nerve to stroll towards you, and pick up a conversation.

He came to you softly. He didn’t want to scare you off.

You reciprocated back, you instantly found him so damn attractive.

You both discussed how classic and timeless soulful blues are, and he saw the glimmer in your eyes especially when you talk about black and brown musicians.

He loved how soft-spoken you were, and not every other word you uttered was a cuss.

He thought back when he saw Louis Armstrong live as a youngster, but he didn’t mention that to you.

He didn’t want his icebreaker to be “hey I’m hundred years old, wanna go out on a date?”

Soon enough, you exchanged numbers. He was excited. He felt like a teenager again.

At the Avengers tower, he sped to his room and quickly dialed your number.

After a few months of dating, you’ve learned that your elderly, enough to be your great grandpa boyfriend wasn’t so keen on the type of music you so fondly love.

So you decided to take it upon yourself to show him the greatness that is punk rock.

This anti-capitalistic lifestyle, the message it portrays spits in the face of authority, but yet he came to respect it because he would see how passionate you speak on justice for all, and fight against the machine. Especially how it helped you channel your rage and problems with racism growing up as a black girl.

You showed him documentaries on the history of punk, he definitely loves the riot grrl movement. He loves to see women stand up for themselves, and revolt for what is right.

Ya know our baby boy Steve is a feminist. A true gentleman.

Finally you got him to listen to some punk music, although he still isn’t the biggest fan, you catch him from time to time scouring through your collection of records to listen to.

You even found him humming and mumbling under his breath, “hey ho, let’s go”.

You’re apart of an all-girls band, and he’s so damn supportive, he goes to see all your shows, and even sports the merch you both work hard on at home.

A DIY queen needs a DIY king.

Steve would not partake in the moshing, hell no. He would be either in the back of the crowd, standing in the corner to have a full view of his love performing or in backstage, watching you.

He does get worried when you stage dive, his instincts go in full turbo-mode, but he has to remember that you’re having fun.

But that won’t stop him from beating on anybody who gets too handsy with you in the pit.

He loves you very much, and actually gotten use to punk rock. He’s now seen the posivity it can be for the youth, sometimes he sings along with you in the car to some punk music.

He may be a old man, but he’s not entirely out of touch, being able to enough his new life, especially now with you by his side.

[loisinherlane]

4, 15, 18!

rimi ily <3 <3 <3 <3

4. Do you outline before you start writing? If so, how far do you stray from that outline?

Sometimes! Sometimes I don’t use an outline at all, and sometimes I outline while I write. If it’s a shorter fic, I probably won’t use an outline unless I get pretty far into it and need to stop. And then I usually scribble down which scenes I plan to write. I definitely need an outline for longer fics, but I sometimes start writing first so I have a better sense of what the fic is going to feel like. How far I stray really depends on when I outline. If I outline first, I may stray for pacing or plot purposes. If I outlined in the middle, I might stray a little when I realize I want more scenes.

15. A Hollywood producer tells you that they want to film just one of your fics. Which fic would you want it to be? 

Ohhhh, that’s so hard. Maybe Past Tensions? I wrote it as kind of a commentary on superhero stuff, so I feel like it would translate relatively well. On the other hand, I would absolutely love to see the Single Dad Clark AU adapted. Yes, it’s not “one” fic, but it’s kind of still. one fic.

18. What is a line/scene you’re really proud of? Give us the DVD commentary for that scene.

:3c This question excites me so much. I had to skim through a few fics to decide just one, but I did it... even if it’s a long scene, so it’s under a cut. (Scene from Infinity and Apple Pie, very spoilery!)

When Brainiac took Metropolis, Kon had been in Hawaii. He couldn’t enjoy the sunshine or the waves, but he could sit there and remember how they’d felt. Some days, that was enough.

I really wanted to drive home how being a ghost feels, especially since I hadn’t addressed it much in the fic. Kon hadn’t really thought about the problems before because it hadn’t really sunk in what being dead entailed. And by this point, he’s really starting to miss being alive, seeing how little he actually gets by hanging around. But he’s still doing.

He didn’t hear a thing about Metropolis until one of the families started a ruckus.

“Mom! Mama! Metropolis is gone!” The kid on their phone yelled until their moms came rushing over. Kon could hear the video from his spot on the sand.

Gay, gay, homosexual, gay.

  “—aerial view reveals that Metropolis, home of Superman, has vanished without a trace. A clear line marks the area, through bridges and—”

Kon shot up.

  “It’s as of yet unknown whether Superman was in Metropolis at the time—”

Even if he wasn’t, Lois and Jon Samuel probably were. Kon flew to Metropolis first—or rather, where Metropolis was supposed to be. Just as the news reports had said, it was gone, leaving nothing but a sunken patch of dirt and dozens of crumbling bridges. Other heroes from neighboring cities had already sprung into action.

“Let them save everyone,” Kon hoped and turned for Smallville instead.

I’m not very good at writing action scenes, so I was hoping for a minimalist effect in describing the damage.

Kon remembered the first time he’d been in Smallville during tornado season. Ma and Pa had settled in the living room, peeking outside every so often to look at the clouds. The meteorologist had warned everyone to settle in a room without windows, a basement preferably. But they insisted.

“We’ll know when it’s time to go underground. We can’t keep an eye on it down there,” Pa had scoffed.

Tornado Alley rights! Bitches love watching tornados!

It wasn’t surprising to find them on the porch for this, the sky less green clouds of a thunderstorm and more a pink-gray haze. Unnatural but just as fascinating.

“Our boy will save the day,” Pa promised now, clutching Ma to his chest. Kon found himself filled with the urge to fly back to Gotham, find Tim, just in case—

But Kon didn’t go anywhere. He stared at the sky and waited. After all, Superman would save the day.

When the clouds receded, Pa turned to Ma and grinned. “Everything’s going to be alright now,” he promised. Then he froze. He lifted his right hand to clutch at his left arm.

“Jonathan,” Ma said. She looked up at the sky. “Clark!”

Tim had made everyone on Young Justice take first aid. Kon recognized the signs too easily. He couldn’t do a thing to change it.

So, this was where I really wanted Lara’s warning to come into effect. Like, yes, she had been warning about everything else Kon had watched. Yes, he’d had to watch his girlfriend join a cult. Yes, he’d had to see Tim try to clone him. Yes, Bart died. But I think there’s something really scary about seeing a family member in pain like this. And the difference between the Kents and the superhero world is how mundane this is. Pa has a heart attack. In canon, he dies because Clark can’t get there in time. Here, Kon has to watch, and it’s so different.

“Do you want to watch this?” Lara asked. She sat on the Kents’ porch swing, a real picture in her Kryptonian garb, all finery against cracked wood.

“Pa’s having a heart attack! I can’t just leave!” Kon snapped. “I have to be able to do something! Clark can’t hear him. He’d be here by now if—”

“Clark!” Ma wailed, a little louder.

“Kon-El. There is nothing you can do,” Lara said firmly. “Please, stop torturing yourself.”

Ma couldn’t hold Pa up by herself. They’d both slumped on the ground. Pa’s head lolled to the side. He stared at the porch, eyes squinted. “C— Conner…”

Kon’s face went white. “He—”

I know someone asked me about this, but yes, Pa sees Kon because he’s dying. :) This would be very effective in an actual comic, I think.

“You don’t have to watch,” Lara said.

“No!” Kon shouted. “I’m not letting go. Pa can’t die. I’m still here for a reason!”

“Because you refuse to—”

“That’s right. I refuse.”  Kon stood a little straighter before taking flight down the road into Smallville proper.

There was only one hospital in Smallville, and the EMTs sat outside the ambulance bay to watch the storm. Kon sunk to his knees in front of the first.

“Help me,” he begged. “Please, please hear me. We need help. At the Kent farm. Jonathan Kent had a heart attack. Please.”

“What a storm,” the first said.

“Prob’ly one of those alien attacks again. You saw that report on Metropolis, right?” The second lifted her phone and started scrolling.

“Listen to me! Please, you have to help! At the Kent farm. Please!”

The third leaned to look. “It’s back now?”

“Weird,” said the first.

“Please,” Kon said. “Please. My grandpa is dying!” He slumped forward.

“Did you hear that?”

Kon lifted his head. The second EMT had narrowed her eyes, skimming the area.

“Please,” he said more frantically, “my grandpa is dying! He’s had a heart attack. At the Kent farm! Hurry!”

“We… we have to go to the Kent farm,” the second EMT said, standing up. “Now.”

“What?” the third asked. “We haven’t gotten a call—”

“We have to go,” she said firmly.

I considered having Kon track an ambulance down on the road, but I was like, wait, how would I make it clear he’s not taking an ambulance from someone else who needed one? How would he even find an ambulance? Would Smallville have more than one? This seemed neater.

Kon let out a breath of relief and rode in the back of the ambulance all the way back to the farm. When the sirens reached the front of the house, Ma looked up and sobbed in relief.

“Help! My husband—” she yelled.

The EMTs started their work without hesitation, and Kon’s eyes watered.

“I did it,” he said.

“Did you?” Lara asked. She hummed. “Your medicine is so primitive. I hope it’s effective.”

“Don’t start that right now,” Kon snapped.

Lara tilted her head. “I’m… not. I hope you can save your grandfather’s life.”

Kon stared at her, twenty-five and never growing older, a woman with so much potential who had lost everything save the opportunity to see her son. “You never moved on,” he said.

Lara smiled. “No. I must admit that I… find enough gratification in seeing my family,” she said. “And Jonathan Kent cared for my son when I could not. I will never have enough gratitude to the people who loved him as much as I do.”

Honestly, I wasn’t sure what I was trying to do with Lara at first. The longer I built up the “afterlife” in this world, the more I realized I didn’t have a good excuse for her to be there. After all, Bart and Kon weren’t staying dead when they moved on. They were coming back to life at the right time. I didn’t really want to answer any actual afterlife questions either, so I didn’t want to say Lara was coming back and forth just to visit Kon and help him.

Then I wrote this scene, and it hit me. Lara is watching over Clark. It’s interesting to build her character because she’s so often neglected for Jor-El. I wanted her to be a slightly awkward, clinical mind. And I really wanted to drive home her loss in comparison to the Kents. If Pa died, it would be sad, but he’s also not a young man. Anyway, this fic kind of works if you consider any Mr. Oz stories as a possibility because Jor-El isn’t even really mentioned. Lara is dead for sure. But Jor... Who knows?

Clark arrived just as the EMTs had loaded Pa into the back of the ambulance, an old flannel and jeans thrown on. “Ma, is Pa okay?”

In canon, he arrives as Superman, but he couldn’t do that here.

“They’re taking him to the hospital. But he’s— he’s—” Ma sobbed and dabbed at her eyes with her handkerchief. “Oh, I don’t even know how they knew to be here. Praise the Lord.”

The second EMT ushered them both into the back of the ambulance. “It’s funny that you say that,” she said. “I… I could have sworn I heard a boy yelling. ‘My grandpa had a heart attack. On the Kent farm. Please help!’ Something like that.”

Clark and Ma exchanged looks.

“Jon Samuel is—”

“In Metropolis, with Lois,” Clark said. “No, he’s not— He couldn’t have—”

The best/worst part of writing is trying to use as few words to say something as possible. Clark and Ma know something is up, but they don’t know how to address it. They know it’s not Jon. But also, how could it be anyone else? Especially considering the complicated familial relationships Kon has, it was fun to try to put together the right words.

Lara held out her hand for Kon. This time, he took it.

[stydiaeverafter]

We are the lucky ones

Fandom: 9-1-1: Lone Star

Pairing: TK Strand/Carlos Reyes

Tags: established relationship, domestic fluff, love, world travel, honeymoon, family, family fluff, conversations, married life, romance, kissing

Words: 2k | Rating: T | On ao3

Summary: TK and Carlos have been through many adventures since finding one another, but they’ll now start their biggest adventure yet, as husbands.

A/N: This fic is for @911lonestarweek Day 6 - Romance. So, of course, I had to write the lovely Tarlos. I hope you fall in love with these stories as much as I did. I had a wonderful time participating in this event! This is dedicated, as always, to my Junkyard Fam; couldn’t have done it without the support of you all! With love, J.

We are the lucky ones

When one thinks of true love, you think of the moment where you’re standing hand-in-hand with the one who knows you better than anyone else. Your past gets lost within a distance abyss and all that lies in the future is in front of you. That was what TK felt as he confidently and happily said the two words, “I do,” as he stared in the eyes of the man who knew him better than he knew himself.

“I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may kiss one another.”

As TK kissed Carlos, his now-husband, he felt as though it finally all made sense. Those fortune cookies had been right after all. The journey had been worth it.

***

“What are you thinking of, mi amor?”

TK looked over at the love of his life as Carlos drove the winding roads, “You. Our wedding.”

“Best day of my life.”

“Mine too, babe,” TK replied with a grin as he intertwined his fingers into his husband’s. Husband. What a word. The word itself made him happier beyond belief. Who would’ve thought after everything they had been through, it would have led them to this moment right here, right now? It was a miracle in itself. “So where to now?”

“The turn said to go right in a few more miles, but as you know driving on the other side of the road might take us a bit longer than that to actually get there.”

TK chuckled as he leaned over to kiss Carlos’ cheek, “You’re a natural, baby. Truly. Just like everything else you try.”

Carlos looked over at him with a sly smile, narrowing his eyes slightly as if questioning TK’s motives.

“It would actually be annoying if I didn’t love you so damn much.”

A burst of laughter left Carlos and he shook his head, his fingers playing with TK’s wedding band, “There’s the man I married.” The comfort between the two of them had reached a new level that even TK hadn’t been prepared for, yet welcomed happily. This was heaven. This moment with his husband.

They decided to explore Ireland for their honeymoon. Renting a car to see the sights at their own pace, was an absolute must.

The hills were lush green and not just green, but patched together like an emerald quilt, was every shade of green.

Sprinkled along the sides of certain roads, were abandoned castles that were left from long ago. Often they would stop to explore their surroundings, sharing a kiss or two under the ivy grown stone arches. They were so hauntingly beautiful. Stories of the past etched along the fallen walls; secrets kept well hidden. It was as if they had gone back in time to live within a fairytale.

The two of them finally made it to the small town of Cork and were attempting to find their inn for the night. It didn’t help that there were so many one way streets attempting to block their way. Seeing Carlos focus on driving with such determination was both admirable and hot as hell.

TK knew he needed to be staring at the sights for they were beautiful, but all he saw was the man he was lucky enough to spend the rest of his life with.

***

They had finally made it to a quiet yet charming haven for the night. Their room was small but cozy. It had a fireplace in the corner, and the window overlooked the small village.

Spending dinner together was something TK couldn’t wait to spend the rest of his life doing, especially because Carlos was such an amazing cook. But here they were reminiscing over candlelight and enjoying each other’s company. TK loved that he could open up and be himself with Carlos; never any restrictions to be himself. Even the parts that weren’t so pretty. There was never any judgment. That’s what he loved most about being with Carlos - he felt safe.

Being in Ireland, it was tradition to end the night at the local tavern. They didn't do this often, so they thought when in Ireland. The music was excellent and it was wonderful to see the people come alive in their element. Carlos even got him to do a little dancing jig. Carlos was a natural of course, which must’ve been all the line dancing back in Austin. As the night went on, they laughed as Carlos sipped on whiskey and Guinness. Carlos was getting all bashful, as he danced in his chair. 

"You're looking sexy tonight, sweetheart. Did I tell you that yet?"

TK laughed, placing a finger under Carlos' chin, "How drunk are you, husband?" 

"Drunk enough to want to have my way with you right now," Carlos smiled seductively with a wink. He kissed TK's cheek softly but lingered there. 

The thought of Carlos’ hands on his body made him tremble in anticipation and love. TK would never get used to the act of making love together. He looked at his husband and his heart started beating faster. The man was just so beautiful. They both shared that look. It was time to go. 

“Baby, I think it’s time I get you to our humble abode,” Carlos whispered in his ear softly with a smirk still left on his lips. He kissed the skin behind TK’s ear and TK’s whole body trembled in pleasure. More would soon follow.

“Yes, Officer.”

***

Making love to Carlos always felt new and different. Each time was so special in its own way. His husband knew just how to make him breathless each time. They spend hours together in those sheets, on the rug, and even a few times in the shower.

Carlos moved his body against TK’s in a way that made his eyes continue to roll back; their hands sliding together, then squeezing tightly...a thin layer of sweat covering the curves of their body. Their foreheads came together and they took each other in. Moans were the serenade of music for that night. Better than any Irish tune TK had ever heard.

During all the passionate kisses, touches, and moving embraces, there were always the words of “I love you,” repeatedly. As if those were the only words that truly mattered. They were always sealed with a kiss.

Afterward, they cuddled in front of the fireplace on a few blankets from the small bed. It was a log fire and TK had to admit the crackling of it added to the ambiance of this romantic evening. Then again, this was how every evening went with them.

TK truly couldn’t seem to get enough. He could kiss Carlos every second of every day of their lives together, and it still wouldn’t be enough.

But that hope of having each other for that long was enough.

He looked over at his now sleeping husband. So damn beautiful in every way. How could someone possibly be that beautiful? Reaching over, TK’s fingers softly grazed Carlos’ cheek. Carlos’ lips flickered into a smile as he slept. He could stare at him forever. That was how long he wanted to watch over this man. His man.

***

This was how the days that followed went about. Traveling the Emerald Isle, staying at quaint locations, eating delicious foods, and spending time in one another’s arms.

Today they were headed to the Cliffs of Moher, somewhere TK had always wanted to see. It was almost sunset when they arrived because they had to stop and take pictures whenever they saw something breathtaking, which was every couple of minutes in Ireland.

They walked hand-in-hand listening to the crashing waves of the ocean as it hugged the side of the cliffs. As they overlooked, TK was in awe. He’d never seen anything like this before. This type of natural beauty. It wasn’t something you’d ever see in NYC, even though the buildings were as tall as the cliffs.

“Pretty amazing, isn’t it?” Carlos said as he broke the silence of their thoughts. “I don’t think pictures could ever do this justice.” When TK didn’t reply, Carlos squeezed his hand, “Are you okay, mi amor?”

“I’m just…” How could he ever convey the feelings he was feeling right now? It wasn’t just the standing here overlooking something so magnificent that it took his breath away; it was the fact he was sitting here standing with the love of his life sharing this moment. It felt as if his life was just starting in many ways. He looked over at Carlos who wore a worried expression. “I’m just so lucky to be here with you right now. How in the world did I get so lucky to have a life like this?”

Carlos smiled gently, the lines creasing his beautiful soft cheeks, “I believe it was fate. We were meant to find each other in this chapter of our lives.”

“It was certainly worth the wait.”

Carlos replied by kissing TK’s hand, “That it was sweetheart, that it was.”

“I’ll remember this moment forever.”

Their lips came together to share a sweet kiss. Slowly and first, then growing deeper. They pulled away and chuckled softly.

“I will, too,” Carlos said as he rubbed TK’s arms gently. “We can tell our kids about it one day, hell, we can bring them back to this same spot even.”

TK smiled at the thought, “Kids huh? You’d be an amazing father, babe.”

“I would hope so! You would be, too. Warms my heart even thinking about it.”

“I owe that to my dad. I was fortunate to be raised by such a good man. So loving and accepting of who I am. I want to be just like him.” TK smiled at the thoughts of his father, so relieved he was getting healthier every single day. “He’ll make a wonderful grandpa one day… he’s only talked about it for years now. He keeps saying ‘I’m not getting any younger here.’”

“Yeah, especially if he starts finding white hairs on that head of his! We’ll really have to hurry and start a family then,” Carlos laughed shaking his head and TK nodded with the following smirk. “But truly, he’s one of the good ones for sure. I’ve always admired your father so deeply. I’ve said it before, but I wish I had had that growing up.” He sighed deep and low, “But luckily, my mom was my rock.”

“Your mom is pretty much the most amazing person, especially her cooking. Yes, you can call her and tell her I said so. Which of course you know that I’m grateful for, my stomach, too,” He squeezed Carlos’ hand again as his husband smiled. TK got serious again for a moment as he looked towards the sunset, “I’ve learned over the years, that all you really need is one person to make you feel truly loved.”

“Amen to that.”

They were quiet for a while listening to the waves as they moved back-and-forth.

As they sat there in that quietly beautiful peace, TK couldn’t stop imagining Carlos reading to their child, teaching him or her how to cook as they danced around the kitchen, how to play ball, and even learn an instrument. This vision truthfully had been there all along, hadn’t it?

Finally, TK broke the silence and took that leap of faith, “So… speaking of a family, what if we start ours soon?”

Carlos’ head whipped over to look at TK, his chocolate brown eyes widening ever so slightly as if caught by surprise, “Already? But I thought you wanted to wait. We did just get married after all.”

“You’re my family, and I cannot think of anything I’d rather do then extend this little family of ours. I don’t want to waste a day of this. Plus, after all that talk of you being a father, well, the thought is sexier than hell.” He chuckled but in reality, he was serious. He wanted this with Carlos more than anything, and he didn’t want to wait… not anymore. They had already dated for three years. They had traveled, explored, and more. Also, in both of their line of work, the dangerous field it was, tomorrow was never promised. Nothing was ever certain. So why wait for something that could never be? He was ready. Becoming a father would help him grow in ways Carlos had helped him.

Carlos kissed TK softly, “Mi amor, there’s nothing I want more than to start a family with you. It’s what I’ve always wanted since the moment I knew I loved you.”

The vow to their future and the commitment it came with was made. Their lips came together once more and they hugged each other in a way that made you feel a sense of comfort from your head to your toes. Carlos was always the best at hugs. He had said once that his mama had always told him that you hug with everything you have, everything you are. Let the person feel your soul. Well at this moment, TK never wanted to let go.

Before life changed too quickly though, they both sat there watching the sky turn brilliant colors of cotton candy pink and orange fire. They set TK’s phone up to take a photo and after looking at it, Carlos was right, the picture didn’t do the moment justice.

But as they walked away, TK realized that life was like a snapshot of moments captured over time. Moments that sometimes would fade from your mind, but imprint onto your heart forever.

He was looking forward to creating a life full of snapshots.

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The Captains of the Soul Society (Bleach)

1. Yamamoto

Grandpa who looks half dead until Bam! Time to spank the other captains and show them who's in charge transforming into ripped grandpa that's gonna steal your girl.

2. Soi Fon

She seems angry and moody also secretly having a crush on Yoruichi's cat form.

3. Gin Ichimaru

Alright so he's cute but in a weird way and seems so asexual until he tells Rangiku (who's officially my fave girl and drinking partner) he wishes he could be captured by her longer and then becomes a total freak in the sheets...instantly.

4. Retsu Unohana

Who ever braids their hair like that?! Wtf...also her bankai is weird as fuck. I kinda feel she and Kenpachi have a dom/sub relationship btw🤣🤣🤣

5. Sosuke Aizen

So he's the hot teacher that you want to fuck and you know he wants to fuck you too but you can't well yeah. Anyway, he is just perfection like I was mourning with Momo...like why one of the hotties got to die so soon!

***one eternity later***

Omg he's alive, who fucking cares about Rukia dying...omg the hottie is alive and the mastermind! YASSS GAWD😍😍😍

6. Byakuya Kuchiki

He's the guy who's hot and a widower, you kinda want to hate him but you can't because I love how Rukia calls him big brother and is so in awe that I started calling him 'ni-sama' too.

7. Sajin Komamura

I wondered why he wore the basket but when he revealed himself I thought he was pretty cool overall and he's got a pet dog...I love this guy.

8. Shunsui Kyoraku

I got the Spanish flu just looking at him, he likes women, drinking and fashion...there's always that one guy in the anime and its him.

9. Kaname Tousen

I thought this character was well thought as a concept but wasn't given much justice as he seems amazing. I didnt expect his exit with Aizen at all.

10. Toshirou Hitsugaya

He has my favorite bankai and I love that he cares for Rangiku and Momo. His zanpakuto is the hottest guy ever!

11. Kenpachi 'Zaddy' Zaraki

I mean....the hair...the eye patch...the body...how can any woman not want to have his babies. I'm glad they made him look manly and the English voice for him was perfect. Can you imagine this guy drunk?

12. Mayuri Kurotsuchi

Without the makeup...he is a total babe with the blue hair but otherwise, he's kinda creepy as fuck.

13. Juushiro Ukitake

He's the quiet but cute teacher who is super caring and all the girls and guys adore him....and I mean...he has THE HAIR! I want to be a sexy nurse just so I can take care of him *wink wink*

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[Where My Twin Watches]: Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood Episode 31

Last time: Roy gave Riza his number, war was hell, and there could only be one Doc. Onwards!

Envy is not happy to change jobs from Doc Marcoh’s waiter to Scar’s maid, cleaning up his latest mess of brain matter. And so much for the guard dog. Or dogs? There’s an empty collar… Riza’s seeing Ed out after tea, when Ed worries about her new job as a hostage she waves it off as a better chance to kill him in his sleep. That’s one way to look at it, I suppose. One message to pass on about Scar being back, and thanks for talking about Ishval, and Ed’s off. Quick, go save your brother from his new admirer! Episode 31 - “The 520 Cens Promise“ Cens? Is that like an Amestris version of a penny, or what? Ed catches up with Al at a clock-fountain, you can tell how much hearing about Ishval got to him when he calls himself “practically a kid”. And it definitely casts a light on Roy’s drive to become the Fuhrer, if it’s really just setting himself up for Mob Justice. Speaking of the future, they talk about their plans after they regain their bodies. Food for Al, of course, he should still be carrying around that “Stuff to Eat” book. Ed claims that he’s been so busy just trying to get his limbs back he hasn’t thought about what comes next. Maybe some courtesy calls NO NO NO NO Leto-damn it, boys! “Let Granny and Teacher know we’re all right”? “They’ve both helped us out so much”? “They’ll be smiling when they see us”?!?! Stop it, you’re signing their death warrants! Oh my Leto stop with the optimism, you are painting great big targets on yourselves for the Irony Gods. Moving on, moving on! Ed talks about his plan to get around Uncle’s Anti-Alchemy Field with Alkahestry, I’m a little concerned about that seeing as Uncle changed his method to counter Scar’s mixed style, but it’s still a starting point. Time to get lessons from a little girl! A little girl who has skipped town, apparently! Doc says she left his house/hospital that morning. Wow, I get that you’re upset Ed, but there’s no need to just hang up on the Doc like that. And people wonder why he’s snippy all the time. Now, how to track down the little princess? It’s not like she has a unique identifier like a foreign animal companion OH WAIT Elsewhere in Central, Havoc gets visited by Breda and a gift of dumbbells, a farewell gift before he gets shipped off to the West. Fuery and Falman catch up as well as the latter goes to drop off a chess board, Falman griping about the cold of the north. I feel ya buddy. Up in Roy’s office Riza stops by as well, to get a few things she forgot but also to tell him about Scar being back and tell him to take care of himself. Then it’s just Roy, on his own in a big empty room. No pawn (what, just because Fuery’s short he gets the pawn?), no bishop (always serious Falman), no rook (stocky Breda), no knight (poor Havoc), and no queen (CAN’T STOP THE SHIP). But don’t count out the wannabe-king just yet! He’s still in play. And so is the Conspiracy, hidden message in the king! Go Falman!

Hey, Ed? You might wanna work on your drawing skills, or at least don’t inflict your own Angry Gremlin art style on a poor panda. At least Al’s there to show people what it actually looks like, but the day goes by and they haven’t gotten anything. Suddenly the Colonel drives by and offers them a ride, as well as any leads on May he finds. Anyways, about that- Leto, watch where you’re driving man! Anyways, about that money that Ed borrowed to panic-call Winry? [Ed]: “You remembered?! C’mon, how much did I borrow, 500 cens?” [Irate!Roy]: “It was 520 cens!” Titledrop! Ha, nice. “I’ll pay you back when you become Fuhrer.” Now he has even more reason to wait why is the music menacing? Seriously, Roy? You’re asking how Ed learned of your ambition to become Fuhrer? It’s not like you’ve kept it a secret. A bit of snarking about paying back pocket change after each time Roy improves the country, seriously though the music is making what I would normally be chuckling at depressing as heck. Stop it. Alright, back to their ro- Person in the room, look out! Wait, who. Oh jeez, it’s Ling’s other bodyguard, uh… *rifles through past posts*. Fu, right! Last we saw he was escorting Ross to Xing. Yeah, so while you were gone a couple of things happened… Really, Roy? One day without your Conspiracy, and you go drinking. I am- [Roy]: “Hey.” [Bar full of ladies]: *turns* [Who dis?]: “It’s Roy! Well I’ll be damned. Long time!” What. Who are you and why are you hugging Roy. What is going on. Riza, Riza I need you to get over here now. Uh anyway, we have a new character in the owner of this ‘establishment’, Madame Christmas. *Sigh* Come on Roy, I know that you and Riza aren’t official, but you just called her your queen! Show some- Oh. OH! The epic plotting music has started up, Roy’s passed a note to the Madame asking for something special. Secret informant group, go! One that has a direct line to General Grumman, no less!

Mid-episode pictures of Roy scowling at his King, and That Ass Kimblee strutting around in his white suit from the intro. Uh oh. Fu is not happy with the bodyguard he left to watch his liege. Lost her arm, Ling got Goth’d, and now moping in a dingy basement. Look dude, with all the foes WHOA nope! No hitting the lady! I get that you’re upset, but she did the best she could! Then it finally sinks in that Lan Fan lost her arm. Wait, what? [Lan Fan]: “Please forgive me, Grandfather.” He’s your grandpa? I thought it was just a teacher/student job, but they’re family? Ouch. Still very upset with you for hitting your granddaughter, dude, not letting you off the hook. But yikes, this has got to cut deep. You leave for half a season, and come back to this. Alright, time for a roadtrip! Lan Fan needs to meet up with Winry in Rush Valley to get her new arm. Or not? Come on gramps, this it not the time for foolish national pride, you can’t just- Oh. Ok yeah, the Goths have seen Lan Fan’s face now and have already threatened harm to Winry unless Ed toes the line. If she patches up one of their foes? It sucks, but they have to find another way. Fu thanks Doc for saving Lan Fan’s life, and I’m sorry this is a touching scene and all but I can’t get over the magically floating cigarette whenever Doc talks. Sweet scene of him blustering and trying to act grumpy and all, but really. That cigarette. Later, ninjas. Gather your strength, save your young lord, and give that old fart back in Xing immortality (again, ruining any chance of Ling advancing, but whatever). Greed? You just take care of Ling’s body until we can kick you out. The Doc’s resting on his couch, now that he can actually use it, thinking about… um. Thinking about a basement operating table with corpses strewn around the room. Um. Whatever THAT was, it’s compared to May and Lan Fan thanking him for his treatment, which he scoffs at. Yikes. His grumpy attitude and self-dismissal make a lot more sense now. Knock at the door, Doc goes to answer- “Uh, g-good evening Dad. Good to see you.” “It’s been awhile, how are you?” This is his family? His ex and son who were in the area and decided to stop by? And for the son to say he plans to become a doctor? To the tune of tinkly music? Yeah, no. I call bullshit. This is some Goth nonsense right here, I’d say a trick of Envy except there are two people so I don’t know how. But no way this is happening, especially after the giant middle finger to the Irony Gods earlier in the episode. Bracing for awfulness! Dude is crying as he gets some cups for coffee, asking God for a break. Just asking to enjoy some time with his family.

Next day in Central, looks like a cell with OH FOR LETO’S SAKE NO. How does Kimblee have that Stone? Wow, really officers? You gave this Blood Knight the most powerful MacGuffin in your setting, and after he did your dirty work you expected him to just hand it over and file a report on the power he once wielded? How have you survived this long? So it seems Kimblee got arrested for their murders, but no one else knew he swallowed the stone so he’s had it since. But if that’s true, why the heck has he just been sitting around in a cell all these years, not even escaping when Mr. Freeze tried to recruit him? He’s being released? Wrath, what are you up to? I can only assume that you knew he at least had a Stone because the Goths spearheaded the whole process, so why keep Kimblee locked up all this time only to release him now? How does this help you? Could be a distraction for the Protagonists, I suppose. Oh! I see it now, it’s for Scar! Throw the murderer of his people and family at him so he stays away from you. Kimblee’s walked out by a grumpy Warden who might as well be talking about his retirement party in three days. Death flags everywhere for this fool. Kimblee’s outside at an open gate, turns around to shake the man’s hand- and Transmute a bomb to his wrist. Leto, that’s- a baby chick? Wow, ok. Strapping a fake bomb to the man, just to see his freakout? You’re an ass. So now that the jerk’s free, he gets waved into a car by a MP who yup is Envy in disguise, here to give Kimblee a job. Marcoh’s gone. Or maybe not? Oh yeah, that missing guard chimera. If Marcoh could transmute living tissue to make a fake body, ala the Ross Deception, then he could have escaped with Scar. So the job’s to kill Scar and retrieve Marcoh, and then wipe a- A town?! Holy Leto, they’re gonna target Resembool! Scar, kill this ass! Ugh, and then in addition to his hidden Stone Kimblee gets a fresh one from Father, made from the assistants of Marcoh that first time. Makes sense in a jerk way, I guess. If you have to kill off the witnesses, why not grab those souls they aren’t using any more? Scar and Marcoh are hiding out in an alley, Scar explaining that Marcoh’s more useful alive to provide info on Kimblee and info about his brother’s research. Right, there’s that whole thing about Amestris’ alchemy being strange, and not just in that it’s different from alkahestry. Oh, and May’s caught up! She’s curious about their new companion, Scar’s quick to shut that idea down. He’s just the guy who made the Philosopher’s Stones-

Bleh. May hears “immortality” and jumps on it, she’s tugging on Marcoh’s sleeve and begging him to teach her how to make a Stone. Little one, stop. You have no idea what the true cost of a Philosopher’s Stone is. You can’t- Ah. I can see Scar’s logic here: better to remove the temptation now. I guess Marcoh is… still alive after that HoD? Oh yeah, the doctor is kinda recognizable, needs a new face. But wow dude, dick move to just grab him without any warning. Now, time to go and get his brother’s notes… In the north. Looks like everyone’s going to Drachma! Time to break out the winter outfits!