#kate: i'm on PAINKILLERS?!?!?

[sergeant-angels-trashcan]

Okay friendo no more holding back ghost x Kate x price are very similar to bucky x Kate x Steve in my head in the way that Kate falls for them separately in very different ways. One of them is broody and deadly efficient and thinks he shouldn't be loved for all the damage he's done, prefers a mask to separate him and thinks the best thing he can do for the people he loves is to push them away. The other an authority figure with the weight of the squad and the world on his shoulders, a good man who makes mistakes and pushes himself and everyone around him past their limits in the name of good to the people of the world. Thoughts, questions, concerns? (In every and all scenario Kate realizes she likes people by going 'oh no they're HOT' and then jumps out a window to escape the situation)

SCREAMING SCREAMING SCREAMING I should NOT have checked my asks on the way to the time clock rip me. if up til this point you've holding back i am SO EXCITED for unhingedness to run free

the thing is. i don't think she would be surprised she's into Ghost. because that makes sense, he's this giant wall of a sniper, that's not a stretch. and she's always willing to give people a chance. she's also capable of laying him flat on his ass. So there's a level of safety he feels around her?

I think she'd be more self-aware of her feelings about Ghost. I also think he takes his shirt off and Kate is like FUCK he's HOT but she can deal with that she's fine but then he takes the mask off at some point and it's a double whammy of trust and oh NO he's BEAUTIFUL. And she CAN'T climb out a window after that because he'll think it's his face! And it is his face that's scaring her away but not for the reasons he would think!! She wants to escape her feelings so bad and she can't!!!!

She splits the difference by climbing on his shoulders, playing with his hair, and kissing the top of his head while he tries to make them tea. (is she basically petting him and calling him pretty boy? i mean. yeah.)

Price, however.

Kate would look at Price and go "I admire his leadership! I appreciate how he treats his team and goes to bat for them, etc! maybe it's not quite admiration. it feels a little different than normal!" because it's horny. that's the difference.

look. okay. here's the thing. i do not think she has dated people who allow her to realize she is a switch with a competence kink. and a little bit of an authority kink. price is one of like...three people i could see her getting a little subby for. And it wouldn't start out sexual, it would be in regular life. maybe it happens after some off-planet young avengers bullshit where someone tried to assassinate teddy and kate is just frazzled and on edge and her sleep is all fucked up.

Things get to be Too Much and he asks for 10 minutes where she doesn't decide anything, she just does what he tells her to. And it's such a display of trust!!! Price is fucking floored when she actually agrees to it. it's simple stuff, like sit on the couch and drink this bottle of water. Split this candy bar with Gaz. Take off your shoes. Close your eyes, take five deep breaths.

(yes i'm writing it)

all this to say, i think her attraction to price would completely blindside her. to the point where someone else has to point it out to her. Maybe not even seriously, maybe Soap or Gaz or Clint or Billy or Loki are like lol haha sure been staring at Price a lot! you got the hots for PRICE?!?! ha ha jk!! and Kate realizes she DOES. The next time they look over at her they see her vanishing through a window. or climbing in the ceiling.

I don't think she would know how to handle being into Price! She's awkward but not her normal brand of awkward. She's running into shit and not paying attention and pointedly not looking at Price, to the point where he's trying to figure out what he did to make her uncomfortable (did she realize he's attracted to her? FUCK.) And he either. Asks her to come to his office so he can figure out what's going on, or they get locked in a closet together by Ghost.

If he calls a meeting with her, it's so funny because they are both thinking the same thing (hot desk sex) and trying so sososo hard to NOT think about that so then they think about going down on the other in that nice desk chair which SHIT is also not helpful! Fuck! if you asked either of them what they discussed they could NOT tell you

Basically, Ghost is the only one with any damn clue here. He would introduce the idea of it slowly to Kate. Starts talking about Price when they're having sex. Encourages her to return a text while he's eating her out. Takes calls with Price while they're having sex. Slowly building up to Kate letting Ghost take pictures of her/them while or immediately after fucking. Eventually they do a video call. Price is going to break something. Ghost is like fucking FINALLY, he KNOWS they will be good for each other. And honestly two of the best people he knows that he trusts with his life being vulnerable around him? Praising him? Telling him he's good? He's not a fucking saint! Of course he has ulterior motives!! (Kate: your ulterior motives are wanting to be called a good boy? That's the least greedy least sinister thing I've ever heard. Stop thinking you're a bad person for doing this)

I ALSO don't think Kate can handle seeing Price clean shaven or even with his beard trimmed. Like yes he's attractive with his full on Price beard but he turns into a smokeshow the moment he starts to tighten it up. She has no behavior around him. She hates doing the obstacle course and her fastest least bitchy time was when Price was told to trim his beard by a higher up. Kate saw him and immediately went OH FUCK and BOLTS. also thinking about them having to go to ground together and of COURSE he has to shave, the beard is too memorable and they're trying to not be found, so kate offers to shave him! BECAUSE I AM A SLUT FOR THIS. she's sitting on a bathroom counter, shaving him with a straight razor, and price is so caught up in Being Pampered that it takes him a minute to ask kate WHY she has a straight razor???? and she's like oh! :) well obviously it's a weapon. haven't you seen sweeney todd? now, i've never killed anyone with a straight razor. i have stabbed some people. not with this one, don't worry! and price says "i don't think i want you this close to my neck anymore (he's fine. mark him down as scared and horny, that's all)

The thing is Kate's friends and teammates will see a picture of the task force to see her boyfriends and they'll be like "ok!! I can see it" and then Ghost and fucking Price walk in and they're like what the FUCK, why is it the TERRIFYING ones??? We thought it was going to be the cute ones!!! And then of course Kate is like the FUCK you say, are you saying my boyfriends aren't cute?? Ghost is SO RED under the balaclava. Price laughs until he has to stop Kate from lunging.

please say more to me about them, i am insane over them

[thegamingcatmom]

What to expect when your hooman got toothache... (The Sisters)

Okay but MC noticing her tooth is aching. Af. Like, it's throbbing, yall. The poor thing.

Cut to Carmen and Tanya taking their charge to the dentist (any attempts to get the job done themselves were immediately turned down by MC because thanks, but no fucking thanks). So, the tooth is taken care of-

The dentist, during the whole procedure:

(Cause two sets of piercing eyes are observing proceedings very closely indeed.)

-and all is (somewhat) well again.

Cut to the Denali home where our two mother hens are escorting a rather delirious MC inside. Girl is still high on those painkillers, and very...talkative.

To the utmost amusement of everyone else.

(Even Irina cracks a smile. Almost non-existent, but it's there.)

MC: "Heyyyy, guysss. Guess whattt-"

Kate, who has been waiting for this exact moment all day: "Whattt?"

MC: "The baddest bitches are BACK-"

Carmen & Tanya: *fond eye-rolling*

MC: "And I'M here too!"

Carmen & Tanya: *scandalized spluttering at the realization*

Kate: *loses her shit*

Irina: *doing her best to hide her smirk*

Eleazar: *torn between amusement and fascination*

MC: "Oh hey, wait a-HEY!"

MC: *stabs her finger accusingly into Kate's chest*

MC: *only to cry out in pain cause fuck, them boobs are solid-*

Carmen & Tanya: "Katrina!"

Kate: "...Are you-"

MC: *tries to shush her by slamming her hand into her face instead-*

Kate: *stops her by catching her wrist...most tenderly* (girl's learned from her mistakes and that's beautiful)

MC: "Where was...oh, right-HEY!"

Kate, snorting: "Sup."

MC: "Aren't you ashamed?"

All Denalis except Kate: *thinking about all the times Kate did smt stupid and should indeed be ashamed of herself*

Kate: *thinking about all the times she did smt her family considers stupid and couldn't be more proud of herself*

Kate: "Gotta be more specific than that, snowflake."

MC, without missing a beat: "It's a CRIME."

Carmen, trying to calm her baby: "What is, mi amor?"

MC: *slinks even closer to Kate*

Kate: *no idea where this is going but is ALL for it*

Tanya: *starts seething cause that's a bit too close for her liking-*

MC: *has come to stand very close indeed, noses almost touching*

Tanya: *much too close-*

Carmen: *holds Tanya back by her sweater*

MC, eyes narrowed: "The crime?"

Kate, grinning: "I´m all ears."

MC: "The crime...criiiime..."

Kate: *lifts an eyebrow*

Tanya & Carmen: *slightly concerned*

Eleazar, in awe of the delirious human: "Fascinating..."

Irina, already back to reading her book: "How charming..."

Tanya, still concerned: "Doll...are you al-"

MC: "WAIT-"

MC: *whips around and right into Tanya, who catches her effortlessly ofc*

MC: "Where did you come from?!"

Tanya: "...I-"

MC: "...Oh, wooow-"

MC: *proceeds to trace Tanya´s face with her pointer finger*

Tanya: "..."

MC: "Smooth..."

Tanya: "...🫠"

Kate, not at all amused the attention is no longer on her: "...About that crime-"

MC: *whips back around and right into Kate, who catches her with great pleasure*

MC: "You should be ashamed-"

Kate, starting to get impatient: "Yeah, yeah...I got that. Can we fast forward?"

Tanya, not at all liking how empty her arms are all of a sudden: "Katrina-"

MC, bulldozes right over her: "You should be ashamed for being so...so-"

All Denalis, except Irina: 👀

...Irina, but way less obvious: 👀

Kate: "So...?"

MC: 😠...😐...🥴

Carmen: "Oh dear..."

MC: "So...sssinfully handsome."

Tanya: *indignant spluttering*

Eleazar: "...Fascinating."

Kate: *smiling like the cat that got the cream*

Irina: *very obvious retching sound*

Kate: "...Oh?"

MC: *smiling like a doofus as she leans heavily into Kate*

MC: "Mhmm...truly a crime. You´re a crime."

Kate, all too happy to play along: "Is that so? Hmm...perhaps it´s best you arrest me then, Ma'am..."

MC: "Hmm, perhaps I should. Perhaps I will...bad girl...veeery bad..."

Kate, leaning even closer, eyes darting down: "The worst-"

Tanya: *about to explode-*

Carmen, finally deciding to do something before all hell breaks loose: "Alright, enough you two."

Carmen: *proceeds to carefully pry MC out of Kate´s arms*

Kate: *starts to protest-*

Carmen: *The Look*

Kate: *...wisely shuts her mouth again*

Carmen, cooing as her attention shifts to MC: "Come now, love. Let´s get you upstairs."

MC: *complies without putting up a fight cause she´s about to fall asleep right then and there*

Carmen: *notices and cuts things short by lifting her like one would a toddler (hand cradling the back of her head and all) before making her way upstars*

...Not before throwing the two menaces one last look though.

The Look: 'Behave.'

The room falls silent then.

...

For all of two seconds, before-

Sigh.

Carmen will not be pleased.

...Especially when she learns that one of her antique vases has met an untimely demise.

Again.

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Kate seems to have my heart atm. 👉👈

[crushedsweets]

im literally dying (i have covid again) which has inspired me to ask:: which creeps do u think r the most dramatic when they r ill

- 🌙

omg. . OK. I GOT THIS. also pls feel better n take care of urself. most- BEN (ghost virus or some shit idk) Jeff Dina/Judge angels Nina Brian Sally Liu Jack Jane Lulu Ann Sadie Kate Natalie Tim Toby -least short explanations under the cut. ill organize it by overreaction, normal reaction, and underreaction.

overreacts: BEN, Jeff, Dina, Nina. i'm just gonna say ben can get computer viruses that just create nausea and feelings of fatigue, but he'd be so annoying about it. "ohhh...the ache, you wouldn't get it..this is worse for ghosts... no other ghost gets sick, but im different, and it hurtsss..ohhhh..... ahhhggh..." Jeff's also dramatic but more like he's lazy and will tell people to do things for him bc "im sick" and then cough and sneeze hella fucking loud to prove it. dina and nina are similar to jeff, they're both whining and laying in bed asking people to get stuff, but they're not gonna be begging or demanding.. mostly. reacts normally: Brian, Sally, Liu, Jack, Jane, Lulu, Ann idk how to describe this. they literally just rest, take their medicine, etc. brian would probably bitch about it more, sally would refuse medicine(when she was alive), but i wouldn't say any are that dramatic. underreacts: Sadie, Kate, Toby, Natalie, Tim Sadie(when she was alive) and Kate just have zero care for themselves. Sadie will take a painkiller and move on, and Kate would like. rest in the mines on a dirty mattress toby dragged over. drink some water, but cope otherwise. natalie got sick all the fucking time as a kid, all the time cuz her home was filthy and she was always eating fuckin dirt, but now her immune system is really strong so she doesnt feel too sick all the time. she was raised to 'man up' about it. same with tim, thinks he shouldnt 'act like a pussy' even if its awful pain. he'll cough a lung out and then b like "ok work time" LOL . Toby doesn't usually realize when he's sick, cuz he can't feel the fevers or stomach/headaches, but if he does notice..he still doesnt care. he'll like, go to sleep in boxers+shirtless to avoid overheating since he can't sweat either, but he doesnt really do much otherwise

[unreliablesnake]

Yearning (John Price x reader)

Summary: You go against Price’s orders and get hurt. The captain has a hard time deciding if he’s angry or worried about you.

Note: A short something. Fluff. / If you want to know when I post new stuff, follow @unreliablesnakefics and hit the get notifications button. I don't have a taglist.

Warnings: afab!reader

John was mad. He gave you clear orders to stay on the base, but no, you had to disappear in the middle of the night. Now he was standing in front of his desk, staring down at the laptop's camera with a look that could possibly kill.

"Keep your little protégé on a leash, Kate," he told his friend. Because Kate was a friend, one of the handful of people he trusted with his life. But this troublemaker she had sent to join their team for a while was too much to handle.

The woman let out a sigh and leaned back in her chair. "She's authorized to act on her own, just like Alex."

Putting his palms on the desk, he leaned close to the camera. "She's reckless, hot-headed, and doesn't respect the rules," he listed. "She's gonna get herself in trouble."

"Look, you said it yourself, she went somewhere with Alex. Who, and you need to think about that, also went against your orders. But anyway, wherever they are, they are together and I trust them. I advise you to do the same," Kate suggested.

"And if she gets hurt?"

"She did get hurt," a man said behind him.

He turned around and found Alex standing in the door, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his jeans. "You're back? Where is she?" he asked.

Alex hesitated when he realized the captain was truly angry this time, losing his temper over the two of them leaving without his permission. "In the infirmary," he told him with a sigh. "A bullet grazed her side, but it's nothing serious."

"I'll go see her," Price said before turning back to the laptop. "Talk to you later, Kate."

"Don't be too hard on her, please," she tried.

"We'll just talk," he said with a huff.

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about."

John shook his head then walked past Alex to get out of the room. His heart was racing, mind full of worst case scenarios. The bullet grazed your side, that usually wasn't a big deal. But what if it was? What if you had some other injury your partner in crime didn't know about?

Even though he was mad at you, he couldn’t help but be worried as well. It had been like that for a long time, him having a hard time making up his mind whether he was angry or worried. You had this strange, mind altering effect on him which slowly drove him crazy. He didn’t want you to get hurt, but it seemed like you were attracting trouble.

Once he stepped inside the infirmary, John took a deep breath to calm his nerves. He asked a nurse where you were, and the very moment you entered that examination room, you held up a hand and stopped him before he could say anything.

"Don't say a word. I know I went against your order again and I’m sorry,” you told him with an awkward smile.

He nodded as he pointed at the bandage that was just under your sports bra. "Does it hurt?"

"I'll live. The painkillers will help."

"I was worried," he admitted after some silence.

You raised an eyebrow at him, finding it strange that he sounded so nice and truly worried. "I thought you were mad at me," you pointed out, your head tilted to the side as you watched him.

"I can be both." He laughed a little then pulled a chair closer to sit down in front of you, positioning himself almost between your legs. "Kate warned you?"

"No, it was Alex."

John smiled up at you, having a hard time fighting the urge to put his hands on your knees. "You two really are thick as thieves, huh?" he asked jokingly.

Shrugging, you returned his smile. "I guess we are."

"What the hell were you thinking? I told you to stay on the base."

"I'm sorry."

"Did you at least find what you were looking for?"

"Yes,” you replied with a nod.

"At least you didn't get shot for nothing."

"I'll hand in my report–"

"Alex will do it, you can hand it in when you’re ready. You need to rest."

"I'm fine."

With his eyes fixed on you, John reached out to poke your injured side with his finger, causing you to flinch and whine from the pain you felt despite the meds they had given you. "You don't look fine to me,” he said.

With a sigh, you raised a hand and gave him the best puppy eyes you could pull in this situation. “That was mean.”

John knew you were right. Right now you were just a whiny brat, a kid who did whatever it took to cross every single line there was. But in the back of his mind he still saw the real you, that kind and passionate woman who always looked after her teammates, the one who always visited and entertained them in the infirmary if they ended up there.

Maybe he was playing favorites with you, overlooking your behavior only because he liked you, maybe a little more than a captain should like a member of his team. He wasn’t blind, and he was certainly one of those men who craved intimate relationships, even if they were only temporary.

But what if things between the two of you wouldn’t be temporary? What if it was something that could last, something that could shape your futures? He wanted to know what it would be like to be with you. Whenever he thought about it, whenever he imagined you being his romantic partner, he always ended up thinking you would be a great match.

“What are you thinking about?” you suddenly asked, your voice soft and kind as you spoke to him.

John let out a weak laugh, resting his hands on the bed on your sides while he rolled the chair a little closer. “I’d rather not tell,” he replied, though this didn’t seem to be enough for you. Seeing the expectant look on your face, he let out a sigh, then inched one hand closer and closer to your thigh. “Things I really shouldn’t be thinking about. I could bring an internal investigation on myself if I made a move.”

An understanding gleam passed your beautiful eyes as you watched him, your hand moving to find his. “I wouldn’t tell.”

“I’m glad, sweetheart, but that’s something I won’t do, no matter how badly I want it,” he explained, earning a sad look from you. “I should go. Get some rest, we’ll need you back on your feet as soon as we can.”

He wished he could stay. He wished he could just sit there and hold your hand, giving you kisses every now and then just to make sure you’re okay and breathing despite the injury not being as serious as he had feared. But he couldn’t do it, and he made sure to tell you the real reason, hoping you would understand.

[bunysliper]

what do you think would have happened if castle had gotten stuck in the AU?

Hi Anon! I hope you're still out there and that this was meant as a prompt (not that I'm not ashamed of how long it took to answer it if it was) and not just a question/discussion starter. Basically, I kind of wrote what I think the answer would be, so I hope you like this!

Hope Yet

He's ashamed of the disappointment that floods his belly when he wakes in a hospital to a dark-haired version of his daughter. It's not that he's unhappy to see Alexis – any version of her – but he'd hoped that he might wake right where he left, on a dingy floor dodging gunfire with Kate a little bit peeved at him for touching something he shouldn't have. Instead, he's… still here. Still in this world where he has miles to go to repair a relationship with his little girl, his mother still has almost complete control over his house because he'd been a schmuck with his money, and Kate – Kate is apathetic about him at best; miles and miles from loving him.

He'd been so sure he would be going home.

"Hi Daddy," Alexis breathes, stroking his hair off his forehead. "I was so worried."

Rick Castle hopes the grimace can be written off as pain from his injuries. "Hi, 'lexis. Sorry, 'bout that."

He licks his lips, looking around the room for anything that he might be able to drink to get the rough cardboard taste out of his mouth.

Alexis comes through for him once again, holding a small cup with a straw to his lips. "Slow sips. You were intubated and your throat might be sore."

He tries not to gulp it down, savoring the water for a moment before Alexis takes the cup away.

"Do you remember what happened?" she asks, leaning on her elbow beside him. He opens his mouth, but she continues first, "Dad, you were shot. What were you even doing that you would get shot?"

He exhales, feeling the tug of new wounds on his chest. "I was-"

"He was protecting me."

Alexis jolts upright, turning to the door.

Rick would be lying if he said he didn't jump a little as well. If his heart didn't speed up at her voice, husky with emotion and a lack of sleep. He doesn't know this her, but he knows her. At the heart of her, he knows Kate Beckett.

"Would do it all over again," he says, hoping to catch her eyes.

She avoids his gaze, looking at Alexis instead, but he sees her fingers twitch before she clenches her fists and releases them. He knows that move, recognizes it as her taking a moment to ground herself before she gives someone bad news.

"I am so sorry, Ms. Castle. I'm Captain Beckett, with the NYPD. Your father got involved in a case my detectives were working and he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He made a call to do something incredibly stupid, but very brave, to save my life."

She turns to him, her eyes bloodshot and tired, but flinty and determined all the same. "I can assure you that he won't be put in that position again. Ever."

Castle swallows hard, wishing he could reach for her as well as the water Alexis had given him a few minutes ago. He gets neither, though, because Beckett takes a step back.

"I'm not staying," Beckett adds, licking her lips. "I just wanted to make sure you were all right, Mr. Castle."

"Rick," he rasps. "Or Castle, if you want. Whatever you want, Beckett."

At his bedside, Alexis rolls her eyes. "Please forgive him, Captain Beckett. He's-"

Kate waves her off. "It's okay. I understand. The painkillers do strange things to everyone."

Still, she offers him a look he should be able to read, given how well he knows her counterpart. It's part-quizzical, part-amused, at least enough to cause her lips to lift at the corners.

"Stay out of trouble from here on out, Mr. Castle. Please?"

 He nods quickly, even as he croaks an impish, "No promises."

Beside him, Alexis rolls her eyes. "I'll keep him in line, Captain. Don't worry."

This time, Beckett does crack a small smile. "I'm sure you will, Ms. Castle. I'm sure you will." She licks her lips, lowering her chin. "I'll leave you to rest."

Rick starts to call her back, to insist she doesn't have to leave and she's as welcome as his child and his mother (who, he supposes must be at work at this point, after all, her show opens in – well, probably now, if he's been out that long), but he can't make the words come. This Kate Beckett doesn't know him, and as much as he wants to believe otherwise, he doesn't know her either. He can't expect her to feel at home with him and his family the way the woman he loves does.

"Thank you for visiting," he says instead. "I'm glad you're okay; that was… that was all I wanted to do."

She hesitates for a moment before dropping her hand to cover his. "I know, Castle. Thank you."

Her touch disappears a moment later and she retreats from his hospital room, leaving him to begin to accept that this might just be the rest of his life.

Just two days later, while Alexis is at home retrieving some of his clothing for him to change into when he's allowed to get cleaned up, she returns with a case file in hand and an annoyed, but somehow fond, look on her face.

"If you're feeling up to it," she starts, licking her lips and shifting her weight on those impossibly high heels of hers, "I wouldn't mind having another pair of eyes to check this out; you and my victim apparently run in the same circles."

Rick Castle moves his hospital bed a little more upright, clasping his hands together and grinning. He tries not to look too eager, of course, since he doesn't want to scare her off when she's coming to him – when she needs, nay wants, his help, but he's all in already.

"I'd be delighted, Captain. Lay it on me."

Beckett hesitates for just a moment before crossing the room and holding out the file to him, perching on his bed at his hip and waiting for him to speed read (less speedy than usual thanks to the meds, but he manages) the casefile and offer his thoughts.

It looks like there's hope yet.

[fandomtravelers]

Found family dynamics in shows

Okay I'm a sucker for found family dynamics in shows so I'm going to list all the found family or platonic relationships I know of. In TV shows/series. Just because :) ALSO please add if you know more, because I'm probably missing a whole lot. I JUST WANT MORE.

Here are the ones me and my friends know or have found (some might be father daughter centric and they're all from very random fandoms so excuse that) :

1. Kakashi & Team 7 (Naruto)

2. Anakin & Ahsoka & Obiwan (Clone wars. I know the whole star wars universe too, but I'm focusing on clone wars)

3. Kate Bishop & Clint Barton (Hawkeye)

4. Farah Dowling & Bloom (Fate : Winx)

4. Charming & Emma (Once Upon A Time)

5. Bay Kennish & Daphne Vasquez (Switched at Birth)

6. Cirilla & Geralt (The Witcher)

7. Calliope & Augie (tidelanders)

8. Byakuya & Rukia (Bleach)

9. Sara & Danny (Witchblade)

10. Georgia & Rube (Dead like me)

11. Silco & Jinx, Vander & Vi (Arcane)

12. Andrè & Jane (Painkiller Jane)

13. Jamie & Jonas & Jay (Bionic woman)

14. Dr. Tom & Erica (Being Erica)

15. The pines family (Gravity falls)

16. Tom & Cassie (the inbetween)

17. The Gaang & Team Avatar (Avatar the last Airbender & Legend of korra)

18. Kara & Clark (Supergirl & superman/batman apocalypse)

19. Charlie & Miles matheson (revolution)

20. Arthur & Joan & Auggie & Annie (Covert affairs)

21. Khlyen & Dutch (Killjoys)

22. Guerrero & Ames (Human Target)

23. Adam & Emma (Mutant X)

24. Nolan & Emily "Amanda" (Revenge)

25. Voight & his whole team (Chicago P. D.)

26. Elena & Jeremy (Bitten)

27. Jinggang & Chu hun (double world)

28. Hannibal & Abigail (Hannibal)

29. Dream & Death (The sandman)

30. Jiwoo & Mujin (My name)

31. Buffy & Giles (BTVS)

32. Benedict & his kids (Mysterious Benedict society)

33. The cullen family (twilight)

34. Elijah & Yo Han (the devil's judge)

35. Magnus & Clary (Shadow hunters)

36. Gu xiang & Wen Kexing (Word of honor (Cdrama))

37. Optimus & the human kids (Transformers prime)

38. Mildred & her teachers (Mainly miss hardbroom)

39. Dylan & Lizzie (instinct)

40. Marina & Arturo (A private affair)

41. Moiraine & Lan (Wheel of time)

42. the BAU team (Criminal minds)

43. The SVU team (Law & Order : SVU)

44. Ellie & Joel (TLOU)

45. Barbara & the batfam (Batgirl, batman comics)

46. Carmen & Shadow San (Carmen sandiego)

47. Nile & the rest of the old guard (the old guard)

48. Nick Fury & Maria Hill (secret invasion)

49. Jordan & Garrett (crossing Jordan)

50. America chavez & Doctor strange (Multiverse of Madness)

51. The Eternals (Eternals)

52. Enola & Sherlock (Enola Holmes)

53. NCIS team/family (NCIS)

54. Aizawa & his kids (BNHA)

55. Abigail & Ichabod (Sleepy Hollow)

56. Carol & Kamala (The Marvels)

57. Gojo & his students (JJK)

58. The golden trio (HP)

59. Ryan & Max (The following)

60. ICC team (crossing lines)

[skylarkblue]

Title: I'm Not Responsible For What I Said When High On Painkillers Author: skylarkblue Fandom: Batman Pairing: Kate Kane/Harper Row Rating: G Word Count: 2,863 Warnings: None

Summary: 

Harper takes a beating after following a lead for one of Kate's cases. Kate, sick with worry, comes to the Batcave to check she's okay.

...She is, but Dr Thompkins gave her the good painkillers.

Read on AO3 here!

[newtonsheffield]

Another ACUPOP prompt - Can we get a glimpse at either Kate or Anthony having to discipline Neddy? Is he just an extremely well-behaved boy? That worries me a bit because those are the kids who are plagued by perfectionism. I would love to see a moment of him feeling secure enough to push some boundaries with his parents, with some gentle guidance back.

I mean, generally, Neddy is a super well-behaved kid, and I think at least at first, Neddy would be super worried about pushing any boundaries, especially with Anthony who he doesn't know as well as his Mum.

But eventually, sure, he's a teenager, and he's going to try out different things, because that's what teenagers do.

And imagine the first time Neddy comes home from a party at 16 and he's a little bit tipsy.

"Mummy!"

Kate startled at the sound of her son's deep voice and the slam of the front door and she bit back a laugh already at the sound of his fumbling footsteps and the mutter of When did we get a coat stand? glancing at Anthony who chuckled lightly.

"I'm in here, Neddy." She called back, muttering to Anthony, "This should be interesting."

"There you are!" His eyes were a little unfocused and he slumped against the door of the living room, his hair sticking up in twenty different directions and he looked so much like Anthony had when they'd been young and stupid and hopping from bar to bar in fiji, newly married that she nearly did a double take.

"Hey, Sweetheart. How was the party?"

"And my Dad's here too!" Neddy crowed, "Look at my Dad!"

Anthony chuckled as Neddy stumbled towards them, flopping onto the sofa between them. "Look, it's my son."

"Did you, by any chance, have a few drinks tonight, Neddy?" Kate sighed, kissing his temple.

Neddy hummed, "I maybe had... one beer."

"One beer?" Anthony chuckled, "Sorry mate, you might be a lightweight."

"So maybe it was three?" He sighed, "But there was a girl there, and she was really pretty and I was nervous and I thought that would make it easier to talk to her, but it just made my head feel really fuzzy and I think I lost my wallet."

Kate's heart pounded for a moment, "How did you get home?"

"I think Dave drove me?" He said vaguely, "I dunno."

"Bed time, I think." Anthony said quickly, sensing Kate's panic, "Do you need me to help you up the stairs?"

Edmund sighed, "I think so. my legs don't work."

Anthony sighed and hauled his nearly six-foot son to a Standing position, half carrying him up the stairs and Kate tried not to think about it.

Edmund looked pale when he came downstairs the next morning, dark circles under his eyes and winced when Miles screeched Neddy! at the top of his lungs banging his fists on the counter.

"Hey, Milo."

Kate looked up at her son, sliding a glass of orange juice across the counter towards him followed by some painkillers. "Big night I hear."

Neddy flinched, staring down at the kitchen bench refusing to look at either Kate or Anthony beside him and it was that more than anything that made Kate's stomach churn.

"Sorry." He finally whispered, his shoulders heaving. "I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have been drinking and I know that this reflects really badly on you Dad and-"

"Neddy," Anthony said firmly, his hand on his son's shoulder. "Mum and I aren't upset about that, and I don't want you to ever make choices based on how you think ti reflects on me okay?"

Their son glanced furtively up at them, his brow furrowed, "But I was..."

"We're upset because we just want you to be safe." Kate cleared her throat, pushing down the panic, "You're a kid, and kids make mistakes and try things out and that's fine but you know, if you're in trouble: you can call either of us right? Or any of your aunts and uncles and we'll just come and get you."

Edmund nodded, letting out a sigh of relief before he winced again, "I really did lose my wallet though."

Kate rolled her eyes, "You didn't actually. I found it in the flowerpot out the front when I went to walk Newton this morning. I would like to discuss the condom you rolled onto the front gate though."

And it shouldn't have been so satisfying but when he spluttered and slipped off his stool: it really was very funny

[fitrahgolden]

WEARY MEMORY: 9 - LEANING BACK ON A BROKEN WILLOW TREE

“You sure you don't need anything?” Anthony asked as they pulled up to Kate's house after the flight home from Edinburgh.

“For the third time, Anthony, I'm sure. It's not that bad.”

“No? Then why are you rubbing your temples raw?”

Kate hadn't even noticed she was doing it. Some time during the hour and a half long flight home, Kate had developed a splitting headache. Nothing she couldn't handle, but she wasn't surprised when Anthony had immediately gone into caretaker mode and would not stop checking in on her, and even tried to get her to let him take her to A&E.

“Maybe I'm rubbing them because you won't stop asking if I need anything.”

“Fine,” Anthony grumbled before putting his 4x4 in park.

By the time Kate had said goodbye to their kids, Anthony had gotten her luggage out of the back.

“I'm just gonna help your mum with her bags,” he said into one of the windows.

She let him lead the way to her door. Once the bags were inside, Anthony looked over at the kids in the car, then ran a hand down Kate's arm.

“At least tell me you aren't working at all today,” he pleaded, his voice low.

Kate sighed. “I'm not working. I'm going to keep all the lights off, lie down, and do absolutely nothing. Promise.”

Anthony seemed mollified. “I wish I could join you,” he said wistfully.

“Me, too.”

“Soon?” Anthony looked at her, eyebrows raised in hope.

During their last night in Edinburgh, Kate and Anthony had decided they would tell their families about their reconciliation, starting with the kids, once they got back home.

“Soon,” Kate promised.

Anthony leaned forward slightly, but caught himself. He shook his head before putting a warning finger up. “No work.”

Kate smacked it away with a laugh. “No work. Bye.”

—

As promised, Kate spent her afternoon with the lights off and the curtains drawn. She changed into an oversized shirt that skimmed her thighs and texted Edwina about holding off on picking up Newton until tomorrow. After taking a couple of painkillers, she settled under a blanket on the sofa and fell asleep.

Anthony with a “ta���: How are you feeling?

Anthony with a “ta”: I'm going to assume you're asleep. Text me when you see this.

Anthony with a “ta”: I'm coming over. Don't be mad.

—

Kate slowly blinked herself awake, feeling much better, and groped around in the dark for her phone to check the time. It was then that she realised that the reason she woke up was the knocking at her front door. She checked her messages on her way to answer it, pausing momentarily when she read the last one that had come in.

“Anthony, what are you doing here?” Kate put a hand on her hip, her other hand holding the door open.

“I told you not to be mad. I bought you ice cream.” Anthony held up a grocery bag, and weaponised his smile in a way that was wholly unfair. “Let me in, Kit.”

Kate tried her best to look annoyed, but didn't think she was pulling it off. She opened the door further so he could cross the threshold. Anthony kissed her softly and whispered, “How are you feeling?” as he nuzzled her nose and ran a hand under her shirt–checking to see if anything was underneath it, Kate knew.

“Much better, actually. I should take the ice cream and send you home.”

“Mm, Ned would be disappointed. He loves being in charge.”

Kate closed the door and followed Anthony into the kitchen.

“Are we having this now, or…” Anthony turned around when he reached the fridge. “What is it?”

“What?” Kate was grinning like an idiot, and she knew it.

Anthony narrowed his eyes at her, a smirk forming on his lips. “What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing.”

“Right.”

“Just put the ice cream in the freezer.”

“I will, but then you're going to tell me what you're thinking about.”

Once the ice cream had been put away, Anthony stalked around the kitchen island towards Kate. Soon, he was placing his hands on the counter on either side of her. He levelled his gaze at her, his expression smug and playful. God, she was just so happy to see him, to have him here, not in their therapist's office, or at a restaurant. Here, at home. Just the two of them. 

“What did you tell them?” Kate whispered, her eyes flicking down to his lips.

Anthony mirrored her, his gaze turning downward. “The kids?” he murmured, not looking up. 

“Yeah, what reason did you give for coming here?”

“I told them that I'm going to take care of their mother.”

Then his mouth was on hers. As always, Kate's fingers were in his hair instantly. When she tugged, Anthony groaned, grasping her waist and encouraging her up onto the island.

After a few blissful moments, Anthony pulled away and panted, “Don't you move. Let me just go ahead and get–”

Kate tugged on his arm as he was about to head in the direction of her bedroom.

“Mm-mm.” She shook her head, pulling him back between where her legs were dangling off the counter.

“No?”

“No, please.” She answered earnestly. “Just you. Just… Just us. Is that OK?”

Anthony kissed her before nodding. “If you're sure.”

“I am. I need all of you.”

That seemed to flip a switch in him. He kissed her again, a completely different feeling to it than the last one. It was so demanding, so consuming, Kate almost expected him to climb up onto the counter himself. Instead, he pushed her onto her back, his touch a little harsh, just as it was when he then rid her of her knickers, pulling them over her legs in a couple of jerking tugs.

He lifted one leg up onto his shoulder and looked at Kate, steely-eyed.

“No one else is here, Kit. Don't hold back, understand? I finally get to really hear you.”

With that, he ducked his head down, and Kate immediately gave him something to hear.

—

An hour or so later, Kate and Anthony were on the kitchen floor, completely nude, polishing off the pint of ice cream Anthony had brought with him that evening.

Once Kate had finished the last spoonful, she reached up over her head to tip the carton and spoon into the sink above them. Anthony moved quickly, taking advantage of the way her manoeuvring pushed her chest out. He covered a nipple with his mouth and flicked it with his tongue.

“Shit.” Kate laughed as she let herself be taken.

“Let me put you to bed,” he breathed against her sternum.

Kate sighed regretfully, a hand running through his hair.

“You can't sleep here, Anthony.”

Anthony's groan was soft as he sat back up. “I know. I just… I want to shower with you and tuck you in. I can't go to bed with you yet, but I'm getting impatient thinking about getting back into a routine with you, Kit. Let's get ready for bed, and then I'll leave.

And so, for the first time in almost four years, Kate and Anthony got ready for bed together. They stood side by side in front of the bathroom mirror, brushing their teeth. Kate couldn't stop herself from constantly looking over at Anthony, at the other sink, his sink. No one had used it since he moved out. It never stopped being his.

Kate's eyes also flicked over to the huge standalone tub, the one Anthony insisted on.

“Anthony, it's a swimming pool.”

“We need a big tub, Kit.”

“Reckon there will be a lot of shared baths in our future, do you?”

“Absolutely. But we also need a place to sleep on bad nights. You prefer the tub, right? I want to be in there with you.”

In the shower, Anthony helped Kate run conditioner down the length of her hair, and she scrubbed his back. In the bedroom, Anthony sat at the edge of the bed and watched as Kate did her evening skincare routine at her vanity.

Once she joined him at the bed, Anthony pulled back the covers on her side. Then he cradled her face in his hands and kissed so tenderly, she nearly wept.

“We have to tell them. I hate that you have to leave. We have to tell them so we can all be under the same roof again. I'm so close to begging you to stay.”

Anthony laughed softly. “I'm so close to begging you to let me.” He slid his hands down and pulled her even closer as he hugged her. “Get in bed so I can kiss you good night, Kit.”

—

“I'm sorry I said you couldn't kiss.”

“Is Dad moving, or are you?”

“Are we having a wedding?”

“And when are you moving?”

“Can I throw flowers like on telly?”

Before Anthony left the night before, he and Kate had agreed that she would come over the next day so they could talk to kids together. Kaveri had made a sound that could only be described as a screech before she and Maaran both started peppering their parents with questions, seemingly welcoming the news without hesitation.

Edmund, however, stayed quiet, observing his siblings with stony eyes from his seat in the corner of the sofa. When the other kids finally allowed for a lull in the conversation, Anthony moved to sit next to his eldest. Edmund turned away from him just a little.

“Neddy,” Kate said softly. “I know this is a lot to hear. How are you feeling?”

Edmund mumbled, still looking away.

“What was that, Bud?” Anthony asked.

Edmund turned toward his family and sighed heavily. “How do you know you aren't going to break up again?”

“Why would you say that?!” Maaran cried. Kate put her arm around him.

“Shh, Kanna. Let him talk.”

Anthony nodded solemnly. “Ned–”

“Did you guys know only six percent of divorced people marry each other again?” Edmund was looking at his siblings, not his parents.

Kaveri scrunched up her face. “What does that mean?”

“It means they probably aren't really getting married, Riri.”

“Shut up, Ned! They just said!” Maaran buried his face in Kate's side, muffling his voice when he spoke again. “They just said they were getting married, idiot.”

“I want a wedding, Dad,” Kaveri said as she crawled into Anthony's lap. “I want to throw flowers at you.”

Anthony patted his daughter's cheek before turning towards Ned again.

“Where did you learn that, Ned?”

The boy shrugged. “I looked it up when you moved out.” Anthony and Kate looked at each other. Before either could respond, their son added, “And again last night when you went to Amma's house.”

Ah.

Edmund continued, answering the unasked question. “I didn't know, but you guys were acting so weird in Scotland. I thought maybe… Well, this all doesn't matter. It's still only six percent.”

“I want to go to my room,” Maaran announced as he stood, glaring at his brother. “They wouldn't tell us they're getting married if they aren't getting married. I can't believe you're being so mean to them.”

“Yeah, don't be mean, Neddy. You can't be mean at the wedding.”

“Guys, leave your brother alone,” Anthony ordered, his voice more stern than he’d intended. Kaveri shrank a little while Maaran rolled his eyes.

“Can I go to my room, please?”

Kate nodded. “Go on, Maan,” she said softly. “Take Kav upstairs with you.”

Anthony had to nudge his daughter off his lap before she would follow Maaran out of the living room.

“Don't let Neddy stop the wedding,” she said on her way out.

Edmund scoffed. “That's not what I'm doing!”

Anthony put a hand on his shoulder, “We know that. Don't worry about her.”

The three of them sat in silence for a few minutes. Eventually, Kate spoke.

“Ned, you're right. Plans change, lives change, and you can't always see it coming. You know that better than someone your age should. And, yes, it is unusual, remarrying. But that is what your father and I are going to do. It's OK that you're having a hard time trusting that, especially right away.”

Edmund took a deep breath as he leaned back against the couch cushions, aggressively wiping away a tear. “It just… It feels too good to be true. I know that sounds stupid–”

Kate shook her head vehemently. “Not at all. That's exactly what I told your dad, actually. Just a few days ago, while we were acting ‘so weird’ in Scotland.”

Edmund laughed just a little, and with that, the tightness in Anthony's chest loosened a fraction.

“Really?” their son asked. “It feels like that to you, too?”

“Not as much. It feels more real every day. But I've had more days with it than you have. I hope it will start to feel more real to you soon. You need time. We get that.”

“But, Ned,” Anthony said. “Maan and Kav's feelings about this are important, too. Don't give them a hard time for being excited, OK?”

“OK.”

“Do you want to keep talking about this now?”

Edmund seemed to think about it for a few long moments.

“Can you see if I can talk to Jocelyn early this week?”

Anthony gave him an encouraging smile. “Of course, Bud. We'll see what she's got available.”

Their son seemed pacified for the time being. “Can I go?”

Anthony and Kate both nodded. Once they were alone, he reached for her.

“I love you. You're amazing.” He pulled her over until she was sitting pressed up against him.

Kate shook her head. “I'm fucking shaking, actually. That was terrifying.”

“I know. I think it was alright, though.”

“Could have been worse, for sure.” She laid her head on his shoulder.

“One day at a time.” He kissed her hair. “Let's take the wins where we can get them.”

[weaseltotheface]

Anyway there's no way I'm going to work today Kate wants me to go to the dr but I don't wanna so we r gonna go to urgent care tomorrow I guess

Maybe I can talk to the teleheath guy we have at work? It probably wouldn't be quite good enough to just describe it and not poke and prod me but like what is a poke and prod gonna do. You know? (Barring a cracked rib which idk how that would even have happened) they would both just prescribe me a muscle relaxer and maybe a painkiller like they did when I threw my back out a few years ago and it was doing the same kind of spasming thing but way less intense

[izzysarchivedblogs]

Accepting Asks & Memes // she knows you are downplaying it, @amethystarrows; everyone sees the stripes and forgets she's an empath -> “It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.” (for greer <3)

THERE'S A DEADPAN EXPRESSION AS KATE BISHOP TRIES TO TELL HER THAT IT'S GETTING TO BEING HEALED.

Completely sidelining what Greer had been saying to her. There's a throbbing pain in her thigh, but she knows it's not hers. No way she pulled a muscle moving through the concrete jungle, hasn't been stabbed or hit in the thigh in any recent hunts she's been on.

NOPE. It's her little known power to feel others injuries, feel their pains, sense internal injuries.

❝ I asked if you wanted some painkillers, because sorry, Ms Hawkeye, but I can feel how much it's hurting you. DID YOU EVEN GO TO A HOSPITAL? ❞ Greer was judging her hard, but that's because she was Clint Barton's mentee, and she's just going to do assume that masking the pain was a Hawkeye thing.

❝ You should get it checked out; if I'm feeling it than either you really messed up your thigh or you REALLY wanna cry about it. ⸻ I won't judge if you do. ❞

[maschotch]

hello I've been an on-and-off CM enjoyer(?) for a decade, with Hotch being my main area of interest… I just spent literal hours going through your blog lol. tbh it was exactly the kind of CM content I desperately wanted but had trouble finding initially (jfc the sea of x reader I had to wade through) anyway I stopped watching full eps at around S5, but I'm aware of how things go for Hotch and I'm v bitter about the missed opportunities. maybe a popular opinion in the fandom, but I've always hated how the Foyet attack was glossed over for example - my disbelief when I first watched 5x02 and Hotch just... shows up to work?? why'd they bother with such a major injury if its consequences were limited to one (1) episode years later, and even then the mental trauma was 99% ignored. no mention of meds/painkillers/recovery? nothing about "your scars are gonna look just the same"?? BUT that almost pales in comparison to all the other Hotchner things you got me thinking about, like his subtle aversion to fire or autistic traits or other facets of his character/relationships that are soooo tantalizingly hinted at but not expanded upon. I don't know the whole show that well so idk how Hotch fared compared to other characters but it felt like we got crumbs, especially since he was there for 11 goddamn seasons sorry this is so long but I've never talked CM to anyone before and you've made me love Hotch even more as a character, and now I'll have to further stew in my despair over him getting zero closure

i have similar issues with the show and fandom. the show looooves to traumatize its characters and then pretend it didnt even happen the second the arc is over. i understand its the nature of an episodic show like this (and i love that style for this show! i do!) but they could MENTION how hotch has scars (especially in season 10 when theyre all comparing scars on the plane) or how he needs medication (considering thats the only reason why they found foyet in the first place). foyet was the first big arc, so i understand why they needed to get on with it and bring hotch back to work by 5x02, but i wish they’d had an extra episode in between dealing with the team’s emotions about their leader being attacked (the way we kinda see them reeling from haley’s death and the potential of hotch not returning in 5x11 (or whatever the next ep after 100 is)).

no matter who your favorite cm character is, anyone can have the same complaint of them not following through about what undergoing these kind of traumatic events would mean for the characters. it’s definitely a sore point with criminal minds. especially because the only time they do it is when they want a character to leave (like gideon, blake, and kate). it fucking sucks bc there’s so much potential

and that’s where i feel like the fandom lets me down too. there’s not a lot of talk about it—mostly it’s just self inserts and shipping. there’s hardly any good character analysis out there, but that’s why i started this blog in the first place: if it doesn’t exist, make it yourself! (i would encourage you to do the same if you still feel this way. i talk shit ab the fandom all day but i still get so much positivity despite that from people who value the characters just as much but express it differently)

sorry for getting to this ask so late! maybe you’ll come across it eventually. if you do, let me know your other thoughts on the show/fandom! if youve seen more, if youve interacted more, or if you just have more to say!

[izzysarchivedblogs]

He's only really half listening to Tony, as he comes up with an idea for the boat. Going out on the boat after a morning meeting, than being on the boat over night (which actually didn't sound bad at all) and than coming back. IT'S A NICE IDEA. It'd be better if it was not associated with celebrating the fact that as for Clint's legal troubles?

❝ Yeah, that sounds like a plan. Whatever day works out, I gotta figure out where and when I'm getting my hours in the week. ⸺ You'll need to sign off on that, along with where I'm doing my hours to sign. ❞

He's been pardoned, given a second chance and shown forgiveness. That's a tough thing to swallow when today has felt like the topic for that. NEEDING TO MAKE PLANS TO CALL. Promising to call Kate this week, and he can't go back on that.

Clint's going to have start doing that, crawl his way back to everyone. Apologize, ask for their forgiveness, and asks what he can do to make amends, admit that he's an alcoholic too and that's affected them too. BE OPEN WITH HIS LIFE.

He's trying to be positive about this; because it's a good thing. An incredibly LUCKY thing. BARTON LUCK; IT ALWAYS RUNS OUT EVENTUALLY. Clint knows that should be grateful, make a call to the goddamn mayor's office about it, and be glad that he won't have to spend his recovery, being sober on trial, or possibly being put behind bars.

IT'S A GOOD THING. Yet he doesn't think that it is. Thinks that maybe he shouldn't even bother with painkillers because maybe the pain is deserved, being painless is something he should earn and he's not there yet. A punishment for what he's lacking, community service sounds like luxury.

IF YOU SAY SO. Clint scoffs as Tony points out that he didn't do those thing on a broken knee. ❝ It's healed mostly anyways. IT'S FINE. I'll tell you when it's not. ❞ No, he won't but Clint was hoping on Tony to trust him.

He stands up when Jarvis gets here, stretching and he hadn't thought that Jarvis would be here so early; which mean he'll have to fight the man on letting him cook for himself (and tony ass well as jarvis were welcome to whatever was made).

❝ Hey ⸻ I was about to get to cooking myself something. ❞ Clint had been sitting for maybe all of ten minutes, not enough time before he's moving about the kitchen, trying to figure out what he wants to eat. ❝ Brandy was just telling me what she wanted to do with you while we were out tonight. ❞

Brandy blows a raspberry and grabs both her feet, rocking backward with the biggest smile on her face when Clint talks to her about going on the boat. Not for the first time, Tony is struck by how goddamn cute she is.

"The boat will be good. You know what we could do? We could do a morning meeting, go out on the boat overnight, and come back and do an evening meeting the next day."

It would be a nice break for them both. A little getaway without Clint having to avoid any responsibilities. They'd only really need to worry about PT and therapy and that could be worked around depending on what time of they day they were booked for.

He wasn't sure about Clint's claim about being fine was accurate. But he wouldn't fight it. It wasn't too far to the church from here, and they could always catch a cab back if need be. And it wasn't like Tony didn't overdo it anytime he injured himself. He treated injury as more of a minor inconvenience than something you actually needed to recover from.

"If you say so," he said. "Though you generally don't do any of that with a broken knee."

The bell sounded and Tony took a look at the security cam. "Jarvis is here!" he said to Brandy.

Brandy squeaked and clapped her hands, and Tony went to let him in. He greeted the man with a hug and led him in to the kitchen.

"Good afternoon, sir," Jarvis said and his face lit up when he saw Brandy who was now babbling and waving her hands around. "Why hello, little miss. I am very happy to see you too."

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

I'm Not Responsible For What I Said When High On Painkillers (Unless You Feel the Same Way Then Let's Get Married)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/bokHMcd by skylarkblue Harper takes a beating after following a lead for one of Kate's cases. Kate, sick with worry, comes to the Batcave to check she's okay. ...She is, but Dr Thompkins gave her the good painkillers. Words: 2863, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F Characters: Kate Kane (DCU), Harper Row, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Leslie Thompkins Relationships: Kate Kane/Harper Row Additional Tags: Whump, Hurt/Comfort, First Kiss read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/bokHMcd

[beheadedcousins]

oh this is really great with answering a question i had

(transcript in the read more if you can't read the photo)

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Anyone who's asked me about TIGERS knows how quickly I can go from "It's a teen horror comedy!" to an in-depth discussion about the debiltating pressures put on young women to succeed. I always circle back to its teen horror nature, but I do take this show pretty seriously. After all, l experienced firsthand how challenging it is to be a teen girl. For me, it turned out to be quite difficult because I eventually realized ľm a trans guy, but that's an entirely different musical.

As much as TIGERS is murder mystery,it's also about nine young women who are at extremely formative places in their lives. They want to feel hopeful about the future but are afraid that their greatest weaknesses could become what define them, especially after a failed stunt goes viral. The show opens as the Tigers cheer team is gathering for their annual sleepover- but their attempts to appear effortless around each other are painstaking, and each gir is contending with her own secrets and challenges.

Riley, the new captain, is determined to stay positive. She's still working out how to be a strong leader, but she refuses to let her team down. Cairo prefers partying over responsibility and doesn't see the harm in having a little fun, though that often comes at the expense of others.Chess isstruggling to recover from a knee injury that ended her lifelong dream of being an Olympic gymnast and led to an addicton to painkillers. Kate tries to help Chess recover,but their relationship has become complicated as Chess prepares to go off to college and Kate realizes she's falling in love with her distracted, spiraling best friend.

Annleigh relies heavily on faith to guide her, but ends up overwhelmed by unexpected urges, especially when it comes to her boyfriend, Clark. Annleigh's stepsister Farrah no longer feels supported after the botched stunt put her in danger, and her habits have slipped from playful partying to a dependency on alcohol. Tigers mascot Reese has faced a long history of bullying by her classmates, but she's learning to believe in herself even when no one else will. Freshman Mattie is optimistic that she'll have a great year and has no idea how wrong she's about to be. Eva, a flyer from a rival school, is used to not getting what she knows she deserves, but still takes a chance on a new experience. Soon,one of these characters reaches a breaking point, and three Tigers don't make it through the night.

And that's the team: desperate to connect but terrified to communicate, just trying to get through a single sleepover/party/practice (in a social context) alive. I could get sentimental about how many years I've spent with this show and how much these characters mean to me,but l hope that speaks for itself.I hope the honesty and empathy that's gone into telling this story comes through as powerfully as the screlting (and there's a lot of screlting). I hope it's sometimes very funny and sometimes quite devastating, and that some of it stays with you for a while.

As you know, the sleepover has been a Giles Corey High School tradition for 38 years now. And I'm honored to carry that on here with all of you.

-PRESTON MAX ALLEN

[castle-dominion]

5x19 the lives of others

lol fries she looks angel murdering this fellow

Oh no not a kneecap you're missing on his bday!? castle you are insane spa trip not a guilt trip XD I can't believe they are here sjdkfaksjldfhasdjh they are just here in his house & using his binoculars XD *whispers* voyeurism as in watching other ppl or as in watching this individual with the towel (or without the towel *raises eyebrows*) K here's the scene: MR opens the door to leave and she runs into Kevin Ryan & Javier Esposito. MR: Oh! Katherine, your ride is here! KB: Oh, great. RC: Ride? KB: Yeah. We had a body drop. I asked the boys to pick me up so I’d have enough time to make you breakfast. She heads to grab her stuff and he wheels himself after her. RC: I’m missing another case? No! C’mon! Take me with you! KB: No! Not until you get better. KR: Castle. How’s the knee? RC: It’s not the knee so much as the boredom. JE: I thought you writers liked being alone. RC: Yeah, if I could write. But the painkillers make me a little loopy. Last night I used the word ‘speculate’ three times in the same sentence. KR notices a pair of binoculars on the table. He picks them up. KR: Hmm. You must be bored. You’ve actually gone Rear Window. He trains the binoculars at the building across the street. RC: Alexis got me those as a joke to cheer me up. I have not yet resorted to voyeurism. KR: Then you are missing out. (he whistles) JE: What? Let me see. They wrestle for the binoculars. KR: Hey, no! JE: Give me those! JE yanks them away. KR: Dude, she was just about to take off her towel. JE: Oh, the towel’s off. KR: Yeah. RC is amused. KB: Unless the body you’re looking at is dead, I suggest you drop those binoculars. (JE: does) Okay, Castle – (she kisses her hand and presses it to his foot) - I will call you and check on you soon. She leaves with KR and JE. RC: Hey, what if I consult by phone? We could pretend I’m Charlie and you’re my angels. KR and JE pause and strike a pose in the doorway, but they leave him alone anyway. there are surely enough pics online that I do not need to take one of these making this pose

"you're making it up" magazine? See? Ryan walked off to the side & rejoined em later with more info

just a headlight? Huh. Sus.

Oh yeah ppl in the usa hate the irs. Remember that veggie tales episode where larry lets everyone in including a burglar & santa except he closes the door on the irs agent?

Oh no castle! Nooo (going to clip this)

Oh of course. Reporting threats is annoying bc of this?

Sammy keyes moments! RC: Oh, to be young and underemployed. no nonn onono no no the hat! 'slpaining

Castle loopy with the painkillers

Kate’s phone rings and she checks the ID. KB: Hey, Castle. RC: Where are you? He’s bored. He’s playing with a magnifying glass. KB: I’m … at work. Why? RC: You said you were bringing home dinner. KR& JE stop working. They’re more interested in KB's conversation. KB: Yes, on my way home. RC: So when are you leaving? KB: Soon. RC: When soon? KB: Like in … half an hour? RC: Fine. He hangs up. KB looks at KR and JE. KB: Shut up. JE: shrugs.

Ohhhhh here's the thing Martha has binoculars! "action" when ready! the soda from the fridge Oh no the knife castle maybe call 911 or smth? Oooooh it falls down 100th episode!

fafjsdl;aksdjfksdhfdsfjkasdf Ryan shrugs out at the window bc he knows castle is watching They are actually great at Their "Jobs" here rn Why are they On Top of the covers & wearing their clothes?

clipping that uwu

jimmy stewart

so THAT is det wilson

Ryan pretty af wow

Castle is SO me, talking out loud to himself Castle snap a pic

Why does she have her phone OUT tho? At least it is on vibrate This is where mom said she wanted to disappear & succeeded lol he couldn't get thru to beckett so he called ryan

Good point, how do you know it is the same girl? Blood looks way different, trust me I'm a chef & a self harmer Beckett is not choosing the right things to say

See? This convo can be taken both ways!

Good a camera! NOOOOO HE GOT NOTHING SJDFHJSDKFHSJDH

Alexis acting tho lol she has a nice ring ALEXIS WATCHING HIM TAKE OFF HIS CLOTHES LMAO

KR: Staring at the phone won’t make it ring. I learned that in junior high.

Tommy Valentino?

POPCORN

I practiced my lockpicking bc of this episode lol his crutches lol RC: Oh, no, no, no. If you get caught you get a B and E on your record and you’ll never become President.

Shark: You bet your ass. No one’s going to Al Capone me.

Ryan looking hecking season two vibes here with that face those lips that hair love it sm.

glad they have radios Bleach & paint explains the mask & gloves except he can't get OUT he needs to HIDE

radio silence hun radio silence Taking the entire bag

double indemnity lunch break

Why would he not shred that one? nice push, dramatic Castle making her do unscripted stuff lol

KB: You’re talking about an illegal search. RC: When you do it it’s an illegal search. When I do it it’s just illegal.

too thin for a body wig XD, mum guessed it

GATES SFDJKHSDJHFSJKDFH Mould can be red love gates sm

Soda soda soda I didn't notice it the first time

Happy birthday to me sdhfjksdhfjj she SAID a drink from the fridge on purpose fhskjdfhsdkjfsdfjskdk

RC: I rescind the apology. I take it back. She’s in the fridge.

KB: Not as dangerous as me if you blow up my plans. RC: (hesitates) Well what if he doesn’t let you in? KB: Look at me. He’s gonna let me in.

Ooh the lights go out

RC: limps across the street. He has called for backup, and KR and JE are just getting there in their nice red car. KR: Where is she? RC: She’s upstairs! She’s in the apartment! KR and JE run into the building. They’re followed by some uniformed officers. RC hobbles behind them. RC: Wait for me!

KR and JE are at Michael’s door, guns drawn, before RC can get off the elevator. KR knocks on the door. KR: NYPD! Open up! JE: Open up now! There’s no response and KR starts to shoulder the door. RC: Kick it! Kick it! JE: Yeah! KR and JE kick in the door together and burst through. RC is right behind them. RC: Beckett! JE: Beckett! KR: Beckett! JE: Beckett you there? KR: Beckett! RC: Beckett, where are you?

The apartment is dark and still. There’s no response. Suddenly the lights come up. KB is standing front and center in their group of friends. She’s fine. It’s a surprise party. They all yell ‘surprise’ and clap. KB: Happy birthday! RC is confused. He watches as MICHAEL gives BRENT back his hat with a smile and a shrug. EMILY comes from the bedroom. RC: It was all fake? His low tone quiet. the guests, Martha, Alexis & Kate are worried now. RC: Nothing was real. You – you let me think I was crazy? You let me think you were going to die. She puts down the champagne she was going to hand him. KB: But Castle, you were – you were so bored over the last couple of weeks stuck at home with no case to solve and I saw that this apartment was for rent and I just – I thought that – I – MR: Richard … RC: No. No. This is … (they all watch, afraid) … without a doubt … the greatest birthday gift of my life! The group cheers in relief. KB sighs and gives MR a hug. She was really afraid he was mad. RC is still in shock and disbelief. KR and JE congratulate each other and AC just smiles.

RC: How did you do it? KB: Well, I did have a lot of help. She hugs MR again. MR: Yes, you did indeed. RC: You were all in on it? MR: Mmhmm. (she points) Michael, Brent, Emily. My brilliant acting students. (the bow) I, of course, was the director. RC: And the boys? JE: Yep. KR: nods. KB: Oh, yeah. They were great. Except you didn’t have to kick down the door. JE: I was in the moment. KR: We wanted to be convincing. JE: Yeah. RC: Alexis, you too? AC: (smiles) It’s why I bought you the binoculars. RC: Even Captain Gates? KR: Yeah. She jumped at the chance to dress you down for any reason. KB makes a tiger gesture. RC: Where is Captain Gates? JE: She couldn’t make it. RC: Good. He can’t stop looking at Kate. KB just smiles, so happy that he’s happy. RC: Wow. He comes forward and she meets him in a kiss. MICHAEL: All right! The rest of the crowd claps and cheers. RC and KB don’t care; they’re in their own little world. RC laughs. OH THE MUSIC RC: (incredulously) You really blew my mind. KB: Yeah well, I figured the trickiest part would be fooling you and keep a straight face. RC: Well you win the Oscar for best pretend murder. I cannot believe the whole thing was staged. She nods and laughs happily, then her smile drops. KB: Staged? RC: What? KB: I think I just solved my case! RC: Does that mean you’re going to go run off and arrest someone now? KB: (smiles) No. (she takes the champagne form him) Right now I’ve got other plans. She kisses him and holds up her glass in a toast. KB: Happy birthday.

I like how she at least decides to wait until tomorrow to arrest the person

Did they not have a time of death?

except some of the episodes had multiple murders (or way more than just multiple) & some had none & you solved cases off-screen too, you have referenced at least one. But yeah about 100 ish.

rolling her on his chair so romantic