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thebestbooksaround · 2 years ago

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This is a Buddie fic rec list where "one of them isn't a firefighter" That makes me warm and happy every time I read them <3

Part 1 || Part 2

Exploding Coffee Machines by inkinmyheartandonthepage (@inkinmyheartandonthepage) | 9k | General

Buck couldn’t be blamed for falling in love with his neighbour. He was powerless against the Diaz boys and wanted nothing more than to be swept up in their everything. Buck thought that Eddie felt the same, that their feelings of more than just being platonic best friends was mutual. Buck had been hopeful that Eddie inviting him to his boss’s house to meet his friends and co-workers meant that they were taking a step in the right direction.

A step that now Buck was going to be late for OR Buck gets burned at work and worries that he's blown his shot with Eddie when he runs late to meet his friends.

What is Love For $2000? by fayevian 17k | Mature

On the screen, the camera pans down as they introduce the contestants. Mary, on her 3rd day winning streak, is a dowdy teacher type. Center stage is occupied by a graying man with loopy handwriting named Auggie. And all the way to the right is… Evan. Damn. --- One night when Eddie can't sleep, he discovers the hottest Jeopardy contestant of all time (objectively). With the "help" of his team and his fairly good working knowledge of Twitter, they devise a plan to get Evan (from Jeopardy) to slide into Eddie's DMs. It works surprisingly well.

i like you so much (it's kinda gross) by brewrosemilk, stardustbuddie (@gayhoediaz) (@wh0re-behavi0r) | 10k | Explicit

Buck Buckley (@/firefighterbuck): @/eddiediaz I’ll never be able to tug your hair now, huh?

Eddie Diaz (@/eddiediaz): @/firefighterbuck It’s against the rules, anyway. You don’t look like a fighter, though. What situation would we be in that would make you want to tug my hair?

(Or: Eddie is an MMA fighter and Buck thirsts on twitter.)

you make the world taste better by farfromthstars (@buckactuallys) | 11k | Teen

They follow the room numbers down the hallway until the last door on the right. It’s slightly ajar, and when Eddie knocks politely, it opens further.

“Hey,” a cheerful, male voice says. “You guys are early!”

When Eddie spots the source of the voice, he nearly swallows his tongue.

The man is tall, with broad shoulders and huge arms, a sunny smile on his face that looks so genuine Eddie can’t help but smile back. There’s a splash of pink over his one eye, his hair is just the slightest bit curly, and his eyes are startlingly blue. He’s also about 80% legs, and leaning on a cane to walk.

Belatedly, Eddie remembers that he should say something too, not just stare at this guy approaching them.

“Uh,” he starts eloquently. “Sorry. This one was getting impatient at home ~ Newly arrived to LA, Eddie decides to take his son to parent/child cooking classes. The instructor is so much more than he expected

stupid people. by brewrosemilk (@gayhoediaz) | 160k | Explicit

New in Los Angeles, and having recently admitted to himself that he's gay, Eddie figures that hiring a sex worker might be a good way to keep his private life cut off from his job and his son. A way to keep things from becoming too complicated.

It works. For a while.

your dreary mondays by hammersmiths (@henswilsons) | 33k | Teen

“Wait, you need a sitter?” Chimney says. Eddie nods. “Maddie’s brother got back in town a few nights ago, he’s looking for work.”

Eddie frowns. He doesn’t know much about this mysterious brother of Maddie’s – doesn’t even really know much about Maddie, either, aside from being Chimney’s girlfriend – but he’s pretty sure every time he’s been brought up in conversation it’s not been particularly inspiring. “Is this the brother who flunked out of college because he spent all his tuition on a motorcycle?”

Chimney colours a little. “Um. No?”

or, Buck babysits Christopher and Eddie is—fine about it, actually.

one single thread of gold (tied me to you) by heartbeatdiaz (@heartbeatdiaz) | 4k | Teen

Eddie doesn't know much about Chris' science teacher, except that he's his son favorite and apparently knows everything there's to know. ( Those were Christopher's words. )

So when he enters the classroom, expecting an old man dressed nicely but a little old-fashioned as the science teacher, his whole life crashes to a halt.

"Evan?" The man who's leaning against the desk, looking at some papers, suddenly startles and looks up at Eddie with wide blue eyes.

"Holy shit," It's what the man says after spending at least a minute opening and closing his mouth. or; Eddie met Evan when he was a bartender in Peru and Eddie was on vacation with his cousins. They had a one night stand and Eddie woke up the next morning to an empty bed and a disappointed heart. Just for the same guy to end up being Chris' teacher years after.

always glad you came by foxwatson (@eddiediazes) | 5k | Teen

Buck is the incredibly kind but incredibly straight bartender at Eddie's local gay bar. Eddie is trying very, very hard not to be pathetically in love with him, and is failing miserably.

“Hey, you’re back,” Buck had said, greeting him with that sun-bright grin, and Eddie had yet again been reminded why he’d started questioning his sexuality.

“Well, I get one night off a week. And tonight I could really use the drink.”

Buck’s brow had furrowed, and he got Eddie his favorite beer without even asking again what it was. “You need to talk about it? Assuming I read you right and you’re the kind of guy who talks to a bartender instead of a therapist.”

Eddie had winced theatrically. “Ouch. That obvious, huh?”

“Hey, man, you’re the one that told me you started coming here on your coworker’s advice. Feels like something you’d get from a therapist, if you had one.”

see the stars with my morning eyes by trippedandfell (@trippedandfell) | 3k | Teen

“So,” Buck announces, sitting down between Hen and Chimney at the concessions stand. “I think Eddie’s trying to get me to sleep with him and his fiancée.”

or: Eddie calls Lucy his partner. Buck extrapolates.

walking on sunshine by fallingthorns (@fallingthorns) | 5k | Teen

“Shut up,” Buck grumbles at the dog. “It’s not a crush.”

Buck walks out of the room, out the backdoor, and into the yard, trying to ignore his large and judgmental dog following behind him.

“I don’t want to hear it,” Buck tells him as he gets the hose out to start watering his plants. “Keep it to yourself.”

“Who are you talking to?”

Buck startles and drops the hose, doing a quick 180-degree turn and coming face-to-face with Eddie. He’s clearly standing on something, elbows folded over the top of the fence and chin resting on them as he looks at Buck. His expression looks almost fond and it kind of makes Buck want to both preen and die of embarrassment. -- Or, the one where Buck owns a doggy daycare, has a large dog with an attitude, and is hopelessly in love with his new neighbor.

Under Any Roof by moncuries (@moncuries) | 10k | Teen

Eddie Diaz does not need a noisy neighbor on top of all the shit he's trying to work out.

But he does make really good mac and cheese. -- “You know,” And Buck is meeting his eyes now. They’re uncannily blue. Like Kool-Aid or popsicles. “If you want, I could show you what I get up to up there?”

What? WHAT? Eddie feels heat spread from the tips of his ears to his toes. No way had he just gotten propositioned before sunrise in the decrepit hallway of their apartment building. “Um. No.” He backs up until his calves brush the door to 101. “Thank you, really. But no.”

my house of stone, your ivy grows by stayeven (@demieddie) | 7k | Mature

When Eddie resigns himself to buying sex toys in person—despite the popularity of online ordering now—he expects to be embarrassed and overwhelmed. What he doesn't expect is to leave with a crush on the employee with captivating blue eyes.

and we can stay all day by trippedandfell (@trippedandfell) | 3k | Teen

“So let me get this straight,” Hen says, once she’s stopped laughing at him. “Your nerd crush-

“-Evan Buckley,” Eddie miserably interjects.

“Your nerd crush,” Hen repeats, waggling her eyebrows. At the kitchen table beside her, Chimney is grinning like Christmas just came early. “Read your drunk tweet and then sent you animal facts via DM?”

or: Buck's a zoologist. Eddie's pretty sure he's in love.

#Fics I love #Buddie #Eddie Diaz #Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley #911onfox #911 fan fiction #buddiefanfiction #Buddie fic #911 #911 fox #911 abc #911 on abc

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cleverwordsandotherstuffilike · 2 years ago

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In April 2016, Patton Oswalt's wife, Michelle McNamara passed away suddenly in her sleep. She was 46, and they had been married for 11 years.

Since then, Oswalt's comedy career has been on pause while he grieves, takes care of their daughter, and, remarkably, helps finish his wife's last book (I’ll Be Gone in the Dark), which was left nearly complete at the time of her death.

"Thanks for making depression look like the buzzing little bully it always was. Depression is the tallest kid in the 4th grade, dinging rubber bands off the back of your head and feeling safe on the playground, knowing that no teacher is coming to help you.

But grief? Grief is Jason Statham holding that 4th grade bully's head in a toilet and then fu**ing the teacher you've got a crush on in front of the class. Grief makes depression cower behind you and apologize for being such a di**.

If you spend 102 days completely focused on ONE thing you can achieve miracles. Make a film, write a novel, get MMA ripped, kick heroin, learn a language, travel around the world. Fall in love with someone. Get 'em to love you back.

But 102 days at the mercy of grief and loss feels like 102 years and you have sh** to show for it. You will not be physically healthier. You will not feel "wiser." You will not have 'closure.' You will not have 'perspective' or 'resilience' or 'a new sense of self.' You WILL have solid knowledge of fear, exhaustion and a new appreciation for the randomness and horror of the universe. And you'll also realize that 102 days is nothing but a warm-up for things to come."

"...You will have been shown new levels of humanity and grace and intelligence by your family and friends. They will show up for you, physically and emotionally, in ways which make you take careful note, and say to yourself, 'Make sure to try to do that for someone else someday.' Complete strangers will send you genuinely touching messages on Facebook and Twitter, or will somehow figure out your address to send you letters which you'll keep and re-read 'cause you can't believe how helpful they are. And, if you're a parent? You'll wish you were your kid's age, because the way they embrace despair and joy are at a purer level that you're going to have to reconnect with, to reach backwards through years of calcified cynicism and ironic detachment."

"… Michelle McNamara got yanked off the planet and out of life 102 days ago. She left behind an amazing unfinished book, about a horrific series of murders that everyone — including the retired homicide detectives she worked with — was sure she'd solve. The Golden State Killer. She gave him that name, in an article for Los Angeles Magazine. She was going to figure out the real name behind it.

She left Alice, her 7-year-old daughter. But not before putting the best parts of her into Alice, like beautiful music burned onto a CD and sent out into the void on a spaceship.And she left me. 102 days into this.I was face-down and frozen for weeks. It's 102 days later and I can confidently say I have reached a point where I'm crawling. Which, objectively, is an improvement.

Maybe 102 days later I'll be walking."

In April 2016, Patton Oswalt's wife, Michelle McNamara passed away suddenly in her sleep. She was 46, and they had been married for 11 years.

Since then, Oswalt's comedy career has been on pause while he grieves, takes care of their daughter, and, remarkably, helps finish his wife's last book, which was left nearly complete at the time of her death.

www.upworthy.com

Joseph DeAngelo was captured two years after her death.

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theultimatefan · 9 days ago

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Tyron Woodley First of 120 Elite MMA Athletes Selected in Inaugural Global Fight League Draft

Former world champion welterweight Tyron Woodley made history tonight as the first selection in the six team, 20 round inaugural Global Fight League (GFL) Draft, which took place virtually from Van Wagner Studios in Phoenix. Woodley was selected by Dubai manager Cain Velasquez and coach Javier Mendez, and was followed in the first round by lightweight Sage Northcutt (Los Angeles), middleweight Gegard Mousasi (London), heavyweight Junior Dos Santos (Miami), heavyweight Fabricio Werdum (São Paulo) and lightweight Kevin Lee (New York). London selected strawweight Josefine Knutsson in the third round, the first woman selected in the co-ed league and one of five women chosen in the first four rounds of the draft.

The new team-based MMA organization launching in April 2025 had its six teams: Dubai, London, Los Angeles, Miami, New York and São Paulo, complete their initial rosters during the three hour livestreamed event.

The complete draft list per round and by weight class can be seen at the following link:

Additional details for the league will be available in the weeks to come.

#mma #gfl #draft #tyron woodley

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gormandental · 2 months ago

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orionares · 3 years ago

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BTHB: Addiction/ Withdrawal

NCIS: Los Angeles

Trigger Warning: References to Addiction/ Withdrawal

@badthingshappenbingo

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Merriam Webster's dictionary describes 'withdrawal' as the syndrome of often painful physical and psychological symptoms that follow discontinuance of an addicting drug.

Marty Deeks has known this definition, memorized it from the age of 12.

By twelve, he'd seen more than his fair share of people suffering the physical and psychological symptoms.

The very nice man that worked at his mother's diner who'd staggered in one night in tears after relapsing.

The whispers between Sienna, a neighbor in their apartment building, and his mother about Sienna's son going to rehab.

His father's failed stint at sobriety and his behavior being twice as bad as him being drunk.

After Gordon John Brandel’s arrest and subsequent jailing, twelve year old Marty Deeks had wandered into a Los Angeles Public Library branch one afternoon to read up on alcoholism, addiction and the countless other terms he'd heard from social workers, police and gossipers.

A large textbook he had pulled down on his own listed a line that had terrified him.

Causes can include genetics

Questions had exploded in his mind.

Would he be an alcoholic like his father?

If he did, would he fail at going to rehab like Sienna's son?

Why did his father have to drink so much?

Why did he turn into something else?

Can people who turn into monsters like his father ever be good?

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September 2009

"LAPD!"

"Everybody on the ground! Hands up and on the ground!"

"Detective Deeks, you good?"

Right.

Detective Marty Deeks steps back from the table and his breath hitches at the sudden wave of heat in his cheeks. The warehouse, already hot as hell, starts to feel like an oven as his mind tries to register the name he hasn't been called in seven weeks.

Officer Kyle Yen , one of the few officers cordial with him, touches his shoulder gently. "You alright?"

I'm not Max. Max isn't real.

A voice yells from across the room, sounding muffled, "MAX! YOU SON OF A BITCH! YOU TRAITOR!"

Deeks shuts his eyes and blows out a puff of air through pursed lips. My name is Marty Deeks and I'm not Max. I'm not the man who-

Another voice belonging to the leader of the gang he's infiltrated breaks through his daze.

"Sure you gonna be a cop for much longer? Dunno 'bout that once LAPD hears what you did, Max."

"Need some air," Deeks croaks. He staggers towards the light peeking through the door. The fresh air unexpectedly churns his stomach, leaving him to hold in the need to vomit until he's past the police tape half a block away.

Max assaulted people. Max watched Anazi collect weapons to sell on the street. Not me…right?

He vomits until his stomach empties.

My name is Ma- Marty Deeks and I am not a criminal or like my father.

Deeks steps back and turns towards the warehouse, spying a line of perps being marched to a van. You did this for the city and now it's done, he weakly reminds himself, Max is gone.

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Breaking from being Max Gentry nearly eats him alive.

He's reminded of the steps of withdrawal from his trip to the library and the dozens of health classes taken during middle school, high school and university.

Symptoms are varied but may include fatigue, irritability, insomnia, anxiety….

Irritability sits with him for four weeks- he snaps at his mother more than warranted, his newly adopted dog and even the neighbors in his building. It's the same irritability he notes that his father had walked around the house with for days at a time.

Insomnia comes and goes in waves during the four week period after, the highs resulting in four or five hours of sleep to the lows of twenty or so hours without sleep.

And then the itch?

Missing the recklessness, the freedom to lean into the anger and the want to hit back?

It comes and goes in waves for five months until he's given an undercover job at an MMA gym where he meets a dark haired girl named Fern.

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March 2011

Fern tempers Max.

Even under the stress of being 'the temp' and the demand of being Max, the woman that has his heart tempers the recklessness and the temper of the undercover persona.

Coming down from Max still hurts though.

The next morning, Deeks sits in his truck, gripping the wheel and riding a new symptom that hadn't appeared the last time he was Max.

Paranoia.

How the hell are they going to look at me now?

Do they know what being Max does to me or care?

Deeks slides out of his truck and grips the strap of his shoulder bag tight enough to turn his knuckles white. He's slow to walk towards the Mission, heart racing the closer and closer he gets.

Do they know?

"Deeks, settle a bet!" Callen calls from the quad of desks. "Sam's not willing to admit that I kicked ass on the range-"

"'M staying out if it," Deeks mutters. He walks behind Sam's desk and drops his shoulder bag on his desk. Twenty four hours ago, Max would have scowled right back at Sam's annoyed expression and possibly snapped at the others for not even weighing in the possibility of his own score- higher than Kensi's and beating Callen by one point.

The itch burns on his left arm. He can feel elements of being Max bubble up again.

"What'd you get?" Kensi pipes suddenly. He meets her mismatched brown eyes and finds the same warmth that's kept him sane on the team. "You never told anyone-"

Callen bows to read aloud from his computer," I have them up….oh…oh. Deeks, you beat me."

Kensi smiles warmly, "And on a course we've had training on and you haven't. That's impressive."

Sam shifts in his chair, sighs and mutters weakly, "It's alright, I guess."

As close to a compliment as he can get from the ex- SEAL and the smiles from the two other agents settles the paranoia, the heat and the itch.

It's been awhile since he's gotten a compliment.

Maybe his partner and this team can end Max for good.

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For the next eleven years, the lines between being Marty Deeks and Max Gentry begin to blur.

Max's temper erupts when he sees the posed photo of Kensi lying dead in the desert.

No, Deeks reminds himself in the following days, weeks and years, You waterboarded another human being. You lost control.

The nightmares that follow, the ones he doesn't tell his Sunshine and Gunpowder, are about the what-ifs of him not finding the error of his ways.

When Sullivan kidnaps Kensi and Hetty's frequent need for secrets comes to light, he doesn't trust himself for over a month. So much that he sneaks one night and spars at a local gym until his knuckles bleed and his head throbs from a headache.

Silence comes, a detente of sorts, when he and his Sunshine and Gunpowder go all in. When they get married, survive her traumatic injury, his own traumatic injury and a wedding.

Max is nearly a distant memory when he surrenders his detective badge in March 2021.

The itch- all of it, he naively believes, are never to be seen again.

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April 2022

"You in, Max? Or are you out?"

Deeks eyes the small two pills in the outstretched palm in front of him. The offer comes from a hollowed eyed, scowling man known only by the rumored name of Dante “D.C” Castellano, the leader of the mercenary group of the Sons of Guardians. Due to an attempted murder of two contractors working on naval intelligence, infiltrating the group had fallen to the team’s investigator.

“Turns out the last recruit had crossed paths with a Max Gentry about thirteen years ago.”

He’d agreed reluctantly, this time donning a black North Face jacket and used scruffy jeans, as the leather jacket he’d used over a decade ago was donated to charity after Afghanistan. Kensi had read his trepidation and reminded him- “Max is just a role. You aren’t the same man from before, Baby.”

This is like having a sober man walk through a brewery.

“You walk in here like you own the place and expect a seat at the table,” D.C growls, “So what’s it going to be?”

Deeks recalls the same unbreakable rule that's followed him from the LAPD to NCIS- avoid taking any forms of narcotics while undercover. Especially if your handler can't pull you out.

Also known as- Don’t take shit that'll kill you. And really don't do it if no one can pull your ass out.

He shouldn’t take the pills. The Investigator knows this.

However, he’s Max again, the reckless, lone wolf fueled by a troubled childhood. And unlike Kensi’s reminder, Max hasn’t made the same peace with the demons that Marty Deeks has.

So he takes the pills from D.C’s hand and pops them in his mouth.

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OPS Center

Deeks is radio silent to the team for the final two weeks of the stint.

Radio silence terrifies Kensi Blye as it triggers the emotional scars of Mexico. Any silence from her expressive and talkative husband within the last three years triggers the familiar desperation that reddens her cheeks, ties knots in her stomach and spikes the temperature in the room.

PTSD. Both of them carry traces of their trauma with them, some entangled within them and some like Mexico, alone. She makes a mental reminder to book an appointment with Nate on things they need to share before becoming foster parents.

Support from her team, her family, becomes so overwhelming, so suffocating that she's desperate for any news good or bad by the end of the fourth week. As an agent, Kensi thrives in familiarity and the security of having some control in fixing a problem.

Not being able to lead a manhunt for her husband is killing her.

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"Agent Blye," Kensi answers to an unknown number on a midday afternoon exactly five weeks in. She's tired and irritable as she answers the call at her desk. A heavy, hoarse voice mutters something inaudible and now she's impatient.

"This is Special Agent Kensi Blye with NCIS. Who is this-"

"Fern. Help."

Kensi jumps to her feet at the pained, weak voice of Deeks. She freezes at the desperation and helplessness in her husband's voice. "Baby. Oh my God- where are you?"

"Dunno," Deeks slurs. "They…Had to…..h’d to…"

Kensi presses the phone against her ear as she sprints from the bullpen and up the stairs to the second level. "Didn't mean to do what, Deeks? Stay on the line and we'll find you-"

She hears something loud slam on his end and she halts in her tracks. "Deeks?" Kensi yells.

"Not…good..person….m’sorry" Deeks groans and Kensi hears another thump on his end. "Take them. 'M tired."

"I NEED SOMEONE !" Kensi yells out. She wraps an arm around her stomach and feels a lump in her throat. "We'll track you and we will find you. Just keep talking, Baby.”

Callen appears at the top of the stairs first with Roundtree on his heels. Kensi peels her eyes from the crack in the wall she’s been staring at and up to both men.

“It’s Deeks!” Her voice comes out as a choke, “He’s- someone track my phone please!”

On the phone, Deeks’ breathing becomes more and more labored. Kensi wracks her brain for any information on the case relating to drugs and local spots.

“Tell me what the name of the drug you took,” Kensi asks Deeks. She shuts her eyes and slides down until she’s sitting between the second and third stair from the top.

“Pill” He’s fading and she knows it. “Or’s it a Ji-Gi-”

Please, please. The agent prays as she asks, “Tell me anything outside that you see.”

“There’s-”

A loud thump, a louder thump than the others, echoes through his end of the line. Kensi reopens her eyes and finds that she can’t breathe.

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LAPD finds Deeks in Lincoln Heights.

Kensi races to Los Angeles County- USC Medical Center’s emergency room alone to find an emergency room nurse practitioner named Alyssa Devine waiting for her. Alyssa’s calm and collected as she leads Kensi past the seemingly endless bays to a corner room. She can hear him, her husband, sobbing softly even through the closed doors.

“What is happening to him?” Kensi whispers. Her eyes burn from the tears in her eyes.

“Agent Blye-” Alyssa says, “This must be terrifying for you to see-”

No shit, Kensi thinks. She watches Deeks turn his head towards a wall, eyes wide before re-shutting his eyes. “He had to take something . Is he- he looks sick-"

"We've taken blood to find out what he's ingested and should get answers within a few hours," Alyssa smiles warmly, which overwhelms Kensi. "When a loved one has taken a substance-"

"I have to see him," Kensi interrupts and before any protest from Alyssa, opens the door to the room and meets her husband's eyes.

He's absolutely heartbroken.

Weeks undercover has her husband thin and pale with dark shadows under his glistening eyes.

"I'm sorry," Deeks shuts his eyes again and turns his head away from her in disgrace. "I screwed up."

She takes a step closer, noting the tremors in his hand. "You said you took something?"

"I had to-"

Another step. "Baby, it's ok. I get it," Kensi replies, her voice softer than intended. "Do you know what you took?"

"Max."

"What?" Kensi watches Deeks stare out into space with tension on his forehead. He sniffs and continues, "You should say 'how much Max took' but it'd be a lie. Because I'm Max. There's no difference," Deeks whimpers. "I should have-"

Kensi slides on to the edge of the bed , remaining careful to give him space. "Deeks, you saved a lot of people. Callen and Roundtree are on their way to arrest the entire crew. When we go undercover, sometimes-"

He continues to fidget as if not registering any of her words. "It eats me alive, Kensi. Everytime! I should have said no. How-how can I be a dad-"

"Stop." Her voice is tough. "Look at me. Is Max loved?"

He blinks. "What?"

"Max- is he loved? Does he love? Did he do what others his age didn't do and survive FLETC?"

"N-no-"

"Does he cry every time at the end of Up and Inside Out? Does he volunteer with veterans with disabilities? Is he spending nights enhancing our nursery so that our little or big adoptee forever feels love? And most Importantly, is he the kindest, most empathic, funny man that you are? "

Deeks bows his head and she continues," You are all the things, making you a better man than your father. You did the job and recognize what happened. Most importantly, you aren't alone."

Deeks sighs. "No more Max,"

"I agree," Kensi reaches over and kisses his forehead. He melts into her touch and begins to sob quietly. She'll reach out to the Admiral and spend the following days speaking and supporting Deeks the best she and the team can. "Whatever you need."

#densi #marty deeks #ncis la #kensi blye #bad things happen bingo #bad things bingo #addiction

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humanuser0613 · 4 years ago

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ANOTHER EXPLORATORY POST - Tropical Astrology

Jungkook's Spouse and Jikook Potential

So after I watched Jimin's video I wanted to watch the rest of the members' videos. Here's JK's.

🚨This is just for FUN. And, as the video-maker indicated, accuracy is not guaranteed. 🚨

There are a few instances where I can see JM fits this description: JM was in a soccer club, Kendo, Taekwondo, his various dance classes, Chinese Martial Arts, a good student, class president...all of this sounds like a busy schedule to me. 😵‍💫 Now, after YouQuiz, we have the info that JM was sleeping 2 and a half hours a night and practicing so much before debut. We have also heard JK say that Jimin worked the hardest. He mentioned it in YouQuiz most recently.

Older ☑️ and JM was the member the others said you DID not want to make mad at you.

JM and JK have been known to go to the movies together and JK did say JM has taught him some games before. And this is a personal opinion, but it's a pretty independent move to decide to travel all over the world (especially if your partner stays home).

Jimin is known, in Korea, for his very pretty words and he's a Libra, a sign known for their diplomacy. And many of the members have said they feel like he could be a hyung to them because of how he takes care of them.

He's known for taking an interest in how his make up looks in the group (eye style), wanting to put make up on his dad, being fashionable, being attractive (they're all attractive), and you could say he's popular when it comes to his job as he's been top of the brand index for years now, and he was voted as the male idol that (35% voted) the female idols wanted waiting for them at the finish line for ISAC 2016.

This was just interesting so I wanted to include it. There's nothing to indicate that this has anything to do with JK's outlook on destiny, but it could just be interesting because it could fit into that frame of thinking.

I don't want to hear about JM being an attention seeker. He loves his job, he's a born performer, he does it very well, but he also manages to share the spotlight with 6 other people. How could Black Swan at MMA 2020 have happened if JM didn't know how to share the spotlight? JM and JK were both highlighted and complemented each other to achieve that amazing lift.

So when JK posts, JM will sometimes respond, the latest being that JK "is beyond human category" lol. He has been consistent in his attention to JK over the years...as so many of the people that think they're real can attest to. It isn't sporadic moments that get talked about, but how those moments form a pattern of consistent attention and partiality. JK and JM playing together in the background of Bangtan💣, when JM hugs JK, when they're boxing together, those could be moments of showing how much they care about each other.

Is it romantic to travel halfway across the globe for a birthday? JK has written that he think that JM is the same mental age as him, but then we also have the hyungs that say JM could be like a hyung to them sometimes. We know JM has mentioned that JK could protect him, but when they were in Los Angeles (AHL) and attempting to cross the street JM reached across JK to stop him from inching forward into the road on accident. He also has that protective streak inside for JK.

Now this bit of info...you could say that idol life is a very active life and BTS are basically always busy. JM has uploaded a few videos of JK working out while JM is....watching? Working out too? 🤔 But in terms of meeting, I do believe it was stated they met at the dorms. 🤷‍♀️

No matter who his future partner will be I wish them so much happiness together. ☺️💜

The video is about 4 and a half minutes long. It goes fast.

https://youtu.be/huQoN3Qf9pQ

This is all just for fun and as many videos that you can find that seem to indicate JM and JK could date each other, you'll find even more that indicate otherwise.

#astrology #jikook #jungkook

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mxaxwx · 5 years ago

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1-14-20

I’m in a furniture store with a few other people. Someone who works there is trying to find a “Scotch” brand couch in a color called something like “White Mandolin”. I join the search, determined to help find it. No one can find it. The customer, an elderly white man in a sweater, eventually finds something else that he likes (a maroon antique piece) and he leaves with that.

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I agree to work in a snack bar in a stadium during a Phil Collins concert. Instead of the snack bar where I’ll have a good view of the stage, like I’d thought, I’m sent to one off to the side where I won’t be able to see at all. I can hear him playing “I Don’t Care Anymore”.

Inside, I try to put orders together but don’t know what I’m doing. I use a small cylindrical fryer that I find on the floor, which has a little bit of oil in it and isn’t connected to anything, but it still seems to work. I pick it up and move it around and put french fries in it. I can’t seem to complete any of the orders. The last one is for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, which I attempt to make...

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I’m at a Jiu-Jitsu gym sparring with a very seasoned, high-level black belt—an older guy. I do fairly well, and at the end of it he starts to teach me about my top control. He includes the rest of the class and begins to teach everyone just as the timer goes off and class is over.

Afterward, a guy from class approaches me and tells me how the black belt treated me very well and uniquely. He says this jealously as if the teacher thinks that I’m special. This feels good.

One of the coaches from the gym comes in and asks me if I can go outside and collect the shopping carts in the parking lot and put them away.

I’m driving through a parking lot at night. I pass by a group of people who recognize me from comedy open mics around town and I drive away, not wanting them to see me. One of them chases me in his car and I drive quickly through the parking lot to escape him.

Eventually I stop and get out and run into a Wal-Mart, where he catches up with me in the lobby area up front. It’s Steve Martin.

I’m trying to put a food order together for professional MMA fighter Robbie Lawler. It takes a very long time. It’s a white mound of food and I try to carve “Lawler” into it, using the Los Angeles Dodgers-style “LA” for the first two letters. I think he’ll like this.

A young boy who knows him comes and tells me that he’s probably already left and won’t even notice that he hasn’t gotten his food. I keep trying anyway...

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(Vague)

I’m in a bathroom where I’ve been making daily displays of full-size 1950′s automobiles, which I’ve been putting in the bathtub, but they aren’t very popular and no one really sees them. Someone else in here mocks me for this...

Later, I’m out in a different area. A man touches what looks to be a body opened up for surgery and gets many invisible pins stuck into his hand from it. He is in pain...

I am outside. It is overcast. A train passes nearby and a large crate shows up. It may be for my brother (a 1950′s car perhaps?), who is somewhere nearby. I find him and we talk. He asks me some questions...

#dreams #phil collins #furniture #1950s cars

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Name: Athena Elizabeth Donovan Birthday: October 31, 1993 Hometown: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Career: Sports Journalist for the Los Angeles Kings Accent: Pittsburghese

Triggers: Drugs, Domestic Abuse, Shooting

Athena was born to two drug addicts that gave the child up for adoption as soon as she was born, leading her to be adopted by two doctors that were unable to have children.

From a young age, she showed signs of intelligence, learning to read and be able to do basic math at the age of four. When her parents signed her up for kindergarten, she was able to skip to second grade, becoming one of the smarter kids in her new class.

Easily, Athena graduated high school at the age of sixteen and went to UPenn to study Public Relations and Journalism. She graduated when she was twenty and moved to LA to get a job with the NHL to be in PR.

Always being curious about her biological family, Athena decided to look up her parents, finding out that they both overdosed not long after they gave the child up for adoption. It was something that hurt the woman, knowing that she would never be able to meet them.

As book smart as she is, she was never good with relationships. Once she moved to LA when she was twenty, she met a guy named Finn, who ended up being extremely abusive. After two years with him, Athena was able to escape and she was able to find her own place.

After finally settling into an apartment, Athena thought she was safe again until a few months ago in March of 2019. After hiding from Finn for three and a half years, he showed up at her door out of nowhere and shot her in the shoulder. Since then, she has been on the path to being fully healed as well as finding a new apartment with extreme paths of security while her ex is spending the rest of his life in jail.

Personality

Athena is highly intelligent, not really knowing how to tame it down. People tend to consider her a know it all, but she never tries to do it on purpose. (Consider her more of an Amy Santiago type intelligence)

She’s a huge reader and spends most of her free time with her nose in a book, which can make her awkward in social situations.

She’s extremely friendly, though and always wants to be there for people.

She is passionate about her job and loves working for the NHL as she grew up with season tickets to the Penguins games since she was a baby.

Due to the abuse she suffered from her ex, she tends to be weary of guys that she meets outside of work, keeping a wall up that only comes down when she is extremely drunk.

After getting shot, Athena has taken up boxing and MMA, it becoming one of her passions, along with hockey.

#about athena #*#bio #intro #inrintro

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Inktober 2019! The prompt was 'dragon'. As in: Enter the... When I was a teenager I began taking martial arts classes. Naturally, Bruce Lee was one of my heroes. I don't know if anybody I knew didn't think Bruce was just the best ever. I still think that. @inktober #inktober2019 #octoberchallenge #inktober #art #ink #drawing #illustration #sketchbook #draw #day11 #artwork #inktoberdday11 #instaart #inkart #artistsoninstagram #brucelee #martialarts #wingchun #kungfu #mma #jeetkunedo #boxing #karate #ufc #muaythai #kickboxing #jkd #fitness #wushu #hongkong #taekwondo #selfdefense #motivation #fight #legend #training #judo #enterthedragon #shawnvanbriesen (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3hTniogFTU/?igshid=1fb6my3080cah

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{ Ileana Riado | Biography }

general information.

full name: Ileana Destiny Isabella Riado

aliases: Leana, Bella[ mostly by her father; Bell Riado @deadbeatcentral or her other father Trey Riado ]

gender: female

age: 17

date of birth: November 19th - second generation so birth year is in the future

zodiac: Scorpio

religious beliefs: Christian Pagan[ like her father Trey Riado ]

sexual orientation: homoromantic demisexual

marital status: taken by: Jasmine Prince[@deadbeatcentral]

shipping status: CLOSED

physical attributes.

face claim: Luna Blaise

height: 5′5

build: slender toned

hair color: dark brown

eye color: chocolate brown

tattoos: none

piercings: triple lobe, industrial on left, tragus on right, several cartilage, nose

distinguishing features: her father’s eyes, loose curly dark hair, long eyelashes, thick eyebrows, her father’s jaw

outfit/clothing style: dark clothes, dark washed jeans, black tops, spiritual jewelry, fingerless gloves, deep shades of colors when she wears them, black summer dresses, combat boots, silver rings

background information.

place of birth: Los Angeles, CA - alternatively Sugar Pine Cove, CA

hometown: Los Angeles, CA - alternatively Sugar Pine Cove, CA

current residence: verse dependent

spoken languages: English, Spanish, American Sign, Latin

financial status: Upper Middle Class

education level: High School Graduate - Diploma - awarded at age 16 for Ileana’s exceptional work and intelligence - currently working on - BA - Music && Religious Studies

occupation: verse dependent usually student/barista

familial information.

mother: Aurora Nystrom[alive]

father: Bellamy Riado[alive][@deadbeatcentral] && Trey Riado[alive]

sibling[s]: Jose Riado[alive], Jada Riado[alive][@deadbeatcentral], Tia Riado[alive], Sergio Riado[alive][@deadbeatcentral]; Deandre Riado[alive], Carmen Riado[alive][@deadbeatcentral]

spouse: future: Jasmine Prince[@deadbeatcentral]

children: tbd

pet[s]: a savannah cat named Nyx

personality.

personality type: introvert

character labels: the Mystic, the Old Soul, the Fighter, the Boss, the Snark, the Independent, the Deep Thinker, the Jack of All Trades, the Creative, the Enigma, the Reserved

trademarks: quick wit, no bullshit attitude, spitting image of her father Bellamy, extreme sass, long dark hair, her ability to hold her own, refusing to be told what to do, a secret smile she reserves for her fathers, her unparalleled imagination, her spirituality, her depth, wise beyond her years, keeping others guessing, softer than she looks

positive traits: fearlessness, daring, independence, intellectual, active, wise, ambitious, benevolent, dedicated, intuitive, hardworking, humble, responsible, romantic, eloquent, sophisticated

negative traits: challenging, stubborn, mistrusting, unforgiving, perfectionist, aggressive when she needs to be, domineering, deeply emotional/burying those emotions, outspoken, intense, reserved, proud, abrasive, competitive, quirky, obsessive, insecure

fears: losing either of her fathers; particularly Bellamy due to his epilepsy, not meeting her potential, the unknown

hobbies: reading, journaling, board sports[skating, surfing, snowboarding], hiking, tinkering, learning/studying, honing her craft/learning from her father && grandmother, stargazing

skills: dancing[hiphop, jazz, lyrical, theatrical], singing/songwriting[voice/skillsclaim:luna blaise], street art, precision driving, mechanical skills, herbalism, card reading, oil mixing, MMA, boxing, advanced computer skills/coding/hacking

likes: singing wherever she goes, magic/witchcraft/spirituality, when her father’s call her Bella, proving others wrong/about herself, protecting her siblings even though she’s the youngest, girls, being innovative, palo santo, bathing in moonlight, keeping a balance of light && dark, keeping busy/working toward her goals, sunflowers, her grandparents, creating, being out in nature, getting lost in a crowd with her headphones blaring

dislikes: the rare fight she can’t win, feeling heavy, people underestimating her, empathic stress, getting sick/severe illnesses like her father’s, failing, fake scented things, people who she can’t trust, being misunderstood, closed minded individuals, hatred of any kind, feeling suffocated, laziness, getting emotionally overwhelmed, nightmares/night terrors, when the sky is too cloudy to see the stars/moon

moral alignment: tbd

mbti: xxxx

enneagram: tbd

temperament: tbd

#indie rp #indie oc rp #indie fandomless rp #indie multifandom rp #muse: ileana #about: ileana #face: ileana #indie multimuse rp #bios: ileana #bios: all #muse biography

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theultimatefan · 17 days ago

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Global Fight League Unveils Six Inaugural Cities, Marquee Team Managers and Coaches, MMA Legends

The Global Fight League (GFL) is proud to announce the six cities that will serve as the foundation for its inaugural season, along with a roster of world-class team managers, coaches, and the next wave of notable draft eligible-athletes. The first-ever GFL Draft will be held in Phoenix, Arizona, and streamed live on Friday, January 24, 2025 at 8 pm EST. Details on where and how to watch will be announced in the coming days.

Six Inaugural Cities and Legendary Leadership

The inaugural GFL cities and their leadership teams represent a convergence of MMA’s past, present, and future:

Los Angeles: Known as a hub and home for world-class gyms and athletes, this city will be led by Manager Wanderlei Silva and Coach Rafael Cordeiro, a legendary duo synonymous with Brazilian MMA excellence.

New York: Home to the most sports fans in the world, New York embodies history and grit. Led by legendary Coach Ray Longo, renowned for training champions, the team’s manager will be announced soon.

Miami: Where cultural vibrancy meets fight tradition, Miami thrives under Manager Thiago Alves and Coach Conan Silveira, icons of Brazilian and American MMA with roots in the legendary American Top Team.

São Paulo: São Paulo embodies the rich heritage of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and Vale Tudo—the very foundations of modern MMA—guided by former champion Manager Lyoto Machida and legendary Coach André Pederneiras, who has shaped many of the sport’s most iconic athletes.

London: Europe’s combat sports capital, London combines tradition and innovation under the leadership of Manager Luke Barnatt and Coach Carl Prince, who bring local and international expertise.

Dubai: The rising fight capital of the world, Dubai brings global prestige to the league with Manager Cain Velasquez and Coach Javier Mendez, two legends with a proven track record of creating champions.

Deep, Talented, and Championship Caliber Athlete Draft Pool

The GFL Draft pool is stacked with talent, highlighting a blend of MMA legends and emerging stars. New confirmed names include:

Mauricio “Shogun” Rua

Yoel Romero

Chad Mendes

Renan Barao

Douglas Lima

Ovince Saint Preux

Todd Duffee

Additional athletes will be revealed in the days leading up to the Draft, promising a competitive lineup that spans continents and showcases the league’s global reach. Live Draft Event: January 24, 2025

The first-ever GFL Draft will take place live on January 24, 2025, setting the stage for an innovative team-based competition model in MMA. Managers and coaches will select athletes to represent their cities, creating rosters that blend veteran expertise with emerging talent.

“This league is built on respect for the sport’s history and a vision for its future,” said Darren Owen, GFL Commissioner. “Our cities, managers, and coaches reflect the very best of MMA, and our draft will kick off an unforgettable first season.”

#mma

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allnewalldifferentwildspider · 6 years ago

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Wild Spider Story Arc 5

I’m going to try to plan out one more story arc before writing everything up for reals. I might not get to it as quickly as I would like since new things have come to light and I want to get to those first. But I still want to do it. It’s fun. It’s something creative I could do and I have many ideas for storylines. This is actually inspired by a very early Spider-Man story, “A Guy Named Joe.”

Wild Spider: Stone Faced Pitbull

The story begins with Flynn at the gym finishing a class. He notices a crowd around the MMA practice ring. A guy named Joe says he wants to be the next big MMA star. He spars with another fighter only to get knocked out in the first hit. Flynn and his friend help Joe out. Another man who says he’s Joe’s manager tells Joe to quit MMA and go into acting. He’s already got him a job in a sci-fi movie. Joe reluctantly agrees.

The next night, Joe leaves the movie set depressed. The sci-fi movie is very low budget and his role is as an extra. They didn’t even care that he kept the costume on when he left. As he walks home, Joe is jumped by a few gangsters. He can’t fight them off and is saved by Wild Spider. The police arrive when Wild Spider leaves.

The next day, a video has gone viral that looks like Joe beat up the gangsters in his sci-fi costume. Joe’s manager uses this as an opportunity to promote Joe as a superhero actor. Joe is glad he’s finally being respected as a tough guy, and Flynn let’s him have his moment. However, one of the gangsters in the video was one of Tombstone’s enforcers. Tombstone sees the video and demands that Joe be brought to him.

On patrol, Wild Spider is on the phone with Kate. He tells her that he’s not an actually superhero nor does he have powers. He voices his concerns about the viral video, but she brushes him off. Wild Spider sees Joe being abducted from a movie set and follows him. Joe is taken to a fight club ran by Tombstone. Tombstone explains how he plans to get an edge over the other crime lords by uniting all the lesser street gangs. Anyone who hasn’t agreed to join him has been beaten in hand to hand combat. Tombstone wants the city’s best fighters in his corner. He wants to see how strong Joe is by putting him up against another fighter called Pitbull. Joe loses, but before he can be killed, Wild Spider steps in. He tells Tombstone that if he beats Pitbull, Wild Spider will take Joe and they leave peacefully. If Wild Spider loses, Tombstone kills them both. Tombstone says it has to be hand to hand only. If Wild Spider uses webbing, they’ll shoot Joe. Wild Spider defeats Pitbull. Tombstone offers Wild Spider a place in his gang, but Wild Spider declines. Tombstone keeps his word and lets the two go freely.

Some time later, Flynn hears that Joe has moved to Los Angeles. The story ends with Flynn thinking about how each crime lord wants to make their own rules for the city. He decides if he wants to take them down, he’ll need resources of his own.

#Wild Spider #my oc #my oc story #spidersona #into the spider verse

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