#oah hello my heart :)

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Izuku

[raggedy-dxctor]

Aaa hello!!! Ok ok what if, apart from Lucius's sketching being one of his talents, there's also reader who's speciality is art and they do it a lot whenever they're not busy with main responsibilities/tasks? Like they draw in their free time/for observation purposes/ for something specific Stede requested etc

SO yeah they generally draw portraits and sketches of the crew in general but what if, a little while after Izzy is introduced they feel like observing him and therefore drawing him a bunch.

How would it go if one of their first interactions with Izzy was him to catch them looking at him with their sketchbook in their hands? (Bonus points if it was soon after the delightful event of Izzy experiencing Lucius's idea of sketching)

Izzy Hands x artist!reader headcanons

pairing(s): izzy hands x gn!reader

the first time he ever saw you, you and lucius were looking eachother's art, stede encouraged the two of you to as an ice breaker to helo you get to know a few members of the crew a bit better (of course lucius has to skim over the crude ones, per stede's request)

he's honestly your biggest fan before he even knows what your art looks like

he always makes an effort to bump into you when you have your sketchbook out

really likes to watch you draw, like ed asks you to draw him for a blackbeard poster izzy will just sit and watch you from afar

one time he catches you stari g at him and just tilts his head at you slightly, confused as yojr face pales and your eyes snap away, slamming your sketchbook shut and scuttling off

one time he works up the courage to actually talk to you and ask to look at your art

you sheepishly sit down wih him and let him scan through your book and he just stumbles upon an entire double oahe spread dedicated to him and he just. feels his heart stop and he just blushes slightly

he's so fascinated by the way you portray him like. he's not angry in a single one, he's caught in a moment of peace in every potrait, in one he even has a small smile? he's staring off into the distance, at something unknown to anyone except you. he just kinda goes bright red at the thought of you watching him intently and sketching him, deeming him so important that he got an entire double page soread

"you've..... drawn me?" he asked kinda sheepishly, holding back a small grin as he fondly looks at you. he's so incredibly careful and soft spoken as he looks back and runs his finger over the page, tracing the his own face with his finger. "you're fun to draw, mr hands" and he just? dies.

i feel like after this he'd try his hardest to learn how to draw so he can return the sentiment, he's not like the greatest at it but he improves super fast and it's the thought that counts. he sheepishly slides them under your door on the morning of your two week anniversary on the ship. "i wanted to return rhe sentiment so, to my dear y/n, i'm still learning, but here's my attempt at drawing your lovely smiles - izzy x" and they're some of the sweetest and purest drawings ever. like they capture every single moment of happiness in such great detail that you just tear up

you hug him for the first time that day, he's caught so iff guard that he stumbles back and trips over his own meet, landing straight on the deck, lucius bursts out laughing and takes the opportunity to sketch the two of you in that exact position, vowing to give it to the two of you on the day of your wedding (if you're comfortable with marriage of course, if not he gives it to you on your 3 year anniversary.

he confesses his love to you with a portrait of you too, it's one of the best sketches you've ever seen from him and nearly a year on from the day he started because he discovered your drawings of him

at the end of the da, you're his piece of art, his treasure, the perfect portrait that he could never tear his eyes away from

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"Where is mommy?”  Will tucked Owen into bed.  “She’s still at work, bud. She’ll be home soon.”  “Is my little sister there yet?”  Will’s heart broke into a million little pieces.  “No Owen. She isn’t. When she is, you’ll know it.”  He read the 5 year old a bedtime story. After closing Owen’s chamber door, Will dropped down on the couch. He missed his wife.  He missed their daughter too, and she wasn’t even born yet. The doorbell sounded. If something had come up, Jay would have called before getting to his front door.  When he peaked through the peaking hole, he saw Maggie.  “Maggie?”  “Jay called me and told me everything. Miss Goodwin gave me off for as long as needed.”  She hugged him tightly.  “I know Jay sended you home. I’m not gonna leave you alone Will. Not now.”  Will just stared to the empty space in front of him.  “Come. I’ll make you something to eat.”  Maggie led herself in, pushed Will on the couch and started to make Will something to eat in the kitchen. 

“Good morning my loves! It is harvest day.”  Screaming was what made Natalie wake up.  “Who are the lucky ones today? We have wanting customers waiting for us!”  Sleepy faces all around her. By getting one look from the girl in the cage next to her, Natalie knew she had to keep her head down. That was all she could do at the moment to protect herself and the baby.  At the end of the hallway, one of the cages got opened.  “Thirty nine weeks. Perfect.”  “No, no, please... No! NOO! LET ME GO, LET ME GO!”  A door fell shut. The screams had stopped.  “What is this place?” Natalie whispered to the girl in the cage next to her.  “And don’t give me hell. I want to know.”  “How are you not absolutely terrified right now? That man... He’s... I’ve seen three go already. They never come back.” “But-”  “He hasn’t given you your initiation yet. You’ll see for yourself.” 

Antonio’s CI had been the useful one. He had tipped him off with the rumor on the streets that there was a new man in town, who helped rich couples out in their time of... Need.  Rich couples who were unable of having children themselves could contact this man and he would grant them their wish for the right prise. Unfortunately for the team, the CI had only been willing to tell them about the rumor of this man and his services going around. He had claimed to know nothing else.  “So we’re having two different options right now. We find the way of contacting him and set up two of our people as a family looking for his help, or we find a family that has already gotten his help.”  “Sarge, getting one of those families to talk, or even stand finding them is gonna be a hell of a job. If those families are as rich as Antonio his CI claims to be-”  “Don’t take me for an idiot, Ruzek,” Voight responded. “I’ve thought about that myself. I’m going to work a lead first. If that doesn’t work, we’re gonna put you and Upton up as a fake family.”  Ruzek and Antonio exchanged a look.  “Sarge-”  “Not now Halstead!” Voight barked. “Take this from me, it’s for the best you don’t know what I’m about to go do next.” 

“Thanks for calling.”  Jay had given Will a call about the progress they were making. What his little brother had told him filled him with absolute disgust. He usually had a strong stomach, but this...  “Will? Will, what did he say?” Maggie had stayed the night and had mostly spend her time with Will, talking. He hadn’t been able to get to sleep anyway.  “Will-?” Will had just been staring in empty space for a few seconds. He made it to the bathroom just in time so he could throw up.  “Will? Will, talk to me.”  Maggie stood in the door opening when Will sat back at the cold bathroom tiles.  “He... He sells them.”  “What?”  “He lets rich families pay a shit load of money and sells them the babies.” 

                                                         * 

What Hank was about to do next, was pay deputy-superintendent Brennan a visit. The situation was delicate and Hank knew that if he would play this the wrong way, it would cost his team more than just their heads.  “Hank, come in. I heard about the case you’re working. One of your detectives is involved right?”  “His sister in law, actually.”  “Now, tell me what it is you want. I want this case solved as fast as possible.”  “That is exactly why I am here,” Voight answered. “You see, Katherine, this case points us to rich families in Chicago, families with influence. Usually, I would do this my way, but you know me. Being sloppy when kids are involved is not my style. But to get back to the point, we all know what happens when I start digging into families with influence. People get mad.”  “What do you need from me?”  Katherine Brennan was a cunning woman, good and smart at her work, but even she had a weak spot for these kind of cases.  “You have more influence in that department than me. I know that you’re a businesswoman Brennan, every action has its price, but for this once, I ask you...  I have a detective who’s sister in law has been taken. She should be 37 weeks pregnant by now. Has a little boy at home, 5 years old. Even if it’s just for his sake-” “Hank, I know we haven’t always been on the same line, but even I have my limits. I’ll put pressure where it’s necessary. You’ll hear as soon as possible from me.” 

“Pffffff... Oah.”  Her contractions had come back. Something in her told her this weren’t her ordinary Braxton Hicks contractions. The door opened. The man- whatever he had been doing, he was done with it. The taken girl had not returned. To make things worse, he was heading straight for her.  Another contraction hit.  Keep it in, keep it in, you’re going to keep your friggin mouth shut. “You’re my newest price. Hello. I’m sorry I haven’t introduced myself yet. It was the first part of our harvest which needed to be completed first. Such a beauty you are.”  Still no more contractions. That was good. “You’re not an ignorant one. You know what’s going here. It makes you fierce, a good trade  I like to see in my merchandise. You will know me as the trader, by the way. Inside you, there is beautiful merchandise which I will trade for tons of riches. Do you have anything to say about that?”  Natalie didn’t give him an answer.  “Very well then.”  He turned around to the other cages. “The following one is up for the harvest, my loves!”  When the following girl started to scream, Natalie let out a moan of pain. The girl in the cage next to her heard it.  “You’re not telling me that you’re choosing this moment to go into labor.”  “Well, I didn’t exactly choose it,” she hissed back. Feeling another contraction coming up, fear tried to take a grip of her.  “Shut up. Shut up shut up shut up. You’re gonna be fine. You’re gonna be just fine.”

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EDH Deck Tech: Phelddagrif Group Hug

[you can see every deck tech here]

Hello & welcome to this weekly deck tech! This week we’re doing something very very special and very close to my heart, we’re talking about Phelddagrif! The commander that gives your opponents some life, some hippo tokens, and some card draw!

Over the past few years I’ve talked a lot about this card and the archetype Group Hug but I never actually wrote a deck tech about it so today this is going to change. For those who don’t know the archetype, Group Hug is all about helping everyone at the table through various methods. Now I don’t claim to be the Group Hug expert, but I’ve been playing this deck for many many years and got the chance to try about every possible card that could fit to know what works and what doesn’t, for example I think cards like Braids Conjurer Adept, Hypergenesis, Oath of Druids & Tempting Wurm (cards that let every player play some cards for free are not great ideas...from my experience instead of “helping” the players it usually gives a window for 1 of them to win the game, which makes things less fun for everyone else, so I avoid those kind of cards. If you like them though go ahead and play them, they are very Group Hug for sure! In any case, what follows is a deck tech of the version I’m playing at the moment and what I feel is the most fun version of the deck, I hope you guys enjoy it!

Ramping Up

Let’s start with something kind of boring: ramp. I see too many decks out there focused on strategy too much that they don’t include ramp or mana fixing, which often leads to clunky plays & unstable mana base. If you’re playing green you need to make some space for some ramp it really helps any deck. What I’m running is Rampant Growth, Sakura-Tribe Elder, Farseek, Cultivate, Kodama’s Reach & Explosive Vegetation. Those cards really ensure you can accelerate your game plan and have a smooth curve.

Mana Rocks

Another good way to fix your mana and ramp up are mana rocks. In the same way as you should play ramp in green decks, in ANY decks you need to play some mana rocks, ALWAYS. I feel like the best ones to run are Chromatic Lantern, Azorius Signet, Selesnya Signet & Simic Signet. You could play more, but with these plus the ramp spells it feels like enough.

Recursion

I think this is a personal preference, but I feel that if you’re playing green decks you need some amount of graveyard recursion, and honestly it’s REALLY useful in this deck. Having ways of bringing back certain cards to reuse them can be massive, or at the very least, pretty useful. I’m running Reclaim, Eternal Witness, Skullwinder, Noxious Revival & Regrowth. I used to play more but it felt a bit like an overkill. Those cards are really good to bring back whatever card you had that was dealt with, or just to reuse something that might be useful.

Pillowfort

Now this is a very common theme you’ll see among Group Hug decks, one that I’ve neglected a little but still appreciate in the deck. The idea is that with these kind of effects people will avoid attacking you, which gives you more time to do your things. What I found was that the amount of help you’re providing to your opponents, a) they will instinctively not attack you because you benefit them, and b) often they’ll have enough mana to attack you anyways. I still feel like it’s important to run a few Pillowfort effects to protect yourself in the early game like Ghostly Prison, Propaganda & Collective Restraint. There are other options but I personally don’t run more.

Removal

Every deck needs some answers and playing Group Hug doesn’t change that; the difference is that here you can run removal that gives your opponent some compensation, so they’ll feel less bad about what happened. I honestly love those removal spells because they tend to be cheaper because of the drawback, and they give your opponents some neat stuff! I’m running Curse of the Swine, Path to Exile, Swords to Plowshare, Condemn, Oblation, Beast Within, Pongify, Rapid Hybridization & Reality Shift. These cards let you prevent someone from taking too much advantage from your kindness, so that every player can have fun.

Other Answers

Not every game-breaking card is a permanent, so in cases where you need to stop a player from doing something un-fun before it resolves, you need some counterspells. Personally, I run Swan Song & Arcane Denial. You could run more, but from my experience you don’t need them often, so just a couple if often fine.

Mana For Everyone

NOW we’re getting to the heart of the deck, this is what it’s about! The deck wants everyone to have fun and play some magic; a good way to do that is ensuring everyone has access to lots of mana (though I avoid mana-doubling effect because I’ve come to realize it often breaks the game and lets a player win on the spot...). So I’m running Collective Voyage, Magus of the Vineyard, Veteran Explorer, Borderland Explorer, Jungle Wayfinder, Shizuko Caller of Autumn, New Frontiers, Pir’s Whim, Tempt With Discovery, Oah of Lieges & Eladamri’s Vineyard. With all these cards, everyone will have plenty of mana to do whatever they feel like and have a good time.

Cards For Everyone

Another big part of the deck is making sure everyone draws as many cards as possible, so that they always have something to play with all the mana they have. You can achieve that with burst of card draws, or through constant card drawing, via different cards/effects. In this deck I’m running Minds Aglow, Prosperity, Dakra Mystic, Kami of the Crescent Moon, Heartwood Storyteller, Walking Archive, Anvil of Bogardan, Howling Mine, Horn of Greed, Temple Bell, Font of Mythos, Ghirapur Orrery (granted the card draw isn’t often a possibility, but the extra land/turn is really helpful), Otherworld Atlas, Standstill, Dictate of Kruphix & Rites of Flourishing. With all those cards, your opponents will be drawing tons of cards and will be able to play whatever they want.

Life For Everyone

Something that really bothers me is that there not a lot of life-gain cards that affect everyone...like I really hope one day we get a card like Collective Voyage or Minds Aglow where everyone may pay mana and then every players gets twice the total of mana spent or something like that...anyways, we need to work with what we have so I’m playing Temporary Truce, Truce & Arbiter of Knollridge, plus I need to try out Reward the Faithful in the deck to see if it works well, since it seems situational. There isn’t much, but those little life gain spells can be pretty useful to help out your opponents stay alive.

Other Effects

There’s some other cards that are useful to the deck but have effects that don’t really fit in the other categories. Stuff like Alliance of Arms, which can give a huge amount of tokens to all your opponents; Constant Mists, which can keep people alive for a VERY LONG TIME; or Noble Benefactor, which lets everyone fetch for any card when it dies. Those cards are more than welcome in this deck and really makes for a fun time.

Mana Base

I don’t always talk about the mana base since it’s often up to the user, but since this is my deck I thought it’d be important to talk about it. First of all, Forbidden Orchard is a must, it gives your opponents some neat tokens which is always helpful! For the rest of the lands I play a few fetches like Evolving Wilds, Terramorphic Expanse, Bant Panorama, Myriad Landscape & Thawing Glaciers, to really smooth out my mana fixing and thin out the deck, plus a Reliquary Tower to prevent having to discard to hand size. Oh, and pretty important, I run 30 basic lands (10 of each); this might sound like a lot for a 3-colour deck, but trust me, with the amount of fetch/ramp the deck does, you WILL run out of basic lands VERY fast, and honestly even with 30 I still run out every now and then, I wouldn’t go under that amount.

Wrap-Up

That’s it for this deck tech! I hope you guys enjoyed this as much as I did, because this deck is very dear to me; I’ve been playing it for many years now and it’s always so much fun to play! You might have noticed that there isn’t really any win condition in the deck, and that’s normal; this deck is not made to win, it’s made to enhance the experience of other players, to use their deck to their full potential. If you really want to you can probably win via commander damage, or force a draw with a massive Prosperity, but the point of the deck is not to win by any stretch, just to sit back and have a good time with your friends. If I missed anything please let me know. I’ll see you guys next week for a pretty special deck tech!

[the-zodiacs-written-in-the-stars]

Chapter 9: James Saint John

Jamie was tired. To the bone tired, not just didn't sleep well tired. Being a superhero was more exhausting than cartoons had made it look. Especially when one had to keep up appearance for the private, secret identity. But Ally, Andy and Jessie could absolutely under no circumstances be pulled into whatever this mess was. Jamie had always been the big brother, protecting his little sister – and now he was also a father. Ally and Andy would only worry about him.

“You look sad”, hummed Leo and nudged Jamie's face.

Honestly, the over-sized kitten was absolutely adorable. Jamie smiled faintly and wrapped an arm around the lion cub, pulling him closer. Leo started purring and pawing at the pillow, rolling over to bare his soft, light-red belly. Whenever Leo was not actively on fire, he was very cuddly.

“It's just... stressful”, sighed Jamie absentmindedly. “And now, with the new guys popping up... Aquarius, Taurus, Sagittarius, Cancer... They've been all over the news lately.”

“And you're worried”, noted Leo, ears twitching adorably.

Jamie smiled faintly and traced the Leo-symbol on the lion's forehead, causing Leo to bump his head up into the caress. “I just... When Libra first showed up, I thought we could trust her... and it nearly cost me my life. I can not be that careless again, Leo.”

“You're right”, agreed Leo worried.

“But... why can't we? I mean, why would one of you turn their back on the rest?”, asked Jamie. “I just... I can't figure it out. Why would they turn evil.”

Leo made a curious noise as he rolled over to look Jamie in the eyes. “It's not that they're evil. It... the whole thing isn't black and white, Jamie. Who knows who got to them first before we did? It's about territory, about control. It... It's complicated.”

“What territory?”, asked Jamie confused. “California?”

“Bigger”, chuckled Leo, nosing Jamie's cheek. “We're aliens, Jamie. The planets aside from Earth do have a bit more going on. Territories all over the stars and moons.”

“Magic in the stars”, whispered Jamie with a note of longing in his voice. “But why Earth?”

“Earth is... wanted. It's neutral territory, it's a primitive planet – no offense. But you don't have galactic travels, you don't have magic. You're... a baby-planet and while most agree that Earth needs to be kept out of the loop until it's ready to venture out into the galaxy themselves, some planets think that it means the primitive planet should be claimed and used as a... colony, essentially. But other planets, mine included, think that Earth needs to be protected, given the chance to grow on its own. The Zodiacs, we're kind of... a protective force, sent to protect Earth from alien threats and meant to cover the tracks so humans don't learn the truth. Hence the tales of gods and goddesses.”

Leo crawled on top of Jamie, sprawling out on his chest and pawing at him so Jamie would continue cuddling him. “We twelve are meant to protect the Earth, but sometimes... things fall apart. We've been doing it for so long. Sometimes... I don't know what's going through Libra's head.”

“Libra's your friend?”, asked Jamie gently, scratching Leo behind his ear.

Leo closed his eyes and purred as he leaned into the touch. “Of course. We've been comrades for so many millennia now... We've been on so many missions together. I... I really don't wanna fight him. Or any of the others. And I really hate the tension of not knowing who I can trust...”

Sighing, Jamie wrapped his arms around Leo and hugged the lion-cub close.

~*~

“I'm going to the store. Anyone need anything that's not on the shopping list yet?”

Jamie raised both eyebrows as he poked his head into the living room. Ally and Andy were playing Mario Kart and accusing each other of cheating, while Jessie was... dead? Judging by the uncomfortable angle in which she was sprawled out on the couch, not moving. Which wasn't entirely unusual after a long shift. Being the loving brother he was, he threw a pillow at her.

“Urgh. What?”, grunted Jessie, clutching the pillow.

“Store. You need anything?”, asked Jamie and rolled his eyes.

“Yogurt?”, asked Jessie slowly. “Yeah. Yogurt.”

“Candy”, called Andy out. “And chocolate.”

“I'm good. Unlike other people, I put what I need on the shopping list”, grunted Ally.

Andy huffed and mimicked Ally, earning himself a gentle jab in the ribs. Rolling his eyes fondly, Jamie grabbed his dark-red leather-jacket and left the apartment. Babs was working and Jamie felt like doing something very, very normal again for a change. Somehow lately his life had been far too hectic. So doing their weekly shopping sounded like a nice change of pace. There was a nice deli just around the corner. He would just go there, get everything from their list and--

“Ah!”

...Never mind. Heaving a sigh, Jamie turned toward the source of the screams. People were running down the streets and, not really surprisingly, there stood the Hydra. A mighty beast with dark-red scales and five heads, roaring. The first time Jamie had seen her, he had been in awe, had been thrown back to his childhood and Disney's Hercules. Now, after having been battling it for two months, it grew a little stale if he was being honest.

“Leo”, whispered Jamie. “We're gonna take a little detour, okay?”

The red pearl on his necklace glowed in response. Walking around the corner into a back-alley, Jamie transformed. He straightened the hood of his costume before charging sword-first at the monster. Well. Monster. At its core, it was an alien fused with a human, so Jamie had to be careful.

“Come on, big H, we've already danced this routine. Why don't we just cut it short and you quit?”

“Le—eo”, hissed one of the heads.

“Little lion snack”, snarled another head.

“Actually, I'm the big lion. Leo Major. Not Leo Minor. There's a difference. Let me show you.”

With that, he charged ahead and aimed for the Hydra's heart. Only that Jamie, as a fire-user, was a horrible match-up for the water-spewing Hydra. The sword glowed as it singed the Hydra's skin. The beast snarled and swatted at Jamie. With Babs at his side, he'd have someone to have his back, but instead... instead Jamie took the claws to the back. In the end, he wasn't a well-trained Chosen One. He was just a dumb kid from Dublin who'd only been training for two months.

“Wo—oah. Watch out, Leo!”, called a blue-clad guy – one of the new... heroes – out.

That was the last thing Jamie saw and heard before he hit his head and went out.

~*~

Jamie's head was fuzzy when he woke up. The ceiling he stared up at was not his own. Frowning, he turned a little. It was a bedroom, but not a bedroom he had ever been in before. Bedroom however was good, because if the bad guys had captured him, he'd probably be tied-up in some dungeon or something. The walls were a warm yellow, while the bed-sheets were dark-blue. It looked nice, expensive and also very cleaned-up.

“You're awake. He's awake. Mattie! He's awake!”

Frown deepening, Jamie looked at the very excited Mike Maguire in the doorway. Like a happy puppy, only missing the wagging tail. Jamie shook his head. Wait. Why was he in Mike and Matt's... bedroom? Was that where he was? But the last thing Jamie remembered was a fight... He had been in his superhero-get-up, fighting the Hydra. With wide eyes did Jamie frantically touch his face, to make sure he was wearing his mask. He was. Confusing steadily raising, he looked down at himself. He was wearing his costume. So what was he doing in their bedroom?

“Hello, Leo. Mister Leo?”, tried Mike. “Uhm. You're probably confused. We found you, in an alley. Unconscious. Since none of your partners were around, we... we couldn't just let you lay there. I'm Mike, Michael Maguire, I'm a cop – so I'm one of the good guys too. And this here is my fiance. Matteo di Girasole. Look, he's awake.”

“I... I can see that, amore”, chuckled Matt fondly, kissing Mike's cheek before he turned toward Jamie. “Hello. We don't mean you any harm. We just found you and couldn't leave you laying there. We called a friend of ours, a doctor. Who... Wait just a second...”

Matt left the room again and Jamie used that opportunity to sit up some. He groaned at the ache in his... body. Narrowing it down further seemed not possible at this moment. Instantly, Mike was at his side with concerned eyes. It was kind of odd, seeing them like this. They were behaving so differently from how he was used to. Then again, they didn't know it was him.

“You okay? I mean, of course not, you got slapped around by a giant lizard”, grunted Mike. “But, uh, what hurts exactly? Just, wait a moment, my fiance is getting the doctor.”

“You like saying that”, accused Jamie softly. “Fiance.”

“Uh. Yeah”, admitted Mike with a slight blush. “Is it that obvious? It's only been not even half a year and I dunno, I really like the sound of it, I guess.”

“It's... cute. You love him a lot, huh?”, asked Jamie fondly.

“Ye—eah”, sighed Mike, a content smile on his lips. “I just... never met anyone like him.”

“World-famous billionaires are rare”, agreed Jamie dryly.

“I didn't even know he was a billionaire until we were dating for like a month and the first paparazzi attacked”, grumbled Mike with a frown. “Cheeky little shit just... pretended to run his father's old business. Sports-equipment being 'a family business' and all...”

“Mh. I think I read about that in a magazine before. From rags to riches stories do sell”, hummed Jamie. “Worked in his dad's small shop and then started developing his own equipment.”

“Basically, yeah”, confirmed Mike with a small smile. “He's really hard-working, you know. He sets his goals and... and then he's reaching that goal. It's kinda insane.”

Jamie smiled at himself at that. Mike really was very in love with Matt. It was... cute. At times a tiny bit obnoxious, but overall Jamie wished someone would love him the way Mike loved Matt.

“Ah. My... patient is awake. Not something I say usually.”

Looking up, Jamie saw a tall, broad-shouldered, dark-skinned man approach. He ran a hand over his bald head as he approached Jamie while scowling at Mike rather pointedly.

“Uhm, that is a bit... concerning for a doctor”, grunted Jamie.

“I'm the ME. My patients are normally dead”, countered the doctor. “And I usually don't make house-calls. You'd think, married to a billionaire, you could just call a private doctor.”

“I could”, agreed Matt. “But I don't trust a stranger. You, I trust, Doc.”

“I do not make house-calls”, repeated the doctor very slowly and pointedly. “Now get outta here so I can check on my patient. Both of you, get lost.”

With small protests did Mike and Matt leave the room and close the door. Jamie stared wearily.

“Hello. I am Doctor Charles Jones. You have a mild concussion and... at the very least bruised ribs, but I can't be entirely sure. You should go and visit a hospital, out of costume.”

“Yeah. Right. Should do”, nodded Jamie awkwardly. “Thank you, for... helping me.”

“Here”, sighed Doctor Jones and got a card out of his pocket.

“Your... business card...?”, asked Jamie curiously after a look at the small paper. “But didn't you just say you don't do house-calls and glared those two down like there is no tomorrow?”

Charles huffed at that and shook his head. “Can't have the knucklehead call me outta bed at every sniff of his boyfriend. Maguire, he's a good kid, but he's fussy when it comes to Matt. And I got better things to do than that. They can afford their private doctor. You however... if you get hurt on a mission and require a doctor, you can call me.”

“I can? You don't... even know me”, grunted Jamie surprised as he was being examined.

“True, true”, hummed Charles, gently running his fingers over Jamie's ribs. “Yeah, I don't think anything is broken there. See, I don't know you, but... I'm fairly certain you don't know my wife, Laureen, and yet you saved her life the other week, when a giant snake attacked the grocery store she was shopping in. She... would have died if you hadn't saved her. Many, many people would have died and gotten seriously hurt if not for you and Scorpio. You do something that... no one else can. And while I can't do that, I can offer you help if you need it.”

“...Th... Thank you”, whispered Jamie, blinking as he pocketed the card.

Somehow, he had never really considered it. Not like that. He knew what he and Babs were doing was the right thing, but he had never quite considered just how they affected people. The families of those they saved, people who were not alive only thanks to them.

“Thank you. For saving my wife”, countered Doctor Jones with a soft smile.

With that, he left the room. Moments later and Mike and Matt returned. Matt was better at schooling his features, but Mike still looked like he had a billion questions burning on his mind.

“What exactly happened after I got knocked out...? The Hydra...?”, asked Jamie slowly.

“Oh. Cancer and Sagittarius totally took care of that!”, declared Mike with a broad grin.

“Mh”, grunted Jamie with a deep, thoughtful frown. “They did, huh...?”

“Yeah! I mean, they're heroes too, right?”, asked Mike, with one of his very charming one hundred watt smiles. “They're like you, aren't they? I mean, aren't they part of your... team?”

For a second, Jamie just stared at Mike. He loved that blindingly optimistic, happy smile. It was so... carefree and Jamie found that absolutely captivating. He knew carefree people. But Mike? He was a whole new class of carefree and it was infectious.

“They're not part of my team”, grunted Jamie and shook his head. “Scorpio is my team. They... I don't know who they are. But they're not part of us.”

“Why... not?”, asked Matt cautiously. “I'm sorry, you have no reason to share this with us, you don't even know us. But the thing is, to all of Los Angeles, you and Scorpio are the great heroes and those two, they seem like you? So how come they're not with you?”

Jamie shrugged and averted his eyes. “Scorpio I trust. But those two, I don't know. They just appeared, together with the two women.”

“So you could like... get to know them? The more heroes on a team, the more effective, right?”, asked Mike curiously. “I'm a cop. I have my partner – my Scorpio, I guess. But the two of us can't just... do everything alone. We often need our squad to help out. Wouldn't a squad be more effective for fighting supervillains too? A superhero team?”

It made Jamie smile a little, before he shook his head. “One could say I have trust issues.”

“Why?”, asked Matt warmly.

The better question was, why did Jamie trust them? Talking to Mike and Matt like this was... easy. Somehow, the mask helped. Them not knowing that he was James Saint John. When he was Jamie, he found it hard to have an honest conversation with Mike and Matt, even though he trusted them. Maybe his crush was in the way? And more than that, he still didn't understand why he had come to trust them. But like this, behind his secret identity, he could actually open up to the men he trusted.

“Scorpio is trusting. Very trusting. We ran into another supposed hero before and she betrayed us. At this point, we can't know who is actually good and who isn't. Being a Zodiac isn't a guarantee for them to be good, even if they fought against the Hydra”, replied Jamie with a sigh.

“You... You should rest some more”, offered Matt gently. “You can stay until you feel good enough to leave, but please don't push yourself now to make things worse. You're safe here.”

Jamie bit his tongue to keep from saying that he knew that. If this weren't Mike and Matt, Jamie would have been out the window the very moment he had woken up. Because yes, he did have trust-issues. Even before Libra had betrayed them. The thought of Libra still made Jamie frown. The goal was to take the gem away from the woman and find someone trustworthy to carry Libra. Or at least that was the goal Jamie had set himself. The way Leo had told him, it wasn't the Zodiac himself who was evil. It was the human influence. So they had to get Libra the Zodiac away from the human host, to give to someone worthy of being a hero. Jamie's eyes wandered to look at the retreating forms of Mike and Matt. Would perhaps one of them...? Shaking his head, Jamie leaned back again. Just a little more rest before he would leave.

“I like your chosen mates”, stated a perky, curious voice.

Blinking, Jamie saw how Leo materialized from his marble. “They're not... mine, Leo. And really, how did you allow for me to just be taken away by random people?”

“No—ot random”, huffed the red lion and shook himself. “They're your humans. I wanted to go and get Scorpio really quickly. But then they showed up and I knew you would be safe with them and they brought you here and got a human doctor to make sure you're alright.”

Jamie sighed and reached out to pat Leo between the ears as he closed his eyes. Just a little more rest and then he would be on his way back home. It wasn't a good idea to stay too long, it might tempt him into saying things he wasn't supposed to say. Not even necessarily his secret identity, but more so the fact that he knew things about Matt and Mike – things the friendly neighborhood superhero was not supposed to know about them.

“They really are good people”, whispered Jamie lowly, with the smallest smile. “I mean... they took a total stranger home to patch him up. Sure, I'm a hero, but still... they endangered themselves by doing so. Hydra could have followed them.”

“Yes”, purred Leo, pawing at the blanket. “Good humans. You picked well.”

“Speaking of picking well”, drawled Jamie reluctantly. “I had a thought.”

“Mh?”, grunted Leo, rolling onto his side so Jamie would scratch his belly.

“Libra. You say Libra isn't a bad guy, that either their human is... a bad seed, or the bad guys got to them first and got into the human's head”, started Jamie, staring up at the ceiling.

“Ye—es”, nodded Leo as he waited for Jamie to get to the point.

“Say, theoretically, if we can get to them and get the gem from her, can we give Libra to a more responsible human, an ally?”, asked Jamie. “I mean, how deep is the bond between a human and their Zodiac companion? Could you theoretically rebond to someone else?”

“Yes. We can always only bond with one human at a time – so not grand our powers to multiple humans at the same moment. But... we can cut the bond and once we're unbound, we can find a different human to bond with”, confirmed Leo with a thoughtful frown. “But the thing is, we can only bond with a human who was born under our star-sign.”

“Okay. So, just have to find a Libra to bond with the Libra”, hummed Jamie. “I wonder when Mike and Matt's birthdays are...”

Leo huffed at that and shook himself. “You are a strange human. You can't court your chosen mates but you could ask them out to become superheroes with you...?”

“I trust them”, shrugged Jamie with a frown. “There... aren't many people I trust. Ally and Andy are kids, they're not being dragged into this. Babs already is in this and... Jessie... I can't do that to her. She's my baby-sister. I'm supposed to protect her, not put her in danger.”

“I think your sister can handle way more than you give her credit for”, stated Leo.

“Just because she can handle a lot doesn't mean she should have to handle it”, countered Jamie and raised both eyebrows. “She's already been through enough, losing our mom and home and... and it's enough. We fought hard to make this life for ourselves.”

Leo hummed at that, not commenting but looking at Jamie softly. Jamie sighed and rolled onto his side as much as his ribs allowed it, closing his eyes to nap. Not Jessie, for the past years he had done everything in his powers to shield her. He'd find a way to solve this without involving her.

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Hetalia: The Beautiful World Episode #5: Though I May Depart, You Shall Remain Transcript

This episode is about the nations' immortality.

French grandfather: Did I ever tell you I used to work in Paris a long time ago? One day, I actually got to meet France.

French boy: But France is the whole country!

French grandfather: That and more. Here he��s standing next to me. I can’t believe I was ever so young!

French boy: He looks like a regular guy.

French grandfather: Oui!

(Oui!: Yes! → French)

French grandfather: But looks can be deceiving.

{Caption: Je m’en vais, mais l’État demeurera toujours}

(Je m’en vais, mais l’État demeurera toujours: I’m leaving, but the state will always remain → French)

French captain: Wake up! Hey!

French soldier: Oh crap, I fell asleep! Apologies, sir!

French captain: That work attitude of yours may not be a problem in Gaillarde, but it will not help you here.

French soldier: I was dreaming about my grandfather. He used to show me these pictures from when he was around my age and worked in Paris too. He even showed me this photo he took with France once.

French captain: Hm? Ah, oui.

(Oui: Yes → French)

French captain: Your muse est gay Paris.

(Est: Is → French)

French captain: He is there.

French soldier: Huh?

French captain: You cannot miss him.

French soldier: Huh?! That’s the same man from the picture!

French captain: You’ve never seen him in person before?

French soldier: It doesn’t make sense! He looks the same! Eh!

French captain: Mon Dieu!

(Mon Dieu!: My God! → French)

French captain: Where are you going?!

French soldier: Sir! I must know what you really are! You and my grandfather took a picture together when he was a young man and I’m having a hard time understanding how you can look exactly the same as you did in that picture. I mean, most people age at least a little after 50 years! Heah?

France: Oh, well tell your grandpa I said “Bonjour”!

(Bonjour: Hello → French)

French soldier: You remember?

France: Think of me as a ship, no?

French soldier: What?

France: The government is the sails, the people the wind, and think of time as the sea. If the sails, they are unfurled and the wind is good, the ship moves forward très bien.

(Très bien: Very good → French)

France: Of course, it could always crash on the rocks or sink like a stone too. So, you know, something like this.

French soldier: Honestly, monsieur?

(Monsieur: Mr. → French)

French soldier: I don’t know what any of that meant.

France: As long as there are people who love and take care of the ship, it can last forever.

French soldier: Oah…

French captain: Do you understand his point now, garçon?

(Garçon: Boy → French)

French captain: If so, fill me in. I do not get that guy.

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French soldier: So Paris, as they say, is a mystery.

French woman: You really saw him?

French soldier: You’ve seen the picture, oui?

(Oui?: Yes? → French)

French soldier: He hasn’t aged at all! It was surreal. And not fair, you know? We only get such a short amount of time to be at our best, but France stays young forever. Total crap, am I right? Oh…

French woman: Is that what you want? To live forever?

French soldier: Um…

French woman: Your time will flow differently than everyone you know. We came to Paris together, didn’t we? We found jobs and built our home together. We’ll have children and we’ll watch them grow up together. But I will grow old without you. One day, you will hardly recognize me, and then I will be gone. How many others will you have to watch die? Can you imagine that? What human is strong to bear that kind of burden? You may find another to love, but eventually you will end up alone again. Your existence would be so lonely. I want more for you than that. So much more. If you live forever, it would break my heart. Perhaps being together is better than that dream.

French soldier: It is. Besides, the only dream I’ve ever had is to grow old with you. And no matter how wrinkled we may get, at least we’ll always have each other. You are my forever.

France: Hm…

{Caption: Je m’en vais, mais l’État demeurera toujours}

(Je m’en vais, mais l’État demeurera toujours: I’m leaving, but the state will always remain → French)

France: Honhonhon!

[angcliicapicklesarchive]

hey, hi, hello leona here if you didn’t know i also play vanessa and this is my second chara suli ! she lit just popped into my brain so here have america’s worst/best weather girl - more deets are under the cut & don’t forget to smash that heart if you wanna plot. 

kiana guzman met kofi naretti in the summer of 94 and the two fell madly, passionately and violently in love. their relationship was one of lust and passion, the two schemed and robbed their way across america for about six weeks before he was arrested and sent to prison for life, kiana on the other hand changed her name to kofi ( in homage to her love duh ) and moved to monroe where she had her daughter and named her noah naretti.

they had a little bit of money saved up, enough to get them an apartment and for a little while her mom worked a stable job and noah’s life was…normal…but slowly her mother’s need to roll a joint as soon as she got home grew for an itch to do something harder and slowly her normal life began to crumble. by the time noah was eleven her mother spent all of her time on the streets, selling her body for a fix. by the time noah was twelve she was in foster care because her mother was hit by a car right in front of her daughter.

that event changed the girl forever, she has really bad PTSD and sometimes will replay the image of her mother being hit ( among other traumatic memories ) playing over and over again in her head, she’s got a pretty good handle on this and NOBODY knows about it because she is “strong and independant” and having a mental illness? no no no, you can’t be strong and “broken” 

anywho back to the storyline after her mom died she was taken in by the grandmother she didn’t even know she had in Seattle but by the time noah was fourteen they’d started self harming and by the time they were eighteen they’d attempted suicide three times and been in and out of behavioral clinics. the day she turned 18 she moved out of her gram’s house, changed her name from noah naretti to suli acosta and went off to college where she got a degree, not in meteorology, but in fucking interor design 

how is she the weather girl then you ask? weLL while she was in her junior year of school she met this man and they lk fell in love?? ( was he literally 78 years old when they got together and he wanted a family and suli just wanted an hermes bag maybe, maybe not ) anywho they got married and suli dropped out of school but luckily for her, her boo owned a news station unfucking fortunately for suli it was the woodsboro news station

the two moved back to town about a year ago but nobody’s seen “noah” since she was 12 and she’s really hoping that nobody will recognise her or bring up her past bc fuck allat, literally she hasn’t told anyone about her mom since she turned 18 

suli is that bitch who literally will not fucking tell the truth to save her life !! literally she lies about everything from where she’s from ( some people think that she’s from portugal and is like descended from royalty, there are some people who think that she is one of the rockefellers and like just was born with money some people literally just have no fuckin idea bc she’ll just doge the question ) she’ll lie about how old she is, who her parents are, like don’t fucking ask her shit and expect a truthful answer fam

OH update on the whole hubby thing, her husband is currently dying - he’s got stage 4 lung cancer but suli like….lk hk never really loved him, she just loved what he could offer her and now he’s dying and she’s like the only person in his life and she knows that she’s gonna get all his money which will make her rich but she also feels so so bad bc she’s been cheating on him since they got together and so she just cut off this relationship but they’re not really trying to let it go ( uM hmu for that connection tho ) 

personality wise suli is just fucking FAKE like a;ldkfjs she’ll be nice if you have something to offer her or if she’s feeling sweet that day but it’s not very often. she’s very dramatic and self centered. she’s got this whole ass queen bee tude but under all that is a really sweet girl who just wants to be loved and accepted despite all of her flaws 

uM bae is pansexual as fuck & flirty and touchy like hooooo girl will she rub your booty and kiss you platonically or not like??? she dont care she’s just all about touch

oKAY SO CONNECTION IDEAS FOR SULI: i’d love to have like 2 or 3 people recognise her and be like n…oah?? and those could be old friends, exes or even an enemy. i’d love to have like a rival for her, maybe someone else who works at the news station and they’re just competitive af. i’d love for her to have an intern or just someone who works under her in the station. i’d love for her to have friends who use her for her money/sex. i’d love to have shallow friendships and maybe like one person who like really really KNOWS who she is under all that shit. it could be someone who she was friends with as a kid or a relatively new friendship. or really anything else?? like i’m hella open to anything!   

[sweenyalicewriting]

Song Shorts Asks

I’ll organise them by artist; for requests send the artist number then the song number, also if you have a character in mind let me know! I’m excited for these requests! (and if there is a song you want that aren’t on here you can send those too!)

I’ve marked ones that have already been requested, but you can request repeated songs, just give me a character lol

I’m having a lot of fun with these!

Alesana

It was a dark and stormy night

The puppeteer

Ciao, Bella

Oh, how the mighty have fallen

Curse of the virgin canvas

The artist

Annabel

The last three letters

Apology

Beyond the sacred glass

Lullaby of the crucified

Welcome to the vanity faire

And now for the final illusion

Alexander Rybak

5 to 7 years

Fairytale

I came to love you (requested twice)

Europe’s skies

Oah

5000 Letters

What I long for

Kitten

The All-American Rejects

Dirty little Secret

Move Along

Gives you hell

Beast

Fiction

Good Luck

Shadow

When I...

Big Bang

Blue

Bad Boy

Fantastic Baby

Love Song

Monster

Let’s not fall in love

We like to party

Tonight

Black Veil Brides

Perfect Weapon

Knives and pens

In the end

Bowling for Soup

Girl all the bad guys want

Boyfriend

Boyfriend

Don’t touch my girl

Janus

Good night

I’m in love

Love style

Obsession

To my best friend

WITCH

Brad Paisley

Online

Letter to me

American saturday night

Welcome to the future

Ticks

Little moments

When I get where I’m going

Celebrity

I’m still a guy

He didn’t have to be

Alcohol

Whiskey lullaby

We danced

Start a band

Waitin’ on a woman

Cabron

Vocea Ta

Elaiza

Fight against myself

I don’t love you

Is it right?

Enrique Iglesias

Duele el corazon

Bailando

Escape the Fate

When I go out, I want to go out on a chariot of fire

Situations

Reverse the curse

Friends and alibis

Not good enough for the truth in cliche

Something

The flood

Let it go

10 miles wide

Harder than you know

It’s just me

Gorillaz

Dirty Harry

Feel Good Inc

DARE

Clint Eastwood

On melancholy hill

Green Day

Sex, drugs, and violence

Nuclear Family

Carpe Diem

Song of the century

21st century breakdown

21 guns

The static age

American idiot

Holiday

Boulevard of broken dreams

Bang bang

Revolution radio

Bouncing off the wall

Say goodbye

Still breathing

Troubled times

Marc Anthony

Vivir mi vida

Miranda Lambert

All kinds of kinds

Mama’s broken heart

Little red wagon

Automatic

Only prettier

The house that built me

That’s the way that the world goes ‘round

My Chemical Romance

The end

Dead!

This is how I disappear

The sharpest lives

Welcome to the black parade

I don’t love you

House of wolves

Cancer

Mama

Sleep

Teenagers

Disenchanted

Famous last words

Blood

Helena

I’m not okay

The ghost of you

Na na na

Sing

Nelly Furtado

Fotografia

Mas

Nicky Jam

De pies a cabeza

El amante

El perdon

Hasta el amanecer

Nu’est

FACE

Action

Hello

Sleep Talking

P!nk

Get the party started (requested twice)

Raise your glass

Roman Lob

All that matters

Where are we now

Rolling

Underwater

Home

Romeo Santos

Amigo

Yo Tambien

Roomie

Dating a douchebag

Just like me

Long distance love

Ugly

Voltaj

De la capat

Din Toata inima pentru nationala romaniei

[irishavengersassemble]

Does Your Mother Know

  While listening to Abba’s Does Your Mother Know. I started thinking this would be a good song for Dinozzo. Hence this was born. 

Gibbs x Sister Reader

Tony x Reader 

Gifs arent mine. 

“Hello Timothy.” “Have you seen Jethro?”

 You purred peaking down at the young agent from beneath your sunglasses.

Originally posted by playbill

 “I haven’t Y/N.” “I’m sorry.” The man replied politely as you scanned the familiar landscape of the bullpen where your younger brother Leroy Jethro Gibbs worked as a Special Agent for the NCIS.

 “Gibbs is downstairs with Ducky.” Ellie replied from her place at her desk.

 “Thank You Bishop you’re a doll.”

 You replied flashing her a small smile as you headed towards the elevator the soft click-clack of your heels hitting the floor as you did so.

 A soft sigh hit your lips as you entered pressing the button thankful to have some peace and quiet after the hectic day you’d had at your publishing company.

  Jethro your younger brother by two years had joined the Marines like your father. You’d joined the Peace Corps before moving to New York City. 

Within the first two decades of living in the Big Apple, the name Y/N Gibbs had soon become a common name throughout the world. 

You started by making your way working with some of the greatest writers of your time.

 By the time you’d reached your mid-thirties, you’d already written seven best-selling series.

 People loved your work and most were devastated when close to ten years ago now.

 It had been evident it was time to put up the pen for a while and work on helping other future voices in the writing world.

 After decades of blood sweat and tears, Shannon Kelly Publications was born.

 The company was set right off of Times Square and it had been your baby from the beginning.

 Owning one of the largest publishing companies throughout the world did have its perks but it didn’t really do much for your love life.

 Of course at your age, you doubted you’d ever find one at this point. You’d never been married focusing on your steady career than a man or a family for that matter. It used to bother you but now it was part of your life.

 It didn’t have to do with the fact that you weren’t a beautiful woman for your age because you’d aged very well.

 Standing at about 5’4 you had your mother’s warm brown eyes and a small thin nose followed by a head of well-earned lovely hair the color of snow. 

Being a Gibbs you had your little brother's stern can-do attitude not to mention his stubbornness. Without it, you doubted you’d ever have gotten where you currently are today.

 The doors opened as you strode towards autopsy.

  “Jethro.”

 “Y/N?”

 “What the hell are you doing here?” The silver-haired man questioned his usually stern face lighting up into a grin.

Originally posted by lucifersagents

  “What is it a crime now to surprise your baby brother from time to time?”

  A soft smile lifted your lips as the man pulled you into a firm hug.

 “I just wasn’t expecting it is all I mean with my old age and all.” Jethro purred placing a kiss on your temple.

 “Are you calling me old?” You questioned eyes narrowing as you threw a hand to your hip.

 “At your age my dear you are as lovely as ever.” 

Ducky retorted making the short distance from the autopsy table you were currently leaning against and capturing a soft kiss on your knuckles.

  “Donald always the charmer.” You grinned kissing the doctor's cheek. 

“On the contrary my dear it is you who’s the charmer.” He states sending a cute smile in your direction.

  “Jimmy.”

 You retort nodding a friendly head in the young assistant’s direction.

“Miss. Gibbs.” 

“Jimmy how many times do I have to tell you.” 

“It's just Y/N.” 

A wink in the man’s direction caused him to flush with embarrassment.

  “I’ll go pick you up some coffee.” 

 “I’ll be back!”

 You sighed blowing the man a quick kiss before stalking towards the elevator once more.

 “Well... Well... Well…” What do we have here?” Tony grinned his green eyes scanning on your form as he made his way from Abby’s lab.

Originally posted by sassykbex

 “Hello Anthony.” 

You purred with a slight roll of your eyes as you both made your way into the tiny cramped elevator. The doors shut forcing you to stand there in awkward silence.

  Tony had been pining after you ever since he met you years ago. 

You figured your age would scare the younger man off, but Anthony Dinozzo was a man who knew what he wanted.

 Not only that he would fight for that said thing until he either got it or he went home with his hurt pride and tail in between his legs.

 The man’s advances throughout the years had been anything but subtle.

 That didn’t mean you weren’t a strong straight forward woman who made it clear you’d never be anything more to the boy than his boss's older sister.

 He might be sexy with his charming charisma and wicked green eyes that would make any girl think such shameful thoughts they’d be in a confession booth for years.

Originally posted by lesbiansrule-theworld

 Tony was old enough to be your son. Hell in this day and age he could probably be your grandson even.

 He was and would entirely be off-limits no matter what kind of tricks he thought he had up his sleeve. You would play dirty if it came to that, thankfully it never had.

 “So… what’s a devastatingly beautiful woman like you doing all the way out here.” “Instead of somewhere classy with silk bed sheets?” he purrs peaking down at you through thick eyelashes. 

“What did you have in mind?” 

“Your place?”

 “Because I’m pretty certain when I was there.”

 “I didn’t see any silk sheets in your bed.”

 “What was it?” 

“Oh, that’s right let me see?” 

“That’s right!” “ Star Wars sheets wasn’t it?” You confirmed sassily.

 “You can’t confirm that Sweetheart?” 

“Oh, and why can't I?”

 “Because they weren’t my sheets.”

 “ Alright whatever you say.” 

The words had barely escaped your lips when Tony leaned forward his chest brushing against yours as he hit the elevator making it stop with a soft jolt.

 The movement although small paired with your tall shoes and your age, not that you’d ever be woman enough to admit it caused you to stumble forwards into the man’s strong arms.

  “You alright there Beautiful?” 

He whispered his mouth just above your ear. His hot breath made you involuntarily shudder. 

“I’m fine.” 

The sound of your voice surprised you instead of bold and stern it came out soft and unsure.

   “Is there something you wanted Dinozzo?” You snapped peaking up at him through your eyelashes.

 “Oh, I think you know very well what I want Sugar.” He purred leaning down and letting his lips brush against the soft skin of your neck.

 “Oh Honey you and I both know that’s not going to happen.”

 As nice as it felt in his arms you knew it was wrong to even consider sleeping with a man his age especially when your brother was his boss.

 Your tiny hands traveled up his chest pushing him away from you. His eyes flashed as he gave you a look you couldn’t quite place.

 A squeak hit your lips as he suddenly had you trapped against the wall and his body. 

Both of his arms were on either side of your head as his lips lifted into a wide grin.

Originally posted by mywickedlovelyy

 “Hey Sweetheart.”

 “What the hell?” You growled making no motion to move.

 “I know.” 

“You know what?”

 You snapped irritated as he leaned down until his lips were pressed to your ear. 

“I know… you… want… it as bad as me… if not more.” He whispered pressing a kiss against the hollow of your throat making you shiver. 

 Well, I guess it’s time to play his dark games too you thought. Leaning forward you place a leg between his thighs peaking up at him with the best seductive glance you could muster.

 “Baby you might think you’d be able to take all this on… but…” You paused shoving him backwards.

  “You’re only a child.” 

Originally posted by enews

“I’m not a child.” 

“I’m young and free spirited.”

 “Oh really?” You question raising a curious eyebrow in his direction.

   “Really.” Tony purred his eyes darkening with lust.

Originally posted by justbacktothegoodolddays

 “If that's your attempt at flirting with me you’re at a pretty poor start.”

 “I can do better than that honestly.” 

“We’ll see?” You smirked leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss along the skin that was just above his collar.

 “W-oah what are you d-oin-g?” He stuttered.

 “Only showing you why this could never work.”

 The next movement caught you off guard. Tony’s large hands cupped your face gently as he brought his lips to yours.

 You melted as the kiss started soft and gentle before you both began fighting for dominance.

Originally posted by zivalovesparis

  “Wait… this… isn’t… right…” You whined as Tony began placing soft gentle kisses along your throat and exposed collarbones.

  “I don’t care.” 

“I’ve been crazy about you ever since that first time I saw you wearing that black Alexander McQueen waistcoat and pink silk scarf. “

 “You remember that?” 

You question eyes growing wide that he would remember such a vivid set of details from over a decade ago.

 “Of course Sweetheart.” “I haven’t been able to get it out of my head since.”

 “Does your mother know you’re into such old women?” 

“If she were here.” ”I doubt she’d be surprised.” He confirms pressing a kiss on your nose. 

Originally posted by justbacktothegoodolddays

“Let's get out of here.” 

You purr straightening your clothing before pressing the elevator back on.

Needless to say, Gibbs never got his coffee and he was without an agent the rest of the day.

  Your brother may or may not have almost died of a heart attack when he found you curled up in Tony’s bed wrapped securely in the younger man’s arms.

 He may have threatened to kill him after he got his breathing under control but you were too thrilled to care.

 Sometimes younger is better you realized as you stared at the beautiful young man beside you with the wicked green eyes.

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Hetalia: World Series Episode #26 Transcript

This episode has Japan's Foundation Day, Japan starting a diet, and the first part of "Nekotalia".

Italy: Hey, Japan!

Japan: Auh…

Italy: I wanted to wish you a happy birthday!

Germany: I think you mean “Happy National Foundation Day”. That is a lot more important than a simple birthday.

Japan: Uah…I thank you for your kindness! They're pretty. I don't think anyone has given me such beautiful flowers before.

Italy: No problemo! So, spill the beans; tell me exactly how old you're going to be this year!

Japan: Oh, it seems like forever. I am not certain I'll be able to remember. When I was small, I was happy to celebrate my birthday. But now I just look at it and say, “Well, here comes another birthday…”

Italy: Now you're kind of starting to sound like my grandpa!

Japan: Getting old is not for the weak-willed. Things start falling off.

Italy: Disgustingggg!

Japan: Plus, I have high blood pressure. If I'm not careful with what I eat, I could end up like an American.

Italy: Stop, you're freaking me out!

Germany: Eh…no. You'll be fine. Just go easy on the salt.

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Germany: Hetalia!

{Caption: Hetalia}

Germany: Starting today, I shall rule your diet as if it were a defenseless Baltic country!

{Caption: Pickled Yam}

Japan: Wait, I am already eating this pickled yam! And I had one for breakfast too, is that okay?

Germany: I will rip that heart-destroying nub of salt from your bloated face!

{Caption: Raw Fat Blood Sausage}

Japan: What?! Then what about some salted cod roe?

Germany: No way.

Japan: Auh!

Germany: Throw it in the trash can.

Japan: How about caviar?! Caviar is okay, right?!

{Caption: Salmon Roe}

Germany: Ah, yes, of course it is, if you would prefer to drop dead!

Japan: Auh…I can't live without sardines!

Germany: I will break you in half!

Japan: My sushi! Please don't take my sushi away! Listen! I will go insane without sushi!

Italy: Are you guys doing a Mamet play again?

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Japan: Hetalia!

{Caption: Hetalia}

Germany: Okay then. That will be all for today's group training.

Italy: Super yippee!

Germany: You stay. You'll be getting my undivided attention.

Japan: Nh…auh…yes, sir. Heaheah…

Germany: You'd better start running!

Japan: I thought I was!

Italy's thoughts: This is really weird! Japan is getting totally beat up by Germany today!

Oah? What's this paper…oh…ohhhh…oh…auh…auhhh…

{Text on paper #1: Dr. Steiner, 98-xxxx}

{Text on paper #2: Do light training every day. Proper amount of exercise. Aerobic exercises such as jogging and yoga. Avoid taking too much salt. Lay off the drinks, too}

Japan: Ohh…hauh…hauh…

Germany: Another lap!

Japan: Aah! Auh…okay, I am not liking this at all.

{Caption: Smirk smirk}

Italy: Heyyy!

Japan: Nh!

Italy: Ahaha!

Japan: Nh…what is this?

Italy: Oh ho ho!

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{Caption #1: Nekotalia}

{Caption #2: If the world was made up of cats…}

Italy-cat: Ve-meow!

Italy-cat [narrating]: Ciao!

(Ciao!: Hello! → Italian)

Italy-cat [narrating]: I'm Italy-cat! Today, like almost every other day, I'm on the prowl for the sweet, sweet ladies of the world! Oh, wait! I know him. Germany-cat! He's not a sweet, sweet lady, but he's got awesome biceps and a funny angry face!

Italy-cat: Hey, Germany-cat! Hee hee! All done NAPPING; grab on, let's play!

Germany-cat: Hhrrrrrgh! I will rip your throat---auh, it's you, Italy-cat. I wasn't taking a nap. I was working out battle strategies in my imagination. If I don't keep the old war machine active, it could turn peaceful. And who'd want that?

Italy-cat: Meow! I know what you mean! If I stop eating fast food for a while, my legs swell up like sausages! Don't worry, I know how to entertain myself in any situation!

Germany-cat: I will bag you and drop you off at China's house!

{Caption: Roll roll roll}

Italy-cat: How about I just roll around next to you then? Absorbing, absorbing the smelly smells of the streety into my little kitty fur!

Germany-cat: Be quiet! You're messing with the perfect tank formation I was making in my mind!

Italy-cat: Oh, Germany-cat, you're so silly with all your army stuff alululalul---ohh! Silent ninja-cat quiet!

{Caption: Ve-meow!}

Italy-cat: Ve-meow!

Japan-cat: Nnh?

Italy-cat: Ve-meow!

{Caption #1: Nekotalia}

{Caption #2: If the world was made up of cats…}

{Caption #3: To be continued}