#pet grooming station

[celayasmash]

Chicago Garage Picture of a spacious, modern, two-car garage

[ulrikmyrtue]

Large Chicago Garage - large contemporary attached two-car garage idea

[vivihun]

Garage Large in Chicago

Large trendy attached two-car garage photo

[rhodeskc]

Large trendy attached two-car garage photo Picture of a spacious, modern, two-car garage

[yoncchi]

Large (Chicago)

[alastairdragovich]

Can we damn specific kinds of autism that make life harder for the individual in question? Like, most forms of autism are the kinds of things that make people think and view the world differently and that’s wonderful and fine. I’m not talking about that. But the use of the autism label implies a comorbidity with some really nasty stuff. That means that you get stuff like ‘my brother can’t communicate or adapt his behavior without months to years and years of intervention and any or all of the progress at the drop of a hat. Abstraction is right out so he literally can’t understand things like danger or pain very well either. And this is before the OCD and insomnia cause daily interference with that stuff.’ And that’s just the form of autism the unluckiest of the unlucky people have to fucking live with. Imagine always being in an age range of 2 to elementary school age and being forced to live like that for your entire life. Like, thank the Lord that autism is 99.99% the kind of thing that can be embraced and celebrated. But the .01% can be damned straight to Hell for the suffering it brings down on them and the difficulty it causes the people who love them enough to care for them. ...I wish my brother had the autism and/or neurodivergency other people have. I wonder if he even has autism, and wasn’t just mislabeled as a kid because people didn’t know better. All I know is that he doesn’t deserve what he has. I’d greatly prefer having to deal with a hyperfocused brother who has a few trigger issues if it meant he could, in fact, live his best life safely without 24/7 supervision.

And also on a tangential note: Fuck Florida and Fuck the stigma towards psychological health issues & services. My ENTIRE fucking family has suffered from depression and literally we didn’t know or understand what to do until the last five years. 

Maybe if had our own issues addressed, my bro could have been in a better state because we would have been able to help him as our better selves.

[fatkish]

Aizawa x Autistic cat-quirk Reader 3/3 NSFW

Part 2:

Part 1:

(Art not mine again, I found it on Pinterest)

As you and Aizawa got further into your relationship eventually you moved into his apartment. Aizawa was more than happy to be able to come home to you and be able to spend his time with you without having to worry about meeting up or making time to go anywhere. Since you moved in with Aizawa there are things you did specifically to help accommodate your needs. Aizawa gave you full support and permission to do whatever you needed to make his home yours as well.

A few of the changes you made were installing various hide boxes that you placed around your’s and Shouta’s house/apartment, they have little cat beds inside and a curtain covering the entrance to them.

The boxes are actually color coded based on how you’re feeling and how one should interact with you.

Green means you’re feeling good and are happy to interact, yellow means you’re a little anxious but are up for snuggles, red means you’re overwhelmed and leave you alone.

Aizawa’s other cats liked the hide boxes so you made bigger ones and helped him create an exercise course for his cats to use that runs along the walls

There is also a small water fountain that you placed in Aizawa’s apartment for his cats to drink from, you replace the water every day and wipes it down to clean it

You’ve also put brushes on the sides of certain furniture, walls, and on the cat’s towers. These brushes help you as well as Aizawa’s cats with grooming and helps reduce the amount of hair on everything and the amount of hairballs. The brushes are easy to clean and remove hair from. The cats just have to rub themselves against it and it brushes their fur collecting any loose hair.

As you both began sleeping in the same house/apartment Aizawa has gotten to see a lot more of your unfiltered self.

Sometimes when you’re completely in the Autistic zone you’ll just lay on his chest and lick Aizawa’s stubble whenever he’s laying down. You’ve explained to him that sometimes you just have an unstoppable urge to lick him and that you enjoy the feeling of his stubble. You apologized for it but he doesn’t mind it and lets you just follow your instincts.

While he was asleep you had played with his scarf and got tangled in it only for him to wake up to you yowling and angry, he laughed as he untangled you

Sometimes you’ll use cat behaviors to express yourself without words. One of the ways is when you make biscuits: you’ll do this whenever you’re happy in both cat and human form. Sometimes you don’t even realize you’re doing it.

another thing is Bunting: (y/n)’ll rub on Aizawa and leaves their scent on him every time he leaves the house (hound dog thought an intruder got inside UA and tracked the scent only to find Aizawa. He explained that a cat quirked friend rubbed their scent on him and that’s what inui is smelling)

Eventually Aizawa had to introduce you to his friends. At first when you met Hizashi you were spooked by his loud voice and even puffed up your fur with your back arched hissing at him.

After a bit you got used to his presence and carefully approached him. The moment he started scratching your head and giving you pets you folded and that’s when you both became friends.

After having known him for awhile you and Hizashi worked together to create a cat music playlist for his radio station. They created “cat radio: the 9 to 5 station for your feline friend” the station plays music for cats created by various artists and plays Monday to Saturday from 9:00 am to 5:00 pm.

You gave him a list of sounds that cats enjoy and he mixed them together and created a rhythm that sounded almost like human music.

Whenever they hang out he plays his newest pieces for them and they tell him what they think and if it could be improved.

Sometimes on Sundays, Hizashi and reader will accept calls to the studio or will open emails/letters from the listeners of the cat radio channel and reader will answer the listener’s questions about their cats and give advice as well as help the listeners understand their cats and somewhat translate for the cat(s) using their quirk’s ability to communicate with cats. Sometimes they have special guests such as veterinarians to answer questions and discuss cat things.

After some time (y/n) eventually met Nemuri as well. Nemuri immediately fell in love with (y/n) and quickly became their relationship coach. Whenever you’re having issues or need help with anything you call Nemuri for advice. She’s the one who helped Aizawa with the more intimate aspects of your relationship.

One time as a joke, Hizashi gave (y/n) catnip just to see what they’d do, only for them to get really horny and tackle Aizawa when he got home.

They kept biting him and eventually he had to lock them in a room to relieve their urges with the help of some ‘toys’ and needless to say, Aizawa was extremely exhausted afterwards but enjoyed tying his little kitten up.

However after that he never allowed catnip near them again unless (y/n) agreed beforehand due to how it makes them feel

When they get frisky in bed Aizawa will often bite the back of their neck where they have a human scruff, the skin there is just more loose and stretchy.

He will also make sounds like a seductive growl or rumbling when he bites it. This causes reader to become completely relaxed and intensifies their physical sensitivities as well as their 5 senses when they’re having sex.

You also experiences heats instead of periods(for you girls). (Boys experience heats too)

During this time you become especially sensitive and horny. Aizawa will mark and track the days leading to your heat so he can prepare for it.

He has bought various toys that he can control from his phone as well as a teddy bear that he recorded messages on for you to listen to his voice when he isn’t home and you need to relieve yourself

A lot of the messages are dirty talking telling you what he’s going to do to you when he gets home, praises and compliments or just him telling you how much he loves you

“Who’s my pretty little kitty? That feel good? I can’t wait to get home, you’d better prep yourself, because I’m not going give you any time to prepare.”

“Look at you, you’re so wet, such a naughty little kitten, making a mess.”

“You’re such a pretty little kitty, making such cute little noises, I just can’t wait to get home and sink my teeth into you and fuck you all night”

“Face down, ass in the air kitten, you know how I like it”

“Look at this cute little ass, maybe I should tie you up, make you beg for me as I spank you”

“I’m going to make you scream so loud you’re gonna give Hizashi a run for his money.”

“That’s it, good (girl, boy, kitty) go on and purr for me baby let me know how good I’m making you feel.”

“You’re so tight, I love you so much.”

When he does get home during their heats, he’s always happy to help them.

During your heats he’ll give you catnip on occasion as an aphrodisiac to help you when he’s especially tired since it makes you even more sensitive.

After your heats Aizawa will happily snuggle you and help you get around since you’re sore afterwards more often than not.

All in all, your relationship with Aizawa is purrfect, and he couldn’t ask for anything more.

[oliversrarebooks]

Brainwashing Chair CYOA - Arrival

tw: kidnapping, restraints, conditioning

Previously and previously

Masterlist Next

You chose: defiant, fighting tooth and nail and cheerful pet training facility

You can see the pet training facility from the window of the van. It's a deceptively cheerful looking place, a modern building with big, sunlit windows and flowering bushes. You see an ordinary looking couple heading in the front door, excited and happy.

You're not going to be brought in the front door, of course. They're not going to drag you past the showroom or the play area or the accessory shop or the pet grooming stations. That might disturb the customers looking to adopt a new pet, remind them where their pets are coming from. That won't be tolerated.

So you're not surprised when the van turns from the entrance to drive around the back, into a dingier area where trucks are making deliveries. You're a delivery yourself, you suppose. The zip ties around your wrists and ankles chafe, and the gag in your mouth is coated with your saliva. The man in a smart looking uniform next to you is scrolling on his phone, not paying you any mind. It's just another workday for him. Just another workday taking a new pet to their fate.

But his ordinary workday might just be the end of your life as you knew it. 

Masterlist Next

[yanderecxre]

Note: hello!! First post hehe, hope you guys like getting to know my oc! I'll be posting a short fic of him soon!

Church - Fall Out Boy

Oh, the things that you do in the name of what you love You were doomed but just enough You were doomed but just enough

Name: Nicolas "Saint" Dryden

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: 55

Occupation: Retired Colonel

Appearance: Nicolas stands at an intimidating height of 6'4 with a large physique and broad shoulders and back. He has multiple scars and a few tattoos, most notable ones being the large and jagged slash running across his back from a mission gone wrong. The most notable tattoo is the cross he has on the right side of his body. Nicolas is fair skinned and has a beard, which is well kept and groomed. He has dark and intense brown eyes that seem to pierce right into the person he is staring at. He has inky brown hair that is also well kept and groomed, he likes to keep it fairly short due to his time in the military.

Personality: Cunning + Caring to those he's close to + A family man + Protective + Loyal + Rough + Blunt + Charming + Gruff + Smart + Aggressive + Extravagant + Secretive + Manipulative + Obsessive + Yandere

Interests: his firebrand + Military movies + Whiskey + Hunting + Spoiling his firebrand + his pet dog Daisy + woodworking + carving + cooking + carving

Loves: Making his firebrand happy + Pampering his firebrand + manhandling his firebrand + making or buying his firebrand gifts + seeing his firebrand wear the marks he left on them + dogs + camping + chasing his firebrand through the woods

Dislikes: seeing his firebrand try to escape + his firebrand crying (unless it's from the pure pleasure he's giving them or because they're choking on his cock) + wanderers who manage to find his home which is secluded in the woods

Description: was the commanding officer at the base their darling was stationed at as a daycare teacher + very protective of their darling + loves to keep a hand on his firebrand both sexually and in a non sexual way + Very sexually pent up + Very manipulative + Cunning + very possessive + will use whatever means necessary to keep his firebrand with him + is not above using his grandson to keep his darling with him.

Fetish: Hearing his darling moan + Making his darling cum + Edging his darling + Praising his darling + darling being submissive + Spanking his darling + Light asphyxiation + Degrading his darling + Humiliating his darling + Making his darling beg. + Fucking his darling on the forest floor + primal play + breeding + creampies

[devilanon]

A request for a nsfw alphabet for ghost (or any/rest of them up too you) 👀 that size kink drabble lives in my head rent free btw you write him so damn well 😣🥲

hi hi :-) thanks! ghost for now, and gaz as well because i have garrick brainrot [nsfw below cut]

GHOST.

Aftercare = (what they’re like after sex) If he's post-subbing, he's the most needy fucker alive. All over you, despite how sweaty he is, plastering himself to your chest for a bit of cuddling as the little spoon. Dom Ghost will provide aftercare if you're actually in a relationship, but if it's just a quick fuck he's gone after a bare minimum check-in with you to make sure nothing's broken. But if he does have feelings for you, he's drowning you in praise, kissing lightly over the bites and bruises left in his wake, helping you sit up against his sturdy chest, bringing a bottle of water to your lips. B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Simon Riley has a huge fat fucking uncut dick, and that's just the truth. He likes seeing you struggle to take all of it, splitting you open on his cock. He's also an ass man. Loves to watch your cheeks bounce when he fucks you from behind, ripple when he spanks you, loves burying his face in your ass to eat you out.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Do not let this man fuck you raw he is fertile.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He's an exhibitionist, and he definitely wants everyone else on base to know who's fucking you and just how well he's doing it. He'll start groping you in risky high-traffic areas hoping someone sees. Swears up and down he had no idea anyone was coming down the hall.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Ghost fucks. There's no way Ghost doesn't fuck. This man has been whored out in like 80% of the countries he's been stationed in. He's great at mindless, meaningless, rough sex, but it's difficult for him to be slower, gentler, to stay present when he's actually making love and not just fucking. He tries, though, bless him.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Doggy. Like I said. Ass man. He will bend you over just about any surface if you let him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) He's pretty serious aside from the occasional snide remark. When he sets himself to a task he wants to carry it out as well as he can. This extends to fucking you silly.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) He has a shortly cropped blond happy trail. I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) He's... not great at intimacy, but he makes an effort, if he's having sex with someone he harbors an emotional connection with. His dirty talk is softer, he's a bit gentler, less rough around the edges.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) He has a pretty high sex drive and usually masturbates just to sate it, rather than to sit down and enjoy himself. He rarely uses pornographic material, just fucks quickly into his hand replaying some memory.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Exhibitionism, as mentioned. Pet play, d/s, anything with power and control dynamics essentially. He likes to be on both ends of the spectrum. Humiliation, degradation, etc. Again, giving and receiving. Body worship (on him, but he'll do it for you as well). Size kink. L = Location  Anywhere he can get away with it, really.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) He enjoys the concept of both dominance and exerting his will over you, and the release that comes from submitting to another person and allowing them to take the reigns. He really just teters back and forth between the two depending on his his self esteem is doing that day.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Simon Riley will not fuck you if you're even a bit tipsy or inebriated. Hard no.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) This man loves to eat ass. He also loves to shove his dick as far down your throat as he can and hold you there until you're bucking against him for air.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Rough, though not necessarily fast. If he's feeling particularly worked up or mean sex can definitely turn into an endurance test he knows you'll lose. Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Simon wants to fuck you as often as he can, whenever he can, wherever he can. On a roadtrip? His hand is down your pants while he drives. Doing laundry? Lifting you up onto the dryer. In the hallway? Broom closet looks very inviting, wouldn't you say?

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) He's open to a fair amount of things, if not out of interest, just to try them and know whether or not it does anything for him. S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) He's a military man. He's extremely physically fit. If you let him, he'll fuck you until he physically can't anymore. Regardless of how quickly he might cum. He'll just use his fingers or his mouth until he's hard again.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) He'll never admit it, but he does get jealous of inanimate objects for making you cum. Why not him? He can do it ten times better and faster. Watch.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Don't edge him, it won't work. He's bigger, stronger, and has more stamina than you, and he's stubborn as hell. You, though? If you let him, he'll make you beg for it. He'll edge you until you cry. He's also prone to trying to fluster you whenever he can, especially in front of other people, grabbing your hips to move you aside, brushing against your ass when he passes you in a tight space, things like that.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) He's fairly quiet, especially if he's subbing. He'll groan, but it will be rare. He does enjoy a fair bit of dirty talk though. W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Wants to fuck his cum into you and then force you to walk around base leaking into your underwear. :-)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Here to preach Chunky Simon RIley gospel. He has abs but they're under a layer of fat on his tummy. You can't see them unless he flexes. He has fat fucking tits. Big enough to grope. Has a pudgy little pubic mound. His arms and thighs are fucking huge. Big fat breeder balls. Has a light dusting of hair on his chest, and is fuzzy from the waist down.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) High, man.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) You will never catch Ghost sleeping after fucking you. He barely sleeps as it is. He'll just sit with you until you're asleep or ready to do something else.

GAZ.

Aftercare = (what they’re like after sex) He needs it. He's a sensitive boy, honestly, and if you just up and leave after having sex it's definitely going to hurt his feelings. He wants to pepper kisses all over you and snuggle. And maybe grind on you a little bit while doing so.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Gaz has nice, dexterous hands that can and will pull amazing sounds out of you when he's playing with you. This man fingers like no one's business. He's fairly attentive and will catch any noises or expressions you make while he's learning what you like, so he can do it more efficiently next time. He likes to watch your face when he fucks you, or when you fuck him. Your expressions do a lot for him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) He wants to come on your face. He'll beg for it, even. He wants to mark you anywhere, coming on your ass, your tits, your tummy, but your face is his go-to spot.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He's thought about stealing your underwear from the laundry room on base, when you leave it out. He wouldn't. Especially if you're not dating. It's just a thought. But he… looks. For a while. Especially if it's some lacy thing. Thinks about holding it in his hand while he's fucking his fist. Then goes about his day, chiding himself a bit.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Mildly? I feel like Gaz maybe got around when he was younger but has kind of slowed down, and he's even a bit ashamed of his fuckboy phase. He's seeking more of an emotional connection now instead of flings.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Facefucking is high up there. He also likes missionary so he can watch your expression change into something fuzzy and fucked-out.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) He's definitely always smiling when he fucks you, right up until he's about to come. Whether or not it's a smirk or a goofy grin depends on what you're doing and the mood. He'll also tease and rib you lightly, especially if you're babbling nonsense after he's pushed you particularly hard and made you come several times.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) I headcanon Gaz as being fairly smooth? I honestly don't know why.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Gaz is sweet. He's one to break out pet names, compliments, occasionally praise; I don't think he has a lot of casual sex, so making love is more of a common occurrence than just fucking.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Gaz definitely has a folder on his phone of dirty pictures of his S/O that he pulls up when he's getting off. He prefers sex, but will look at images of you if you're not accessible at the moment. He'll send you images of him fucking his hand, sound clips if he's feeling particularly devious. If you let him take videos of you giving head or fucking him for use while he's away, he'll be very, very grateful.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Marking (with cum, but he'll leave hickies as well). Overstim. He likes to fuck you until you're unintelligible, then keep going beyond that, if you'll let him. Grinding / outercourse / thigh fucking. Service domming.

L = Location  He's not too adventurous, anywhere private.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Gaz just wants to make you feel good, honestly. You getting off gets him off.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Getting super rough, mean, or degrading doesn't do anything for him. Not only is he disinterested in it, it's counterproductive to what actually gives him pleasure, even if you ask for it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Gaz loves eat out for dinner :-) He'll keep going until you're squirming away from him and begging him to give you a break. Tonguefucking is a favorite. He likes fucking your face, making it sloppy and watching the drool run down your chin onto your chest. Bonus points if you wear makeup and he gets to ruin it. Bonus bonus points if you have to walk somewhere with that ruined makeup.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) It depends on his mood; he's normally pretty slow in the interest of being thorough and making you come as hard as you can, as many times as he can make you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) He's indifferent to it. It doesn't give him as much time as he'd like to unravel you, but if you propose it he's certainly not going to turn you down.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Gaz is fairly open to trying new things, but if it skeeves him out even a little bit he's unwilling to try it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Multiple rounds are a given fucking this man. He wants you fucked stupid. He wants you braindead and drooling. He wants you unintelligible on his dick. He will buy a cock ring for the sole purpose of fucking you longer so he can watch your eyes roll back and jaw go slack as you come for the umpteenth time.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) Gaz is fairly open to using toys; again, big fan of service domming, so he enjoys doing whatever he can to make you feel good. He would also enjoy leaving something inside of you while you run errands or do chores, just as a way to mark you, claim you without actually touching you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) He's not a super big fan of it; why edge you when he can make you come, and then make you come again? He doesn't hold out well if you tease him, either. The moment you flirt with him, brush up against him or make a suggestive statement, he's ready to go.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Gaz is very vocal, and he's not shy about it either. He's a whiner, making high pitched breathy sounds, and he's also prone to babbling in your ear when he's close to coming; "Hot, wet, tight, so good for me baby."

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Crier. Not in an emotional sense, but if he comes particularly hard he's thanking you and tears are rolling down his face.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) This man is cut. He has the "otter" build, slim, lean and strong. Veiny arms. Definitely has abs. Cum gutters. His dick is long and curved upward. Average thickness. His balls hang. Good for slapping against your clit when he fucks you from behind.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Gaz wants to fuck, man. Not so much that it's a constant thought of his, but he's easily swayed into being in the mood.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Sex doesn't knock him out, but he'll fall asleep cuddling you afterwards. (He talks in his sleep.)

[some-little-infamy]

Safe

(Read on AO3)

“Be safe.”

The words echo in Tommy’s head throughout his entire shift. It’s strange, to be dating someone who knows the job - really knows the job, and not just knows of the job. When you’re dating a civilian things are different - the fear is heightened, and walking into a fire is seen as a potential death march every single time. And that isn’t to say it isn’t, of course. The risk (be safe) is always there, and every job could go wrong in the blink of an eye. But it’s different to know the work from the inside, understanding that the risks truly are mitigated to the best of their ability and that, all things considered, the job really isn’t as dangerous as the general public makes it out to be.

So it was nice when Evan’s parting words (be safe) are laced with concern, yes, but only looking for the reassurance that Tommy is going to do his best. Evan isn’t looking for the impossible promise that he’ll never get hurt, or that he’ll always come home, because Evan understands that those things aren’t realistic. It’s reassuring.

It’s also enough to have Tommy thinking twice before making riskier moves than he normally would’ve. It’s another sensation he can’t quite put into words, because that makes it sound like he didn’t care if he lived or died before, which isn’t true. The idea of having someone to (be safe for) come home to, however, is different. It’s an extrinsic motivation that no sense of self-preservation can truly compare to.

So Tommy goes to the call. It’s one hell of a fire, the sort that seems to get worse the longer they fight it as if the flames are fueled by his very presence. Another ladder is called out to assist (and then another, and then another), and it takes hours. Hours of (being safe) breathing in smoke and clearing floors that should’ve been empty ages ago and rushing back in to save unaccounted for pets of neighbors on vacation.

Tommy only gets a chance to check his phone on mandated breaks while the team rotates out to hydrate and inhale a protein bar or two. Evan’s texts go from drunkenly misspelled updates of karaoke and Uber rides, to the panic of a missing groom. Tommy asks to stay updated, wishes Evan luck (be safe), and promises to check his phone when he can, wishing it could be more often than it is. It’s a few hours later when he gets his next chance, this time with the more hopeful news that they’ve picked Chim up on a few cameras and are out searching for him. Tommy eyes the flames in front of him ruefully, wishing he could be with Evan searching for their missing friend. He knows that Evan’s more worried than he’s letting on in his messages, and Tommy hates that he can’t be by his side through this. More than that, Tommy owes Chimney his life, and he should be out there trying to find him to repay that favor.

A few hours later brings Tommy the update that they found Chim, something about a neurotoxin from a previous patient. Tommy wants to ask a million questions but he knows Evan’s juggling a lot between his parents being there and Chimney being found and his sister likely being a wreck just then, so all he asks is ‘Which hospital?’, so he knows where to show up when this is all over.

The fire finally reaches a level that can be deemed ‘under control’, even if it takes them another hour or two to actually wrap everything up at the scene. Another glance at his phone and Tommy finds out that they’re going to have the wedding at the hospital with Bobby officiating. One glance at the time and a quick mental calculation tells him that even if he leaves now, speeds (be safe) and catches every green light between here and the hospital, his chances of making it in time are practically zero.

That doesn’t stop him from trying.

The second the truck rolls into the station Tommy hops out of it before it comes to a full stop, sprinting to his locker to grab his keys and hopping in his truck, still in full uniform and with more soot than skin visible, which is how he arrives at the hospital. He’s barely through the door when Evan’s there to greet him (safe), pulling him close for a kiss that leaves Tommy more breathless than any smoke-filled hallway.

Evan pulls away with a mouth and chin covered in soot, like the beard that Evan insists he would look terrible with. “You’ve got a little-” Tommy starts, reaching out to wipe it off, but Evan backs away before he can.

“We’ll match, then,” Evan says, smirking. “You could’ve gone home first,” he adds.

“This is important to you,” Tommy protests. “I didn’t want to miss a second more than I had to.”

Evan beams. “Then let’s stop wasting seconds. Follow me to the happy couple.”

As Evan turns to lead the way to Chimney’s room, Tommy can’t help thinking that the happy couple is right here.

[southernbluebellereader]

Routines Part 2

Part 1

COD MW2 Taskforce 141 x F! Southern Hair Dresser Reader - Not the same as the Southern Cook Reader

Captain John Price, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley, Sergeant Johnny "Soap" MacTavish, Sergeant Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x F! Southern Hair Dresser Reader (COD MW(2))

Warnings: Suggestive actions/language. Slight bullying.

Word Count: ~1,099 words

Summary: Y/N opened up a little salon close to the base where the Taskforce 141 are stationed and there is now a platonic relationship between them and it's always fun bringing in rookies for their first hair cut.

Master List (Tag list at the bottom)

“Why is there a dog in my salon, Simon?”

“Needs a haircut.” Simon ruffled the fur on top of  Riley’s head, earning a tail wag from him.

“Yeah, I can see that, but I caint groom pets.” Y/N kept herself at a distance, not being too fond of dogs. She swallowed hard and kept her eyes on Riley, who kept looking around the salon with curiosity, but remained at Simon’s side.

“You cut hair, don’t ya’?”

“Yeah, but I cut people hair, Simon, I ain’t know how to cut dog hair. Plus… Dogs and me don’t really go well together.”

“He’s trained,” Simon chuckled, taking note of her remark while chuckling, not initially seeing an issue, “But whatever you say. I still need a haircut.”

“Your hair I can cut, Simon,” Y/N smiled nervously, still keeping her eyes on Riley. She had no reason to be distrustful of the dog, he’s trained, according to Simon, “Please leave him by the door, and have a seat.”

Chuckling, Simon did as he was told, for the most part. He sent Riley to the couch by the seating area, earning a gasp from Y/N, “Um, Simon, he’s not going to take a shit on my couch is he?”

—

“Mr. Garrick!” Y/N nearly jumped up from her client chair when she heard the bell above her door and saw Kyle walk in, damn near falling over until Kyle caught her, “You alright, sweetheart?”

He chuckled as he helped her to her feet, earning a small blush from the little hair dresser, “Y-yeah, I’m good. Thanks. Got scared, that’s all.” Y/N adjusted her clothes and composed herself as she watched him take his cap off, scratching his head slightly, “Fancy a cut, Mr. Garrick?”

“Yeah, a shave too if you don’t mind,” Kyle said sheepishly.

“Aight, to the chair you go.”

“W-what?” Kyle looked at her slightly confused then blushed slightly when Y/N pointed to the salon chair that Y/N almost fell out of.

“So I can cut your hair, Mr. Garrick,” Y/N chuckled as she put on an apron,  “Now, go on. You here for a haircut, ain’t ya’?”

Kyle did as he was told and allowed her to drape the cape over him, and allowed her to work, remaining silent to not distract her, just watching her work.

“You know you can talk, right? I don’t bite,” Y/N chuckled as she continued her work.

“Y-yeah… I know, just been a while.”

“I can tell. You been away on a mission?”

“Yeah…” He seemed more quiet than usual. Y/N didn’t want to pry too much, but she also didn’t like cutting in silence.

“You good with cassette players? Mine quit working the other day, you think you can fix it, Mr. Garrick?”

Kyle’s eyes lit up slightly, taking her up on her offer, “Yeah, I suppose so.”

Y/N smiled at him through the mirror as she continued her work around his head, working on his neck, “Sounds like a plan, just don’t break it any more than it already is, my Daddy gave me that little thing.”

“I’ll do my best, Miss Y/N.”

“Y/N is just fine, Mr. Garrick.”

“Only if you start calling me Kyle.”

—

“What’s that smell?” Johnny scrunched his nose as he and Kyle entered the salon, remnants of hair spray was in the air.

“...because like Mama said, the higher the hair, the closer to God,” Y/N chuckled as she finished spritzing hairspray on an elderly lady’s hair, adjusting minor details in her hair, “And now you’re all ready for your little date with your man, ma’am.” The lady thanked Y/N profusely as she admired her new hair-do. She paid Y/N and left the salon with a smile. But not before she gave Johnny and Kyle a quick wink and whispered loudly, “You’re lucky she knows what she’s doing.”

Kyle chuckled as Johnny kept scrunching his nose in an attempt to keep himself from inhaling the hair spray fumes as he headed towards one of the other hairdressers to get his mohawk touched up. Handing her the cassette player she’d asked him to fix, “She’s good as new, Y/N.” Y/N clapped her hands and gently took it from his hands so that she wouldn’t drop it, but instinctively hugged Kyle, “Oh thank you! I’m so excited!” Blushing slightly, Kyle hugged her back, “Well, you gotta see if it works now.”

Blushing slightly, he turned his head and hugged her back, glad that he wore his cap today. Y/N quickly put it on one of the tables and popped a cassette into it and pressed play. Y/N looked at Kyle and Johnny with wide eyes, a wide smile appeared on her face when Aretha Franklin’s voice began to sing on the little cassette player.

Y/N squealed and nearly jumped up and hugged Kyle once more, “Oh thank you thank you!”

Kyle quickly caught you and grounded the both of you so neither of you would fall. Johnny and the hairdresser chuckled in amusement. Kyle wonders if she had other things that needed fixing.

—

“Y/N.”

“John.”

“What is this I hear about you having Kyle be your personal fixer-upper?” The Captain crossed his arms as he stood beside Y/N  as you gave rookie after rookie the obligatory buzzcut.

“What?” Y/N looked up at the Captain in amusement, a little smile on her face. “I asked him if he knew how to fix cassettes, he said yes, and he did.”

“Uh-huh?”

“Then I told him the plumbing for one of the hair-washing stations was busted- and he done fixed it too, I ain’t even ask him!”

“Oh yeah, what else?”

“Hm? Let me think…”

The Captain took a deep breath, then chuckled, “Actually, don’t tell me. Don’t make him do more work than he needs to.”

Y/N’s eyes shot up at him, “Ok well, we have a deal: I deal with y’all’s little rookies, and y’all fix my stuff that keeps breaking every time one of y’all come up in here.”

After a moment of silence, both Y/N and Price smiled in amusement. Once Y/N had finished with the last rookie, Y/N stood beside Price as he rounded them up, “Alright ladies, you know the drill.”

In unison, the rookies saluted Y/N shouted: “Thank you, ma’am!”

Price stayed behind, watching as they walked out, then looked at you, “Thank you, Miss Y/N.”

“It was a pleasure, sir. You want your shave?”

“Please?”

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[cagenewman]

You are cordially invited to the wedding of Cordelia Browning & Cage Newman, taking place on October 19, 2024 at 2PM EST at their home in the countryside of Merrock.

in character date: Saturday, October 19, 2024

out of character date: October 16-20, 2024

location: Cage & Cordelia's home in the countryside

dress code: semi-formal (dresses, suit jackets or button-downs)

invited: all in group; kids are welcome!

Wedding time! Everyone is invited to join us for Cage & Cordelia's wedding in the countryside, at their newly renovated farmstead. Whether you know the bride and groom, one or the other, or are just a local looking for a good time, please feel free to get involved, everyone is welcome!

We will have food, drinks and music, with tons of information to follow when the event kicks off. Interactions are welcome to take place on October 16 - 20, the only thing that we ask is any major or dramatic plots be run by us, to be fair to the event and the time and work put into planning IC and OOC. Obviously you are more than welcome to interact any way you see fit (although attendance is in no way mandatory) with GIF chats or paras, we just want everyone to have fun!

Attire is up to you -- the usual wedding stuff is great, so dresses, button-downs, suit jackets, but no one is going to get kicked out for not following a dress code (there will be a build-your-own cowboy hat station, in case you want to get fancy). Kids are welcome, though we'd prefer if the pets stayed at home to avoid any altercations with Beanstalk or the chickens roaming about. You do not need a date. Come stag if you would prefer, or with your friends!

No RSVP is needed, and again, everyone in the group is welcome to get involved! If you have any questions, please contact us anytime, we're happy to help out. xx

[ilovescarletwitch]

Oblivious Yoda is canon!Yoda

This is a huge pet peeve of mine. Pro Jedi I have a bone to pick, be warned.

Recently I have seen so many Oblivious Anakin is Canon Anakin fics and I really want to know what movies they watched. Anakin was an incredibly perceptive 9 year old who saw Qui-gon's lightsaber and immediately realised he was a Jedi and also knew that Watto wouldn't be able to resist a bet and thus they could trick him. During the First Geonosis Battle he tells a pilot where to aim to cause more damage. When they were escorting Satine he catches on pretty quickly that she has history with his master. During the episode with the Talc he is the first to notice the Talc use picture to communicate and draws a picture to show them they wish to be friends. At the end of the Rako Hardeen arc everyone is congratulating themselves on a job well done and Anakin is the first to realise something is wrong and run to stop Dooku. At the Wrong Jedi he is the one who figures out who the bomber is.

What is he oblivious to? Fandom calls Anakin oblivious in a disgusting display of victim blaming because he didn't realise when he was ten that his new friend was trying to groom him.

Yoda has been the Grandmaster of the Order for centuries. And yet he is oblivious to the survival of the Sith, even when Qui-gon reports it he refuses to believe it and sends Qui-gon to his death. He is oblivious to the Sith master serving in the Senate and then being elected Chancellor. Seriously he is in the same room so many times and fails to sense anything.Chancellor Sith grooms one of their most powerful students right under his nose and he never catches on.He is oblivious to someone, maybe Sifo Dyas maybe not, using the Order's names and funds to order an army of clones that are essentially slaves. According to the new Disney Canon, Dooku has already fallen and in cahoots with the Sith before he left the Order but Yoda is oblivious to what his former apprentice is doing and remains oblivious until Dooku chooses to show his hand. He is oblivious to someone tampering with the Jedi Archives. He is the one to first bring the clones into the battlefield and essentially make them the army of the Republic and yet he remains oblivious to the fact they are a Trojan Horse meant to destroy the Jedi Order. Why is Anakin the oblivious one and not Yoda who is a lot older than Anakin, has a lot more experience and is the one leading the Jedi Order?

Same goes for the rest of the Jedi council, Master Ti in particular. She is stationed on Kamino and her job isn't just to train troopers but also to keep an eye on the Kaminoans. Yet she remains oblivious to so many clones being fitted with chips that would make them turn on the Jedi. During the Fives arc she is completely oblivious to Nala Se dragging Fives before his meeting with the Chancellor. But she has already heard Fives words and yet never investigates after he turns up dead immediately after. People love to crucify Anakin for not listening to Fives but at the time Fives had lured them in a warehouse, stolen Rex's weapon, trapped them behind a ray shield and proceeded to accuse the Chancellor of treason. Anakin had every reason to believe Fives was mad, it's Shaak Ti that was there the entire time and whose job it was to keep an eye on Kamino. Yet nobody says oblivious Ti is canon Ti.

Luminara Unduli's padawan is so traumatized by the war that she not only grows disillusioned in the Jedi Order but carries out a whole terrorist attack on the Temple and frames another Padawan for it. And Luminara remains oblivious to her padawan's actions until Anakin exposes her. Yet there is no tag calling oblivious Luminara canon Luminara.

Obi-Wan Kenobi remains oblivious to Chancellor Sith grooming his student for ten years. He is the adult charged with a small child's care and he never notices that he is under someone else's dark influence. He remains completely oblivious to any personality and behaviour changes that should be huge red flags. Yet, nobody calls Obi-Wan oblivious for not realising that the politician who arranged to meet his underage student alone is hurting his student.

Nobody calls Bail and Mothma oblivious for not realising that their head of state is colluding with the enemy and orchestrating a crisis after another so he can gather more powers and thus name himself emperor.

It's only Anakin who is either a literal child or the age of your average college student during the entire prequels that is called oblivious because he didn't realise that his mentor was manipulating and using him.

@tragicfantasy-girl @riana-one you have some of the best takes regarding hypocrisy in fandom. Do you have any instances where Anakin is actually oblivious?

[whitedragoncoranth]

Destination Knowhere II

Though Nebula - in her job as Knowhere's Security Chief - had the strange Terran, David, and his dragoness Ieesha watched discreetly... in the end they turned out to be relatively harmless. When they weren't utterly busting their butts to help the citizens of Knowhere with even the simplest of chores - as thanks for their generosity in healing the two - the man and his golden-bronze dragoness were nearly always at the park.

David and Ieesha, it seemed, had vaguely adopted the Star Children--all of them! Yes, the children had parents among the people of Knowhere, but of course people have to work so when said people did, Ieesha watched over them. The big dragoness smiled, misty-eyed, as they rested about her body, dozed under her wings, or climbed all over her. "What can I say? She loves kids," David explained to Nebula one day as all this was going on--and then Nebula giggled as Ieesha gently fawned and fussed over her, dismayed expression on her muzzle as she frowned at the Luphomoid's crude cybernetics before Nebula had to wave her away, saying that she was fine.

Still, Ieesha whined soft and low, and David stated without hesitation, "If you ever do need any work done, our ship has a state-of-the-art Clinic, where we can take a look at you; help you with any medical issues, maybe even give you a few upgrades. It'll cost you nothing. You come see us anytime. Don't be a stranger, eh?" As the unmodified Luphomoid child cheered and jumped up and down inside her - she was talking to a frutackin' dragon rider! - Nebula laughed and nodded. "Deal," she called happily as she went to return to her Office and resume her duties.

Later - when the Star Children were picked up and taken home, as the lighting of the station dimmed to artificial sunset - David and his beloved dragoness tended to the last child under her wing. This was Rocket Raccoon, of course--but the poor fellow looked a little dazed as Ieesha had somehow coaxed him out of his suit; he was nude, yet dignity was upheld as Ieesha's wings were a tremendous privacy shield. Raccoon-calling to him, Ieesha softly, gently, lick-lick-licked him, washing him, bathing him all over! As she did this, David was there with a grooming kit for pets, combs, de-knotting, de-matting, de-shedding brushes--thoroughly working him over.

Rocket, while all this was going on, was drinking from the dragoness; he was suckling milk from a mammalian teat, milk she'd altered just for him to be utterly packed with everything the raccoon needed. The dragoness had been utterly seething furious at the condition of the little one - had badgered David that they needed to get him aboard the Dragon Weyr as soon as possible - and David, after examining him discreetly, even with just a passive psionic scan, acquiesced. ~If the Guardians won't allow it, I'm taking him anyway, poor joor raan! He needs freyend... he needs so much...~

The dragonesses body hitched in a sob, silvery tears falling from her eyes to wet the raccoon's head. Oh, if only her tears alone could heal she thought as David soothed her, gently. "We'll work something out with the other Guardians, love. We must; his pain... it's like shattered glass grinding in my head..." Ieesha keened soft and low. They would do for Rocket what they could now: wash, brush, and groom his fur and have him drink Ieesha's milk, try and get some weight on him such that his ribs weren't showing. ~Perhaps we can tell a small nok, a lie, that something in the Dragon Weyr needs repair that can only be done by the little joor racc'n...~ Ieesha started.

"Ieesha!" David responded softly, alarmed. "We--we can't lie to the Guardians, not after the good we've done here! What's this about? What's gotten into you?" In response, Ieesha shook her head, more tears falling, then looked at her David, stricken. ~... he is dii, mine! Dii fariik pahdul! My... my precious baby. My precious baby, and he is in vaarnufaaz, unrelenting pain! In his hahdrim, his mind, in his kopraan, his body, and his sil, his very soul! He... he hurts so much! He hurts... He hurts...!~ As Ieesha lick-lick-licked Rocket gently and watched over him whilst he suckled from her - the raccoon drifting in and out of sleep - David shook his head ruefully. Sweet, soft, gentle Ieesha, who broke all the "typical dragon tropes" along with the rest of her kin. With open mind and endless compassionate heart, she just wanted to help everyone she could. This wasn't the first time this had happened, and it wouldn't be the last.

[cosmic-walkers]

This was evident to me in the show, but the book paints such a clear picture of when Thomas, eventually, cuts ties with Anne.

And it was this scene right here. For various reasons, this displeases Thomas. The most obvious reason is, that asking a man to compromise a young girl is one thing, but asking him of all people to do that, is another.

It also shows how, no matter how far he's climbed, Anne will always see him as a ruffian. She will always see him as someone below her that she commands to do heinous things, such as taking advantage of a princess. They have just addressed on the page before, that whatever man got caught with Mary, he would be killed. Regardless, Anne simply doesn't care.

Master Secretary or not, to Anne, Thomas is a dog, a dog whom she can make do vile things with absolutely no repercussions on her. Because, if Thomas did do this, there would be no way it could be tied back to Anne. No writing, no contract, nothing; his word against hers. It is a death mission that she is sending him on, and she simply just doesn't care.

He is a pet to her, something to command. And for such a long time, she thinks she has him under her control, but she doesn't.

Thomas was never looking for Annne's approval, nor was he looking to be recognized by her, but what he did see her as, was an equal of some sort, and someone he respected. Anne and Thomas were two people who subverted every expectation of their station, brought in a new religion, disposed of a Spanish queen, etc. There was this idea that they were in this together. Of course, in the books, he never expects Anne to see HIM as her equal, but what he does expect is some respect. Because she would not ask this from a nobleman, she wouldn't ask this of any man close to her.

Thomas realizes that in this scene, most of what he thought of her is wrong. Because for everything vile they've both done, the turning point, is talking about potentially assaulting/grooming and compromising a girl the second she turns 18.

More importantly, Thomas is from Putney and he is a true lowborn man. The majority of the book, we see that while he does respect his Putney roots, he does not want to be associated with the rascal like, scoundrel personality that is typically tied to Putney. Shit like this, is probably what Putney men do, and that is somewhat of a trigger for Thomas.

He didn't climb this high, just for someone to throw what she assumes he is, because of his low birth, back at him.

Long story short, Thomas spends his whole life subverting the ideas others have of him, and Anne did that as well. But in this moment, he sees her for what she is, and he knows how she views him. They were never the same, they were never equals, they were truly on the same team.

And at least, in Wolf Hall, that is why he decides to turn on her.