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hotvintagepoll · 11 months ago

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Katharine Hepburn (Bringing Up Baby, The Philadelphia Story, The African Queen)—This woman. I have been obsessed with her for years. I know the urban legend is a popular one at this point of her walking around set in her underwear when her pants were stolen and she was left with only a skirt, but the pants thing is honestly enough for her to be the hottest in the room in my book. She refused to wear anything else at a time when the public in general and especially the studios did not like that. She was independent, stubborn, and so so very capable. Competency kink anyone? Also, if you want one final way that Katharine's entire life was saying "fuck you" to the establishment, it started young! Her mother took her to suffrage events, and she never got rid of that attitude of justice. I feel like I have barely scratched the surface of all the ways she was such a badass that I'm turning into a rambling mess instead.

Gene Tierney (Laura, The Ghost and Mrs Muir, Leave Her to Heaven)— The class, the elegance. The way she walks into frame and immediately all focus is on her. She had a pretty lengthy struggle with mental health that she describes in her book, which I think made her all the more sensitive in portraying characters like in leave her to heaven. Also she dumped JFK so

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Katharine Hepburn propaganda:

I'm sure one million people will submit her as an iconic Hollywood star but that iconicness might lead people to forget just how insanely hot she was like she had it ALL she was skilled she was funny she was smart she was beautiful AND she was likely bisexual

The single word I would use to explain Katherine Hepburn's appeal is *range*. In her acting career, that meant covering all the ground between lush period dramas and the comedies she did with Carey Grant and Spencer Tracey. In terms of hotness, it meant an uncanny ability to bring anything from a Dietrich-esque androgyny to some of the best Classic Hollywood Glamour you will ever see.

Katharine hep was so cool. The VIBES, the INDEPENDENCE,,, living life on her own terms.

she just had this.... bearing to her, this power. she could be funny, even silly (like in bringing up baby) but also so regal and elegant. she was nobody's fool and dear GOD that's so hot

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She’s not only stunningly gorgeous (those eyes that pierce your soul! a jawline you could cut glass with!) but her delivery and physical presence in roles gives off confidence and authority in such a sexy way (truly the biggest dick energy of Old Hollywood). Her fiery energy in The Philadelphia Story? Unmatched.

God she's. She's so hot y'all. She has the range!!!!! Funny and dramatic and lovely

She IS the transatlantic accent. Classically gorgeous and such a strong personality.

She's literally one of the funniest women to ever live! She goes shot for shot with Cary Grant in Philadelphia Story and we damn well love her for it! She's the most annoying creature to ever live in Bringing Up Baby but she's so insane and funny that we simply cannot help but fall in love with her (and root for her to give Grant an aneurysm!)

i know she's accounted for but i really want to be sure someone has submitted the scene in bringing up baby where she's pretending to be a gangster

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She simply stuns onscreen; you cannot do anything but be captivated by her presence. Also a non-gender-conforming icon and mild tumblr celebrity by virtue of that one picture from The Warrior's Husband (stage play).

Katharine Hepburn was out here casually changing the lives of young butch lesbians with her gender swag! She wore pants even when people said she shouldn’t, she refused to marry or have kids, and she wore menswear in at LEAST one movie!

If I start thinking about her face for too long I will cry she is so so hot. Katherine is so charismatic and charming in everything she appears in - watch her adopt a leopard and fall in love with her. Also she has the biggest dick energy ever (she and her pal Lauren Bacall share that accolade). Also had an incredibly long and varied career from screw ball comedies to serious dramas - she’s a queen of the screen and I adore her.

Someone's got to mention it, but she's won the most Oscars out of any performer and is largely considered one of the greatest actresses ever. She's got an incredible voice, an incredible presence, and she absolutely steals every scene she's in. She was private person and deemed standoffish and unapproachable, but she was also profoundly concerned for people's rights and was an outspoken supporter of abortion access. Finally, the Katharine Hepburn slacks look is just iconic. I mean look at her.

(I hope someone else submits real propaganda but just in case they don't:) Cries. Screams. Wails. The woman who singlehandedly made me realize I was bi. A real "do i want to look like her. be her. or be with her.' crisis, where the answer was all three. Holy shit please all three.

Gene Tierney:

The entire plot of Laura is that a guy has to become completely obsessed with a woman after just seeing her portrait. This only works because Gene was cast in the role. I 10000% believe anyone could fall in love after seeing her face.

Those eyes! Just look at those eyes! She’s at her hottest in Leave Her To Heaven— I literally want her to ruin my life.

Absolute grade-A babe, she is the perfection incarnate.

Gene Tierney was beautiful, poised, intense. I associate her with roles where she was murderous or an intelligent woman being patronized to - like a woman on the edge! As far as I am concerned, she deserved to do whatever she wanted.

She had a slight overbite which was amazingly sexy, and a throaty voice that was very memorable as well. She’s terrific in Laura, which reminds me I should watch it again.

EYES!! Her diabolical acting in Leave Her to Heaven is just perfect, Rosamund Pike definitely took notes for her Gone Girl from her.

Oscar-nominated and simply one of the most beautiful women to ever walk this Earth.

Absolutely stunning. In Leave Her to Heaven, she reaches Rosamund-Pike-in-Gone-Girl levels of “holy fucking shit?!?!?!” She had a fling with JFK in the ‘40s and also dated the exes of Rita Hayworth and Hedy Lamarr (Prince Aly Khan and W. Howard Lee, respectively). Sadly, her daughter was born with a disability (during a time in which there were few good mainstream options for disabled children and their parents), likely because of a fan who was sick with measles and went out of her way to meet Tierney (who was pregnant) anyway. Topical! Sure would be good if people stayed home when they were sick! Anyway, she was also a Republican, which sucks. Laura and Leave Her to Heaven are great viewing though.

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moonlitcelestial · 1 month ago

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Chapter 4

Beyond the Lens - Logbook Videographer!Reader x Poly OT8 Ateez

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Disclaimer: This story is purely a work of fiction. It is not meant to assume or mock anything about Ateez, Atiny, or anything relating to what I do not know about being a videographer. I will be attempting to keep it as gender neutral as possible but it will have she/her pronouns.

The logo in the center is mine. Please do not reuse or copy.

I strongly recommend looking at the inspiration pictures and Pinterest board (which will be updating as the story goes on).

Warnings: slow burn, cussing, conflict, possible angst, fluff, and obliviousness. This list will be updated as the story goes on.

Thanks for reading <3 Moonie

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The next morning you woke up 20 minutes before your alarm. After yesterday you crashed out as soon as your head hit the pillow but your sleep was restless. The giants crowded you on the bed, which made you happy you had a king sized bed. They took up more space than you do.

“Come on child, I love you too, but I need to get up.” You muttered sleepily to Toothless who has learned that your alarm means you have to get up. When he hears it he always has to crawl up to you and get as close as possible to your face and purr. You have gotten to where you set it for about five minutes earlier than you need to get up to let him get in some cuddle time, as if he didn’t get enough. Sometimes he misses the mark by about thirty minutes but it is the thought that counts. You lightly shoved him off of you as you swung your legs off of the bed you grabbed your glasses before standing up and stretching. Today was going to be gorgeous and you knew that I would be a great riding day. The team also has to bring supplies over too so riding your motorcycle would be good for reserving a spot. You meandered into the walk-in closet. Looking around you decided what you wanted to wear and grabbed your high waisted buckle embellished pants, and one of the nice low cut, but not too low cut, blouses and your favorite leather jacket.

After getting your shit together you messaged the team that you would meet them at the studio. You put on your shitkickers and grabbed your helmet, yelling at the giants that you would be home later and that you love them. You walked around your Cadillac to your all black Yamaha R6 motorcycle, that you affectionately called Ink. You threw your leg over it, took off your glasses to put on the helmet, put on your helmet, opened the visor to put them back on, and slapped down the visor. You started it up and made sure your Bluetooth was connected to your helmet so you could have some music on the ride.

You pulled into the small lot next to your building and parked next to Aurora's car. You got off and headed to the door making your way into your studio flipping your visor up in the process. Forrest opened the door with his back carrying out some of the things you would need for the day. You held it open and said, “hi,” startling him. He almost dropped the box that he was carrying, which would have been a very expensive accident. He whipped around and let out a breath when he realized it was just you.

“Holy shit man you scared me!” He looked you up and down and smiled.

“You're slaying today, totally badass.” You walked with him to the back of Willow's car. You guys always loaded things in her vehicle because she had the most room. You opened the trunk for him and smiled as he threw his arm around you in a half hug.

“My camera and things are ready to go upstairs, so whenever you guys have what you need we can head out. I brought Ink today so we could minimize the space we take up and maximize space for storage by only having three of us in the car.”

“Smart cookie, we only have our personal cameras and laptops to go, all of the big things are in the car already.” He responded.

“Great. I will go grab my bag and we can head out then!” You skipped to the front door and ran through the studio to grab what you needed. Thankfully you thought ahead and packed your bag yesterday. Once you grabbed the bag you walked back downstairs to meet the team.

“Everything is packed and ready to go," Aurora said excitedly, throwing her arms around your shoulder from behind. “We finally get to see KQ in person and not on a screen! I am so excited, I cannot wait to see what our setup could look like and I cannot wait to see the boys in their natural habitat.” She rambled. You squeezed the hand that was thrown over your shoulder. She always rambled when she was nervous and anxious. You noticed that she also tended to crave skinship then too. She smiled at you and let go of you so she could head to the backseat of Willow’s SUV. Forrest was already parked in the passenger seat.

Willow walked out last. “Good morning sunshine,” you said to her. She was always grumpy in the morning even when it was a later morning like today. She looked at you and raised her travel coffee cup in greeting. You giggled and walked off to your bike, you started down the road after getting your glasses situated, flipping your visor down, and giving Willow a thumbs up.

After a few minutes you reached the parking garage for KQ. It was a decent size. You pulled up to a spot that was fairly close to one of the doors. You had made it a little bit ahead of Willow. You sat in the middle of the spot so you could reserve it for your team. You flipped up the visor, and took off your glasses. Once you finished your little glasses routine you shook out your braided hair making sure it wasn't tucked into anything.

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“Is that Y/n? I've never seen that bike in the lot before.”

“I don't know man, let's just wait and see”

The person sitting on the bike looked really badass. Whoever it was took off their helmet and low and behold it was Y/n. Wow, she looks so good on a bike. That is something that I never thought I would think is hot. Her glasses are framing her beautiful e/c eyes. Her tattoos peeked out by her collarbone which is something that we will have to ask her about later. When she put the helmet under her arm she looked so sexy.

“We should go see her”

“Okay, let's go.”

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“Y/n?” You heard a voice yell. You looked around and saw Yunho and Mingi smiling as they approached you. Your heart stopped as they approached, they were wearing simple clothes and they looked absolutely magnificent. Their bare faces were glowing and you could feel the happy energy radiating from them. They both had just gotten out of a vehicle that was already driving off. You smiled back at them, giving them a wave.

“Good morning!” You chirped, you threw your leg off the bike and sat your helmet down on the seat. Yunho pulled you into a hug and Mingi followed suit.

“We are so excited for you to see where we make our magic happen.” Yunho said with a wink at you. You laughed and adjusted the straps of your backpack on your shoulders.

“I love your outfit,” Mingi said motioning to his waist at the approximate placement of the buckles on you.

“Thank you! It's been a while since I have worn them. I generally will wear them when I ride this beauty.” You replied, patting the motorcycle. You saw Willow’s silver SUV pull into the garage around the broad shoulders of the twin towers. “There is the team, I've gotta move the bike so Willow can park here, could one of you hold this while I move?” you asked quickly, holding your helmet out so you wouldn't knock it off the seat. Mingi stepped forward and gently took the helmet from you and put it under his arm. That is most definitely a sight that would be a great photograph. You threw your leg over the bike and started scooting it back toward the wall just like you normally do when reserving her spot. The twin towers stepped away to allow Willow to pull into the space. Once everyone was situated in the parking spot you walked back toward the trunk meeting Mingi and Yunho who had started a conversation with Forrest. You smiled at the interaction, those three would bring the most chaos if they were together for too long.

“Here I can take that back from you Mings,” you said motioning to the helmet he still had under his arm.

“Oh, I forgot I even had it, here you go,” he replied with a bright gummy smile. You would absolutely love to see him with a pretty pink helmet with a tiara affixed to it. Of course he would have to even consider riding a motorcycle before that would ever happen. You grabbed one of the smaller boxes and turned to look at everyone. Yunho had grabbed the last box out of the trunk and started showing everyone where they needed to go. Mingi follows just behind him, still chattering with Forrest. The door was toward the back of the lobby so you bypassed security and thank goodness you didn't have to interact with people. You hated people. Yunho was in the lead and he pushed the button to go up. You were in awe of how he balanced the box without even teetering, like you generally did, when he pushed the button. After the short elevator ride he brought you to an office, where Hongjoong was already waiting. You looked around the space, there were two sets of desks facing each other and a large amount of shelving behind the desks. While it wasn't your usual setup you could definitely make it work. You smiled and nodded to Hongjoong before setting your helmet, box, and backpack down on the desk the farthest to your right. He raised an eyebrow at the helmet you placed down.

“What? Never seen a motorcycle helmet before Joong?” You teased with a giggle. His eyes widened.

“No no,” he said, waving his hands in front of him, “I have, I just didn't expect it from you,” he said, “wait, that didn't come out right,” he was getting more frantic with his movements. It looked like he was trying to swipe the words out of the air. “I'll just be quiet now,” he finished rambling, put his arms down and faced the floor so you couldn't see the blush spreading over the rest of his face. He looked like a child that just got in trouble. Mingi laughed at his reaction and walked over to Hongjoong slapping his shoulder.

“Hyung, it hasn’t even been two minutes of them being here and you are already embarrassing yourself.” Hongjoong looked over at him with a glare and Mingi walked away before he could smack him. You snickered at their antics.

Yunho threw an arm over your shoulder and steered you toward the door. “I am your official tour guide for today seeing as my parts for the songs are finished. We need to go get your official ID badges and then I will show you around the building. Then we can break for lunch and come back for dance practice, sound good?”

You nodded and turned toward your team who were chattering amongst themselves. “Sound good for you guys as well?” You repeated to the chatterboxes. They all looked at you with wide eyes like they had been caught doing something they shouldn’t be. They are just like children.

“What did you say? We didn’t catch it.” Willow said sheepishly.

“He said that he is our tour guide and that we need to go get our official ID badges and then he will show us around the building. Then we can break for lunch and come back for dance practice.”

“Oh yeah, sounds great,” Aurora quickly said. You squinted at her over your shoulder. They were definitely up to something. Most likely plotting something surrounding you, and there is no telling what it could be.

“Lead the way then Yuyu” you joked. He looked at you with surprise. He was the only one that had any reaction to you calling him by a nickname. You looked up at him, he was just about a head taller than you, and you could see the blush creeping up his neck. He started down the hall and was steering you around with his arm over your shoulder. All of the halls you turned down confused you thankfully you had a tall knight in shining armor leading the way.

“Okay, through that door is the office that does the cards, I will wait out here for everyone.” Yunho said, taking his arm off of your shoulder. You missed the comforting weight already. You smiled up at him and looked back to your team who were snickering to themselves. What is up with them today?

You pushed the door open to the office and held it open for the rest of your team. They nodded at you and walked passed. Aurora took the lead and explained who you were and why you were here. They all knew that you did not like speaking to new people unless absolutely necessary. They motioned for you to follow them back and they set you in front of a camera much like they would if you were taking a drivers license photo. After each of you went through the process they handed you the badges. You bowed to them and thanked them for their time.

Once you had the badge strapped to your collar you stepped out to the hallway where Yunho was waiting Yeosang was standing with him. Both of them looked at you as you stepped out of the office. Yeosang looked at you with wide eyes and a small blush creeping up on his cheeks. What is with everyone today, no one seems to be able to handle your presence.

You turned to look at Aurora ducking your head toward her and quietly asked “Is there something going on that I do not know about? Everyone is acting weird around me?”

“You can be very intimidating, I think they are just getting used to you being around here.” She said with a wink and shoved you toward the boys. Being the only single one on your team was an absolute nightmare; all three of them had significant others so they all always teamed up on you. Willow had her husband Rowan, Forrest had his husband Asher, and Aurora had her wife Meadow, and you had no one. Why is it that after all of these years of not having anyone remotely interested in you everyone is now a blushing mess around you.

“Good morning Y/n-nie,” Yeosang said as you stumbled closer. His blush was replaced with a wide smile. The birthmark near his left eye was on display because he was barefaced. His smile was stunning, he was stunning. This is exactly why he is your bias wrecker. You could feel your face heating up the longer you lingered in your thoughts.

“Good morning Yeo,” you responded, bowing your head slightly.

“Do you mind if I join your tour? I just finished up my portion of recording and do not have anything to do until dance practice this afternoon.” He asked and looked between you, your team, and Yunho. He had a hopeful look on his face which was very maltese of him. You nodded and looked at Yunho seeing if he was okay with it as he is the one with a plan and you were only there to tag along.

“Yeah, we don't mind one bit, the more the merrier!” Yunho said with a look toward you. He threw his arm around your shoulder and he tugged Yeosang under his other arm. Yeosang made a noise of protest and wormed his way out from under Yunho's arm and made his way to the other side of you.

After the tour of the rest of the building and Yunhoand Yeosang explaining what some of the rooms were for and how they remembered where everything was. The final room that they wanted to show your team was the big recording studio. As your group got closer to the studio the more nervous you got. The first time was nerve wracking enough, even with the giants there you were still in over your head. Of course with some of their reactions to you today maybe they should be nervous of you. Yeosang held open the door for you and you bowed slightly to him. All eyes were on you as you entered the larger recording studio. You heard your team shuffle in behind you.

“Y/n-nie! How are you? I heard you rode a motorcycle here, that's so cool! Could I see it later?” Wooyoung ecstatically questioned. He scrambled toward you and threw himself at you to give you a hug. You knew that he had always been affectionate toward the other members, and you couldn't say it surprised you that he was affectionate toward you. You hardly expected the rest of the members to be this affectionate with you.

“I'm doing well, I don't mind showing the bike to you. One of these days I could drive you around on it if you like, so long as the extra helmet I have fits you.” You replied to his rapid fire questions.

“Yahhh that would be so much fun!” He said pulling away from you and placing his hands on your shoulders. Wooyoung steered you toward the couch that San and Seonghwa were sitting on. They both scooted over to put you in the middle while your team found seats scattered across the room. You sat down and Wooyoung planted himself in front of you between your knees.

“Mingi is almost finished with his recording and then we need to get Jongho and myself done and then we can break for lunch,” Hongjoong said, glancing around the room to everyone. He smiled at you and your team and turned back to Mingi speaking into the mic to give him feedback.

“So, what do you think of it here? Is it to your expectations as an Atiny?” Seonghwa asked. You turned to look at him and smiled.

“It is a lot bigger than I expected, I will get lost here until I get the hang of the layout, but that is normal for me.”

“In all honesty, it is sometimes difficult for me to find things still, and I have been here a lot longer than you. You will get the hang of it.” He said putting his arm around the back of the couch and resting his hand on your shoulder rubbing soothing circles on it. Not too shortly after you felt someone put their head on your knee. You look down to see Wooyoung just resting there, he was practically wrapped around your leg. His hand was drawing small circles on your calf. He seemed to be content just in your presence. Everyone was awfully quiet listening to Mingi, his voice fitted through the space as they recorded one of the slower songs on the album. You took a page out of Woo’s book and leaned your head onto Seonghwa’s shoulder. You could feel him look at you with surprise, but he leaned his head on yours just a couple of seconds later. Everyone seemed tired, it almost felt too quiet but it was a comfortable quiet. You could get used to this kind of peace and quiet.

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mistydeyes · 1 year ago

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hiiiiiii can you please do a reader who is captain of a all woman force like top 3 military ranks and shes young to and she dates gaz ex

When 141 raid las v they get over powered by shadows and laswell knew this would happen so she calls in reader and her team to help 141 are there thinking fight until you drop until they see soldiers in all black military outfits with masks take down shadows no sweat. And then soap comes up like “thanks man who are you” and she’s like “we’re the widows” and uncovers her mask to reveal she’s a woman…….

I always imagined in the cod world an black widow inspired branch

THANK YOU SO MUCH AND YOU ARE LOVED,GORGEOUS,SMART,WORTHY 💕💕💕

thank you so much for requesting and the kind words! highkey wish they would introduce a group of badass fighter women into the modern warfare universe

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summary: Working behind the scenes is a group of highly trained and focused women. They're only whispers until the 141 is put into a perilous position and require rescuing.

pairing: Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, depictions of violence

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"How's that lover boy of yours doing, Angel?" your second-in-command joked. You rolled your eyes as you closed your final page of post-op paperwork. "Probably trying to beat his mates in a push-up contest," you replied, laughing at the thought of Kyle doing anything else. Despite what you thought, Gaz was pinned down in an empty cargo container in the middle of Mexico. While Ghost and Soap provided cover, he was trying to contact Laswell through a majority-busted radio. "Watcher-1, it's Bravo team," he shouted before he heard the broken-up replies from Laswell. Price pulled the radio out of his hands before he took the tiny window of opportunity to respond. "Watcher-1, we need emergency evac," he rapidly said with a hoarse tone, "we need help, Watcher-1."

Your restful slumber was awoken by a hurried set of knocks on your quarter's door. You hastily jumped out of bed and opened it to reveal a private, standing sheepishly in front of you. "Sorry to wake you ma'am but Chief Station Laswell is online in the conference room and she wants to speak to you," they said hastily and you quickly followed after them, disregarding the current state you were in. An hour later, you, your lieutenant, and sergeants were on a helo to Las Alamas, Mexico. "They say what kind of shit they're in?" Iris, your most junior sergeant, asked over the howling night air and the sound of rotating helicopter blades. "Only that it's Captain Price's men and their last comm came from a storage container," you replied. Your team could tell you were worried and your lieutenant threw an arm around your shoulders. "We'll get them and make sure Sergeant Kyle is safe, Major," she reassured but this did nothing to help the growing pit in your stomach and the pooling sweat in your palms. Why the fuck did you let this happen, Price?

"Evac in 2 hours," the pilot called over the comms and your team dispersed into the rubble of what resembled a base. You used the back of your hand to shield your masked face from the kicked-up sand and dirt. The midnight black balaclavas felt hot against your face but you disregarded the minor discomfort. Countless bodies of the private militia group, the Shadows, littered the ground and you kicked over each body in a fruitless attempt to identify them. "Cargo holds should be 2 clicks to our north," Viper, your lieutenant, directed and you signaled them to follow your lead. You approached cautiously, hiding behind other containers and building rubble as you swept for enemy reinforcements. You looked down to see a cluster of heat signatures heading your way. "Hold on," you directed with a fist in the air, "we got company." The group stopped on your command and you quickly devised a plan, "Iris and Artemis, you take overwatch," you commanded as they began to move in careful sprints, "Cosmo, you and I will move towards the cargo," with that, you dispersed and moved quickly under the guise of dust.

As soon as you neared the rusted metal structure, you could hear a cacophony of shouts followed by the piercing sound of bullets. "Get down, Angel," you could hear your sergeant yell and you thudded to the ground. Amongst the dust, you could see the soldiers fall one by one with your team's sniper rounds filing through them like they were paper. Despite feeling absolute pride in their skill set, you were interrupted by a tight grip on your ankles. You turned to see a Shadow Company member crawling towards you, knife ready to attack. The adrenaline kicked in as you slammed your boot into their face and prepared to go on the offensive. As they were momentarily stunned, you took the opportunity to savagely jump on their back and crudely drag their knife along their neck. "Good night," you whispered before letting them fall to the ground with a thud. You continued to move to your target, gingerly wiping the reddened blood on your pants. Cosmo didn't question your appearance as you entered her vision and resumed the mission. When you reached the outer doors of the container, your other two remaining members had joined.

You knocked in succession, a code Laswell had told you before you departed. After a few moments of anticipation, the door slowly opened to reveal the tired and grimy faces of Price's team. You looked around and lost count of the amount of injuries you noticed and how some of their limbs were turned in unnatural ways. You could feel your chest tighten as you looked to find Kyle amongst the empty shell cartridges. You were comforted when you saw his face peer over the group. You walked over to him and hugged him tightly, savoring the feeling of knowing he was safe in your arms. "Thank you for the rescue," you could hear him whisper before he pulled you back into an embrace. "You know these lads, Garrick?" you could hear someone say. You turned to see the bruised and cut face of Soap as he tried to feign a smile. Before Kyle could respond, you were sure to make yourself and your team known. "We're not men, Sergeant," you said confidently, peeling off your dusty and blood-soaked mask, "we're the widows."

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sunshine-and-rosiers · 22 days ago

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intro post! <3

OOC: this is a rp blog for Pandora Rosier. if you don't like it, leave. my main blog is @siriuslyobsessed394. <3

hi my lovesss! I'm pandora! (she/her) <3

i'm pan (in name, sexuality, and preferred container in which to scramble eggs), a minor, a proud ravenclaw <i repeat, proud RAVENCLAW. Not Slytherin. Wow, some house pride that's not gryff or slytherin, that's wild>, a feminist, a fangirl, a theatre kid, a supporter of lgbtqia+ rights and an enormous nerd when it comes to care of magical creatures, herbology, divination, shakespeare, and science. If you've got a problem with any of that, I've got a problem with you.

my hobbies include painting, divination, drawing, reading, poetry, baking, making flower garlands, going for walks in the woods, studying animals, concocting potions, and making things explode.

i love to make more friends, and unless you're insulting my heritage/identity/friends, I'm chill with you.

people i know (under the cut)

OOC: um so im part of multiple rps so this is a lil confusing, but this group is mostly in a community, a lot less interacting blog-wise, so here we go!

people i know from The Best Marauders Roleplay:

Siri: @poppy-petals18

James: @jfpotter-official

Reggie: @reggiebytes

Barty: @bartysguitar

Ev: @in-a-different-timeline

Lils: @werewolfadmirer

Mary: @lovelylilypad-s

Dorcas: @frolickinginthemeadowes

Sev: @snifellus

Bella: @astoria-nyx-moon

people i know (from @marlene-fucking-mckinnon's rp):

rita - gossip queen, don't make her mad or she will come after you, dorm mate, love her <3

em - so chaotic, matches my freak, rlly smart, helps source the gossip, love her <3

gil - honestly kind of a genius, could be top of the class if he tried, perhaps into a certain blonde gryff...

@marlene-fucking-mckinnon - lesbian rockstar quidditch bestie

@the-og-lily-evans - super smart, amazing in potions (i could never) and charms

@pretty-little-mary - girl has an infinite supply of confidence and a bigger than infinite sense of style <3

@whyarentyoustudying - insanely smart, very good at care for magical creatures, (somehow) loves chocolate even more than i do

@the-greatest-stag-man - siri's bff, lupin's bf, despised by my brother's friendgroup and reg, tbh idk what to think lol

@the-official-padfoot - blows stuff up almost as often as i do, drama queen, theatre kid, bestie

@heir-to-the-house-of-black - istg kid get some SLEEP. probably not human but we love him for that

@the-officialbartycrouch-jr - future brother-in-law and possibly even more of an idiot, but also somehow a genius at the same time??

@frolickinginthemeadowes - marls's gf, my ev's friend, shes awesome, love her

@evan--rosier - my idiot brother <3

@snifellus - ur alr ig.

people i know from A Very Marauders Roleplay:

@siriusly-padf0ot - way too loud, impulsive, and destructive, that's why we're friends.

@star-of-lions - needs to take care of himself. also dont make him angry or he will kill your friends and family and your family's friends and your friends' families

@marlene-rp - scary feminist quidditch girl who's just a big softie on the inside (dont deny it marls)

@tortoiselove - luv u lils. platonically. of course.

@loony-j-moony - very chill 28/29.5 days. also is very good care of magical creatures and takes very good notes.

@snifellus - actually rlly fun when you get to know him, been a bestie since forever <3

@regulus0cantswim0black - idiot number one. polar opposite of chill, will murder you just for funsies if you piss him off even a little, we love him for it

@in-a-different-timeline - idiot number two, my little brother. (yes i can call you little if it's just four minutes. dont argue ev, its a waste of time)

@james-loves-the-stars - one of the only people i know who would try to avoid going on a murder frenzy.

@d0rcas-in-the-mead0wes - savage, badass, has the best hair, ly girl (platonically ofc dont come after me marls)

@marymacdonaldxoxo - gorgeous diva, amazing fashion sense

@for-petes-sake - insanely good at herbology, hilarious, tells the best stories, good at cheering ppl up

@lumnarus - roomie, bestie, very smart, ly

@astoria-nyx-moon - bestie, murderous queen, love her <3

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sophswritingthings · 1 year ago

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I Just binged your apothecary wife series (SO GOOD BTW) and hear me out

Mizu x reader, but reader is kinda similar in the sense that they pretend to be a man in public , OR fem presenting woman who knows how to fight. And basically them being a power couple

(Imagine reader has something like dual swords instead of a katana, or like something fun and cool) 👀👀

Also i want mizus gender so Bad

pairing: mizu x fem!warrior!reader

warning(s): swearing, blood, injury, uhhhh a little nsfw? I made it as sfw as I could with what my mind wanted to do

a/n: dude. you guys are so SMART. and yes, I want mizu's gender as well. i already am having thoughts about fuckin next halloween

summary: you had been mizu's dueling partner for years; and only recently had the two of you gotten together. you joined her on her quest to kill the three white men in japan. and you two are absolutely a power couple, ready to kick ass at all time—and your passion for one another grows day by day.

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mizu came back up from her fight, covered in blood; severed limbs scattered around her. and there you were, her lovely partner, on the other side of the fight.

you were also drenched in blood, your hair tied back and a flower (which she had given you) tucked in your hair splotched with blood. you were wielding two swords in either of your hands, smiling at her.

she walked over to you, each step concise and filled with purpose. she gave you a quick kiss on the lips, making you drop your weapons at your sides. she always found it cute how you let your guard down so much with her.

“you still manage to look so beautiful, even like this,” she murmurs against your lips, brushing a hand through your dark hair.

“as are you,” you whisper, titling your head back to give her access to your neck. she takes the gesture happily, pressing soft kisses on your neck. it drew soft sighs and smiles from you.

“we need to get cleaned up.” she murmurs, dragging you down the cliff. you still wore a kimono, to which you tucked you swords under.

you still needed to be seen as a lady, to pass by. underneath that little facade was the ass kicking badass that mizu loved so much.

you stopped at the ocean, a small tide pool closed off by rocks. she was stood behind you, slowly removing your blood soaked kimono and dropping it to the sand.

you shivered as the cold wind brushed your skin. your partner was behind you, breathing in your presence, kissing and biting the skin of your neck.

it felt so damn good, little soft moans and sighs escaping your lips as she did so.

mizu chuckled against your neck, standing up straight. she pulled your hair down from its updo, doing the same with hers. she tugged off her own blood soaked clothes, taking your hand and leading you into the warm tide pool.

you hummed, sitting in your partners lap, your forehead pressed against hers. her fingertips gently caressed your waist.

you were so beautiful, like this. so kind and gentle on the outside of the that fighting persona; so sweet, so beautiful.

you had gone from being so serene and sweet to pissing her off.

you splashed water into her face, giggling as you did so.

she wiped the water from her eyes, opening those gorgeous blue eyes with an unimpressed expression. she raised an eyebrow, only slightly.

“I will kill you.” she hissed the words, but there was no truth behind those words. you knew what she said was bullshit, an empty threat.

she’d never lay a finger on you, well, not in that way, at least.

“ah, uh-huh, sure you will, my darling,” you giggle, wading backwards through the pool. “I would like to see your attempt.”

her expression changed with a smirk across her face now, her hair dripping wet as it felt on her face. the sight was one to behold.

mizu waded under the shallow water, grabbing your ankles and dragging you under with her.

you let out a little squeak of surprise, laughing as the bubbles floated to the surface.

the two of you popped up from the water again, your body now pinned against the rough rocks. her soaking wet body kept you pinned there; your wrists firmly in her hands.

you giggle, “how the tables turn, I see,” you murmur, gazing up at mizu with hungry eyes.

mizu didn’t say a word, brushing your hair behind your ear.

“uh.. mizu..?” you were getting worried from your partners silence, gazing back at her. she typically had some stupid thing to say in these kinds of situations.. but here she was, silent as the wind. “I-is everything okay?”

“I love you.”

those three little words left her mouth.

your eyes went wide, gazing back at her. she had never said anything like this, not to you, not to anyone. you weren’t sure she even said it to herself.

“I love you more than I think you could even phantom,” she whispered, leaning into the crook of your neck, kissing tenderly. her body pressed yours, drawing a soft moan right from your chest.

“I..” your voice trailed off, trying to return the passion in which your lover showed you. “I.. I love you too..”

you whispered the words. you were too wrapped up in the moment, with the ‘I love you’ and the way she were pressed up against you.

you could hear her whispering tiny little I love you’s in between passionate kisses. It was clear she meant it; and she was going to make that clear. wether it was with words or actions, it didn’t matter.

you loved her so much.

you would most likely follow her to the ends of the earth, if she asked. and you knew she would do the same for you.

you were devoted to one another. as partners, as lovers.

devoted to your love, to your passion. It wasn’t an obsession, a worship, one sided. you were equally devoted to one another; and that was clear from miles away.

she would tell you she loved you to her very last breath.

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a/n: mizu is the person to get so devoted to her lover that she dies protecting them and I need that. I need it now

#mizu x reader #mizu #mizu blue eye samurai #blue eyed samurai #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #fic request #new fic #request #ask #asked and answered

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phenixy-dunnhart · 5 months ago

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WARNING ! SPOILERS for TLOVM season 3 and Campaign 1

I'm a bit sad with all the negativity in the tlovm tags following this new batch of episodes. Because all the usual appreciation and fun details pointing is drown in it. So I'll do my part and draw some light and appreciation for the following things:

"Allura can't teleport us 'cause we mind wind up in the ocean" Nice nod

The beauty of Glintshore sand? crystals ? I mean, I know the entire island isn't covered in it, but it's there and it's gorgeous

Vax and Grog banter, Pike and Vax friendship when she stole his badass line. Who says that the friendships in tlovm are not showed ? It's smaller because they're running out of time but if you keep both eyes open, you can catch the small moments.

How good was the delirium gas ?

Percy having bad Ripley PTSD ?Check.

Orthax forcing the (gas) mask on Percy's face ? Oh f*ck me that was so good.

Elaina's first appearence and Vex's heart torment ? Check

Vex fighting the gas messing with her mind and seeing Percy getting kidnapped ? Great

Her seeing Percy devoured by some hellish pain ? Awesome foreshadowing for Orthax feeding on Percy's soul

I won't dwell too much on ep 7 because I'm Perc'ahlia trash and this was pure gold but ALL their scenes.

And these two shots:

They're the last thing they think about before passing out. And look at them, they're looking at each other. Great parallels, great cinematography

You want more parallels ? You're not in enough pain ? I've got more ! How about this ?:

Percy cradling Vex because he doesn't want to lose her.

Vex cradling Percy because she lost him

MY HEART !!!!!!

Anyways back to our regular program: The color scheme in the factory is on point. Predominance of green during all Ripley's discussion with percy, some blasts of orange for Orthax.

This shot when they want to make us think Percy will go dark but also because he sincerly understand. He sees with her (green) eyes

Culminating in theses shots:

In the end, the true Percy is good (he's blue which is both his color and Vex's)

Then we got some nice Pike and Kiki character development with the delirium gas

Percy's fight with Ripley is pure display of his capacities and wits, not unlike Vex's fight against Saundor or Grog's fight against Kevdak. The fights with nemesis are always awesome, well choreographed and both characters and animators flexing.

And I like Grog's delirium both beacause it brings a bit of comic relief in this big painful episode but that's not all there is. Because when he gets out of it, he asks Pike if he hurt her again and you can't convince me that he didn't saw Craven Edge and the pain he inflicted Pike in his PTSD (not showed but we know)

Onto episode 8, love the Stilben flashback and the dead mystic cult leader being Taliesin.

The funeral was powerful and beautiful. The highlights being Cassandra crying her last family member and Vex'ahlia not saying the prayer despite being one of the Dawnfather.

Scanlan putting Kaylie's song music sheet on the altar for Percy breaks my heart. For him, he lost both of them and also he traded the life of his friend for moments with Kaylie (which he didn't even had, that's so sad)

Vox Machina assembling all of their allies with the beautiful OST was awesome while conserving this... heaviness. We're still grieving (at least I'm still am)

Vex and Syldor whole convesrsation. Laura Bailey, the talented woman you are and Troy Baker did a great job at humanizing him. though he's still a prick.

Vaxleth and Pikelan scenes were cute

We've got LARKIN mentioned and by Vax nonetheless !

Earthbreaker Groon and Grog doing the slapping hands/muscles flexing meme !

How brutal Thordak's attacks are in ep 8 and 9, all the people dying to rise up the stakes worked really well in my opinion.

Travis smarts piercing through Grog's 6 INT just like in the campaign

Earthbreaker Groon being a BAMF with that suplex

The teamwork going strong during all the fight

Zahra and Kash coming in to save the day. I love them your honor

My jaw dropped at Kashaw's badass magical attack. THAT WAS AWESOME and dropped further at his death. I couldn't believe it at first and as bold as a choice it was, I really liked it. Because it's a thing to kill NPC nameless army guys but killing a beloved character: that take some balls . And because of the unpredictability, the shock hit. I'm always here for the drama and it was beautifully done (the visuals for the Raven Queen and her powers are always as gorgeous as ominous).

Mary Elizabeth McGlynn also showing off her VA talent

In the end, every VM members getting his moment of glory :

Vex with getting the Syngorn army while being at her lowest/rock bottom ("The truth is the only bargaining chip at rock bottom", really nice parallels with the Stillben flashback + her using Percy's philosophy)

Grog destroying the lair

Scanlan getting them out of there at the peril at his life and ending up in a coma (nice subversion so there are not two dead party members followed up by two ressurections)

Keyleth being her badass elemental self (with her two gorgeous muscial leitmotives "blinded by the light" + "passing through the fire")

Pike being able to absorb Thordak -not red but- blue fire/laser which we saw went through Emon like butter. That's one MONSTAH move with beautiful beautiful colors (red yellow and blue mixing) look at this shot:

And Vax having the last kill, thinking of his mother doing this for Emon sure but most important for his mom, Vex and himself and what a beautiful shot and power move with the twisting golden and black torpedo that he is.

A great powerful death for a great powerful foe

And then some sorrow and sweetness. The Vaxleth back hug was adorable.

And that last shot of Keyleth after the confrontation with Raishan makes me long for more and to already be next week.

And that's some positivity and appreciation of CR work because they pour their heart and soul into these series and these characters and it's beautiful and I see it. I hope I could put some light on it at my small scale.

Have a great day and let's wait impatiently for next week and end of season 3

#tlovm #tlovm spoilers #tlovm season 3 #tlovm season 3 spoilers #CR campaign 1 spoilers #my opinion #Sorry if I made some typos and mistakes english isn't my first language

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imhereformarvel · 1 year ago

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The Marvels was so damn good. Well balanced, good pacing for a quick film, lots of humor, and some seriously exciting surprises. So many thoughts, keeping it non-spoiler:

-Kamala is a precious angel baby that had everyone in my theater in stitches of laughter the entire movie. If you watched the series, you already know that the actress is phenomenal, however, she manages to bring serious star power to the big screen in a way that feels truly magical. I see big things for Iman Vellani’s future.

-I love that we got to see a very human side of Carol in this film. She is funny, vulnerable with her found family, and still an absolute ass-kicking badass nonetheless.

-Monica is such a strong character. She never falters in the face of adversity, and I really admire it. She is smart, fair, brave, and levelheaded when others can’t be. A great role model for the younger crowds seeing the film.

-THE FLERKENS!!!!! 🐱🐱🐱🐱

-UM the end of the film sets up some seriously big shit and I don’t want to spoil it for anyone but all I can say is DAMN.Y’all gotta see for yourself. Major plot points for the future direction of the MCU are established with some shocking cameos. Both the end-of-film cameo and post credit scene cameo made my entire theater gasp!

-1 official (awesome cameo) mid credit and an audio end of credit (just for fun).

-Gorgeous fight scenes. Smooth, well choreographed, and successful in highlighting everybody’s unique powers.

Phase 4 had its rocky moments, but I feel like this week Marvel hit two big homeruns with the Loki season 2 finale and The Marvels. This film really felt like we are getting back to our roots with great action and exciting promises of things to come.

#the marvels #captain marvel #miss marvel #photon #carol danvers #kamala khan #monica rambeau #marvel #mcu #disney #brie larson #iman vellani #teyonah parris

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thepunkranger · 29 days ago

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Hi yes this is your reminder that I am Gay and the women in Resident Evil are almost all pure perfection in their own ways and it’s truly impossible for me to pick a favorite

Exhibit A: Jill Valentine. The OG. Truly a testament to the fact that Strong Female Characters can be done well and stand the test of time. Jill started her life in a full shirt, pants, shoulder pads, and a jaunty beret and only gets more iconic from there. An action hero among action heroes

Exhibit B: Rebecca Chambers. MY FUCKING WIFE. Rebecca Chambers is 5’3”, 95lbs, with an IQ in the stratosphere and the ability to wield heavy artillery. My girl faced the demons and came out the other side with a thumbs up. Truly iconic

Exhibit C: FUCKING CLAIRE REDFIELD. Beautiful. Perfect. Amazing. Show stopping. Badass. Has the best outfit of any RE girl, and that is seriously saying something. Cares for everyone but especially lost children. Rides a motorcycle and totes around a grenade launcher like it’s nothing. A civilian with 0 combat experience who made it out of a zombie outbreak unscathed with a little girl in tow

Exhibit D: Ada Wong. Fucking celestial goddess. Like a goddamned painting. One of the best anti-heroes I’ve ever encountered. Sexy as hell while also not being a one-dimensional femme fatale. Does shit in heels and a cocktail that should be physically impossible. Has the mentality of an outdoor cat. Also a crossbow

Exhibit E: Ashley Graham. A perfect example of a character needing saving but not being annoying or useless. Ashley’s character development in the RE4 remake is some fantastic writing and the whole scene with her and the wrecking ball is truly amazing

Exhibit F: Sheva goddamned Alomar. Poor girl gets the short end of the stick for being a partner character in 5, but she’s another 10/10. Strong. Gorgeous. Smart. Empathetic. Unbreakable. Also I’m pretty sure the first RE protagonist to canonically have a tattoo? Fantastic

Exhibit G: Sherry motherfucking Birkin. I don’t understand how Sherry Birkin is a functional adult but I am so glad that she is because she’s fucking amazing in RE6. Takes down a zombie soldier with a cattle prod. Claire would be so proud

Exhibit H: Zoe Baker. Poor girl has monster parents and fucking Jigsaw for a brother and all she wants is for people to help her as much as she helps them. Super smart and ready to brawl at a moment’s notice. And also I love her thick-ass southern accent

Exhibit I: Lady Dimetrescue. What can I say about Lady D that hasn’t already been said? She’s almost 10 feet tall. She has tits the size of genetically engineered watermelons and an ass to match. She dresses like the classiest of ladies. She makes wine from the blood of maidens. She eats men. And she literally turns into a giant crystal dragon. Truly a masterpiece

#resident evil #jill valentine #Rebecca Chambers #claire redfield #Ada Wong #ashley graham #sheva alomar #sherry birkin #zoe baker #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu

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drghostwrite · 1 year ago

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Supply Closets & Satin Sheets

Pairing: Addison Montgomery x fem!reader

Summary: Addison finds out about Derek and Meredith and isn't taking it well, you just so happen to stumble in on her while she's having a bad day and the unexpected or so it seems happens.

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You were trying to catch a break, you were working on a procedure plan for some upcoming surgeries, two weeks ago you had saved a patient's life, a 32-hour surgery that was touch and go, the news picked up on it and before long people knew your name. After that you were being chased down for every big surgery, you were there to do one thing save lives, and you didn't mind the attention but it became too much when every time you were transporting a patient from a trauma bay people were chasing you down asking to scrub in.

You quickly turned the corner moving down the hall staring at your chart, you the squeak of sneakers as a nurse stepped out in front of you, "Hey woah," He said quickly dodging you and watching as you kept going.

"I'm so sorry." you said stopping to talk to him.

"It's all good, you're not usually one we have to worry about, you have a reputation." he laughed with a sly smirk. you looked up at him head tilted curiously.

"Only good I hope?" you responded.

"Oh honey only the best," he smirked, "Badass trauma surgeon, drop dead gorgeous and actually has respect for human beings, not just the ones with MD behind their name."

"Oh well, I try my best."

"Yea and that's exactly why patients love you, nurses help you, interns want to get on your service, and every resident wants to scrub in with you."

"Really?" you smirked at him.

He chuckled at how oblivious you were, "Sweetheart just trust me."

"Thanks." you both chuckled.

"Anytime Sinclair, anytime." he said with a smirk, as you turned to leave.

"Oh and by the way Y/N, call me Y/N."

"Nice to finally meet you, I'm Jordan." you turned heading down the hall to your office. You walked by the wall of windows across from your office and saw a group of interns standing outside the door, you quickly turned down the hall to leave and saw another group so you slipped into a supply closet. you out your back on the door closing your eyes and allowing yourself to slide to the floor, head in your lap using the quiet to take a deep breath for yourself. It wasn't long though before you heard a sniffle. You listened waiting to hear it again and that's when you heard it someone was in here with you.

"Hello?" you said, no response so you stood and moved around the first rack, that's when you saw her, Addison Montgomery the fiery, sexy red-head, sitting on the floor head in her hands.

"Addie?" she looked up at you her eyes were red and slightly puffy from crying. You sat down next to her, she turned to look at you.

"Y/n... I-I can't...De-Derek and Meredith...I-I know." she broke down into more tears, you pulled her close to you letting her cry until she couldn't anymore.

"Addie," you whispered softly, "Addison you can't do this to yourself."

"Y/N I came here to fix things and I thought we were getting somewhere, I moved in with him and things were working and then I find out that the entire time he's been with her and he couldn't even tell me about it."

"Addison..."

"It would've been so much easier if he would've told me before but instead he lead me on and then I found out from some nurses and by watching them."

"Addison there are other people for you, that love you, and want more for you... Addison Forbes Montgomery you are gorgeous and smart, funny and compassionate, one of the most skilled surgeons I've ever encountered and you deserve so much more than..." you rambled on and she sat there looking at you, admiration in her eyes and that's when it occured to her, it's you, she quickly grabbed your chin and kissed you, you leaned into her and slowly leaned her back you hand running along her side as she grasped tightly onto your scrub top. Moments later your pager went off pulling you apart, both breathing heavily.

"Addison..."

"It's okay, you have to go."

"I do but this isn't over," you said leaning closer to her eyes interlocked, you glanced down at her lips and kissed her again this time as gently as possible, letting her know that you wanted this.

---time jump---

One 48 hour shift later and you hadn't heard from Addison, you had been through hell in the ER and were finally getting to go home, you now found yourself in black sweats and your old Harvard t-shirt lounging on your couch, a Whiteclaw can on the corner of the table the TV playing in the background, you heard a knock on the door and stood throwing your phone on the couch beside you.

"coming!" you called, you opened the door to be met with Addison, this time though she was dressed in jeans and a henley, her hair laid perfectly, amber eyes staring back into yours.

"Addie."

"Y/N, can we um... I need you." She kissed you, you pulled her closer by her belt loops of her jeans, you laughed against her.

"You sure about this?"

"Never been more sure about anything." she said against you.

"Let's go baby." you said turning her into the apartment and kicking the door close behind you, you both stumbled towards your bedroom only breaking to open the door and guide her around your apartment.

You guided her into your bedroom and she quickly pulled your shirt over your head revealing you had nothing on underneath, she pulled the string on your sweats and allowed them to pool around your ankles, you quickly kicked them aside and Addison stepped back looking over your body.

"God, you're gorgeous." she said scanning your body run her hands over you.

"I can't wait to see what you're working with," you said playing with the button on her jeans and quickly stripping her of all clothing, you looked over her quickly before lifting her and wrapping her legs around your waist, laying her onto the silk sheets covering the bed before crawling over top of her from the bottom.

you placed kisses on her lips before working to either side of her neck and then down her chest leaving marks along her stomach, you could feel the skin shiver beneath you with excitement. "You ever been with a woman before?" you asked moving back up her body and looking into her eyes.

"I-I uhh no... Can you teach me?"

"Baby I can do a lot more than teach you." you responded before going back down on her

--- time jump---

You heard your phone go off in the next room, pulling you out of your slumber, that's when you still felt the weight of an arm wrapped around your torso, you felt the cool sheets against your bare skin, her head on your chest legs tangled together.

You ran your hands through her smooth auburn hair, feeling her shift below you... "mmm, good morning."

"Morning beautiful." she curled herself into you pulling you closer.

"You know slik sheets and your bed are a lot better than some supply closet or an on call room."

"True, so now you know that you always have a place come to."

"So what does this mean for us?"

"Addison this means whatever you want but if we decide to give this a chance, I'm going to do it right."

"I think I'm willing to give us a shot."

"Then Addison Montgomery will you be my girlfriend?"

"Y/N Sinclair I would love to."

"So can I make you breakfast?"

"You cook?"

"Sweetheart that's just one of the many things I can do." you said leaning down to kiss her.

#x yn #greys anatomy #addisonmontgomeryxreader #addison montgomery #greys abc

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heyclickadee · 1 year ago

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Saw another “why would Tech even be interested in Phee” take out in the wild, so here’s a partial list of Phee’s many attractive qualities, because the double standard of every other character vs Phee is exhausting:

(Quick disclaimer—this isn’t me saying anyone has to like the ship. You don’t. It’s fine. Don’t ship things you don’t want to ship. Dislike the way it’s been written in the show if you want. Ship these two with other people or with no one if you want. I don’t care. This is just me being tired of people being weird about Phee):

1. She’s smart. She can improv her way through dealing with death traps and she’s got an area (areas) of expertise that Tech knows relatively little about. That makes her interesting. Also hot.

2. She’s gorgeous. Look at her. She’s ridiculously pretty.

3. She’s a great storyteller. Yeah, she changes her stories every time, but that’s at least part of why Tech is paying attention, because he notices that.

4. She’s a stone cold badass. And she’s a FUN stone cold badass. Disarmingly charming stone cold badass.

5. She’s a remarkably good person. She steals artifacts so that refugees can hang on to a bit of their culture in diaspora. This seems to be what pushes Tech from, “Oh, she’s interesting,” to, “OH. SHE’S BRILLIANT AND I MIGHT BE IN LOVE.”

6. She’s not nice, but she is kind, and that’s honestly a quality that she and Tech share. Phee isn’t soft, she’s not going to talk in therapy speak, she’ll push a little hard sometimes, but gosh darnit if she isn’t the person who would always stop to help someone with a flat tire (or respond to finding out some friends are broke, jobless, and on the run by immediately taking them back to her secret refuge so they can rest and recoup).

7. She’s incredibly direct and unafraid to speak her mind and…okay. This is going to get long. And I know some people will disagree with this, and that’s fine because everyone is different, and wants different things. But. Speaking personally from my point of view. The fact that Phee gives as good as she gets would be a really reassuring quality to have in a partner. I see a lot of myself reflected in Tech, but one of the many, many ways in which we’re very different is that I’m a consummate people pleaser, and Tech is very much not. At all. I don’t think he has a people-pleasing bone in his body.

But, here’s the thing—about half of my people pleasing comes from being terrified that I’ll say or do something that inadvertently hurts someone, and that person won’t just tell me or give me the chance to explain or make things right. And for how that relates to dating, I had people—friends and family—keep trying to set me up with incredibly shy men through most of my early twenties, no matter how many times I objected, because they had this perception that I was soft, wishy-washy, and needed to be treated with kid gloves. And…no. I’m opinionated as hell. I’m relatively confident about certain things. I just shut down my ability to project any of that because I was terrified of running roughshod over people without meaning to. But when I’m around someone who I know is willing to disagree with me, who I know will explain why, and who I know will push back if I take something too far? About 90% percent of my people pleasing and social anxiety evaporates. I know I don’t have to walk on eggshells around them—and that they aren’t going to walk on eggshells around me, either. They’re going to be direct about their issues and treat me like a freaking adult.

And, honestly, the fact that Phee doesn’t walk on eggshells around Tech (who also gives as good as he gets—Tech isn’t soft, nice, or shy and retiring; he’s confident as hell and he should be, because hot damn)—is. I don’t know. I like that she’s direct, and that she will recognize and pull back if she’s gone too far. This is projecting a bit, but, speaking personally, I would rather be with someone who treats me like an adult and tells me what’s up even if it’s uncomfortable than someone who never, ever tells me when they’re upset because they’re afraid of hurting my feelings and just lets me stew in social confusion all the time.

8. She can more than hold her own in a fight and she carries a sword around. That’s hot, I’m sorry.

9. Phee’s fantastic with Omega. She talks to her like she’s a person, she doesn’t ever shut Omega down, she’ll tell her stories, she’ll joke around with her, and she’s generally very respectful while also not holding her to the same standard she would if Omega were an adult. She’s even a little protective of Omega, even though Omega isn’t at all her responsibility. I think the moment that took Phee from ‘cool’ to ‘fantastic’ for me was towards the end of ‘Entombed’ while the Deadly Giraffe of Death was collapsing; Phee’s right there trying to shield Omega alongside Hunter. And. Like. Omega is Tech’s baby sister, he’s probably going to notice that how Phee treats her. Massive points in her favor for this.

#techphee #I’m tired okay

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hotvintagepoll · 1 year ago

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Heather Angel (The Informer, The Undying Monster)—no propaganda submitted

This is round 1 of the bracket. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Heather Angel propaganda:

Katharine Hepburn propaganda:

Katharine hep was so cool. The VIBES, the INDEPENDENCE,,, living life on her own terms.

she just had this.... bearing to her, this power. she could be funny, even silly (like in bringing up baby) but also so regal and elegant. she was nobody's fool and dear GOD that's so hot

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God she's. She's so hot y'all. She has the range!!!!! Funny and dramatic and lovely

She IS the transatlantic accent. Classically gorgeous and such a strong personality.

i know she's accounted for but i really want to be sure someone has submitted the scene in bringing up baby where she's pretending to be a gangster

#katharine hepburn #heather angel #hotvintagepoll #ladies 1 #fuck that old woman

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14buddy22 · 2 years ago

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A (long, sorry!) Hotch angsty/fluffy request!

Reader & Hotch are together, they knew eachother from around the bureau for years, then she was brought into the BAU after Emily died to fill in the gap since Hotch already trusted her (Hotch doesn’t go to Pakistan) & working even closer they realised how great they’d be together. They’re really caring & open & honest with one another; & they’ve never hid their relationship since it’s made them both so happy & they’re both so mature about it there was no issue.

She knows he had a no strings with Emily after his divorce, but she thinks Emily’s dead so it doesn’t effect her… & then Emily comes back 🤯 (R knows Hotch couldn’t tell her E was alive, & she never new E personally so doesn’t feel angry he kept it from her, no emotional investment in her death unlike the team)

But the next few weeks she notices how well Hotch and E work together and how comfortable they are. As if they can just look at eachother & have a whole conversation. She sees E as the epitome of everything she’s not, but wishes she was. R tries really hard to put on a smile the next few weeks & pretend everything’s okay, but she’s spiralling into self consciousness & self doubt. She’s pulling away & Hotch can feel it. Even Jack asks why she’s sad recently. That night before bed Hotch finally (very gently) confronts her & asks her why she’s pulling away. He looks distraught over it. She finally admits she’s been feeling really self conscious because E is so beautiful & strong & badass, & insanely smart, & they have such a great rapport, E’s way closer to hotch’s age, & have sexual history - so R is terrified he’ll realise he belongs with E bc she’s so much better for him.

He’s heartbroken over how she feels about herself, so spends ages convincing her all the ways he’s in love with her (they hadn’t said the big L yet) & reassures her in their relationship & makes her promise to talk to him if she feels self conscious again.

Maybe the next day she goes to try to bond with Emily after being distant ever since meeting her, but before R can explain Hotch kisses her so casually & no one else seems shocked while E had no idea cause everyone forgot to tell her 😅

You didn't know much about Emily, you just know her and Aaron did a no strings attached type relationship. But the one thing you knew right now, as she walked into the round table room was this: She's beautiful.

You couldn't help but let those intrusive thoughts get to you as you sat at the roundtable, trying to focus on Aaron's explanation when Derek was about ready to punch Aaron, or hearing Penelope's sniffles.

As Aaron was telling the team that Emily was back, you just stared at her in awe. She was beautiful, her smile was gorgeous, she was on the taller side, well, taller than you, her hair was gorgeous. She was all around beautiful. Now you know why Aaron used to fuck her.

But how could he not fall in love with her? How could he only do no strings attached? She was perfect, a badass in the field, she was everything you weren't. How could Aaron not see that?

You pushed it back of your mind, there were still people missing, you needed to do your job. This would have to be thought of later.

Later that evening, as you and Aaron made your way in to bed, he tried to kiss you, wanted you to sleep in his arms, but all you could think about was how much better he’d be with Emily.

Aaron was on top of you, trying to kiss down your neck.

“Aar- baby, I’m just too exhausted. Maybe tomorrow night?”

“You okay?”

“I’m really tired. It was an eventful day.”

As you turned the lamp off on your bedside table, you turned to your side, letting your back face him. He was confused, maybe you were tired for any strenuous activities, but he didn't know what was going on, so he pushed it to the back of his mind. Maybe he would try again in the morning? You were always a morning person, your favorite way of waking up was with him.

When the next morning rolled around, you were already showered and dressed before Aaron's alarm had gone off. It was weird, but maybe you were anxious about evals coming up soon.

It was a week after that when you had slowly paid more attention to Aaron and Emily. They were perfect for each other, in another universe, it should be them, not you and Aaron.

It tore your apart, you cried every single night before Aaron got home, cried on your way to work in the car. You had to put a smile on your face in the office. You were surrounded by profilers, but you knew you still had to hide it.

You overheard Aaron and Rossi talking, Aaron seemed so distraught when you looked through the glass window of his office. Why was he distraught? You didn't know, maybe it's because he wanted to break up with you to be with Emily.

That scared you.

When you picked up Jack from school, telling Aaron you'd handle Jack while he finished paperwork with Emily, Jack looked a little nervous, like he had something on his mind.

You weren't going to push him, if he was anything like his father, he would come out and say it eventually. He wouldn't be able to hold it in.

“Hey Y/n?"

“What’s up Jack?”

“Why have you been sad?”

“I’m not sad buddy!”

“No! You were! I saw you crying last night. Please don't leave Daddy and I. We love you. I love you! I don't want to lose someone else in my life. Please, y/n. Please."

Jack, a little 8 year old boy, was smarter than his father. It broke your heart. You couldn't leave. You couldn't leave Jack. Maybe Aaron, but you'd always have to be there for Jack.

"I'm not leaving, Jackers. I just have been sad."

"Tell daddy why you're sad. He gives the best hugs and kisses. I promise he'll make you feel better. Please, y/n."

"Okay buddy. I'll talk to daddy."

Over the next week, you were waiting to see if Jack would bring it up to Aaron, but he never did. You were becoming distant with Aaron. You thought Aaron didn't notice. It broke your heart.

As you slowly watched Aaron and Emily over the past few weeks, case after case, you watched how they were always in step with each other. One look from both of them and they already knew what the other one was saying.

Aaron used to pair you and him together on cases, but now you were getting paired with someone else on the team, which you absolutely loved because they were your best friends, but to be pushed off to the side, no explanation?

It was hurting you, it made you think... What if Aaron is fucking her on the side of the highway when they're going to the police station, what if they were hooking up in his office when you left for the night, picking up Jack.

You know Aaron wouldn't, well, you think Aaron wouldn't. But you've known him for about 3 years, but have dated him only for 6 months. Maybe Emily was the one who got away and he realized it.

You were pulling away. You knew that. You hated it but your self-conscious was telling you otherwise, that you had too, that you didn't deserve Aaron.

You wanted to love Emily, everyone on the team loved her. But you couldn't, not when she was always with Aaron, not when they made the perfect team, walking in-sync all the time. Not when all it took was for them to look at each other once on the plane and the other already knows what the other's thinking.

3 weeks of thinking like this had gone far too long, Aaron didn't notice, you knew it was maybe time to break up with him. That way, you could be the bad guy and he could get back with her. You would take the fall, that way he didn't have too.

Aaron was making his way into your shared bedroom, wanting to find you after the case it’s been. He knew he sent you home after you had gotten out of line with an officer. You knew you did, but the tension was just there when Emily was around him.

Aaron found you sitting on your side of the bed, watching a movie on the TV.

"Y/n, you have to tell me what's going on. Please, it's killing me."

When you looked at him, you finally saw it, the look of distraught all over his face, sadness in his eyes. You were going to break.

"Emily's perfect for you. How can you not see it? There has to be something there, especially when you two have history. You've known her way longer than you've known me. She knows things that I don't know about you. How can you stand in the same room and not want to fuck her, Aaron? She's beautiful. She's perfect, she's smart. She's so good at her job. She faked her death and survived in Paris. I'll be the bad guy and break up with you."

"No. No, sweetheart. She knows things about me that you don't because I don't want to scare you away. I want to be your knight in shining armour and I can't be that if I have all this baggage that you know about. Honey, You want to know how I can stand in the same room as her and not want to fuck her? Because I want you. You're the only one for me. I know it. I want to kiss you in front of the team. I want to be the name that you're screaming in the bedsheets. I want to be the one who puts a smile on your face. I want you. I'm in love with you. I want to marry you, not her. I love you, Y/n."

You couldn't hear him right. Did he just say he loved you?

"Aaron."

"I know we haven't said I love you yet, and you don't need too. But I wanted too. I love you. I've been so distraught over us the past 3 weeks. You've been pulling away and I should have known it was something to do with Prentiss coming back. You have to talk to me honey. Please, the next time you're caught up in self-doubt, tell me right away. I promise I won't get mad."

You sniffled and leaned into his touch. You don't know when his hand made it's way to your face, but you just know you were happy you had some type of physical touch with him.

"I'm sorry, Aaron. Why don't we invite her over for dinner tomorrow? She can see Jack, we can even invite the rest of the team tomorrow?"

"We don't have too."

"I want to, Aar. She doesn't deserve the cold shoulder for me. It's not her fault she's perfect."

"Hey! You're perfect. I want you. Remember, I'll always want you now and for the rest of my life. I want to marry you someday."

You kissed him and you found yourself laying on your back, Aaron's body enveloping yours.

"I love you, too, Aaron."

The next morning, as you were at work, you walked over to Emily's desk. Knowing you needed to invite her over for dinner tonight.

"Hey Emily, I was wondering if you wanted to join us for dinner tonight?"

Before Emily had time to respond, you felt Aaron's hand on your back and he moved his way in front of you to kiss you, telling you he's going to pick up Jack and he'll meet you at home.

You could hear laughter in the background and then you caught a glimpse at Emily's face. She looked confused, so you were confused.

"Hotch, you're banging her?"

"Not only am I banging her, but I'm gonna marry her some day."

The look on the entire team's face made you and Aaron laugh.

Emily said, "I had no idea you two were a thing, BUT, I see the chemistry, so I was going to tell you to man up and ask her out, but it seems like you did. You're perfect for him."

You smiled to yourself, it was a seal approval from Emily whether she knew it our not. To have the woman who you were so self-conscious about say that she sees the chemistry between you and Aaron and that you're perfect for him really made you realize that you and Aaron were perfect for each other, you two would be okay, and you were destined to be his wife someday.

#aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner angst #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner fluff #jack hotchner #aaron hotchner fanfic #aaron hotchner x female reader

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arqbella · 11 months ago

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there was nothing to ruin

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐬.

the characters :

cassandra "cassie" hobbes ::

cassie is so cute, like shes so teenage girlcore but also an insanely good agent but also super traumatized, shes also very clever and probably everything i wanna be

lia zhang ::

this woman is the definition of "cat woman as a book character" like, its just so her i cant really explain it. but i found her a bit bitchy at first but then i started to like her ( maybe way too much )

michael townsend ::

this guy is VERY similar to jameson ( tig ) but i reallyyyyyy liked him at first ( i still do ) but i found dean better. but michael and me would be absolute BESTIES bc hes so my energy but also very fine

dean redding ::

MY DARLING <3 hes so perfect like, hes smart, wounded ( oh god thats actually terrible but- ) hes just ( AHHHH ) like this man could tell me to do ANYTHING. hes like so broody but he will sacrifice anything and everything for my girl cassie <3

sloane tavish ::

underrated asf. like this girl is also me but like in another font. this woman is a GENIUS. and a caffeine addict, not to mention. but shes also really fun and spontaneous like, you know how long briggs is gonna take but you also know that there are 14 varieties of hugs. i think thats js so sweet

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this is gonna be so messy bc im in love with this book and so what. okay to start, IM IN LOVE WITH DEAN REDDING 🤭🤭 and i love love love cassie bc she is THE woman like how is she: gorgeous, independent, smart, AND AND she pulled dean redding. like, bro, man 😔😔 AUGH but i would also bc fucked asf if i was cassie bc to choose between dean or michael id evaporate. ( id choose dean ) but anyways hehehe. LIA. ZHANG. amazing. badass. icon. the moment. the it girl. like AHHHHHHH. so, summary is: JLB THE WOMAN THAT YOU ARE 👏👏👏

#nads nonsense #the naturals #jennifer lynn barnes #books #reading #book reviews

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mayasdeluca · 2 months ago

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We are about to meet Danielle’s Heather. What can you say about that character, her dynamic with Trent, and any possible connection to Sir?

What I can say is that first of all, Danielle is a phenomenal talent. How lucky are we that we get to get her? Heather is an unapologetic badass lawyer. She’s a woman who’s not afraid to go after what she wants, and right now that is Trent. [Laughs] Also, what a lovely change of pace, to have this gorgeous, brilliant, smart, talented woman be very open and honest about her feelings and what she’s looking for after Trent has spent a season and a half chasing after Gabi, being hurt by Gabi, feeling betrayed by Gabi, which leads him to sort of act outside of himself sometimes. Now, there’s sort of this breath of fresh air of a woman who’s just unapologetic about, I like you, and she has no misgivings about who she is. Now because it is Found, none of our characters are ever fully, fully what they seem, and so we will find that Heather is going to end up much more connected to M&A, to the world they move in, and really sort of become this adversary for Gabi beyond the love triangle that is Heather, Gabi, and Trent.

#danielle savre #found nbc #nbc found #so she's being put with probably the most bland character on the show and being used for a love triangle??? bleh #thats disappointing and makes me way less excited

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in-every-reality · 2 years ago

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“I don’t know what you do to me.” - Tam Song x Reader hc/blurbs

Hyperfixation go brrr

In which Tam is pining hard for you, but just doesn’t know why he’s feeling like this.

Tam Song doesn’t know how to respond when he first meets you, instantly standing out from the rest of the Black Swan and your group in his eyes.

Tam doesn’t know why he’s so warm, relaxed yet on edge, when he speaks to you during his time in Alluveterre.

Tam doesn’t know why his breath catches in his throat when he sees you dressed up for the Peace Summit for the Black Swan, in your intricate (yet semi professional) suit/dress that fits you so well—your hair still managing to fall slightly in your face, though not in the way of your eyes that always seem to put him in a trance.

Tam doesn’t know why he trips on his words as he manages to mumble out a quick “You- look nice..” as he and Linh wish you luck.

Tam doesn’t know why he’s constantly watching your back in the battle at Nightfall; he knows you can handle yourself, so why does his heart seem to momentarily stop when he hears a crash from your direction?

Tam doesn’t know why he’s suddenly so sweaty as you come to Tiergan’s house to study with Linh but almost always end up alone with him when she leaves for “a snack” for half an hour.

Tam doesn’t know why he’s always first to volunteer when you need someone to train with; making your spar a challenge but almost always getting distracted and ending up pinned beneath you Percabeth-style, willing his breathing to calm down as he stares up at you ,wanting nothing more than to bring his face up just a little closer to yours.

Tam doesn’t know why he instinctively moves closer to you when you attract the eyes of yet another Foxfire prodigy—it’s not like who’s into you matters to him.. *it’s not like you’re his.*

Tam doesn’t know why he gets so red when a subtle glimpse of your abs peeks out from your rising tunic as you stretch your arms over you; why those striking silver eyes of his trace your body, stopping right at your lips.

Tam doesn’t know why he can’t seem to stop asking Sophie about you, eventually ending up ranting about how impressive and smart and kind and badass and *gorgeous* you are— he just can’t think straight about you.

Tam doesn’t know what he’s doing as his eyes hold contact with yours, his hand running back through his hair to push his bangs out of his eyes when he tells you how you make him feel, how long he’s been desperately trying to hold in how weak you make him—

Tam doesn’t know what you’re doing before you pull his face down to yours, confessing your reciprocating feelings and how long you’ve wanted to do this as you give him a soft kiss (which he returns in full).

Tam doesn’t know how his heart can beat so hard without killing him as he pulls you in again for more.

He never really knows why he does anything when it comes to you.

#Idk if this is any good #tam song #kotlc #kotlc x reader #tam song x reader

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fanmoose12 · 2 years ago

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Hi there! I've got a high school castes Levihan prompt for you, should you choose to receive it.

It's based on the 'I was talking crap about teacher A to teacher B and here they are at Target holding hands' idea! Maybe in this version Hange's a science teacher and Levi is the neurotic janitor. Who would have sensed the danger in venting about the janitor's psychotic standards on cleanliness and school rules to Hange? Who would have thought that those 2, in fact, had a little secret something going on...? Looking forward to what you come up with!

Jean is fucked.

Jean is so, so fucked, and not even in the good way, not in the way he would have preferred to, not by a certain gorgeous black-haired beauty with eyes as magnificent as dark sky on a cloudless night, who would absolutely destroy him, at least, according to the fantasies that replay through his mind every time he makes it (and his hand) wander.

No, he's fucked in a cruel, merciless way, in a way that makes his knees tremble and his heart beat way too fast at the mere thought about it.

Honestly, Jean kinda wants to run straight to his mother, to hide behind her back and bury himself in her warm and safe (and that is his absolute priority) arms.

But he is seventeen years old, he's all grown-up. Wise beyond his years. Smart, incredibly brave. And very, very handsome. If his mother is to be believed. Which she absolutely must be. She wouldn't lie to him, right?

After all, mothers know their children best and all that.

So, grown-up, smart, incredibly brave and very, very handsome Jean doesn't allow himself to seek protection. He doesn't rush in his mother's arms, doesn't hide or quiver. He stands up tall, looks the danger right into its eyes, and-

Runs as far from it as fast he can, abandoning the snacks he's been craving throughout the whole day.

He'll probably have to later apologize about it to the poor girl, who tirelessly works at this store. He will do just that, beg her for forgiveness, get on his knees if she'd wish to, even volunteer to cover a shift or two for her.

But right now- his life is in grave danger, and Jean runs away, forgetting about sense, logic, honor and all those things that his mother was trying so hard to breed in him.

He runs until he's out of breath, until his legs all but give out. And stops only, when a familiar-looking house appears in his view.

It's Yeager's, because of course it is. Evidently, it's yet another sign that the universe is set on absolutely crushing him. Perhaps, it's a punishment, Jean thinks, for his incredible wit and unbelievably good looks.

But beggars can't be choosers, so loathe Eren though he does, Jean still knocks on the door of his house. Eren might be his mortal enemy and a jerk with a stupid face and ugly mouth that constantly spills out some bullshit, but Jean's situation is nothing short of dire, and he absolutely must vent his frustrations out to someone. And if fate decided that Yeager will be the one fulfilling the role of a willing listener, then so be it.

He can always punch that dickhead later, after he pours his heart and soul out to him.

It doesn't take long for his knocking to be answered, and, unexpectedly, Eren is not the one to open the door.

It's Mikasa, badass and beautiful Mikasa, who sets Jean's heart aflame like no other living person does. Even now, the sight of her takes his breath away, makes his heart flutter in a way it always does in her presence, although the glorious sensation is somewhat dulled by a prickle of resentment.

What is Mikasa doing at Yeager's house? Why does she never visit Jean? Are these two really-

His suspicions halt, as Mikasa's forehead creases with worry, and she asks in that gorgeous, deep voice of hers,

"Jean? Is everything alright?"

Mikasa's concern warms his heart, but the memory of the events that led him here serves as the metaphorical bucket of cold water that twists Jean's insides into a knot.

But he can't very well show it, not to Mikasa, the girl of his dreams, the absolute queen of his heart.

"Of course!" he lies blatantly, feeling proud - his voice didn't even waver, he didn't sound like that same pride is the only thing stopping him from bursting into tears. Good job, he congratulates himself after managing to put a hopefully convincing enough smile. "I just stopped by for- for a quick chat."

Mikasa's frown deepens. "With Eren?"

"Naturally," Jean says, before he can stop himself. "Me and him, we're great friends."

"If you say so..." Mikasa mumbles, sounding not at all convinced. But she does let him inside the house, and on a day that's already going horribly for him, Jean decides to count it as a win.

He follows Mikasa to Eren's room upstairs, and finds that she's not the only guest. Armin, Sasha and Connie are there too.

So all of them are hanging out together? And no one thought to invite him as well? What a bunch of traitors.

"Yo, Jean!" Sasha waves at him. She's lying on Eren's bed with her feet propped against the wall and head hanging upside down, and Jean debates if he should comment on it, but promptly decides against it. It's not the weirdest thing he's seen today, and definitely not the weirdest thing he's seen Sasha do.

"Hey, dude!" Connie turns to greet him too, eyeing him with an uncharacteristically thoughtful expression on his face. "Are you good?"

"You do look a little pale..." Armin chimes in.

Eren's the only one who doesn't at all react to Jean's arrival, opting to just glare menacingly at him. But he doesn't even try to throw him out of his house, and Jean is already grateful for that. If Eren wishes to just stare at him, that's more than fine with him. He's too emotionally drained to start another argument or even glare back at the boy.

He plops down on the floor next to Connie, and sighs so loudly and wearily that all eyes are instantly glued to him.

"Guys..." he begins, "There is something I need to tell you..."

"Oh!" Connie reacts instantly, beaming like it's a Christmas day. "You finally decided to come clean about your crush on Mikasa?"

Very quickly the room goes very quiet. And still. Jean promptly averts his eyes, doing all he can to summon a hole that will hopefully swallow him whole, while Mikasa fidgets with her skirt, a blush that Jean would have found absolutely breathtaking had he had the courage to look up at her, rapidly spreading on the apple of her cheeks.

"You idiot! That was supposed to be a secret!" Sasha hisses, smacking Connie's head. She probably meant to say it quietly, in a whisper that no one but Connie would be able to hear, but the universe hates Jean, so, of course, the whole room hears it.

The silence gets even more excruciating. It really is the worst day of his life. Jean can't even find it in himself to get mad at two dimwits he for some reason considers to be his best friends. He doesn't feel embarrassed too, not too much anyway.Mikasa now knows about his undying love for her, so what of it? His life is ruined anyway.

"Jean," Armin, kind and wonderful Armin, reaches out to him, offering a gentle smile and redirecting everyone's attention from the moment that will surely haunt Jean's nightmares for months to come. "You wanted to tell us something?"

And bringing it back to the moment that will haunt the rest of his now no doubt much shorter life.

But he came not just to feel sorry for himself. He came here to share his grievances, to warn the others to not repeat the mistake he's already made. He might as well spill it already.

"Well, yeah, you see, it's about janitor Levi..."

"That jerk?" Eren perks up. "I fucking hate that guy. He made me wash the floor of the whole east wing after I spilled some soda."

"Yeah, he's a bit intense," Sasha agrees. "He once threw out my burrito, because he said it stinks. I mean, who does that?"

"You think that's intense?" Connie exclaims. "He threatened to cut my dick off if he sees me missing the toilet once again."

"Well, he'd be right to do so, Connie," Sasha chides. "That's totally disgusting."

"I can't help it sometimes!"

"I've heard that he's actually a gangster," Armin says, interrupting Sasha and Connie's bickering. "And that's why he works at school. You know, so that'd be easier to sell drugs to the kids."

"He never offered me any drugs..." Connie complains. "You think that's because of the whole missing the toilet thing?"

Jean rolls his eyes at him, deciding to not dignify that nonsense with a reply. "What does it matter? What matters is that the guy is a psycho. I mean, you all agree with me, don't you?" He pauses, waits for everyone to nod their agreement, then continues, "Well, that's why I've shared some of our... mutual reservations about him to Hange-san. You know, just to vent out my frustration at the guy. And you know how Hange-san is totally cool and understanding, right?"

Once again, everyone murmurs their agreement.

"So, I ranted a bit about janitor Levi, maybe, called him names a few times... but Hange-san was laughing as I did so! Of course, they then told me that he's simply a complicated man and other stuff along those lines, but at the moment I thought they were just being professional and what not, but today I went to the store to buy some snacks, and I met Hange-san there, and janitor Levi was there too, and, well... they were holding hands and I think I even saw them share a quick kiss, like they were a couple or something..."

A chorus of 'Hange-san and janitor Levi?', 'holding hands?", 'a couple?' and a collective 'ew' erupts. Jean waits for it to settle down, before quietly inquiring,

"You don't think that Hange-san is plotting to kill me, right? I mean, as cool as they are, they're a bit crazy too, and I just insulted their boyfriend to their face, and they're a science teacher, they must know how to dispose of a body, I saw that on Breaking Bad, and..."

Jean's ranting, he knows, and maybe he's began hyperventilating too, and he's definitely in a desperate need of a hug, preferably from Mikasa, but all that he gets are sympathetic looks, and-

A scream from Yeager.

"Fuck!" he yells, beginning to pull at his hair with worrying ferocity. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! I didn't know they were together! I thought they hated one another, what the fuck! Guys, I-" he pauses, then looks ahead like a man that's about to be hanged. "Just the other day, I... I kinda told janitor Levi that Hange-san is batshit crazy, and that they... stink worse than a monkey's poo."

The whole room is rendered speechless, everyone is gawking at Eren with a mix of shock, sympathy and premature grief. And Jean- Jean bursts out laughing.

He was wrong. He was so, so wrong. It's not the worst day of his life, far from it. It's definitely one of the better ones. And it's bound to get even greater - when he witnesses janitor Levi beating the living shit out of Yeager.

He reaches out to him, clasps his shoulder just a bit too forcefully. "My friend," he says, with a grin that's threatening to break his face. "You're so fucked."

#levihan

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