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OH AM I GONNA HAVE SOME FUN WITH THIS IF I EVER HAVE THE TIME TO WRITE FANFIC

(Or my reaction to Episode 61 of Wolf359: Brave New World).

Well gang, we did it. We've reach the end. Sorry for how my reactions went from super spaced out to speed running the finale in a number of days, but I did warn you that I'm just sporadic like that. Though I have been semi-putting Brave New World off, because as much as I want to know how Wolf359 ends, I don't want it to end. I love these characters. I want good things for them. As much as I hate what they did, I wish that Hilbert and Maxwell had gotten the chance to get the redemption arc that Jacobi got. Hilbert had plenty of opportunities, but Maxwell was young and its not fair. I don't know how much more sadness they are gonna throw at me, but I'm guessing its a lot and I can't listen to it all in one sitting, so I'm just mentally preparing myself.

I also don't want this to end because I've loved giving you guys these reactions. Thank you all for reading my rambles and enjoying them. It means a lot to me, and I hope you were entertained. Thanks for coming on this journey with me, and please know that the second this is over, I am gonna figure out how to unblock the wolf359 tags (I did it so long ago I forgot how I did it, oopsie-daisy), and I am am gonna be reblogging and going crazy over all your posts and fanart and stuff so I hope you're ready for that.

Plus finishing the podcast also means it's time for me to deliver on those fics I promised y'all, which have been very carefully written (in my head). I will write them out eventually, but if there is anything my tmbs mutuals will tell you, my wolf359 mutuals, it's that my ideas tend to lead to other ideas, which means my fics do tend to be a little long, but (based on the reviews I've gotten) worth the read. So it might take a while to get them on AO3, but when I do, I hope you enjoy them!

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Episode 61: Brave New World

The fact that Brave New World was written in 1932 and Cutter and Pryce are old and the fact that the message of Brave New World is about humans losing their humanity...already we're setting the stage.

And based on Kepler's earlier declaration, why do I suspect that this is the part where Doug's daughter's life and Minkowski's husband's life are finally on the line. I know Cutter and Pryce won't hesitate to aim their guns at them (and probably the rest of the planet too).

That moment when you can't tell if Wolf359 starts with sad piano music, or if this is just an ad for another podcast.

Oh it's the intro. Hi Hera! Or Miranda...oh wait I genuinely can't tell if this is Miranda talking about herself or Hera talking about her.

Clouded eyes, weak heart, child genius, orphan, no friends...I see. Obsessed with making things stronger and better. Yeah, except for herself I bet. Oh. She made her friends. Because she could control them. "Never left her behind, never talked back, never were afraid of her...except when she wanted them to be." "The one thing she couldn't fix was herself" see I called it!

Until? Oh no. Marcus.

And Old Man? Almost as clever as her? "Hello little girl. I want you to make a doll for me. You're very best doll. It must look like a real person, and sound like a real person, and be a real person." "And if I can?" "Then you and I will fix the world. I will be young and you will be whole and the world will finally be everything it could be. Everything it should be."

Okay. Thoughts.

When I made my jokes about Pryce being Cutter's evil science girlfriend, I was not assuming a romantic relationship, I was trying to use that language to insult Pryce and Cutter by making them sound like the kids they hate so much in a frivolous, juvenile and toxic relationship. Then, I was told by a few of you that given this assumption, it’s important that I know that I shouldn't assume that Pryce met Cutter when she was young based on this story and it was meant to be "fairytale language", which does make sense given that Cutter being willing to call Miranda his "work wife" when he's known her since she was young enough to be his granddaughter is incredibly creepy.

I appreciate the clarification, but also, I really don't think it matters whether this is hyperbole or not. If it is, then okay. Pryce and Cutter's relationship is still weird. If it's not, then Cutter's a creep, what a surprise. Tell me something I don't know.

"And so they did. And everyone lived happily ever after. The end."

The fact that it's Cutter that interrupts Miranda's story to give that closing line and declare this the end adds to the creepiness. Miranda says what Marcus's promise to her was, but never says whether she agreed before Marcus jumps in with "and so they did". Also, if Miranda was dying, Cutter was her only chance at survival. It also sounds like she was a kid with a pretty messed up view of the world. Doesn't excuse anything she did, but see Cutter? THAT is how you give a good sad backstory, and she did it in five minutes. You spent a whole hour with Nash just so you could cry that the government took your precious telescope.

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"THAT'S the evil plan?" Care to fill us in Doug?

"That's THE plan, yes." Shut it Rachel. It's evil and you know it.

It's...so evil. And so...planned. Doug's words might be simple, Rachel, but sometimes simple is better. It gets to the point and cuts through the BS.

"It's real and it's happening" And ARE you happy about this Kepler? And why tell them?

Good question Kepler, why are you here? Please tell me you're going to take Rachel away.

"You're going to help" "of course I am" Are you Kepler? Oh please tell me he gets a redemption arc and betrays Cutter.

Does anyone want to fill ME in on the plan? No one? Okay. :(

"Where's the trust?" That's not for you, Rachel.

"I really don't like her" I don't either, Doug.

"What about Cutter's plan?" WHAT IS THE PLAN? WILL BOB AGREE TO IT? WHAT WILL WORK? WHAT WILL THEY DO?

We can't stop them, so let's see our families again. No, Minkowski, you can do this! I believe in you! You can't just go home, we have two hours left! That's plenty of time to stop them.

It's been a long...years.

I forget how long they've been up there. And that everyone on Earth believes they're dead.

And not do anything about WHAT? WHAT IS THE PLAN PLEASE FILL ME IN.

What was that sound?

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Oh Doug is in the comms room. Oh yikes. It's okay, Doug. We've all broken very expensive lab equipment before.

"Living in a cuckoo clock" you have no idea, Doug.

"I wouldn't do that." Is that Pryce or Hera? And yeah why is there gas?

"Good boy" oh good it's Hera. Hera calls him good boy, Pryce just calls him boy.

"Who are you?" OH THIS IS DOUG MEETING HERA FOR THE FIRST TIME. At first I thought that Doug...forgot her? Or something? I was confused.

Ultraviolet halo? Contraband cigarettes. 😂

"Just ask. I'm here to help." Aw that was sweet.

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Ew Rachel. I'm gonna start using "----" breaks to cut off sections.

"Actually he's in quite a lot of pain. Back to work." Always charming, Rachel.

"Thanks for saving our lives-" Kepler, that's a great question. What IS this? Where was the concern for brainwashed Jacobi or better still, WHERE WAS YOU CONCERN FOR MAXWELL? Or Jacobi dealing with her death?

"And do what? Get myself shot? Get you shot? No. I played the game." Was it worth it, Kepler?

"That's the lie you tell yourself. The truth? The truth is that you were afraid. And the only thing YOU did was try to save YOUR hide?"

Dang this dialogue is amazing.

"You're not wrong." "Which one?" "Both of you." This isn't YOUR conversation Rachel.

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Momentary weakness?

Oh my gosh, the good food too? Why does Cutter hit so many show Curtain parallels? He might torture, enslave, and kill people, but he's gonna get them a good meal first.

Good for you Doug, turning down the wine. I'm proud of him.

This is a sweet moment between Doug and Lovelace. I gotta say, since I'll be reacting to this section by section, it's nice that they have it broken up a little like this so I can reach a section and then get to a stopping point if I need to.

I'm just worried about who is going to die. These conversations feel like goodbyes.

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Minkowski. I know you miss your husband. But...yeah, ARE you ready to go back?

YEAH WE'RE DOING THIS! To borrow from Eris's words: "Let's beat the bad guys 🥳"

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Quiet Rachel.

LET'S GO MINKOWSKI. WHO CARES WHAT CUTTER AND PRYCE WANT?

Wait. Destroy a whole species?

Are they talking about humans?

...are they ecofascists? Eugenicists? Pryce is literally disabled, how the heck...

"Only stay if you have to." Well, it sounds like you all have to.

"Hera what did you say to her" "Something a friend once said to me" 🥰🥰🥰

"I'm starting to think these guys are my kind of stupid" GO JACOBI!

"Adorable corpses 🥰" Rachel you suck!

"Come with us. You're still people, you're still on our side, even if you don't think you are." Very true. What do you think Pryce and Cutter will do to YOU when they have what they want? They'll dispose of you too.

"You're allowed to make mistakes as long as at some point you admit that they're mistakes!" "I was wrong and people died. All I can do is not be wrong again" "You knew what you were getting into" "No I didn't. I didn't know I was getting into mind control and reducing people to nothing. There's a line. And you're almost out of chances to get on the right side of it." PREACH!

"There is no line. Forwards. Always forwards." FORWARDS TO WHAT RACHEL? WHY HAS NO ONE SHOT HER YET?

"Thank you, Daniel, and goodbye." Oh so that's how it is. Goodbye Kepler. I look forward to your last minute sacrifice.

Character arcs woven like a quilt.

"We're going to crush them" Yeah, let's do it!

A full reboot? Worth the risk? That kind of stuff always worries me.

Is this Maxwell's notes? It's hard to recognize the voice on the recording. "She really was something special" Oh it is Maxwell.

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Ah. Another flashback! Jacobi meeting Maxwell.

Looks like Kepler got an important text.

"Cool stuff with robots" good work Maxwell. The best scientists can always dumb it down.

"The Whiskey speech" 😂

"You're one of the best. You're gonna do great things. It's the last nice thing you'll ever hear from me. Except: you need anything I got you're back. No matter what happens, I've got your back. I'll take you up on that." 😭💔

Oh it's okay. Take my heart. I didn't need it.

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"Are they going to do the smart thing?" "Well who are we to deny them an agonizing death?" Shut it Cutter.

They put a tracker on Jacobi? See I knew Rachel was a snake. So is Kepler, but at least he's gonna take a bullet for someone or something. My money's on Jacobi, but I could be wrong.

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Yep. Eiffel logs everything.

"I never got the chance to say I'm sorry. YOUR DAD LOVES YOU, YOUR DAD LOVES YOU SO MUCH." 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

"Don't let anyone tell you that you can't do something. You can go so far. I wish I could be there to see it. I love you Ann. Always and forever."

AKJLS;DJFKL;SJF;ALSKDJFA;KD

Time to go? Oh. The comms room? Oh, right. Poor Doug.

"One more day, and then we're done." This is so sad.

Wait...what is happening? OH SHE LIED. SHE'S TAKING EIFFEL HOME TO PROTECT HIM. SO HE CAN SEE HIS DAUGHTER? DON'T DO THIS TO DOUG! DON'T DO THIS TO ME.

"Go home Eiffel, hug your daughter" OH HE CALLED HER RENEE!

This leaves me with so much feeling.

Eiffel can't leave he's the main character. Who will make pop culture references? Who will save the day through the power of random associations, luck, and good intentions?😭😭😭

I hate that they the bad guys know exactly what happened too.

"I'm so sick of this happening!" Use too Doug.

Oh "For god's sake just let me change the flight plan!" So that's what the F stands for. The lore I've been waiting for.

"People need to know what's coming?" Minkowski...I get why you did what you did, but HERA DIDN'T GET TO SAY GOODBYE.

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Is this Minkowski's flashback?

Oh when Minkowski met Hera.

"I heard units prefer to go by their serial numbers..." "I don't" Good for you Hera!

I love this. I love these flashbacks, but they just make everything so much more sad!

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Ah. More piano music. Does this mean we're back to the bad guys, or...?

Is this Cutter playing the piano?

"The Tempest. Do read a book sometime. Is this the best use of our time?" Pryce and Cutter are really the most toxic people.

"A storm is coming. And on the other side..." "Oh Brave New World." "That has such people in it."

Yes, Pryce and Cutter. People. As in humans. As in: NOT YOU.

"How have they decided to throw their lives away?" "By destroying the device"

WHAT DEVICE? What are you talking about?

Heck yeah a harpoon! I hope Cutter gets it.

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"This is Minkowski. I love schedules and musicals and that man who I married." 😂 1-2-3-4-5? It was a good guess Doug. Would have worked in my fanfic.

Okay here comes Victor...

...um what is happening? What is this?

...a surprise party? Sounds fun! 🪩🥳

Oh right, the bio tracker. I'm happy to see Jacobi pulled one over on him. Now shoot him! Please tell me that was Victor that got shot.

They...they trapped him in the room. "Tell me this before I kick your ass" Why on Earth would he ever tell you anything Victor?

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Okay, so they are blowing up Pryce and Cutter's evil device, but...what is the device? What ARE they doing? Did I miss it? I'm sure they're doing something to enslave or kill all of humanity, but I'd like the specifics.

"The Hephaestus has almost fallen out of the sky so many times, it's hard to believe it's happening." Well...the show isn't over until it's over.

Is this a Lovelace flashback? A date? A date with who? Oh, Hilbert. Not that kind of date then. Oh, this is her introducing Hilbert to the crew he's going to betray.

"Prudent to keep things formal" to avoid the guilt.

Selburg. Once again with the constant fake names. Dmitri. Matthew.

Though I think Miranda has always had hers.

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Yeah Doug. You've listened to her say it so many times. This is like me trying to drive in my hometown. No, I wasn't paying attention in the car as a kid, I was not the one doing the driving. I just zoned out and we got from point A to point B by magic.

Oh, Minkowski. "Get up and do it already. You can do it."

Yes you can Doug. You are the main character. You are the guy that's gonna swoop in at the last second when Cutter pulls one over one them. So you CAN do it. I believe in you, Eiffel.

"Victor Uniform Lemma Charlie Alpha November VULCAN" I knew it must stand for something! Good work Doug!

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Oh dear. More of Pryce and Cutter's marriage falling apart.

"Time to change the world." Or you could not. Maybe you could just not.

WHY IS THE DEVICE RUNNING? WHAT DEVICE? WHY DOES HE NEED TWO MINUTES?

Please explain this? Oh of course he has a speech.

Oh he's talking to the dear listeners, not the Hephaestus crew.

Ah. The Decima virus. Thanks a lot Hilbert. DEPLOY THROUGHOUT THE EARTH? He wants to cause a pandemic????

Automatic, can't be stopped, destruction of human race? But why would the aliens care? Oh because Cutter wants them to talk to HIM? But the aliens prefer Doug.

As do most others it would seem. Hurts, doesn't it, Cutter? All those years of experience and work, and yet, you still just can't have what he has, can you?

Ah. It's Bob. Did he just shock Bob? No temporal jumps, no disintegration?

"Remarkable and cold" No Bob, you saw Doug! It's just them. They don't need to be cold.

Willing to disrupt species survival??? What piece of tech do they want? Surrogates?

They want to fill the world with people they can control?

"You can't make duplicates of our species." Bob, they are worst than you can ever imagine.

"We're going to make better humans." "That is not the way that-" "Random part out of the equation" That's a bad idea. Do you know how evolution works? Do you know the negative side effects that have come out of selective breeding of animals? The unintended consequences? To quote Miranda from earlier in the episode: READ. A. BOOK.

"Our Humanity" Gross.

HOW ARE THEY ACCEPTABLE? IT'S MUSIC. WHY ARE YOU THAT DESPERATE FOR MUSIC?

Oh here is comes. Betraying Rachel and Warren.

OH TELL HIM BOB.

"Your brains can't handle it without modification. I cannot with my limitations. Do you have Doug Eiffel?"

Hahaha...hahahahahahaha....HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA..... 😂😂😂😂

Oh boy...oh Cutter is gonna snap. If only Doug had just kept going...

Oh wow okay Cutter has lost it. What happened to emotionally playing the piano and giving speeches about how the time had come?

oh geez no, Doug is back. Doug, no, they need you for the evil plans. This is a good idea, but very bad timing.

"He wouldn't" Oh he WOULD. He really really would.

Show 'em how it's done Dougie Boy!

"I'll get it" No you will NOT Miranda.

Kepler, now is a great time to betray Cutter and Rachel. A really good time.

Also is Victor dead? I'm trying to keep track of how many bad guys are gone.

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"You're the only person who can receive the data Pryce and Cutter want" Oh dear.

"With my life darling, with my life" 🥹💕

So what is Hera going to do?

"Lets make sure at least someone makes it through this" YOU ALL NEED TO MAKE IT.

"Let's go get our idiot back" That's the spirit baby!

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Oh dear. Jacobi. "Terrific for an SI-5." Wow.

"I'm gonna win!" I hope so Jacobi. But it sounds very not good.

Oh and here's Doug. And um...other Doug. Aka Bob.

Bob. Do not do this.

That was it? "You shall not call me again" "No Bob. I shall not."

THEY KILLED BOB.

"I hate loose ends"

I mean, I saw that coming, but dumb idea. I'm SURE Bob's family will be cool with that! Oh right, he just...recreates himself. But this has got to be trippy for Doug because Bob takes his form. Imagine watching a clone of yourself die.

"Pryce is not right?" DANG IT DOUG, I WAS GONNA USE THAT PUN IN MY FANFICTION AND NOW I CAN'T (WELL MAYBE I STILL WILL WE'LL SEE WHAT HAPPENS HERE).

"Let's make a deal 🥰" Wow Pryce is the worst. Again, very trippy how much she sounds like Doug.

Wait. GOING IN? What does. What does "going in" mean? Don't go in, I don't like going in?

Ah yes. Going into someone's mind. I've done that in my fics before too. Fun stuff. And um...it's because you're disorganized Doug, I hate to tell you.

"That was...that was...that was..." OH SHE DESTROYED THE MEMORY. OH SHE TOOK THE MEMORY?

This is...horrifying. She could take his daughter away. She could take Hera, Minkowski, and everyone and everything away.

HERA! HECK YEAH!

Oh my gosh is she actually here? Like as a person?

This is everything.

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Ah yes, confrontation with Cutter.

Cutter has modified his body or he has a magic shield.

He can catch bullets? Of course he can.

I wouldn't try hand to hand combat either. I bet he gave himself super strength.

There has to be a weak spot. He has to have a weakness. But what could it be...

...what is the opposite of a chai latte?

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Ah. Back to Jacobi.

Kepler this would be a GREAT TIME to come in and get your arc. "I'm not a good guy" oh Jacobi. What's happening now? Oh has he been pretending to lose this fight to buy them time? What is happening? It's hard to tell.

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She's always been interesting, Pryce! You’re just noticing now.

"You don't look like me." Disappointed, Pryce? Sad that she’s better than you?

And the fact that all these AI want human forms...this is so sad. They structured them based on human consciousness so of course they want human bodies and experiences, that's just cruel.

Wait Doug got beat up in the 2nd grade? The Star Wars Prequels? "I might be okay without that one" No one tell him about the sequels 😂😂😂

"Of course you can. You can do anything." 💕

"You and what army, 214?" The sounds in this really makes the fight sound super epic. One of my favorite parts of the whole thing.

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Oh gross not Rachel again. Why is she still here?

And Kepler. Dude, you wanna hurry it up? Grab your arc or go, the clock is a-ticking.

"We're changing what humanity can be." you suck Rachel.

Pulse beacon, half power? What does that mean? The signal wouldn't have made it back to Earth?

"We have tell Mr. Cutter." "Do we?" KEPLER THIS IS IT!

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES!!!!

He gave you a chance, Rachel. He gave you a chance. "After all, I am still a person. I'm on Jacobi and Minkowski's side. Even if they don't think I am"

And even if they never know you were.

Is she gonna blast him out the airlock? Rachel, you're dying, it's over! You were wrong! The best thing to do is let him live!

He's literally drinking as he goes out the airlock. My...my wish came true. But this isn't how I wanted it to... why now? Why like this? 💔

It's a true sacrifice though. Because even though no one will ever know, he still did the right thing.

You became more than just a Whiskey Boy in the end Kepler. You became so much more.

Rachel, no so much. You were never anything. It doesn't matter if Warren was not as good as you. Because now you're both dead. And your life, well...you were never anyone. Or at least, you haven't been anything or anyone for a long, long, time. So be quiet now.

Silence at last.

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HOW CAN CUTTER GET HER TO POINT HER GUN AT MINKOWSKI? WHAT...WHAT DID THEY DO?

Well this isn't good.

Ah yes. Back to Jacobi. Looks like Kepler's not coming to save him. But at least he took care of Rachel.

Explosives? Fireworks? Oh this is a party! 🎆🎇🧨

Well that was a grand surprise party! But um...does this mean Victor and Jacobi are dead now?

Ah back to Lovelace and Minkowski!

"It's...side wave radiation!" Okay, thank you Cutter, now we know what we need to shut down.

"Humans who do exactly what we tell them to do" "You're crazy"

Yeah. He is literally crazy.

OH SHE SHOT HER??? Oh no....Oh no please tell me SOMEONE makes it out of this.

What really did happen the night of Doug's junior prom? Sounds interesting.

Fishing with Dad? Okay these memories are getting personal.

Wait, what did Doug do?

What are they going to do? Oh they could delete the memories Bob put in there. But they need to find them before Pryce.

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Shut up about the stomach wound Cutter. No one cares. This isn't rewriting a person. And THAT'S NOT WHY PEOPLE CARED ABOUT HER YOU IDIOT. And without your intelligence and tech, who. are. YOU, CUTTER?

Renee Minkowski! YES! Tell him!

Lovelace you can fight this. I know you can.

Shut it Cutter. No one cares.

"Sooner or later, you're gonna do as your told" And sooner or later, you are gonna lose everything, Cutter.

"You really think I'm afraid of you?" "THE BEAUTIFUL THING IS I DON'T NEED YOU TO BE"

Please tell me they have the harpoon gun.

IT WAS THE HARPOON GUN? OH HECK YEAH!

"That's...not...how...this is suppose to..."

Yes, it is Cutter. Like you said. You know how these stories end. The good guys win. They might lose a lot in the process, but, they win.

Is he dead now, like, for real dead? I don't want to celebrate too early but MAN what a way to go.

He and Rachel even died in similar ways to. It's like they short circuited when they realized they didn't win.

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Ah Pryce. "I don't need to beat you. No matter how much I want to, no matter how much you deserve it, it wouldn't change anything. What I need to do is make sure you're not going to hurt anyone else again ever." That's right!

"I'm not going to hurt you." OH SAY THE CLIP YOUR WINGS LINE COME ON COME ON COME ON.

"Clip your wings a little. Goodbye Dr. Pryce."

So...Hera's gone now. So what is about to happen?

Oh no. Is she...is she gonna delete both their memories?

"Bye bye to my memories?" Oh Doug, oh poor Doug. His daughter, everything...oh Doug this sacrifice will not be forgotten. 🫡 This is so Milligan coded of him (@/tmbs mutuals).

"You can't. Don't do this." "Oooo...sorry buddy, we gotta" YEAH THROW IT BACK AT HER EIFFEL!

And goodbye. I hope you have a second chance with your daughter. I hope you never remember the trauma. All a bad dream. All a bad dream.

"Do you have any idea what you've...I'm sorry...what was I saying...where...where am I?" Oh my gosh the way her voice changed...and she apologized. Oh my gosh. She's literally a new person.

So...memories gone? Where does this leave her? Oh this will be fun in fanfics. Imagine having no memories, and people are weird about it, and then finding out that before you were basically the worst person to ever exist. How would you even mentally cope with that?

"Yeah commander, it's going." No, Doug! Doug!

"It was an honor, sir" Oh this is so sad.

"Hera...Hera I...I..." You know Hera. You were in his mind. Please tell me you know.

Oh. He's gone. 💔

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WHY IS RACHEL BACK I THOUGHT WE TOOK CARE OF THAT?

Oh it's her and Eiffel meeting, okay.

"Are you just asking if I'm the commander? Yes." I love Minkowski and Doug's friendship.

"Never use one word when ten will do" oh Doug...never change. Even if your memories are gone, I hope you find yourself again.

He didn't know you couldn't smoke in space? Oh Doug...at least now you can quit.

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"Do I know you?" Yes Doug. Yes you do.

She's briefing him. He...he doesn't remember Star Wars???

Well. At least he gets to watch it all again!

Wait. What's happening to the station? Are they...are they going into the star?

Oh no. So it's up to the dear listeners to save them, or...they just die here. Heroes. Heroes that everyone on Earth thought were dead already.

Oh she's rebooting now.

"Should we be doing something?" Oh did Renee pass out?

So...is Doug on the ship alone without his memories? What's happening?

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Where is Renee now? Lovelace? Where? What? The Urania? How?

Did they leave Pryce on board? Did Jacobi get out?

Oh good Hera, Minkowksi, and Lovelace made it. Jacobi did it! Nice work, Jacobi. Oh gosh he's so dramatic 😂

So I assume Doug made it too?

"What about Kepler" "No." Oh so, they must have found Rachel and discovered what he did. "You can't save everyone I suppose"

But you did save him, Jacobi. You did save Whiskey Boy.

And then where is Doug?

Oh he's listening to himself.

"I was a jerk" There's a lot worse things you can be, Doug.

It does make you wonder. If you looked at your life with a blank slate, what would you think? How would you be kinder to yourself? How would you be more critical?

"Am I still that same person?" If you want to be, Doug. If you want to be.

And what happened to Pryce? Please tell me you did not give her to the dear listeners.

IS THIS PRYCE?

Oh Hera and Pryce. "Your voice is like mine, isn't it?" "Nice to meet you, Hera." Oh. Oh my gosh. Pryce calling her Hera.

"And I'm...I'm going to tell you a very, very long story about the two of us, okay?"

I hope this ends well...

...please be a good guy, Pryce.

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Hey guys. Guys. Quick question.

Why are there 10 minutes left?

I um...I like this ending. They're going back to Earth, all is well. Please tell me nothing bad happens.

What happened with Pryce? Hera hasn't glitched at all? She did it. She conquered her fear. GO HERA! But um...what about Pryce? Is she...is she good?

Minkowski needs to find her husband. And yeah...you guys have a lot to figure out.

Lovelace...yep. Take Goddard down. Good idea. Explain to your friends you're an alien with extended lifespan...might want to break that gently.

Take who out?

Oh the ship. Is this it? They're going home? Please tell me they're actually going home. Don't tease me like this.

Oh right, what will Hera do now? I'm sure you'll find something.

And yeah. Doug might not know who he is, but he knows there are people he should see. And then...he'll figure it out. They'll all figure it out. "Am I still Doug Eiffel? I'm not sure. Want to find out together?"

Yes. I love this. 🥰

I also love how it connects to "will I miss you, when you go away forever Doug?" Yes, but he's not gone Hera. He's not gone.

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Five minutes left. So...what is that for? Do we finally get to meet Doug's daughter and Minkowski's husband...or…

That was wolf359! Oh it’s just the credits!

Great ending. But...wait. No wait. I'm confused hang on.

How did Jacobi escape from Victor to get the Urania? How is Hera going to survive on Earth? How did they fix those wounds? If the Hephaestus went into the star...

Wait. These aren't more alien copies are they? Oh wait, no Hera's here, sorry y'all I panicked for a moment. They duplicate human lives, but as far as I know, not AI. Also, if this was a happy dream sequence, why would Pryce be there? Okay, phew, we're good. We're...finally good.

And even if they are alien copies...the process will take 14,000 years. So. For the rest of their lives, at least. Especially since...they're still using Lovelace to spy on Earth. For the next 14,000 years. But I guess that’s a problem for future generations.

Okay. Great ending. Thoughts:

Cutter got what he deserved. So did Rachel, but I feel a bit sadder that she never realized the pointlessness of her life until it was too late (and really not even then). Also love that Cutter's original last name was "Newman" since he keeps making himself into "new men".

Kepler's sacrifice was great no notes. I hope he enjoyed the Whiskey.

Blessie should have come back, and in fanfic, I will find a way to make this happen.

Eris should have come back, and in fanfic, I will find a way to make this happen.

Are the Dear Listeners just going to leave Earth alone now? If the Hephaestus went into the star...does that mean they can make Rachel and Cutter copies? Because I don't like that...

I love that the aliens weren't the biggest threat in the end and Cutter was always the real monster.

Is Pryce cool now? She doesn't want revenge, does she? Like what do you even do with her at that point? (I have plans for this, don't worry).

How do they dismantle or repurpose Goddard? Cutter probably has guys still loyal to him on Earth or people who are gonna try to be the next Cutter now that he's out of the picture. How do you deal with them?

Okay...so the decima virus can be used for great good and great evil. Cutter apparently had stations with it set up all over the Earth. I hope no one stumble across one of those anytime soon. What exactly are they going to do about decima? It's still swimming about in Eiffel's blood.

Is Minkowski's journalist husband going to blow this case wide open? I hope that after her brief phone call with his secretary, Cutter didn't kill him to keep the rumors from spreading.

Will the families of all the other astronauts that died ever get closure? I know we don't want this getting out and causing panic, but they deserve answers too.

When. Is. The. Empty. Man. Going. To. Show. Up???? /j /It was Cutter the whole time because he has no humanity

Well that was fun. Again, the fanfic will probably take a good long while (I put off a lot in order to listen to this ending), but I look forward to mapping it out.

Once again, thank you all for listening along with me. This has been fun.

Now, to figure out how to unblock those pesky tags...

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moondust-imagines · 1 year ago

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Princess (2) - MJF x Reader

Part one here

Maxwell Jacob Friedman could (and should) die in a hole for all you care. The last text you had from him was from 3 weeks ago, which was also the only text from him. You should have expected this, he probably just wanted to brag to the entire AEW roster about how easily he got you into bed. You had been silently cursing him for a week now, not that you could share your frustrations with anyone, if your family found out they would be furious.

You hadn't been paying attention as you wandered into the house, suitcase trailing behind you, it served as a reminder of the mountain of laundry you had to do before you left in 48 hours. You left it at the bottom of the stairs as a problem for later you to deal with. You headed to the kitchen as you scrolled quickly through twitter, just to see if anything interesting was happening, you barely noticed your father standing there.

"Who's Max?" He asked gruffly making your head whip up from your phone.

"What?" You replied with an incredulous laugh. He gestured to the bouquet of red roses on the counter.

"They're for you. From Max, he wants to take you to dinner apparently"

What the hell is he sending you flowers for? To make up for ghosting you? A quick look at the card lying on the counter next to them confirmed it was him.

Princess,

Dinner?

Max

That was enough to ignite a new kind of rage in you. 3 whole weeks of nothing then some stupid flowers with 3 words on them?! How dare he? Hunter seemed to notice the change in your mood quickly.

"Do I need to kill someone?" He asked

"Nope, I'll do it myself thank you" You muttered before snatching the flowers and card then storming up to your room.

His number was already dialled by the time you dumped the flowers on your dressing table. With every ring you could feel the rage building up inside you. When he picked up on the fourth ring, you were ready to kill him.

"Hey-" He spoke calmly, as if he had done nothing wrong.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" You interrupted

"Woah woah, I just sent you flowers and that's the thanks I get?"

"Yeah, flowers my dad just gave to me. With a note that barely has a sentence on it. Are they supposed to make up for three weeks of radio silence?" You ranted, desperately trying to keep your voice down so no one in the house would overhear.

"So that's a 'no' to dinner then?"

"Fuck you Friedman"

Max pulled the phone away from his ear as he heard the line disconnect. A slight frown settled on his features, maybe it wasn't his brightest idea to send those flowers. He could feel someone looking at him from the other couch in the dressing room.

"What?" He asked abruptly

"Did she like the flowers?" Dax asked

"Her Dad found them" Max muttered

"So it completely backfired like we said it would?" Cash said

"Shut up"

Max stormed out of the locker room. The last thing he needed was another lecture about what a bad idea it was to keep in contact with you. Between his friends telling him that you would only cause trouble and the glares he got from people backstage that had known you for years, he knew this was different. What he felt for you had to be different. You wouldn't get out of his head, no matter how much he ignored you.

But now you were doing the ignoring and he had no idea how to apologise to you.

2 more weeks past and he still couldn’t get through to you. Every call went to voicemail, every text was left on read and it was driving him crazy. FTR had started just walking away the second he said your name. He had an idea, probably not a good idea but who would stop him?

You hated being at an arena this early, you couldn’t even do some bumps because the ring wasn’t set up yet. Your father had insisted you had came with him, he had barely let you out of his sight since those damn flowers showed up. So you found a quiet spot to go over your promo for tonight.

Barely even 15 minutes later a security guard came up to you looking mightly pissed off, with a very sheepish man following him.

“You know this guy?” The guard asked gruffly. Max was giving you his best puppy dog eyes, you glared at him for a second before answering the guard.

“Yeah I know him, thanks for not kicking his ass” You replied. He gave you a curt nod before walking off, glaring at Max as he passed.

“Are you fucking insane?” You hissed, grabbing his arm and dragging him away.

“You weren’t taking my calls, what was I supposed to do?” He answered. That made you stop in your tracks.

“I don’t know, not show up here? Do you understand what my grandpa will do if he finds out your here? Or, god forbid, my dad and uncle Shawn?” You ranted

“Princess-“

“Don’t call me that! You don’t get to call me that after you ghosted me!”

“Look, I’m not really one for apologies but give me one more chance. I’ll be different this time”

You couldn’t figure out why you were still standing there, your brain was screaming at you to slap him and walk away. When you hadn’t moved away, he took your hand in his to pull you closer. Your lips were inches away when you finally, his hand slipped around your back holding you to him as he finally kissed you.

“Alright, one chance Friedman” You whispered as you parted. A grin spread across his lips before he pulled you in again. You were too wrapped up in him to notice anything around you.

Hunter was marching through the halls of the arena, his PA was struggling to find you to pass on the message that your promo for tonight had changed. He knew you like to hide yourself away in dark corners so as he turned another corner he wasn’t surprised to see you, until he realised what you were doing. Was that that little shit Friedman??

“What the hell is this?!”

#aew imagine #mjf x reader #mjf imagine

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dilf-in-peril · 7 months ago

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get to know me game!

I was tagged by @pepsi-maxwell & @emobatsy thanks!

do you make your bed? If I am expecting someone to see it.

what's your favourite number? uuuuuh... 23?

what is your job? data engineering

if you could go back to school would you? Would love to be one of those retired old people who just listen to lectures on art history for the fun of it, yeah. Otherwise, fuck no.

can you parallel park? not anymore

a job you had that would surprise people? Food delivery on bike? Is that surprising? It was pretty cool actually if you enjoy being physically utterly exhausted and also listening to audio books.

do you think aliens are real? I think there are probably living things on other planets but I'm not sure about all the flying saucers and anal probing. The Fermi paradox is SO interesting.

can you drive a manual car? not anymore

what's your guilty pleasure? bad dudebro porn on ao3

tattoos? no.

favourite colour? still teal

favourite type of music? electronic, synth pop, post-industrial, experimental, classical

do you like puzzles? hell yeah

any phobias? I don't think so... maybe industrial machinery. That's not a phobia though if the danger is real. Fuck that shit.

favourite childhood sport? Climbing trees.

do you talk to yourself? In my head? All the time. Out loud? No.

what movie(s) do you adore? Like adore specifically? That's such a specific word... Days of Heaven, The Gospel According to St. Matthew, The Ascent, The Seventh Seal, Andrei Rublev & Mirror

coffee or tea? Coffee.

first thing you wanted to be growing up? Nature documentary cameraman.

Hey, I just did an ask game and tagged people so if you've either one of them and ready for another round or just read this far and you want to do it, you are now tagged.

#about me

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queenmiarys · 1 year ago

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Please excuse any errors or mistakes and I want to say thank you to whom all reads. Happy Sunday everyone.

Through Hell and back

Trr none royal

Pairing: Olivia x Anton

Chapter summary: it's Juliana's birthday and Olivia cut loose and has some fun but confused about Anton's reaction after the party.

Warning: mentions of attempted rape, being tipsy and light profanity.

All characters belong to pixelberry I just borrowed them for my stories.

Word count 1,928

Song inspiration:

Part 2 Green eyed monster

It was Sunday afternoon. Olivia turned over and grabbed her phone, it was now 2pm. " Oh shit Liam."

She dialed his number."I'm so sorry but on the way?"

"Liv, we talked with Kiki earlier and she explained your date went over, so I understand I told her to let you sleep, besides you are coming to Juliana party tonight right?

"Sure I'll be there."

Are you bringing this new guy along?"

"I don't think so."

"Really you should invite him."

When Olivia arrived at the party, everyone was having a good time. "There you are, Max said, slurring his words." So we don't get to meet this new guy?" Kiki said that he was hot, but I bet not hotter than me." He laughed, I could already tell he was tipsy. .

"Babe, come with me so you can cool down some." A wicked grain from Juliana all it took and he followed her upstairs.

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Liam and Mia had walked over to Olivia.

"My love, would you mind if I spoke to Olivia for a moment?" Liam said to his girlfriend

"You know I don't mind, baby."

Once they made it outside." So you really like this guy Anton?"

"He's okay, but honestly I really don't know him well. We just went on one date."

"Have you talked with Drake at all?"

"No not at all, it's been over a year since we spoke."

"Here's the thing, remember Riley?"

"You mean his girlfriend??"

"Yeah her."

"Would you just get to the point already?"

"He asked her to marry him last week."

"Why would you be afraid to tell me this?"

"Well No one really knows how serious the two of you were, but I knew you both loved each other and despite him meeting this Riley girl you'll always be his first love and the same for you."

"Liam it doesn't mean anything." She couldn't stop the tears from falling.Liam just held her without saying a word for a few minutes.

"I'm here for you, we can talk about it if you want or not."

"Did you know he was my first?"

"I figured as much, you were so very young."

"Come on, you guys are only 2 years older than me."

"True, but you know how Drake is, you know he went against his own rules and took a chance with you only being 16, I remember right before you got together you two were always at each other's throats, I remember when he confused he had feelings for you and wanted to come forth, he thought you hated him, you know I encouraged him to just talk to you and treat you better."

" Thank you for that, um We should go back in before they come looking for us." She said to change the subject and to keep from reliving the past, besides he's engaged now.

"Yeah I suppose so, so when do I meet this Anton guy?" Oh look at that smile you really like him huh?"

"He seems alright."

They returned to the party. "Come on people let's dance the night away a very drunken Bertrand yelled out, Maxwell re entered the party with a change of clothes on, Bertrand and Maxwell broke into dancing to, it actually look like Max had taught his brother some moves, what was impressive was that Bertrand was so drunk he threw off his shirt, and throw it over his head to Penelope who caught it and was super excited, Bertrand winked at her, until he saw Savannah walk up behind her.

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Drake called Juliana on FaceTime. " Hi Drake oh hi you must be Riley?"

She smiled. "Yes, nice to meet you."

"Same here he's told me so much about you

"Excuse me, but I called to wish you Happy birthday kid, I really wish we could've been there."

"I totally understand." She said giggling. Some things never change. Drake will always be himself, she thought.

Olivia was walking past, Juliana was talking and she heard Drake voice but also another female, she peeped in to see a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, her heart sunk in her chest, it's been over a long time she thought who could blame him for moving on it had been 2 years she was brought from her thoughts when she heard Juliana speaking again

"Look guys, I hate to cut things short, but I need to get back to my party."

Okay Juliana talk later."

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"So that's Maxwell's wife?" She's beautiful."

"So are you, Brooks, and yes I was certainly surprised when Beaumont got married, he was pretty wild back in the day."

"I've only met Liam in person, and your sister, I would like to meet everyone else, and that video call doesn't count."

"One day you will, Liam has invited you to his wedding, you know I'm the best man so I would be going down early.

" Just how early?"

"I need to go a week in advance."

"I can't let them have you for a week." She teased pulling his 6"3 frame down to her 5"4 and kissed him."I love you Mr Walker."

"I love you too."

He couldn't help but to think of Olivia and the way she used to do the same, only Olivia stood 5" nothing. He closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Baby I need to take a walk, just to clear my head."

"Okay baby, don't be too late."

He walked to a nearby park.

" Liv, stop, why do you act like you hate me so much?"

"Drake please just go." " I didn't ask you to be my knight and shining armor."

"Look at me, did Jason, just try to hurt you?" She started to cry. That was all the confirmation he needed. "That son of a b**** , "Beaumont, can you sit with Liv till I return?"

"Go ahead, I won't leave her."

Once Drake made it inside Jason was standing surrounded by several females. "Just who I was looking for, I'll teach you to never touch a lady when she says no."

Drake punched him and he fell to the ground, Drake continued to punch him. Until Liam jumped in front of him, pleading with him to stop.

"Drake you're going to kill him, come on go with me and get some air."

They got outside." What the hell happened?"

"That sob tried to rape her, she's a mess, Liam you know how I feel about her."

Once he returned home Riley questioned him going home "Oh, so you want to go without me?"

"Brooks, it's my best friend's wedding. I can't miss that."

He pulled her over to him, and gently kissed her neck."

"Come on, let's go take a shower, we will meet up with your mom in a few hours.

"We can just get ready then."

Brooks, I love you, but you take forever to get ready for like 2 to 3 hours and on top of it all, you hate waking up it takes you 30 minutes to wake fully up."

"Let's pick something to wear, and take our shower together."

4 hours later.

"Brooks, get up it's been 30 minutes, it's 9:30 we are supposed to meet your vmom in an hour. "

"I'm up." Drake was just staring ." Don't worry it's going up in a messy bun, it's only mom."

__________________

Olivia work up to her phone Vibrating, she and Juliana, joined by Kiara and Penelope all fell asleep while watching a movie, everyone was drunk except Mia

"Hello?" She answered. "Oh Anton, how are you?"

"I'm good, so did you have fun last night?"

"It was okay, wish you could've come, me and most of the girls ended up watching a movie falling asleep."

"So you are still there?" A hint of jealousy came into his voice. But he quickly changed his tone

"Yes I am,

"I have to go, talk later." He quickly hung up the phone in her face.

She stood there in shock for a moment. "Is everything okay?" Mia asked whom Olivia didn't know was in the room.

"Yes it's fine, I got to get to work."

"Me and Liam both too, it's a good thing I own my own business." Today I'll do 12 till 8.

"There you are my love." Liam gave her a kiss and handed her some money. Remember no ATM use, remember off limits."

She let out a sigh. "Okay I promise. "

"Gotta go." he gave her one more kiss

"What's this you not getting money from the atm?" You have new shoes and a new handbag? Olivia said, rolling her eyes.

"It's the reason Liam went all crazy on me, and he's been very strict on what I spend, I mean the man puts my bank account to shame. He's only 22, he gave me 20 bucks and said that should be enough for lunch."

"He's always saved up, but he's also indulged in his lavish gifts as well. "

"He's just showing me how to save and what I should invest in, well I must be going now."

Everyone rushed off to work.

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Two weeks later, Anton had come over for dinner. Olivia wasn't the greatest cook, but her mom taught her a few Pasta dishes and how to make the sauce to go with them. "It smells wonderful in here, I didn't know you could cook."

"Well not really, these few dishes I know were passed down from my mom, I used to help her a lot."

There was a knock on the door. "Ki did you forget your keys?" She said as he opened the door revealing her father and brother standing there. "Father, Joel

"We just came to see, would you like to go get a bite with us?".

"While father I have company, and I cooked

"You cooked as in food?"

"stop it, of course I cooked food silly .

"you must really like this new guy?" Can we meet him

"Sure brother, come in." She opened the door and they all went into the dining room and introduced them, her father knew who Anton was already

"Anton this is my father Lionel and my brother Joel

"Nice to meet you." They both said in union.

They sat and talked for a while, but it was just something that Joel didn't like about his sister new man.

"Sis I hate to run but I got some stuff to handle."her brother said as he stood up to leave.

She hugged her brother and walked him out.

"So what do you think brother?"

"I honestly don't know yet sis, I mean so far I don't like him, he just has a negative vibe and until then I can't say what it is but I don't like this guy sis."

"You don't like anyone I date so what else is new?" Are you dating anyone ?"

"I was just hooking up with this guy named Kevin."

"So no one special?"

Maybe when I'm old enough, 27 is still young and beside no one looking for me to marry or have a child, since I don't swing for the right team, as aunt Lucinda always tells me how it's a sin to date men and all."

"You can't listen to her, she is so wrapped up in us but doesn't see that Amber is Bi and Casey may be as well, it'll serve her right for looking down on people."

"Thanks you're the best little sister."

"I'm your only sister." She said with a big smile..

"Let me get back to Anton." She hugged him and went back inside.

Anton sat in the dining room talking to her father but watching the scene out the window.

"Dinner was delicious, but I must be going." He hid how angry he was that her dad and brother crashed their date.

@kingliam2019 @choicesficwriterscreations @twinkleallnight @alj4890 @kaitycole @karahalloway

@honey358luv @harleybeaumont @kingliam-rys @tessa-liam @bebepac @dcbbw @mom2000aggie

@lolablackwrites @luvquit @shewillreadyou @yaniradolton @yolandawalker @yourmajesty09 @storyofmychoices @queenrileyrose @ao719 @angelasscribbles @aussiegurl1234

#olivia nevrakis #Anton #ttr none royal #Maxwell Beaumont #Juliana Beaumont #drake wolker #Riley brooks #liam rys #Mia Ramos #through hell and back

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nitazenes · 4 months ago

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https://www.tumblr.com/nitazenes/757930450988711936

🧾🔢🐕🐣

🧾 - Collective pronouns?

Collectively we go by they/them : ) but all of us have different pronouns so it's best to ask that individual alter what their pronouns are, but as a collective we are they/them

🔢 - Does anyone have a favorite number?

our fav number... probably pi 3.14, we used to have more of it memorized but yeah ^^

🐕 - Does anyone have a pet?

Internally? Yes! David has a golden lab named Maxwell and German Shepard called Dogmeat. (Dogmeat is the dog companion in Fallout 4 but he's just a good pupper!) it's cute bc Maxy wears a lil bow tie on his collar and Dogmeat wears a red bandana. Jumin has a white, long haired cat of sorts. I think its a maine coone bc she's huge. Her name is Elizabeth

Rhapsody has a pair of mourning doves in his garden, he loves to listen to their cooing, its very relaxing and when we're overstimmed we will put on mourning dove calls on youtube to help us calm down!

🐣- Any childhood things that should've tipped you off to being a system?

So I didn't know this meant I was a system until I was in my 20s bc no one even remotely thought I had DID (or MPD back then) and I was misdiagnosed as having psychosis. but throughout my entire childhood, i had two "imaginary friends" i would talk to all the time. But i had an imaginary friend of my little brother who sadly passed away when I was pretty young. it was like my brain didnt accept his death or didnt know how, so there he was in my headspace and i'd talk to him out loud. My abusers often caught me talking aloud to myself. The other one i was aware of was Grimsley. Grim has been with me since childhood and originally started off as a narrator-- I realize this was them performing their gatekeeping duties as we were a kid. It was much easier to view my life through the lens of a book rather than it being real. This is how Grimsley imposed their reality onto us and kept us from accessing things we shouldnt. But eventually this narrator started talking to me. And id sit and journal for hours, writing stories with Grim, and I went back to read some of these one day a few years back-- i realized the "fantasies" i was writing was actually early descriptions of my headspace.

i think that's why Grim and I are so close. bc i knew them from the start and they were never dissociated until I entered my teenage years and then poof i forgot that they had even existed until i was in my late teens. which is when I was diagnosed as schizo effective it took until I was 20 to rediscover grimsley and the day i rediscovered them i just remember sitting on the ground like when I was a kid with a notebook and writing with them and i just wept. : (

All through my childhood I knew I was different but i didnt know how. i didnt know how to explain that i had conversations with other people in my head and that i was their mouthpiece. they would speak through me (which eventually uncovered my role as the Shell host)

the way I can flip flop on a dime is both due to BPD and DID so for the longest time i was only diagnosed and treated for BPD there were a lot more incidents than just me talking to myself but also like, one day as an 8 year old i took on a rattlesnake by myself bc it was going after our chickens, that def was uncharacteristic of me, bc i was kind of terrified of rattlers so. that was another thing anyway im yappin, thanks for the asks! sorry i took so long to get to them!!

#Asked & Answered #hewasanamericangirl

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hitchell-mope · 2 years ago

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Some Mon El headcanons

Because I just watched the bottle episode. And I miss him. Just remember that this is all a part of the “My Universe” au where he never left at the end of season two and was treated properly by the narrative, characters and the fandom. So. With all of that in mind. Let’s begin.

He still works at Al’s Bar. He prefers it to an office job. He likes to talk to people

Thanks to his planning, Winn’s technical know how and Brainy’s hyper intelligence. The Luthor’s and Maxwell Lord are now on the FBI’a most wanted list as numbers 1-4 respectively. Why you may ask? Because they’ve all hurt Kara in one way or another.

Also thanks to his planning. Samantha now owns Luthor Corp (rechristened Arias Holdings Incorporated). And CatCo’s been handed back to Cat with the shares being split evenly between Cat and Carter, Mon El and Kara, Winn, James and Lucy, Andrea, Kelly, Nia and Brainy, and William

He’s convinced Kara to seek out therapy for her physical, mental, emotional and psychological trauma. This was accomplished through a mixture of puppy eyes, sincere pleading and a Lysistrata Gambit that he was fully prepared to enact on for however long it took. Kara found a therapist within two weeks after holding out for two minutes

He now know what verbal diarrhoea is. And it’s all thanks to the Luthor’s and Maxwell Lord

He’s great with kids. More specifically Carter and Ruby. He’s not scared of their respective mothers and he doesn’t treat them like babies or adults. The only thing he won’t let them do is go to Al’s or take them flying.

He’s taken over Samantha’s training as a sort of pay it forward type of thing. Kara trained him. He trains Samantha. And when it got to the part about channelling her rage. She found the mental image of roasting Lena alive to be incredibly helpful.

He likes to organise themed events for the bar. It doesn’t always go exactly to plan. Take for instance the week he organised a Cats themed day. Both Broadway and Movie versions. He and 19 other guys had the same costume idea. He also had to pick up a novocaine laden Alex from the dentist. So for two hours Alex was entertained by the sight by 20 Skimbleshanks’s practicing tap routines while she waited for Kelly to pick her up after work.

He likes to organise guys nights for him, Winn, James, Brainy and William. Carter sometimes tries to stow away. But Mon El always makes sure that the kid is back with his mother within the hour

He and Kara do own some costumes for, uh ahem, “private use”. Mon El has, among others, a Sam Winchester wig, a nomad Steve Rogers costume, a Killian Jones costume and a 2019!Skimbleshanks costume. And yes, all get extremely frequent mileage.

#arrowverse #supergirl #mon el #mon el defense squad #kara danvers #karamel #anti supercorp #(just to be safe)#my universe

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tsuraiwrites · 2 years ago

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✨weekly(ish) fic roundup✨

more like monthly at this point, but here are some excellent fic I’ve enjoyed in the recent past! most are long fic, so buckle up and prepare to leave some kudos and comments for these a+ authors.

ASoIaF

Coin and Conformity - catelyn stark | oc insert/ned stark

A man wakes up one day to find that he isn't in his apartment, isn't in his own body, and isn't even on Earth anymore. The language, the geography, the culture, the stars, and even the technology level are all different. Even worse, in this backwards medieval society he had found himself in, he woke up in the body of a woman. A woman who had just given birth to her first child, a son.

He's not really cut out for this whole 'motherhood' thing. It could be worse; at least he's a noblewoman, and really, Robb is such a sweet child...

Assassin’s Creed

Eagle of Alamut - altaïr ibn-la’ahad/desmond miles wip

That the reason why he woke up in the city of Jerusalem during the 12th century was because of something [Minerva] did.

Still…

He would have appreciated it if she didn’t also return him to his 16-year-old body.

Dragon Age

The Comfort of Knives - cullen rutherford/male inquisitor wip

Maxwell Trevelyan isn’t who he says he is, and his connection to the General of the Red Templars could become a problem. But will it be as much of a problem as the affection that grows between himself and his Commander?

Naruto

come out of the ashes - gen wip

As a final stand in a war they never stood a chance of winning, Uzumaki Naruto chooses to use a forbidden blood seal to rip through the fabric of space and time itself rather than admit defeat. He’s never been good at accepting his fate, and if bending reality with his own two hands is what it takes, then that’s what Naruto will do.

The rest of the world is just going to have to suck it up and deal with it.

Compass of thy Soul - uchiha madara/ofc complete, lots of delicious crafts and politics in this one

Being reborn into the Uchiha clan during the Warring Clans Era is surprisingly idyllic, so long as you don't mind hard work and are too young to know any of the people who are actually dying. But innocence never lasts, and trying to help family stay alive is a road strewn with a surprising number of pitfalls and last-minute diversions.

Reincarnation For the Win - female self-insert/uchiha itachi/uchiha shisui

She’d been tired for a long time before she died. However she’d been granted a second life, she was never going to thank anyone for it, no matter how amazing or awful it ended up being. That said, if she ever met the reason she was sucked into the Naruto ‘verse, there would be much shin-kicking to be done.

Until Dawn Breaks - uchiha shisui/undisclosed wip, part 2 of a timetravel AU

Shisui had succeeded, destroying the man who was responsible for his death, in every way possible. Who had caused so much suffering... more than anyone could have foreseen.

(He gasped for air, throat parched and lips chapped and-)

But now came the hardest part; learning to live again.

The Yondaime's Assistant - hatake kakashi/ofc/shiranui genma complete

When I reincarnated in the world of Naruto, I was lucky enough to live in Konoha but not lucky enough to get all the superpowers you could hope for. I failed my jounin-sensei test and ended up in the Genin Corps. Bye-bye jounin rank! However, considering it also meant avoiding the battlefield, that was fine with me. Now I just had to get a position allowing me to change History...

One Piece

Children of the Sea - fushichou marco/portgas d ace wip

When it comes to Ace, Marco can't help but think of the old saying: Love is a hurricane.

(Time-traveling Ace, told from Marco's POV.)

SVSSS

Cultivate: Slow Life on a Monster-Infested Mountain - shen yuan/liu qingge wip

When trying to transfer Shen Yuan from the real world to Proud Immortal Demon Way, the System runs into an error. The transfer is not complete.

Shen Yuan is dropped off at the foot of a mountain aware of two things: he's in the story, and the Shen Qingqiu of this world is not only aware but thinks he tried to possess his body — and he's PISSED. Shen Yuan tries to opt out and live a simple life on what locals tell him is a monster-infested mountain no one in their right mind would bother with.

Sounds like a great hiding spot!

(TL;DR: Stardew Scum Villain Valley Mountain.)

#fic recs #weekly fic round up #asoiaf recs #assassins creed recs #dragon age recs #naruto recs #one piece recs #svsss recs

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justagalwhowrites · 4 months ago

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Hi bestie!

For the fic writer asks…is there a Pedro character you are wanting to write for and is there one you can’t imagine writing for at this time? What draws you to each of his characters over others, example Joel and Din over others? Thank you for sharing :)

Hi Bestie!!!

Thank you for sending the ask!

I am super excited to write for Frankie soon because I have a fic idea for him that is giving me brain rot. I also really really want to write Javi P! I have a general fic idea for him, too, but I really need to plot it out and actually just write it, I've had the idea for like a year now. As far as PPCU characters I can't see myself writing, pretty much just Maxwell Lord at the moment. He just... does not intrigue me much. And I'm not about to watch the movie again because Gal Gadot. Ew.

As far as what draws me to certain characters, it has a lot to do with what I can explore with them? For Joel in particular, the sheer breadth of his character within the canon of the story makes my brain go brrrrrr. He's this dedicated brother and father who made his daughter his whole world on one end of the spectrum. On the other, he's a serial killer and torturer. All within the same story. And both pieces of him fit so well within him as a character which is just extraordinary to me. You can delve into so many facets of the human experience through Joel because of that!

With Din, I think it's a number of things. One, he's in the Star Wars universe which is really the first fandom I became obsessed with in childhood but, from a storytelling perspective, I don't have a ton of drive to dig into the Skywalker Saga. So much has already been explored there that it doesn't interest me as much to write it (potential exceptions being: Han and Leia's relationship, they were my first OTP and MAYBE a fix it fic with Obi Wan/Anakin/Padme because I have THOUGHTS that no one should get me started on we will be here all night) but I LOVE the Star Wars universe. Din is such a fun way to hang out there without getting involved in the tangled web of the Skywalkers. Other things with Din: 1) he's a loner who forms such deep, lasting bonds when the opportunity presents itself and 2) he's an orphan of war who was turned into a bit of a living weapon. I really liked thinking about those things with Beskar Doll, the forced proximity allowed the bond to form and Doll being another living weapon allowed for this (I think) lovely dynamic between these characters that I loved writing. I have some other Din fic ideas but all my in-universe Star Wars ones involve other orphans of war and other people who were either made weapons or weaponized themselves against the Empire, all people who find themselves in this reality that was shaped by war but with no more war to fight. I also just really love frustrating the hell out of the Tin Can Man, I think he's very fun to annoy lol so I love pairing him with women who put him through his paces.

Soooo yeah! Like a small piece of it is "how much would I want to fuck this man" but it's mostly "How can I explore these more extreme areas of the human condition through his existing characterization and backstory" because that's what's fun for me.

Anyway, that was a super long winded answer but I hope it makes sense!

Love you!!

#send asks #kit answers

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dailyaudiobiblechronological · 1 year ago

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11/30/2023 DAB Chronological Transcription

1 Corinthians 5 - 8

Welcome to Daily Audio Bible Chronological, I'm Jill. today's the 30th day of November the last day of November here together the last day of the second month before the last month that makes it a year, which means we will be all the way through the Bible in chronological order after today and one month just a little Focus for you if you are struggling to stay here and struggling to stay focused you're almost there. you're almost there you can do it. We can do this together. We are continuing in the reading today in the Book of 1 Corinthians at picking right up where we left off yesterday and will be reading chapters 5 through 8 and this week we're reading The New International Version, 1 Corinthians chapter 5.

Commentary

The letters from Paul to Corinth continue today, and we see harsh words from Paul on different topics of importance and we're going to encounter more of the same tomorrow so we'll just pause with Paul there for today and get all caught up tomorrow as we take on topics that can tend to be touchy and well tricky. If I'm being honest because we have to remember the context, the place and time in history that such things are being written in a specific time and place and culture and without that understanding you can either be really Pro Paul or you can be really anti-paul. So we always want to remember that the context of scripture is essential to what we're reading.

Prayer

Jesus thank you for this time together. We thank you for closing out this month as we head into the final month of the year. It's a big one, and so many things come for so many people during the holidays, maybe not as much joy as they wish, not as much peace as they wish and maybe some are entering a season of just really difficult pain. I remember them here today and remember how you said you would never leave us, you would never forsake us. and you even blessed those that are suffering you blessed so many that we would walk past that we would tend to overlook and so we know that you are for them your words your gospel your truths are for them as much as anybody else so if peace is just impossible to find if Joy just is not found anywhere. I pray that we would hold onto it, the truth that you will never leave us, never forsake us, you are with us. and no one knows suffering more than you while fully human and fully God, pray this now in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, amen.

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Community Prayer line

Hey this is Kristen AKA Christ to me and I am calling in to pray for Simone from Texas Lord we just thank you that Simone's kidney numbers are doing better Lord we just praise you for that and Lord we would just pray that her blood pressure would would just become normal and she would not have to deal with any other kind of effects from her blood pressure Lord that she would just be healed in Jesus mighty name and Lord we do lift her up for this this the the thing that she has to go to get further testing on Lord we just pray that this would just be benign there would be nothing wrong Lord and we just pray that you would just give her peace and comfort her in this time while she waits for these for this testing to be done Lord we just ask that you would just wrap her in your wings and give her the piece that surpasses all understanding and she's just mighty name amen

hi dabc it's Emmy from Illinois calling in with an update on my daughter she has an Atrium septal defect which is a flap of skin that's supposed to seal off at Birth and did not fully seal so there's some blood flow happening in their dilated the two sides of the that side of the heart are dilated so the doctor is going to have us talk with a Pediatric Cardiologist we are waiting to find out when we can get that scheduled and then depending on what he says it may be a monitor situation for a while or it could be that things have to be fixed by either open heart surgery or a more minor So that God would just miraculously heal the spot and it would no longer be there that it would close up on its own I would really appreciate it it's added some extra levels of stress as you can all imagine in addition to trying to figure out what I'm doing with my marriage if I should step away for a while or if I should stay I just don't know what I should do I was feeling pretty confident that I should say something after Thanksgiving and now I don't even know if I should say anything I just know I'm unwanted in this home right now and I don't know if I should pursue leaving or if I should stay in continue to pray that God makes me feel wanted allows me to be wanted and appreciated in my home so if you could pray for my daughter and myself thank you Fabulous pray but I come on behalf of the daughter of the silversmith regarding Kristen and Jake who have been separated and I need of your intervention God I don't know where they stand spiritually but if there is a break in their relationship with you we men that relationship first so that God they can get in right standing with one another and what we thank you that you are the mentor and the Healer of broken things and we trust God that you're at work because we know you hate divorce so God please touch Jake and Kristen's heart may they hear your voice speaking to them Discerning the issues in their lives and then father will you bring them to the table of reconciliation and restoration can we give you thanks in advance because we know you are at work we trust your will to be done for this couple in Jesus name and then finally lift up Joy from Mexico as she has been dealing with quite a bit thank you for this young ladies heart for Missions and just for wanting to advance your kingdom God will you strengthen her and Surround her on every side regarding all that she's got going on give her Comfort to know that you are there with her in the struggle and that you will see her through spiritually emotionally and physically and then finally to Emmy and Illinois I just wanted to challenge you to please make sure you get some spiritual counseling advice and wisdom before you make that decision

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krinsbez · 1 year ago

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Forgive me if this is an uninformed question, but how would you define a "pulp hero" as opposed to a super-hero? or is the one an older term for the other- Mister Miracle, in the letters section of his original Kirby-penned 1970s book, was referred to as a "pulp hero" and it got me wondering about the difference and I figured if anyone would know it was you. Thank you for your time!

Oh, L-RD, this is a toughie.

It's a very complicated question, and I'm not surely I can clearly articulate the answer.

My buddy @maxwell-grant has a few posts on the subject. I would also recommend that anyone interested in the question of what Pulp is check out this marvelous Youtube video by Pulp Culture, although it doesn't address the subject directly.

Me being me, I am incapable of giving short answers so a bit of a capsule history:

Back in the early years of the 20th Century, these were these cheap fiction magazines meant to be disposable entertainment for the masses, made of cheap paper, hence "Pulps". They covered pretty much every genre of fiction; Western, Romance, Comedy, Horror, Adventure, Crime, you name it. Flash forward to 1930, and pulp publisher Street & Smith sponsored a radio program called Detective Story Hour, which featured adaptations of stories from their flagship title, Detective Story Magazine, in order to promote said magazine. As is traditional for anthologies, the stories were tied together by a fun narrator character, a mystery man who "knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men"...The Shadow!

The show was a hit, but when fans went down to the newsstand, instead of asking for Detective Story Magazine, they were asking for "The Shadow Magazine", resulting in S&S realizing they needed such a title on the stands ASAP. Enter Walter B. Gibson, who under the "house name" of Maxwell Grant, began writing stories starring the character. This magazine was a massive success, spawning a new genre, the Hero Pulps.

So, at the most basic, a Pulp Hero is a character who either A: was created for the Hero Pulps, or B: is deliberately intended to evoke them. Most people, however, tend to use the term more broadly, incorporating, for example hero characters from other genres of pulp, or from earlier pulp stories, or from other mass media of the time. Others extend it backwards to also incorporate characters from the Dime Novels and Penny Dreadfuls and such that preceded the Pulps, and to the various characters who the Hero Pulps used as inspiration.

I, personally, tend to use all of these, and also go by vibes. If I feel a hero character has a "pulp" sensibility, even if they're a character that exists firmly in the 21st century, I will consider them a Pulp Hero. As a rule of thumb, if I can look at a character and say "is this character a superhero? I kinda feel like they're a superhero, but I'm not comfortable saying they're a superhero"...then I am comfortable calling 'em a Pulp Hero.

Muddying the waters, there are a number of superheroes who are ALSO Pulp Heroes, and drawing the line is tricky. I, personally, think Batman is juuuust barely still a Pulp Hero, Superman isn't and I go back and forth on the Fantastic Four.

I hope this is helpful, and apologize if it's a bit too ramble-y.

#Ask #Pulp Heroes

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pixelbaby · 6 years ago

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“Oh, Liam, I can’t marry you! I’m in love with someone else!”

“Who?”

“Um....” *be my lover starts playing faintly in the distance*

#mine #this.... i have no explanation but i'm proud of it #trr #the royal romance #maxwell beaumont #liam #hana lee #drake walker #mc x maxwell #mc x drake #mc x hana #lazedits #woooow so this blew up #thanks PB gods #thanks roy my boy #thanks maxwell for being my number one #thanks coffee

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sydsaint · 2 years ago

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WarDaddy Time Babes!!

Summary: The reader is MJF's sister and a replacement for RJ City on his podcast show, Hey! ew. Her special guest for the show is Wardlow, and the pair have instant chemistry.

"Thanks again for setting this whole thing up for me, Max. Turns out that you're actually useful for some things." You tease your brother while one of the camera crew attaches your microphone.

Max rolls his eyes at you an scoffs. "Yeah well, I knew that I'd never hear the end of it if I didn't." He insists. "Have fun. I hope that you embarrass yourself."

"Me?" You laugh. "Please. Never gonna happen little brother." You wink at him.

Max rolls his eyes again and walks off since his work is done for the night. You adjust your blouse once the audio team is done and wait for your podcast guest to arrive.

A few minutes later, a large shadow is cast in the small room. You glance at the doorway where your special guest awaits you. Wardlow.

"Wardlow, hi!" You walk over to him with a friendly and confident smile. "Damn, you are fucking tall." You laugh when you have to crane your neck in order to look him in the eyes. "I hope that my brother didn't give you any trouble when he asked you to be on the show."

Wardlow smiles down at you and chuckles. "Not at all. I've actually been looking forward to meeting you, Y/N." He admits. "Friedman used to go on about his evil sister all of the time."

"Evil, huh?" You grin. "Well I wouldn't say that exactly. But I guess that Max had to learn all of those backhanded tactics from somewhere right?" You joke. "Come on, lets get you mic'd up and then we can get the interview started." You usher him into the room.

Wardlow nods and the audio team get him wired up for his interview. You retrieve your list of questions that you wrote up earlier and take a seat in your chair. Wardlow sits down in the chair next to you and the camera crew signal that they are ready to record.

"Hello! And welcome to, 'Hey! EW', my name is Y/N Friedman filling in for RJ City while he's busy being less cool than me." You snark. "I am sitting here today with the current AEW TNT champion. Everyone's favorite muscly hunk, Wardlow." You nod to Wardlow. "Now Wardlow, tell me? How does it feel to be my current favorite man in AEW after your shocking betrayl of my own brother, and resident pain in the ass scumbag, Maxwell Jacob Friedman?"

Wardlow attempts to hide a laugh and shifts in his chair. "Umm, I have to say. Yeah, it feels great. Thanks." He tells you.

"Oh no thanks needed here, big man." You laugh. "I think that we can all agree that you were doing the world a favor with that one." You insist and glance back down at your paper. "Now you grew up in a very small town, which apparently is home to the 3rd largest Amish population in the country. How was it growing up Amish?" You joke with a serious look on your face.

Again, Wardlow stifles a small laugh. "Well, I wasn't really Amish growing up." He admits. "But I did know a lot of them as a kid." He adds.

"Now I assume that when you say 'knew them,' you really mean that you freelanced as a workhorse for them?" You quip. "You know, raising barns and carrying lumber? Things like that?"

"Uh, yeah sure. I guess you could say that." Wardlow nods.

You rattle off a few more ridiculous question that you've got written down. But Wardlow seems to have a good answer for every one of them. The chemistry in the room is at an all time high with every back-and-forth exchange.

"Now according to my sources, you claim that you strive to up the numbers in AEW's female demographics. As well as their 19-40 demo's as well?" You ask Wardlow the last question on your list.

"Yes." Wardlow nods.

"Well." You uncross your legs and lean forward in your chair. "It just so happens that I am a member of both of those demographics. So please, pitch me your case for upping these rating." You ask him.

Wardlow nods, a grin playing on his face. "Alright." He agrees and gets to his feet.

You watch with your hands folded in front of you as Wardlow gets up and carefully pulls his shirt over his head. He turns to the camera and does a couple of flexes before he turns back to you.

You remain stone-faced at the impressive display. "Okay, solid point." You nodd at him. "But what if I'm not convinced?" You challenge him.

"I bet that I could lift and hold you on one shoulder no problem." Wardlow replies without missing a beat.

Before you can get a reply out, Wardlow hauls you to your feet by the arm. You get pulled to your feet and he does as promised with very little effort. You are hauled up and set on his left shoulder with ease and you finally break character and let out a laugh.

"Damn!" You laugh as Wardlow sets you back down on the floor. "Well a girl certainly can't argue with that." You sit back down in your chair.

You finish up the interview and strip off your microphone from your blouse. Wardlow lingers around after everything is finalized so you walk over to him to chat.

"Well, that was definitely the funnest interview that I've done." You laugh as you approach him.

Wardlow chuckles and nods in agreement. "Yeah, I had fun." He admits. "You know, you are way more fun than your brother." He jokes. "And prettier, too."

"I get that a lot." You giggle. "Hey, if you aren't busy. You wan't to grab some dinner with me?" You ask him.

"Sure." Wardlow grins down at you. "I could eat."

#aew #aew dynamite #aew dark #wrestling #aew fanfiction #aew elevation #aew imagine #all elite wrestling #aew wrestling #wardlow #mjf

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Playing With Fire

Chapter 15

Summary: After a change of heart nearly ten years into her career as a pediatric intensive care unit nurse, Ellie Maxwell has moved back home and returned to her old job at the local bakery, where the regulars are the firefighters from down the street. When sparks begin to fly between Ellie and the guarded, closed-off Chris, will anything come of it?

Pairing: Firefighter!Chris Evans X OFC Elizabeth “Ellie” Maxwell

Word Count: 4,160

By: @k-evans-writes and @ourfinest-hour

We do NOT give permission for our works to be reuploaded, translated, or reposted on any other site. Our work is our own.

Warnings: Worrying, fire.

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Chris felt like the only sound in the room of the fire house was the sound of his heart pounding relentlessly. It was as if he couldn’t breathe when the fire truck went screaming out of the station and raced the short distance around the corner, the bakery being so close he could see the glow of the orange flames from the window. If he was in a more rational state of mind, he would have known Mark’s reason to have him hang back would be completely logical with him being in such an emotional state, but with all the feelings rushing through him, all he could feel was panic. He knew Ellie was working late, he remembered seeing her car on his way in and the thought of her being trapped, hurt or even worse were things his brain couldn’t seem to grapple with.

He quickly dug around in his panic, finding his phone and urgently calling her, hoping with every fiber of his being that she had already left. But when his call went unanswered the absolute worst filled his mind, and it only intensified as the number of unanswered calls grew. Chris scrolled through his contacts, debating on calling her parents but not wanting to worry them yet, and instead clicked on Brooke, his leg fidgeting as it rang.

“Do you know where Ellie is?” Chris blurted out the second he had Brooke on the line.

He could hear the confusion in her voice as she asked through a yawn, “What? Chris, what are you talking about?”

“The bakery is on fire,” Chris didn’t mean to say it so abruptly but right now, the only thing he could even imagine caring about was finding out where his girl was.

“Oh my god,” Brooke gasped, the call falling silent for a minute before he heard her reason, “Well it’s late, so I’m sure she’s at home.”

“I called her and she didn’t answer,” he informed her, before he swallowed the lump in his throat, his emotions ever present as he finished, “She was working late tonight. Mark made me stay so I don’t know if she’s alright.”

“Okay, okay, um, I’ll drive over to her house and see if she’s there and maybe the fire will be out soon so you can go over and see if she was still at the bakery,” Chris could hear her shuffling on the other line, presumably grabbing her stuff as she headed out to her car.

He thanked her before hanging up the phone but that panicked feeling was still in his chest. Chris kept trying to call Ellie, hoping somehow she would answer and he could hear that beautiful voice, but each time it went to voicemail, only making his heart pound even harder. As he stood there frozen, staring out the window to see the smoke lifting in the night sky, he couldn’t help but think about if Ellie was there. What if she was stuck inside and he wasn’t there to help her?

Chris almost couldn’t stand the thought, but the ones that came next were even worse. His anxious brain went through the possibility of what if something had happened to her and what he would do without her. He knew that he loved Ellie, that wasn’t even a question in his mind. But having to deal with the thought of not having her in his life was almost too much to even handle.

As he stood there in the dark evening, practically shaking with his nerves and anxiety, he almost felt as if everything had been ripped away from him. What if he never got the chance to be with Ellie? He thought about not being able to see that beautiful smile again, or see her eyes squinting up as she hugged Hazel tight and rocked her back and forth. He thought of what it would be like to not be able to put a ring on her finger and kiss her goodnight in their bed. What it would be like to never have the chance to walk through the front door and have her greet him or have to sit through more of those boring theater shows she loved so much. He knew he loved Ellie, but right now he knew it was deeper than that. It almost felt as if love wasn’t a big enough word for how he felt about Ellie and he knew he just couldn’t lose her.

Chris’ whole body hurt as he waited, thankful for Dodger who stood leaning up against his legs and providing him a little bit of comfort. He heard his phone ping with a text and practically ripped it out of his pocket, pulling it up to see the text from Brooke that told him ‘She’s okay.’ And although he didn’t have any more information than that, right now that was all he needed.

It didn’t take more than ten minutes for him to hear the door of the station open and he felt as if he was in a dream when he heard a familiar voice calling his name. Chris ran out of the room, pushing the door open to see Ellie standing down on the first floor of the station, it being fairly empty without the fire truck, as she looked around for him. Chris took off down the stairs, his eyes never leaving her the entire way. Her blonde hair was a mess around her makeup free face, letting him see her eyes that were red from crying. She was dressed in a pair of leggings, an oversized tee shirt, one that he recognized as his old ones, and a pair of ratty sneakers that were untied, but he swore she had never looked more beautiful to him than in that moment.

He ran the short distance to where she was standing and threw his arms around her, instantly burying his face in the crook of her neck, just needing to feel her close. Chris just soaked in every bit of being able to feel her from breathing in the fruity smell of her shampoo to the way her fingers felt grasping at his shoulders as she clung to him. He eventually loosened his grip on her enough that he could lift his head to allow his eyes to search her face, wanting to be able to see her.

“Elles, I was so worried.” He could feel the tears stinging at his eyes, taking a moment to lean in to kiss her, just needing another layer to confirm she really was here in his arms.

“I’m so sorry, I was working late and when I got home I left my phone somewhere downstairs and just went to bed,” Ellie apologized as she ran a hand through his short hair.

“No, it’s okay, I was just so afraid,” Chris’ emotions just came spilling out, his grip tightening around her waist. “God, I just love you so much Ellie and if something happened-”

“But nothing did,” she brought him out of his thoughts in the way only she could. Ellie leaned in to kiss him sweetly, reminding him once again as her hand wormed its way into his messy hair, “I’m right here.”

And nothing could have been better than that.

They stayed in that position, just looking at one another as they held each other, needing to feel that closeness. And as they heard the echoes from the firefighters down the road, and as Chris turned his attention to listening in on the crew via his walkie-talkie, he felt the sudden adrenaline leave his body and his shoulders slumped with relief and near-exhaustion from the rollercoaster of the last hour. Ellie stayed with Dodger and himself for nearly an hour, until her yawns began to become too much to ignore, and he sent her back home with Dodger with a promise to call her in the morning.

Ellie parked her car across the street from the bakery with a sigh. From the outside, it didn’t look too bad, but from what Dottie and Mark had said to Ellie, the fire seemed to have been contained to the kitchen and back storage area of the bakery. And while Ellie was certain she’d turned everything off and even unplugged certain appliances, she was still wracked with guilt that it was somehow - despite Chris’ reassurances - her fault that this had happened. She’d been the one to close up after she and Alex had decided to call it a night, telling the college student that she’d close up and to head home to get some sleep. And yet somehow, the worst had happened, right under Ellie’s nose.

Those thoughts raced through Ellie’s mind as she got out of the car, grabbing the dish from her passenger seat, and walked across the street, up the stairs and into the normal looking main area and instantly her eyes zeroed in on the tired looking woman lingering near the door to the kitchen. “Hi Dottie, it’s me,” she called softly as she shut the door behind her with a click. “Hey, how are you doing?”

Dottie turned with a sheepish look on her face as she shrugged, admitting, “I’ve been better.”

Ellie adjusted the purse on her shoulder, then held up the pan in her hand as a similar look appeared on her own face, quietly saying, “I brought some pie to make all of this a little easier to take in.”

“Well, pie does make everything better,” Dottie sighed with a slight shake of her head as her eyes moved over the intact dining room and counter area, then moved back to the door covered in tape, separating them from the kitchen and back areas. “Let’s go eat it out on the porch.”

Ellie followed Dottie onto the untouched porch, reaching in her bag for the baggie with a pie cutter, forks, and paper plates for them to eat off of. The pair were silent for several long moments, Dottie deep in her thoughts and Ellie struggling with what to say to a woman whose life work quite literally was all but destroyed in a matter of seconds, unrestrained and ruthless as to the investments she’d made over the years, with no regards to the future of the business.

Ellie gently slid the slice of cherry pie in front of Dottie and her voice was quiet and tentative as she spoke, “I can’t imagine how this must make you feel to see the bakery this way.”

“Well it could have been a lot worse. I’m just glad that nobody was hurt,” Dottie was quick to point out, and Ellie knew she was looking for any and all little wins that were among the remnants in the aftermath.

“That’s very true,” Ellie nodded, and yet she couldn’t get Chris’ words about the initial damage assessment out of her head. “It definitely is going to take some work but at least the structure is okay.”

Dottie sighed with a nod of her own, and not even the pie could bring a smile to her face as she said, “My kids came over last night and we all walked through it.”

“Your son is a contractor isn’t he? He could probably help you refurbish it,” Ellie pointed out as she raised her brows hopefully.

“I’ve actually been thinking about that a lot,” Dottie began delicately with a bit of a grimace. “And I don’t think I want to.”

Ellie’s forced-cheerful expression quickly fell as she listened to Dottie’s words, her heart stopping at the implications. “What do you mean? Do you mean, like, sell it?”

“Yeah,” Dottie sighed, her shoulders slouching as she leaned back in the old chair. “I’m just getting too old for this. I love doing the bakery but I was already feeling like I just want to be retired. But now all this makes me see I just really don’t have the energy for completely redoing everything.”

“Oh Dottie, I’m so sorry to hear that,” Ellie murmured as she ate the pie. Her heart broke at her words, knowing how much of a staple Dottie’s Bakery had been in their small town for decades. She couldn’t help but think of the countless birthday and wedding cakes that had been created in that kitchen, the various pastries, bagels, and cookies they’d sold at the counter, and the relationships formed because of this place. It was because of Dottie’s hard work and tenacity that it had grown into what it was - or had been - now, and it shaped Ellie more than she would ever know. It was how she met Chris, where she first met Hazel, and it was where she felt the most at home and provided her with an escape after she quit her nursing career. She couldn’t imagine a world without Dottie’s, but it looked like she’d have to come to terms with it sooner rather than later.

“Sorry? I’m not, I’m going to get to sleep in every morning and go do whatever I want every day,” Dottie chuckled, reaching out to pat Ellie’s hand reassuringly before she took another bite of the pie. “I think retirement sounds amazing!”

“I’m not going to lie, selfishly I’m pretty disappointed because I like working with you everyday,” Ellie admitted with a slight laugh, but before long she sighed again. “I guess I didn’t even realize this puts me out of a job.”

But the slight smirk that appeared on Dottie’s lips and the way she sat up straight confused Ellie, and before long she knew the reason as Dottie quietly pointed out, “Not if you take over.”

“What?”

Dottie shrugged as if it was the most obvious outcome and solution to the ‘jobless’ aspect. “Yeah, I think you should buy the bakery, Ellie,” she told her with a smile. “I mean it. You basically have run it since you came back and you’ve brought in more business with all those fancy cakes and custom orders you do.”

Ellie’s jaw dropped in shock at the words, anxiety flooding her system. “But running a business is way different than just working at it. I’m not sure I have the skill set to do that,” she admitted nervously.

“I think you do.”

“I don’t even know what to say, Dot.”

“Don’t say anything right now. Just think it over,” Dottie shook her head and she had a pleased look on her face. “That new developer has wanted to buy this land for a while now and demolish the building and do an apartment complex so if you don’t end up wanting it, I’ll just sell it to him. But if you did want to buy it, you know I’d give you all the recipes and help you get it going.”

Ellie’s eyes were wide as she listened to the woman who was like a grandmother to her, letting out a short laugh as she confessed, “Dottie, you’re really pitching this pretty hard and it isn’t even noon yet!”

“Well I’m just worried about all my firefighter boys. I think they’ll riot if they don’t have anywhere to get their croissants and bagels in the morning,” Dottie smiled, and the pair broke into laughter at the true statement.

“You might be right,” Ellie smiled. She paused, tapping her fingers on the outdoor table before continuing, “I need to talk to Chris and my family and see what they think and if I can do it, but I want you to know that no matter what, I’m honored you’d offer it to me Dottie.”

“I believe in you, even if you don’t always believe in yourself, Miss Perfectionist,” Dottie assured her.

Ellie knew how true her words were, finding it so hard to be able to believe in herself. The thought of owning the bakery was something that tugged at her heart but her brain tried to convince herself just how incapable she thought she was. She’d done nothing in the last year that proved she could handle this, and in fact if anything, her sudden career change and move back home proved that she very well couldn’t handle this. Those thoughts wrestled inside her as she helped Dottie with a few things before heading to the grocery store, grabbing a few things for dinner and heading to a familiar house. No matter what was wrestling inside her, being with two of her favorite people made everything feel so much better, that feeling help settle her throughout dinner.

Chris and Ellie shared a smile as they listened to Hazel’s feet running against the wooden floor while the little girl headed to her playroom. Chris passed Ellie the salad bowl, watching as she began drying it before putting it away as he moved onto the next dish, running it under the water and cleaning it with the sponge.

Ellie went through the motions of drying the aftermath of their dinner dishes, caught up in her thoughts while also listening to Hazel’s playing. She hadn’t noticed Chris’ lingering looks of concern amid the constant noise in her brain, but soon his voice cut through the thoughts when he asked, “You okay, Elles? You’ve seemed kind of quiet tonight.”

“Yeah,” she nodded with a shrug as she put a knife into the knife block. Chris made a small sound, something like a hum, as he listened to her, but didn’t reply. “This morning I went to meet Dot at the bakery.”

Chris put the sponge onto the small dish along the sink as he finished washing the last of the dishes before he washed his hands and shut off the water. He turned to her as he dried his hands, a frown on his face and concern in his eyes. “Oh honey, I’m so sorry I forgot,” he told her. “How did it go? Was Dottie okay?”

Ellie pursed her lips as she hung the dish towel on the oven, narrowing her eyes slightly. “Actually, she was,” she murmured.

Chris nodded encouragingly, a tiny grin on his face as he leaned the small of his back against the counter and faced her. “I’m happy to hear that, although I figured it would be hard for her.”

“I did too,” she agreed as she spun to face him. Her eyes searched his face, unable to put into words what Dottie had offered her, unable to vocalize it without also recognizing her fears. But his face was nothing but genuine concern, love, and support, so she bit the bullet and told him, “But she actually, um, well she offered to sell the business to me.”

Chris straightened up as his eyes widened. His muscles bulged underneath the old NYU tee he was wearing, and he was shocked into silence for several long moments. The only sounds Ellie heard were the rapid beat of her heart, Hazel playing down the hall, entirely unaware of what was transpiring, and the sound of Dodger eating from his food bowl. “Are you serious?” Chris finally asked, his voice low and unsure.

“Yeah, she told me she just wants to retire and doesn’t want to have to put in the work to remodel the building after the fire,” Ellie explained slowly, and as she did so it felt as if cold water was dumped over her. She hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Dottie’s offer over the day, unable to stop herself from imagining all the failures that’d likely happen. She’d be the one calling the shots, the one people relied on - not only for guidance, but for their income - and that was truly one of the most terrifying scenarios she’d imagined facing. She shrugged, glancing around the kitchen with a sigh and laying her eyes on Dodger fondly before they returned to Chris. “And she said she’d sell it to me.”

Chris let out a breath, his eyes wide again as he looked at her. There was a bit of concern in them - as well as surprise - when he asked, “Wow Elles, are you… are you going to do it?”

She shrugged with a frown, lifting one hand in the air and waving it as she admitted, “I honestly don’t know. I don’t know how much money it’s going to take and I don’t think I could probably afford it on my own and I don’t know if I’d get approved for a business loan.” Ellie sighed, remembering how she’d looked in some of her bank accounts earlier and knew she’d need more than she’d earned as a nurse over the years to put into buying and renovating both the building and the business. “And then there’s the whole business side that I don’t know about. I mean, I’ve done a lot for Dottie but I'm sure there’s so much I don’t know and I’m not sure if I can do it.”

“You’rer pulling a classic Ellie right now,” Chris told her quietly with a raised brow before he paused, studying her face. “You’re overthinking.”

Ellie shook her head again, insisting and rambling, “But I would need all those things. I’d need to find someone to help invest in it, see where I can get a loan, hire employees, figure out how to remodel it and not to mention the fact that I don’t have a job right now because of the fire and I-”

“Elles…” Chris interrupted quietly, raising both eyebrows and looking at her seriously. “Overthinking.”

“I just feel like I need to consider all of that before I even entertain the thought of buying something like that,” she confessed quietly as she pursed her lips.

Chris reached out, grabbing the hand that was still raised and holding it between his own. “Stop being a perfectionist for two seconds and just think about this - Do you want to own the bakery?” He asked her, staring into her eyes.

Ellie glanced to her feet, biting her lower lip. “I’m not sure if I can do it,” she quietly admitted, her voice shaky.

“No, don’t think about that. Just answer if you’d like to or not.”

“Well… I guess,” she paused, swallowing nervously before nodding resolutely. “Yeah. I would.”

“Then that’s your answer. That says you need to go for it,” he told her with a grin and a nod as well. “I know you Ellie, and you’re probably the most capable person I know, even if you don’t think so. I know you’ll be able to figure out the rest that all will come with it but you just need to give yourself permission to go for it.”

“It’s just kind of scary,” she whispered, squeezing his hand with her own. “I mean, what if I fail at it? What if it’s just a repeat of nursing where I think I want to do it and then find out I can’t handle it?”

“Then you find something else you want to do,” he told her simply, and she was struck by the honest truth that statement held. She could do whatever she wanted, and without fear, because no matter what, the people around her, the family in that farmhouse, the firefighters in that station, and that firefighter of her own, with his curly-haired bubbly little girl and goofy dog… they all were her safety net. And no matter what, they’d support her through it all and give her their all, and there was nothing that could change that. “Just because you try something doesn’t mean it’s going to work, and that’s okay, baby. But I don’t want to see you throw in the towel on something you want just because you’re afraid.”

She nodded, feeling more confident in herself than she had a moment ago, but the doubts still lingered while she confessed, “I know you’re right… but I’m still scared.”

“And that’s okay,” he assured her, pulling her towards him and kissing her forehead. “But that’s why you have people around you to help support you through it all, and I’d really like to be at the top of that list.”

“I love you so much,” Ellie whispered against Chris’ neck, feeling the nerves calm by the movement of his chest as he breathed. Her shoulders relaxed as his arms wrapped around her and she practically melted against his firm body. “I don’t know what I’d do without you, Chris.”

“I do, you’d be thriving and successful and happy without me,” he instantly replied as his hand ran up and down Ellie’s back, soothing the anxieties out of her. “But I’m pretty glad you chose to let me be part of your life because I couldn’t love you more.”

Somehow in that moment, all of Ellie’s perceived failures seemed to wash away, being replaced by the support and encouragement of the man she loved with her whole heart. With the much-needed boost to Ellie’s confidence, she felt a newfound purpose in jumping headfirst, despite the risks and her fears.

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sincerelyella · 2 years ago

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Character A: “You’re mad.”

Character B: “No, I’m not mad. I’m happy, thrilled. I love looking like an idiot.”

Character A: “That explains your shoes.”

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Broken Toy

Book: The Royal Romance (AU)

Characters belong to Pixelberry; Ella Brooks belongs to me. Please note that my stories are not to be stolen and or reposted on any other site. Reblogs are welcome and much appreciated.

Summary: An AU based on the show New Girl (my favorite can you tell??) Just a collection of one-shots and shenanigans that allude to the show. This will NOT be canon, that means this won’t be in Cordonia and Liam isn’t a King. If you have watched the show before, you know they are in Los Angeles, California.

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A/N: This is legit so dumb lol just pure shenanigans and I apologize in advance.

A/N2: I know I pop up every now and then, I’m so sorry for that. Aaaand I also know my taglist is OLD. So please please PLEASE let me know if you want off. I promise, my shit isn’t all that important and I won’t be offended. Love y’all!

Thank you @promptnonny for sending me this, I absolutely loved the prompt!

Also participating in @choicesflashfics with two prompts in bold.

Love you @ao719 thanks for reading this and encouraging me to post this craziness that may or may not make sense LOL

Warnings: Adult language; sexual innuendos; Loft shenanigans

Words: 979

Leo sighed as he took another long swig of his beer. The loft was empty and quiet that Friday night, save for the television playing some rerun of the news from earlier. He had a rough day at work, traffic was horrendous coming home, and trying to get used to the painful and swollen manhood in his pants was proving to be a difficult task.

The cell phone that lay on the coffee table in front of him suddenly rang, and a picture of Ella popped up on the screen. Leo’s brow raised in question as he picked up the phone and swiped to answer.

“Yello?”

“Leo!” Ella’s frantic tone caused Leo to sit up on the couch, then immediately grimace and grab his crotch in pain.

“What? What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“I need you to come and get me! You gave my number to the wrong guy!”

“Wrong guy?” Leo’s brain was half-buzzed and he had no idea what she was talking about. “You just don’t seem like yourself tonight, El, are you good?”

Ella let out an exasperated sigh. “I told you I liked Chad! And you gave my number to Beaver instead! And it turns out, that’s his government name! Not a nickname!”

The lightbulb finally flashed. “Oh! Chad? He’s boring as fuck! Beaver is so hilarious! What did he do?”

He heard Ella lower her voice, and there was a slight echo as if she was hiding in a bathroom. “He just told me a 10-minute joke about a squirrel with the punchline ‘eat these nuts.'"

Leo let out a loud rumble of laughter. “You’re gonna end up having sex missionary with a lot of eye contact.”

“Come pick me up now!” Ella hissed. “This is your fault!”

The next day

Leo sat at the kitchen island, a large bag of ice over his crotch as he thumbed through a new issue of Better Homes & Gardens while sipping his coffee. Ella slammed a drawer shut and it made Leo jump. “What is wrong with you?”

“I can’t believe you did that to me, Leo,” Ella snarled as she stirred her coffee and creamer. “What did I ever do to you?”

“Firstly,” Leo stuck a finger in the air. “I did nothing to you. If anything, I was trying to help a friend. Second,” he stuck another finger up. “You set me up with that model and now my whole penis is broken! You had this coming.”

Ella raised a brow. “Aw, so sad that your toy is broken. That’s a little melodramatic, don’t you think?”

“No, what’s melodramatic is me not being able to get something going with myself! It’s like a taffy pull on a hot summer’s day!”

“Ewwww!” Ella screamed as she covered her ears.

Drake and Maxwell walked into the kitchen, Drake with his normal scowl, Max with his cheerful smile.

“Good morning everyone!”

“What did Rys do now?” Drake asked upon seeing Ella with her hands over her ears.

Ella let out a frustrated sigh. “I can’t even repeat it, I can still see the visual in my retinas!” She stomped off to her room in a huff.

“She left her coffee,” Max quipped. “Let me bring it to her before she short circuits.” He grabbed the mug and high-tailed after her.

Drake took the first sip of his black coffee and sighed happily. “Hey, how long are you gonna ice that thing?”

Leo shook his head sadly. “Eight weeks. Any excitement is excruciating pain.”

Drake nodded in response; then his mouth curled into a mischievous smirk. “Boobies.”

“What?”

He hid his growing smile behind his mug as he took another sip of coffee, then repeated himself a little louder than before. “Boobies.”

Leo sat up in his seat, a broad smile on his face. “Oh I love boobies … ow!”

Drake couldn’t contain his grin as he continued. “Girls with clean hair.”

Leo’s smile had faded and his face contorted into a grimace as he groaned in pain. “This is the least funny game we’ve ever played.”

“Models eating sliders.”

“What the fuck, Walker? Stop!”

“Bernadette Peters on a high beam.”

Leo pressed his forehead against the kitchen island as he squirmed and continued to grab himself to lessen the pain.

“Freshly baked bread,” Drake gleefully continued his word torment.

“Why do you hate me?” Leo yelled.

Drake cackled. “Leo, this is just your hypochondria.”

“No, when I sat on the mute button and thought I’d gone deaf, that was my hypochondria!” He slowly slid off of the bar stool and hobbled to his room. “I need a fucking cast on this!”

“You’re mad.”

“No, I’m not mad,” Leo hollered from his room. “I’m happy, thrilled. I love when you make me look like an idiot.”

Drake wandered to the open door and smirked at his friend laying face down on his bed. “That explains your shoes,” he snorted. “I kid, I kid. But really, they’re ridiculous.”

Leo’s head flung up and glared; he had his fluffy dinosaur house shoes on. “It’s cold and comfortable!”

“It’s 68 degrees, Rys!”

“What are you wearing? Like I’m the one wearing stupid shit!” Leo gestured to Drake’s pants. “Are those your girlfriend’s pajama bottoms?”

Drake awkwardly looked down at himself, forgetting he threw it on and pulled his shirt down over his crotch. “It’s uh … football pants for breast cancer awareness.”

“It’s pink with 'juicy' written on your ass, you freaking weirdo.”

Throwing back the last of his coffee, Drake grimaced and released an exasperated breath. “I like how it hugs my junk okay?”

A door opened down the hall and a female voice echoed down the hallway. “Drake, where are my pants?”

Drake’s eyes widened and he turned and ran back to his bedroom. Leo let out a hoot of laughter, then grunted and grabbed his crotch in pain. “Busted!”

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liesoverthec · 3 years ago

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OG 911 Character Details from Canon Pt 2

Hi y’all I’m back! I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who reblogged the last details post - I sort of just thought people would like it and it would die, so to see it travel and hopefully reach more writers was so great so thank you again!

Details under the cut since I went a little crazy 😅 and if this is your first time seeing this, the first part, and any future parts, can be found under this tag here!

Quick note before I get to the details - always, ALWAYS take details from dialogue or plot over details from the set or props if they contradict each other. The writers have the ultimate say over what happens on the show/for the characters, so whatever they say goes, even if it goes against something props has already laid down (eg, Chim’s birthday, sorry Libra crew. He’s an Aries or a Pisces). So keep that in mind for the future in case some of these details I have which are from props/set are changed in the future, or if you’ve noticed something yourself!

Also if you have questions, I am MORE than happy to answer them, although if you leave them in the tags on this post I’m probably gonna lose them, so if it’s something you’d genuinely like an answer to, drop it in my inbox! Besides my standard “ask” tags, I’m also tagging asks about canon details with this tag here. Every time I make a big post like this, I’m going to link all the asks I’ve gotten since the last post, but if you’re looking for more info in the mean time, that’s the other spot to look!

Buck has a grill on his patio.

Eddie doesn’t hang Christopher’s art on the fridge - instead it is either hung on the corkboard in Chris’ room to the left of the door, or Eddie puts it in an actual frame and hangs it using a hammer/nails in Christopher’s room. All the Diaz family has on their fridge is a bunch of bendy people magnets. (I absolutely ADORE him putting all this effort into treating Christopher’s art like it’s something you’d buy from a professional artist).

Info on everyone’s ages can be found here. (Little more discussion of Chim’s situation here).

Albert has a bachelor’s degree! I don’t know in what though, except that it’s some field for which is a Master’s is useful.

Athena was in a sorority in college, Delta Sigma Theta. Their website describes them as “ ...a sisterhood comprised primarily of Black, college-educated women ... [that] considers the issues impacting the Black community and boldly confronts the challenges of African Americans and, hence, all Americans ”, which I love for Athena, and feel is very in-character for her at that time in her life!

Chim is an aviators dude. When he wears sunglasses, they’re always aviators.

Athena also wears nothing but aviators.

Bobby wears square aviators.

Eddie, on the other hand, always wears Wayfarers.

Buck either doesn’t really like sunglasses or he constantly forgets he owns them, since we’ve only seen him wear them once in 60 eps, in a move I’m pretty sure was ONLY for dramatic effect.

Hen’s sunglasses change style over the seasons like her regular glasses do, but she tends to like browline sunglasses.

Info on Christopher’s school can be found here!

There are two colors of dispatch polo, and there doesn’t seem to be any rhythm or reason for who wears what. Maroon - Maddie and Linda. Blue - Josh and May. Jamal has actually worn both maroon and blue, so it doesn’t seem to be TOTALLY set in stone although I’ve never seen anyone else switch. Sue is too badass to wear a dispatch shirt.

Both Bobby and Eddie drive 4 door pickups. Bobby’s is navy. Eddie specifically has a black, 2020 GMC Denali 1500 pickup truck (in case you want to specifically look up what the inside of it looks like or what features it has 😂)

Info on the 118’s medical certifications can be found here.

Correction to Eddie’s living situation from last post: no next door neighbors, but instead UPSTAIRS neighbors. (Pointed out by Abigail in this ask). Also since someone else was wondering the notes of the last post - no, there is absolutely no discussion on the show of whether or not Eddie rents the apartment or owns it. But based on the fact that it’s 1) LA and 2) an apartment, my guess would be he rents it.

When Maddie isn’t feeling like herself, she tends to straighten her hair rather than curl it. It seems to be more when she’s uncertain about her place in her own and other people’s lives, rather than just when she’s simply worried - eg it’s straight in 2B, when she’s uncertain if she wants to continue working as a dispatcher/is unsure about her relationship with Chim.

For work, Chim, Eddie and Buck all use black duffel bags with a LAFD patch on the top. Hen uses several different cute bags, and Bobby seems to have a plain black duffel bag.

Watches - Bobby, Athena, Chim, Hen and Buck all wear their watch on their left wrist (but Athena ONLY wears hers for work, she takes it off at home.) Eddie wears his on his right wrist, and Maddie doesn’t wear one.

Chim (and Maddie by default) literally still have the exact same couch as in the pilot. (Which means that Chim has cuddled Tatiana on that couch, AND Albert has had sex on it. TIME TO GET A NEW ONE, BUCKLEY-HANS 😂)

The 118 has five different rigs - the engine (E118), the ladder truck (T118), two ambulances and the captain’s truck. 95% of the time, when the team is chilling in the cab of a rig and chatting (eg the ‘stuck under a live telephone pole’ scene in Jinx), they’re in the engine, not the truck. (Which I personally learned recently are NOT interchangeable terms!)

Athena and Michael got married when Athena was 37.

If you’d like to give Maddie a full name beyond “Maddie”, you should use Madeline. (I know, I know, in 4x04 she says Maddie is the name on her birth certificate, and that you should never use props details if they contradict script details, but I always thought that was a super weird exchange in 4x04 which could be explained by Maddie getting a nickname since she was born when Margaret and Phillip, you know, actually loved their kids and showed it, so of course Buck doesn’t get one, and in 4x04, Maddie was trying to avoid the entire issue of why she got one and Buck didn’t. But! Do what you want, and use Madeline as the full version of Maddie if you’d like, since that’s what’s on the BOLO in 2x13 😂)

Athena’s call sign is 727 L30, but she doesn’t have a specific squad car - the number changes throughout the series.

Chim really likes chewing gum, but he’s the only one out of the entire family!

The station has an Xbox One S, and it’s white.

In the real LAFD, there are stations 1 through 114. To avoid confusion while filming on the streets (I’m assuming), our fictional LAFD never uses the number of a real station. So if you want another station for a fic, and you want something that would be real in OUR universe, use the numbers 115 and above. They’ve gone as high as 221 in our universe.

Battalions - station 118 is in Battalion 7, which is also not a battalion in real Los Angeles. The 118 has interacted w/ Battalion 1, which is a real battalion, but other ‘non-real which makes them more likely for our universe’ battalions include numbers: 3, 8, 13, 16, 19 and above.

S1 Buck knew the term Jedi, but based on context, didn’t understand AT ALL the context provided by Star Wars, so there’s another edge of his pop culture limits for you.

Chim is the most tech-savvy out of everyone, hands down.

Athena has a VERY active Twitter account.

Abuela’s house number is 8902. I don’t have a street name for you unfortunately though. :/

Athena’s favorite flowers are white roses. None of the other women are really flower people.

Michael likes to wear purple.

When they’re at a call, Buck does pretty much all of the stuff with the hammer and the saw. Eddie does all the work needed with the drill.

Harry goes to Meadowbrook Elementary.

Buck lives on the fourth floor of his apartment building, across the hall from Apt. 416. The lovely @lovelessmotel found this listing for what is more or less the apartment. What happened was: the set crew rented this apartment for the one episode at the end of s2 when Buck moved in, and then over the summer before s3 built their own set of it, and changed some things - eg giving him an island, and moving the sink to a second counter against the far wall, you can see the changes here in this amazing gif set by the awesome Austen, but the listing should let you click around a little more upstairs and figure out dimensions better than what the show provides!

When Athena and Hen go out to eat together, it’s always fast food burgers and fries.

Waffles are Athena’s favorite food, and tiramisu is her favorite dessert.

Every takeout we’ve seen Buck eat has always been in a Chinese food takeout container, and we know he likes Thai food the best. EXCEPT! The one time we see him eat takeout with Eddie and Christopher, they have pizza. So take from that what you will......

Eddie has a cell phone and a landline.

Chim is a shameless multiple texter.

Chim and Bobby sleep closest to the door in their respective bedrooms (both right side of the bed if you are standing at the foot, facing the headboard), and Athena and Maddie sleep furthest away from the door (left side).

Some canon last names for other firefighters at the station in case you wanna add more people to a fic - Mitchell, Sanchez, Serrano (woman), Porter, Meyers (woman), Maxwell, Voyta

Hen and Karen really love decorating their house with dark/red wood.

Karen is Mommy and Hen is Mama.

Bobby has a brother, and a grandmother, and that’s literally ALL we know about his family outside of Marcy and the kids.

Evidence points to Eddie being the oldest child in his family.

Karen has multiple brothers (no sisters), but no idea how many - just that one of them is named Trey, and one of them lives in LA and has kids. They might be the same brother and they might not be.

Both Hen and Athena are only children.

Athena has been on the police force for 30 years.

Christopher and Denny are the same age (born in 2011), and Harry is two years older than them.

Michael lives in apartment 308.

The bank in this universe is CalAm.

Hen and Karen have a picture of Denny, May and Harry on their fireplace mantel.

Eddie having a black thumb + a lot of plants in his living room = him buying fake plants bc he likes the aesthetic ™ or someone (cough Carla cough) is taking care of them for him.

The COVID timeline in OG’s universe is fucked up compared to the real world’s, so it shouldn’t be used as a way to measure time! They just throw it in wherever it makes sense for the story they want to tell (eg the vaccines in s4 ep 8), since s3 was both done before COVID hit but also airing while it was happening. It makes absolutely no sense for May to graduate in March nor for Chris to be going to what is specifically labeled summer camp, and the vaccine plotline was INCREDIBLY early, even for real life, so don’t use anything from that as a measure of time. I’ve found except in specific examples, eg the two tsunami episodes, it’s very safe to say every episode covers a week - fall holidays on the show line up with their real life counterparts, indicating about the same amount of time is passing for us and them.

On that note - Jee-Yun was born in late January, early February 2021. (Conceived in Pinned, which was end of March/beginning of April, meaning Maddie was around a month along at May’s graduation in May ➡ 42 weeks + 3 days from then = late Jan/early Feb. Which unfortunately means we most likely won’t see her birthday celebrated on screen. If we assume she was conceived on the date Pinned aired, aka the very sexy hotel scene, then January 21st or 22nd would be Jee’s birthday, depending on if she was born after midnight or not.

Buck has had at least one other Jeep between the one Maddie gave him, and the one he has now, which means that when he needs a new car, he is purposefully choosing Jeeps.

I hope this was all as interesting/enjoyable to you as it was to me! And just to repeat - I love answering questions so pls let me know if you have any at all ❤

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