#thanks maxwell for being my number one

[kittykatkatelol]

★Welcome to our Hell lovelies<3

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You can call me Daimon/Daímonas, Val/Valentino, Faraday, Maxwell, John, Dixie, Vulpes, Micah, Barty, Makarov, or Jack

My pronouns include (but are not limited to): it/itself, loverboy/loverboyself, moth/mothself, ne/nem, he/him, ve/vem, luv/luvself

I'm genderfluid + xenogenders + mspec biromantic lesboy ~ oriented aroace - asexual + ACRflux + greyromantic ~ physical nonhuman + fictionkin + demonkin + ockin + therian ~ cripplepunk ~ adhd + autism(?) ~ plural (probably) ~ polythesist satanist ~ multishipper

My links: A03 ~ Pronouns.cc ~ StrawPage ~ Roblox and Discord for moots (ask over dms) ~ my memories of hell+my demon appearance ~ filter tag list ~ my rdr2 side blog @shhhhtotallynotmicahbell

This blog is 13+, I curse like a sailor and reblog/post suggestive shit. I try to tag things appropriately, but I am not responsible for whatever you may find here - I suggest you leave if you are under 13

The main content is shitposts + reblogs + occassional art and/or oneshot/fic update

thomas jefferson's (from hamilton the muscial) biggest fan - the number one hermes defender - biggest hater of the brotherhood of steel

Extremely biased lover of Caesar's Legion (We acknowledge they are awful but again, biased as we have a Vulpes Inculta fictive, along with our host being a Vulpes Inculta as well) - Legion hate will be made fun of if brought to our table(askbox). We request you leave your NCR love and Legion hate at the door, please and thank you as such comments could set off our Vulpes fictive.

My highest kin(s) is currently John Hancock from Fallout 4 + Dixie from Fallout 4: Nuka-World + Vulpes Inculta from Fallout New Vegas

My full kin (fictionkin + otherkin + therian) list:

Valentino from Hazbin Hotel

Barty Crouch Jr from Harry Potter

Roxanne Afton a FNaF OC of mine

Micah Bell from Red Dead Redemption 2

Demonkin

Vladimir Makarov from the OG COD MW trilogy (specifically mw3)

Maxwell Roth from Assassin's Creed Syndicate

John Hancock from Fallout 4

Dixie from Fallout 4: Nuka-World

Funtime Foxy from FNaF

Faraday from Fallout 4: Far Harbor (slightly AU'd version of him)

Kellogg from Fallout 4

Vulpes Inculta from Fallout New Vegas

Jack Kennedy from DSaF

White Persian Cat therain

Roxanne Wolf from FNaF Security Breach

(otherlink) Sylveon from Pokémon

(this is subject to change at any time)

My current fixations are currently:

Fallout

COD (just all of it it's a big special interest)

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My favorite music artists are:

Scene Queen

Yungblud

Falling in Reverse

Palaye Royale

Marina

Melanie Martinez

Baby Bugs

Olivia Rodrigo

Måneskin

Mitski

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My fandoms/interests:

Hamilton (musical and historical)

EPIC the musical

Death Note

Heathers (both musicals and movie)

Little Nightmares 1 & 2

Fallout

FNaF

Cooking Companions

Percy Jackson (I have only finished the first series, and I do not want spoilers, hence why I don't interact with the fandom but i really like it lol)

Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss (literally no clue what the creator did but I don't support her since I watch it all pirated and don't have the money lmao)

Call of Duty (I love all the early stuff (haven't played any black ops though) but especially the original modern warfare)

SIX The Musical

DSAF (specifically the 1st and 2nd ones, I don't particularly enjoy the final one)

Red Dead Redemption 2

Heartstopper

My Little Pony

Legend of Korra

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Current favorite songs:

(all of theses lists are subject to change at any time)

I tend to use typing quirks (example: Hello ! / what ? / Hmm , / Huh .) or cursive fonts ~ please tell me if you need me to not use said quirk(s) when replying :)

I use tone tags quite often since I myself have a hard time figuring out other entities tones - you do not have to do the same for me though it would be highly appreciated

DNI: anti-xenogenders/neopronouns ~ TERF ~ anti-endo ~ homo/transphobic ~ anti-fictionkin ~ anorexia/ED blogs ~ christian centered blogs ~ Valentino hate blogs ~ just assholes in general

My boundaries are:

no sexual stuff ~ I might be Val but that doesn't mean I like sex

no mouth gore/puke ~ i genuinely hate it and it makes me ill (I'm cool with most gore but mouth stuff just grosses me out)

no weight comments like ever, please

no sending things of dead moths

no sending me stuff specifically about Val getting tortured

no asking me to donate to stuff through asks, especially if I don't know you ~ I'm not financially independent and just don't have the cash even if I wanted to donate ~ any asks asking that will be deleted

I love being tagged in stuff, but if it is a picrew, I request you don't tag me in it IF it the whole game is "make irl you" or something along those lines

do not involve me in shipping wars

I am okay with Angel Dust kins interacting, but please do not try and befriend me

I request no fellow Valentinos try and befriend me (aka please no doubles - the rest should be fine though)

Do not bring DiMA hate to this blog, it will not be tolerated

Also, I do not support JKR (the creator of Harry Potter) though I am still in the HP and Marauders fandoms - I dislike Harry Potter itself and only engage in the fandom side of things that is also highly against JKR

User tags:

val's little hellhole (for all general posts/shit posts, never reblogs)

heaven doesn't want me and hell fears me (vent posts)

the summoning circle (asks & strawpage asks+drawings)

valentino writes (for my writing)

charles tag !! (for my bestie @/bxtteryacid !! (you = bestie sorry not sorry >:3))

CJ tag :3 (for la bestie @/p4rty-rockaa :3)

hoarding moth (for identity reblogs 4 my hoard + posts about my genders)

moth val's art (for my art)

fictionkin asks/answers (for any/all asks/questions I get related to fictionkin)

the moth attempts to learn french (shit posting about me trying to learn french)

banner and pfp are both from Fallout 4, in-game screenshots (banner is Nisha's area in the Disciples territory in Fizztop Mountain - pfp is a screenshot of Dixie)

I'm open to questions about my identity(s) ~ intro may update in the future ~ Other than that, have fun :)

✨️ to be cringe is to be free ✨️

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In all of my lives, I regret nothing.

I'd do it all again.

No hesitation.

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Last up dated: 3/12/25

[moondust-imagines]

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"

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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?

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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?!”

[fancoloredglasses]

The Final Case of the Blue Beetle (You'll likely be as pissed as I am by the end), Part 1

[All images are owned by DC Comics. Please don’t sue me]

I’ve repeatedly said in my reviews that, while I enjoy characters from most comic publishers, I mostly enjoy DC better (mainly due to the sheer volume of television content compared to pretty much everyone else), and I have a soft spot for the B- and C-list heroes (mainly due to not having to bankrupt myself to keep up with their adventures). However, among them all, one of my favorites (not number one (that would be Green Arrow), but certainly in the top 5) is…

…the second Blue Beetle, Ted Kord

First, a bit of history…

The Blue beetle debuted in 1939 and was published by Fox Comics (later acquired by Charlton Comics through questionable means (the person who sold it may or may not have been authorized to do so)) as Dan Garrett, an archaeologist who discovers a mystical scarab that grants him superpowers. He is later a mentor to a college student named Ted Kord, who discovers Garrett’s secret when Blue Beetle is mortally wounded. Garrett attempts to pass on the scarab, but the floor collapses under him before he can do so.

In 1967 Kord would go on to be a millionaire industrialist who develops gadgets (such as his flying “bug”) to carry on Garrett’s legacy as…

(hmmm…a millionaire who fights crimes using his wits, fists, and a multitude of animal-themed gadgets…why does that sound familiar? However, Beetle enjoyed wisecracks more than Batman)

Unfortunately, Kord’s time as Blue Beetle was cut short after only 5 issues as Charleton ended their “Action Line” of super hero comics.

I've never read any of Charleton’s Blue Beetle comics, but the name was familiar to me thanks to PBS

(Though, to be honest, this version looks more like the Tick than the Blue Beetle)

However, in the 80s DC bought the rights to the Action Line and debuted Blue Beetle Ted Kord in 1986.

However, less than a year after his debut, the Justice League of America was disbanded (to be honest, by then it was the Martian Manhunter and four D-list heroes. It needed to go away) Beetle happened to be in the right place at the right time and was invited to help re-form…

[NOTE: This wasn’t much better. Despite having three former JLA members, its roster included the douchey-est Green Lantern of all time (and that includes the traitor Sinestro), two rookies (Beetle and a rebooted Captain Marvel), an escape artist, and his manager. Later, Booster Gold would join their ranks (further devaluing the League’s standing)…

...as well as Maxwell Lord, a billionaire who took a personal interest in the League and somehow became their handler, thrusting them into the international scene by adding Captain Atom and a member of the Soviet Union’s Rocket Red brigade. It pretty much devolved into a comedy title, with Beetle and Booster (who had become best friends during their run in the League) being the biggest jokes.]

[Quick note on Maxwell Lord: There was a comics event in which every being with the “metagene” (that allows them to develop super powers when triggered under highly stressful or otherwise fatal conditions) was exposed to a virus that would've killed them all (fortunately, a cure was obtained) Max was one of those exposed (though his powers hadn't manifested yet). His power later manifested as the ability to influence others’ actions, though doing so causes him to get a nosebleed. He compensated by carrying red handkerchiefs]

All of this led to the cancellation of Beetle’s solo title, and eventually he left the Justice League as the original members started to return and he faded to obscurity.

This brings us up to speed for what you need to know going into this title. If you would like to read it, it’s available on Read Comics Online.

[NOTE: Just like with Crisis on Infinite Earths, this never found its way to video in its original form (yes, the Arrowverse had their version of Crisis and there’s now an animated version, but neither captures the sheer scope of the comic run), so there will be a bunch of comic panels]

[NOTE: This story is one of a number of tales leading up to the event known as Final Crisis. Once the story ends, I will mention the fallout from it. Also, there are a few events that are mentioned in passing. I’ll try to get those not in the know up to speed as much as I can]

CHAPTER 1

We open to Blue Beetle breaking into…somewhere...twenty minutes prior to the present.

[QUICK NOTE: The story switches between the near-present and flashbacks to what led to what’s currently happening]

He disables the security and enters an office. He boots up the computer to find…

He starts searching through the files and comes up with a file for Batman, including his secret identity!

We then switch to…

Beetle enters Oracle’s plane and flirts with her, but she informs him that someone is siphoning money from the remnants of his company (Kord Omniversal Research & Development, or K.O.R.D. Subtle, Ted) through WayneTech (so somehow Batman’s involved?)

Beetle has no clue what O.M.A.C. is.

What’s more, someone is using an ATM card to access his accounts at that moment!

That “Someone” is Michael Carter (formerly known as Booster Gold, who hasn’t used that identity after the events of Identity Crisis (which, among other more disturbing things, saw the murder of Elongated Man’s wife by a friend of hers) Beetle goes to check on Michael, who needed the money to buy a plane ticket so he could get a gig as a spokesman for some product or other (he mainly uses the “Booster Gold” name for endorcements these days) Beetle asks Michael to be careful about using the card as he has money issues.

That guy? None other than Maxwell Lord, who pretty much brushes them off.

Ted decides to talk to Bruce Wayne about this, since WayneTech is incolved in this somehow. However, Michael bows out, as he needs to get that flight for that commercial.

OK, I get that Micheal is desperate and Ted wants to get to the bottom of this, but they both should’ve been more understanding (and don’t even get me started on Max!)

Later, in the Batcave, Ted tells Batman what he knows, hoping for some sort of assistance from the World’s Greatest Detective, or at least some insight since he’s at least tangentially involved. However…

OK, Batman is many things, but I’ve never known him to be a dick to someone asking for his help.

CHAPTER 2

Back in the present…

Whatever O.M.A.C. is, they seem to know everything about the heroes of the world. How is Batman involved?

We then switch to three days ago. A warehouse containing the last assets of K.O.R.D. was cleaned out.

Jesus Christ, is that all he is to them? An annoyance?

After everyone leaves, Green Lantern Hal Jordan and Superman show up Beetle tells them that, among the other things stolen, there was 100 pounds of Krypronite K.O.R.D. was contracted to dispose of before the company went belly up. They thank Beetle and fly off before Ted can even say “you’re welcome.” Now I know Superman isn’t that rude to ANYONE, but he’s OK with doing so to Blue Beetle? Seriously?!

Beetle mopes around the warehouse for a while after everyone leaves, when suddenly…

(No, those aren’t garishly-clad clones of the Joker. They are members of a gang known as the Madmen, who have tangled with Beetle repeatedly in the past)

Beetle is pissed off at everything happening that he decides to go toe-to-toe with the lot of them. Unfortunately, he’s no match for a dozen Madmen. They’re about to kill Beetle when an energy bast scares them off. And who is Beetle’s savior?

Booster realized his best friend needed him more than he needed the gig, so now the team of “Blue and Gold” (why was THAT title never green lit?) is on the case!

CAN Beetle and Booster get to the bottom of this?

WHO is behind the computer network that knows everyone's secrets

WHY is no one giving Beetle the time of day, let alone any respect?

These questions and more will be answered in the exciting conclusion!

[roguephenon]

I gotta ask, was Numbuh Gra’Ham meant to be a deep cut from Mr. W’s career? I kept wracking my brain trying to think of who or what that could be— my best guess was Mo Willems, but his codename was Numbuh 9 Numbuh 9 Numbuh 9. Maxwell Atoms perhaps? I know EB obviously isn’t meant to be 1:1 to Mr. W, but the last chapter definitely has me wanting to go refresh my memory on Warburton and Curious Pictures lore. What an amazing chapter and twist! Can’t wait for the last two

first of all, thank you! I'm happy you liked the chapter and the twist. And no, it's not! There are deep cuts and references to Warburton, Curious Pictures lore (Eleventy Billion being the most obvious one, I'm really happy you noticed. There are a few more subtle ones tho ;3) but Numbuh gra'Ham isn't one of them haha. Numbuh gra'Ham is a codenumbuh I made up! On the surface, it's a cheeky reference Graham's number, a hugely immense number. I picked it for that and another reason. Who is Numbuh gra'Ham supposed to be? Maybe I'll share one day :3

[queenmiarys]

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?"

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"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."

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" 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."

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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.

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[spnbaby-67]

Dr. Pepper and Destiny

Guess Whaaaattttt??? Im BAAAAACK.. Yeah that's right im back and i have a cute little story to share, im in the process of still writing it, but i'll post it once or twice a week depending on how my schedules work out for me to do so. ( i work 2 full time jobs so bare with me.) I dont have a aesthetic photo for it, so i apologize,. but if anyone wants to put something together please let me know. Also please keep in mind a few things. PLEASE DO NOT copy and paste this to other pages for your benefit, its taking me two years two finally write again and i need this. i dont mind reblogs and mentions though. And, this is just for pure fun and entertainment purposes. Jensen is SINGLE in this alternate universe of a world i call my own brain lol.. But i am using one of my characters i usually use for stories, I feel she needs to be heard and I just love her name. but here's a snidbit of an idea.. Its rated E for everyone.. i'll mark chapters that are sexual if any.. but here we go. if you want to be tagged let me know.. Thank you.. glad to be back. By the way its a slooooooow burn.

Dr. Pepper and Destiny

Starring Jensen Ackles, (as himself ) Saamiya Siddiqui, (ofc) Jared Padalecki, (as himself) Kim Rhoades, Molly Cavanaugh (ofc) Kamryn Scott (ofc) Lydia Henry (Ofc) Lisa Maxwell (ofc) (i'll add more as the chapters change)

Warnings: right now at first other than a lot of chaos and angst, nothing much other than Jensen being super hot. I'll update each chapter as i go. Happy Reading.

Summary:

Saamiya Siddiqui never expected her night at the drive-in to turn into a rom-com disaster—but that’s exactly what happened when she accidentally drenched Jensen Ackles in Dr Pepper. Instead of being annoyed, the ridiculously handsome actor was amused… and maybe a little intrigued. One teasing smirk later, and suddenly, she found herself sitting on the hood of his truck, sharing popcorn, and exchanging numbers with a man who should have been way out of her league.

Now, Sam is trying to navigate her normal life colliding with Hollywood chaos, and things spiral even further when Jensen invites her as his date to a high-profile charity event. Between the flashing cameras, whispered rumors, and a very flirty Jensen making sure everyone knows she’s with him, Sam is in way over her head.

But when a reporter asks the one question she wasn’t prepared for, Jensen’s answer changes everything.

Is she just a girl who spilled her drink on a celebrity? Or is she about to become the talk of Hollywood?

Let me know if you want to be tagged, I also have a few other Jensen stories in the works as well as Jared stories coming up this summer. so stay tuned.

Chapter One

[justagalwhowrites]

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!!

[dailyaudiobiblechronological]

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 

[krinsbez]

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.

[kittykatkatelol]

★Welcome to our Hell lovelies<3

You can call me Daimon/Daímonas, Val/Valentino, Faraday, Maxwell, John, Dixie, Vulpes, Micah, Barty, Makarov, or Jack

My pronouns include (but are not limited to): it/itself, loverboy/loverboyself, moth/mothself, ne/nem, he/him, ve/vem, luv/luvself

I'm genderfluid + xenogenders + mspec biromantic lesboy ~ oriented aroace - asexual + ACRflux + greyromantic ~ physical nonhuman + fictionkin + demonkin + ockin + therian ~ cripplepunk ~ adhd + autism(?) ~ plural (probably) ~ polythesist satanist ~ multishipper

My links: A03 ~ Pronouns.cc ~ StrawPage ~ Roblox and Discord for moots (ask over dms) ~ my memories of hell+my demon appearance ~ filter tag list ~ my rdr2 side blog @shhhhtotallynotmicahbell

This blog is 13+, I curse like a sailor and reblog/post suggestive shit. I try to tag things appropriately, but I am not responsible for whatever you may find here - I suggest you leave if you are under 13

The main content is shitposts + reblogs + occassional art and/or oneshot/fic update

thomas jefferson's (from hamilton the muscial) biggest fan - the number one hermes defender - biggest hater of the brotherhood of steel

Extremely biased lover of Caesar's Legion (We acknowledge they are awful but again, biased as we have a Vulpes Inculta fictive, along with our host being a Vulpes Inculta as well) - Legion hate will be made fun of if brought to our table(askbox). We request you leave your NCR love and Legion hate at the door, please and thank you as such comments could set off our Vulpes fictive.

My highest kin(s) is currently John Hancock from Fallout 4 + Dixie from Fallout 4: Nuka-World + Vulpes Inculta from Fallout New Vegas

My full kin (fictionkin + otherkin + therian) list:

Valentino from Hazbin Hotel

Barty Crouch Jr from Harry Potter

Roxanne Afton a FNaF OC of mine

Micah Bell from Red Dead Redemption 2

Demonkin

Vladimir Makarov from the OG COD MW trilogy (specifically mw3)

Maxwell Roth from Assassin's Creed Syndicate

John Hancock from Fallout 4

Dixie from Fallout 4: Nuka-World

Funtime Foxy from FNaF

Faraday from Fallout 4: Far Harbor (slightly AU'd version of him)

Kellogg from Fallout 4

Vulpes Inculta from Fallout New Vegas

Jack Kennedy from DSaF

White Persian Cat therain

Roxanne Wolf from FNaF Security Breach

(otherlink) Sylveon from Pokémon

(this is subject to change at any time)

My current fixations are currently:

Red Dead Redemption 2

Fallout

COD (just all of it it's a big special interest)

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My favorite music artists are:

Scene Queen

Yungblud

Falling in Reverse

Palaye Royale

Marina

Melanie Martinez

Baby Bugs

Olivia Rodrigo

Måneskin

Mitski

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Current favorite songs:

(all of theses lists are subject to change at any time)

I tend to use typing quirks (example: Hello ! / what ? / Hmm , / Huh .) or cursive fonts ~ please tell me if you need me to not use said quirk(s) when replying

I use tone tags quite often since I myself have a hard time figuring out other entities tones - you do not have to do the same for me though it would be highly appreciated

DNI: anti-xenogenders/neopronouns ~ TERF ~ anti-endo ~ homo/transphobic ~ anti-fictionkin ~ anorexia/ED blogs ~ christian centered blogs ~ Valentino hate blogs ~ just assholes in general

My boundaries are:

no sexual stuff ~ I might be Val but that doesn't mean I like sex

no mouth gore/puke ~ i genuinely hate it and it makes me ill (I'm cool with most gore but mouth stuff just grosses me out)

no weight comments, like ever, please

no sending things of dead moths

no sending me stuff specifically about Val getting tortured

no asking me to donate to stuff through asks, especially if I don't know you ~ I'm not financially independent and just don't have the cash even if I wanted to donate ~ any asks asking that will be deleted

I love being tagged in stuff, but if it is a picrew, I request you don't tag me in it IF it the whole game is "make irl you" or something along those linesdo not involve me in shipping wars

I am okay with Angel Dust kins interacting, but please do not try and befriend me

I request no fellow Valentinos try and befriend me (aka please no doubles - the rest should be fine though)

Do not bring DiMA hate to this blog, it will not be tolerated

Also, I do not support JKR (the creator of Harry Potter) though I am still in the HP and Marauders fandoms - I dislike Harry Potter itself and only engage in the fandom side of things that is also highly against JKR

User tags: val's little hellhole (for all general posts/shit posts, never reblogs)

heaven doesn't want me and hell fears me (vent posts)

the summoning circle (asks & strawpage asks+drawings)

valentino writes (for my writing)

charles tag !! (for my bestie @/spinkleponkle !! (you = bestie sorry not sorry >:3))

CJ tag :3 (for la bestie @/p4rty-rockaa :3)

hoarding moth (for identity reblogs 4 my hoard + posts about my genders)

moth val's art (for my art)

fictionkin asks/answers (for any/all asks/questions I get related to fictionkin)

the moth attempts to learn french (shit posting about me trying to learn french)

banner and pfp are both from Fallout 4, in-game screenshots (banner is Nisha's area in the Disciples territory in Fizztop Mountain - pfp is a screenshot of Dixie)

I'm open to questions about my identity(s) ~ intro may update in the future ~ Other than that, have fun :)

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✨️ to be cringe is to be free ✨️

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Last updated: 3/12/25

[pixelbaby]

“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*

[sydsaint]

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."

[k-evans-reads]

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. 

[hitchell-mope]

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.

[tsuraiwrites]

✨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.)

[liesoverthec]

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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