#unfortunately amanda has like no gifs

[vampirebloodie]

Little Help | Mark Hoffman x Reader

Summary: John makes Hoffman help you and he almost kills you (with pleasure)

Warning: NSFW Smut, creampie, degradation kink, puller hair

After having survived one of Jigsaw's tests after making some bad choices in life, John Kramer saw enormous potential in you due to your willpower to survive being different from anyone else tested, you had the strength of an apprentice, as well as Amanda and Lawrence. As you didn't have many things to lose, you easily accepted John's invitation to become one of his apprentices and help him with the next games, even though it was almost like signing other people's death warrants, you saw it as a job, you just don't receive any payment for it.

Amanda wasn't with you today at the factory, so it was just you who was putting together a new trap and John who was drawing some new models in a notebook. You had been making some mistakes for a few days now, which made him start keeping an eye on you to look for some good solution.

“I called Hoffman to give a little help for you. I see that you are having a lot of difficulties.”

John said, still drawing. You felt your heart stop for a few seconds after hearing that. You hated Hoffman just as he hated you too and you knew that very well, he made a point of always making it clear when you saw each other, which fortunately was rare.

"You what? Hoffman? Are you kidding me? What about Lawrence?”

Unlike Mark, Lawrence liked you and you liked him too, you always got along well and always helped each other.

“Lawrence has a family, and he's traveling with them. Amanda is not available, you stay with Hoffman, the end.”

He closed the subject there and you huffed in frustration, the hours there with the detective would be terrible.

.........

It was almost dusk, John had gone home to rest in his room while you had stayed to wait for Hoffman, sleep had consumed you and you soon dozed off on the table, only to be woken up by a loud knock on the table that almost made you have a heart attack.

“Finally! I thought that besides being stupid you were also deaf.”

You rubbed your eyes and looked up to see the devil, aka Mark, staring at you.

“Fuck you.”

“You can curse me later, cutie. We have a lot of work to do.”

He went to the other table where there was the trap that you needed to assemble but there was something wrong with the pieces, since every time you tried to fit it to your body it simply came apart and you had to do it all over again.

"Do it"

He handed the materials into your hand, but you didn't take them.

“How am i going to fix it if i don't know where im going wrong damn? i've tried several times.”

Mark took a deep breath and placed the tools on the table again, carefully picking up the trap.

“Don't be a stupid girl, just open your fucking arms.”

You ignored his rude manner and looked at him suspiciously, opening your arms, then you felt the trap being placed around your waist and your neck.

“Hey hey, what are you doing?”

You despaired for a few seconds thinking he was going to fix it and use it on you.

“I'm not going to kill you with that ugly thing you did. I need a model to be able to see the error. Unfortunately, i only have you.”

You ignored the offense and stayed quiet, he bent down a little in front of you and looked at the pieces, you held your breath when he looked at the part of your neck and ran his hand over it. You could swear he squeezed your neck on purpose.

"Thats it."

He spoke and took one of the tools, where he placed it near his neck and fixed the error that was in the support of the equipment. After that he released the trap again and removed it from his body, placing it on the table. You felt your neck tingle.

Mark ran his long fingers along your neck, where the metal had left a mark due to his grip, you tried to control your breathing when you realized how close your two faces were to each other. You looked at him again.

“Don’t look at me like that…”

"Like what?"

You tried to hide the sexual tension, turning your head, only to feel his hand pulling your face back to look at him, at his blue eyes.

“I know you don’t really hate me, do you think i don’t see you staring at me every day?”

“I stare at you and imagine myself killing you in various traps.”

You tried to finish the subject there and he laughed sarcastically.

“Oh sure. Do you know what i imagine when i look at you, Y/n?”

He got close to her ear and whispered:

“I imagine myself every day fucking that tight pussy of yours right on this table and you screaming my name.”

You closed your legs on impulse as soon as you heard that, only to see a smile appear on his face, he grabbed your hair from behind, giving a light tug making you let out a moan.

“Why don’t you make it a reality then, detective?”

"I will”

You felt his tongue invade your mouth with precision while his arms pinned you against the table, Mark held your waist and placed you sitting on the table, where this time he attacked your neck leaving some marks, your hand pulled his tie. Hoffman took off your blouse, squeezing your breasts and then removed your underwear, he took off his blazer and threw it in a random corner of the room and pushed you against the table, opening your legs, you shivered when you felt his fingers pass through your intimacy.

“You don’t know how many times i've thought of you in this position just for me.”

He squatted in front of you and removed your panties, leaving you completely exposed to him, before you could say anything you felt his tongue invading your pussy making you scream in surprise, his tongue worked so well inside you that made you roll your eyes with so much pleasure, Hoffman stuck two fingers inside you and started moving them while sucking your clit, you pulled his hair, you felt your stomach tighten.

“H-Hoffman, I...”

“No.”

He realized you were going to cum and pulled away, making you moan in frustration, he grabbed your neck and unzipped his pants, exposing his member, which made your eyes widen a little due to its large size, Mark positioned his member at your entrance and forced himself into you, the tip hitting your cervix, which made you squirm at the new sensation.

He placed both hands on your hips and began thrusting hard into you. Completely invading you with each blow. You grabbed his arms and moaned loudly. Hoffman pulled your hair and squeezed your neck, starting to choke you as the loud sound of your bodies crashing into each other filled the empty room. Your face started to turn red due to lack of air and he seemed to enjoy it.

“You look so perfect when im choking you, you fucking little slut!”

He said irritably and began to move even harder and released your neck, making you gasp for air quickly, Hoffman squeezed your waist tightly, which would probably leave marks later, the two of you moaned loudly and together. His fingers began to make quick movements on your clit, making you almost cry with pleasure.

“Be a good girl and cum for me while you scream my name, hm?”

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck, Mark!!”

"Good girl!”

You screamed, cumming and feeling your legs weaken and shake, Mark grunted and soon you felt him coming apart inside you, you breathed for a few seconds before he came out inside you, watching the semen drip from your pussy, he licked his lips. Mark took you off the table and helped you get dressed again.

“It won’t change how much i hate you.”

You said and he laughed.

“Please remember to say this when i fuck you again .”

He gave two little slaps in your face and put his blazer back on.

“I'll give you a ride. Hurry up. Cmon"

You put on your boots and picked up your bag, walking alongside him, even though your legs still felt sticky to each other. God, what have you done?

[ts19009]

Hong's Anatomy: Part 5

Pediatrician surgeon!  Joshua x pediatric surgeon!  Female Reader 

Synopsis: Coming to Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital wasn’t on your bucket list, that’s for sure, but when you meet the head of your department, Joshua Hong, it's one of the only things that constantly brightens your day. 

Warnings: swearing, made up medical terms and procedures, i have no idea if any of this is medically accurate it’s just for story, flirting, no smut…yet?

Words: 3.2k

NOT EDITED, SO I MAY GO BACK AND EDIT LATER (teehee)

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

You hated working in the pit. It was always hectic and a little too unorganized for your taste, but when a natural disaster hits, everyone is called down to the pit and unfortunately a tornado had just hit Seattle and being a level 1 trauma center that meant people were normally sent to Seattle Grace first. 

“Hannah Pitter, seventeen years old. Was found under a big piece of rubble. Three broken ribs, broken shoulder, right arm, and a major concussion.” Heesung said, wheeling in the crying seventeen year old girl. 

“I’ll take her,” Joshua said, quickly placing a hand on your shoulder. You nodded and went to the next EMT. 

“Amanda Journey, Five years old, Dislocated shoulder and it looks like she has some burns from the fire.” 

“Where are her parents?” You asked, wheeling her into a curtained space. 

“I don’t know. There were thousands of people there, we tried to ask her to see if she recognized anybody, but she said that she didn’t,” Niki responded. This was not good. A five year old without their parents meant that treatment would be very restricted if anything went bad. 

“Well what happens if I have to do surgery on her and we don’t have her parent’s consent?” 

“You have to ask the Chief!” Niki shrugged, “I gotta get back there. Tell me how she turns out?” You nodded and started to get to work. The poor girl’s shoulder was sticking out and she was crying for both her mom and the amount of pain she was in. 

“Hi sweetie. I’m Doctor. L/N, I need you to sit really still for me, okay?” You smiled, while putting on a pair of gloved, getting ready to pop her shoulder back in place. You quickly grabbed a lollipop out of a drawer (the secret stash you put in there) and held it out to her. “If you’re really good after I help you, you can have another one, okay?” Amanda nodded and took the candy from you. 

“Okay ready? One.. Two.. Three..” You counted, before quickly popping her shoulder back in place. Amanda let out a little cry but you could tell that she was already starting to feel a lot better. “Good job Amanda! Thank you so much for being so good! I’m gonna get someone else in here to help you with the burns on your tummy and face now, but I’ll stay with you the entire time!” You reassured her. Jeonghan had been running around the pit the whole day and his hair was looking slightly chaotic, but he still had a big smile when talking to the five year old. 

“Hi, I’m Doctor Yoon,” Jeonghan smiled, “oh no, those look ouchy. Will you let me look at them?” 

Amanda cried and looked at you to almost ask for permission. You nodded and reached out for her to hold your hand. “Okay.”

Jeonghan smiled, “thank you Amanda. I’m gonna lift your shirt up a little and look at your tummy burns.” Amanda’s whole torso was practically melted off, and jus one look at the poor girls burns almos caused you to wince. As soon as Jeonghan saw her burns he started ordering off commands to the nurses to get some cold rags and to put in an order to the burn team. Poor Amanda would be here for a long time. As he nurses came in with cold rags, you knew his part was going to hurt so you went and grabbed a hold of Amanda’s hand while Jeonghan carefully and slowly put a few rags on the remaining skin she had left.

As soon as he rags came into contact with her skin she let out a blood curtling scream and really squeezed your hand. 

“Mandy!” An olderr old boy came running into the room, “oh my god. I’m Travis, her older brother. What happened to her?” 

“She got caught in the fire and has some prey antsy burns along with a dislocated shoulder. Would you like o hold ehr ahdn while we treat her?” You asked, as the young boy gulped, but nodded. He couldn’ be older than fifteen, where were their parents? Neither you or Jeonghan alked much as you worked on treating her burns and Vernon popped in put her shoulder back in place. 

“Our parents went across the street to go to the store for ten minutes and his happens,” Travis sobs, “do you know where they are?” Both you and Jeonghan looked at each other, a little surprised at his sudden outburst. 

“We haven’t heard anything about them yet, but I’ll ask around okay?” You treid to reassure, Travis nodded and wiped a few of his tears away .

♥♥♥♥

“Good news, Travis and Abigail’s parent’s are at Seattle Med. They don’t have any serious injuries, so they’ll be transported here,” Jeonghan smiled, hanging up the phone. 

“That’s a relief,” you sighed, “I hate seeing family’s seperated espically when it’s just the kids by themselves.” It was already about seven in the evening, so six hours into your shift and you haven’t seen Joshua since the first encounter in the pit. “Joshua’s been working late for this whole weekend. I feel like the only time I see him is the brief run ins.”

“Seungcheol asked him to pick up a few more surgeriues during the week because we lost Sana,” Jeonghan said, reminding you of the resident peds surgeon who transferred hospitals a couple weeks ago. “He’s having a hard time finding a replacement.” 

“I totally forgot about Sana leaving, man. Why are hey dropping like flies?” You asked, referring to the loss of San from Plastic’s, Jeongchan from OB, and Vivian from Ortho.

“New York just opened a new hospital and hey’re offering twice the pay, and a guaranteed sending position when they finish,” Joshua said, walking up beside you with a exhausted look on his face. “I don’t blame them for taking the offer, it’s just frustrating.” 

You nodded and wrapped an arm around his neck as he gave you a little side hug. 

“‘I’m done in twenty minutes, so I’ll see you tomorrow for coffee?” Joshua smiled, gesturing to Jeonghan as he nodded, “and you as well for date night?” 

“I expect you there at four, gotcha?” You nod, pressing a quick peck to his lips as he nodded this time. “Be safe!” You smiled as Joshua skipped his way to his office o grab his stuff and turned around to face Jeonghan. “Thank you for still walking with him. He was scared that you would hate him.” 

“I told you before, this isn’t the first time we’ve went for the same girl,” he chuckled, “There was this one girl back in highschool. Her name was Sophie, and both Josh and I were head over heels in love with her. She wasn’t a good person and strung boh of us along for our entire senior year, but at the end she ended up choosing me. Josh didn’t take that one very well, in fact, that was the most upset I’ve ever seen him. I only saw him once, only for him o cuss me out and then he went MIA the whole summer. We were roommates for college, so he had to turn up and talk to me eventually, but we overcame it. So I always remind myself, that if Shua overcame losing his first love, I can overcome losing you.” 

You blushed at his last confession, but shook it off pretty well, “Josh has bever mentioned a Sofie before?” 

“She wasn’t particularly amazing, she as just our friend all throughou highschool. It was us three in the science lab for lunch everyday for four years studying our anatomy. Sophie ended up becoming a surgeon in Berlin, so we all had that one common interest I suppose,” he chuckled again, “don’t take it personally that Shua hasn’t told you about her.”

“What happened to Sophie?” You asked, as you both approached he lunch room. 

“We dated for five years, engaged for two. I found out abou wo weeks before our wedding that she was cheating on me with our college professor,” he admitted, “you were one of the first people I’ve seriously thought about since Sophie.” 

“Well I’m honored,” you said, taking his hand and giving it a squeeze. “Thanks for being honest and vulnerable with me.”

Even though Jeonghan said not to take it personally that Joshua hasn’t mentioned his past partners and almost partners, it’s all you could think about. 

♥♥♥♥

“Have I told you that I’ve only ever had one boyfriend?” You said, watching Joshua from across the room, he looked up from cutting up some celery for dinner. “We met in senior year of highschool and dated for almost five years before we ended up breaking up. I found out two weeks before that he was going to move half way across the world and hadn’t even considered asking me to come with him.”

Joshua came and sat next to you, prompting you to continue. “He told me that I never would of come because of my residency, but I knew that he just wanted an out. It was messy and a lot words were said. I haven’t seen him since.” 

Joshua took a deep breath, it looked like he was contemplating talking. Sharing his story, but he didn’t. 

You were disappointed, and hurt that he wouldn’t tell you about Sophie, but you weren’t going to push it out of him. 

“Why haven’t you gone on any more partners since him?” Joshua asked, holding your hand. 

“I’ve been on dates with others, but none of them understood the emotional baggage that I’ve happen at work. The longest time I’ve ��seen’ a person is three dates, but then he told me that I was too messed up,” you chuckled, “as have most of the rest. They said it nicer of course.” 

“I’m sorry,” he empathasized, “no one should ever be treated like that.” You smiled and let him press a few kisses on your hand. “One second,” he quickly said, running to the oven to check the casserole. 

The tension in the room was a little thick, but Joshua came back and took a deep breather before speaking, “my first year of being an being an attending, I was in LA for a year, I was really focused on work and everything, but there was a nurse named Larissa, she asked me on a date. I only went on one date with her. A month after Larissa, I went on a date with a girl I met online, it only lasted three weeks, and then a few months later I dated a girl named Jaehun for a little over four months.” 

He still wasn’t talking about Sophie, well technically he never dated her, but he was in love with her. 

Dinner tasted really good, but it was pretty silent. After dinner, you and Joshua were on the couch watching television, when he paused the t.v. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, I’m just tired,” you lied, but Joshua could tell something else was off.

“Did I do something wrong?” You sighed, and turned to face him. 

“No Joshua, I’m just tired,” you hissed. Joshua sighed, but nodded and started the t.v again, not wanting to either upset you or push you further. After the night had ended and you were starting up put your coat and shoes on is when he said something again. 

“Did Jeonghan tell you about Sophie?” He asked, leaning against the doorframe. You looked up at him, surprised that he figured out what was bothering you. 

“He did yeah,” you sighed, putting your hands in your pockets, “he told me that you were in love with her throughout all of highschool. How do you think it feels to find out about your boyfriends first love through his best friend?” 

“What about you? You just told me about your boyfriend? And I’m sorry I wasn’t ready to tell you about something that put me in such an awful spot in my life. Hell it still does,”  he spat. 

“At least I told you about him, you didn’t have to hear it from someone else, and why can’t you talk about it now Joshua? Are you still not over her? Do you still love her? It’s been ten years, you would think you’d be over her?” You cried, shaking your head and wrapping your hands around yourself. Joshua just scoffed and pushed himself off the door. 

“I’m not talking about this with you right now,” he sighed. 

“No, we’re adults in a relationship. Let’s talk about this,” you scoffed. 

“No, because if we talk about this I’m going to say something I regret and I don’t need to explain myself to you,” he said, opening the door for you. 

“Are you kicking me out?” You asked, looking up at him in disbelief. Joshua didn’t look you in your eyes as you scoffed again and stomped out of his apartment. 

-----

“What do you mean you can’t come in today?” Joshua asked over the phone, “you were fine last night and we have two major surgeries today?” 

“I’m taking a personal day,” you sighed, annoyed that Seungcheol made you talk to Joshua instead of just giving you the day off. 

“Y/N,” Joshua warned, “is this about our fight last night?” 

“Can I have the day or not Joshua?” 

Joshua sighed, but reluctantly agreed. “See you tomorrow then.” As soon as you hung up the phone Joshua sighed, and pulled out his tablet, trying to rearrange the day to fit your surgeries in. 

“Where’ Y/N?” Jeonghan asked, patting Joshua on the back. 

“She’s taking a personal day,” he said, not looking up from his tablet. Jeonghan scoffed. 

“Date night didn’t go as planned?” The lack of response was enough for him to wince. “Yikes, I’m sorry Shua.” 

“Why did you tell her about Sophie?” Joshua scoffed, “that wasn’t you place to tell her.” 

“I didn’t mean for you guys to get into a fight about it,” Jeonghan defended, “but she should of known.”

“What did you think was going to happen Han?” Joshua said, finally looking up from his tablet. “I know that you didn’t mean any harm, but it was none of your business to tell her and you need to stay out of our relationship.” 

“Shua…” Jeonghan tried to say, but Joshua put his tablet down and walked away to check in on his first patient. 

“Simone Hallwer, eleven years old. Her mother brought her in because she kept fainting and started to develop a lump on her forehead,” Amelia, Joshua’s other intern, explained, as Joshua smiled and sat next to her. “She was brought in two days ago and she has a brain tumor. We’re going to go in today and try and remove the tumor.” 

Joshua smiled and nodded, “how did you sleep last night Simone?” 

Simone smiled, but hid her face into her blanket, clearly she was very shy around Joshua. Amelia told Joshua that she thinks Simone has a crush on Joshua. 

“She slept right through the night perfectly, right Simone?” Her mother chuckled, as Simone nodded. “When is she scheduled for surgery Doctor Hong?” 

“She’s next in line, so give or take fourty minutes to an hour,” Joshua smiled, “so we’ll come to take her soon.” Simone’s mom smiled and thanked him before Joshua left. Wonwoo would be in the operating room to also perform the surgery, but Neruosurgery was always his least favorite operation. 

By the time that Simone was in the operating room, Joshua was on edge. 

“Are you okay dude?” Wonwoo asked, breaking Joshua out of his mind. 

“Uh, yeah, why?” 

“You’ve been washing your hands for seven minutes and I’ve been trying to talk to you for five of those minutes,” Wonwoo chuckled, “if you’re not in the right headspace, maybe you should step out?” 

“No, I’m sorry. I’m just stressed. I love you man, but I hate doing Neurosurgeries,” Joshua said, finally turning off the tap. 

“Okay, but if it happens again, I’ll have to kick you out,” Wonwoo warned, Joshua nodded in agreement. He was aware of the protocols, but he really wanted to be there for Simone. 

As soon as they both entered, they got started immediately. Joshua made a small incision in the skin and a small opening in the skull then the navigation, operated by Wonwoo, moved the tubular retractor gently though the white matter of the brain to gain access to the tumor. Joshua took over from Wonwoo to make sure that they retractor would hold the area open, while Wonwoo started cutting the tumor off. 

“Suction!” Wonwoo said, as the monitors starting going off a bit more. “Joshua! I need your help here! Marley, you stary with the retractors.” Joshua nodded, and let Wonwoo’s intern take over the machiene as he stepped beside Wonwoo too see a massive brain bleed. 

“Where is it?” Joshua asked, looking frantically for the cause of the bleed. 

“Right below the cut, you need to cut by the occipital lobe,” Joshua nodded, and got the drill from the table and felt around for a second and located the bleed. 

“Drilling now!” He said, letting out a wince when the drill started to whirl. As soon as he had made it past the bone, he stopped and shined a light down. “Lap pads!” 

Rose quickly handed him some lap pads for him to clean up the fluids leaking out of the skill. 

“Shit, it’s not working,” Wonwoo said, looking around and trying to figure out what else he could do. Joshua stepped back, getting pretty overwhelmed and watched Wonwoo try to save Simone’s brain, but by the time that he had come back to earth, it was too late. 

“Time of death, 8:48.” Wonwoo said, throwing his head back in frustration. “What the hell Joshua?” 

“What?” Joshua asked, taken aback with Wonwoo’s tone. 

“You didn’t drill the hole in the right place, you caused another brain bleed. You were distracted and drilled a hole into this poor girls head when you didn’t need to,” he said, pointing to Simone. “You get to go tell her mother that she’s gone,” Wonwoo spat, walking out of the OR. 

Great another thing to add to Joshua’s day. 

----

“I’m so sorry,” Joshua apologized to Simone’s mother, as she started crying. “If there is anything we can do to help please let us know.” 

“This is your fault!” Simone’s mother spat, wiping her tears with one hand and pointing a finger at Joshua with the other. “You were supposed to save her, you said that we shouldn’t do chemo and that this would be safer!” 

“Ma’am,” One of the female nurses cooed, coming up to try and calm her down. 

“No, my baby is gone because of this idiot Doctor!” She cried as Joshua, just winced and nodded his head. He had gone through this, unfortunately, hundred of times. 

“If you would like to talk to some counclors, we have programs right here at the hospital…” he said, but was cut off. 

“No, I don’t want councelling. I want you gone from this hospital! I will be talking to my lawyers!” She spat one last time before leaving the waiting room. Joshua sighed and threw his head back. This was always the worst part of the job, no matter what reaction the parents/caregivers have. 

And the worst part was, this was only his first surgery of the day. 

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

taglist: @asasilentreader , @myjaeyunn, @gaslysainz @itsnotjop @vixensss

A/N: Hey yall, sorry for taking so long for this update. I had a little bit of a writers block/life got really busy for me. But I finally had a little bit of a break, so I sat down and cranked out this chapter in a day and a half. We're building up the angst, because I have big plans for the happy couple, so sit tight and thank you so much for reading and leaving all the sweet comments/reblogs! Love you!

TS19009

[motherofdogs1010]

Laurel Sickness I (Sonny Carisi x Reader)

Summary: Laurel Sickness was a case of extreme, obsessive love that has been used to describe the new phenomenon that is sweeping the globe with no explanation. Individual are becoming just as mad as Apollo once was when he first set his godly eyes on the virgin nymph, Daphne.

Warnings: 18+ only, dark!fic, toxic behavior, gaslighting, dystopian society, dark!Sonny Carisi, stalking, stalker!Sonny Carisi, the world's messed up in this story, age gap relationship, forced relationship, eventual non-con/dub-con, Stockholm Syndrome

Dividers by @firefly-graphics Banner by @vase-of-lilies

Sometimes, in the late night when she was holding herself up in her dorm, Y/N would lay there in her bed and contemplate what exactly she had done to gain the attention of her friend's uncle.

She remembered meeting Maddie Carisi at freshman orientation, the two girls having been in the same major (nursing to be exact) and having instantly clicked. She had known Maddie for exactly three years before she was invited over to the Carisi Easter Sunday Dinner, her own parents were back in her home state and unfortunately, Y/N couldn't afford to go back home at the time, but now... now, she wishes she had taken up her parents' offer of letting them buy her a ticket to visit them.

She remembers the way the whole family had been welcoming, a loud joking bunch of people who were still in the Sunday bests; Y/N having made sure to dress in a floral, pastel colored dress that was off the shoulder yet she made sure to put a cardigan on top as to not show too much cleavage since Maddie had told her that her grandmother was quite the conservative Catholic. Y/N had been enjoying herself, enjoying the conversation and activities the Carisi family had set up for the kids and cousins to do when she had bumped in Maddie's uncle.

"I'm so sorry", Y/N had said with a apologetic look on her face. "I didn't see you there."

She didn't think of anything when their eyes met, E/C meeting blue and seeing the appearance of his pupils dilate when they met. She didn't think the surge reports on the news could happen to her, how naive she had been.

"It's alright, no harm done", he had said with a tight smile.

"Uncle Sonny!" Maddie had cheerfully said, "you're here!"

"Well, luckily, I was able to take the afternoon off", he said, his accent thick. "I see you brought a friend along."

He was a handsome man, Y/N could recall; he had his hair gelled back, he had quite a bit of grey in his hair yet it had only added to how attractive she had thought he was. He was much older than them, Y/N figured he was in his late thirties or early forties and he seemed to be accompanied by a blonde haired woman who always looked like she was permanently scowling.

"Oh! This is Y/N!" Maddie said, introducing her. "Remember, I told you my friend and I both wanted to get our Masters to become NPs? This is her."

"Ah, Maddie talks a lot about you", he said, "big plans you two have, huh?"

Big plans, that's what she had. So many big plans and dreams before Sonny Carisi crossed paths with her...

"My Uncle rarely comes nowadays", Maddie had told her later. "He's the new ADA in Manhattan for the sex crimes unit."

Amanda had been mad as of late, a cunt if Sonny was being honest because of his lack of wanting to have sex with her anymore. But how could Sonny betray his little doll face like that? How could he forsake the instant connection he had felt by having sex with another woman?

The minute their eyes had met at his family's get-together, he knew it was instantaneous, they were meant to be. Sonny didn't exactly understand at first the thoughts that were in his mind about the younger woman, the intense and sexual dreams about her until he was watching the news.

The dreams he had were not always sexual, no, sometimes he saw his life with her; her cooking at the stove with five or six little Carisis ran around their legs, she would laugh as they pestered her before she'd look back at him with a grin.

"Dominick, you're home", she'd said as the bundle of children ran towards him.

Another case of that new phenomenon, Laurel Sickness was in the news; a woman arrested after killing the boyfriend of the woman she had grown to become enamored with. Laurel Sickness was something that some were saying was global hysteria, people falling in love with a uninterested third party, chasing down their loves until they were able to obtain them.

"Our eyes met and I knew we were meant to be!" the afflicted woman sobbed as she was arrested. "She showed me our future together!"

Sonny's eyes had widen as he could hear Amanda calling him from the other room.

Damn all the time he had put into the relationship with Amanda, the arguments they had over making their relationship public or how attached her daughters were to him.

Sonny looked at the photo Maddie had posted to her instagram, a photo of her and... Y/N, oh, how did just thinking her name make his stomach clench and heat spread through him. The two girls were outside at a coffee shop, it was obvious they had been studying by the notebooks and textbooks, even their laptops around them on the table.

Y/N had her hair pulled away from her face, a happy but tired smile on her face.

"Sonny, we really need to talk about this", Amanda nagged from the other room.

Yeah, they were going to talk.

He just knew it was one that Amanda wasn't going to be happy about.

[biggestxsimps]

Hi! Me again. I think I now read all Connor x male reader fan fics and I need more. So that is my request. Connor x male reader. Also, If you are comfortable doing so, could you add a little bit of spice? Not much. And only as long as you are comfortable. Luv u

Love?

A/N: Thank you again for the requests, we really appreciate it! Unfortunately neither of us feel comfortable writing spice yet, but I tried to make it seem like he’s head-over-heels for the reader instead! Most dialogue at the start is taken from the actual game, I think it’s obvious where it doesn’t become canon anymore.

Connor was determined to catch these deviants; they had caused too much harm, and he was ready to put an end to them. "Hank," he heard Fowler’s voice, turning, he saw a young man in uniform behind him. "This is Detective L/N; he will also assist you in your cases." He continued. Before Hank could complain, Fowler had left the group. "Evening Lt." You give a quick nod to the older man. He groans before muttering a greeting. Connor couldn’t help but stare, you seemed.. different. Your gaze turns to the android "And who might you be?" You send a small smile his way. "My name is Connor, I’m the android sent by Cyberlife." He quickly rises from his seat, offering it to you instead. You thank him as you take a seat, hastily checking through deviant cases as Connor stands beside you.

Hank had taken both you and Connor to ‘Chicken Feed’, his favourite food truck. You stood against one of the tables with Connor as Hank stood in front of the vendor, ordering food for himself. "I don’t mean to alarm you, Detective, but I think Hank’s friends are engaged in illegal activities." You couldn’t help but chuckle at the android, this wasn’t your first time being partnered up with Hank, so you knew not to worry. "People do what they can to get by, I think it’s fine as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone." You shrug. Connor slowly nods, your laugh making his circuits buzz; he felt what he assumed, people call, butterflies? He had never felt his insides do that before and made a note to talk about it with Amanda later. You pat him on the shoulder and say, "Don’t worry ‘bout Hank; he's a bright guy." Connor felt his skin heat up at the touch, his fan speeding up as he overheated. Now he was worried. Before you could ask if he was alright, Hank had come with his meal.

It wasn’t until after you had met Kamski that you brought his behaviour up. He had chosen not to shoot Chloe, instead choosing to lose any information he could’ve gained from Kamski. You had all met back up on the bridge. Hank sat on the bench facing the river as you and Connor leaned against the railing. You looked over at the android beside you. "Why didn’t you shoot her, Connor?" You meekly asked. Connor’s face scrunched up, "I-I’m not sure, I just couldn’t." He looked down, staring at the water instead of at you. "Con" His eyes drift upward, the same butterflies rising in his chest. "You showed empathy, empathy’s a human emotion, Connor." Connor felt conflicted at that. He wasn’t a deviant; he couldn’t be. But when he looked back at you, he couldn’t get rid of the way you made him feel. The thoughts he had of you drifted through his mind, ones he knew he couldn’t pursue. Wait, feelings? Thoughts? 

The next day, Connor went to Hank’s house, determined to get an answer to how he'd been feeling. He was about to knock but saw that the door was unlocked, so instead he walked right in. "Lieutenant," he said, nodding at the man sitting down. "Jesus fucking Christ, Connor. Knock next time, god." The gruff voice echoed through the room. "Sorry, Lieutenant, it’s important." Connor takes a seat beside the rough-looking man. "Why couldn’t you go bother Y/N instead?" Connor quickly shook his head. "I was going to, but I think it involves him." Hank’s curious gaze lingers on Connor. "Go on," he insists. "My system has been acting up whenever I come into contact with Y/N." Hank’s brows furrow as he gestures for the android to continue. "My body heats up, and I feel a sort of buzzing in my chest when he speaks." He says, placing a hand to his chest, the sound of his fan overworking at the thought of the young detective. Hank chuckles before erupting in laughter. Connor tilts his head at the older man's actions.

"You’re in love, Connor."

Connor dead-panned. Love? He wasn’t in love. He wasn’t able to love; Androids aren’t able to love. His mind races over every interaction the two of you had, scanning over every detail. Shit. Maybe he was in love. "-onnor?" He’s brought back to reality by the amused Lieutenant. "It’s alright to be in love, Connor. In fact, I think he’s fallen for you too." Connor’s quick to reply, "He’s in love with me? How do you know?" Hank shakes his head. "You youngsters are so obvious it hurts." He pauses. "You should go tell him how you feel, Connor. God knows you’re not gonna get anywhere talking to me about this."

Hank was right. Connor rushed out, hearing the gruff man’s laughter as he left. He was quick to reach your house, quickly knocking. He heard a muffled "Coming" from behind the door before you opened it. Looking at you now that he knew what he’d been feeling was nerve-wracking. "Hey Connor, what’s up?" You open the door, dressed in casual clothes he hasn’t seen before. He can’t deny how good you look right now. He reprimands himself before looking into your eyes. He had never felt so nervous to speak up before. "Y/N." You nod, smiling curiously at the oddly jittery android. "Yeah Con?"

"I’m in love with you, Y/N." You choke on the breath you had taken, his straightforwardness catching you off guard. "Oh wow." You pause. "I wasn’t expecting that." You awkwardly laugh. "I, uh, I think I'm in love with you too, Connor." Connor's cheeks flush blue as he smiles. You feel yourself grin wider at the blushing android. You slowly reach a hand to his cheek and ask, "May I?" Connor’s head tilts in confusion. "Kiss you, Connor. May I kiss you?" You giggle. Connor’s eyes widen before nodding, your smiles being felt on each other's lips. Connor was the first to pull away. "Does this mean we’re together?" You take a breath before nodding. "If that’s what you would like, Con." The now blue-faced android rests his head against your chest. "Thank you, Y/N."

A/N: This is so much longer than I thought it would be, I was only expecting to write 400 words or so. I think I hit 1000 lol. Sorry if there is a lot of filler. I'm really bad at writing for Connor, sorryyy.

Masterlist

- Written by Owner 1

[gryficowa]

Boycott!

Unfortunately, mentioning reblogging fundraising posts has not been working lately :/

It's terrifying how people suddenly lost interest in Palestine…

And what's even worse is that blue liberals enter into tags about a free Palestine to poison others' asses so that people vote for their blue terrorists, and they often do it when the US kills Palestinians with weapons (I guess it goes without saying how disgusting this behavior is)

But yes, not only are porn bots and Amazon bots, but also liberals who are not interested in Palestine, but use it as an argument why to vote for the blue ones who supply weapons to Israel and are complicit in genocide, because it is not a red line in their progress thinking and "Trump will be worse" (How the fuck is he supposed to be worse, when is the state fucking critical?)

But yes, that's what it's been like lately, remember to boycott

Now that I have your attention:

[sphaxcca]

My Candy Love New Gen ep. 4 Review

Here I am after finishing the last episode of MCL New Gen ready to give my honest and unasked opinion about it. Fasten your seatbelts cause we are about to start and i'm not gonna be gentle

LET'S TALK ABOUT IT...

So the episode opens with Elenda who's basically trying to drag us so bad to the Cosey Bear because apparently Castiel was serving there ( No judgement toward Elenda, i wanted to see my husband too). Unfortunately for me and her, he already had left when we showed up to the Cafe. >3>.

Seeing Lynn animated was so cute and a little bit nostalgic but nothing compared to the GASP I emitted when she started talking to Thomas and he told her he was in love with her. GEEEEZ, now i get why that kid was a pain in the ass and RUINED my pic-nic date with Tomato head, THE DOTS CONNECTED. Btw it was a very cute scene and a tribute to Iris that I hope she will show up in Thomas' route.

Moving on, inspired by Thomas' love confession, everybody starts talking about their love life (expected since the episode's name is hearts looking for love). And this is where things went horribly cringe and outrageous: Ofc i'm not talking about Elenda and Devon ( It was cute to know that she had a crush on Devon and, about him, a little peak to where the story is possibly going to lead - a busy man that works his ass off so bad for Devenementiel and has no time to date)or Amanda but about ROY and BRUNE.

Hoooooly shit, the chill of second hand embarassment that I got just by reading the interractions between these two was undescribable I swear( Elenda became basically my guide spirit: her reaction was the same i had. ). Everything was so outofcontext and nonsense that I'm actually wondering why Beemov decided it was a great idea to give space to something so....childish? I mean, we're talking about (almost) 30yo people.. and they got together because they were...desperate??????? - "Yeah with my exes things weren't doing good so we decided to date even tho we don't talk, don't touch and fell uncomfortable with each other" - COOOME ON, BFR, you guys ok? Also, I really hope that we're gonna discover something deeper about Roy (or that he's going to get a development at least) that makes him more that what i can pick up and feel from him right now: childish Gymrat fixed on pool that give us nothing. I'm genuine deluded about the way they handled this.

Moving on to JASON PART. He basically shows up when we're still talking sitted by the table. I was obviously expecting the part where he was going to be pointed out as a "womanizer" but what I DID NOT EXPECT was the reaction he had when he overhears our conversation: I felt him being sarcastic as usual but at the end i felt he was kinda....hurt??? idk if you get what i mean, he literally said he had REASONS why he doesn't want to be in full term relationship and this opens my mind to an INFINITE AMOUNT OF THEORIES

Connected to what I've read on some theories here, someone said it's because of the condition ( or the pathology) that made his hair go white...

This is a really good point but I genuine think about something else that is connected to this and the SHOCK NUMBER 2: Why Devenementiel hates Jason so much?

Apparently our "proud and superior" man with an incredible fragile ego had PLAGIARIZED the project the would have helped Devon to found Devenementiel and, because of that, he was fired and disqualified by the contest. So...first things first: PIECE OF SHIT. Secondly, I genuine would have never thought about him doing something like this and that's the reason why i don't think he did it because he wanted to but perphaps he WAS PUSHED to do so.

Another theorie said that probably he was helped by a third person that played dirty and suggested him the same project Devon did

And I have to admit that this is something very likely, but stil don't really convince me too much.

We can clearly see that Jason has a lot of money, A LOT, and by the way he has so much money i'm assuming he comes from a family that at least has the same amount of capital he has now. We got told that he was basically working as an employer (if i remember correctly) so why trying to steal something from others if you are satisfied and don't need a job? perhaps because you NEED that first place to REDEEM yourself and PROVE someone wrong at least so that.. THE END JUSTIFIES THE MEANS. That's where his family and the white hair make their part: A Dad Ceo that basically disgraced his Son because he couldn't follow or keep up with the family business or - he wasn't good enough- for the role ( and that's why the white hair, because of the stress) . Another thing that might prove this is the fact that Devon told us that he had "private investors" and...i mean, if you're broke, i don't think you can find them just by snapping your fingers and make them appear in front of you, especially when you get fired and disqualified in a competition. He could have use the "family" name and hi charisma to persuade the investors to help him found Goldreamz. And THIS leads me to the last point: Why no long term relationship? Because his family has to end with him and he's scared of the consequences that a partner can have in his life. This reminded me so much Simon from Bridgerton btw. So yeah...I might be wrong (99%) but i want to think that he's a piece of shit just because he's hurt.

His special scene was normal i guess, i love the way my candy was looking at the instagram photos be like - "i'm just studying the enemy...not doing something wrong..maybe".

In the end i decided to try for the Thomas illustration and nothing to complain about, the scene was genuine one of the most cute one in the game so fare and the ilusstration 10/10 chef's kiss and handshake by the president.

[sharkboywrites]

Hello there! I'm 🎉 anon

May I request a platonic (with a hint of parental) of Grimsley who's a mentor for a child/preteen reader (around 11-12 y/o)

Reader got this dark aesthetic (black cap, turtleneck, black trench coat, and boots) that aspires to be a Dark type Elite Four, but despite all that they're a little mischievous and off-the-wall kid.

They really like spending their time with Grimsley (even to the point they'd wait in front of his casino) and Grimsley finds them adorable and lowkey treats them like a kid he never has

Like, they'd battle, train, and then hang out like showing card tricks.

(I love found family so much-)

A/N: yaaay my first emoji anon :). I’ll be honest I don’t know that much about Grimsley so I’m just going off what I got when I looked him up, sorry if it’s not accurate. Also the meds I’m on for getting my wisdom teeth out make me kinda loopy so I’m not sure how good my writing will come out.

Grimsley With a Preteen Apprentice

- Having Grimsley as a mentor can be a 50/50 sometimes

- Grimsley generally has a good state of mind when it comes to battling

- He only ever sees a positive to a battle, win or loose

- If you ever loose a battle, he’s there to assure you that this is only good for you

- He uses this as an opportunity for you to learn and grow as a trainer, after all you can’t get better if you never see your mistakes

- He’s supportive in your dreams and also in the way you dress

- You do look the part for the job you want, and he admires that

- He thinks your passion is amazing and continues to support it, although he doesn’t let you get ahead of yourself

- With Grimsley as a mentor, you’ll never be dragged down by your losses

- After a while you hardly ever find yourself upset about a loss

- From now on you’ll only see this as a chance to grow

- Unfortunately, Grimsley did have to step down from his position as an elite four member to the gambling addiction he developed

- But this doesn’t mean he’s irresponsible or becomes a worse mentor

- In fact he’s now always making sure that that you’re being responsible and keeping yourself in check

- He wants to make sure that you don’t suffer the same way he did

- After working with you, he’s found that he’s become attached to you, and he doesn’t want you to go down the same path he did

- He always stresses the importance of keeping yourself regulated

- Whole he has made some mistakes in his life, he doesn’t want the same to happen to you

- He’s come to see you as his child, no matter what your situation with your parents is

- He really is a great mentor and wants to keep you safe, and he can and will do everything in his power to keep you that way

I hope I got his character right, I never played ultra sun/moon or black/white 2 so I never actually played against him. I currently have a heat pack wrapped around my face and I look like Amanda in the reverse bear trap from the first saw movie I’m not even kidding lol. Ty for reading and have a nice day <3

[currymanganese]

The Bear & Can't Hardly Wait - Deconstructing a Highschool romcom

After making these posts about possible references to Can't Hardly Wait (1998) in The Bear Season 2, I watched the movie today and I'm now convinced that Carmy and Claire's relationship was a riff on Preston and Amanda's relationship in Can't Hardly Wait.

In Can't Hardly Wait, Amanda is beautiful, the most popular girl in Highschool, and Preston is the shy nerdy kid that sat next to her in 8th grade English class. Amanda doesn't notice Preston, but after Amanda's jock boyfriend breaks up with her, Preston (who has been nursing a crush on Amanda for four years) works up the nerve to try to ask her out at a graduation party before he leaves for college. Touched by a love letter he wrote to her, Amanda reciprocates his feelings and they share a kiss in a train station before Preston departs, while a "where are they now?" caption fades into the scene, indicating that Amanda (who has no plans for what to do after HS yet) wrote a letter to Preston everyday while he was in college, and that Amanda and Preston are still together in the present day.

I believe Fak was hoping for Carmy to have a 'Happily-Ever-After' story with Claire, like Preston and Amanda did, but unfortunately, Carmy isn't Preston, and Claire certainly isn't Amanda. I believe Storer and Calo deliberately made viewers recall teen romcoms like Can't Hardly Wait with the Claire/Carmy subplot in Season 2, with the intent that we'd think:

Preston/Amanda's and Claire/Carmy's first kisses can be compared below, take note of the song played over Carmy and Claire's kiss and the end credit scenes in both works: Can't Hardly Wait by The Replacements (Fak's favourite song 😭).

[unabashegirl]

Enticing 24 (HS)

Summary: Harry is a young billionaire and CEO of his own company. He mostly keeps to himself, he is stern and very meticulous when it comes to business. He also likes to keep his personal life very private for the sake of his newly born son Oliver Styles. It isn't until he meets Y/N Y/L/N that everything changes. She becomes his new nanny after his previous one quits due to personal reasons. She is young, caring, and sweet. Will they ignore their feelings? Will Harry's girlfriend accept their love and leave them? Will she be able to cope with his busy agenda? What about Oliver's mother? Where is she? Who is she?

— all chapters of Enticing —

words: 1.4K

Unfortunately, like everything good, the vacation had to end. And to everyone’s dismay, they all had to leave Italy behind. Alessandro was particularly sad to leave his family behind. William was just happy to get back to his routine, much like Harry. On the other hand, Michael was excited to get back to the US with Violet, to pick up where they had left off. Y/N was happy to get back to Oliver, but still felt the blues of leaving behind such an incredible trip.

“I am excited to have a burger” William pointed out as they all boarded the jet in Milan “And some fries. We should stop before getting back to the apartments”.

“That’s actually not a bad idea” Michael responded as he carried Violet's purse and her coat and settled them on a seat. “Or have it delivered before we get home”.

“I just want to sleep in my own bed and see Oliver” Harry mumbled, which earned him a smile from Y/N.

“I am excited to see him too.” She could only imagine how big he had gotten in the last few weeks. Y/N just wanted to cuddle him to death and never leave him behind again. The break from working had been nice, but she no longer considered taking care of Oliver as work. He was just a perk of working for Harry.

“Welcome aboard, Mr. Styles” one of the stewardesses greeted him as she offered hot, wet towels to the couple. “How was your trip?” She asked as Harry diligently wiped and cleaned his hands. Y/N could tell that she had a little crush on Harry, her eyes sparkles as soon as she began speaking to him.

“Amanda. Very lovely. Thank you” he was sharp and precise. “What’s being served for dinner?” Harry asked as he reached out and helped wipe Y/N’s hands.

“Duck”

“With?”

“I- I” Amanda cleared her throat as attempted to remember the rest of the food. “I will have to get back to you, Mr. Styles. I am not that sure. Excuse me” she said disappearing to the back of the jet.

“Who is going to tell her that he doesn’t actually care for the menu and just wanted to test her?” Alessandro pulled his shoes off as he got comfortable in his seat. “Stronzo” he whispered as he pulled a blanket over his body. “Your mind games are too much”.

“It’s her job. She should know” Harry shrugged, pulling Y/N into his arms.

“She has a crush on you. She cares” Y/N had downloaded a few movies on her phone to entertain herself and Harry. Even though, he would deny ever needing movies to keep his mind busy. However, Y/N had caught him watching The Real Housewives with her. For this flight, she had downloaded some psychological thrillers including Shutter Island along with some romcoms.

Y/N decided to start with Shutter Island in the hopes that it would make the time go quicker. She laid with her back against Harry’s chest and her legs stretched out. Harry’s head lay on her shoulder while his right arm would hold her by her waist and kept her in place.

“This is just not adding up” Y/N whispered as her eyes remained glued to her screen. “Where is this Rachel girl?”

“She is probably dead. There is no way she survived the storms” Harry whispered back. An hour had gone by as the majority of the people on the jet had fallen asleep except for them. They were too entertained with the movie to sleep.

All a sudden, a notification on her phone pops up. It was an iMessage from James — her ex. As soon as she can read the title, her finger swipes up and hides the notification. Her heart accelerates, and she mentally prays that he wasn’t able to see it. When his tight grip on her loses, she knows that is too late and Harry had seen it.

“Come” was the only thing he said to get after stopping the movie and standing up. He guides her to the back of the jet where their bedroom is situated and shuts the door, keeping his back towards her as he tries to compose himself and narrow his thoughts down.

Y/N sat on the bed and waited for him to ask away.

“Is James your ex-boyfriend?” He asked after a few awkward minutes of silence.

“Yes”

“Why is he texting you?” Harry turned to look at her, wanting to see her eyes when she told him.

“I have no idea” Harry chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair. “What’s so funny?”.

“That you keep lying to me! Is this the first text that you’ve gotten from him? Yes or No” He inquired, trying his best to keep his voice down. The last thing he wanted was for the rest or for the crew to hear them have an argument.

“I- I” she was lost for words. She could tell that he was beyond angry. His muscles were tense, his jaw was clenched, and his breathing was ragged. Y/N was scared to tell him the truth.

“I said yes or no, Y/N!” He yelled, making her ears ring.

“No. I’ve received them since Rome” she confessed, there was nothing to hide because at the beginning she hadn’t texted him back. She had just ignored him.

The situation with James was more complex than she liked it to be. The man had the power to persuade her with just the snap of his fingers and he had done so for the majority of their relationship. That had been the reason Y/N had left that night. She had snuck out of the house after months of planning it.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Same reason you didn’t tell me that you were speaking with Ashley!” Y/N responded after realizing that Harry was asking for an apology after he had done the same thing. She was also not happy with his tone or how he was making her feel like a cheater.

“Don’t turn this around!” Harry, spat, “You bloody well know why I didn’t tell you!”

“Calm down!” Y/N raised to her feet, wanting to stop feeling small beside him.

“When are you meeting up with him?” He asked as he paced around the room. Y/N was confused as to how he knew that she was planning to meet up with him. She hadn’t told him nor the text that he had sent said so. She stared at him confused as she tried to put everything together.

“Answer me!” He dictated since his patience was running low.

“You read my texts! When?” Suddenly everything made sense. Harry knew about James, and long before today.

“It doesn’t matter” his tone changed drastically, “when are you meeting up with him?”

“You are looking through my phone and yelling at me like a little kid. I am your girlfriend and I deserve answers.”

“When we were in Rome!”

“Why? Have I not been more than trusting with you?” She was now angry. Y/N was angry enough to start crying from how frustrating everything had become with him.

“When are you seeing him?” He asked again, ignoring the words that had just left her mouth.

“ANSWER ME!” She yelled, feeling not heard.

“Yes, but —”

“You ask me to blindly trust you, but when it comes to me, you can’t? Can you hear the nonsense?”

“It is not the same thing, because I never did anything from you!” Y/N laughed sarcastically as she wiped the tears that streamed down her face from anger.

“You met up with her in your office and I had to find out by the mouth of your ex-girlfriend” She sniffed, “You are a hypocrite, and I am sick of all of this. I am not going to sit around and let you accuse me of cheating. You did a wonderful job convincing everyone that you loved me, so much that I almost fell for it”...

Click below and join our community on Patreon if you wish to continue reading Enticing and get access to 5 more chapters.

[alj4890]

Perceive

(Thomas Hunt x OC) in a Choices Red Carpet Diaries One Shot

As requested by @hopelessromantic1352 with the prompt: "I see the way you look at me when you think I'm not looking.

A/N Not a part of any of my AU's for this otp, but still one I could see happening for them. For this prompt, Thomas and Amanda only casually know one another through their mutual friend, Ryan Summers.

Masterlist

***************

An exclusive resort in The Maldives...

Ryan Summers, Hollywood's most beloved leading man, was determined to get away for a month. He decided that not only would he leave all his stresses behind, but that those he was fond of should come along and make it an epic vacation.

He gathered his eclectic group of friends and persuaded them to all join him at a resort in The Maldives . He secured the rooms, booked activities, and even made an itinerary of spa reservations he personally selected for each one of his guests.

Now that he was on one of the tiny islands, he immediately began to relax. He looked over at his oldest friend and knew there was at least one in their group who needed to find a way to loosen up and enjoy things that weren't necessarily work.

Thomas Hunt did not want to go on vacation. He would have preferred to remain in his home or even in the studio, preparing for his next project. Unfortunately for him, Ryan was one of the few people in his life he couldn't refuse.

"I think we've finally reached paradise." Ryan removed his sunglasses so he could fully take in the beauty of the white sandy beach and turquoise water.

Thomas merely grunted in agreement.

"You're not impressed, are you?" Ryan asked.

"Of course I am." Thomas replied. "It's only that this is unnecessary."

"Unnecessary?" Ryan repeated in disbelief. "This is extremely necessary."

He placed his hand on Thomas's shoulder and gave him a slight shake.

"You are going to die of a heart attack if you don't find a way to relax every once in a while."

"I'm in perfect shape." Thomas argued. "I eat right, exercise, and--'"

"And when's the last time you took a vacation." Ryan countered. "I mean one, where you traveled somewhere not because you were scouting for possible locations to shoot your next film."

"I don't need vacations." His friend folded his arms. "I'm perfectly content with how I live my life."

"Uh huh." Ryan rolled his eyes. "At least try, for my sake, to enjoy this brief reprieve from your usual schedule."

Thomas watched him walk away to greet a few other people who'd newly arrived. He still didn't see why he had to be dragged along on this venture. He understood that Ryan might need a break from his hectic schedule. The man had been filming back to back movies for the past two years.

Thomas, on the other hand, relished having a packed schedule. Downtime meant the creativity had ceased to flow. He needed it to remain at its peak so that his films struck the audiences with the appropriate emotional gut punch he attempted to have in each one.

Now here he was in what was undeniably paradise with nothing to do.

Releasing a deep sigh, he decided to go see what his villa was like.

*****************

"Room service."

Amanda, the Duchess of St Orella, looked towards her door in surprise. She hadn't ordered anything since she just arrived. She set aside the clothes she'd begun to unpack and went to see just what had been ordered.

"Ryan!" She hugged the man who stood in her doorway. "It's so good to see you again!"

He squeezed her, lifting her off her feet and causing her to giggle.

"How long has it been, Duchess?" He asked once he set her on her feet.

"Much too long." She replied. "Between your schedule and my own, I think the last time we saw it each other was at that charity gala in Madrid."

He winced. "That was over a year ago."

"I know." She smiled at him. "Some of us are too popular to visit friends."

"Trust me, I would happily spend a lot more time in Cordonia." He walked over to the sliding glass door, looking out at the beauty framed before them. "I intend on making some changes in my life."

"What kind?" She asked.

"The kind where I can sit back and enjoy life before I get too old to do so." Ryan replied, turning once more to face her. "In fact, I hope this vacation makes us all want to make those necessary changes."

"I'd like to." She admitted. "After Liam's whirlwind of a coronation and wedding, I could use a break."

"Good." He was relieved to hear her say that. After talking to Thomas, he'd begun to doubt that his friends truly knew they needed a reprieve from their lifestyles.

"I'll leave you to your unpacking." He smiled his megawatt, heart stopping smile at her. "And I expect to see you taking advantage of all the relaxing activities I have planned."

"Can't wait." She told him.

"Don't forget to meet everyone for dinner tonight." He reminded her on his way out.

"I won't." Amanda promised.

She shut her door and began to wonder just who else Ryan had invited along on this journey.

***********************

An hour before dinner, Amanda changed into a sundress. She stepped out on her shared veranda with the the villa next door to admire their private infinity pool. Her breath caught at the site of the sun setting, making everything around seem almost magical.

She'd never really been into tropical destinations for vacations, but even she was moved by the sheer beauty of the place.

Her attention drifted over to the right when she heard the slight shooshing of a sliding glass door being opened.

A smile lit up her face when she saw who her neighbor would be for the next couple of weeks.

Thomas paused when he saw her. A hint of a smile curved his lips as he went to join the young woman he'd come to know through Ryan.

"Amanda." He greeted. "I see Ryan dragged you into this too."

She laughed while shaking his hand. "He is very difficult to say, no, to."

"Indeed he is." He slipped his hands in his pockets. Glancing about, he asked, "Are you here with Randolph?"

"We ended things about six months ago."

"Ah." He replied. "I'm sorry."

"There's no need to be." She smiled at him. "We both realized that though we are fond of each other, there simply wasn't any spark."

"I'm glad then that neither of you is left heartbroken." He leaned against the railing, keeping his gaze upon her.

"What about you?" Amanda asked. "Any new romances the gossip networks failed to mention?"

He chuckled, shaking his head. "None. I've been far too busy to even think of dating."

"What a pity." She muttered.

His eyes narrowed somewhat, wondering what she meant by that.

She cocked her head towards her villa. "Want to walk with me? It's almost time to meet Ryan and everyone else for dinner."

"Of course." He fell into step beside. "We are neighbors, after all."

Amanda's smile grew at the thought. "I suppose that means we will be seeing a lot of each other these next few weeks."

Thomas cut his eyes towards her. "I suppose so."

****************

The next few days, the pair saw each other more than they anticipated.

In the mornings, Thomas took advantage of their private pool to do his daily laps. By the time he finished, Amanda was usually coming out to try and get a tan. It became a habit of Thomas drying off so he could help apply sunblock to her back.

They'd then sit side by side, lounging in the sun together, talking over whatever came to mind. Often they would sit in a companionable silence, simply enjoying the peaceful surroundings.

When lunch time came around, they'd either share room service or go to one of the resort's restaurants. When out, they would be joined by some of Ryan's friends or the actor himself. They'd then go change and enjoy one of the excursions Ryan had planned.

The times where they were invited to do different activities, apart from one another, they'd meet up for dinner.

Thomas found himself enjoying this trip more so than he'd first thought he would.

And then... Ryan's beach party happened.

****************

"Each time I think this place can't possibly become more beautiful, I see something like this." Amanda gestured to the small beach softly lit while dusk fell across the sky.

Ryan handed her a fruity cocktail and nodded as he gazed out at the picture perfect setting.

"This really is paradise." He said, smiling softly at her. "I'm glad to see we are all enjoying it."

"I know I am." She glanced over to where Thomas was talking to a few other people.

Ryan followed her gaze, his brow furrowed for a moment at the way she was looking at his oldest friend.

When Thomas looked over towards them, Amanda quickly averted her eyes.

Ryan was highly amused at this new development. Deciding to see if anything might be revealed, he cleared his throat.

"Now that you're single," he winked at her, "how about I start introducing you to some people I think you might like."

Amanda blushed somewhat. "Given you know mostly glamorous actors, I don't think I would be what they are looking for in a significant other."

"Of course you are!" He made a show of looking about to ask for someone else's opinion. "Thomas!"

Amanda stilled when he motioned for him to join them.

Thomas excused himself and came over. Cocking his eyebrow in question, he looked back and forth between the two.

"I need your opinion." Ryan began. "Now that Amanda's single, don't you think she's perfect for--"

"Stop!" She laughed nervously. "There's no need to ask anyone anything like that."

Her cheeks were burning with the thought of Thomas being put on the spot. Of course he'd say she was perfect for someone else. What else could he say with her standing right there? Pity and kind lies were the last things she wanted from him.

"Then you'll let me introduce you to some people once we return home?" Ryan prodded.

Amanda would have promised him her firstborn just to get out of this conversation.

"Yes." She began to inch away from the two men. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to find somewhere to sit down."

Thomas watched her leave, a bemused expression upon his face.

"What was that all about?"

"Just Amanda being her usual shy self." Ryan chuckled as he finished off his cocktail.

"Ah." Thomas replied.

He continued to study her as she sat down near a place lighted with lanterns and tiki torches.

"She's something, isn't she?" Ryan nudged him with his elbow.

Thomas slowly nodded. "She is very easy to be around."

"That she is." Ryan conceded. "But I think that there's something more to her than that."

Thomas returned his attention to the conversation. "What do you mean?"

"She's attractive." Ryan replied. "Though she doesn't see it, which makes her all the more endearing."

Thomas eyed him. "Is that why you invited her?"

"No." Ryan quickly replied. "I genuinely like her."

"Ah." It was all becoming clear to Thomas. "You're planning on asking her out."

Ryan's eyes widened. "What? No. At one time I thought we might make a good match, but too much time went by and we were too good of friends to chance dating." He shook his head. "I intend on finding her someone."

"Is that why you called me over?" Thomas grumbled, already feeling his rebellious nature rearing its head at the thought of being set up on a blind date of sorts. "You wanted me to be the one with her?"

"Not at all. The thought never crossed my mind of setting up the two of you." Ryan lied. "I simply wanted you to help me convince her that she could easily be a part of our world if she found someone from it she liked."

"Oh." Thomas didn't particularly like that notion either. The thought of her with someone else he knew did not sit well at all.

"Once she falls for whomever I find for her, she'll see that she's perfect within our society."

Ryan, quite pleased with himself, walked away to talk to others after seeing a fierce frown appear on Thomas's face.

****************

Amanda found herself drinking more than she normally would have in the hopes of erasing the fact that she suspected Ryan was talking to everyone about setting her up. She downed a few more fruity cocktails when she recalled that he most likely talked to Thomas about her.

Wincing over that notion, she waved a waiter over for another refill.

"Of all the men," she mumbled to herself, "he would tell that one."

She had no intention of ever falling for a man from Hollywood. She knew her jealous nature and her vast array of insecurities. The thought of seeing someone she was in love with share a passionate love scene with some gorgeous, couldn't be physically possible to look like that, actress would be the end of any peace of mind she possessed.

She knew what she could and could not handle and actors were a definite, no.

What about directors, her traitorous mind whispered.

Amanda lifted her eyes, searching the small crowd for the man she'd grown increasingly close.

She felt herself melt when she saw him illuminated by some torches.

He's so handsome.

Seeing him in various states of dress, from his swim trunks to his suits had done a number on her ability to try to be unmoved by how attractive he was.

She knew she was staring at him more and more as the days went by. The thing was, it wasn't because she thought him the sexiest man she'd ever had the good fortune to meet. She had somehow ended up falling for him.

She loved all the moments she had alone with him. His dry humor had the ability to make her laugh until tears came to her eyes. She adored hearing his deep voice talk about anything from the weather to a movie he thought she might enjoy. His calm nature, though somewhat jaded, meshed well with her own optimism.

She'd even caught him a time or two looking at her with a slight smile to his lips. He seemed to enjoy his time with her as much as she did hers with him.

Or is it because he can only handle these people in small doses, she wondered.

Whatever it was, she was losing her heart and couldn't think of how to make it stop.

****************

Thomas could tell she was staring at him again. Without being too obvious, he cut his eyes over to where she sat. He wasn't one to normally be pleased with drawing attention, yet something about having Amanda's was different.

He actually wanted her to notice him.

He enjoyed having her to himself this past week. And though he initially bucked at the thought of Ryan setting him up with her, he wouldn't mind testing the waters, especially since she seemed more than receptive. He only wanted to do so without any pressure from outside sources.

He watched her as she joined Ryan's group. Her smile seemed a touch strained but her laugh had the same rich sound he'd become used to.

Thomas's brow furrowed when he saw her squeeze Ryan's hand then leave, disappearing into the darkness.

Excusing himself once again from the group he was currently talking to, he pulled Ryan aside.

"Where did she go?" He whispered.

"Who?" Ryan purposely remained oblivious.

"Amanda." Thomas hissed.

"Oh." Ryan shrugged. "She went back to her villa."

"Why?" Thomas prodded. "Was something wrong?"

"I don't know." Ryan replied.

He took a few steps forward to only be yanked back.

"You don't know?" Thomas bit out. "How do you not know? You're one of the nosiest people I know to not have a career in journalism."

"She didn't say why she was leaving. I assumed she was tired." Ryan responded. "And since I assumed she was tired, I saw no reason to question her."

Thomas glared at him. The one time he wanted information on someone and his only source was absolutely useless.

"I'm going to make sure she's okay." He grumbled, walking away.

Ryan fought back a smile.

*****************

"Just a minute!" Amanda yelled out.

She struggled out of her sundress. Once off, she straightened the strapless bikini she'd worn underneath it as she headed towards the door.

Without checking to see who it was, she opened it, stilling at the sight of the man in front of her.

Thomas froze. He'd never seen her before in a swimsuit like the one she was currently in.

"Um." He forced his eyes off her body. "I, I saw you leave and wanted to make certain you were all right."

"I am." She mumbled. "I had too much to drink and thought I should come back here to sober up."

He nodded. She didn't sound too tipsy. In fact, the way she spoke didn't reveal she'd had anything to drink.

"What were you going to do?" He asked, his gaze drifting along her curves.

"I was going to go for a swim to clear my head."

His eyes lifted to hers. Tilting his head in thought, he walked inside her villa, pausing until he was just a couple of feet away from her.

"Want some company?"

NO! Her mind screamed out. The last thing she needed in her current frame of mind was to see him half naked in the moonlight.

"I wouldn't mind yours." She replied instead.

His smile grew bigger. "I'll go change."

She slumped against a chair once he was gone.

"This is a bad idea." She muttered.

A few minutes later, she was cursing her luck. It wasn't like she hadn't seen Thomas in nothing but trunks before. She supposed what was different was that she knew she'd fallen for him and wished she could touch him the way her dreams allowed her to.

Thomas tossed a robe and towel on a lounge chair and dove into the water.

He came to the surface, smoothing his hair back.

"Come on in." He encouraged when she simply stood there staring at him. "The water feels warm."

She slid on the next to the last step and went under.

A slight tremble rushed through her that had nothing to do with being chilled.

She decided to use the steps instead of jumping into the water. She didn't trust herself enough to keep from drowning.

She resurfaced, gasping for air.

Thomas helped get her hair out of her eyes, then set his hands on her waist.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"Yes." She coughed. "I'm fine."

The two bobbed in the water, simply looking at each other.

"You can, um, let me go. I'm not going to drown tonight." She tried to joke.

Thomas kept his arms around her. He'd thought her pretty, but something about tonight and seeing her in a bathing suit that revealed so much of her figure to perfection, made him make a few quick life changing decisions.

"I see the way you look at me when you think I'm not looking."

Amanda felt like she wanted to walk into the ocean and never stop until she sank beneath the waves.

He's seen me staring at him! Oh dear Lord. What must he think of me?!

"I'm so," she swallowed, trying to find the appropriate words for how embarrassed she felt, "mortified."

"If you'd kept looking," he added, ignoring that confession, "you would have seen me looking at you the same way."

Amanda's eyes flew to his face to see if he was messing with her.

He tugged her close to truly test what might be between them. "And now I wonder..."

Thomas pressed a tender kiss to her lips.

He could feel her stiffen in shock at first, then her arms wrapped around his neck.

The kiss deepened as the two moved even closer together.

Legs tangled while they embraced. Hands moved along the other as desire spiked through their veins. Thomas could feel her smiling against his lips.

He pulled back to look into her eyes. His own lips curved at the feelings of having her in his arms evoked.

"Perhaps I should wonder more often." He murmured.

She smiled, kissing him once more, and whispered.

"Perhaps you should."

[noodleswithsoba-blog]

My Invincible OC: Jason Blake.

So... my Viltrumite Swap AU, or Thragg n' Nolan switch roles and the butterfly effect causes massive changes, namely... just who is Jason Blake, otherwise known as Invincible?

Quick Facts.

Name: Jason Cassius Blake.

Birthday: 11/2.

Favorite color: Blue.

Named after the Greek Hero, Jason.

Backstory.

"So wait... you're an alien, which means I'M an alien?"

"Is that concerning to you, son?"

"No! It's cool!"- Jason's reaction to being told the Viltrumite story.

Jason was born a while after Thragg arrived to Earth and took the name Thomas Blake. His wife, Reyna, was already a heroine and impressed him with her strength. Reyna's looks prevailed over Thragg's in Jason's case, giving him golden eyes and golden hair.

The circumstances of Jason's birth actually made Thragg a little nervous, unsure if his wife's great strength would allow for their continued survival.

Little did Thragg know that his choice of wife combined with his already buffed Viltrumite strength would give Jason an edge over most enemies.

Throughout Jason's early days, Reyna and Thragg would swap taking care of him. Reyna saw it as bonding between father and son. She was right, of course...

Unfortunately, like the mainline universe, Life has a way of making tragedy happen to the main character no matter what. Turns out Reyna's mutation was rebelling against her body, with symptoms reminding Thragg of the Scourge Virus.

She made him swear to raise Jason to be kind, to fight for his home, because the baton is passed to him now.

Having also become a Guardian of the Globe, Jason grew up with the other guardians being a sort of fictive aunts and uncles. So he wasn't without love or care, just that Thragg tried his best to put walls between him and his son so he couldn't feel too much.

But Thragg had to become both Mother and Father to his son, and this is where he begins to change.

Personality.

So, Jason was raised by Thragg, which made him put aside a lot of his feelings to accomplish his goals. He also inherited his mother's hotbloodedness and some optimism from her too. It borders on being naive, which is what kills Thragg the most.

Jason's also kind of a fighter, having a scrappy style that's dirtier than most. He tends to get snappy with Rex and butts heads with Robot because he hates how logical he is.

He may be the smartest thing in the room, but Jason doesn't like the ideas Robot has. While they're right, he leans more towards his father's stories of conquerors and how they ended horribly.

He was encouraged to be part of the Teen Team as a way to get friends 'like him' that way he wouldn't feel alone... but he's oil and water with the guys.

Eventually, Rex and him get along.

But he's nice to Eve and Kate (and Amanda eventually.). Even with the Teen Team and going to school, Jason's still pretty lonely. His first power was super strength, then flight, then durability.

He's a very solemn kid sometimes. Even though the Guardians and his Dad are around, he feels like he's out of place. Unanchored, like any minute he's going to drift away.

Thragg did his best to raise his son as humanly as possible, but there's always this secretiveness between them. But he always seems to know if his son's in trouble.

Also imagine Thragg being involved in the parent's side of things when Jason was in Elementary School. Gossiping with the moms and chatting with the dads, because he sees it as coming across as more human.

Jason does okay in school, his father tried to push him to be in more programs and expand his horizons. Jason's pretty good at writing stories and really wanted to become a comic book writer so his dad's stories could somehow be kept up with.

In most encounters, Jason covers up his fear with confidence and is a little quippy. Until the absolute SLAUGHTER that is his father's 'education'.

Jason gets traumatized, Thragg flies away, after saying... "When you get stronger, come find me, son."

Not even an apology, not even a sort of way to put a bandaid on a bullet wound, just another goal. (Thragg's breaking too, which is why he leaves. he loves his son, and would do anything to not give him the same fate as his brethren, but here it is.)

Needless to say after the beatdown, Jason's angry. His anger is turned on any villains he encounters. Cecil's trying to rein him in but how can you calm a kid who lost the only parent he has?

The fact that Immortal lashes out at him is even tougher. He has no one, but he still helps. Why?

Because it makes him happy to see people live their lives, to just be. So Cecil uses that for structure, gives the kid some kind of peace. All he has to do is work for him.

Surprisingly, Allen and Jason get along famously. Two sorta himbos who just wanna life their lives and well, make silly mistakes sometimes get along.

He's extremely self-sacrificial, and refuses to be selfish, it doesn't contribute to his own code of survival. Sends him clashing against Viltrumite Prince Mark.

The Suit.

Art made Jason a suit, and instead of being similar to his father's, Jason got a cool yellow and blue suit with a bright blue cape and boots, but no pads. So it's similar to Mark's Blue and Black suit. Jason doesn't have the goggles because they'd break anyway.

Later on, the cape goes away and becomes the kilt-like form that Thragg has. This comes in Post Season-2, when Jason's more alone than ever and it's more of a comfort move for him.

Romance?

I honestly have no idea. I like him and Eve, but at the same time it'd take a little longer than Mark and Eve in canon, mostly because our boy is a little more closed off than Mark is. So yeah, if I ever get a solid way of putting them together, I will. Same counts for anybody else.

If any of you have ideas, please feel free to share them!

[silverusso]

What about Terry and Mike in the OT3? are they a thing to or do they only agree to share Daniel?

My boy always gets sidelined, and this dynamic gets ignored even more than Labarnes, which is also criminally underrated. I get it, cause Mike and Terry spent most of their screentime separately and with Daniel, in kk3 and ck s5, and so we really don’t have much to go on, unfortunately. But I’m gonna go full meta on this, even if I sound delulu.

So look, Terry says "perfect" like 4 times? And it’s always in reference to Mike. He’s just like me fr.

Mike is sort of the Johnny to Terry’s Kreese, in a sense? I say this loosely because there’s a sort of fatherly attachment in that dynamic that isn’t present here. Kreese trained Johnny, and so he sort of molded him and contributed to Johnny’s success as a two-time avt champ. Mike came to Terry already a national champion, and going by his reputation as "Karate’s Bad Boy", whoever trained him was either giving him the Cobra Kai kool-aid on steroids, or Mike was just that fucked up naturally lol. And Mike really is perfect because Terry doesn’t need to put any time or effort into him. Mike is just another financial investment, and Terry loves throwing his money around. And Mike even negotiates with him like a boss. He walked in there, not batting an eye at Terry being butt ass naked in a tub, and really said "50% or I walk" and Terry was just like "bet." AND Mike says he wants that shit in writing, and Terry draws up a whole contract with a real lawyer?? Promising 50% of Cobra Kai to this kid??? Mike is honestly so iconic. I said this before, but Mike was pretty much poised to become the face of Cobra Kai. He was supposed to be their champion and their saving grace. They were going to open dojos all over the valley when not if he won. Half of which he’d legally own. So he was basically inheriting Terry’s legacy as well.

was this really necessary sir

and this

Granted, Terry has a personal space issue with like everyone, apparently, but still, grabbing his hair? It’s not even like Mike has long hair for him to grab in the first place. And I don’t think you have to practically spit in his mouth to pretend threaten him.💀

literally, why are they standing this way

just look at the way Daniel and Kreese look at him😭

It’s giving

And then in s5, Terry burned down Mike’s store, and of course everyone links that to his jealousy over Daniel. But that store was Mike’s father-in-law’s store. So yeah it affected Mike, but it obviously affected his wife much worse lbr. And what did this lead to? Supposedly, Mike’s wife leaving him. So he basically ruined Mike’s marriage the same way he tried to do with Daniel and Amanda. 👀

And okay idc if this is a reach but Mike being on something even "stronger" than alcohol...While Terry confirmed he was on crack back in the 80s.......Remember Daniel's "your ponytailed pimp" line.

And when he mocks Johnny for being dumb and "attacking me on my own turf" which technically was Mike’s idea, BUT earlier he also said, "Uh oh, fellas, I don’t think this is gonna turn out like you thought it would." only AFTER Mike got knocked out. Because even though they would have still been outnumbered with Mike in the fight, he knew none of his little foot fist ninjas were going to stand a chance against Mike. So Mike is taken out of the fight and just like tossed in another room, which puts him conveniently out of harm's way. It’s not like he was locked in or whatever so I don’t think the major concern here was keeping him from waking up and rejoining the fight.

And btw, Mike’s plan was what ended up saving the day, cause Terry arrived too late to the dojo and was in no condition to fight Daniel. King Shit.💅

Then Terry leaves Chozen for dead in his pool and tells the senseis to pull an mk fatality on Johnny. And Mike? Just let him sleep it off. <33

like hello??

Terry knew what he was doing. He wanted Mike back by his side on a pretty leash and Daniel on his knees for him.

[triedxtrue]

amanda fix) [THE UNJUSTIFIED]. Please welcome [ELIZA ARMSTRONG(she/her)] to Huntsville, WV. They are an [22]-year-old [RESIDENT] who lives in [THE COMMUNE]. You may see them around working as a [CASHIER AT THE FOOD MARKET]. Poor unfortunate soul. We’ll see if they survive.

Full Name: Eliza Cade Armstrong Nicknames: Liza, Liz, El. She's not picky nor cares much Occupation: Cashier at the food market Living situation: Commune Status-Resident Eliza Armstrong was born in Huntsville and has grown up in the town since birth. Her parents were two very anxious first time parents who had never planned on kids and yet ended up with kids. Her parents, however, were a bit naive and tended to fumble when it came to parenting. She was taken care of to the best of their ability but it still meant some things weren't done tradionally.

A lot of Eliza's learning came from the neighborhood grandma's who contributed to her giving nature and her need to help others. They taught her spelling and letters. They taught her compassion and love. All things her patents could do but not in full with them still day dreaming of forming that rock band of theirs.

She moved through school simply enough. She was social and made friends. She was active in basketball to start but then turned to wanting to learn to shoot guns and be outdoors. She got great grades when she was there but with a rocky situation in town school wasn't always her focus. When she was old enough she moved herself into the commune to start to make her own life. She fully believes in the commune and for what it stands for. Those people were her second family and that girl will be there for them if they need it.

Eliza loves to go out hunting for supplies and venturing into the woods. She's fearless in that regard and loves a good thrill seeking adventure. She also goes out of her way to help others. Meaning sometimes if people were low on ration cards she spares hers and go without a meal or two. She says it's fine. She can be found engaging with the kiddos showing them new games or helping with studies. At work she's a hard worker willing to put in her share and more.

During the earthquake situation, however, Eliza did lose her parents. The two fumbling fools managed to get themselves killed and swallowed up when the ground split. She didn't witness it but some towns folk told her about it and she wasn't sure how to feel. She loves her parents but that maternal connection was never really established. They were more like good friends trying to raise a kid. She only took a few days before going back to work and back to her usual upbeat nature.

The girl loves her trinkets too. Old music boxes, things that get brought in like old cassette players and cd players and things of another time. She collects them even if they aren't of any use and sometimes she's good for tearing things apart to rebuild them and see if they can function in a new way.

Some of Eliza's favorite things are thunderstorms, shooting her gun/hunting, reading, painting if she can find any paint to do so but she isn't opposed to using some dirt and calling it a painting, volunteering, teaching, and collecting items. While she has a lot of great qualities about her there are the lesser of course.

The lesser being that she does dive headfirst into a situation without much consideration for danger. She sees the need to help and goes. She also tends to be too kind and people can take advantage of that at times. Her level of trust is mild. She will open up but don't cross her as she does have a temper once triggered. She also is one to not always feed herself or get enough sleep. Bubbly she may be she is also chronically exhausted and sometimes that is a risk.

[imzsuzsis-blog]

The matter is settled, Loki is sitting here in the chair, in fact he sat in the chair all night and did not recover from the shock. Even after the interviews, the cops called him, he was paid and they have him safe and sound, whoever did this will be punished for what he did. When they told me, I went from the field to the police in quick steps, when I saw him, I immediately fell on his neck with tears in my eyes, but they took him off because I had to tell the team what I said there. It is possible that they will be included in a small local Kirmi newspaper, but at least I will draw your attention to this.(yesterday)

"Lando."

,,Yes?"

I went over to him and started caressing his face with tears in my eyes, I can only move out with official supervision because of the shit on my ankle, even though I haven't committed any crime recently.

"That's a bit much for me."

"Believe me too, Loki."

I sat on his lap, but he and I both moaned sadly but painfully, yesterday Amanda was here, she said unfortunately she only has a ticket for this one grand prix, and there is further training. I visited a better gynecological clinic in Montreal, everything was better and more modern than at home.

"Amnada, let's just get over this."

I groaned sadly, I should have been very happy, good race, even better second place.

————————-

The next day

My damn mood swings didn't leave me alone halfway through sobbing and laughing. I had to leave Loki in the hotel room because that's what the fazon who will be guarding him from now on said, and even that we should meet in secret because these are already "big" and a gay couple would be messing around here. In frustration, I almost punched him in the face, in reality I have received homophobic comments several times when I said that I am a gay and trans boy, now I am a trans man and on top of that, I am also intersex, there was a time when I was beaten for this in the open street and things were taken from me, just like that inflated by the media.

"Lando, are you okay? Your eyes are like tears, have you been crying?”

"Alex, it's not a little, he's a bastard who supervises me..."

I gave him my ankle.

"He told me to secretly date Loki."

"This is such a dick."

"I know, I loved him, what should I do?"

I fell on his neck and he signaled.

,,Shut up!!! He's my buddy not a fucking driller!!!!”

I looked at him and bit my lip with tears in my eyes.

"It's unbelievable that he signed up and thought I was a drug dealer."

He caressed my hair, I held the sleeve of my pullover over my mouth with the ends of my fingers and sobbed, Loki teased. He's the one who can always comfort me in every situation, even now I'm in doubt, let him hug me.

"Five steps distance, sir."

I saw him shaking in fear.

"He will guard me until the matter is resolved, I'm sorry."

"What case?"

,,Mafia."

I watched as Lando slowly came through the gate and sobbed to himself and said "Loki, Loki". He stops for a moment, takes deep breaths and starts stroking his belly, look up, look up, but he's still sobbing. I read on the internet that you can't approach him, he's got electronic ankle cuffs or something, I don't know, he's got a pulse, like a fucking sniper, or a hired killer, or a fucking serial killer, but he's neither. Once he made a big mistake and they got fucked and he got involved in the mafia and they turned him into a prostitute. On top of that, he also appeared in porn, I know of him, I witnessed one of them in the open street. He was so 17, she hadn't even turned 18 and they scolded her for giving her one cup less than she should have, I didn't protect her, but Christian got out of the car and started screaming.

"What do you think, just a child and let him do prostitution?"

he was just babbling and babbling, but Lando dragged him with him violently, who was completely terrified.

"I think he kidnapped the boy.”

If it comes up again at some point, slowly but surely try to bring it up with him.

The other one with the older head I've seen on the internet and I showed it to Kelly and told her everything.

,,Shit morning? Right Max.”

I sat next to him and we waited for the truck that would take us around the track during the parade.

"Tell me, man."

He shook him head and was sobbing because of this shit, I didn't dare to talk about it, but maybe he doesn't like boys.

"Do you know anything about your life before the kidnapping?"

I looked straight into Max's eyes, and in front of him I took off the anklet because it was already bothering me. I went over to him.

"I'm not working on it much right now."

,, Do you have Stockholm syndrome? Jesus, maybe you're so brainwashed that you're not even gay."

"This is bullshit, Max, I remember that I was with a good boy when a big, big black guy was kidnapped with a furogon, you bastard!!!"

I took off my shoes and hit him and started booing and ran away barefoot.

Lando was almost the first to get off the truck, not too happy because he saw that dozens of people dressed in suits were looking for him off camera, because he had done something stupid again.

"Lando, what have you done?"

I looked at him and showed him what I should be wearing, but I'm not wearing it because I took it off just because it bothered me.

"I took off something I shouldn't have."

I caressed his face sexy after our kiss yesterday and waited for Oscar to kiss me again, but I knew deep down that he wouldn't know that I had a partner, we were in an impossible situation for him as well.

"But fuck you if you have to wear your own shit."

I also caressed his in a circle in the same sexy way and waited for Lando to make the first move, when we reached each other's mouths we moaned glumly that nothing would come of this kiss.

"The problem, Oscar, is that even with all my brainwashing, I can't cover you up! I still love you very much.”

I watched Lando because the whole fucking kidnapping was the biggest trauma of my life that happened right in front of my eyes, we were on our second date on the way home and a fucking van came, Lando didn't do anything, they suddenly drugged him with some good smelling substance, blindfolded him and put something on his head, I was like a Well-behaved teenager, I called the cops and the mother right away.

"I won't get up either, Lando! I still love you."

We held each other's faces, Lando leaned against the wall, I leaned against one of the chairs and we became teenagers again and started kissing wildly, even the photographers didn't bother us.

[isagrimorie]

Ezri Dax and Kathyrn Janeway meeting, maybe at Starfleet HQ or a conference on leadership and trauma? I think they'd get along in an interesting way. Also what made you love season 3 of Picard?

For the Trek Talks

They meet because Starfleet orders Captain Janeway to report to Ezri Dax for mandatory therapy -- the usual fandom choice is Deanna Troi but Starfleet recognizes that Ezri could be someone they can utilize.

Apart from the enforced leave, Starfleet made it a condition for her promotion that Janeway take mandatory therapy. Janeway does not like this-- if Janeway was already a hard customer for the EMH, Janeway is even a tougher one when it comes to mandatory therapy.

Also, Janeway's initial grumpy kneejerk reaction about Ezri is to get offended that she was assigned a child for therapy.

Ezri recognizes all these of course, and she's not at all intimidated by all the ways Janeway is trying to hack her way out of therapy. Compared to Garak, Janeway is not nearly as slippery as she thinks she is. Also, she has several lifetimes under her belt, but most importantly, Ezri Dax is a damned good therapist.

Eventually, Ezri chips away Janeway's reluctance and they begin to make some headway. Unfortunately, some crisis happens and Janeway is pulled away before she's ready to but Ezri Dax is nothing if not persistent. If the mountain can't go to therapy, therapy will go to the mountain. Or something.

After, they do become great friends but boy, were there some tough things they had to work through to get there.

----

Also, what made you love season 3 of Picard?

I know it's not everyone's cup of tea but that flavor of Trek is my exact flavor of Trek. I love the space show, the starship, the Starfleet of it all. I love the full-on minute of ship porn with the swelling music.

I love seeing Seven of Nine finally in uniform. I love a good Bridge crew, I love the pace. The dialogue, I love the complicated messiness of relationships and I got two really great conversational minefields first between Crusher and Picard and next between Ro and Picard. The weight of history between those relationships.

The weight of history between the characters.

The sheer beauty and menace of the Shrike, the SUBMARINE STYLE starship fight-- I'm a sucker for a great submarine-style starship fight.

Amanda Plummer as VADIC. The way she says: "Jean-Luc Picard."

Seven of Nine, in the background manning Ops station, hints that the maintenance and engineering is so well oiled because Seven might not have been in Starfleet in nearly two decades but she slipped back into the same person who would do efficiency reports on EVERYONE.

Voyager slowly but surely returns to Seven after two seasons of Seven not saying anything about Voyager, we finally see the ship, Seven talks about the ship and her crew.

TUVOK AND SEVEN.

It has my whole heart.

The way the Dominion war is set into the bones and DNA of the Federation and Starfleet that it clearly left a mark. The DS9 callbacks, the way the virus idea from Dark Frontier pays off in Federation Day, assimilating people unknowingly. (Because Admiral Janeway fucked up the Borg/Queen so bad they can't even assimilate in the way they usually did).

The promise of tomorrow.

(And from a 12 Monkeys fan -- the very, very blatant 12 Monkeys easter eggs.)

Is it a perfect season? Of course not, no Trek has a Perfect season, it could have benefitted from a few more passes, especially the last half of the season. They could have IMO done a lot more with Seven, especially with the Borg stuff-- it's the same complaint I've had of Picard since season 1.

But I get it -- the show is called Star Trek Picard and not Star Trek Seven of Nine/Legacy. But it should be. Also, 10 episodes aren't enough, and I get how the COVID precautions ate at the budget, that season 2 ate up both production and budgets.

But that's just the nature of the beast of loving a Trek show.

[judgedreddthelaw]

Black Female Warlock Guardian x Shiro-4 (18+)

Part 3 A

You- purple

Shrio- orange

Amanda- green

Taking breaths, as you look at Shiro beckoning with your finger to hither your way, you try to sway your figure to give him a little show as you walk to show him you want him to follow. Taking the hint, he follows you into down the stairs towards the Hangar and you get to the corner of where you enter the area, you turn to him kissing his “cheek” and whispering, “Let me check on the progress of my sparrow real quick and you should say hi to Amanda too, after that we can go to my ship.”……… “ Yeah, I like that.” He presses his mouth plate on your lips, he is desperately wishing he had real lips and a tongue at this moment so he could enjoy the feeling of really kissing you, that didn’t matter to you because you still enjoyed it either way, because its Shiro and you love him. As yo two go into the hangar you noticed there was nobody but Amanda and one other person. You guys figured that everyone had time off to enjoy the festivities.“Hey Amanda!”…….. “Hey girl!……………Oh, my god is that Shiro-4?!!!!!……….get over here and give me a hug you asshole!” ………. They hug and your heart warms at the sight because everyone missed him and if he ever thought that nobody cared you could remind him of this day, when other guardians who new him talked to him when we were on the way to the party. After they hug Amanda put a nice but not hard punch into his arm. “Dude why haven’t you called anybody to let us know how you are?”……. “Yeah sorry Amy……things happen and you know scouts honor can’t tell you, if i told you id have to kill ya.” …….. “Ha ha ha very funny, anyways Y/n complains about you constantly.”…….You gasp and make a click noise with your tongue. “(You blush)No I don’t!”……… She gives you a smug look “Do to.”……….. You put your tongue out to her like a little kid would do if they couldn’t win their argument. “So what can I do for you folks, this fine evening?”……. “Just wondering what the status is on my sparrow, plus wanted to say hi.”……… “Well, unfortunately your sparrow is going to take a few days luck for you, you have the next week off, and since you never brought it in for any repairs for about 4 months now?! That’s very dangerous I don’t need to remind you girl.”………. “(You rolled your eyes) It was fine I didn’t think it was a big deal, sorry.”……… “You’re lucky you’re my best bud.”…………you go behind Amanda for a hug on her shoulders and she accepts “Aright now, don’t get all mushy on me.”……….. “Your the best!”…….. “Yeah I know.(winking at you)” …….. “Well, we won’t keep you from working….we will be in my ship if you need me.” Amanda gives you a salute signaling she understands.You and Shiro walk forward until you forgot something, you tell shiro to stay there for a sec, going back to Amanda “Oh, hey if you do swing by could you, you know warn me first?” She looks at you her eyes start to go wide and forming in what’s looks like a shit eating grin on her face and her cheeks blushing at the indication you gave her. “Don’t give me “THE face”.”………… “Whaaaaaaat face?”………she smiles at like the Cheshire Cat in Alice in Wonderland…. “THAT face!” Wiggling her brow at you, “Oh don’t worry about my face, it’s your face you gotta worry about when he(she is making humping motions with her hips)pounding that ass.” You look at her in horror and madly blushing like a red plastic party cup. “Stop that…… (you shush her)….He’ll hear you stop that!”(you laugh) Giving her a fake mad look because you thought of telling her that wasn’t going to happen but it totally was. “It was nice seeing you again shiro!!!!”shouting back at him ……….. “You too!”…….…… Completely embarrassed you look at her somewhat sternly. “Just let me know.”……. “Don’t worry girl I won’t interrupt I am curious though don’t leave any details out.”

You smile at her patting her shoulder “Okay, perv.” She chuckles at you as you turn back walking to Shiro. “All good?” You nod your head and intertwining your hands, you lead him in the direction of your ship. You had Rose messaged him 3 weeks ago you traded your “Bird of Peace” in for a “Ossified Skycarver”. He whistles at the sight of the ship “Wow, it looks awesome and it’s big, it’s the Skycarver you messaged me about recently yeah?.”………. “Yeah there it is.”……….You are staring at it in awe and still impressed by this ship and you’ve had it for 3 weeks now. Shiro interrupted your train of thought with him going behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist pushing his slightly chilled mouth plate into your neck that gives you a chill in your bones, but feels nice since it’s him. You hum into the embrace enjoying yourself. He whispered in your ear “I want you to only think of me tonight, no thinking about anyone not even that guy Erin.”…….. “You mean Eric?” You look up at his face and he moves his plates to your lips again. “I wasn’t thinking about anyone since you…..(you reach behind you running your hand down palming his package)…..basically dry humped against me on the dance floor in front of everyone.”…………he speaks into your neck again………“Babe, I guarantee nobody was paying attention.”