#we did it!! we went over the 300k!!

[ian-galagher]

Chapter 23 - Into the Lion's Den

Length: 7k / total length: 306k

Rating: Explicit

Chapter summary: Mickey and Ian face a tough decision.

Summary: When Ian lands himself an internship with famous wildlife photographer Mickey Milkovich he can't believe his luck. Spending one month traveling through South Africa with his big hero is a dream come true.

Click here to read chapter 23 or here to start from the beginning!

[gay-dorito-dust]

I'm curious, how did wade and logan meet isekai gremlin reader? Did reader just fall from the sky and landed beside the two unharmed? We know wade breaks the fourth evrytime because his sentient and logan had seen worse sp if reader just straight up tells the two that they are from another universe the two would just😐👍okay. They woulb be ubothered by it

Wade and Logan first met you when they were having shawarma. It was a nice day, nothing could possibly go wrong until…

‘Ow fuck!’ You groaned as you got up from a seemingly never ending fall through the void, only to realised that you didn’t hurt as badly as you thought you did when you went to run your arm. ‘Don’t know why I said ow fuck when that didn’t actually hurt being with.’ You then murmur to yourself as you looked up to see the portal you fell from close assumably forever.

‘Did god kick you out of heaven little angel? Did you do something naughty? Blasphemous even?’ Wade asked, swallowing his last bit of shawarma, wiping himself down before he let Dogpool run your feet as you smiled down at the cutes dog you’ve ever seen. Some would say she’s ugly, the most ugliest dog they’ve ever met, but to you she’s perfect with her lopsided tongue and scruffy appearance.

‘He fucking wishes but no, I’m not an angel nor did I come from heaven.’ You told Wade as you picked up Dogpool, unbothered by the excessive licking to the face, you’d like to call it her showing you her unconditional love and affection.

‘Then where did you come from?’ Logan asked, completely unfazed by this and the dog licking your face excessively.

You shrug, not caring whether you sounded nuts for saying it. ‘Another dimension.’ You proclaimed.

Wade and Logan looked at each other before looking at you again.

‘Ah! Another overused and abused Isekai trope fanfic, like that’s surprising to anyone reading this.’ Wade then said to no one in particular.

‘The fuck is that supposed to mean scrotum face?’ You replied, holding Dogpool closer in your arms when you noticed that Wade was planing on taking her off your hands, no one was going to take this cute doggy from your hands, you’ve only met this cutie and you’d kill everyone before killing yourself if anything happened to her.

‘Look bub, Wade over here talks out of his ass, so it’s best not to take anything he says seriously.’ Logan answered for you as he got up from his seat groaning. He’s been alive for far too long to act surprised at anything at this point. A pig could sprout wings or suddenly talk and Logan wouldn’t find this out of the ordinary, that or he just was too tired and perpetually annoyed at everything to feel anything outside of that.

‘Now that our meet cute is over and done with, papa is going to need his little Mary Poppins back now.’ Wade reached out to grab Dogpool but you took a step back, still holding her close to your chest.

‘No.’ You told him. ‘She’s my Mary Poppins now.’

Wade gasps ‘are we entering our enemies to friends to lovers, 300k words, slow burn phase?’

You looked to Logan who only shrugs his shoulders. ‘I’ve got not a fucking clue what he just said just now.’ You then looked back to Wade and then little Dogpool, who was still licking your face, before deciding to bolt down the street. ‘YOU’ll never take me alive!’

You could hear Wade and Logan simultaneously cursing as they proceeded to follow after you, and at one point you could’ve sworn you heard Wade yell, ‘MY BABY! PAPA AND PAPA ARE COMING SWEETIE DONT WORRY!’ Before hearing Logan hit him in the back of the head saying, ‘damn it Wade! I ain’t no damn papa!’

You couldn’t help but laugh as you, with Dogpool in your arms, continued to run as far as you could with no real destination in mind, maybe this new dimension wouldn’t be so bad if this is how you got to live everyday. You couldn’t mind it one bit.

[chris-hallelujah]

Not a Secret Anymore | c.s.

Summary: A little mistake forces you and Chris to announce your previously secret relationship.

Contains: foul language, established relationship, minor cyberbullying, fluff, protective!Chris boyfriend!Chris, instagram post at the end

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: Hi everyone! This idea was sponsored by the boys streaming so much recently. All ideas are my own and I do not give permission for anyone to share this on another platform. BTW, the female character has the nam 'Bailie' because I personally don't love using "y/n" but hopefully that won't influence your feelings of the story.

Enjoy,

Billie

You were in Chris' bed watching him, Nick, and Matt stream on your laptop that was propped up next to you. You played Candy Crush while the boys played Dress to Impress on the stream. You knew they preferred to play other games, but the fans loved DTI so they played it every once in a while.

You and Chris had been together for almost a year, but kept it secret. You both had agreed that at your one year, you would hard launch. Chris was very nervous about how his fans were going to react. Not that he cared what they had to say about his personal life, but because he didn't want you getting hated on or attacked.

You weren't fully paying attention to the stream, more so just had it on in the background. It was about 6:00 and you were starting to get hungry. You texted Chris asking what the two of you were going to be doing for dinner. What you had not realized was that when you texted Chris, he happened to be showing the stream something on his phone. That chat started blowing up when they saw a notification come across his screen that read 'Bailie 💖' that was asking about dinner plans. "Motherfucker," Chris groaned as he snapped his phone quickly away from the camera. You still not having realized what happened, quickly looked at the computer to see what he was upset about. Your eyes widened seeing the chat.

Bailie??

WHO IS BAILIE??

Bet she's ugly

OMG DID YALL SEE THAT

DOES HE HAVE A GF

Back off bitch he's mine

OMG OMG WHAT IS HAPPENING

I want to have a heart by my name in his phone 😭

Whoever Bailie is she's lucky

You felt your heart pumping through your chest. You began to panic, Chris was the one who was more anxious about going public and now it was out there and it was kind of your fault.

"We'll be back," Matt said quickly before turning off the mic and camera. You quickly climbed out of the bed and went into Matt's room where the boys were. From your spot in the door way you could still see the chat blowing up. Chris got up once he saw you and pulled you into him.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I didn't know you had your phone out on camera. I didn't mean to I'm sorry," you let out a few panicked breaths, mumbling your apologies into his chest.

"Hey, hey, hey, kid, it's okay," he kissed the top of your head, "Not your fault. We were going to go public in a few months, yea? We just have to address it now." His calm demeanor relaxed you. "You wanna sit on the stream and let me introduce you? I think we just need to rip the bandaid off rather than trying to play it off." You nodded and he led you to the edge of Matt's bed where he sat next to you. Matt and Nick were each in a gaming chair on either side of you guys so you and Chris were in the middle of the camera view.

"Alright, you two ready?" Matt asked. You let out a deep breath that you didn't even realize you were holding, Chris grabbed your hand and interlocked your fingers.

"Ready," he gave Matt a nod and Matt turned the camera and microphone back on. The chat had slowed down a little bit but in the time you guys were all talking their viewer count had gone from about 300k views to 500k.

"Hey chat, uhhh, we're back with a special guest," Nick said looking over at you. You gave a small wave with the hand that wasn't holding Chris'.

"Everyone, this is Bailie, my girlfriend. Obviously this wasn't exactly how we had planned on telling you all, but, here we are," You let Chris take the lead in talking since you really didn't know what to say to his fans. This was his ball game. "Bailie and I have been together for about 10 months. We planned on telling all of you at the one year mark." The chat was blowing up again like crazy with mixed reactions. Somehow despite the chat scrolling so quickly you were easily able to pick out the negative ones. Words like 'fat', 'ugly', and worse were flying across the screen.

"Alright yea I'm turning this shit off," Matt said aggressively, disabling the chat.

"Yea this ends fucking here. I mean it with my whole heart when I say, if I see any negative comments about my girlfriend or my relationship, I will block you on everything. We are happy. If you all genuinely cared about me, you would respect that. I will not tolerate any sort of hate or negativity about my relationship," Chris sternly spoke to the camera. Your heart was hurting from the negative things you had already seen but fluttered at how protective he was over you.

"And that goes for all of us. We will all block you and ban you from all of our accounts," Nick added in, "Bailie has been such a great person to get to know and to be around. You all have even commented on Chris being more upbeat in videos over the last 10 months. Don't be fucking stupid about this and say something you'll regret."

"Now, we're going to turn the comments back on and take some questions, because I am sure you have some. But like Nick said, don't say something stupid and ruin it for everyone else," Chris said. Matt reached for his mouse and enabled comments again. They flooded in and were a bit hard to read but there were some questions that you saw repeated over and over. "How did you guys meet," Chris read, he turned to you, "Do you want to take this?"

"Yea, sure, um, we actually met at the beach. I was there with a group of friends and the boys were there with Nathan. We had asked them to play us in sand volleyball. After that we all went and got dinner-" you started to explain.

"And the chemistry between the two of them was like a fucking science class," Matt added in, earning a laugh from all of you.

"And then Chris and I kept in contact after that and our first date together was mini golf," you smiled and leaned toward the computer to find another question. "Can we have your socials? Sure! My Instagram is @ bailie2233 and the same for my TikTok."

"Will Bailie be in the videos?" Chris read, "Probably a few. Now that we're here, we will probably do a 'Meet Bailie' video for those who don't watch our streams. And she might be in videos here and there, but for the most part our content will remain the same." This was something you guys had agreed on a few months ago. You didn't want to intrude on the boys' content.

"Well, we're going to call it. But thank you guys for watching and being supportive of Chris and Bailie. We all love you and will see you in the Friday video," Matt said. You all waved and he turned the stream off.

Chris pulled out his phone, "I guess I can start posting you now," he said with a smile.

@ Christophersturniolo: hard launch w/ @ bailie2233

[nottesilhouette]

re: your tags - yeah Ukraine trended for days on end.

Palestine has been trending continuously since early october

what point are you trying to make

Palestine has been trending on & off since October 7th — in large part due to multiple messages sent to @staff as users requested the trending tag be re-instated (since it has gone down multiple times).

On November 4th, we saw protests across the world (with over 300k people just at the protest in Washington D.C., USA)... yet the tag went down on Tumblr the night before & has yet to be re-instated. #palestine has not lost traction, yet we continuously have to request for @staff to promote this issue.

As far as I know, & please correct me if I'm wrong, Ukraine did not face this issue. The tag was able to trend without interruption, without threat of deprioritization. (To be clear, if Ukraine also had to fight for visibility, that is not better! They should not have done that!)

Tumblr needs to do fucking better. Pro-Palestine videos & posts have been taken down; users have been deleted entirely. This is part of a pattern in which @staff not only fails to take a stand but engages in active censorship in order to support a genocidal Israel as they commit multiple war-crimes in full view of the entire world.

[jujuberry136]

Comfort Fanfic Recs

tagged by @beanarie

Rules: What are your old school comfort fics? The ones from fandoms that haven't been active in yeeeaaars, but you've read so many times you can practically quote them.

I'm limiting myself to fics that I bookmarked/saved 2015 or earlier to really make sure I'm only including those fics that I've read 5-10 times at minimum. I had a LOT of fun pulling this together, I'm not sorry with how long this list is. Since today sucks, I went with breadth. If you are unfamiliar with any of the authors here, please make sure you check out the rest of their fics because they can all WRITE.

Flagging that a lot of these require you to be logged in on AO3 to see.

Walk with Me by JoeLawson/@tygercaine, The Losers (2010)

Figured that Roque would pass out and make Jensen carry his lazy ass halfway across Afghanistan.

Why? Hurt/comfort for days, lovely plotting, and super well crafted storytelling. I'm always a sucker for team fics/ensemble fics and this hits that perfect length, plot, and characterization for me that makes for the perfect re-read.

Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves by auburn (RIP) (Stargate: Atlantis, SG-1)

Vala Mal Doran and her partners, renegades Jehan abd-Ba'al and Meredith McKay, hijack the Tau'ri ship Prometheus and leave the Milky Way behind in search of the Lost City of the Ancients, Atlantis.

Why? This is a massive series, but we have a great McShep relationship, VALA!!, angst, action, heist!fic, and having a fantastic time exploring ripples through cannon from a relatively simple starting point. It's over 300K, so it's not a quick re-read, but auburn had a great grasp of language. If you've never read any of her stuff, I highly recommend it.

A Farm in Iowa 'Verse by @sheafrotherdon (SGA)

John inherits a farm, Rodney ends up entirely out of his element, and there is much ado about baseball. Completely AU.

Why? This series is gentle without ever going into schmaltz, keeps the core of John Sheppard and Rodney McKay are as characters despite their way more mundane settings, and the love the author has for their created small town and community pours out of the page.

Play it Again by @metisket (Teen Wolf (TV))

In which Stiles goes along with one of Derek’s plans and ends up in an alternate universe as a result. He should’ve known better. He did know better, actually, and that means he has no one to blame but himself. “Laura wants to lure the kid in with food and kindness and make a pet of him, like a feral cat. Derek wants to have him arrested for stalking. They’re at an impasse. (And the rest of the family is staying emphatically out of it in a way that suggests bets have been placed.)”

Why? I think this was the fic in which I came to LOVE the fandom interpretation of Laura as the bossy older sister who lovingly bullies Derek into a seemingly passable facsimile of a normal human. I love all of the POVs in this one, but I think what makes it a consistent comfort re-read is the willingness to lean in to the both the absurd and the melancholy.

In Our Line of Work by @enjambament (Inception)

Arthur wakes up and realizes the last ten years of his life have been a dream. He is nineteen, and he can barely remember where he is. What he can remember is the ghost of Eames’ hands pressed down on his chest trying frantically to stop the blood flooding up around his fingers as Arthur died (as he woke up).

Why? I love a time travel fic and this one manages it without any (official) time travel. I love a competent character and this fic is Arthur-focused (whose job is being super competent). The story done such a good job with Arthur's POV, being unsure of his reality, trying to re-fit himself to a whole new world, but being unwilling to give up on Eames entirely. Action, romance, angst, and humor. How can you go wrong?

Spocktoria by @waldorph (Star Trek (2009))

Spock is heir to the Federation throne, Jim is Prince of America because his fucking brother abdicated, and the Klingons are on the verge of blowing shit up--a love story.

Why? Well, picking one Waldorph fic was hard, but this one won because a) YES, re-imagine Young Victoria as a space opera and b) anytime an AU can get the core of the characters so perfect despite a really out there starting point just makes for a delightful reading experience. Waldorph shines with dialogue, seriously - you'll giggle, you'll get angry, you'll get misty eyed. And this story delivers on the core love story and the ending in a lovely way.

Reconstruction by @rageprufrock (Captain America)

In which Stephanie Rogers is the complicating element in the sweeping romance of Bucky Barnes and Lady Liberty.

Why? This one is still in progress (unlike the rest, which are all complete) but I LOVE how Pru really took the concept of gender swapped!Cap and added a spice of historical revisionism. Her Stephanie is such a fleshed out woman, whose struggles with adapting to modern life feel real and urgent. I'm a sucker for stories that have characters with broader support networks and supporting characters, which this story has in spades (her Natasha is especially lovely).

Sour Cherry Life by FaithDaria and PaBurke (Supernatural, Criminal Minds)

Dean has retired to the civilian life. Too bad no one told the serial killer currently stalking teenagers in Indiana.

Why? I love a crossover fic and this was one that inspired my giant SPN/Criminal Minds fic from well over a decade ago. I am a sucker for an outsider POV, which this fic does a great job in highlighting the CM crew trying to make sense of a retired Dean Winchester. I love the team dynamics that the authors build among the CM crew and Dean trying his best to protect his family from a threat he really can't address head on. (Bonus - since they're not on AO3 and it would be easy to miss, if you want more SPN crossovers consider Learning to Fly, a fun Sentinal/Guide AU The Spirit Rescue, or a fun de-aged Dean fic The Hedgehog Rescue featuring a lovely parental Bobby over on ff.net)

Embers by Vathara (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Dragon's fire is not so easily extinguished; when Zuko rediscovers a lost firebending technique, shifting flames can shift the world…

Why? Ok, another giant fic (700K!!!) but hear me out - it's the PERFECT fic to download when you are going on vacation/work trip. I now travel quite a bit cross-country for work and having a copy of this story makes the time go by so quickly. It's amazingly well-written, has a lot of fun drawing from history, has a HUGE amount of rich world building, and features a trying so hard to keep it together Zuko that I just adore. Bonus points if you read the original story posted on ff.net where the author's notes for each chapter just let you sink into the world - they're like DVD commentaries for fic chapters. This nerd's dream.

tagging @kashmir1, @lttrsfrmlnrrgby, @smellectric, @thefriendlymurderer, @lilbunnifufu, and anyone else who would like to play!

[taterstories]

The Debt (part 3) written by: Tater

Over the whole next week, I exhausted every way I could possibly make the money I owe Donte but there is no such luck. Every day I would stop at the Java Lava and get my coffee and breakfast and get my daily dose of Jeri and her beautiful smile that totally made my day better. We would also text all though out the day I was truly falling in love with Jeri. Now today is Friday and I still had no way to pay Donte I had got out of work and did my usual and got dinner take out and went home except it was take out for two because Jeri is coming over. I get to my building and see the security guard and he let me know that Jeri is up in my apartment waiting and that she is not alone she had a very big guy with her. I swallowed and thanked him at I went to the elevator and got on and scanned my card that would allow it to take me to my penthouse. When the doors open, I looked around I walked in and there is Jeri, and she gave me a hug and a kiss. Then there is Donte sitting on my couch very well dressed. Donte stood up towering over both me and Jeri he came over to me. Donte got close to me and asked, "Do you have my 300k my boy?" I shook and stuttered, "Na..na..na..NO, I do not there is no way for me to come up with 300k in a week." "Well, that's ok you can work off your debt, and I will tell you how." I was a little scared of what he was going to have me do to work off debt. "You see Jeri had a debt to me too a few years ago now we are just good friends I am the reason she is who she is." "So, with the 50k you gave me I can get you all the surgeries you will need to look perfect." I was taken back I didn't know what to think. I was going to be turned into a trans girl and do what. Then Donte said, "After we make you perfect you will share a bed with someone different every night that I will arrange and on weekends you work in one of my club's taking men to private rooms." I was unable to get thing around my head and I am scared, and I am never going to be the same again.

I sat down on my couch trying to grasp my fate and Jeri sat down next to me and rapped her arms around me. Donte explained that I would take off a month from my job to go to the transition retreat or I could just quit and come work for him full time. But I want to hold onto my life as much as I could. He told me that I needed to do this first thing Monday morning. Soon after Donte told me how he is going to make me work off my debt he left, and Jeri and I had a nice dinner. More like Jeri had a nice dinner and I just sat there with no appetite pondering about life. Jeri told me we can stay together because she was falling for me as well. When she smiled at me it did ease the dread that had taken over my mind. For the rest of the week end she spent it with me other than her having to go to work on Saturday morning. We did enjoy out time together, she is definitely trying to make me feel better with the blow jobs and sex as often as possible. I did take her to a nice restaurant Sunday night that is absolutely amazing except the fact that we saw someone we both know there. It is Donte I don't know how he knew we were going to be there, but he gave me a stack of paperwork that needed to be filled out, along with a written excuse from work saying that I was to be got to medical reasons for a month. So, the entire time at this fancy restaurant I am filling out paperwork for Donte.

Now here it is Monday I got up like any other day and put my suit on and went downstairs to go to my car but when I stepped out of the door of my building there is Donte waiting for me. He said, "Get in my car Brandon so I get in and he gets in the back with me as he had a driver. The car pulled out and we were on our way as we passed the Java Lava, I told him I wanted to stop and get a coffee and see Jeri. He told me no there was no time for that, and that Jeri would be here when I came back. I swallowed hard, I did not know what to do or even think I did start to protest Donte and plea with him to find another way for me to work off my dept. He said there are no other positions available for me to work for him that would make him money. We pull up to my office building and I get out and walk inside. I get on the elevator and go to not the floor my office is on but my boss's office at the top floor. I see my boss in his office Mr. Worthington, I walk right into his office and hand him the paperwork. He reads it and says well if it is what you need to do than so be it and I would have my job when I came back. I told him he probably would not recognize me when I did, he said that is fine and they will adjust. I walked out of his office feeling amazed at how well he took this. On my way out I stopped at my office to tie up loose ends and tell my secretary I would be back in a month. Then I went down the elevator to the ground floor where Donte is waiting.

I get back into Donte's car and it immediately departed. We were in the car for about an hour and when we got to this place and we were pulling up the very long driveway Donte says to me, "Give me your phone and your wallet, you can have these things have back when you are released from this retreat." We arrive at the doors to this place and are greeted by a tall very beautiful woman and a couple of very big and tall orderlies. I get out of the car and the woman introduces herself as Dr. Lovel and she would be helping with my mental health and that Dr. Dickson would perform all the surgeries. I look back at Donte as he hands Dr. Lovel all my signed paperwork, he smiled and waved playfully. As the orderlies took me inside a lobby and then to a exam room off to the side. They hand me a hospital gown and tell me to take off my cloths and put on the gown. I did try to leave and push my way out and kick and scream but only to not get very far, getting grabbed and by the two huge men that are twice my size. So, I did as I was told and took off my clothes and I handed them to the guys, and they put everything I had on in a biohazard bag, so it would be incinerated. After I put on the gown, they handed me a hand full of pills and told me to take them and they gave me a bottle of water to down them with. After taking the pills the whole month was a blur as I am in a sedated state and could not think for myself.

[hellsite-yano]

porky did you finish that list of minecraft splash texts and if so may we see it?

Sure, keep in mind the Better Than Adventure mod uses a different colour formatting code than vanilla though. It's also a bit more difficult to edit splash text in vanilla from what I can gather. Anyway:

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[yolowritter]

A Case of Ladybug Luck Chapter 4

Hello there everyone, and welcome back to Hell! Holy Nooroo it's been so long since I posted abt this AU. Mostly because I'm busy actually writing it and 300k words are apparently nowhere near enough to finish what I started a year ago! Anyway, I'm just going to do a speedrun of posting these early chapters because I want to get to the good stuff already! Believe me, it's worth! So, from now on I won't have a note at the beggining of this, just the snippet and chapter link, kay? Cool! Asks are open btw if anyone wants to chat about ACOLL! Enjoy my suffering!

Nathalie was curled up on the couch, definitely asleep. She looked pale, the same way Marinette would pale when she was worried about him. Like she’d literally been worried sick. His father was sitting in an armchair beside her, reading a book. Gabriel didn’t notice his approach. One of them had wheeled out a TV from the guest rooms down the hall, and it was tuned in on…the news? TVI, it looked like, and they were on an add break. Adrien took a deep breath to steady himself, to throw the image of his seething father almost breaking the dinner table with his fist, right out of his mind.

Gabriel glanced at the screen, stared at the advertisement, something about a new hair product, and went back to his book. It had a full black cover, Adrien noted as he approached. Gabriel heard his footsteps, used a bookmark to not lose the page he was on, and shut the book, placing it next to him on the chair. For a moment, Adrien saw the title. “The Illusion of Living.” Wow. Macabre, much?

“G-good morning father.”, Adrien tried as a greeting. This…was weird. He wasn’t used to seeing his father relax…or at all, to be honest. He looked uninterested, indifferent. Gabriel glanced at the TV, saw the news hadn’t come on yet, and turned to face his son.

“Ah, Adrien. Did you sleep well?”, he asked, seeming genuinely curious. Oddly, Adrien noticed his father wasn’t wearing his tie clip. The empty white spot where it should be drew his eye, but Adrien reigned himself in and nodded an affirmative.

“Yes. But…father, I don’t mean to disrespect you but…don’t I have a photoshoot today? Two hours ago?”, he asked, hesitant.

Gabriel’s expression shifted from his calm. Like a porcelain mask, the façade cracked, and for a single second Adrien thought he saw guilt and sadness in his father’s eyes. He looked so…forlorn. Defeated, even. Guilty.

He nodded, seeing that his father wasn’t going to say anything else. Adrien glanced at Nathalie, concerned. His father’s assistant, always a stern but constant presence…looked so frail. She looked like mom- like she desperately needed the rest. Gabriel sighed when he caught him staring.

“Nathalie is fine, son. She’s just tired. We had an…interesting morning.” A morning that nearly cost Gabriel his sanity, and some pocket change to top things off. Some 50.000 thousand euros to ensure the silence of the hospital staff and discharge him as soon as he was stable. He was fine, really. The problem wasn’t physical. Dizziness overcame him, suddenly. Emilie had said the same thing, once.

Adrien nodded again, not knowing what else to do. “I…Am I free for the day, then?”, he asked his father.

Gabriel didn’t even pretend to consider it. “Yes, free for the week. I’ve cancelled all your lessons and photoshoots. You’re…welcome to stay home, if you’d like. I’ve delegated my own duties for today, so if you require anything…please come talk to me.”, he said, sounding like the words struggled to leave his mouth.

“Adrien, remember. You are my son. I am your father. It’s my responsibility to make sure you are well. I will be there when you need me.”, Gabriel tried, testing the words. They sounded…right, this time. An odd sense of numbness washed over him again, and he turned back to the television. “You should go to your room, sleep some more. It’s been a long week for you, I’m sure.”, he added as an afterthought, his tone monotonous and dry. Almost robotic.

“…Right. I- I’ll go and lay down, then. Good morning, father.”

Gabriel blinked, as if the time was news to him. Right, the night was over. It was a new day, now. He didn’t feel like it. He barely felt like anything at all. “Of course, son. Now go.”, he insisted, eyes glued to the final, fading advertisement, before the screen switched to Nadja Chamack. Adrien obeyed and began to ascend the stairs again, and Gabriel unmuted the broadcast.

“Welcome back, Paris. As I said before, there have been no further news on the case. Poor weather conditions lasted all throughout the night, and police have had no luck finding any trace of…”

Adrien stopped in his tracks, midway up the staircase. He breathed deeply. “Father…did something happen?”, he asked hesitantly. Something had to have happened. This…couldn’t all be because of Lila, could it?

Gabriel’s eyes seemed to glance back at him, even though his head didn’t move an inch.

“We’re standing by for news on any new developments, and are hoping for the best. Please wait for more information.”

“Not to me. I’m fine.”, he said coldly, the air of indifference returning to his tone.

Adrien hoped it wouldn’t be followed by another outburst. He hung his head, and obeyed his father’s order, going back to his room. Maybe he could mess around with his piano? Last they’d met, Luka had given him some inspiration for a song. Hadn’t he said something about…masks? Adrien would have to text him, see if he remembered.

Plagg was there when Adrien opened the door, hovering over his unlocked phone. He looked…sad. Making a face of realization the same way Adrien would do when he could guess that more photoshoots would be added to his schedule. Like an inevitability had just come true. The kwami spun to face him when he came in, but Plagg’s face betrayed nothing of what Adrien had just seen.

“Hey kit! Morning! Wow, good thing your pops let us sleep in today huh? Say, I’m full of energy! How about we go for a run, huh? Get your muscles going?”, Plagg said, looking frantic and desperately pretending to be happy and excited. Adrien knew a thing or two about playing pretend.

Plagg never lied to him. Not unless something was very wrong, not after the Sandman incident. He’d promised. Plagg hadn’t lied to him since. Adrien let the worry he felt for Plagg show on his face. Words weren’t needed between them sometimes, and he didn’t think he should say what he could show. Plagg tried to keep his smile up. Adrien saw him strain himself, the widening of his eyes to look restless, the same expression he’d make when he got bored of flying around his room.

Adrien stared at him. Plagg stared back, a pleading look to please pretend he was oblivious, go along with it. After a moment, the Kwami faltered, and his mask broke.

“K-kid.”, he tried to speak, voice cracking as if his throat had been hit by a Cataclysm. “Do me a favor.”, Plagg begged him. Adrien had already opened his mouth to agree when his phone rang. “Don’t answer that. Please.”, Plagg insisted.

Adrien checked the caller ID. It was Nino. He shot Plagg a look. The cell rang again. Adrien ignored it to swipe down on the screen and check his notifications. 37 missed calls from Nino. 2096 unread messages. Half of those from Alya. What the fuck? The ringing seemed to get louder. Plagg’s whiskers dropped, his face fell.

Adrien reached out a hand to pet him, to offer comfort for whatever was wrong, but Plagg retracted. “Kit…I’m so sorry.”, he offered meekly, and flew up to his spot, curling up in a ball. Adrien thought he heard him sobbing. He picked up the phone, worried and confused. Why was his father acting like that? Why was Plagg acting like that?

Nino’s voice sounded horrible. Like he’d been crying. “A-Adrien?”, he asked, stuttering in near disbelief. “Thank fuck, are you okay? No, sorry, stupid question. How are you…holding up, dude?”

Okay, now Adrien knew something was very, very wrong. He tried to mask his fears with confusion. “Nino? What happened? I just woke up, are you okay?”, Adrien asked with genuine concern, trying not to panic. He’d kept himself together while fighting supervillains, he could get through one conversation without letting his worries eat him up.

Nino sobbed on the other end. Went silent. Adrien heard Alya’s voice, just barely, as if they’d moved the phone away from them.

“Nino…do we tell him?”, she asked, sounding frightened.

Nino failed to hold back a sob. “Babe…we have to.”

Nino moved the phone closer. “Uh…dude. You might want to check the news…”, he said awkwardly. Adrien was downright panicked now. He didn’t respond to Nino, he rushed back downstairs to his father, to the broadcast. What was happening? Why were his friends walking on eggshells around him? Had he done something? Did Lila do something?

“Please hold on, we’ve just received a statement from Officer Raincomprix. Stand by for-”

Gabriel had the book in his lap, reading calmly. Miss Chamack’s voice didn’t seem to bother him. She paused mid-sentence, and moved off screen.   

She came back into frame, looking like she was about to cry. Her professionalism was in shambles, Adrien saw the way her face twitched with silent tears, holding back the urge to sob.

“I- I regret to inform everyone that we’ve received official word from the Parisian Police Department. Marinette Dupain Cheng has been confirmed dead. It was ruled a suicide.”

[donfermin]

Much to my disbelief, I recently learned that there are fan accounts for Marcos Alonso. Which is mind-blowing because he’s an ugly shit inside and out. He’s literally responsible for someone’s death and there are people fangirling over him of all people. Alonso’s BAC was 0.93%, which is nearly twice the legal limit in Madrid and he was allegedly going 112 km/h in a 50km/h zone in wet conditions. He crashed his car into a wall resulting in the death of one of his passengers, a 22-year old woman, and three others in the car were injured in the crash. Yet he was still allowed to play football while waiting for his sentencing, which occurred in 2016 when the crash happened in 2011. Alonso was initially charged with DUI resulting in death and injury from reckless driving, and those charges would have sent him to prison for 4 years. But the charges were later reduced to 21 months in prison and then were dropped all together for a fine and a driving ban which he had already served by 2016.

For comparison, an American NFL player named Henry Ruggs was driving under the influence and was involved in a fatal crash that resulted in someone’s death as well. Ruggs was driving 156mph and had slowed to 127mph when he crashed into another car, the speed limit where he was driving was 45mph. The collision resulted in the death of the other driver, a woman, and her dog. Ruggs’s BAC was 0.161% which is more than twice the legal limit in Nevada. So a lot of similarities between Ruggs and Alonso, the only difference being Alonso was given a slap on the wrist and was allowed to continue his career. Ruggs on the other hand was released from his team, the LA Raiders, and would eventually plead guilty to DUI resulting in death and vehicular manslaughter in 2023 and was sentenced to 3 to 10 years in prison.

So in short, the people who make these Marcos Alonso fan accounts either have no idea that he’s a fucking criminal or they don’t care and would probably spout some “it was a mistake, it was 13 years ago” BS. A life is a life. No matter how long ago or how old he was, I hope the guilt eats at him every fucking day because I can’t imagine being that woman’s family and knowing that the man responsible for her death got away scot-free, and that he went on to have a fairly successful career when she couldn’t. Shame on anyone who tries to excuse Marcos Alonso when he’s a fucking killer, and shame on the people making fan accounts of him when he has blood on his hands.

I wish I could say I'm surprised, but I'm not. I lost hope in humanity long ago. Not only his qualities as a football player are quite questionable, but how can you support someone and dedicate your time to create a fanpage knowing that he's responsible for someone's death? But serial killers have fanclubs too, so...

Accidents and deaths caused by drunk-driving make my blood boil, because they can be so easily avoided! Nobody put a gun on his head and forced him to get behind the wheel that day. And I'm sure even in 2011 Madrid had taxis, so why? Why do you have to drive and put not only your life but also your friends' and anyone you can cross on the street lives at risk?? I personally know a few people that lost their lives that way and it's extremely infuriating, because somehow the one driving often survives and doesn't get any punishment.

I also did some digging on this matter after the last time we spoke about it and what shocked me the most is that he was indicted on charges of "homicidio imprudente" (other than DUI and others) and the sentence is from 1 to 4 years in prison.

That's nothing?? And the fact that he didn't do a single day is even more shocking. He was able to avoid prison because a) he admitted his fault and showed regret, and on top of that it was his first crime, so judges tend to be more lenient, b) he paid the victim's family quite a lot of money (now I can't remember if it was 300k or 500k€), and c) the friends who were in the car with them testified that the victim wasn't wearing a seatbelt (which is stupid, yes, but it ended up looking like it was her fault that she died, like???).

Your comparison with Henry Ruggs is actually interesting, because the cases are very similar. I don't know anything about American football so I'm not sure how famous this guy was when the accident occurred, but maybe the difference in popularity also had an impact? At the time, Marcos Alonso was playing for Bolton and was mostly known for being his father's son (Marcos Alonso padre). If he had been more famous, perhaps the case would have had more resonance and a different outcome. Who knows. Still a life was lost and he didn't pay for what he did...

[rookthorne]

Today marks my ONE YEAR anniversary of writing! 🥳🥰

God, it feels like just yesterday that I decided to sit down in my lounge room, with my ancient laptop in my lap, absolutely terrified for what I was about to do. That day I started what would be The Outlaw’s Heart - the very first chapter. I had Red Dead Redemption ambience playing in my pink noise cancelling headphones, I had my water bottle next to me, and I had this gut feeling that what I was about to do was big.

I never, ever, imagined just how much that single decision - to put my fingers to the keyboard and just type - would change my entire life. In the biggest, and best way.

I remember writing about 900 words, and I remember feeling on top of the fucking world. The first chapter was done. I went screaming to my best friend, @d-desrosiers, and lost my mind. I remember just crying.

I was crying because I was happy, and I felt proud, for what I had just accomplished. For someone with my limited capabilities, fuck, it was a lot. And I did it.

When I first got into this fandom I never would have imagined ending up where I am. I was well aware of what fanfiction was - having read many video game and band fics in my past - but actually creating them? I never would have thought that would be me, but here I am. Sitting on an approx 300k word count, and counting; I have 3 collections published, but several sitting in my WIPs that you guys are yet to see; I have 2 fully written fics ranging between 14 to 25 chapters sitting in my drive that you guys are yet to see; I have handfuls of oneshots that are yet to see the light of day.

It is insane.

And the friends I have made? Fucking hell, I have never in my life been amongst such amazing, kind, and thoughtful people. These people are my friends for life, and they all know every time I talk to them how much I love and adore and cherish them.

It is gonna get sappy as FUCK under the cut. So buckle in.

@buckyismybicycle, my very first idol - the woman that I looked up to well before I started writing, because she is beyond fucking talented. Not only that, she is the kindest, sweetest (when she’s not laughing at my misery) person there is. HR, you have been through thick and thin with me, and it still stands for disbelief that I get to call you a close friend. My idol, my friend - that is INSANE. Here’s to many, many, many years more of friendship, of laughs, of brainstorming, of love. I love you. 💗

@writing-for-marvel… wow. It’s at this point I get speechless. I found you thanks to my most favourite Ari fic, and it’s just been heaven since. We bonded first over the fact that we were Aussies (a rare breed in this fandom)! I don’t know how, but we just evolved and I have never had such ease, such comfort, with someone as I do you - and I am so fucking grateful for that. We are one another’s cheerleader, and we are one another’s shoulder to cry on. We are so much more but frankly I would be sitting here typing for hours and I would become very nonsensical because I’m emotional (sue me). You will always be my baby, and I wish I could just hug the shit outta you. I love you. 💗

@duckybarnes1917. Haylie, Haylie, Haylie. Girl, where have you been all my life? You are chaos in a cauldron overflowing with thots and thoughts. I don’t know where I’d be without you. We have become such fast friends, and thanks to that, I have someone that I trust so intimately with my thots and thoughts. You are a space that will always be free of non-loving judgement (because I know you do, but lovingly 🤣) and you are always fun. We may live continents away from one another, but your love is the warmest hug that I could ever get. I love you. 💗

@sgt-seabass, my faerie. It was like finding me in someone else when we found one another. You have been the light in some of my darkest days. I love our calls so much, and talking with you is always the highlight of my day - whether we’re just chilling or whether we’re brainstorming or whether we’re venting, it doesn’t matter. I know I can come to you for anything, and you to me, and that is so special. I am so grateful that the universe brought us together. I love you. 💗

@wifeofbarnes. My little menace. The fuel to my thots, the sweetness to my fluff. It still amazes me that all that time ago, that I recognised you when you found your way back to me - and fuck, I’m so happy you did. Not only have you been an endless source of inspiration, but you are now a dear friend that I adore. You’re always down for my ideas, and you always lend an ear or kind words when I need the support. I love you. 💗

@navybrat817, holy shit. I’m gonna start off by saying that this is insane to me, that I even get to talk to you (okay, starstruck moment over). You have been a blessing, and I am ever so grateful to call you a friend. Brainstorming with you is an out of this world experience and you always bloody know how to murder me, every single fucking time. It’s amazing. Not to mention your support, for which you are ever so generous with, for literally anything; whether that be moral, hyping me up, or just listening, and let’s be real, there’s been times that I’ve been so out of it when I’ve messaged you and you still manage to decipher what I’m saying, so kudos to you! 🤣 I love you. 💗

@buckycuddlebuddy, I don’t know where you have been all my life, but holy shit. We have not been talking for very long at all, but look at us - I feel like I’ve known you for so long and the way our chaos matches so perfectly? 👌🏻 it’s amazing. Your patience and your kindness have been a blessing, and I appreciate you more than I can express. I love you. 💗

@jen-with-a-pen, MY OUTLAW WIFE, bound in holy matrimony with our husband, Arthur. God, to tell you I was over the moon when I found out you loved him as much as I do, it would be an understatement. Not only are we in a thruple marriage, you are also a dear friend. Your excitement for everything gives me life and so much joy, it’s beautiful. I love you. 💗

This last bit is to all my beautiful followers and moots - fuck, I am grateful for you all. I am grateful for all the support this past year, and your continued support in the future. I hope that as a content creator, I get to push my boundaries even further than I have in the past 6 or so months. There was a time when I was terrified to write smut, now look at me! 🤣

Thank you all for coming on this journey, and may we have many, many more years to come.

I love you all. 💗💗💗

[eastcoastboyos]

Awestruck

Assembing in the kitchen of our airBnB, the boyos scarfed down leftovers and cereal. Blake tackled last night's taco meat like a champ despite waking up with the snifffles. The disease has spread.

Zipping over to Kennedy Space Center, the boys hustled to the bus tour line having learned the night before that it is a must do according to Reddt. The tour takes you around the massive shuttle assembly building via roads lined with canals (where I saw my first gator!) and deposits you at the Saturn V rocket building.

Not really knowing what the Saturn V was, the boys and I went through an introductionary video and mock control room, which simulated the first launch of USA into space. Absolutely incredible. The windows chattering with the rocket launch, the lights flickering on the actual control panels as operator voices echoed simultaneously, you really did feel like you were there in the launch room on such of a historic moment.

Exiting this room with a horde of blind folk, the boys were gob smacked, rounding a corner and coming right up to the massive rear engine boosters of an actual Saturn V rocket above our heads. Jaws dropped as we marveled at the scale and complexity of the machine.

Exploring the area, we encountered another phenomenal theater simulating the moon landing and marveled at the moon rocks, space suits, and lunar buggys around us. Blake and I joked about the Apollo 11 error code 1202 with our own error codes: 8008 for boob and 9009 for making a poop.

Finishing our exploration of Saturn V, the boys bussed back to the main compound and headed into the Atlantis Space Shuttle Building. Representing the next phase of NASA spacecraft, we were treated to another informative video on the origin of the vessel and an appreciation for the decade of engineering to design the shuttle. To our awe once again, after the imerisve shuttle launch video finished, the video screens rolled up to reveal the actual Atlantis space shuttle behind. 🤯

If our brain chunks weren't already sxattered enough, beside the large space shuttle Atlantis was a small glass box containing the actual wood and paper concept model for the shuttle built ten years prior of the first shuttle launch. Having this massive machine and simple model side by side was such an incredible symbol of engineering design to creation. We all agreed how inspirational everything was.

Goofing around, the boys played with space toilets, I reviewed some employment contract details, and we discussed favourite roller coasters while in line for the cockpit launch simulator, another winner. Some somber moments were had looking at the Challenger and Discovery debris and Joel remarked how KSC had you like "Shittttttt" and then the next moment, a quiet and reflective "shit....".

Taking a quiet snooze in the car, some of the boys recuperated as we made the final stretch to Miami Beach: 2200km in total. Discussing the long term debt cycle, toll road uncertainty, the abundance palm trees and canals, and the worst traffic and drivers we've seen thus far, the boys made it to Miami as the sun was setting. Dylan remarked at the endless lawyer billbords such as "I heart my attorney, 300k" and noted: " Half this country's entire economy is lawyers sueing everone".

Our airBnB is in a cool Latin area, and after obtaining some missing sheets, the boys downed some Corona's, slapped each of with tortillas, placed Georgie on the mantel, and head out on the town. Miami Beach is saturated with art Deco and our heads swiveled as we looked at them lit up in the night with color. Miami Beach is bumping.

Sports cars, fancy outfits, mango strip clubs, gangs on ATVs and motor bikes, the place's energy seem to match New York. Things seem full circle. After resting on the grass for a moment to process everything, (#fiveIntroverts) the boys grabbed margaritas and nachos at Oh Mexico. Letting the night fall late to the sound sof Latin musc, we savored reminiscing about the trip while periodically singing Happy birthday in Spanish.

We miss you Ben.

Derek

[xplrvibes]

part two. Ive decided to make comments as i watch big bulks so i don’t forget what i’m thinking.

1. the more sam and colby talk abt cody and satori… the more i believe them. like maybe im just a chameleon to opinion but they genuinely seem to believe in c&s and i wasn’t there, i haven’t experienced any of this so i think i’m back to ‘hey maybe it wasn’t all bs and this might be real’. I also firmly do not believe cody was cracking joints bc how? they felt it in the floor, heard it in the walls.. doesn’t make sense. also if the house ever goes up again they need to put an offer down. i get what sam was saying and it not being practical (properly value 300k but asking for 1.4m? that’s steep). it’d be a great investment tho.

2. with sam and colbys luck, one of them would get the most undeniable evidence of the paranormal (someone levitating, thrown a distance, possessed…) and people would still be like ‘fake!’ Lol Also gram (?) just mentioned a similar experiment to what we were discussing the other day! except he said take random people and not tell them which is haunted, we were saying put snc in a place and not tell them its haunted and then see what happens. they liked that idea so who knows… they might lol

3. i will always be so fascinated and proud of colby for how he handled and continues to be so transparent about his cancer journey. i say journey bc it will continue to be apart of his life for years to come, whether through medical appointments, anniversary anxieties, or just talking about it. mad props to him, mad props.

4. i just got a series of flashes in my mind of black and white photos of snc respectively announcing engagements to their partners and births of their children and it made me smile. one day, boys. one day that’ll be your future, your “purpose”.

done.

- aussie anon

always nice to listen to podcasts where everyone knows each other well, its less interviewy and more just a convo with friends caught on camera.

Also I hope their merch is still in stores next time i’m in the usa bc i would definitely grab a hoodie. just don’t wanna pay the insane conversion rate and shipping costs. i priced it, a hoodie + shipping works out to be $149aud. sorry boys… can’t do it 😂

1, I believe that they believe in Cody and Satori. I've never called snc's credibility into question with that whole mess, and it kind of annoys me that others do - not cause I think they are above reproach or something, but because people love to say "oh snc never bothered to even try to debunk these guys, so they must be in on it." Like, WHAT? They literally flew back across the country weeks later to try and debunk it cause they knew full well that there were a lot of ways out and around this. When the controversy started, they reached out to C&S and asked if they could run more tests and C&S said no. SNC, having done all of that, came out still believing them while also fully acknowledging that they could be faking - not much else they can do besides that right there, so why they are still coming under fire about it when C&S are the "frauds" is beyond me.

Literally, do y'all want them to kidnap these two people, tie them up, remove their shoes, and force them to do this barefoot? Do you want them to release this additional footage they have that C&S did not give them permission to release that they could probably get sued over (since releasing it would be done without consent) and possibly blacklisted from the entire paranormal community, just so reddit can have their fucking jollies? Like...?? Go after C&S and let snc continue to have their beliefs on the whole thing, since they did everything they felt they could to disprove this before making their decision on where they stood on the issue.

Sorry for the rant, that whole situation just annoys me.

As far as them almost buying the house - that made me laugh, cause we joked about the possibility of them doing that on here back when the house went up for sale. So knowing it almost happened is not only funny, but also explains some vague shit they said back in the day about possibly owning a haunted house lol.

2, You know, Sam's exuberant insistence that he wants to have some horrible thing happen to him so that he could have the experience and finally know for 100% that the paranormal is real is exactly the problem with Sam, and I've been calling that out for years. The fact that he can so casually say it out loud made me both feel vindicated and perturbed by him and his hubris (here's a good example of his hubris again lol).

But yea, I hope they take the idea and run with it!

3, I thought it was interesting to hear him be honest about the fact that this whole situation with the cancer is hitting him harder now than it did while he was in the thick of it. That is trauma. That is shock and adrenaline wearing off, and hindsight creeping in. I think it's important to be able to come out and say, "Yea, not all of this is a positive, and some of this will stick with you for years." Colby tries his damndest (to a fault sometimes) to always come across as a glass all the way full and overflowing kind of guy, or a stoic soldier who doesn't complain and keeps his head up, but then he's also very open about his emotional state, and vaguely alludes to his deep mental health struggles from time to time and I just think there's a well of really dark emotion buried deep, deep inside of him that would be healthier for him and everyone to let out every once in a while.

Anyway, that was a side tangent to the main point, which is that it is very impressive that he continues to put himself out there and speak so candidly about such a stigmatized topic.

Although, I don't think he grasps what the word "celibate" means, but he tried and that's what counts lol

4, I think it's high comedy that these two act like they've never given thought to their kids growing up together when they literally were just joking about this on xplrclub a few months ago. These two have brains like sieves lol.

Also, the looks on their faces when the host said "you should have girlfriends that are friends with each other" like yea, they are working on that right now, as a matter of fact.

And I think they'll be in Zumiez for a long time, so you should be good!!

[thetimelordbatgirl]

Look, I don’t mean to be cruel, but can we just shut the Madeleine McCann case at this point??? They putting MORE money into this case, aka £300k, making it over £13m now that they’ve spent on this ONE missing child case versus other cases of kids that went missing after Madeleine did and still have yet to be solved.  I get it, if we were parents who lost our kid, we’d want to find our kid or at least find what happened to them, but its been fifteen fucking years and there’s other cases of missing kids that need the funding more. 

[taterstories]

The Debt (part 2) written by: Tater

In the morning, I woke up in Jeri's bed alone. She had left a note on the nightstand, and it said to come down to the Java Lava for breakfast when I woke up. So, I got out of bed and put on my suit from the night before except I did not put on my tie and did not tuck in my shirt I looked like a slob or like I was doing the walk of shame, so I decided to at least tuck in my shirt. I went downstairs and put my suit jacket and my tie in my car. Then I went into the Java Lava and first thing I see is the beautiful Jeri behind the counter making coffees for her customers. She turns around and we make eye contact, and she gives me a smile I did not realize it, but I had a big smile on my face as well. I walk up to the register, and she says, "Good morning sweetie what can I get you." I order my usual coffee and I get a muffin. She turns around to get my order and says, "No need to pay, you will need your money to pay Donte back." I had forgot about paying Donte back. Jeri brought me my order and I sat down enjoyed my food and watching Jeri work. I still can't wrap my head around the fact that she is trans. I'm not gay but I am really attracted to her, and I feel like I could get past that minor thing about her. She is pretty amazing I really could not stop thinking about her and the events that went down in her apartment. When I am done with my food and coffee I go over and tell Jeri I will call her later.

I go home and I remembered I need to figure out how to get another 50k before this afternoon. I make several phone calls and everyone that I thought could help me laughed at me and hung up on me. I was definitely screwed. It was five pm and my phone rings, it's from a number I don't know I answer, and it is Donte. "Hey, my boy Brandon you have my money 100k?" I respond trembling, "I have half with you take that as a down payment and I can get the rest by Friday." He says, "Wire the money to me and I will find you on Friday, and if you do not have my money, you will owe me 300k from interest and you can work that off." I hang up the phone and go to brainstorming how I could come up with 300k by Friday. There is no way it's impossible I'm fucked. I do not know what to do. Then I thought I know what will make me feel better. So, I open my phone and call Jeri and she answers, and I am put at ease. She says, "Hey Brandon, I have missed you today, what is going on?" "I am so worried about my debt with Donte I don't have anywhere else to go I guess I will have to just work it off." She gives me a concerned sigh, "I feel so back honey can I come over and make you feel better?" "Yes, I would like to see your beautiful smile." She sounded excited and says, "Ok, Sweety I will be there in a few just send me your address." I tell her it's the Omega building and I'm on the top floor. Then we hung up the phone and I called the security downstairs and told them to let Jeri up when she gets there.

It was about a half hour and the security guard called me and told me Jeri is on her way up. About 5 minutes later the elevator door opened to my apartment and there is beautiful Jeri. I am stunned by her smile she is great; she walks to me and kisses me on the lips passionately. We then walked into my living room, and she says, "Look at this place it's amazing I don't know how you don't have to money to pay Donte off." I only have 50k because I just moved here for this promotion, so I am tapped out of money." We sit on the couch, and she kisses me again and says, "Its ok let me help you feel better." Then she starts to rub my dick through my soft pants I have on and immediately I got a boner. She pulls out my dick and strokes it as she is kissing me on the lips. Then she says we should go to your room, and we can have fun. So, we get up and I lead her to my bedroom she tells me to get undress and she does too. Then we climb in bed, and she started to suck my dick. Her ass was net to my head and but before I knew what happened we were in the 69 position I opened my eyes only to see her big cock in my face. I thought a minute and I just went with it, and I took her cock in my mouth. It is big and she was starting to fuck my mouth. I tried to stop her I do not want her to cum in my mouth, but her mouth felt so good on my dick that I was helpless. She is fucking my mouth and sucking my dick for what seems like forever, and it's only been a few minutes and I start to feel it her cock starts to swell. Before I could protest, she blew a huge load of cum in my throat. I was trying to resist throwing up even though it didn't taste that bad then my brain went right back to her sucking my dick and the next thing she stuck two fingers in my ass and press against my prostate and I came in her mouth. Then she pulled her cock out of my mouth and rolled off of me, turning around to cuddle up next to me. At that moment I did not care that she just came in my mouth I am in love with her. We cuddled all night and fell asleep.

The next morning, I woke up and we are spooning, and I am the little spoon. She had her morning wood resting between my ass cheeks. As I came to, I felt something moist and cold squirt between my cheeks. Jeri then positioned her cock and pushed it into my ass. I just laid there and took her cock pounding my ass. She has been fucking my ass for twenty minutes I was starting to get sore. Then I felt the same feeling I felt in my mouth last night she blew a huge load of warm cum in my ass. After she came, she did not pull her cock out of my ass just left it there, I could feel her getting soft and eventually slipped out of my ass along with a big glob of cum that ran down my ass cheek. She had been asleep since right after she came, and I soon fell back asleep as well. All day we napped and fucked. Today was such an amazing day. I had finally gotten late, and we had ordered some sushi for dinner. Jeri told me she needed to go home so she could be at the Java Lava in the morning. We kissed at I pushed the button to call the elevator. When it arrived, she walked on and blew me a kiss as the door shut.

[myrefugeblog]

Looking at the notes I found 3 fics. I didn't read none of them YET.

Just two mutuals, writing fanfics and commenting. chatting about life. for Prompt DCxDP: He wrote fanfics, and so did she. [Jazz and Jason - here's how it started] ** Year of the OTP Prompt Event 2023 - February: valentine's day | pollen/fear gas/truth serum | established relationship | "if i kiss you, will you shut up?" | different | mermaid au

Jason may have been trying to take over the criminal underworld while avoiding Batman until his big dramatic reveal, but he still had time for hobbies. Hobbies like finally finishing the Pride and Prejudice AU he had started before his death, and posting the finished chapters for the 3 people who were still interested. Maybe he should have double checked the subscribers list first. Based on this tumblr post: Jasons doesn’t let death stop him from updating…

This is a silly little story told via AO3 emails and text messages, based on that one tumblr post which was like "what if Jason had an AO3 account with a 300k long Pride and Prejudice fanfic" and I went "well what if Helicopter Parent Bruce was subscribed to it and that's how he found out Jason was alive?" aka the excuse to figure out how to mimic an AO3 email in skinform

Jason as those AO3 authors who have the worst tragedies happening to them and yet still continues to pump out his new chapter every week

Some poor, unbeknownst Gothamite: “My favorite fanfic writer hasn’t posted or updated any of their fanfic in like four years. I don’t want to bug them but I’m always hoping for them to come back. I hope their okay :( ”

Jason, in between cutting off right hand mens heads and antagonize black mask, like Really Living It Up: “hey, sorry, guys! I know it’s been forever! I literally died and clawed my way back from zombiehood, but I���m back now! Hope you enjoy this new chapter!”

[summerwritesfics]

🌎Sweetness Has It’s Price

Pairing: Quan Chi/Kuai Liang Length: 1587 Words Rating: Mature Warnings: Crime AU, Criminal!Quan Chi, Nurse!Kuai Liang, Crimes & Criminals, Organised Crime, Debt, Repaying Debt, Escort Service (Sort of? That’s about as close a tag to what’s happened I can think of), Fake Character Death.

Meanwhile In Another Universe Masterlist

Notes: I can’t quite remember when I wrote this… But uhhhhhh… *shurgs* Have it I guess? Lol Title is from Gangsterlove by Alice Francis

Quan Chi looked up from his desk, watching as Moloch and Drahmin guided a third man into his office. Quan Chi smiled when he realised who was standing in front of him.

“Ah, Song Kuai Liang, it’s nice to see you again,” he greeted, watching Kuai take a deep breath in anticipation of talking with him. He supposed he could understand the apprehension, after all, their first meeting was at Bi-Han’s funeral. “At least our meeting is under kinder circumstances this time, hm?”

Kuai Liang grimaced and grumbled “we have very different definitions of kinder circumstances.”

Maybe he was right. Quan Chi supposed no one would want to be approached at their brother’s funeral and informed of the massive loan that had been handed to them. Even less so that the lender was a notorious crime boss and now wanted his money back. It wasn’t poor Kuai Liang’s fault, not at all, but he was just the unfortunate soul left in his brother’s place. He was the sole benefactor of Bi-Han’s assets, thus the only one with the power to pay back the debt owed to Quan Chi.

Really, it was all Bi-Han’s fault for taking a loan from a criminal and not forewarning his brother about the mess he’d gotten himself into.

“So, are you here to discuss your brother’s debt?” He asked, already knowing damn well that was the only reason Kuai would be in a place like this.

“I did not want to believe Bi-Han would be this stupid,” Kuai replied, reaching into his bag to pull out a pile of paper. “However, I recently got access to his bank account, and looked through his transactions. I saw, as you said, a deposit of 300k.”

“So, you have access to the money and can pay me back?” Quan Chi hopefully replied. Really, he wanted that money back as soon as possible. It had only been a few days between the money being deposited, and Bi-Han dying, hopefully meaning the majority of the money would still be there. “I mean, he did not exactly have time to spend the majority of it before his untimely demise.”

“I have access to his accounts, but…” Kuai hesitated, his grip on the paper in his hand tightening slightly. Quan Chi narrowed his eyes, not liking where this was going. “The money is gone.”

“What?” Quan Chi hissed slamming his hand down on the table. Kuai flinched at the sudden movement. “What do you mean, the money is gone?”

“It- It’s gone!” Kuai stepped forward, practically shoving the papers at Quan Chi with shaking hands. “The money was withdrawn a couple of days before Bi-Han’s death. I have- I have no idea where it is now.”

Quan Chi snatched the paper from Kuai’s hand. He glanced over it, to see it was the statements Kuai had mentioned. And there it was, plain as day. The 300k went into the account, and then just a few days later, the entire amount was withdrawn. He checked the date. The 4th of July. Bi-Han died on the 6th.

Or at least, that was what everyone had been led to believe.

Quan Chi wasn’t an idiot though, he could see plain as day what happened here. Bi-Han had taken the loan with no intent on paying it back, he absconded with the entire amount, and in an attempt to not have to settle his debt, found a way to fake his own death. While it was certainly an extraordinary deception, Quan Chi couldn’t find it in him to be impressed.

Oh no. He was pissed.

“I…” Kuai started and stopped when Quan Chi’s glare landed on him. “I’ll pay back the money, I- I will find a way, somehow, it- it just- it just might take a bit of time.”

Quan Chi felt his anger dissolve. For all of Bi-Han’s planning, it seemed he completely overlooked one thing. In the event of his death, Kuai Liang would be the one Quan Chi would pursue for the debt. He began to smirk to himself, his new plan coming together in his mind.

He didn’t need Kuai Liang to pay the debt himself, he just needed to keep the man close until he could lure Bi-Han out of hiding.

“Maybe we can come to another arrangement,” Quan Chi began, looking Kuai up and down. Anyone with eyes could see he was an attractive man. He certainly had no objections to playing with him a bit until Bi-Han showed his ugly face again. “I’m not completely unsympathetic to your plight, Kuai Liang. This was not your fault, and I realise it is unfair of your brother to leave you in this position.”

“That’s still- I would still rather find a way to repay the debt,” Kuai explained and Quan Chi felt his mouth split into a grin. It was night and day between the brothers. Poor Kuai Liang, a law abiding citizen, being pulled by force into his big brother's unlawful world. “What arrangements did you have in mind? A payment plan?”

It seemed Kuai Liang hadn’t put together what Quan Chi had. Then again, why would he? He was likely still going through the grieving processes, it wouldn’t even enter his mind that Bi-Han was still alive.

“Not exactly.” He licked his lips, eyes sweeping over Kuai again. The outfit he was wearing was definitely flattering, Quan Chi couldn’t help but consider how good Kuai would look hanging onto his arm at a party. He pushed himself to stand, slowly making his way around his desk to where Kuai was standing. “I think I can give you an offer that would be a lot fairer to you, while also being beneficial to myself.”

Kuai opened his mouth slightly, before closing it. He stumbled backwards slightly as Quan Chi approached him.

“If you are asking me to do work for you, I can’t do that. I work in the medical field. It could ruin my-”

Quan Chi managed to get close enough to place his hand across Kuai’s mouth and whispered, “Shh, that’s not what I had in mind, pet.” He trailed his hand down Kuai’s face, cupping his chin slightly. “My offer is a lot less business based, and a little more… based on appearances, shall we say?”

“I… Don’t understand,” Kuai claimed, face screwing up slightly as he tried to think about it. Adorable really.

“Well, you see in my line of work I attend a lot of… Functions.” He kept his hand still, resisting the urge to rub at Kuai’s lips, or otherwise touch the man. “And sometimes, it gets a touch lonely, attending them by oneself.” He smirked, watching Kuai’s eyes widen, realisation on what Quan Chi was suggesting finally hitting him. “And well… Someone as pretty as yourself would look so at home by my side.”

“I- You- You Can’t…” How rapidly Kuai Liang’s face went red did nothing but entrance Quan Chi further. “You- You are saying you’d overlook 300k of debt just to have someone accompany you to a few functions?”

“Well, of course.” To emphasise his point, he let his other hand trail along Kuai’s arm, gently taking a hold of his bicep. “You are positively adorable darling, how could I possibly resist?”

”But- I…” Kuai trailed off, biting his lip and staring at where Quan Chi held his arm. “You’re serious?”

”of course, I’m not really a joking man, especially not about things like this.” Quan Chi lent his face closer, gently tilting Kuai’s head up. The full body shudder he felt from such a small gesture was delightful. “So, what do you say? You let me show you off to all my acquaintances, and I will turn the other cheek to that pesky debt your brother left you with.”

Kuai Liang turned his head slightly, squirming in Quan Chi’s grasp. He swallowed, as if he was realising he didn’t have much of a choice. It was a good deal for him after all, one that saved both his own money and professional reputation.

He finally looked back, his expression slightly resigned as he whispered “okay.” He closed his eyes and nodded. “Okay. I agree to your terms.”

“Excellent,” Quan Chi purred, running a hand through Kuai’s hair. “How about we work out the finer details over dinner, hm?”

As much as he would have loved to have suggested a more… Primal deal, he also realised that would have likely backfired. He didn’t want to scare the man off, especially not when he was the only way of getting his money back. He’d take it slow, keep Kuai Liang buy his side as a companion. 

He doubted Bi-Han would come to the surface quickly anyway, even with his little brother in Quan Chi’s grasp. He had time to enjoy Kuai Liang’s company.

And if things got more heated between them as time went on? Well, he certainly wouldn’t complain about it.

“I know this restaurant, very exclusive and excellent wine.” He finally managed to tear himself away from Kuai, but only a little bit. “We can go over what I would expect from you, and maybe it will give you a taste of what’s to come, hm?”

“That… Sounds good, thank you,” Kuai replied in a small voice, closing his eyes and sighing.

Everything was set, and all Quan Chi had to do was enjoy the ride until Bi-Han came out of hiding.

And looking at Kuai Liang? He was going to enjoy every second of it.