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hunterrrs · 4 months

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Evgeni Malkin said he's always felt slightly overlooked.

One of the premier centers of his generation, the 37-year-old has played his NHL career as the second center on the Pittsburgh Penguins behind longtime teammate Sidney Crosby. He was the No. 2 pick in the 2004 NHL Draft. Alex Ovechkin, possibly the only Russia-born player more statistically accomplished, went No. 1 to the Washington Capitals.

Malkin doesn't mind. Actually, it's just the way he likes it.

"I'm not the kind of guy that wants media around me. I like to be quiet a little bit," Malkin said. "I want to just play the game. Probably, people want, like, my private life a little bit more. But I'm, like, a little bit closed.

"Maybe my English is not good before, not talk too much with media. Again, this is kind of myself. I'm OK with that because I know I'm a good player."

Numbers do talk, though. In his 18th season, Malkin is third in Penguins history with 1,261 points, 485 goals and 776 assists, trailing Mario Lemieux (1,723 points; 690 goals, 1,033 assists) and Crosby (1,540 points; 571 goals, 969 assists).

Ovechkin reached out after Malkin eclipsed Fedorov.

"He's a star in the League," Ovechkin said. "I think he's a tremendous player. He knows how to win. He knows how to play. It's not a surprise he has so many points, so many goals and assists."

"People are talking about Ovi a lot. They talk about (Connor) McDavid. They talk about (Nathan) MacKinnon," Letang said. "You don't hear Geno's name a lot. What he's been able to do in this league for that long and at this age still, being the goal scorer that he is, it's just special.

"I think it's always been (that way), except maybe the year he won the Hart and everything. I think it's always been a little bit like that. He's not seen to his true color."

Without Malkin, Crosby said his NHL career would have been more difficult. That pair, along with Letang, has won the Stanley Cup three times (2009, 2016, 2017). They qualified for the Stanley Cup Playoffs in 16 consecutive seasons together before missing them last season.

"There are nights where you don't feel great or have your best," Crosby said. "You're watching Geno do his thing out there. That's happened a lot. I think we've pushed each other over the years, but he's a guy that has always stepped up when he needs to. I think that's just the competitive nature in him.

"I think the consistency is the biggest thing. You don't have that kind of consistency without being as competitive as he is. He's been amazing for a lot of years. The stats show it."

"I think the biggest thing for me that I admire about Geno is how competitive he is," Penguins coach Mike Sullivan said. "Just his competitive spirit is off the charts. His will to win, his want to win, and his will and want to score and produce offense. I don't think anyone likes scoring goals more than 'G.' You can see it in his raw emotion when he scores.

"Sometimes, I don't think Geno gets the credit that he deserves in the hockey world for the body of work that he's put together in this league and how talented he is. He's without a doubt one of the greatest players of all-time."

love a good geno lovefest

#i’ll never get sick of the people who actually matter going: of course he’s the best #evgeni malkin #sidney crosby #kris letang #mike sullivan #alex ovechkin #pittsburgh penguins

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lewis-winters · 2 months

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i do feel like we’re giving band of brothers a bit too much credit here. there is still a very deep undercurrent of “america is the best country on earth and yeah the war was bad but in the end we were a big ol’ Band of Brothers.” there’s a reason a lot of actual vets of recent American imperial wars thing TP is better

I mean... yeah? that's what I meant by "WW2 Nostalgia Propaganda of the Bush Regime (that the US government used to fuel the war on terror) and that's why I said The Pacific is a critique of that specifically.

my posts' point wasn't "which show is better than the other (i.e. BoB vs GenKill vs TP)" in terms of "what show has less america-first propaganda"? my posts' point is: the writing of BoB, GenKill, and TP are far superior to MotA simply by having a point/something to say about war that goes beyond "this shit sucks" and "💫cinema💫"

and if this is in reply to my "oh i hate hbo war it makes me want to examine the american public's relationship to war and how it's depicted in their war media" uuuuhhhh. i IMPLORE you to read that post again. properly this time?

............ sorry, that was snippy. just. reading comprehension's your friend, buddy.

anyway, if you wanna have that convo by all means we can have it. Though anything I can say about it has already been said better by Christopher Hayes and his essay The Good War on Terror (that you can find an EXCELLENT zine on, over here) and the journal article Operation Enduring Analogy: World War II, the War on Terror, and the Uses of Historical Memory by David Hoogland Noon, which is also very good. I sound like a broken record recommending them so much, BUT THEY JUST GET IT OK.

If you want a more contemporary essay try this one by the Washington Post The Danger of American Nostalgia for World War II by Robert G. Kaiser. This has a whole section ripping into BoB the show and Ambrose's work. Alas. It is behind a paywall. But there are ways around that *wink wink.*

edit: ok, sorry I'm being a little mean and a lot snippy HAHAHAHA but I really do feel like you're shouting this argument from the other side of the room-- meaning, it has its place as a conversation, but maybe not in the conversation that was already happening (i.e. why MotA's writing sucks). next time, I think we'd both benefit if you yelled 'SIDE-BAR' or 'WAIT, CHANGE SUBJECT' first before launching into a new tangent. kisses to you anon, I'm not mad, I promise. I have tone problems.

#ask #band of brothers #bob meta

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park-jimin-isnt-real · 1 year

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part of the bts writers' club

my ao3 ~ all stories are also posted there

all stories are PG-16 or lower; there are suggestive themes and implied nsfw things but absolutely nothing explicit

wips masterlist

🥰 = fluff; 💔 = angst; 🤡 = crack

🤍 = G; 🩶 = PG; ❤️ = PG-13; 🖤 = PG-16, suggestive themes/implied nsfw

:: series ::

》 eot universe 《

all "edge of tonight" stories in (almost) chronological order

》 valen-tans days 《

2023 Valentine's event!

》 devil town 《

You take a chance and spend a month in Devil Town: a quaint little place nestled deep in the woods of The Unknown, where the air is always a touch chilly, things are never quite what they seem, and no one will tell you anything.

》 eot: monsters 《 [coming soon] moodboard

"I'm wondering why do all the monsters come out at night? Why do we sleep where we want to hide? Why do I run back to you like I don't mind if you fuck up my life? Why am I a sucker for all your lies? Strung out like laundry on every line. Why do I come back to you?"

:: series ::

》 edge of tonight 《 💔🖤 [ongoing]

A part of him died that night. A larger part died when they couldn't find you, and over the years whatever was left of him grew cold and hard. It was that ice inside him that got their gang to the top, that gave them power, and money, and all the things a normal mafioso would be more than satisfied with. But none of it meant anything to Namjoon. All Namjoon wanted was you back in his arms. That was the underlying motive in everything he did. For the past ten years, Namjoon built himself an empire, just so he could find the reason his heart beat.

》 eot: old scars / future hearts 《 💔🖤 [coming eventually] moodboard

"Say that again, I didn't quite hear ya, messed with the wrong bitch in the wrong era. I've been at work and I got my badge of honor, honey I've changed so much since I last saw ya."

:: one-shots & drabbles ::

》 my hand 《 🥰🤍 [complete]

You had waited years to find your soulmate, and the universe gave you the perfect one. {part of valen-tans days}

》 the clouded annals of history 《 🩶

You learn a bit more about Devil Town and what you're doing here... and maybe bargain part of your soul away in the process? It's hard to tell. {part of devil town}

》 just take it easy 《

"Oh, just take it easy. Hold onto this feeling. No, no we don't need a reason because we ain't got nowhere to go." {part of valen-tans days}

:: series ::

》 ruffled feathers 《 [coming eventually] moodboard

"What else is there? She says, 'is beauty all that matters to you' and you say 'what else is there'?? You should write a book: 'How to Offend Women in Five Syllables or Less'."

:: one-shots & drabbles ::

》 a matter of minutes 《 🤡🤍 [complete]

Jungkook and Taehyung accidentally-on-purpose spill one of Jin's secrets. Luckily, it's a secret you had, too. {part of valen-tans days}

》 eot: sinners & saints 《

"I'm a liar, I'm a cynic. I'm a sinner, I'm a saint. I'm a loser, I'm a critic. I'm the ghost of my mistakes, and it's all my fault that I'm still the one you want. So what are you after? Some kind of disaster?" {part of valen-tans days}

》 the unknown 《

"I'll lose my mind at least another thousand times. Hold my hand tight, we'll make it another night." {part of devil town}

:: series ::

》 dusk 《 💔🥰🤡🖤 [ongoing]

When you moved to Forks, Washington, you only expected awkward conversations with your adopted sister's biological father and a lot of rain. You did not expect to see the love of your life walk through the high school cafeteria doors - especially when you thought he died back in 1918. But Yoongi doesn't remember you and believes you to be fully human. With the seemingly endless amount of danger coming your way, how long can you keep the act up?

:: one-shots & drabbles ::

》 sugarplum sweetheart 《 💔🥰🤍 [complete]

It was unthinkable. Unfathomable. Unrealistic. Yoongi would never.

》 you're my only girl 《 🥰🤍 [complete]

Yoongi specifically took this day off of work because he knew you needed to take a day off. So let him take care of you, goddammit. {part of valen-tans days}

》 somewhere lost 《 🩶 [complete]

you wake up on a bench in a forest, with no memory before then of recollection of how you got there. the person greeting you gives you three options: going into the Great Unknown (never to be seen again), wandering the woods (until you become an Edelwood tree), or spending a month in Devil Town. {part of devil town}

》 ready to go 《

"She's dancing alone. I'm ready to go but she's so lost in stereo. She's out of control, so beautiful, and I've been waiting for so long but she'll never know I'm losing hope 'cause she's so lost in stereo." {part of valen-tans days}

:: series ::

》 book club 《 [coming whenever] moodboard

As long as we don't die, this is gonna be one hell of a story.

:: one-shots & drabbles ::

》 glorious happenstance 《 🤡🤍 [complete]

Hobi sits at the same place in the coffee shop every day. You sit exactly four chairs away from him. Jimin decides that's too many chairs. {part of valen-tans days}

》 you'll be the last to know 《 🥰🤡🤍 [complete]

It was tradition that each weekend during the summer you and Hobi would go get milkshakes from the local diner to organize your schedules for the upcoming week. It was not tradition for you to kiss him (but you really really wanted it to be). {part of valen-tans days}

》 long-forgotten stories 《

"I still get a little scared of something new, but I feel a little safer when I'm with you." {part of devil town}

:: series ::

》 eot: a love like war 《 [coming soon] moodboard

"Heart's on fire tonight, feel my bones ignite, it feels like war. Love feels like war. We go together or we don't go down at all. Is this the end of us, or just a means to start again?"

》 flying shadows, falling stars 《 [coming whenever] moodboard

"When she was just a girl, she expected the world, but it flew away from her reach so she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of paradise..."

:: one-shots & drabbles ::

》 that's my man 《 🥰🤍 [complete]

You texted your boyfriend in the middle of your workday, telling him it was going to be an emergency date kind of night. Jimin easily agreed. {part of valen-tans days}

》 question 《

"But one thing after another, lost in situations, circumstances, miscommunications, and I have to say, by the way, I just may like some explanations. Can I ask you a question?" {part of valen-tans days}

》 those who travel thru the wood 《

"Falling doesn't feel so bad when I know you've fallen this way too." {part of devil town}

:: series ::

》 war of the gods 《 [coming whenever] moodboard

"How do you kill a god? With another god. An immortal for an immortal. Era for an era. A celestial being to strip another's soul. A God for a God."

:: one-shots & drabbles ::

》 singularity 《 💔🩶 [complete]

He would do anything to protect you, even if it meant remaining cold. {part of valen-tans days}

》 if it's worth it 《

"You're a classic case of foolish, young, and in love, but you don't even know what love could do to us. We are brash and reckless, made of glass and careless. We break apart the moment we both feel too much because when it hurts it hurts. You wonder if it's worth it, but when it works it works. When it's broke, it's perfect." {part of valen-tans days}

》 a mysterious place 《

"I forgot my name again, I think that's something worth remembering." {part of devil town}

:: series ::

》 in this neighborhood, on these streets (feat. kth) 《 [coming whenever] moodboard one two three

When you are young, they assume you know nothing, and I remember it all too well. Once upon a time, I believe it was a Tuesday when I caught your eye...

:: one-shots & drabbles ::

》 just one day 《 💔🥰🤍 [complete]

Jungkook has literally been counting down the days until he could meet his soulmate, but when the day comes he only has 24 hours to find you. {part of valen-tans days}

》 mixing fireworks and gasoline 《

"I let you down. I've been clumsy with your heart again. I guess you figured me out, now here's a taste of my own medicine. And for all this pain that I can't explain, there's a black flag waving tonight. You know I let you down." {part of valen-tans days}

》 a place that few have seen 《

"We're all dead in Devil Town, that fine, 'cause nothing's gonna scare us now." {part of devil town}

#bts #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts writing #bts fluff #bts angst #bts x reader #ot7 x reader #namjoon x reader #jin x reader #yoongi x reader #hobi x reader #jimin x reader #taehyung x reader #jungkook x reader #masterlist #bts masterlist #jay screams into the void

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average-giant-kissing-enjoyer · 10 months

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G/t July #27: Jewelry

Maybe this one is too silly

“Aha, Mr. Graves, I see you have fallen into my trap.”

The intrepid hero and all around handsome good guy Mr. Graves struggled against the ropes that tied him to the chair. “You’ll never get away with this, Doctor Destructo!”

Doctor Destructo (real name Calvin) just laughed again. “But I already have. Even as we speak my moon lasers have their sights on the White House. And if President Oprah Winfrey doesn’t wire me the eleventy billion dollars by four o’ clock this afternoon, the entirety of Washington D.C. will be reduced to rubble! No one can stop me now!”

“You can’t blow up the White House! That’s illegal!” Mr. Graves protested, still trying to free himself from his bonds. It was no use. He was well and truly trapped.

“Any last words?” Doctor Destructo said, waggling his eyebrows. He walked over to his desk, right by the big window with the perfect view of planet Earth, and started rifling through a drawer.

Mr. Graves had never failed a mission before and didn’t know what to do now. If only he’d been more prepared for this mission on the space station. If only he’d been more cautious. If only he hadn’t sat down in this chair in the first place. But his feet were so tired from all that walking.

Doctor Destructo turned back to face his victim. “Come now, let’s hear it. Give me some sort of pithy quote I can etch onto the back of my moon laser emitter. Keep it short, though, lasers are expensive and I had to buy the smallest model.”

“Do you expect me to just give up that easily?”

“No, Mr. Graves. I expect you to shrink.”

Our stalwart and well-dressed hero did a double take. “Don’t you mean that you expect me to die?” he asked.

“Eventually,” replied the evil doctor. “We all die someday, and I suppose you’ll have a much harder time surviving when you’re two inches tall. Behold, my shrink ray!” He held up a hand and flashed his ring.

Mr. Graves gasped. “What is that? It looks like an ordinary diamond ring which has no supernatural qualities whatsoever!”

“That is where you’re mistaken,” said Doctor Destructo. “This is no ordinary diamond ring which has no supernatural qualities whatsoever. In fact, it possesses at least one supernatural quality you’ll find interesting. With this gem, I can change a person’s size! Watch me demonstrate! Simmons!”

On cue, the sliding door whizzed open and an unassuming man in a white lab coat entered. “You beckoned, sir?” he said, his voice chipper.

Immediately Doctor Destructo stuck out his hand and a bright red beam shot from his ring ring into the man’s forehead. There was a bright flash, and then no more Simmons - just his lab coat piled on the floor.

“You killed him!” cried Mr. Graves.

“Relax, Mr. Graves. I have not killed him. I have merely shrunk him.” Doctor Destructo went over to the pile and stuck a hand inside, reaching around until he pulled out a tiny little man. “Thank you, Simmons. You are dismissed.” With a flick of his wrist he tossed the man out the door again.

Mr. Graves felt sick. “You’re going to grow him back to normal, right?”

The evil doctor paused to think about it. “Actually, I haven’t figured out how to do that part yet. The manual never mentioned… you know what, never mind, it’s not important. What’s important is that you’re about to join Simmons as a tiny little guy. Forever.”

Our hero struggled even harder against his restraints. “You can’t do that! How would I be able to stop you then?”

“Ah, but that’s the point,” said Doctor Destructo. “Say goodbye to your old life, Mr. Graves. From now on, you’re going to be having little tiny adventures on the floor, running around with mice and such activities.”

“On a space station?” wondered Mr. Graves.

“Space mice,” the doctor replied immediately.

Mr. Graves’ face fell. “Oh well, at least mice are cool. I like mice.”

“Me too, Mr. Graves. Me too.”

“When I’m little, do you think they’ll let me have tiny adventures in the walls? With mice and spiders and very small ferrets?”

Doctor Destructo paused. “Well, I guess if you want to.”

“And I’ll make myself clothes out of cotton balls and use dental floss as rope!” Mr. Graves said.

“I suppose that’s possible. Now if you would hold still for a moment - ”

But Mr. Graves was on a roll now. “And I’ll finally be able to ride a gecko! They can walk up walls, you know. I’ll probably have to make a saddle by cutting up a cork. This will be so much fun!”

“Fun?” Doctor Destructo paused, the confusion obvious on his face. “This isn’t supposed to be fun! I’m trying to torture you.”

“Hush, evil doctor,” said Mr. Graves. “Shrink me already. Set me up in a terrarium with a hamster. Put me in one of those plastic balls and roll me down the stairs! Doesn’t that just sound like so much fun?”

The doctor shrugged. “Actually, yes. You’ll have to tell me all about it.”

“And I’ll save a bundle on food. I could probably live for a month and spend maybe two dollars. Okay, I’ve made up my mind. Shrink me, Doctor Destructo!”

“Uh… no, you’re not supposed to want to do this. You understand if I do this, you won’t be able to stop me from blowing up the White House.”

Mr. Graves sighed. “But why would you want to blow up the White House when you could be driving a remote controlled Hot Wheels car, or sleeping in a matchbox?”

“You make a compelling point,” said Doctor Destructo. “I have always wondered what it was like to be a little guy.”

“Let’s wonder together,” said Mr. Graves. “We could have a little place all to ourselves in some old lady’s apartment somewhere, cooking popcorn over a lighter.”

“Yes, it would be a perfect ending to our countless feuds with homoerotic subtext,” the doctor agreed. “To be honest, I just don’t have the heart to take over the world anymore. It’s just something I’m expected to do now. I didn’t want to be a doctor. I wanted to be a ballet dancer, but I couldn’t afford the tuition.”

“I never wanted to be a handsome, virile super spy,” admitted Mr. Graves. “I was trying to impress a girl. It turned out she was just a cardboard cutout of a TV actress.”

“We have so much in common,” said Doctor Destructo. “To think, in another life, we could be the best of friends.”

“I’d hug you,” Mr. Graves said, “but I’m strapped to this chair. Well, enough talk. Let’s get to shrinking. You do me first, then I’ll do you.”

Doctor Destructo smiled. “No. Let’s do it together,” he said, standing next to his victim and pointing the jewel right towards them both.

#g/t #g/t writing #giant/tiny #agke microfic #sfw gt #g/t july

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knowltonsrangers · 5 months

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fluff alphabet w/washington

[a/n: I did the first 13, I hope that’s okay! maybe I can finish it later, or at some other point!]

TURN!George Washington x reader

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Pretty much 80/20, per you the former. In moments of sure seclusion, expect him to be a bit more affectionate, yet, there is not necessarily a ton. He enjoys your presence alone, and there is no need to be all over each other to prove something he already knows.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Let’s be real, he’s a tired dad-friend. Always looking out for you, and consistently has that low-energy look in his eyes unless he’s taking a glance your way. He’s an excellent friend, one that anyone would be lucky to have.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Absolutely not, sorry to disappoint! It will be one-sided if you insist, but he’s not going to turn you away. Most he’ll do his sit beside you with his arm around your shoulders, and that’s enough for him. Sleeping may account for different circumstances, but that’s aside, he’s not really going to entertain such a subject.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Yeah, for sure! All he’s ever really wanted, tbh. He’s an alright cook, better at cleaning because he can reach all the high places.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

The right way. If he’s going to hurt your feelings, probably break your heart, he’s going to do it in private, and treat you with the upmost respect and dignity you deserve. His heart will break a bit if you cry, and will for sure hug you, if you would so wish.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

I think he would know when he’s found the right one, and it is ultimately up to his partner when they decide that they’re ready. He’s ready when you are.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Though his temper is something he’s sometimes irrational about, every bone in this man’s body aches to just be sat by your side and nothing else. He’s not emotionally soft, he’s possibly a bit guarded, but none of that is for show, but his personality. Physically, he could throw you over his shoulder and carry you around like it was nothing to him, but he’s the gentlest soul around you.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

In greeting, yeah. In goodbyes? Absolutely. For those times when you need it, or when he needs it? For sure. Randomly…I cannot say he’s a fan. If you nudge him and ask for one, he may be a bit more willing.

His hugs are like hugging a goddamn bear. Holds you tight and runs his hand up and down your back.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Most certainly in a moment of anger or a brewing fight. Says it in a moment when he can’t control his own words, because if he could, he probably would be too afraid to say them. He means them, wholeheartedly, just doesn’t quite know how to tell you.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Ehhh, no, I wouldn’t think so. Everyone knows that you two are happy together, so there’s really no grey area. He trusts you, you trust him.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

He always goes to kiss your forehead or cheek, just because it’s something that can be done as he envelops you in a hug. It’s not his favorite, that I would say are the tips of your fingers, but he’s not one to argue about it.

I’d say he likes to be kissed on his forehead (while in bed or seated) or his palms, just because it’s places you’ve uniquely taken to.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Probably not the best, but certainly not the worst. Just kinda lets them do whatever they like and will keep an eye on them best he can. If he were to do such a task alone, he’d likely ask for your help.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He’s likely already up and working before you’ve even had a chance to blink, but while mornings can be lonely, it’s always those late afternoons that you long for. If for some reason he’s to be home in the morning, he’s staying in bed as long as he possibly can.

#sul writes #turn amc #amc turn #turn washington's spies #turn: washington's spies #turn washingtons spies #george washington x reader #turn george washington #george washington imagine #george washington

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pidgebeats · 13 days

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cassidy peña - tlou oc

He’s one of them, she thought, no matter how much he tells his little sob story. I should leave him.

theme song

trigger warnings: character death, but not described very detailed.

CASSIDY was born in Mexico City. She was 12 on Outbreak Day, and her parents rushed to take her to America, thinking it would be safe there, but it was not. They travelled far in a little car to get her and her brother to the Boston Quarantine Zone.

When Cassidy was 16, her mother ran away from the Zone, leaving her, her grieving father, and her 18-year-old brother. She did not cope very well with this and ran away to join the Fireflies when she was eighteen.

She served with them for four years, until she was twenty-two, and then escaped from the Zone with the girl she was crushing on, Emilia, and Emilia's boyfriend, Noah. They travelled to the outskirts of Kansas City, and, in a horrible smuggler attack, Noah was shot and killed.

Cassidy fled with Emilia to a little log cabin in the woods that was kind of undisturbed by infected, but it was then she found out she was expecting. They fell in love over that short time, but when Cassidy was fully head-over-heels and completely ready to care for a child that was not hers, she found Emilia dead, hung by her neck, a snake carved into the tree next to her.

She was hell-bent on revenge for her late lover and her unborn baby, and so travelled to Oregon. She had recognised the snake: it was the symbol of a cult, she'd read about it back in Boston. She did end up finding them, and in a horrible state of mind where nobody could be freed, she managed to murder a significant number of them before finding the catalyst: a man, the same age as her, who seemed to be almost taken prisoner. His name was Jason, and he became Cassidy’s rock very quickly, helping her take down the last of the hostile cult members and convincing her to get to the next state over, Washington.

He knew about the Fireflies. I heard there’s a group that takes in Firefly refuges, he’d said, and that had sold Cassidy. If they could just find the girl that they needed to operate on, the auburn haired one, then maybe everything would be alright – they could cure people, meaning Noah and Emilia’s deaths wouldn’t be in vain.

In Seattle, Cassidy and Jason rode around on horses he had acquired when she had come down with a horrible fever until they were shot off of them, and they fled to an abandoned hotel. There, unbeknownst to the two, was a girl: she was an escaped Seraphite, another cult the duo had yet to discover, and she tried to attack them.

She warned them, and Cassidy had a row with Jason, but ultimately, they decided to take her in. Her real name was Aubrey, but she insisted on being called Star. She had dirty blonde hair and scars carving their way up her cheeks, and she referred to zombies as demons. She was also only 15.

They travelled together, but Star was far too hesitant of joining the Washington Liberation Front, and after meeting a rather violent blonde who tried to kill Star, they decided not to join up. Cassidy ended up regretting this for years to come. They headed to Wyoming, hearing of a settlement.

Jason seemed to be getting horribly sick during the journey to Wyoming. It had started just after they had encountered some infected in Montana, and Cassidy anxiously glanced at him very often. It wasn’t until one day later that Jason stopped dead at the border to Wyoming and showed Cassidy his leg. There was a horrible bite on it, angry and fungal, and Cassidy knew that must be the end of his journey.

She said they’d leave him behind, that Montana must have scenic places to die, but Jason begged for her to just kill him. Shoot him herself. Maybe it would have some resonance with her, he’d said, seeing as he had been a prisoner of the cult she’d taken down all the way back in Oregon. Maybe she should have just killed him then.

Cassidy was forced to shoot him. Star was the only thing she had left now, and the girl didn’t seem very happy. She refused to talk to Cassidy, and maybe the self-loathing of the woman stopped her from trying to rekindle their relationship. If she wants to run away, she’s very welcome. I won’t stop her.

They stayed in their silent little dance until they got to Jackson, where a very angry-looking woman had pointed a gun at them as soon as they tried to pass the gates. They had taken away Star’s bow and Cassidy’s machete, but, after Cassidy confirmed that she would be taking care of Star and that the girl was seventeen which meant no school, they were let in, being allowed to live in a nice little house next to a park.

Slowly growing closer again, Cassidy and Star went on patrols together, and when Star came to eat with Cassidy at the dinner table, that sealed it: they had made up. Star was like the child that Cassidy had never had – or, had almost had – and she often wondered if the girl saw her the same.

She knew that she would never recover from any of her losses – not Jason, nor Emilia, nor her mother – but she had Star, and maybe she helped her heal. She never thought about the Oregon cult or the pistol she had shot Jason with, burning the stupid thing, and she finally knew peace.

#oc lore #my ocs #cassidy peña #pidgebeats #tlou oc

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Connor Kenway NSFW Headcanons 18+

A= Aftercare (How they take care of their S/O after their love/sex session)

He will always, always, want to make sure that you’re not dead or not injured, he is a big man after all. Wherever you two are lying, he will never leave your side,

B= Body Part (Their favorite about yours and their own body)

His favorite part of yours are your eyes. He loves looking into them as you two make love. His own favorite would probably be his hands; they maybe bigger than yours but you love his touch and he loves showing his affection by touch. (You’re one of the few people that can get away with touching his shoulder out of the blue)

C= Cum (Where would it go? How dirty can it get to?)

He would have it out of you at first, being his innocent self and also surprised that he did it in the first place. After the first time, he would ask you where he may release.

D=Dirty Secret (Their secret, secret! (Shhhhh!))

Oh, he has no dirty secrets. All of his dirtiness spills out when he’s with you. He has no secrets to hide, and will never hide.

E=Experience (Have they done this before?)

No, he has not. It’s actually canon that he’s a Virgin in Assassin’s Creed III

F=Favorite Position (Pretty self explanatory)

His favorite would have to be the caboose or the old favorite doggy style. However, he is wanting to try new positions that your pretty mind might come up with

G=Goofy (Are they funny or serious during sex?)

Like his father, he takes this kind of thing seriously. Only sassy when sex isn’t happening.

H=Hair (How well groomed they are, does the bush look like their facial hair; in color?)

Depends. I think he’s a clean shaver, but he might also have some hairs there, and yes it’s the same color as his hair

I= Intimacy ( How intimate/romantic are they?)

He is very intimate. He would have you in his bedroom or on the bedroll outside his house in no time. He is a fast learner *wink*

J=Jackoff ( Do they do this? How much or how little? Where would they do it?)

At first, he would think it’s a bit too much, having your presence being enough to make him over the moon. If you’re long gone from him for days, he would do it at least once.

K=Kink (Are they? What would they do?)

You would have to show him what that means. When you do, he would be doing a new position in bed, tying you up while fucking you missionary style. For himself, he loves it when you scratch his back, makes him feel like a bear needing a back scratcher, and it’s heaven.

L=Location (Where they would do the do)

On a bedroll, in a tent, in his bedroom on his bed, slightly in a bath, and a wall.

M=Motivation (What turns them on)

He’s teaching you how to speak his language, so when you do, he just falls in love with the beauty of your voice. Sometimes, his animal in him just shows up when you stare at him for so long.

N=NO (Things they will NOT do!)

He will not do anything you don’t want to do. Everything will be consensual and agreeable on your terms.

O=Oral (Do they like it? Receiving or Giving?)

When he received it, it sparked something in him. The way your hips slightly shook, the way you took him into your mouth, and your hands just exploring his body. Though, he does love, love, to eat you out. Seeing your back arch, hearing your soft and loud moans as he ravishes your… nether region. He can’t choose which one he loves better.

P=Pace (Are they nice and slow, rough and fast, or in between?)

Depends on the day. One day, he’s as romantic and slow as you want him to be. The next, it feels like he’s an animal in heat, craving you, wanting you.

Q=Quickie (Do they like quickies?)

Quickies are when he has to be in battle soon or his father made him pissed about something fatherly. He would take you to the nearest wall to do it.

R=Risk ( How Risky can they be?)

The bedroll is as risky as he’s going to be. It might be close to the army base, but he’ll make sure you two have your privacy. If someone shows up, well, *chuckles*, Washington will think the poor soldier got killed in battle. Or he’ll threaten to kill them if you put a stop to Connor. The soldier will be traumatized though either way.

S=Stamina (How long can they go?)

This man, this man. He can go all night and possibly a few more. Stamina is his bitch-

T=Toy (Modernized)

Mainly bondage. Though, modernly, he might use a flogger, beads, and a vibrator.

U=Unfair (Do they tease, how unfair can they be?)

Teasing is his way of payback if he notices a guy is flirting with you. Some men in the Homestead might do so, actually. But, when he teases, he makes sure to make it overwhelming for you and to have you orgasm more times than you can count.

V=Volume (How loud are they?)

Occasionally he’ll make a few grunts and groans. The loud noises will be his panting as he fucks you out of this world.

W=Wild Card (Random Headcanon)

Haytham, his father, secretly enjoys it when Connor speaks about you to him, even if it’s to protect you. Modernly, he’ll be giving Connor money to go buy things for you, but he tells him to wear protection, which always gets Connor riled up in anger and embarrassment but goes to buy some anyway.

X= X-Ray (What’s it like down there?)

Nice and big! His length is 9 inches and erect is 11 inches. His huge width might break you in two though on the first time.

Y= Yearning (How High is their sex drive)

His sweetness around you might have the impression that his sex drive is not as much as a really horny solider out of war, but you are wrong. In secret, which he later tells you, he yearns for you every day, even if it’s just a quickie or playing with your clit. But, he can control it very well until you manage to get him riled up.

Z= Zzz… (Sleep)

He’ll be the big spoon, holding you gently but secure in his arms. And as he watches you fall asleep, he’ll have this happy, sweet smile, knowing he has the girl of his dreams. Once he sleeps, he doesn’t wake up until the sun shines.

#assassins creed 3 #connor kenway #assassins creed #ratonhnhaké:ton #18+ only #headcanon #assassins creed headcanons #not safe for minors

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dear washington daughter ; 2.4k ; charles/unnamed

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cw: allusions to body image issues/dysphoria/anxiety, mentions of max/lando/charles

please ignore the formatting, i’m just working this out. but this is literally my HEARTS work and i hope that anyone who comes across this finds something that they like!

The ceiling of charles’ student apartment had a crack, long and arcing across the ceiling. he paid an excessive price for this apartment and yet, his ceiling was still cracked, exposing millimeters of the foundation underneath. he wasn’t too bothered about that, but he should’ve been, he supposes. it was too exhausting to care about those things when he rarely had enough energy to care about most things going on in life.

he’s been in new york for only a week and that feeling had been creeping on him, already. he thought when he left washington it would go away, but he’s brought the same charles to new york. to the city of his dreams or whatever bullshit that they tried to tell him on his college tour. he wanted to get away from eastern washington and the years of repressed heartbreak he experienced in that god forsaken town.

charles turned his head to look out his tiny window. it was raining in new york, it had been since he arrived, which felt like a sign from god or whoever. a sign for what? he didn’t know, but it felt significant to note. maybe even new york didn’t want him and this was the silent rebellion against him. he hated being wet and soggy, it always made him feel too aware of his own body. violently shocked back into awareness of each muscle and limb’s positioning. it felt like the city took on a mind of its own and knew that the moment he stepped foot in it.

he spends most days attempting to be unaware of where his body is and what his body looks like so in those moments where he is ripped from that and into the knowledge of every single rain soaked bit of himself, he feels sick. it only adds to the growing pit in his stomach, the knot of tension and worry that he has been spinning for himself since he was 15 years old and everything started feeling so wrong within himself. he started to feel inadequate and uncomfortable within the body he had. looking back, he thinks these feelings had always plagued him in the depths of his mind, but turning 15 and losing his virginity had brought those feelings to the forefront of his mind.

he had enjoyed the experience overall, but the feeling of her hands on his body felt wrong and he assured himself that he was gay, afterall. until he slept with max and he still felt wrong, every single inch of his body feeling off, like there were parts of him that needed to be there to enjoy the experience that he fundamentally lacked. he felt so far removed from each experience, every single time he attempted to sleep with someone just made him feel more and more vile, his stomach turning whenever their hands brushed his skin.

he brushed his hands over his own stomach, pressing his lips together as he stared out the window, his bitten finger tips sliding further down his body, reaching into his sweats to feel himself. he was soft, he very rarely was able to get hard on his own. whenever he did this, he needed to think that he was someone else. he usually pretended he was touching max or lando. he liked making them feel good, as long as they didn’t touch him on his stomach or chest. only on his waist and hips. he liked when they grabbed his waist. he liked when they called him pretty, when they praised his eyes and dimples.

he could feel himself filling out when he thought of those things, of being pretty and making the people he loves feel good. he wrapped a hand around himself, stroking like how he knew max liked it, the pleasure secondary in his mind. his spine tingled with how off it always felt. he always felt a little detached when he touched himself, but he wanted the relief, the endorphins that always managed to make him feel at least a little bit better.

charles gasped, his hips stuttering as he sped up, hand unconsciously clenching around himself and he was ripped from it. from the carefully constructed fantasy he made for himself so he could touch himself. he opened his eyes, looking directly at the window where it was still pouring rain. his stomach ached as he looked down, and saw he was still half hard. he tucked himself back into his pants and he laid back to continue to watch the rain race down his window, his arms wrapped around himself. he ignored his ringing phone where it vibrated against his bare back. he couldn’t stand being on it, max and lando posting their happiness and rubbing it in his face. he knew that wasn’t what they were trying to do, but it still hurt to see. to see them both happy with their boyfriends, while charles was still alone.

he couldn’t fault them, daniel and max were always destined to be with each other. so were lando and lando’s max. childhood best friends who would have moved mountains for charles’ two loves. charles knew the ending before he started sleeping with either of them, but it was still bittersweet. to fall halfway in love with the only two people who saw him and know that he was merely a bed warmer for the ones they truly loved. and now that he was in new york while they were all in washington, he was even lonelier and far removed from the entire group.

he was hoping maybe that they would take the hint and stop talking to him after he moved. instead, they were even more resolved to talk to him and make him feel included despite him being so far away. lando called him every day that he had been there, and charles ignored most of them and feigned being busy for the ones he had picked up. he would worry about it when max called him. max only called him when it was dire and lando was freaking out over him. but for now he was going to ignore lando’s calls and put it out of his mind just how sad and miserable he was away from them

turns out, all it took was charles ignoring that one phone call because lando not only roped max into calling but also charles’ ultimate weakness: daniel. daniel might have been a pain in his side but daniel was also charles’ oldest friend and he knew exactly what to say to charles when he needed it. even if charles did not think he needed it.

“charlie.” was the first thing out of daniel’s mouth when charles picked up his facetime call. “why aren’t you talking to lando? he’s in my phone right now freaking out and about to shit himself because he thinks something happened.” charles sighed and rolled his eyes at how dramatic lando was being, even though he felt a little bit better that he still cared.

“i’m fine, daniel. just busy.” daniel gave him a deadpan as he looked to the background of charles’ room.

“i dunno it looks like you’re sitting shirtless in your dorm. plenty not busy, actually. max even looked to see when your classes start so you don’t have any excuses. no bullshit: what is wrong?” charles sighs, laying down and resting his head on his pillow as he stares up at the crack in his ceiling.

“i don’t fucking know daniel.” he replied in italian, knowing max was most likely there as well and this wasn’t for him, only them. “i’m exhausted. these feelings have been following me for years and they followed me here. i don’t want to talk and see everyone so happy all the time when i’m so far away and feel so left out.”

daniel was quiet and charles looked over to see him chewing on his thumb nail as he obviously thought things through, his eyes big.

“carlo, we love you so much. you know that. you know max loves you, you know i love you, i mean shit, man. lando is about to fly to new york to hunt you down because he worries so much about you. so things are different and we’re in different places but we will always be here and always love you.”

charles closed his eyes and sighed.

“i love you guys, i’m just trying to figure things out so far away. i need some space to adjust and that includes quiet time. i’m sorry i’m not picking up i just don’t have the energy right now.” he was lying, he didn’t really want to speak to them, but he wasn’t going to tell daniel that.

charles picked up the phone to give an excuse to hang up but max wrenched the phone out of daniel’s hand, tilting it to look at charles and giving charles a good view of his forehead.

“charles.” max said in that tone that indicated that he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. “last year, you had to whip me into shape. so i am going to do the same. we will never say no if you need us, but you need to tell us when you need us. you think all these things like i do not see you. i see you.”

charles walked out of his room and into his kitchen, still on the phone with max, chatting about mundane things as charles made himself a TV dinner. he smiled sweetly at his phone as max told him a story about his cat, leaning against the counter as his dinner cooked.

charles’ roommate took that as his que to come out and loudly snicker, muttering under his breath that of course he got roomed with the gay boy. charles sighed, curling his body in on itself. max stopped what he was saying and demanded, quite loudly, to know why charles was acting shy and upset all of a sudden.

“it’s nothing, cheri.” he muttered and max’s face wrinkled, he could see the demands about to roll off his tongue.

“can you facetime your boyfriend somewhere else?” his roommate chimed, a fairly ugly (in charles’ opinion) guy from rhode island that he got randomly paired with because he knew nobody and didn’t make the effort to actually meet anyone.

“i’m just cooking dinner and talking to a friend.” charles replied defensively, his shoulders curled up as if he was about bolt. he grasped his phone in his hand going to mute himself so max and daniel didn’t hear, but daniel wrenched the phone from max’s hand.

“do not mute this, charles.” his voice was serious as he looked at charles through the screen.

lucas huffed and crossed arms, trying to defend himself “i’m saying, i don’t care that you are gay or whatever! but if you want to talk to your boyfriend or boyfriends, i don’t want to hear that!”

daniel was about to start in on him but the microwave beeped and charles just sighed. “yeah, whatever.” he mocked the other, grabbing the hot tray and stomping to his bedroom, shutting the door.

“i love you guys, i’m going to hang up and eat. i need some time right now.” he pressed the red button and muted his phone, setting it down on his tiny desk face down. he had no urge to deal with any of that in the current moment, just wanting to curl up on his crappy twin bed and sleep. he felt pathetic, he couldn’t even stand up for himself when his roommate was being horrible to him in front of his friends.

charles ate his dinner in disgust, barely getting halfway through before he felt his stomach turn and he threw his dinner in his bin, curling up on his bed and closing his eyes as he played a random youtube video from his phone. he drifted off to a critical analysis of the formula 1 system, curled around himself.

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The crack is still there when Charles looks up at the top of his ceiling. The cracks are still there in his stomach when he rolls over and sees himself in the full length mirror, his eyes bloodshot and watery as he looks and sees a thin man, baby faced and exhausted. His face looks gaunt and his hair is growing out, his hair long enough to show his waves. Charles can barely stand to look down from his face because he knows what he will see and he knows his stomach will turn inside out.

He still looks down, sees everything flat flat flat and broad. Shoulders too wide, hips too narrow, even his waist makes him feel awful. And when he slides his hands down to feel the way his collar bones lead into his delts, he sees that even his hands are too much for him. Too much of what; he doesn’t know, but his mind is screaming a symphony of “wrong wrong wrong” and he can’t take it. Charles looks away and back at the crack, craning his neck to see if he could spot the wooden foundation underneath the plaster.

His phone alarm goes off, indicating that he needed to get up for the stupid orientation they were forcing all first years to go to as a part of the introduction week. Charles did not want to get up but he had no choice, it was required. He rolled out of bed, stretching and popping his back, the thin mattress doing no favors for his body aches.

A glance out the window told him it was still raining, which made the frustration in his stomach raise to a broil. This fucking city was getting under his skin and making him feel out of his mind. He sorted through his messy closet, pulling out his baggiest pair of jeans, a random hoodie, and his raincoat. He felt like hiding from the world, shielding every part of himself.

Charles glanced at himself in the mirror, feeling slight relief that he was covered fully. He put a beanie on for maximum coverage, wishing he could wear his glasses without getting rain all over them.

He attempted to sneak into the shared bathroom but Lucas was already in there, hogging it. Charles huffed, taking his toothbrush and contacts to the kitchen sink, brushing his teeth and slipping his contacts in, preparing himself for the day ahead. He put everything back and applied deodorant, grabbing his shoes and bag on the way out, sliding his earbuds in before he made his way down to the lobby, looking down at his feet to avoid eye contact.

He needed time to prepare for talking and being around so many people, and he wasn’t fully prepared.

#charles leclerc #max verstappen #lando norris #lestappen #charles/lando #background #maxiel #charles nyu au #dear washington daughter au

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the strange men playlists

[ - songs that remind or are related to the characters/story of Uri’s strange men RPG games ! + 20 songs in each playlist ]

THE CROOKED MAN.

LINK HERE

songs -

lit up - radiator hospital // eros - the buttertones // henry - lowertown // cursive - billie marten // caught up - sights & sounds ft. nicole dollanganger // sometimes - radiator hospital // stomach it [ acoustic ] - crywolf // ghost under my bed - johnny goth // foghorn - puzzle // my propeller - arctic monkeys // fever dream - kitty sucker // send the pain below - chevelle // folklore and tall tales - w.c lindsay // lullaby - the cure // dragon bones - jamie t // structure - odd sweetheart // flowers for all occasions - blood culture // the boy who blocked his own shot - brand new // crutch - pinback // dumb - pretty sick

THE SANDMAN.

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songs -

one day robots will cry - cobra starship // the prettiest star - david bowie // rises the moon - liana flores // last words of a shooting star - mitski // sleep eater - slothrust // bad dream - johnny goth // monodrama - benches // eye dozer - spirit club // hot faced - margaux // congratulations - mgmt // flies - aubrey key // insomniac - memo boy ft. chakra efendi // you are the moon - the hush sound // roots - billie marten // pool - paramore // the more i sleep, the less i dream - we were promised jetpacks // caroline - lowertown // preoccupied - save face // why even try - hippo campus // fingers - it looks sad.

THE BOOGIE MAN.

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songs -

i could be dangerous [ demo ] - reverie sound revue // wires - the neighbourhood // evil - interpol // if you were there, beware - arctic monkeys // it was a pleasure - echo & the bunnymen // moon waltz [ piano verson ] - cojum dip // sparks - coldplay // counting - heavens // you’ve seen the butcher - deftones // a little death - the neighbourhood // gun shy - widowspeak // i know it’s over [ demo ] - the smiths // mr. fear - siames // too much to ask - arctic monkeys // a beginner’s guide to destroying the moon - foster the people // song seven - interpol // this charming man - the smiths // maybe it’s a fantasy - johnny goth // i know - private island // blindness - metric

THE HANGED MAN.

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songs -

fortress - pinback // mice - billie marten // leave me be - computerwife // hole in the earth - deftones // mt. washington - local natives // hazy - vulpix // ykwim? - yot club // drowning - johnny goth // six flags in f or g - surfer blood // to kelly lee - the speed of sound in seawater // agoraphobia - deerhunter // lavender blood - fox academy // dear child ( i’ve been dying to reach you ) - anthony green // we live underground - lights on // mother make me golden - dear and the headlights // spellbound - siouxsie and the banshees // stardust - amarante // last snowstorm of the year - hippo campus // younger - the hails // welcome and goodbye // dream, ivory

i hope you enjoy !

#the crooked man #the sandman #the sand man #the hanged man #crookedman #thecrookedman #thesandman #theboogieman #the boogie man #boogieman #thehangedman #urigames #urirpggames #uri rpg games #playlist #playlists #fan playlist #rpggames #uri

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Awards season is coming? No awards season is now. And a bit earlier than it has been in the past.

Netflix led the pack having their first screening October 8th for Ana de Armas' BLONDE. While I missed out on that I have a availed myself to two Netflix screenings so far: the servicable THE GOOD NURSE starring ruddy faced twins Jessica Chastain and Eddie Redmayne

and Henry Selick's long awaited return film WENDELL & WILD cowritten with Jordan Peele.

In the next few weeks I have Netflix's other offerings: Alejandro G. Iñárritu's BARDO: FALSE CHRONICLE OF A HANDFUL OF TRUTHS, Sebastián Lelio's THE WONDER starring Florence Pugh, Guillermo del Toro's GUILLERMO DEL TORO's PINOCCHIO which promises to be a darker take than the recent Disney's PINOCCHIO. Del Toro's PINOCCHIO features the voicework of Gregory Mann as our little wooden boy liar, David Bradley - that evil Walder Frey from GAME OF THRONES as Geppetto and Ewan McGregor as Sebastian J. Cricket , and Laure de Clermont-Tonnerre's take on LADY CHATTERLY'S LOVER starring Emma Corrin and Jack O'Connell.

While Amazon has had their slate available as long as Netflix has,

they only just begun holding screenings. While the Ron Howard film THIRTEEN LIVES was open first, its screenings aren't until December. They had a screening of Lena Dunham's CATHERINE CALLED BIRDY with Dunham on hand for a Q&A but I had already watched the film. Now the screenings are rolling out in earnest but for November and December. The first L.A screening for the Harry Styles, Emma Corrin starrer MY POLICEMAN won't be until November 8th, with the subsequent ones in December.

Disney has begun screenings but in a myriad of ways. For their Searchlight (formerly Fox Searchlight) offerings

they have in-person screenings for THE MENU (starring Anya Taylor Joy, Nicholas Hoult and Ralph Fiennes), GOOD LUCK TO YOU, LEO GRANDE starring Emma Thompson and Daryl McCormack (which aired on the Disney majority owned HULU), Martin McDonagh's gloriously funny and beautifully bleak THE BANSHEES OF INISHERIN starring Colin Farrell, Brendan Gleeson, Kerry Condon and new father Barry Keoghan and Sam Mendes' triumphant EMPIRE OF LIGHT starring Olivia Colman, Micheal Ward, Toby Jones and Colin Firth.. Such a lovely ode to cinema and connectedness against the backdrop of the early 80s with Thatcherism and racism in Britian.

The only 20th Century (formerly 20th Century Fox) film they are pushing is David O'Russell's uneven AMSTERDAM starring a wasted cast led by Christian Bale, Margot Robbie and John David Washington. They don't have screening options for it yet, but they are pushing the original song "Time" co-written by Drake and performed by Giveon. It's a very lovely song and fits the film.

For their Marvel, Pixar, LucasFilm and Disney offerings voters have the option to screen their selected slate on Disney+ or view it in their exclusive screening room. They have WAKANDA FOREVER advertised, but as of yet no viewing method assigned to it.

Sony has just posted their slate

and so far the only L.A screening is THE WOMAN KING to be held this week with a Q&A with director Gina Prince-Bythwood, star and executive-producer Viola Davis, her producer Julius Tennon, editor Terilyn Shropshire, Cinematographer Polly Morgan and Composer Terence Blanchard.

United Artists (UA) has also just posted their slate

and curiously - at least for now - they have limited the organizations to just the AMPAS (Academy of Motion Picture Arts & Sciences), the DGA (Directors Guild), the PGA (the Producers Guild) and the BAFTAS - no WGA, yet.

*Luca's work will be celebrated by American Cinemateheque. Among his works being shown is BONES AND ALL with a sold out screening on November 6th.

no SAG-AFTRA, no Film Independent (who holds the Spirit Awards). Maybe as the months roll on they will open it up, but this isn't too unusual. Last year their major arm MGM was very selective with who they opened LICORICE PIZZA to. That one was generally geared towards the technical fields like cinematographers, directors and editors.

And to show just how alive awards season is The Gotham Awards nominations have been announced.

Best Feature Aftersun: (director)Charlotte Wells The Cathedral (director) Ricky D’Ambrose Dos Estaciones (director) Juan Pablo González Everything Everywhere All At Once (directors) The Daniels (Daniel Kwan, Daniel Scheinert) Tár (director) Todd Field

Best Screenplay After Yang Armageddon Time Catherine Called Birdy Tár Women Talking

Outstanding Lead Performance Cate Blanchett-Tár Danielle Deadwyler - Till Dale Dickey - A Love Song Colin Farrell -After Yang Brendan Fraser - The Whale Paul Mescal - Aftersun Thandiwe Newton - God’s Country Aubrey Plaza - Emily the Criminal Taylor Russell -Bones and All Michelle Yeoh - Everything Everywhere All At Once

*Cate Blanchett and Danielle Deadwyler are my frontrunners. Two very different performances but they were both outstanding. I would have nominated Colin Farrell for THE BANSHESS OF INISHERIN because he takes such big swings in that film. AFTER YANG is a more quieter performance.

Outstanding Supporting Performance Jessie Buckley - Women Talking Raúl Castillo - The Inspection Hong Chau -The Whale Brian Tyree Henry - Causeway Nina Hoss - Tár Noémie Merlant - Tár Ke Huy Quan - Everything Everywhere All At Once Mark Rylance - Bones and All Gabrielle Union- The Inspection Ben Whishaw - Women Talking

Other Categories

Breakthrough Performer Anna Cobb - We’re All Going to the World’s Fair Frankie Corio - Aftersun Anna Diop - Nanny Gracija Filipovic - Murina Kalie Reis - Catch the Fair One

Breakthrough Series – Short Format (under 40 minutes) Abbott Elementary As We See It Mo Rap Sh!t Somebody Somewhere

Breakthrough Series – Long Format (over 40 minutes) Pachinko Severance Station Eleven This is Going to Hurt (So fantastic. Extraordinary but the question is it better than SEVERANCE or PACHINKO and I honestly can't judge it. They are all so great). Yellowjackets

Outstanding Performance in a New Series Bilal Baig - Sort Of Ayo Edebiri - The Bear Janelle James - Abbott Elementary Minha Kim -Pachinko Matilda Lawler - Station Eleven Britt Lower - Severance Melanie Lynskey - Yellowjackets Zahn McClarnon - Dark Winds Sue Ann Pien - As We See It Ben Whishaw - This is Going to Hurt

Breakthrough Nonfiction Series The Andy Warhol Diaries The Last Movie Stars Mind over Murder The Rehearsal We Need To Talk About Cosby

Best Documentary Feature All That Breathes (director): Shaunak Sen All the Beauty and the Bloodshed (director) Laura Poitras I Didn’t See You There (director) Reid Davenport The Territory: (director) Alex Pritz What We Leave Behind (director) Iliana Sosa

Best International Feature Athena: (director) Romain Gavras The Banshees of Inisherin (director) Martin McDonagh Corsage (director)Decision to Leave: (director)Park Chan-wook, Happening (director) Audrey Diwan Saint Omer (director) Alice Diop

Bingham Ray Breakthrough Director Award Charlotte Wells for Aftersun Owen Kline for Funny Pages Elegance Bratton for The Inspection Antoneta Alamat Kusijanovic for Murina Beth de Araújo for Soft & Quiet Jane Schoenbrun for We’re All Going to the World’s Fair

#awards season #gotham awards #luca guadagnino #bones and all #movies #film #wendell & wild #my policeman #movie talk #mgm #empire of light #sam mendes #the good nurse #eddie redmayne #jessica chastain #danielle deadwyler #Till #timothee chalamet #timmy chalamet

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steter-bang · 2 years

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What a week, huh?? But you did it! You made it to Friday! 🥳

Enjoy some Steter fics from previous Steter Bangs as your reward! 😉

With a Heave-O Haul! Author: Nenagh24 Collection: Steter Bang 2021 Art: Embedded by Starkurt Rating: T Words: 35,219 Summary: "When Stiles tags along on his best friend’s first voyage away from Beacon Point, he comes to appreciate the Shelby’s crew along with her captain, Peter Hale, and begins to wonder if he's finally found a place for himself along the way."

Tell Me Lies (Tell Me Sweet Little Lies) Author: rightsidethru Collection: 14K Steter Reverse Bang (2018) Art: Here by Rina Rating: T Words: 14,125 Summary: "Pick a card--any card." * Card shark, magician, or descendant of Cassandra the Prophet: No matter who or what Stiles Stilinski truly was, he was the only chance at the Hale Pack's survival."

Awash in Your Peace Author: SpookyMiscreant Collection: 14K Steter Reverse Bang (2018) Art: Here by Ruby Rating: G Words: 9,507 Summary: "Stiles leans against the shaking machine and stares blankly at the book in his hands. He doesn’t remember the last time he had a real meal. He pushes his glasses back up his nose and tries to use the sounds of an empty laundromat to motivate him to read more. He’d managed to reanimate a corpse but the spell had worn off too quickly to test the Kerastes venom properly. He had to get this right soon, he was bound to get caught sneaking around the local graveyards, until he had his research approved he would be in danger of being caught and charged with a felony. “Maybe if I add more of-”Stiles stopped mumbling out loud when he heard the door open and someone step into the once empty room. “Oh don’t stop on my account darling.” Came a rumbling, cocky voice from above him. “Please don’t be who I think it is” Stiles whispered, clenching his eyes closed tight in denial."

Point of Contact Author: Goddess47 Collection: Steter Reverse Bang (2019) Art: Here by Hisaribi Rating: M Words: 16,046 Summary: "Stiles had one job: deliver this file to Peter Hale. Peter had other ideas."

Trust in the End Author: Tahlruil Collection: Steter Reverse Bang (2019) Art: Here by ShebaRen Rating: E Words: 18,314 Summary: "Stiles had always kind of assumed that the end of the world was going to be full of fire and panicking people. Nuclear warfare had pretty much been his guess as to how it would all go, but he could be flexible on that. His only certainty was that it would be man-made, because people always messed things up. He hadn't expected the end to be full of snow and freezing cold. He hadn't expected to be so alone while it was happening, hadn't thought he would be making a trek from California all the way up to - if his maps and bearings were right - Washington State. He definitely hadn't expected for it all to happen while his parents were away on a trip for their second honeymoon. Thankfully he'd fallen in with a wolf who had saved his life and then hung around like a bad penny afterward."

An Opportunity Author: merrythoughts & ReallyMissCoffee Collection: Steter Reverse Bang (2019) Art: See next paragraph Rating: T Words: 16,327 Summary: "Yes, but on one condition," Stiles blurts out and it's like he almost surprises himself with his answer, but the pieces slide into place and Stiles knows that this is the right decision. He's going to do the right thing here. And if he plays his cards right, maybe he can help contain the damage like an oil spill."

ART for "An Opportunity" Artist: penumbria Collection: Steter Reverse Bang (2019)

#steter mini bang 2022 #fic rec friday

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confoundedluna · 2 years

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Here's the Until Dawn iconic and absolutely ridiculous lines masterlist, please let me know if there's any good ones that I miss! Sorry this took a while, I had to be Thorough with this. (no they aren't in any particular order, I apologise for that)

MIKE

Maybe we should start with a little, you know, making out, and see where it goes from there.

Jesus hot sauce Christmas cake.

Oh my God, totally, we're SO gonna make-out!

Shutters are shutted.

That scared the blue out of my jeans!

Alright! Let's get going, ya fucked up sonnovabitch.

What- are you serious? Now I gotta find a fucking keycard?!

Fuck nuggets!

All wrapped like a little present with a bow on top for that thing to tear us apart on Christmas morning?

This is the safe room, Em!

One at a time, boys. There's enough of me for all a'ya.

Got any marshmallows?

ASHLEY

Go suck an egg!

What are you tweeting?! Hashtag there's a freaking ghost after us?!

Chris, if this is your way of trying to make me feel better... you're fired.

We're freezing our buns off out here!

EMILY

Understand the palm of my hand, bitch.

It was just a prank, Han!

Rule number one, Emily is always right. Rule number two, nothing else matters because Emily is always right.

Holy Cannoli.

Ugh. Unfollow.

Oh, did you not hear me? Was your sluttiness too loud?

At least I can think. 4.0, bitch, honor roll. Suck on that when you're trying to sleep your way into a job.

Oh God. Here goes six hundred bucks... Better be worth it. I looked great in that top.

Meatbrain? Mister Musclebrawn? Matt the incredible sulk?

I found her head. I found Beth's head. ||| Beth freaking Washington.

JESSICA

That bitch is on crack or something.

You couldn’t buy a moldy loaf of bread with your skanky ass.

Michael! I have the best idea! Let's go hug a bear!

As far as I can tell, I still have all seven of my limbs!

That's what bats do! They bite me!

Maybe nosey nannies shouldn't go nosin' around in other peoples'... nostrils...

Boom shakka-lakka!

Sex-iled.

Stand back, Debbie Downer.

CHRIS

I should have paid more attention in climbing class.

Your ass just got saaaacked!

Panel opens, head explodes!

Boom! You just got monked!

(They don't like fire.) I don't like fire!

I'm bad. I'm a badass.

It's a dummy, dummy.

Any, uh, pro Wendigo tips? Like if I rub garlic all over me they won't be able to smell me or something?

JOSH

Let's party like we're fucking porn stars, okay?

Ooh, a sleepover! C-Can we order pizza?

Can't tie 'em up if they just wriggle around!

Godspeed, pilgrim.

Chris is an ass, Ashley’s a dumb dumb.

Do you have an app that can get you laid? ||| Dude, you don't. The answer is that you don't.

I hope you appreciated my little phantasmagorical spectacle!

Guaranteed for at least three hostages, or your money back!

You know what that sound is? It's the sound of never kissing Ashley, you pussy!

I don't take orders from you. You can't tell me what to do.

MATT

Why do you hate my jacket?

I've seen you fit into some pretty tight jeans, Em. ||| It's a talent!

It's no prob, babe. But you gotta remember that there's more to this guy than just bein' a lean, mean, luggage lifting machine.

I was bein' like... sexy.

This ain't roomy enough for you?

Does this 'spot' start with a 'G'?

Boy I'd be a terrible boyfriend if I let a scary old totem pole bite your hand off, wouldn't I?

SAM

Nice shootin’, Tex!

I see a hot bath in my crystal ball.

Watch out for that Josh, he's a schemer!

The towel didn't turn out to be the best outfit for fighting off killer maniacs.

It was just a cute little baby wolverine!

Can I have my clothes back now or am I supposed to hang out in a towel for the rest of the weekend? ... Towel it is, then.

Spunky for an old timer.

You need to listen to me. I don't care if you believe me or not. Doesn't matter because you will. You need to go down to the mines.

I've seen what's down there... and I'd give anything to unsee it.

#until dawn #quotes #supermassive games #michael munroe #mike munroe #chris hartley #emily davis #ashley brown #josh washington #matt taylor #matthew taylor #jessica riley #sam giddings #samantha giddings

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toomanystoriessolittletime · 3 years

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Pedro Pascal’s Characters

updated: 09/10/2021

Fic Ratings (read warnings in fic for details):

(G) General Audiences

(M) Mature

(E) Explicit: only suitable for adults

-> fake dating Drabbles with all the dude’s <-

Home (M)

It’s been a long day year for Javi and all he wants is to go home.

Leave the light on (G)

Sleeping with the lights out seemed like a thing all the people do. So you told him how you struggled with it, after you almost fell asleep at a stake out he made sure you would feel safe from now on.

switch (E)

When your new hot neighbor turned out to be no other than Javier Peña, the Agent that would join one of your Departments with you as his Superior, things should get a little more complicated. But somehow they didn’t…

Missing you (G)

A gala from the American embassy in Bogota lets you finally run in the man who you left without saying goodbye almost two years ago.

mix up (E)

A mix-up with the building's laundry was all it took to get what you always secretly wanted.

late night calls (E)

It all started with a phone call to the DEA office to tell Javier about the surgery of his father. You had insisted to take care of him after Chucho told you about the surgery. That you would fall in love with his son you had never met before? Just as surprising to you as it was to Javier.

Night shift (E)

Meeting Javier during one of your nightshifts at the hospital turned into falling in love with him. But working different shifts can be challenging, yet you somehow make it work.

Whiskey, Cigarettes and Condoms (E)

You are working in a shop and your most interesting customer is the hot guy who buys XL Condoms every single week. Until he stopped.

Don't you want me (M)

6 years passed since Javier made the one decision he wished he could take back. What happens when he meets the one woman he ever truly loved?

Decisions (G)

You find your boyfriend cheating with one of your friends after getting home from work and call the person you always call when shit hits the fan.

Drabbles:

answering machine (G)

It's been two years since you heard Javier's voice. That didn't mean you weren't talking to him.

-> inevitable (series; M->E)

All your life you thought that there was no way the prophecy would come true. That was until you answered a distress call from a certain Mandalorian.

firsts (G)

Din knew it was the best for the kid to go with the Jedi. But on his way back to… he didn’t really know where, there was only one person he would allow to see how sad he really was.

saved (G)

Being saved during a battle by a Mandalorian might have been faith for Alana and her little daughter Leila.

my girl (E)

A Mandalorian crashing into your backyard and ruining your business might have been the best thing that ever happened to you.

Watch me (E)

You try to tease the Mandalorian after taking a skinny dip in the lake. He’s not having it.

drabbles:

one day (M)

One day you would get Din out of his armor to swim with you. Today you succeeded... partially

Happiness (G)

Din finds happiness. And his son finds his old armor.

prompts:

" I know we're not together but I might die today so I'm going to kiss you just in case there is no later" (G)

thots:

Din been jealous (E)

The baker’s daughter (E)

Mydra never thought she would end up in the local brothel, but after her father died, and she was too young to take over his business as the local baker, she found herself agreeing to what was proposed to her. So she lived at the local brothel, watching the girls and boys work, observing, until one day she finally would be ready to let one man be her first. That she would form somewhat of a friendship with the Prince of Dorne was as surprising to her as it was to him.

My flower (E)

Falling for the Prince of Dorne after he took you in, letting you work as his maid, was not something you (or him) planned. But when he found you sleeping in his bed, wearing his cloak, you were about to find out that maybe it wasn't just you who had fallen in love.

One step ahead (E)

When you took the job you knew that he might be there. Breaking up with him because of your ego was a mistake. But you were here to do your job. Weren’t you?

Drabbles:

caught (E)

It was a hot day in Sunspear. With the Martell family gone for travels, you wanted to sneak into the royal pool to cool down. Never thinking that maybe you weren't as alone as you thought.

and then the world stopped (E) Part 1 Part 2

Vic wasn’t unhappy when she moved with her husband to Washington D.C. She was happily married, had a new job as a teacher and was trying to get pregnant. But after a year of trying still nothing has happened. She didn’t know that just one accident of the nanny of one of the children in her class was about to change her whole life.

two lives (M)

Dave never planned to cheat on his wife. He never planned to fall in love with another woman. He never planned to live two separate lives. And he never planned to be attending the funeral of the love of his life after their mission went wrong.

second chance (G) (sequel to two lives)

7 months passed since Dave found out the woman he loved didn't die. Would she ever remember him?

disobedience (E)

Working as the babysitter for Dave York’s daughters came with all kinds of benefits. You didn’t mean to become one of those people. The typical cliche of the babysitter sleeping with the father of the kids you were watching but there was something about him you couldn’t stop thinking about. This is also how you found yourself at the only place he told you to not ever visit him, wearing nothing but a coat. The CIA offices.

private show (E)

Monica was struggling to give her two daughters everything they deserved. When Dave York walks into the Diner she worked in one night and offers her a job at his strip club, things begin to change…

Dance the night away (E)

He didn’t look like he could dance Salsa. But oh how wrong you were...

strictly professional (E)

AU: You were tired of handling your boss' affairs. Not because that wasn't part of your job. No. Because you wanted to be his affair. His only affair. And you had a plan for how to get there. Even if it meant blackmailing your boss Dave York.

unusual love(rs) (E)

When your husband Frankie proposed seeing other people while he’s gone for work you were hesitant at first. Until you found just how much he liked the idea of you with another man…

-> love(rs) (E)

Frankie is home and he hasn’t stopped thinking about the video you sent him. Now he wants to watch live. And participate.

found (G)

Dave and you had been friends for 20 years. You watched him get married to another woman and become a Dad, ignoring the constant heartbreak it was causing you cause you were in love with him. Four months after his death you receive a postcard with cordinates. What would you find?

to die for (G)

The man who broke your heart comes back to protect you from the man you were falling in love with.

one wish granted (G)

You could have wished that the man you had loved all your life finally would love you back. It was him granting the wishes after all. Instead, you wished you had never met him. That you really didn’t remember him maybe was the punishment Max deserved most.

Paris (G)

Maxwell Lord left after everything that happened with the Dreamstone. But a little part of you hoped you would see him again.

changes (G)

On your way to your last day at work before you start a new job you almost got ran over by a dog (and a boy). Thankfully a handsome stranger is there to help.

Neighbors (M)

After breaking up with your fiancé you find yourself moving back in with your brother and his daughter just outside of the city. Marcus Moreno is his neighbor and he really does take his neighborly duties to heart. Including taking care of mowing the lawn when your brother had to leave for work for a while.

Yes, Mr. Moreno (M)

With Missy moving out of the house to go to college Marcus felt more alone than ever before. When he met his daughters college roommate at a diner in the middle of the night he made a decision Missy could never find out about

-> Yes, Mr Moreno - The first time (E)

Marcus takes Alice home. She stays the night.

Going back home Masterlist (series)

Claire never thought she would be back in the town she grew up in. But after her fiancé broke off their engagement, leaving her 5 months pregnant and alone she found herself calling Frankie Morales in the middle of the night, one of her childhood friends who insisted that she booked the next flight out. Trying to fix her life with a little help from her friends she would find out soon that going back would be the best decision she ever made.

Distraction (G)

Meeting a single Dad on the plane back to the states was maybe just the distraction you needed to get over your fear of flying.

Nap Time (E)

Sometimes you and Frankie just need to have some alone time when the kids are napping.

Drabbles

Guy’s night (M)

You let Frankie decide how he wants to end his guy's night...

throwback (G)

Teenage you had bn head over heels for Frankie Morales. What happens when when your best friend takes you out on a double bind date almost 20 years later and your date is no other than Frankie?

Friday's at Frankie's (G)

After a week gone for work you come home to Frankie and his daughter

drabble about Frankie taking care of you when you have cramps

-> Sunday Morning (M)

You wake up in Frankie’s arms on rare quiet Sunday morning.

prompts:

you're sick, and we can't kiss, and it's , fkn, torture (M)

Max Says... (E)

Max remembered your aniversary and planned a trip to New York City. You gifted him the one thing he always wanted. Allowing him to use his mind control on you.

#masterlist #fanfic #fanfiction #Pedro pascal #javier pena #din djarin #oberyn martell #dave york #maxwell lord #the mandalorian #Marcus moreno #frankie morales #max phillips

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knowltonsrangers · 2 years

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Nathan Hale Alphabet Prompt

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

I can picture Nathan to be extremely affectionate and loving. He can show it in many ways, hugs, kisses, even the squeeze of his hand while yours are interlocked. He’s always making sure that he’s not being overbearing, but you shoo him off with the ease that being affectionate is never a bad thing.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Nathan Hale is the definition of a friend I’ve always wanted. Trusting, loyal, caring, kind-every book I’ve ever read about him tells his story, but never leaves these details out. Anyone to which he was a friend, was lucky.

I’d say between Nathan and y/n? Friendship may have started through a mutual class, maybe a mutual friend? Possibly his brother, Enoch? Endless possibilities.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Y’all call it snuggling and yes absolutely. Nathan is the big spoon, almost always, because he likes to press his nose into your hair.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Nathan would be an excellent father. Of course he’d settle down, after he was sure of what your future held together. He’s a fair cook, nothing spectacular, but has never burnt anything. Cleaning, he’s guilty of leaving some clothes on the floor here or there, but is ultimately a tidy person.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If he had to, it’d be formal and completely face-to-face. Something really would have to be blown up if it’s come to this, but he’d never want to put you out or make you feel bad. Sometimes, it’s right person, wrong time.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Commitment, yes. Marriage is something that comes with time, not a ton of it, but he’s not about to dive headfirst. You’ll know it, mundane chores start to become the most fun. It’s hard to do things without your other half.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

One thing that I cannot get over is Nathan was actually 6 feet tall. Historically, American’s at this time were around 5’6, to 5’8, save for outliers that we know. Such as George Washington being 6’2, as well as Colonel Thomas Knowlton and Thomas Jefferson.

Why am I bringing this up. Because Nathan was also a wrestler in college, and this makes him a great hugger. He’s extremely gentle, he knows how to be soft.

Emotionally, he’s a sweetheart. He has a kind heart.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Back to exhibit A, Nathan loves hugs, giving and receiving. It’s an immediate mechanism, sees you sad, equals must give hug. Nathan does do it a lot. And it’s never gotten annoying, because he holds you tight and with purpose, full of emotion and never quite ready to let go.

Hugs are always where your cheek is to his chest, and his arms are wound around your shoulders, one hand gently cradling your head.

Your arms sit around his waist, holding him snuggly to you.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

In a moment of insecurity. This can go either way, a moment where maybe you feel as if you aren’t good enough, (which Nathan shuts down quicker than you can flip a light switch). Or maybe when he’s not really sure of himself, feeling a little angry that maybe you can do better than him (to which you feel a ping of anger too, telling him as fast as your mouth would move that there’s no one better than him). The ‘I love you’. Flies out at some point.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

I’ve headcanoned this before, but Nathan doesn’t do jealousy. He claims it never looks good on anyone, so he’s just trying to cover for when he does feel that tiny twinge of envy. But if it ever comes, he always just talks it out with you.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

BEST. THE ABSOLUTE. Nathan gives me “any kind of kisses, anywhere” vibe. Cheek, nose, lips, forehead. His favorite spot for you would be right in between your eyes, because he likes to see them so up close.

He’ll never admit it, but he loves it when you kiss his forehead, because it just brushes past his scar and as many times as he’s been insecure about it, you always push that feeling away.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Mans was a school teacher, he very clearly has an admiration for children. He’s the one on the ground with them, kneeling to their level, or playing ball with them outside.

He loves kids.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

When he has to get up during the week, mornings are typically a quick kiss goodbye as the both of you head out to work. Weekends are more lovely, waking up without alarms and rolling over to pepper your face in kisses. Breakfast is usually made together, and y’all watch tv or go to the grocery store.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nathan is likely to get home first from work, so he’s the one that usually starts dinner. Tired as always, the both of you sometimes turn it into tv & dinner, side by side. Bedtime is typically 10:30/11:00, just because if y’all have to get up the next day.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Nathan has 9 siblings. So it’s not often that you learn things about him through him, his siblings are often there to beat him to the punch. Enoch always tells of his college years with his brother, and it always gets Nathan to turn a bit pink at his drunken actions.

Nathan does reveal some things about himself that not many people know, or things his brothers and sisters would never tell. They’re also typically in moments of emotional pain or sadness, where he is honest.

Here, when this happens, you can know that you have his full trust.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

It takes a lot to anger Nathan. He has the patience of a Saint, able to let a lot roll off his shoulders. He was jested a lot about the mole on his neck, because it was a symbol that he was “born to be hanged” :( In all his beauty, he definitely has enough patience to let things go. It would take a lot to get him riled up.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He doesn’t have an all-star memory, but he does write things down. It starts with your favorite meal at a regular spot. I think it’s cute that modernly, he’d probably be the guy with the note on his phone with a list of all your favorite things. Birthdays, anniversaries, and favorite colors and stuff are things he always remembers.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He always reminisces in the moments where he catches you smiling at him. He could be at the stove stirring pasta, and he turns around to find you at the table with a soft smile on your face. You smile at him lots of times, but he really enjoys the moments where he catches you, an inescapable smile finding its way to his face.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Protective, but that’s just his nature. He’d shield you from whatever, whenever, and that includes just covering your eyes with his own hands.

Nathan feels his heart pang when you defend him, even in a joking scenario. When Enoch or Samuel comes over, and they pick on Nathan, teasingly, all in good fun, you always turn it into something that you truly admire about him.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Lots. Cards, flowers, food-whatever your fancy. He gives it 110%, because you always match it in return.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He often leaves small messes about, his clothes on the floor or shoes in a great tripping spot. It’s nothing to get extremely worked up over, he usually picks up after himself.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

I would assume that over time, he’d eventually grow out of the insecurity of his forehead scar, but when he’d met you, the feeling did creep back a bit. It’s the only thing he’s insecure about, not because he’s vain. He doesn’t care how he looks, but the scar was something he had control over, at some point, albeit a complete accident.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes. 100000%.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Nathan definitely looks best in the color green. Matches well with his blue eyes and flaxen hair.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He needs someone who can match his sense of humor, but also have a serious side. Nathan can laugh and joke all day long, but he needs someone to talk to, too.

I also headcanon that he does not like carrots.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

If no one was in bed with him, he sleeps starfished. This all changes when you both start to share the space, and he genuinely can’t fall asleep without you on his arms.

[a/n: I love this man. in love.]

#sul writes #Nathan hale #turn amc #turn washington's spies

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drprettyboyspence · 4 years

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Beach Day

Dr. Spencer Reid/reader

Summary: Spencer Reid doesn’t understand the appeal of going to the beach so when Garcia plans a BAU outing, he honestly debates whether or not he should go. Turns out, when Y/n is at the beach, Spencer totally understands the appeal after all.

words: 2.8k

warnings: seriously none to my knowledge! a lot of fluff :)

a/n: Since its getting so warm out where I live and I’ve recently been watching season 8 (where Spencer says he doesn’t like the beach), I imagined what it would be like if Spencer went to the beach with his coworker who he has a crush on, I hope you enjoy! :)

“Come on pretty boy! We’re gonna be late and you know what we’re in for if we keep my babygirl waiting.” Derek Morgan playfully yells at Spencer Reid. It’s ten past 12 p.m. on a hot and sunny August day in Virginia, and the two boys are late for a carpool with the one and only Penelope Garcia.

“Morgan, why can’t you just go without me, no one will miss me anyway and I hate the beach.” Spencer replies in a frustrated manner. Garcia had been planning this for weeks, after the team had come back from an especially long case she thought what everyone needed was some good old day-at-the-beach fun. Through Spencer’s eyes however, you can’t exactly call an overcrowded area filled with unhygienic birds, sweaty, sunburned people, and sand that covers every inch of your belongings fun.

“Reid, what’s wrong with the beach? Just bring a book if you really want to, but we really have to get going man.” Derek asks, automatically regretting it when Spencer replies,

“Sandy food, pink skin, limited and unengaging topography, but mostly the drug-resistant bacteria spread by sea gull feces.” Spencer replies with a straight face, completely unaware that most people aren’t worried about the spread of sea gull poop or anything like that.

“Alright, kid, I’ll give ya that I guess. Fine, I’ll go without you, but I know one FBI agent in particular who’s gonna be awfully disappointed when you don’t show.” Derek says slyly, sure his evil plan will work. Spencer looks up from his bookshelf where he’s organizing his collection of 15th century literature from his mom, a slight blush forming on his cheeks.

“Y/n?, Morgan she won’t care if I don’t come to the beach today. Number one, why would she care about me? Number two, who wants to see me at the beach, my body isn’t exactly my most desirable trait.” Derek’s teasing face softens significantly, realizing the more real root of Spencer’s aversion to the beach.

“Alright kid, you have no reason to be insecure, I’ve heard chirps from a little birdie named Penelope Garcia that our very own Y/n has quite a big crush on you. It doesn’t matter if you have a six pack or not Reid, you have the sweetest heart of anyone I know and the biggest brain as well obviously, I don’t call you pretty boy as a joke, why wouldn’t Y/n like you? Come on, it’ll be fun, I promise.” Spencer feels awkward, not knowing how to react to Derek “lady’s man” Morgan’s motivational speech, he doesn't want to get his hopes up. To be honest, Spencer has liked Y/n since she joined the bureau almost a year ago now, she’s smart, honest, brave, and the most beautiful girl in the world in Spencer’s opinion.

“But Morgan, I don’t own shorts, I don’t have anything I can wear to the beach.”

“Well lucky for you kid I sorta assumed that, so I brought you a bathing suit, now can we PLEASE get out of here, I’m really not trying to be Penelope’s personal slave for the next 6 months.” Spencer reluctantly takes the bathing suit into the next room and puts it on, hating the way his skinny limbs look in shorts and an FBI tee-shirt, feeling as if he looks like a pre-pubescent boy. Even so, his desire to spend the day with Y/n persuades him to anxiously pack his bag with a few books he’ll surely need before following Derek out the door. They make it down the stairs and out the door of Reid’s apartment building before they’re greeted by the dulcet tones of Garcia yelling at them through the open window of her car.

“Derek Morgan! You are very lucky you are so handsome and delicious, I’ve been waiting here almost twenty minutes! I almost had to hack the parking ticket database to make sure I wouldn’t be charged, now get in! This is going to be the best day ever!”

“Sorry babygirl” Derek says, getting into the car and pulling Garcia into a greeting hug, “the kid here was feeling anxious, but I told him his little girlfriend would be devastated if he chose not to show up, so lover boy pulled through.” Spencer scoffs and Garcia squeals in joy, loving the idea of the two babies of the team falling in love.

The three of them get out of the car at the beach and Spencer automatically puts his sunglasses on, the sun beating down on him harshly, high in the sky and nearly at its peak of strength for the day.

“Well well well, it’s about time you three! We were expecting you to be no-shows!” Rossi teases from the spot on the beach the team has chosen. Spencer awkwardly tries to walk across the lumps of sand, the grains sinking through the holes in the sides of his signature converse sneakers, already regretting his decision to come here, like he says, he really hates the beach.

“Spence, you made it! I have to say I’m surprised, how are those sneakers working out for you?” JJ says in a teasing manner as well, knowing that when it comes to the beach, Spencer is one of the least prepared people she knows.

“Hi Spence, I’m glad you’re here.” Spencer hears from behind him, the shy voice of Y/n automatically brightening his mood.

“Y/n, I’m glad to be here.” He replies, the rest of the team looking at each other in bewilderment, not believing the sentence having just come out of Spencer’s mouth. Emily and Rossi had brought extra chairs so Spencer sits down and pulls out a book on understanding the theorems of quantum physics, having not read it since he was a teenager. He looks up from reading when he hears the familiar laughing and sounds of his two favorite kids, Jack running up from the ocean with Henry following closely behind, always looking up to his older friend.

“Hi Jack! Hi Henry! How’s it going guys!” Y/n says, causing Spencer to blush as he briefly imagines Y/n with kids of her own, their own, woah Spencer calm down, don’t go there, quantum physics, focus.

“Y/n! Will you come swim with us, please! please! please!” Jack says, the boys love Y/n because during the times the team hangs out, she can’t say no to them.

“Spencer, swim? please?” Henry says, walking over to Spencer and grabbing his hand, cold from being in the ocean. Spencer’s heart warms at the sight of his godson and he finds himself saying yes, not realizing the implications, he now has to take his shirt off and swim with Y/n, what has he done?

“Really, Spence? You’ll come swim with us! Yay!” Y/n responds, seeming so genuinely excited that Spencer finds himself getting less nervous. He hesitantly peels his shirt off, feeling surprisingly relieved to be rid of the sweaty fabric. He glances at Derek who is smiling at him, raising his eyebrows as if to say You got this player. Jack and Henry are getting impatient so Y/n takes her dress off leaving her in a bikini. Spencer automatically feels very awkward, averting his eyes to avoid blatantly staring at her, overwhelmed with how gorgeous she is, she’s truly the most beautiful girl in the world.

“Uh, s-should we g-go?” He asks, the rest of the team giggling at his obvious nerves. He remembers once Emily told him his IQ turns to 60 when he sees a pretty girl, maybe she was right because he feels, in this moment, he wouldn’t be able to read a single word of text. Y/n nods and they walk off with the two boys towards the ocean, Spencer hearing the remnants of the rest of the team surely gossiping about the clear tension between them. They reach the ocean and Henry and Jack run into the waves, splashing and tackling each other, getting water on both adults. Spencer shivers despite the hot sun still beating down on his now bare shoulders and back, trying not to think about his chances of developing skin cancer which are surely growing exponentially each moment he stays out in this sun.

“You cold Spence?” Y/n giggles, grabbing his hand and pulling him further into the water, his legs following even though the idea of being submerged in the cold water is not appealing whatsoever. Or maybe cold water would be better if Y/n doesn’t let go of your hand soon, the devilish side of Spencer’s subconscious whispers.

“Yes a little, water temperatures around the Washington D.C. area in August average in the low 80s, but I suppose the contrast between the 95 degree day to the cold water causes me to feel cold, funny how that works isn’t it?” Spencer replies, always trying to be more conversational, especially around Y/n, therefore less statistics.

“Yes Spence, now come on, it’ll be less cold if you just jump in.” Y/n says warmly, always finding Spencer’s statistics charming and adorable.

“No Y/n I don’t think that’s a- ah!” Spencer yelps as Y/n whispers something to Henry and Jack, causing them to splash him simultaneously, very quickly drenching him completely. Spencer can’t find it in himself to be mad, hearing Y/n hysterically laughing and high-fiving the boys in joy.

“Alright Y/n, you asked for it.” Spencer says, starting to laugh too despite himself. He somehow finds the courage to pick Y/n up bridal style and walk deeper into the ocean, dropping her in. She’s under the water for just a moment before Spencer begins to worry, statistics of drowning automatically filling his brain. He feels a tug on his leg and falls into the water himself. Y/n and Spencer now both in the water up to their necks, they look at each other and laugh awkwardly. All of a sudden realizing how close they’ve become, they both look away and focus their attention on the two boys still playing in the water, making sure they don’t get too far away.

“Can we play chicken? Please!” Jack says and Spencer looks at him with a confused look on his face.

“Chicken?”

“Come on Spence, this will be so fun!” Y/n says excitedly and once again grabs Spencer’s hand, pulling him toward the boys. Y/n kneels down in the water and motions for Spencer to do so as well, he follows, still confused as to what is about to happen. Henry climbs on Y/n’s back and Jack on Spencer.

“Okay, now what?” Spencer says, laughing at what the team must be seeing up on the beach.

“Now, we fight!” Jack says from Spencer’s shoulders.

Y/n and Spencer walk further into the ocean to more safely allow Henry and Jack to play. They hit each other and Spencer and Y/n find themselves suddenly chest to chest, Spencer trying everything to distract himself from his attraction to the woman in front of him. Finally Henry and Jack seem to get tired, asking if they can go back to their parents.

“U-uh, so that was f-fun!” Spencer says, trying to break the awkward tension that had followed him and Y/n since they had gotten so close in the water. Chicken, who knew?

“Yes it was Spence, thank you for coming in the water, I know you don’t like the beach that much.” Y/n says softly, smiling up at the taller man.

They make their way back up to the team, ignoring the knowing looks on their faces. Spencer sits down in his chair once again, suddenly noticing his stomach rumbling.

“Spencer, do you want to share this peanut butter and jelly sandwich?” Y/n offers. Spencer laughs, how did she know he was hungry at the exact moment he realized it too? He nods and she scoots closer to him to hand him the half. They joke with the rest of the team as well as the boys, trying to separate themselves from the horror they usually find themselves facing together. Spencer knows there is no science to the old phrase time flies when you’re having fun, but he thinks today might be an exception, soon it's getting late, JJ and Hotch opting to take their tired boys home, exhausted from the day in the sun.

“Spencer, before we leave, can you come with me to get an ice cream?” Y/n asks shyly, Spencer quickly agreeing before the anxiety of being alone with her can hit him once again. They sit together facing the setting sun while eating ice cream, Spencer knows he doesn't react the best to dairy but he can’t help it, he loves dairy, and honestly, he thinks he might love Y/n as well which is a terrifying thought. They sit and watch the sunset in relative silence, but it isn’t an awkward silence, it’s comfortable, Spencer wishes this moment would last forever. Too soon the sun dips below the horizon and their ice cream is long gone.

“Okay love birds time to go, it’s getting really dark and we should be getting home.” They hear from behind them, both of them flushing in the night air at the nickname and teasing done by Derek.

“Thanks for today Y/n, it was fun, see you at work on Monday.” Spencer says before following Derek and Penelope to the car, Y/n waving back before following Rossi, having car pooled with him and Emily. The drive home is silent on Spencer’s part, mostly spent looking out the window and ignoring the constant prying from his two nosy friends in the front, eager to know what happened between him and Y/n during the day at the beach. Garcia then drops Derek off at Spencer’s apartment as Derek lives closer to Spencer.

“Goodnight kid, I hope you had fun today.” Derek says before turning in the direction of his own home.

“Hey Morgan?” Spencer says quietly, so quietly Derek almost misses it, but turns around nonetheless.

“Ya kid?” He replies.

“Thank you for convincing me to go, it was really fun.”

“No problem pretty boy, anytime” Derek replies smirking before watching Spencer walk into his apartment building.

That night Spencer is lying in bed in severe pain, his fair skin blistering from the day in the hot sun. He knows he shouldn’t have been so stupid and reckless, allowing himself to become this burned. He was honestly having too much fun to stop and think about it. His phone buzzes and he grimaces, already expecting the worst, a new case, but instead, he sees a text from Y/n.

“Hey, Spence, are you still awake?” Spencer begins to text back but before he can he sees an incoming call.

“Uh, hi Y/n! Is everything okay? It’s pretty late do you need-”

“Spencer, I’m fine! Don’t worry, I’m sorry I’m calling you so late. How are you?” Spencer relaxes into the pillows on his bed when he hears Y/n say she’s okay.

“Aside from the sure to cause skin-cancer, painful sunburn covering my back in blisters, I’m doing great! How about you? Is there something you need or do you just want to talk?”

“Ouch that must hurt, you should have put sunblock on silly! I actually wanted to ask you something and I figured now is as good a time as ever. So um, Spence, I had a really good time today, and uh- I totally understand if you don’t want to, but would you want to go to dinner with me sometime soon?” Y/n’s heart is racing out of her chest as she anxiously waits for Spencer to answer.

“Like a date?”

“Yes- I mean not necessarily it doesn't have to be, we don’t actually have to go out at all if you don't-”

“Y/n, I would love to go out on a date with you.”

“Really? T-that’s great! Okay I should probably let you get to sleep now, I’m sorry again for calling so late. Goodnight Spencer.”

“Goodnight Y/n, see you Monday, can’t wait.” Spencer says before Y/n hangs up the phone, he finds himself missing her voice already. He looks at the clock, seeing its already nearly one am, now understanding Y/n’s multiple apologies for the late call. Spencer turns off the light next to his bed, noticing his sunburn doesn’t feel so bad now, ah, the psychology of love. Maybe, Spencer thinks before he closes his eyes, with Y/n by his side, a day at the beach doesn’t sound so bad.

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