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Rhodolite
She loves to conquer in STYLE!
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 5 months
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My Lawyer is going to Get Your Ass.
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Believe Me Part 2/Twisted Stories
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Warnings: Yelling, Mentions of shooting, Harassment, Assault, Fighting, Guns, and Attempted murder. I think that's all tell me if i missed anything 
A/n: I can't express how long this took to write because I don't know how to describe the scenes. Anyways, here's part 2 and I'm also working on a book.
Word Count: 1.7k ish
Summary: Nothing Really, just a huge twist 
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The team had gotten all sorts of information, turns out that Milly wasn't actually Milly and her real name is Michelle Taylor. So much for changing her name . She has a crazy history in many schools and clearly her parents had changed her name so people would accept her into society and into places. 
“She's the principal's niece…y/n was telling the truth.” Jay spoke. “Alright let's move out” Voight snapped Jay out of whatever he was thinking.
The team arrived at Millys house but Kim and Adam went up to the door because everyone else had shown their faces at the front office due to you getting in trouble or parent meeting and stuff and Voight didn't want to risk messing up the plan. 
Kim knocked on the door and waited for someone to open the door, the door opened and there she was, your principal 
“Hi is there  Michelle Taylor here” Kim said calmly. Your principal slammed the door shut right in Kim's face and made a run for it. “I NEED BACKUP” kim shouted into her radio. Jay, Hailey and everyone else jumped out of their cars and ran. 
Jay had instructed you to stay in the car because he didn't want you to get hurt even more than you already were. Just then shots rang out all around the car and you dropped down to the floor of the car. 
Jays Pov(for this part because it's the only way i'll be able to write it)
We had arrested Y/n’s principal as we were all heading back to our cars. shots rang out and everyone dove down onto the ground. “Y/N!” i wanted to run to her but hailey held me back. “She’s smart jay, she probably got down to the floor.” Hailey suggested. But I had this gut feeling that something wasn't right. 
As soon as the gunshots were finished I ran to the car and practically ripped opened the door. Relife filled my body when I saw Y/n, she was ok, she had her hands over her ears, curled into a ball shaking. I slid into the car seat and pulled Y/n into my chest and she sobbed.
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I sobbed into jays chest for what felt like hours which was only for a few minutes.  “Its ok y/n, i got you, its ok.” Jay soothed. “I-wa-was so scared i-” My chest felt tight, i couldn't even finish my sentence because i didn't have enough air to even talk. “Y/n you have to breath.” Jay said. “I-I-I can't”. “Hey, look at me. Match my breathing” I looked at jay and soon i started to calm down. 
We sat in Jay's car for a while, Jay was talking to Hailey, Adam and Kevin while stroking my hair. I didn't realize I fell asleep until I woke up on the couch in our apartment. “Hey Y/n” someone said in a soft voice. I recognize that voice, it was will. 
“What are you doing here?” I said in a groggy voice while sitting up. “Jay called and told me what happened and asked if i made sure you were all right.” “soooo the only time you come over is to see if im alright and not to watch a movie and bring me Mcdonalds?” I joked. “I don't have money for Mcdonalds” Will said while looking at my hand. “DUDE, I've seen your paycheck and you definitely have money,” I argued. “Alright, I'll take off tomorrow and you can have a junk food day, just don't tell Jay”  A huge smile was on my face. Finally i won an conversation against will, wait… hold up. “Wait, You never take off a whole day like that, what's the catch?” “Whoever did your cast didn't make it tight enough, so you'll have to get a new one tomorrow, and Connor needs to do some further look at it” Will explained. “Whatever at least i get whatever i want tomorrow” I said
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It's been a couple of weeks since the whole incident at school. Today at the court case, I didn't really wanna go but Jay said I had to. Something along the lines with “they need you there for “evidence” and blah blah blah”. 
I wasn't gonna dress that nie so I just wore some flare pants and a Chicago Med Sweatshirt I stole from will.
“Michelle Taylor will be charged on many accounts of Thievery, Fraud, Assault, Harassment, attempted murder, possession of a firearm and many accounts of fleeing the police.” The judge spoke from his chair
Gosh you didn't Milly had committed all these crimes in one lifetime, you didn't even know she had a fake name. Quite frankly you didn't want to be here, you wanted to be at home in your bed sleeping or watching movies with your brothers. 
“Your honor, my client has a different side of her story based on what happened between her and Ms. Halstead.” Millys Lawyer spoke, Milly got up to the stage(or whatever you call it, i wanna be a doctor not a lawyer), and started talking.
“I was just talking to my friends about some girl who was being mean to me, and i guess she was eavesdropping on my conversation and she just came up to and punched me, i tried to defend myself, after we got pulled apart she- she threated to hurt me and my family with her brothers gun, and that she would come to school and ki-kill me” SHE WAS CRYING, SHE WAS REALLY FUCKING CRYING! You wouldn't believe what you were hearing, you did none of that, milly swung first, milly was talking about your family so you tried to talk and well… you already know the rest of the story. There was no way the Judge would believe this,  Or so you thought.
“Your honor, there's CCTV footage, my client has bruises and a swollen eye from the confrontation, she even has bruises from other fights she had gotten in with Ms, Taylor weeks and even months ago” Your lawyer spoke.
This went on for 40 minutes. Made up stories and most of them happened but words were twisted things were changed to make you look like the bad guy.  and afterwards you took a lunch break. “Their not gonna send Y/n to jail press any charges right hailey?” Jay spoke. Hailey knew a thing or two about courts since it was her first choice of what she wanted to be (idk if actually was but whatever). “Yeah- yeah she'll be fine jay.” Deep down hailey knew this wasn't going well and you'll probably end up with house arrest or something.
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I sentence MiChelle Taylor to six Years in Jail with possible parole. You sighed, nothing bad was going to happen to you and you were fine. “And I sentence Y/n Halstead to 10 Months In Jail without parole, for Attempted Murder, Assault, and harassment” Suddenly there were so many Flashing lights, so many people talking, then you couldnt breath, you couldn't see, black spots clouded your vision…
Then one loud voice overcame all the other ones. “MOVE, LEAVE HER ALONE”, you were picked up and brought to an empty room. Y/n, it's ok, it's just me and will, you're safe, no ones gonna hurt you” a soft voice came. “You can open your eyes now, there's no cameras, no media, nobody, just us. Ok?” You didn't even realize that you were closing your eyes tightly.
“They're taking me to jail” You whispered, it came out of a question rather than a response. “y/n, I promise, we will do everything possible to make sure you don't go to jail. I promise” Will said while coming towards you and jay.
You already knew that promise was broken within a millisecond. “You can't promise that, it's already been done, there's nothing anybody can do.” “You'll have another court case to finalize everything by then we'll have figured out everything” Jay spoke
Just then police officers barged through the doors and pushed Will and Jay out of the way. “Let me go!” you yelped when they grabbed you with force. “Don't hurt her” Will tried to get to you but jay held him back “If you fight back you'll only make it worse for her” Jay said “BUT WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING JAY, I'M NOT JUST GONNA STAND BACK WHILE MY LITTLE SISTER GETS ARRESTED FOR A CRIME SHE DIDN'T COMMIT, IF YOUR NOT GONNA HELP THEN I WILL.” Will snapped, and with that he threw jays hand off his shoulder and walked out.
Jay was left standing there questioning what led to this, how was his family falling apart in just one day. 
When will ran outside he saw you looking at him with tears in your eyes. With one last chance on seeing you for awhile he signed *I promise little boss* During the pandemic, you, will and jay learned sign language for fun and ever since you guys have been using it, either so someone didn't figure out what you guys were talking about or in a serious situation where one of you couldn't talk. And the name, will had given to you when you were nine because you kept bossing everyone around and you were short for your age and you are still short, hence the name Little Boss. 
This was the day where the three halstead siblings lost each other…
The end
No i'm just joking. I was totally gonna make this a happy ending where milly goes to jail and You don't go to jail but no, this idea sprang to me at 7pm and i just word vomited all my ideas into the chapter but i hope there's one more chapter after this because i already have ideas for the last one. Btw my bad for being gone took me about a month to write this part. It's been since June 17th that I started this. Anyways, bye. 
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ollylotl · 1 year
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hey so... um.... when vyncent and william go to fucking court for like medical malpractice or whatever number of laws they've just broken can we finally get the ace attorney bit or...?
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bless-my-demons · 2 years
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Mood Board Masterlist
This is a collection of all the mood boards I’ve made on Pinterest for various books, TV shows, movies, & specific characters - so enjoy my version of what being inside these worlds look like! I also create playlists on Spotify, so scroll to the bottom and feel free to listen while you dive into these worlds!
[Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these franchises, characters, music, or pictures]
Books
A Court of Thorns and Roses
Crescent City
Throne of Glass
Fourth Wing
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Movies
Avengers
Twilight
Star Wars
Star Trek
Harry Potter
John Wick
Pride and Prejudice [2005 film edition]
Top Gun: Maverick
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TV Shows
Supernatural
The Vampire Diaries
Teen Wolf
Lucifer
One Chicago
SEAL Team
Bridgerton
The Rookie (coming soon)
Yellowstone (coming soon)
Criminal Minds (coming soon)
Game of Thrones (coming soon)
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AU’s
Mafia
Royalty
Mount Olympus
Sports (coming soon)
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Music
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markiepostfan84 · 1 year
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gabe-reyes · 2 years
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Who: closed ! @joxherrera​ When: June 10th Where: Grand Teton Mall, food court
Getting a share of rations, even ones that were rumored in hushed tones to be on the ‘lighter side’ than they used to be, was something Gabe was still adjusting to. He felt like he needed to be rationing out the already rationed foods - as if what he was being given for the day was something he should be hanging onto, just in case, for days to come. Even the small bowl of assorted vegetables and potatoes that sat on the table in front of him he was picking at slowly, carefully - both like it needed to be preserved and like he was afraid he was about to lose it all at once.
It wasn’t just protecting the bowl of food in front of him that had his eyes searching his surroundings, the faces that passed. He was used to the discrete - or maybe not as discrete as they thought - glances sent in his direction. He knew his arrival, nearly dead in the middle of a storm trespassing where he shouldn’t be, wasn’t as easy to swallow by some as by others...In the end, the gazes didn’t bother him much. He didn’t care much about the opinions of strangers, anyway.
No, it was the familiar faces that he was more concerned about. Ones that haunted his dreams. One in particular that was said to be stalking these very halls, too. Fortunately, the familiar faces he’d come to find in Idaho Falls so far were friendly ones. At least, he really wanted to believe so.
And this one - this one was a face from many years back...
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He raised a hand to gesture in her direction, pointing a finger as he thought a moment. “You - You were in Jackson, yeah?” Jackson - a place that he was still thinking about, wondering whether he’d made the right choice in coming to Idaho Falls instead of going back there. “It’s - it’ll come to me...” His memory wasn’t quite what it once had been, and he’d never been particularly good with names to begin with. Besides, if he recalled correctly, she was only in town for a few months or so.
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lydskisses · 2 years
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Quick interest check!
Would anyone be keen to split the postcard set with me? Confirmed to be buying 🌟
Prices do not include PayPal fee and international mailing to you.
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fatmouthsports · 17 days
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l-e-g-i-o-n-losh · 9 months
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Some of you are so fixated on words you will literally rb 10 posts in a row about how a discriminatory thought pattern doesn't apply to group x and thats why we all need to deconstruct our biases and then make the same exact argument about group y bc you want to vague someone. Get over yourselves.
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mysticplies · 6 months
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Piemontite
Manager of Rubies, keeps track of deployed rubies since there are a ton of them.
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mickedy · 4 months
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Since I know you're the copyright guru, could you explain what aspects of Mickey are ok to use and what's no-go please? I'm seeing people argue over it when nobody really understands copyright laws.
Since I know it's specifically Mickey as seen in Steamboat Willie, so the peachy skin and detailed eyes are a no. Does this include his gloves and voice? Does personality depicted matter? Is he unable to be called "Mickey Mouse" due to the trademark? I've also heard Steamboat Willie was advertised with posters in color but can't find a source, so are his red shorts and yellow shoes also off limits?
Sorry if this is a big ask!! I just know you know your stuff here! Although I'm sure all of this will come up in court VERY soon...
It's not just Mickey seen in Steamboat Willie; it's any Mickey Mouse cartoon from 1928. According to the Copyright Law of 1976, copyright protection lasts for the life of the author plus 70 years, or for works created for hire or anonymously. Alternatively, it lasts for 95 years from the date of publication or 120 years from the date of creation. It's been 96 years since 1928, and we're officially outside the duration copyright timeframe-- which means that the following Mickey Mouse shorts go into public domain:
Plane Crazy
Gallopin' Gaucho
Steamboat Willie
and here are the appearances of Mickey in each.
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So currently, the state of Public Domain Mickey does not have gloves-- but does have shoes. Also, he was not voiced in any of these cartoons, so his falsetto voice is not part of the PD character.
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Posters for the Gallopin' Gaucho featured him with red shorts and yellow buttons, so this part of his character is, thankfully, not subject to copyright.
Of course, these limitations only last for this year. Next year, even more of his cartoons will leave copyright protection, and more aspects of his character will be free to use... if Disney doesn't pull anything crazy. Happy new year!
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camilledusk1800s · 19 days
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Princess Daena Targaryen and her son Daemon Blackfyre 🫶🏻 I know red isn't the color she's usually described wearing, but I think it looked good for a court portrait! So here I leave you this portrait of The Defiant and the future Black Dragon ✌🏼
PD: See you in 500 years when I find time again to draw the portrait of Septa Rhaena 🥲
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theysaidhush · 4 months
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Ok English is not my native language so sorry if this is confusing but I really have to share.
So, the reader is a cute prey-species hybrid preferably small and adorable who has been in love with predatory-species hybrid Sunghoon. He knows how she feels about him but every time she calls him for help because of her jealousy he refuses to go for fear of losing control and not being able to be gentle and careful with her. But after hearing her beg for him and imagining her vulnerable he naturally feels horny so he goes and finds a random girl to blow off steam.
This repeats itself until no longer, that pretty hybrid is no longer following Sunghoon around begging for his attention and strutting around in her cute new skirt hoping to get a look. She believes that she is strong and fit enough to bear the pregnancy and give Hoon cute babies, but since he doesn't seem to believe it, she is already tired.
Now she's laughing with newcomer to town golden retriever hybrid Jake who is wooing her, showering her with flattery and ofering to take care of her in her next heat close. Then Sunghoon decides that it has been enough and knowing perfectly well her cycles, he appears at her house to take care of her and show her that the only one who deserves AND should breed her is him and only him.
Pd. Love your writing from the cat across the garden, that brain of yours is just ✨🤌*Cheff kiss* I swear that the issue of instincts and the upbringing of his hybrid do something to me.
Too good for you. At least, that's what he thought.
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Pairing: (Past) Predator!Sunghoon x ImpliedLamb!Prey!Reader , GoldenRetriever!Jake x ImpliedLamb!Prey!Reader
A/N: Changed the trope a bit in order to be more comfortable about was I was writing, if a green flag courts you, you shouldn't go for the red one. Might have misunderstood your asks but well ? And thank you sooo much, I really tried to do the same thing here but it's a bit complicated without the proper setting.
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Sunghoon was particularly hellbent on having a predator other significant. And when he met you ? He was even more hellbent on having a predator other significant. You were exactly the opposite of him, delicate, sweet and small - well, for him. You were pretty in your little flow skirt and your lace blouses, batting your eyelashes whenever he was around, welcoming him with a big radiant smile. But this was not what Sunghoon wanted. Well, it was not what he needed, because if he wanted you was another subject he wasn't about to discuss with anyone, not even himself.
Because you were a prey, you were fragile, having a certain grace to your every moves and speaking, skipping when you thought no one was around, enjoying your favorite fruit beneath the shadow of a tree when you weren't hanging with your friends at Uni. And you smelled so good, heavenly, it never failed to make his mouth water and his fists clutch into balls. You were a delicate flower in the middle of a wild field, meant to be gathered by someone caring and sensitive. He was none of that.
He was pretty sure you knew very well that something between you two was impossible. Sunghoon wasn't cocky - maybe just very confident - but he knew that even for a predator hybrid he was one of the best. He was strong, good-looking, popular, hell, he could get whoever he wanted. And he did not want you, he knew for a fact that a single flick of his hand would cause a bruise on your delicate skin, which wasn't used to such treatment. The memory of a fateful day where his and your friends were joking around was still fresh on his mind. Good memory, except for the fact that it left a bitter taste in his mouth. The souvenir of a bruise in the form of a hand on your wrist was something Sunghoon could never forget. He only wanted to help you wen you tripped on your own foot, but instead, he was graced with this horrible sight the morning after. You tried to brush it off, smiling and saying that he only help you, looking at you with those enamored eyes, choosing to ignore how he hurt you, and it made him sick.
And after that he should have stayed away from you, but there was just something about the way you smiled at him as if he wasn't the idol of the school, the deadly renewed predator, but just Park Sunghoon, that made his heart crave your presence. So selfishly he stayed by your side, fighting the urge to to rip you appart, to split you open on his dick while telling you you ate more than you could chew. But he did none of that, even wen you were asking him "Pretty please..." when you asked him to help you during your next heat. And it was your wet of courting him, because you really loved him, and Sunghoon knew it, so he declined your request - because it wasn't an offer at this point, but a request ! Little did you know, after leaving your apartment, he was going off to a girl's apartment, one he met someday, in order to ball deep her and blow off some steam. She wouldn't know that you were the reason he was rock hard right ?
But as girls come and leave, help him 'relax', as he's getting rougher with her, angrier, growing more frustrated each passing days, you, on the other hand, is slowly drifting away from him. You start wearing wet you always liked, joggers, jeans, oversized sweat, and you slowly starts to become who you were before meeting Sunghoon. Not a bimbo prey hybrid who wears mini-skirt and laugh hat everything someone's says. The you from before was caring, maybe a bit silent, smart, shy, yet strong and proud of being a prey type of hybrid. You were a sweet lamb who swore oto never change for anyone and yet. Wearing joggers and darker colors was refreshing, you were comfortable in it, why changing for a little piece of tissue for a man-whore who couldn't see you and like you for who you were ??
And oh~, see the real you was exactly what Sunghoon did, and he appreciated every minute of it, appreciated the days where you came at Uni without a single drop of make-up, appreciated your goofiness with your friends, appreciated seeing you unintentionally show off in your oversized joggers, an almost imperceptible leap in your walk. He loved everything second of it. Until him. Sim Jake, the Golden boy, quite literally, everyone loves him, hell, even Sunghoon likes him, he's a nice person and a loyal friend - probably has something to do with his genetic but don't tell him that. And he could have stayed just that, a loyal friend, but instead, he also became his rival - but the snow leopard will never admit it out loud.
Sunghoon sharp eyes caught the way he was looking at you, holding your hand with such delicacy, always making sure you were comfortable and asking you your order so your shy self did not have to do it yourself. And it was sickeningly sweet. The way he was courting you was a ten out of ten, and Sunghoon was mad at himself for even being mad at the fact that his kind friend was courting you. But what made him really angry was when he overheard you and Jake one night while you were all hanging out.
"Cutie lamb."
The sound of a kiss, a giggle. "Jake- Stop !"
"Gonna carrie my babies and be a strong mommy for my pups..."
"You're so impatient, my heat starts in some weeks."
"'You sure ? You already smell so good. Wanna eat you."
"Stop biting me weirdo."
Sunghoon was mad, crazy even. He was the top, the best of the best, an apex predator, your predator. He thought that rejecting you was the best thing to do, that you would go after a prey hybrid. He might have been a bit cocky on that matter. If only he knew that you did not wanted him because he was a predator but just because he was Sunghoon, things would have been different. But they weren't, and now you were planning on spending your heats with his friend. Like damn.
And that's how, one week later, he found himself in that predicament. Standing at your bedroom's door, his hand covering his nose as the scent of your heat, oh! so delicious, was reeking in the apartment. And he was hard. Painfully hard. He was not to blame. It was Jake's fault. All of that.
He is forced to watch Jake fuck you, again and again. Watch him push his knot into you as you are crying and grabbing his shoulders, begging for him to go slower - but they both know those are empty words, you have a safe word for a reason.
He is forced to watch Jake drink your juices like a thirsty man, slurping, licking and drinking what seems to be a puddle of water in a desert. And Sunghoon nows that he would do the same because he can practically taste you on his tongue. He can imagine how your legs would be caging his head, how you would tug as his strands of hair, whimpering almost imperceptibly.
He is forced to watch your face contort with pleasure as Jake hits all the right spot, your eyes glossy and your mouth half-opened as your struggling to breath properly, ears sagging and twitching when you feel particularly good. Your chest heaving, your pretty breasts pressing against your boyfriend's.
And Jake is cruel. Because he allows him to have a taste. He allows a delighted and out of breath Sunghoon to push his cock into your warm hole as he watches you both, tail wagging frantically because of the excitement - there's just something about watching Sunghoon's ears flattening on his head.
Sunghoon feels you wrap your legs around is waist as he stuffs you with his dick. He watches you push your hips against his, just to get a friction to feel something. And you are so desperate, so willing and needy. He can't help himself but thrust into you; fast and hard, like the predator that he is. And you don't break. You don't cry out of pain, don't push his away from you. No, you hold him closer, making grabby hands at him. And he holds them as he's ruining you, as he watches the bulge in your tummy every time he pushes himself deeper.
And he's about to mount you, to turn you around and to put his baby into you, because that's what you asked him for all those months. But Jake is quick to shove him from you with a lazy smile, to put you on all four and to fuck you like a dog. To prove Sunghoon that you are no longer - if you have ever been, his kitty. No your his puppy.
And remorse hits him hard. Even more when he realizes that those marks and bruises he feared that he would inflict to you are beautiful. Blue colors your skin, and he cums on the spot.
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everlastingrandom · 11 months
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Please Support the Atlanta Solidarity Fund!!
Within the last hour, an audio recording of Atlanta PD just dropped, with police admitting that the arrest of the three members of the Atlanta Solidarity Fund (ASF) this Wednesday was a blatant attempt to disrupt support for the Defend the Forest Movement, by cutting off mutual aid and bail funds.
The first trial hearing today was to determine if the arrestees would get bail. Even the judge could tell the charges were BS—money laundering and charity fraud—When all their transactions are public knowledge. But the court still set bail at $15,000 each to appease prosecution.
The ASF has been forced to use their own funds to avoid being jailed over the weekend, and with one of them denied disability aids and medications! One of the stipulations of the bail is that they can’t use their resources to support (deliberately vague at to what counts as support) the Defend the Forest movement.
The police are worried that the timing of the arrest before the City Council’s final Cop City budget vote on Monday June 5th may have galvanized protesters instead of disrupting them. But APD will follow this pattern of targeting bail funds and charities on the grounds of “enabling violence.” There is a high likelihood of more arrests more coming, and they see it as an opportunity to get overtime pay.
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trulybetty · 2 months
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16 x dance | tim x reader
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prompt: dance pairing: tim rockford x reader word count: 530 notes: fluff, working unpaid overtime, late night hours & take out food summary: ten minutes on the clock until valentines is over
x. masterlist
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It was day three of the rain. Like that heavy rain that the minute you step out in it, no matter how prepared you are, you feel it down into your bones. It had the entire city on edge. Crime was up, accidents were filling up the emergency room and tensions were boiling in the DA’s office. 
You pinched the bridge of your nose as you pulled off your glasses. You could feel a headache forming. No surprise since it was gone 11 pm and you were still at your desk at the courthouse going over the files PD had brought up that morning at six am sharp. You didn’t bother checking your drawer for Tylenol, you’d done it enough times today to remember you were out. This wasn’t the first headache the day had brought. 
You let out a deep sigh. Nothing was going anywhere fast. Especially with the DA butting heads with the Chief of Police. Both on the same side, however with a differing of opinions on how the case should be handled they might as well be fighting one another in court. 
You looked at the clock on the wall again, wincing at the late hour, then to the small sofa you had in your office. The crick in your neck told you that it would be a bad idea to sleep overnight. Even if you had a change of wardrobe in the office for nights like this. 
Just as you were debating packing up for the night a solitary figure walked by your office. The place was supposed to be empty save for the maintenance team. There was a sharp rapt, tap tap at your door before it opened and the familiar face of Tim appeared around the door, melting the tension from your shoulders away.
“Detective Rockford,” you greeted him as you pushed your chair away from your desk.
“Thought I'd find you here.”
The sight of him, so familiar and always a comfort these days, brought a small, tired smile to your lips. “Seems like the city doesn't sleep, so neither do we,” you replied, your voice betraying the exhaustion you felt deep in your bones.
He approached, setting the bag down on the corner of your desk, the aroma of Chinese take-out filling the room, a stark contrast to the stale air that had been your only company for hours. “I figured you hadn't eaten,” he set the bag down on a nearby table, then turned to you, a glint in his eyes, “and, you owe me,” Tim looked down at the watch on his wrist, a smirk on this lips, “and there are exactly ten minutes left of Valentine's Day, and I intend to make the most of it.”
Before you could protest, Tim had taken your hand and pulled you gently from your chair. There was a moment of hesitation, a brief interlude where the weight of your responsibilities threatened to pull you back to your desk. But then, Tim began to sway, leading you in an impromptu slow dance. There was no music, just the sound of the rain against the windows and the quiet hum of the building.
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