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The amount of !! gacha stories Akira wrote can be counted with your hands and yet porn gets brought up twice. Ok.
#not counting the one where tomoya and izumi get handcuffed together; the one with the arranged marriage; the one where alkakurei-#are recording an otome and himeru starts hallucinating he's in the idol dating sim world and needs tatsumi to marry him to escape;#the one where the rich kids are on an island discussing colonialism and eichi fakes his death also the loser has to wear a maid outfit;#the one where mitsuru and maguro plant landmines and mitsuru fakes a ghost posession when he was upset with madara dismissing him#and so on and so forth
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(This is based of a vidoe I saw years ago and thought was funny?
Raven: someone wanna tell me why my BF and his brother are handcuffed to each other?
Dick: oh hey Rae. So Damian and Tim wouldn’t stop fighting so as punishment, we handcuffed them together
Raven: can’t they easily get out of them?
Jason: normal handcuffs, yes. Specifically designed handcuffs that wound come off till they say 5 nice things about each other, no
Raven: they have to say 5 nice things about each other?
Jason: yep
Raven:……..you know those handcuffs will never come off right?
Dick: hey one of them will give up eventually and the other will follow
Raven; and how long have they been handcuffed?
Bruce: two days..🙄
Raven:….can I please intervene?
Jason: define intervene?
Raven: get them to start saying nice things
Barbra: if you think you can go ahead.
Raven: *walks up to Dami*
Damian: *trying to read while Tim tries to do anything else*
Raven: Dami~
Damian: *looks up* yes beloved?
Raven: I want cuddles🥺
Tim: *looks up from the floor* good luck. Gonna be hard with us handcuffed like this.
Damian: *smacks him* shut up Drake
Raven: please🥺 we haven’t cuddled in days
Damian: I know Beloved and I’m sorry for that. If Grayson hadn’t put these stupid cuffs on us we would be cuddling
Raven: can’t you do something to get them off?🥺
Damian:…*sighs* fine I give in!
Dick: *whispers* oh she’s good
Tim: say what now?
Damian: I give in. Drake…you..are a pretty decent detective
Tim: ..ok we’re doing this ummm…You’re a really good cook
Jason; oh please tell me your recording this?!
Dick: obviously
Damian: your fighting technique is adequate compared to Todd’s
Jason: was that a compliment?
Barbra: I’ll count it
Tim: your art is the best I’ve ever seen
Damian: *mind* this is so stupid. *out-loud* it is.. impressive how hard you work on some cases
Tim: you..make really good garlic bread
Dick: TRY HARDER!
Tim: fine fine! I enjoy your company while on patrol.
Damian: your taste in reading material is better than I thought it was
Tim: your a really good BF to raven
Jason: is it me or is Tim trying harder than Damian?
Bruce: no, he is
Damian; you, somehow, make Connor very happy and I’m thankful for that. He deserves it
Tim: your actually a really good brother
*cuffs fall off*
Jason: about time!
Damian: Tt. *picks up Raven and Carries her to their room for cuddles*
Dick : okay new rule, anytime we have a problem with Damian we call raven
Jason: agreed
#damian x raven#damirae#raven dc#raven roth#raven teen titans#damian wayne#jason todd#robin damian#tim drake#dick grayson#bruce wayne#barbara gordon
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Just imagine forcing twink sex slave gorou or omega gorou(EDIT: or just combine them to make omega twink sex slave gorou) to take your huge cock in his tiny little pussy as you choke him and make him beg for you to cum inside him and get him pregnant as tears stain his cheeks but in the morning your just taking care of him making sure you weren't too rough on the small puppy boy while you hold onto his leash. continuation: Forcing him to take your knot after he’s been feisty while he is begging, biting, scratching, kicking, screaming, sobbing, crying, everything to get you to stop, to get you off of him but you don’t care and just keep fucking him, telling he will be the perfect housewife/ trophy wife and after he’s all passed out or dazed and hazy you just fuck his throat until he can’t swallow anymore so then you start fucking his tight little ass and now you go even harder on him and just before you stop you leave one big deep mark right over his scent gland marking him as yours.
2nd continuation: if gorou is a brat treat him like one, cover him in markings and scratch’s so that everyone can see them until he is screaming that it hurts then make the mark on his scent gland even deeper so everyone knows that he belongs to you then you finally drag him by his leash to the businesses you own mainly your brothel/strip club where you sit in your personal area watching the girls but you have gorou naked on your lap as your fucking him where everyone can see him because of how big of a brat he as been today so he needs to be punished and you know he’s going to act out more to get you to stop so it’s a win-win for you but for gorou well he’ll be to busy crying and begging.
3rd continuation: Force gorou to wear a collar at all times and if he’s been really bad just bend him over a desk, onto a wall or just throw him on the ground and fuck his unwilling pussy and force him to call the you sir, daddy, master, etc and watch has his tears stain his face hell you could even record everything just to further his humiliation and embarrassment and threaten that if he ever acts out again that you will post everything.
4th continuation: one day gorou had been a massive brat and completely disobeyed you but you didn’t punish him yet and over the next few days you treated him like a good puppy but then 2 weeks later gorou would wake up blindfolded, gagged, hands handcuffed together behind a chair with a vibrating dildo in his cute little pussy and a vibrater in his ass both on max power and you are just watching this pathetic little mutt cry and muffled whimpers and when you take the gag out he promises a good round of sex if you just let him go but you put the gag back in his mouth and leave him until the morning because he is already your omega twins sex slave so you can already fuck him wherever and whenever you want even if he doesn’t want it he belongs to you and he needs to realize that or he will never get his good boy title back. And when you do come back in the morning gorou is passed out and drooling so you dump some cold water on him to wake him up and remark his scent gland telling him that he belongs to you.
(Here is the next course of your meal served by the 🦊- anon)
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ot13 posts #1
svt's kinks
favorite kinks for each member
having an asexual s/o
asking them for a threesome
sending them nudes
walking funny after sex
hearing you moan their name
wearing a maid dress for them
s/o sleeping naked
s/o interested in true crime
rimming
multilingual s/o
flinching during an argument (hhu)
taking a bath together
teaching how to give a blowjob
s/o with small butt and big boobs
s/o wearing a cropped shirt and a thong
netflix and chill (hhu)
s/o being flirty when drunk
s/o with an impreg kink
recording sex (vu)
teaching you how to use a vibrator
best friend being shy around them (m reader)
friend kissing and confessing to them
manhandling
titfucking
s/o in cat ears and tail
roleplay (vu)
showing them swimsuits you bought
s/o flinching during an argument (vu)
s/o with tattoos
s/o who likes being handcuffed or choked (hhu)
seeing their crush
pinning them against the wall
finding someone else trying to kiss you
quiet gf pulling them by the shirt
catching you using toys (m reader)
waking up earlier than you
in love with someone insecure
calling them daddy
walking in on you changing (m reader)
getting kissed out of jealousy
biggest turn-ons
favorite positions
seeing you doing yoga (hhu)
getting the silent treatment
you humping their pillow
asking them to be your first
small gf dominating them
sucking them off while titfucking
trying mutual masturbation
handjobs
joining them in the shower
waking you up to have sex
cockwarming around other members
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using your safe word
using a vibrator on them
seeing your naturally curly hair for the first time
wanting to get back with their ex
wanting their s/o to suck their balls
crush wearing specs (m reader)
swallowing
seeing you squirt when they walk in
you wanting to try shibari
finding their fuck buddy's pregnancy test
you sucking their fingers
you wearing a belly chain (m reader)
catching them using toys
s/o who looks innocent but is a dom
re: favorite positions
you're extra flirty but playing hard to get
youngest they would date
oldest they would date
partner preferences
s/o with sensitive nipples (vu)
sucking their fingers (hhu)
s/o with a high sex drive (pu)
you acting bratty at an event
s/o with sensitive nipples (hhu)
sex in front of a mirror (vu)
thigh riding
asking their permission to cum (hhu)
sex in front of a mirror (hhu)
s/o with a high sex drive (hhu)
s/o with a high sex drive (vu)
s/o without sensitive nipples (vu)
eating their food after you told them you weren't hungry
buying lingerie for them to wear
flirting with another member to make them jealous (hhu)
flirting with another member to make them jealous (pu)
your ass getting bigger from working out
hair pulling (pu)
spanking you while making out
hair pulling (hhu)
masturbating over video call
showing up in a sexy outfit while they're on a work call
asking them to wear a blindfold
s/o with a wax kink
songs they listen to while having sex
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Very random but it’d be funny if Ike the mouse (from Alice comedies) was a criminal
Like keep them the same size, their around the size of a normal cat
Need inconveniently small hand scuffs for them
Mostly thought of this since in the back up detectives au Julius has a bit of a record
He is.
He's handcuffed but its so small you can barely see it. (I accidentally made him too little)
Julius and Ike sometimes partner up in doing some mischief together, getting into more trouble later on. It's a common thing for them also meeting up in prison as well, some trouble equals some lock down times, and you can tell who's the worst of the two.
Also they're not currently in prison, this is just one of the times they were.
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do you have a bruharvey comic reading list ?
Lmfao I personally feel like every Harvey-centric comic is somewhat a BruHarvey comic if you squint 🤣🤣🤣🤣
This list is in no way exhaustive and I'm pretty sure I've missed out some very important stuff but nevertheless, this is what I could think off at the top of my head:
Disclaimer: I'm bad at continuity. And I won't call some of these excellent writing but they did give me all the delicious bruharv moments.
Batman - A Lonely Place of Dying - Some nice parallels between Batman and Two-Face were made in here when they're busy trying to outwit each other. This is mainly focused on Bruce's angst post-Jason's death and it is rather delicious for the angst-lover. And also origin story for Robin Tim.
Batman: Year One - That infamous scene where Batman hid under Harvey's desk. That's it. That's big reason enough for you to read it. (Harvey is also exceptionally hansum in here. Will always be one of my fav Harveys).
Two-Face: Year One - Chummy college days, Bruce hanging out at Harvey's office late and night and also the one where 2F didn't listen to the coin and spared Bruce's life :^)
Batman: Eye of the Beholder - The one where Jim introduced Harvey to Batman and then they started hanging out together and left Jim out. JK JK JK LOL but it sure felt like that 🤣 In all honesty though, this is one of--if not--the best Harvey story out there so please read it anyway!!!!
Batman: Face The Face - This takes place sometime after Batman: Hush (where if you recall, Harvey betrayed Tommy to save Bruce's ass uwu). Harvey is somewhat "cured" now that his face is fixed. He go about protecting Gotham in Bruce's absence. And oh, Harvey recalling the 30 days whirlwind of a romance with Bruce where they trained together and also went for dinner dates and movies (I KID YOU NOT)---and obviously got 2F very upset LOL.
All-Star Batman: My Own Worst Enemy - The one where Bruce and Harvey went on a cross-country trip while being handcuffed together. Also a look into their childhood together at that very weird school lol
Batman and Robin #24 - #28 (The Big Burn) - This is 2F's origin story for current continuity. The one where Harvey called Bruce a Prince (while looking at his own reflection on a knight armour) and Bruce called Harvey "dummy" affectionately. Also here we learn that Harvey had known that Bruce is Batman since forever and has been protecting that secret from 2F.
Detective Comics #989 - #993 (Deface The Face) - My beloved Gotham Justice Triumvirate reuniting and working together!!!! The ending to this arc truly fulfilled my love for that chasing game between a hero and a villain tbh uwu
Detective Comics #1020 - #1024 (Ugly Heart & Prelude to Joker War) - It started out weird enough with 2F having a cult of some sort and having real weird erotic ritual involving the coin (lbr you know I'd join this cult in a heartbeat LOL). Again, this arc emphasized on Harvey's struggles to protect Bruce and his identity from 2F. And Harvey teaming up with Bruce to beat Joker's talons!!!!! It ended with 2F being suppressed and a somewhat "reformed" Harvey in Blackgate being visited by Matches. I like this arc for a lot of shippy reasons lmfao ("Promises, promises" hehe)
Detective Comics #1062 - present - The current craze. An excellently written Harvey by Ram V and Simon Spurrier. I look forward to where this is heading! (As of now, seems like Harvey has stopped making an appearance but I sure hope he'll come back again!!!)
ADDITIONAL MENTIONS
The Doom That Came to Gotham - This is a depressing Elseworlds story with Lovecraft elements but the BruHarvey in here is absolutely golden and even more so in the movie version.
Batman 1989 Newspaper Comics - I have yet to go through this tbh but there are a lot of good bruharv moments in here and thIS ONE RIGHT HERE I s2G GETS ME ALL THE TIME
THAT IS ALL!!! Thanks for asking me this because now I have a proper record to refer to since I'm so bad with arc names and issues etc 🤣
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My first WIP of 2024 is dedicated to the second part of the mini fic "Days in Verdansk" in which Eden together with the 141 is in the capital of Kastovia to search Vladimir Makarov, I hope you can like it as a small appetizer of what I'm writing🫶
"Are you sure he will talk?" Gaz turned to Eden; it had all in all been a fairly easy escape. Baranov's men had not noticed their leader's sudden disappearance, no car chase. The mission had been perfect.
"He knows he has to, right?" The brunette looked at the man handcuffed in the chair in front of the group, literally afraid of the three in front of him, Eden, Soap and Gaz. Simon was in the corner, he would be used in case the oligarch did not want to talk and heavy artillery would be used.
"You just have to tell us if it is true what they say and the date of the famous attack" Price laid his hands on the shoulders of the man, who began to whimper like a desperate child.
"I don't know anything, I already told you. I would have no reason to lie" Baranov began to tremble, a classic sign of someone who was lying big time. Soap, with Price and Eden's consent pulled some photos out of his pocket.
They had been taken by an MI6 contact days earlier, Helen had delivered them in Baranov's sketch file. The contents were a meeting that had taken place between the man and Makarov, amiably sitting with the financier's family talking about "business."
"We know you and the asshole have business, you just need to tell us where it is mh?" The Scotsman leaned forward toward the Russian, who looked at those present with cold sweats.
"I...I only talked about money, I don't even know what this Makarov guy does. It is the truth I swear."
"You're lying, we're not stupid" Gaz turned to Eden, who with a tape recorder in hand started a conversation just between Baranov and the Russian terrorist.
"9 миллионов рублей, я могу дать вам это, а вы взамен нападете на стадион"(" 9 million rubles, I can give you this, in return you will attack the stadium"
"9 миллионов рублей - это мало, мой дорогой Баранов, 15 миллионов мне кажется более разумным"("9 million rubles is a few my dear Baranov, 15 million seems more reasonable to me.")
That was overwhelming evidence, Baranov was trapped.He did not even try to reply, he just remained silent, looking down.
"Then we can do this, you will tell us the truth and we will help you in return. You don't want your wife and child to come to a bad end right?" Eden decided to make a deal; she knew that Makarov scum had threatened the tycoon. Baranov could rot for him, but it was not the same for his wife and son. They were innocents entangled in a business that was not their business.
"What do you say captain? Can we give a guarantee?" The woman looked at Price who nodded, Eden could sense Simon's look of pride behind her.
"We can, if he speaks of course" Price, arms folded waited for Baranov to speak.
"Okay, that conversation is true. We talked business but I didn't think he was serious."
"You fucking liar!" Soap grabbed the man by the shirt, with veins literally invading his forehead from nervousness and stopped by Gaz and Price.
"Boy we're not going anywhere like this" then Price looked toward their target "you better tell the truth or I'll be forced to call my most trusted man. And believe me you're not going to like it" John turned to Simon, who uttered a murmur of assent, pulling out one of his many knives.
"Ehy ehy, what do you want to do? Please don't kill me. It's a lie, I financed Makarov for the attack so that I can then win the election" trembling like a chick Baranov finally revealed his disgusting plan. The five exchanged a complicit glance, before Eden, tape recorder in hand grabbed a chair and sat down in front of him.
"Now you're going to tell me exactly the same things, detail by detail so that then this will finish whoever it is 'kay?”
#call of duty oc:eden “spectra” park#oc:eden“spectra”park#x: days in verdansk#call of duty oc#cod oc#cod mw2#call of duty original character#call of duty fic#call of duty fanfiction#tag: wip#simon ghost riley
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Escape
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"They will never leave the Home Tree." The video log of you being recorded was shown on the screen.
Great. You and your science team helped Selfridge commit Genocide against the Navi.
What have you done? Your breath hitched. You didn't mean for this to happen. You felt Grace's hand on your shoulder to comfort your guilty conscience.
You wanted to cry. Norm was looking at you with pity.
Jake was arguing that good for nothing Quaritch. Oh, how you hated him!
He was always bullying you especially. He hated the science group in general but you the most. You didn't do anything to him and wondered why. He would say sexist insults to you and when carrying papers or boxes in the hallway he would make you drop them or he would trip you.
Like a child.
You tried to ignore him. It was hard since he was head of security.
You bit your lips in frustration.
"So…" Quaritch mused. "Since a deal cannot be made, I guess things will get real simple…" His beautiful blue eyes scanned your body shamelessly. "Name, I'm getting all emotional. Might just give a big wet kiss." He licked his lips teasingly.
You bowed your head.
"Parker, we need to talk this out like rational adults." Grace said.
Parker wasn't having it. He told all he was shutting the program and how all of you guys were leaving for Earth.
Your head began to spin. You felt like collapsing from the stress and exhaustion.
Miles Quaritch didn't want you to leave for Earth. He had to devise a plan quickly, but how?
…..
The four of you were confined in a cell till further notice. Trudy and Max were kind enough to help you all escape.
You and Grace struggled to put Jake inside the Helicopter but sadly, you were all caught when Colonel Quaritch began to shoot at you guys. You pushed Jake in but couldn't climb in.
They left you and you were handcuffed by security.
The Colonel ran to you. He looked pissed then he saw it. You were wounded. He shot your arm.
"Take her to emergency."
You were handcuffed to the hospital bed and then your visitor was that mean Marine. He came in and stared at you. You waited for him to speak. Miles Quaritch was happy about your failed attempt to escape. You cannot return to Earth. You will be under his watchful eye.
He will punish you for ignoring his existence and brushing off his advances towards you. He has been trying to get your attention since he saw you.
He was writing a paper explaining to Parker how you should stay on Pandora instead of going home and now fate bound you two together. Such luck.
He was upset he hurt you. He will make up for it. You were lucky you got shot. He would have punished you for your attempt to escape. But you got punished already. So, he guesses he will act lovey dovey.
Quaritch began to strip …
#avatar 2009#avatar#dark miles quaritch#miles quaritch#yandere miles quaritch#yandere miles quaritch x reader#miles quaritch x reader#Youtube
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The Needy And Whiney
For the record, I need some help making this •-•
So... First of all You got Dazai and Chuuya wrap around your finger. THEY LOVE YOU SO MUCH. Your confused why they love you, spoil you, and ect.
One day Chuuya give you his black card (RICH BOI). When you come back you saw Chuuya and Dazai sitting on the bed, and surprisingly they have collars on their neck. "Loveee" Chuuya calls you "Dazai is annoying mee" Chuuya said. "No I'm not!" Dazai lied. "You two really need to work together" You said. "Loveee, we're trying our best~" They both pout cutely, their eyes pleading with you for understanding. "We just have different... interests, that's all." They both agree. "If you don't get along, you two won't cum tonight." As you said that, both of their eyes widen. "You won't" Chuuya said in disbelief. They both start whines, and that annoyed you. So you pull them by the collar, they both gasp. "Shut your mouth" You said. "Make us!" They replied. "Gladly" You handcuffed both of them to the headboard. "Both of you can't cum tonight" You said as Both of them try to free themselves. You began to undress them until all of their clothes are in the floor. You give them some stroke on their cock, until you know their orgasms is near. When it's near, you get up and sit on the edge of the bed. You can see tears building up on their eyes. "Aw, can't handle it?" You tease, as they whimper, and begging you to touch them more. "Pathetic." You said.
The next morning they both woke up still handcuffed and they both haven't cum yet. "Loveee please, please, please, please, Just let us cum. We will do anything" They begged you. At the end you fulfill their wish, and they we're satisfied.
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In 1x18 Matthew is telling a story from his and Danny's childhood, he is telling it for Steve and, gosh, it still touches me. It touches me that Matt chose exactly that one story, that one about being a cop.
Matt (to Danny): You handcuffed me to the monkey cages.
Danny: Hey, I... I was doing my job.
Matt: Danny, you were nine! What are you talking about?
Danny: They were plastic handcuffs. Just so you know.
Steve: So you were a cop back then?
When I rewatch this scene I can't stop thinking about Steve. About his past. About episode 1x02 and that scene when he was listening to his father's recorded confessions. About John's words:
When he was five years old, I asked my son Steve what he wanted to be when he grew up. He said, “I want to be a cop, dad, like you.” I told him to be anything but that.
Our boys share so much, they have so much in common and here, here my heart melts, here I see soulmates. They are soulmates, I know. But this scene shows me that... they were soulmates all those years ago. Before meeting each other.
Kill me and my romantic heart but gosh, I see them. I'm seeing them now: two little boys from different/not that different stories. Two little boys about the same age, living in the same world in the same time. Having the same dream: to be a cop. Yes, sure, many boys, many kids have dreams like this. It's just my cursed brain believing that there's something special about Danny and Steve. I guess that my brain sees these two stories as some mystical McDanno connection ;) But I love their connection. I love to imagine little Stevie and little Danny, I love to imagine two boys living so far from each other, not knowing each other but looking at the same sky, same stars and whispering "I wanna be a cop", sharing the wish.
These boys wanted the same. They dreamt about justice, about helping people, about being needed. They both felt that being a cop would be best for them. That it's their destiny.
And one day they met each other.
They both are cops. The best ones. They're partners. Best friends ever. They're loves of their lives. And now they're sitting there together when Matt is telling the story. One word: destiny.
It touches me, touches me deeply when Danny says "I was doing my job" and Steve smiles - cause he knows. He understands so well. And he laughs cause 9 y.o. Danny sounded totally like... his Danny. Danny has always been a sweet sarcastic dorky guardian angel and when Steve is listening to Matt's story he can feel like he has always known Danny Williams.
It touches me when Matt asks "What are you talking about?", when he doesn't get Danny's behaviour in the past whereas Steve is that one who understands all. Yes, Danny was nine. Danny was nine and "ready" for this job. Steve knows. Oh, he knows well. Whoah, Steve was FIVE when he was "ready".
It touches me when Steve says to Danny "So you were a cop back then?". Cause it's like "Danny... You... You too? Wow!". It's like "So we both... You wanted what I wanted".
And it touches me that Steve is smiling all the time. He's looking at Danny with all his love, adoration, respect. He's happy. He's happy that Danny is a cop. That Danny has always been a cop. Steve, Steve's dreams were ruined once. His own dad said "No, I don't want you to be a cop". His own dad sent him away, sent him to sad and dark Navy world. John chose a life for Steve. A life that was far away from Steve's dreams. But Steve is never jealous. He doesn't envy Danny. He's happy that Danny had a better past (oh, he knows that Danny isn't a Golden Boy, that Danny is hurt too, but still - Danny at least had his family), that Danny could attend the police academy and that Danny's dream came true.
(I wrote more about John's "nope" here: https://ellena-asg.tumblr.com/post/701190347277139968/when-he-was-five-years-old-i-asked-my-son-steve)
Steve is happy that he met Danny. That he can be his partner. His everything. That life finally gave him, after all those years, a chance. Steve is now a cop. He's in Five-0. Five-0 is Ohana. Five-0 is love. And Steve is needed. It's also his dream that came true. So he's double happy.
And Danny... Danny knows. Danny is grabbing Steve's arm, it's like "We feel it, huh? Only we feel it, only you feel me, only I feel you...". It's like "We did it. We are here, in Hawaii, together. Two cops. Two damn cops. Geez, so good I didn't choose to be firefighter like Pop". And he is looking at Steve. And he has for Steve all what Steve has for him: greatest friendship, greatest love, greatest respect. They're looking at each other and they're one.
This gathering, it looks like there are two worlds and a table. The world of Danny and Steve. Table. And then there are Grace, Matt and Rachel. Grace and Matt are close cause they love and respect our boys and their job. Rachel... It's so meaningful that she's there, listening to Matt's story about little Danny wanting to be a cop. What an irony. She's like a big contrast to everyone and especially to Steve. She is laughing with them all but please - it's a fake laughter. Or confused one. Cause she never understood and will never understand Danny's wish. Danny's job. She never tried to understand. To be close. She hates Danny's job, his passion. She used/still uses it against Danny and Grace. Steve would never. Steve... Steve understands all. Not only because he's a cop too. He just tries. He cares. And Rachel... In this story she's like John.
Rachel and John were "I don't wanna you to be a cop" ones. She and John were both not fair. John was a cop himself and though he had a right to be worried about Steve his "I find this job dangerous and dirty so it is dangerous and dirty, should be from Steve's pov too" wasn't fair. Rachel met Danny - he was a cop. She knew it. She still dated him. She married a cop. She married a cop and behaved like "I hate that you're a cop, why do you have to be a cop, oh I hate this, Grace should hate this too" (so good that Grace has her own mind and doesn't listen to Rachel). Rachel and John hated somebody's dreams. Dreams of people who were their family. Because of Rachel and John Danny's and Steve's past was painful (it was painful in many other ways too, they both ruined our boys in many ways, it's not only a cop issue). Rachel and John... They didn't understand. But well... In some way it's thanks to them that Steve and Danny could met in Hawaii and fell in love. That they could find what they needed.
Dreams came true. And I'm so happy that boys... that after all what they suffered in the past they still can believe in good things, still can have dreams. Together.
#h50#mcdanno#danny williams#steve mcgarrett#h50 meta#matthew williams#rachel edwards#grace williams#john mcgarrett#1x18#1x02#cops in love
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@crossedsabers10s
making this up as i go along, gonna give myself 30 minutes to come up with something. prompt generator dot com or something gave me the prompts [friendship bracelets] + [miscommunication].
start: 10:51pm
end: 11:21pm.
rating: T
summary: speedwritten drabble of denzo + prompts (friendship bracelets + miscommunication). unedited, unfinished.
“…What are you doing?” Enzo asks amusedly, watching Damon try and creep up on him with all the subtlety of a baby horse wearing sleigh bells on its hooves.
The other vampire walks closer, casually—far too casually—and stops right in front of Enzo, who narrows his eyes and takes in his ex-cellmate’s appearance. He’s got his hands shoved in the pockets of his leather jacket, a glint in his eye that just oozes ‘DANGER’, and a wicked little smirk to tie the whole look together.
“…Nothing,” Damon sing-songs. “Just hangin’ with my BFF, that’s all.”
“Mm-hmm. That’s all?”
There’s a vigorous nod. “That’s all.”
Blue eyes gaze, unblinking.
Brown eyes gaze right back.
Five, ten minutes pass, neither vampire breaking from their impromptu (and unspoken) staring contest.
Blue eyes gaze even harder, and their attached person grabs Enzo’s hand. “Mine.”
“Yours,” Enzo agrees.
Damon smiles evilly at that admission, and Enzo wonders—not for the first time—whether his (ex) friend might be part-fae. It’s not outside the realm of possibility, from what he’s been taught about the supernatural world these days.
Something cold wraps around his wrist, quickly, silently —— until the sudden click! causes Enzo to break the staring contest so that he can glance down at his hand in confusion.
“Ha!” Damon giggles maniacally, practically vibrating out of his own skin, “I won!”
Enzo wiggles his hand inside the attached cuff. Which doesn’t look like any of the ones he’s ever seen; not even the official ones he’d accidentally nicked from the Sheriff — This one’s strange. A bit heavier. Not by much, not Augustine-level, but the difference is there. Maybe it’s a new thing, heavy handcuffs. “So you did,” he concedes, “but what does that have to do with handcuffing only one of my wrists?” Part of him wonders if he’s gonna get locked in the Salvatore’s creepy basement again. He hopes not. He hasn’t done anything wrong, right? Definitely not enough for Damon to be the one locking him up…right???
“I won,” Damon tells him, simple as that. “And you lost. Loser has to be handcuffed to the winner for a week.” Damon pulls his hand out of his jacket to click on the other end of the metal cuffs, so they’re sitting nicely around his own wrist, connected to the chain of Enzo’s own jail bracelet.
“Handcuffed. Right.” Surprisingly Safe For Work of Damon, actually. He’s not really sure what the whole staring contest thing had to do with it, though.
Then he grins at the British vampire. “Think of it like… a friendship bracelet.”
“A friendship bracelet?” Enzo echoes, and Damon nods emphatically. “Yeah,” he says, jiggling their conjoined hands, “a best friendship bracelet.”
Let the record show that Enzo definitely does not smile at this. At all. Because it’s terribly inconvenient and not in any realm cute.
“Why?”
The jiggling stops.
“Why?” Damon asks quietly, hurt seeping into every corner of the singular syllable. “Do you—was thi—Why wouldn’t I? You’re my best friend.” He says it so simply, so certainly, so honestly that Enzo wishes to believe him more than anything.
And part of him does.
But there’s another, bigger part of him that wants more than what Damon’s offering.
“Not that,” he retracts, “why the handcuffs?”
Damon brightens up a little, and so does Enzo’s traitorous heart. “Bonding activity. Spell wears off in a week, but if you hate this, we can probably get Bonnie to undo it before then.” He takes a deep breath. “I-I just… thought that maybe we could have some fun with it. Because…you’re moving out and all, ‘n I….” He scrunches up his face. “I don’t want you to!”
Enzo lets out a hopeful breath. “You don’t?”
“Of course not! That’s why I orchestrated this whole thing!”
A stupid inconvenience birthed from good intentions? That checks out. “You chained us together, with magical handcuffs… all because I’ve been thinking about finding my own place?”
Damon nods sullenly, then shrugs, pulling Enzo’s cuffed hand up with the action.
“Damon… you could’ve just told me.”
“You’ve been avoiding me. I just wanted to make sure you couldn’t leave.”
“And I wanted to make sure you couldn’t ask me to.”
11:22pm.
that… i’m quite proud of that. i’m typing this on my phone, so go me! yeehaw never gonna put myself through that again.
#denzo#splatooshy#tvdu#slutty bisexual damon salvatore#bi damon salvatore#damon x enzo#sweeties#pining#idk#writing prompt#drabble#first draft#writing challenge
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Here it FINALLY is Tarlos @flufftober day 5: ... +1
this is soooo late and I rewrote it sooo many times and I'm soooo behind on flufftober… but life™ got in the way - you know how it is.
I'm going to try get back on schedule over the weekend!
Under Arrest (AO3)
5 times Carlos had to arrest a member of the 126 + 1 time he got arrested himself
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1 TK
“Reyes, I’ve got one more in holding from the bar fight, can you process him and get rid of him?”
“You mean let him sleep it off in the drunk tank?” Carlos asked his coworker. He hated the overnight shifts on weekends. They were always filled with people getting drunk and doing stupid shit.
“Nope. He’s sober.”
“What? Did you pick him up by accident?”
“Nope. According to the staff he’s the one that started it all.”
“Why would anyone pick a fight in a bar while sober?”
“I don’t know man, ask him yourself, I put him by your desk.” Jackson said and handed him a tablet. “Have fun. I’m taking my break now.” He said and walked away
“Yeah, thanks…” Carlos mumbled and pulled up the arrest record. “Hey are you sure this name is correct?” he called out to Jackson who was on his way to the coffee machine.
“Yeah, it’s what’s on his ID.” He shrugged. “Why?”
“No reason… just… an unusual name I guess.”
“Ah yeah the double name. It’s common in Europe. My wife is from France. Her brother’s name is Jean Pierre.”
Carlos nodded.
“Well… I’ll go process Tyler Kennedy then…” Carlos said and went to pick up TK’s personal belongings before making his way over to his desk.
He took a moment to compose himself. He was a professional, he could do this. He could process the guy he’d hooked up with a few times. No big deal. It’s not like they were a couple. TK had made it perfectly clear he wasn’t interested in that.
He dropped the bag with TK’s phone and wallet on the desk next to his face, making the other man look up.
He had a split lip and was holding an ice pack to the side of his face. Carlos suspected someone had taken pity on him and given him the ice pack as well as some range of motion by cuffing his hands together instead of to the side of Carlos’ desk.
“Hello TK. Or should I say Tyler Kennedy?”
TK groaned.
“Please don’t call me that.”
“Austin is a small town, TK. If you didn’t want me to know your full name you shouldn’t have gotten yourself arrested. Want to tell me what happened?”
“Not particularly.” TK mumbled. “Isn’t you processing me some kind of conflict of interest?”
“Why would it be? It’s not like we are anything to each other, are we?” Carlos said, doing his best to stay professional and not do something stupid like wrapping TK up in a hug.
TK stared at him for a moment before, reluctantly, starting to explain what he’d done to end up handcuffed at the police station and Carlos began to understand the mystery that was TK Strand a little more.
He tapped his tablet to pull up the right form and made TK sign for his belongings before taking off the handcuffs.
“You’re sober, nobody is pressing charges… so you’re free to go.” He said and watched TK gather his phone, keys, and wallet.
“I’ll see you around.” TK mumbled.
“Yeah. Hopefully not like this. Please get some better coping mechanisms."
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2 Owen
“Of course sir, we take this kind of thing very seriously.” Carlos heard one of his coworkers say as he walked back into the precinct after his lunch break. He was in a good mood, he’d spent his break with TK at the firehouse and things were getting better between them every day.
They’d planned a date night for later in the week when they both had the day off. Carlos would cook and TK would stay over. Something which was happening a lot more often lately.
The rest of the crew had teased them for acting like an old married couple but they’d just laughed it off.
“Yes sir, I will send a uniform unit to make the arrest and bring him in for questioning. I will keep you updated. Alright. You too sir.”
The coworker ended phone call just as Carlos walked past their desk on the way to his own.
“Reyes. A job for you. You need to pick someone up for assault. Take Mitchell for back up.”
“But I just got back from lunch. I have paperwork to catch up on.” Carlos protested. He’d hoped for a quiet afternoon where he could maybe sneak in a little dinner planning and texts to TK.
“That can wait. Did you not hear that call just now? This guy pissed the wrong people off. You need to go pick him up.”
“Fine. Give me the details.”
“Sent to your phone.”
“Oh… oh no… I can’t do this.” Carlos said when he checked the message. He was breaking out in a cold sweat just by thinking about it.
“And why is that? You’re free, it’s your job… it’s one guy.”
“Yeah… but Owen Strand is my boyfriend’s father.”
“Oh… have you been together long?”
“A few months.”
“Well that’s alright then. It’s not like you’re married. Just go pick the guy up. And hope your boyfriend doesn’t find out.”
Half an hour later Carlos was sitting in his cruiser outside the firehouse, trying to work up the nerve to go in.
“Maybe you could make the arrest?” He asked Mitchell. “I’ll just be back up.”
“I would but… that might make it even worse.” Mitchell said sympathetically. “You just standing there while this bitch of a partner of yours drags his poor old dad off to jail? Not doing anything to stop it?”
Carlos dropped his head forward on the steering wheel.
“I hate it when you’re right.”
They got out of the car and walked into the firehouse. TK was leaning on the rig, talking to Paul and Carlos could tell the exact moment he saw him.
A bright and happy smile spread over his face and he walked up to him to greet him.
“Hey babe, back so soon? Did you miss me?” he gave him a quick kiss hello.
“Yeah… uhm I’m not here on a social call…” he glanced around but of course Owen Strand was nowhere to be seen.
Mitchell lined up beside him.
“We’re looking for Captain Owen Strand.” She said in a serious tone. “Do you know where we can find him?”
“You’ve found him, officer.” Owen walked up to them. “What can I do for you?”
“Carlos what’s going on?” TK asked, confused.
Carlos didn’t reply, just took a deep breath and grabbed the handcuffs from his belt.
“I’m sorry sir, I really wish I didn’t have to do this… but I’m going to need you to turn around and put your hands behind your head.” He said and avoided looking at TK as Owen did what he asked him and let him put the cuffs on him. “Captain Owen Strand, you are under arrest for assault. You have the right to remain silent. Everything you do say, can and will be used against you in a court of law.”
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3 Marjan
“Unit 363H20, there is another disturbance call at former fire station 126. Are you available?”
“Unit 363H20 responding.” Carlos said into his radio, already knowing what, or rather who, he’d find at the location he was getting sent to.
When he got out of his cruiser he was met by an annoyed foreman.
“Officer, we can’t do our jobs like this. She’s destroyed our equipment again and she’s chained herself to the doors. We can’t work like this but I still have to pay my people. She’s ruining our business.”
“I understand sir, but she’s on public property and there is no official order from a judge saying she can’t be here…” Carlos sighed. He’d had this conversation far too many times lately. “I will go talk to her.”
“Can’t you arrest her? For trespassing or something?”
“I’m afraid not. Like I said, she’s on public grounds. You or someone from your company is free to file for a restraining order. If that gets issued and she still comes here, I can arrest her for violating that. I’ll go talk to her now.”
“So if you haven’t done so already, please donate to my fundraiser, together we can save the 126!” Marjan said to her phone, obviously live streaming her entire protest. Again. “And look, here’s Carlos! Say hi to Carlos everyone.” She said when she noticed Carlos walking over.
“Chica we have to stop meeting like this.”
“Oh come on, it’s always nice to catch up with friends.” Marjan said, still filming. “How have you been? You look tired.”
“I’m fine. I’d be better if I didn’t have to pick you up every other day.”
“He’s lying guys. He’s not fine. He got his heart broken and he won’t tell us what happened. His ex won’t either. They’re so stubborn.”
“Ok, that’s enough. No need to broadcast the state of my love life to the entire world. Please stop filming now.”
“Uh oh, he’s serious guys. I better go. But remember, my fundraiser is still open! Please give what you can, and spread the word! Bye for now!” Marjan said and stop her stream.
“Thank you. Now lets go. I hear you’ve put sawdust in the engines again, so they won’t be doing anything today.”
“They have no proof of that.”
Carlos sighed.
“Yeah, just come with me. Show them I’m doing my job. You’ve caused enough trouble for one day don’t you think?”
“It’s called civil disobedience. I’m merely exercising my rights.” Marjan said, a little too loudly so the workmen heard her too.
Carlos decided to let it go and opened the door of his cruiser for her so she could get into the backseat.
“They’re going to get a restraining order against you.” He warned her when he got behind the wheel. “And if you violate that I have to actually arrest you.”
“I promise I won’t do it if you’re on shift then.” She promised and Carlos wondered if that would be better or worse. “By the way can you drop me off at the other firehouse? My shift starts in an hour.”
“You know that’s not how it works, chica. I have to take you to the station and process you before I send you on your way.”
“Right.” Marjan sat back for a second before pressing her face up to the barrier behind Carlos’ head. “Can you turn on the lights and sirens then? If we hurry I might still make it.”
Carlos rolled his eyes but after a moment still flicked the switch and pressed down on the gas a little harder.
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4 Owen
“Alright, we have to be smart about this. We only have an estimate on how many people will be in there, and they’ll most likely be armed. Be careful, be alert, but only grab the people on the list you’ve been given. Let’s get in and out as quickly as possible without anyone getting hurt.” Carlos’ captain was briefing the team that had been put together for a raid on a bar popular with white supremacists. “We’re supporting the FBI on this so follow their lead at all times.” He stepped aside to let the FBI agent in charge of the operation to address the team herself.
“Thank you captain. I have very little to add to this, other than a slight update to our list of suspects. There are a few more names on there and we’ve pulled pictures from surveillance footage so you know which face goes with the names.” She told them while another agent handed out the updated list.
When Carlos got his and he quickly scanned it, his heart sank.
“Uh… sorry ma’am… are… are you sure this list is correct?” he asked.
“Why wouldn’t it be officer… Reyes.” She glanced at his nametag.
“I uh… I recognise one of the names and I just don’t think he’s involved in anything…” He trailed off.
“I can assure you officer that we’ve checked all of these suspects’ involvement and all of these are people we can charge with dealing in illegal firearms, drug trafficking, money laundering, or being a member of a terrorist organisation. Or any combination of those. So whatever petty criminal you recognise and think belong on there, trust me when I say that they do.”
Carlos nodded.
“Yes ma’am.”
He read over the list again and stared at the picture that went with the name and severely regretted volunteering for this raid. The extra money would be nice but the fall out it would cause was already giving him a headache.
“Alright everyone, let’s head out.” Carlos’ captain said and clapped his hands to get everyone moving.
“Hey…” Lexi Mitchell fell into step beside him and Carlos was never more grateful she regularly signed up for these kind of things. “I saw the list… isn’t that…”
“Yeah.” Carlos cut her off quickly, not wanting the rest of the team to overhear anything.
“Did you know he was into this?”
“No. And he’s not. It can’t be right.”
“You heard the FBI agent…”
“I know. But I just… it can’t be. I know him. He wouldn’t.”
“I guess he would.”
“It can’t be.” Carlos shook his head. “I just have to get to him before anyone else does. Make sure I’m the one to make the arrest.”
“Isn’t that a conflict of interest?”
“I don’t think so. TK and I are not married yet.”
“Alright… it’s your funeral.”
The drive over was tense and when the first officers entered the building, Carlos followed them on auto pilot.
He knew what to do, he’d been trained for this. He knew how to keep a clear head amid the chaos.
Only all of that went out the window when he saw Owen standing near the bar, looking bewildered at the raid being carried out around him.
Thankfully nobody else had seen him yet and Carlos pushed through the crowd or bar patrons and fellow officers to get to him.
“Carlos!” Owen said happily when he saw him, but doing a double take when he noticed the rifle in his hands and the Kevlar vest he was wearing.
“You need to come with me.” Carlos said, grabbing his elbow.
“Carlos what’s going on?”
“You’re on our arrest list. I’m arresting you so nobody else will. Just come with me and do as I say.”
Thankfully Owen was smart enough to listen to him and let Carlos lead him outside.
“Just sit down here. I don’t know how, but I’ll get you out of this.”
“Officer, when you make an arrest, please make sure your detainee can’t hurt you or himself.” One of the FBI agents reminded him and kept watching him to make sure he followed protocol.
“Of course. I was just about to do that.” He grabbed a zip tie from his belt. “Turn around, hands behind your back.” He ordered and thankfully Owen did what he was told and let Carlos secure his hands behind his back.
“Don’t forget to read him his rights. We wouldn’t want the case to fall apart on a technicality.”
“Of course, sir. I won’t forget, sir.” He turned to Owen and mumbled a quick I’m sorry to the man before taking a deep breath. “You have the right to remain silent, anything you do say, can and will be held against you in a court of law.”
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5 TNT
“Yes Nance! Come on!” TK braced himself in the back of the ambulance as Nancy raced through the streets of Austin. Lights and sirens going, full speed ahead.
Surely they’d beat Paragon to the scene.
“Ok next right and then we should get ahead of them!” Tommy said over the radio.
It was a little reckless and petty but beating Paragon was worth more than maintaining professional conduct.
“Ok hold on! It’s going to be close!” Nancy yelled and TK had a feeling she just took the corner on two wheels.
“Yes! We’re in front of them! We’re going to get there first!” Tommy yelled excitedly.
Only suddenly another, slightly different, siren joined the two ambulances.
“Is that APD?” Nancy asked over the radio. “I don’t see them in my mirrors.”
“Ignore it, they probably just got called to the same scene as us.” TK reasoned as they drove the last of the way to the scene.
Nancy parked the ambulance and the three of them got out, ready to get to work before the Paragon guys could take charge of the scene.
Tommy started giving out orders, while Nancy and TK grabbed their gear.
None of them even acknowledged the APD cruiser pulling up.
“Captain Vega.” Someone said and Tommy looked up.
“Oh hi Carlos. Did you get called out here too?”
“I did, yes… Do you have a minute?”
“Uh not really, we’re kind of in the middle of something here. You’re going to have to walk and talk with me.”
“Captain Vega I suggest you call for a second ambulance and listen to what my colleague here has to say.” A second officer said as he got out of the car.
Carlos was looking increasingly uncomfortable and like he’d rather be anywhere than here in this moment.
For a minute TK thought he was going to be sick.
“Carlos what’s going on?” he asked.
Carlos cleared his throat and looked at a spot somewhere over Tommy’s left shoulder.
“I uh… Sgt O’Brien and I… have gotten word of some uh… complaints made against you. All… three… of you.”
“Complaints? By who? We’re just doing our jobs.” TK said indignant.
“Let me guess, those Paragon roaches are the ones who complained?” Nancy asked, glaring at the Paragon ambulance that had pulled up and started to get to work.
“I’m afraid I can’t disclose that information but I’m going to need you to follow my colleague and I to the station.” O’Brien told them. “And I would suggest you go willingly, none of us want to cause a scene.”
“May I ask what these complaints are?” Tommy asked, doing her best to stay calm.
“Officer Reyes, if you please.”
Carlos nodded and pulled a small notepad out of his pocket.
“Reckless driving, endangerment, harassment, and you violated various traffic laws on the way over here.”
“I had the lights and siren on!” Nancy protested. “You can’t pin traffic violations on someone driving an ambulance!”
“I’m sure we can figure it all out down at the station.” Carlos told her. “I’m sure it’s just a big misunderstanding.”
“Oh no it’s perfectly clear. The Paragon assholes just can’t handle us beating them to scenes!”
“Captain Vega, I will ride in the ambulance with you, the other two can go with my colleague in the car.” O’Brien decided, ignoring Nancy’s angry ranting.
“Very well. After you sergeant.” Tommy said, holding out her hand to Nancy for the keys to the ambulance. “We’ll see you down there.” She told TK and Nancy and gave Carlos’ shoulder a quick squeeze in passing.
The three of them watched her and O’Brien get in the ambulance and drive away.
The second they were out of sight, Carlos closed his eyes for a second and let out the breath he’d been holding.
“I am so sorry. He insisted on riding with me today and I don’t know why. I think he’s figured out our connection and wants to test me or something. I couldn’t get out of it.” He rambled.
“Babe, relax.” TK discretely grabbed his hand, trying to remain somewhat professional. “It’s just people using you to get us. We’ll figure it out.”
“I’m sorry. I hate this so much.”
“Yeah, us too. But we better get going and head to the station. I don’t want you to get in trouble for not following orders.” TK said and the three of them walked to Carlos’ cruiser and got in.
TK really wanted to get into the front with Carlos but decided it would look better if he was in the back with Nancy. The last thing he wanted was for Carlos to get into trouble because of him.
“We’ll get these stupid charges dropped, and them I’m suing the hell out of those Paragon assholes!” Nancy vowed and if Carlos had lowered the window a little when they passed the Paragon crew, well that was their secret and nobody needed to know.
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+1 Carlos himself
“Hey baby, where are you?” TK asked over the phone. He was working while Carlos had a few days off, and judging by the constant stream of texts, it was a slow day for the 126.
“I’m just getting a few things for dinner tomorrow night.” Carlos replied, parking his car in front of the store.
“Oh are you at the farmers market?”
“No, I thought I’d try something different. I’m at that Asian supermarket near that new bakery by the park.”
“The one we went to last week? With the good cupcakes?”
“Yeah the ones with the filling you liked. Do you want me to pick a few up for us?”
“It’s your birthday and you’re feeding me cake. What’s wrong with this picture?” TK deadpanned.
Carlos laughed.
“It’s not my birthday yet. So I can still treat my husband to his favourite cupcakes.”
“I knew there was a good reason I married you.” TK joked.
“For the cupcakes?”
“Yes. And you’re also really good in bed.”
Carlos choked on air and hoped to god Nancy wasn’t in earshot or she’d never let them live this down.
“Ok I’m at the store now, so I’m going to hang up. I’ll see you at home later.”
“Or you could come down here and keep us company.” TK suggested. “Maybe we can even have some fun in the bunk room.”
“And risk getting caught again? No thanks. Let’s just do that at home.”
“Spoilsport.” TK said and Carlos could picture the playful pout on his husband’s face.
“That’s me.” He said laughingly. “I love you. Bye babe.”
“I love you too baby. See you soon.” TK replied and they ended the call.
Carlos grabbed his stuff and his shopping bag and headed into the store. He liked the place, it was near the place where his old townhouse had been and back then he’d shop there often. Only these days they lived on the other side of town so it was more of a special occasion than a regular shopping trip.
He greeted the woman working the check out and started browsing the aisles. He had a few ideas for the family dinner they had planned for tomorrow, and he figured he’d just decide on what to make depending on the ingredients he could find.
He’d gotten a little lost in thoughts when he bumped into someone.
“Oh, sorry.” He quickly apologised before recognising one of his colleagues. “Oh hi, doing some shopping too?”
“Not exactly.” The guy said.
“Please put the basket down.” Mitchell said, coming up on his other side.
“What’s going on? Lexi? What the hell?” Carlos asked when he glanced down at her hands and saw her holding a pair of handcuffs.
“I could ask you the same thing. Shoplifting? Really?”
“What are you talking about? I just got here. I haven’t even left the store!”
“Oh so you definitely weren’t putting things in your bag that you weren’t going to pay for? And pretend the alarm was going off for no reason when you walk out the store?”
“This is ridiculous. Lexi you know me. I would never steal!”
“Yeah that’s what they all say. You’re coming with us. You know the drill. Turn around hands behind your head, interlace your fingers.”
“What? Do you think I’m violent?”
“It’s just protocol Reyes, you know this.”
“You’re making a mistake.”
“Funny, that’s also what they all say.” Lexi said and turned to the other officer. “Isn’t it crazy how we’re always making mistakes and arresting people who have done nothing wrong?”
“So crazy.” He agreed.
“Come on Reyes, turn around. Don’t make me do it for you.”
“Lexi come on, you can’t be serious.” Carlos said and the next thing he knew, Mitchell had him pinned against the shelves and was twisting his hands behind his back and putting the cuffs on him. “Lexi!”
“That’s officer Mitchell to you. You’re under arrest for shoplifting. Let’s go.” She pushed him out the store and to the cruiser parked outside.
“Lexi, what the hell? I thought we were friends. Why won’t you believe me?”
“The owner saw you. Don’t deny it.”
“Saw me do what? Shop? Pick out things I wanted to buy? Plan a family dinner?”
“I’d stop talking if I were you.” Lexi said, putting him in the back of the car before getting in herself and driving to the station.
“Please don’t make me go in there in cuffs.” Carlos pleaded, looking at the familiar building.
“You know I can’t take them off until I’m done processing you.” She and the other officer got out of the car and opened the door for him. “Come on, let’s get this over with.” She grabbed his elbow and steered him into the building.
Somehow everyone he knew seemed to be on shift and was there to see Carlos get brought in like some kind of hardened criminal.
“Ok. You know what to do.” Lexi said, taking him to the processing area. “Stand here and smile for the camera.”
“This is insane.” Carlos muttered but decided it was in his best interest to cooperate. “At least let me call TK. He’ll be wondering where I am.”
“When we’re done here.” Lexi told him. “Face left and then right.”
Carlos did as he was told while his mind was racing trying to figure out a way to get out of this.
“Alright, I’m going to undo the cuffs and then you can move your hands in front of your body so we can take your prints. Do you understand?” Lexi asked and Carlos nodded.
He let her move his hands and put the handcuffs back on.
“Put your hand on the scanner, four fingers first, then thumb. Repeat with your other hand.” Lexi said and checked the scans. “Alright. We’re done here, let’s go.” She grabbed his elbow again but she didn’t lead him to the holding cells.
“Where are we going? Where are you taking me? Can I call TK now?” Carlos asked but got no reply. Instead she just lead him down a few hallways and up a flight of stairs. “Lexi what the hell?”
She knocked on a door before opening it and pushing him inside.
“SURPRISE!” a group of his friends, family, and coworkers yelled when he stepped through the door.
They were gathered in one of the lesser used conference rooms of the precinct and all of them were smiling and laughing while Carlos was just… confused.
“Happy birthday baby!” TK said, walking over to him and kissing him. He pulled a set of keys from his pocket and undid the handcuffs and rubbed the skin where the metal had been. “You didn’t have to put them on so tightly, Lexi.”
“I had to make it look good, didn’t I?”
“You had me arrested?” Carlos asked, finally starting to put two and two together. “You set this whole thing up?”
“I told them to go easy on you.” TK told him. “But do you know how hard it is to pick a date for a party that works for everyone when most of the guests are first responders? This is the closest we got to everyone being free and available and able to get together.”
He looked around the room, slowly taking it all in.
The whole of the 126 crew was there, though all of them in uniform so he suspected they were on call, most of his coworkers, Grace with Charlie on her hip, his parents and Luisa, and even his captain.
“Happy birthday, Carlos. Your husband put a lot of work into making this a birthday to remember for you.” He said and Carlos just nodded.
One by one his friends and family came over to him to wish him a happy birthday and slowly he started to relax and actually enjoy his party.
“Happy birthday. Blame your husband for the show, it was his idea.” Lexi told him when it was her turn. “I promise we won’t put the arrest on your record… but we might just save the mugshot.”
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Oh, one PL fan who gave me the excuse to info dump, let me share my vision for a Descole-Janet spinoff game/story.
(Spoilers for Azran Legacy below)
The story would take place roughly after Unwound Future. Maybe even during NWOS. Descole has sort of remade himself into a Robin Hood-esque anti-hero targeting people illegally selling or collecting ancient artifacts, some of whom are even dangerous. One day, he hears about the stories' McGuffin is going to go on display as part of a massive event being hosted by some rich bastard. This guy isn't too important to the story past this, but for now let's just call him 'Strater V. Illian.'
Cue Janet. After the events of Diva she's continued her career as a famous singer and was invited by Mr. Illian at the event in question. But in the middle of the performance, the McGuffin is stolen.
But not by Descole.
It turns out, a third party had their eye on the McGuffin and swooped in before Desole had the chance. I sadly don't have a brilliant name or design for them, but they're basically the most over exagerated phantom thief you could imagine. He doesn't even know what the McGuffin's significance is; just that stealing it will give them fame and fortune.
Both Descole and Janice chase after them, but only manage to each get a part of the artifact while the thief makes off with the third. And here in lies how Des and Janice are forced to work together. See, the McGuffin is actually part of a three piece set: two act as a pair of magical (or sufficiently advanced scientific) handcuffs and the last is the key. And guess which part the thief got away with~~~
Yeah, I went the whole 'handcuffed together' plot, but there was no other way I could think of that would get Janice to work with Descole. She would have the cops on his ass if she so much as caught him working in the local Tesco. So, handcuff plot.
It is, thankfully, more forgiving than most. They work out that the 'cuffs' have a pretty long 'chain' of about two miles, so they don't need to be glued to the hip all the time. Because I'm a very nice, forgiving person.
Hah. No, I'm a bastard. The two miles gives them both some false hope, but it quickly turns out to be much tougher to navigate through than if they were actually handcuffed. Yes, they can work apart, but they still need to coordinate where they're going and what they're looking for to avoid accidents which requires much more foresight in my opinion. If they get too far, they start yanking each other around, and for a pair of globe trotters who treat the planet itself like their own backyard that leads to a lot of problems.
They also work out that they can't go the cops even if Des didn't have a criminal record. If they did, their pieces would likely be locked away never to see the light again, and there was no chance of the key being used to free them. Plus, I'm tempted to add a fourth group who are also after the McGuffin. (I'm a little tempted to make it a Targent holdover group led by Bloom, but I don't know what his final fate was beyond getting arrested.)
So, they work together, desperately trying to catch up to the Phantom Thief, mostly trying to work out his targets and elaborate plans in order to head him off and get the key back. Sometimes even keeping him alive when the Targent wannabes get a little trigger happy.
But the real adventure is watching the two not kill themselves. Janice has every right in the world to be mad at Des, and Descole is very Regretscole but makes no effort to ask for forgiveness. So for the first few chapters Janice would investigate by herself while Descole did the same in disguies. Leading to some rather hilarious bits.
But, Janice does eventually learn about Descole, his motivations, his past, his relation to her old professor. And both of his sacrifices back at the Azran Temple. She still doesn't forgive him for ED but it's a very sobering moment to realize that the person you once considered 'soulless' has more soul than most decent people you know.
(And when she learns more about Targent and what happened to Des' family. Suddenly realizing that the man who put you and others through a Squid Game and went on a temper tantrum with a giant mecha was actually the lesser evil you could've dealt with must be terrifying.)
Descole, for his part, gets a pretty fair share of grief from Janice, but having her along actually helps him put his actions into perspective. He's just running from himself and his past at this point. He was already under a mental strain prior to story, but Janice is a physical representation of his actions come back to haunt him. It's slow and under slight duress at first (her confronting him over small things that triggered him and make him act off), but he does trusting her as his assistant. When they start working together for real, he even decides to go out under his true identity.
It doesn't start so well, but it's something.
I will cap off by admitting that I don't think this story would end with the two becoming friends, and Layton would not be making an appearance aside from passing comments. I just think there's too much bad blood between Janice and Descole for the two to develop a good friendship at this point, but mutual respect is attainable. As for Layton, he'd steal the spotlight too easily, and as much as I want to see the Bronev bros reconcile, Des needs to get his shit together first.
That's pretty much all I've got for this idea. Anyone is free to make suggestions.
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60 Years of Doctor Who Anniversary Marathon - T. Baker 1st Review
Disney Time - Behind the Scenes
So for the Third Doctor we looked at trailers and promos for the show itself, well for the Fourth Doctor we’re looking at promotional material and advertisements for things that aren’t related to the show.
See Doctor Who is so popular that the series has been used to advertise various products, charities, PSAs, both for the UK and other countries, and even promote other IPs.
Which leads us to Disney Time.
Disney Time was an annual special that ran in the UK from 1961 to 1998. And it was literally just one giant advert for Disney each and every year. It would show clips from it’s newly released or up coming movies, including recent re-releases and shorts, and promote it’s other tv shows.
Each year the segment was hosted by a celebrity who would provide linking segments and explain the context of the clips being shown. And in 1975 that celebrity was Doctor Who.
Not just Tom Baker, who played the Doctor, but the actual character of the Doctor, running around the theater proclaiming how great Disney is, how much he loves classic Disney characters like Donald Duck, and horribly mispronouncing Mowgli’s name.
The in universe explanation being that the Doctor is on vacation. Having just dropped off Harry and Sarah Jane back home at the end of Revenge of the Cybermen, he enjoys his holiday by going to the movies. At the end of his day off he gets a message from the Brigadier which is supposed to lead directly into Terror of the Zygons. So yeah, this is meant to be canon to the show.
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The segment has never officially been released due to copyright, but mega fans with home recorders have kindly posted Tom Baker’s clips to youtube.
In order to watch the show as intended, I pulled up the missing clips off of Disney Plus and kept the Doctor Who linking clips up in another tab; switching between the two when needed.
To re-create the experience yourself, this is the line up.
To start everything off, you have
“The Sorcerer’s Apprentice” from Fantasia
The Doctor’s 1st clip
The Clock-cleaners (the short was edited down for the episode, but I don’t know where the cuts were made, so I just watched the entire short)
2nd Doctor clip
“Blackbeard drives a car and says fuck the police” from BlackBeard’s Ghost (the clip starts with Dean Jones and Blackbeard driving in the car and ends with Dean Jones getting handcuffed)
3rd Doctor Who clip
"Trust in Me" from The Jungle Book (clip starts with Kaa singing, and ends Kaa being pushed out of the tree by Mowgli. just end when the segment fades to black)
Back to the Doctor; 4th clip
“The hippopotamus segment” from The African Lion
5th intro by the Doctor
“Theodore and Amos try to rob the bank” from The Apple Dumpling Gang (the segment starts with Theodore telling Amos his plan for using a rope to haul himself to the roof, it ends at the next scene with the Sheriff finding the two thieves tied up together in front of the vault. cut the scene before the trial starts)
6th clip for the Doctor
"The Beautiful Briny" from Bedknobs and Broomsticks (start with them meeting Mr. Cod and end as soon as they accept the trophy)
Another Doctor segment, the 7th clip
“A cougar attacks a child” from Return of the Big Cat (This TV movie is on youtube not Disney+; and clips were actually shown out of order for the episode. first clip time stamp 41:52 to 43:53, and the second clip time stamp is 37:30 to 39:27)
7th Doctor Who clip
“The puppets dancing” from Escape to Witch Mountain (the scene starts with the kids being stuck inside while it rains. they make the puppets come to life, the villains watch them from a hidden camera, next scene the children discuss running away)
8th Doctor who clip
“He’s a Tramp” from Lady and the Tramp (scene kicks off with Lady being brought into the pound, ends with the song ending)
Final Doctor Who clip
Of course it’s Disney and Doctor Who, two my favorite things combined so I love it. THe best bits were the songs, but even the segments from ‘lesser’ films proved to be at least interesting given their context.
The Apple Dumpling and Escape to Witch Mountain were the big theatrical releases at the time, hence their inclusion.
BlackBeard’s Ghost, The African Lion, and Jungle Book were all getting planned releases that following year, and indeed the theater where this was filmed was playing Lady and the Tramp at the time. Which is why the episode ended on that segment in particular.
But most interesting of all was the Return of the Big Cat segment. A movie that I didn’t even knew existed until this marathon.
It’s not a theatrical release, but rather a made for tv movie that was created for Disney’s anthology show The Wonderful World of Color.
Disney made original tv movies from time to time for his anthology and they’re basically the prototype for the Disney Channel Original Movies that I grew up on. With about the same level of quality too.
With new Doctor Who coming to Disney Plus soon, this was a fun look in that I wouldn’t mind revisiting again. Especially since I know where the clips actually begin and end. It took a while to figure that part out.
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Parings: Amber Freeman x Fem!reader
Words: 487
Type: Angst
You and your girlfriend Amber had just come back to her house after a great date. As you were snuggled up together and watching a scary movie, Amber's phone suddenly rang. She answered it quickly and went to another room to take the call, leaving you alone in the living room.
While she was on the phone, you walked around the room and noticed a glint of something shiny under Amber's bed. Upon closer inspection, you found a bloody knife and a ghostface mask and suit.
As you were processing what you had just found, Amber returned to the room, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please don't freak out, but we need to leave right now," she said urgently, grabbing your hand.
Before you could ask any questions, you heard a banging on the door, followed by muffled voices outside. Amber looked terrified, and you realized that something serious and dangerous was going on.
Suddenly, you heard a loud crash as the door was kicked open. Several figures dressed in black stormed into the house, brandishing weapons and yelling orders. You and Amber were both promptly handcuffed and escorted out of the house.
As you watched from the back of the squad car, you saw the police officers search the house and emerge with several bags of evidence. Something horrible had happened in that house, and you could only hope that Amber was not involved.
Days went by and you didn't hear from Amber. You tried calling her, but all you got was a recorded message. You reached out to her friends and family, but nobody seemed to know where she was.
Finally, a week later, you received a call from the police. They had arrested Amber, along with several of her close friends, in connection to a gruesome string of serial killings. The police had received an anonymous tip, which had led them to Amber's house, and as it turned out, the ghostface mask and suit did not belong to Amber at all.
You were left reeling, wondering how your sweet, loving girlfriend could have been involved in something so sinister. And as for the real killer - they were still out there, lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike again.
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For some reason, you had agreed to let him sit in the passenger seat, given that he had so graciously decided to come quietly. He was handcuffed, he was weakened by the beating, you figured you could offer the great Edward Nygma at least a semi-decent send-off before dropping him at the doors of Arkham and leaving him there to, hopefully, rot.
“It’s kinda hot watching you drive.”
“I’ll put the AC on then.”
Flicking the switch, you blasted cold air into his face, and he struggled to shift the vents with his cuffed wrists.
“You know what I meant!”
“And I chose to ignore it.”
He sighed and thumped his body back, wincing in pain at the bruise that was no doubt steadily forming from you landing onto him with your elbow.
“You’ve been chasing me down for so long, and this is the farewell you’re going to give me.”
“You’re lucky you’re getting one at all!”
“Oh come on! You have to admit, there’s a bit of you that finds me intriguing, maybe even likes me?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Really? You know I’m a genius, right?”
“Ok…I suppose maybe you annoy me so much that it’s almost gone full circle.”
“I knew it!”
“Almost! Almost…”
He was shaking his head, leaning his forehead against the window. Speaking wistfully, though you knew he was directly trying to appeal to your weaker side.
“Oh well…I guess that’s it then. Seems almost a shame that I’ll be going into solitary without much more of a send-off.”
“What more could you want?”
He turned, leaning into you.
“I’m glad you asked.”
With a wink, his eye brows raising as he smirked at you, you turned, forcing out a disgusted groan, but feeling your heartbeat quicken at the suggestive tone of his words.
“I can’t believe no one has killed you yet, Nygma.”
“I can’t believe a lot of things haven’t happened yet, but here we are. Which…here we are…”
“Yes…what?”
You turned briefly to see his grin, turning back away from him quickly, trying to hide your cheeks which were suddenly blushing.
“Here we are…making record time. No one would know if we were to just pull over onto the side of the road. The road which is always empty. In a car with tinted windows.”
“I’m not uncuffing you.”
“That’s not a no though.”
“No…but what good would you be without your hands.”
“Is that a challenge?”
You laughed, more scoffing at his words, but his hands, stuck together still, were grazing your thigh, nimble fingers teasing at the fabric of your trousers, ghosting over your knee and making their way up, teasing you by stopping short at the top of your thigh. He sat back in his seat abruptly, leaving you speechless, face bright red, stomach in knots, sweat beading on your forehead.
“I mean, I could definitely do a lot more with my hands free, but I’m even better with my mouth.”
You signalled to pull over, sighing as he giggled, self-satisfied grin stuck permanently to his face.
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