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Secretary (Javier Peña x Reader)

summary: You graduated from university with dreams of becoming a DEA agent. One year before your graduation, a class trip took you to Colombia, where you met Javier Peña. The two of you quickly bonded over the six months you spent together, but after you left, he grew distant. When you return as a freshly minted DEA agent, you discover that you have not been hired as a DEA agent, but as a secretary.

words: 5.2k

this ff takes place in the late 1980s! (but you still can chat with him? yeah, doesn't make sense)

trigger warnings: 18+, MINORS DNI, age gap(reader in her 20s, Javier in his late 30s), explict language, mentioning of s3x in public, fluff, violence, smoking, being catcalled and harrased by a man, a little bit of angst (?), spoilers of narcos season 1 (?), one mention of y/n

a/n: sorry for taking a while for writing a new ff, but i thank you for over 500 likes on bad guy and also thank you so much for over 108 followers<3 this really keeps me motivated to write.

I also apologize if I mess up the plot of narcos and don't get everything right like it is in the series. English is not my first language and I'm not finished with the series yet. I just finished season 2 episode 3, and lord have mercy with this sex scene of pedro.

But please don't spoiler me in the comments what happens next in the series, thanks<3

And I guess I'll be making a little series out of this, when my creativity is working, what do you think?

i wish you a fun time reading:)

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You are finally getting your mark on your uniform from your teacher. You stand there with a proud smile, looking into the crowd and seeing your parents.

You finally graduated from university to be a DEA agent.

Since you were a kid, your dream was always being a DEA agent, just like your dad. Your dad was stationed in Colombia, that’s why you didn’t see him that much, but when you came visiting him or he came home to Miami, he told you about his stories. He told you how he chased drug traffickers, went on missions and all the other stuff. As a kid, it just amazed you.

That’s why you began to train early for being an DEA agent. Since you were 5, you started solving riddles, like: ‘who stole grandma’s cat?’ and so on. When you got older, you loved solving murder, drug cases or already solved cases from your dad, which you had to solve again.

And it was pretty fun… and to be honest, you were god damn good.

That’s why after you finished high school with 19 years, you went to a DEA university. You were lying, if you're saying it wasn’t pretty hard… sometimes, when you were on your lowest, you even thought about quitting. But even if it was difficult, you didn’t want to throw away your dream, so, you kept going.

One year before your graduation, you went to Colombia with your class. You stayed there 6 months and of course your lessons continued there.

You visited the station where your dad was working and that was also the time where the hunt of Pablo Escobar started. And also, the time… well, where you met Javier Peña.

Every Sunday, you and your class were allowed to go to the station and were shown around, got told some stories and some tips how life works as a DEA agent. It was pretty interesting…

and who really made it interesting was Javi.

You and Javier got pretty close for the whole six months. You got friends… well maybe a little more than that…

Of course, you also met his partner Steve Murphy and you got along also, but just as friends.

You didn’t remember exactly how everything with Javier started, but in the first weeks you were going to the station, you and Javi always talked and you two just got along well. Sometimes he would steal you from the rest of the group to show you some more private folders, because he knew how interested you were in all of this… and also, to make out with you.

But expect of how good he kisses… or fucks.

He was there when you needed him.

Unfortunately, in the last month, your dad got injured when he was on a mission with Javier and Steve. Your dad got shot bad in a shooting and when you got the news, Javi was there to comfort you. Luckily, your dad did survive, but he was left incapable of working ever again.

Also, you didn’t ever know, what you and Javier really are. You know, he slept with a lot of women, mostly to gain information for work, but he also stopped sleeping with other women, for the whole six months when he was with you,

well, that’s what Steve told you.

But he never actually asked you if you would be his girlfriend or something… but neither did you.

One time when he showed your class around, the topic was the balance between work and personal life. He told everyone that he personally doesn’t do ‘relationships’ because of work and he isn’t interested in it, he finds it more exciting to get to know many women. And that’s what probably kept you from asking him because you were scared to get rejected.

Of course, you fell in love with him, but you thought he didn’t.

Also, your dad doesn’t know anything about what you and Javier had… and if he would have found out, he would probably fire Javier. Since his incident he was very protective over you and worried about you getting a DEA agent like him.

But nothing got in your way again, even if you were really not feeling great because Javi and you barley had contact after you left.

You kept going.

And now you're finally standing on the stage, proud with your mark on your uniform and even graduated as the class best.

At the evening you begin packing your suitcase for the flight to Colombia. You planned since the beginning of your studies, to go back to Colombia and work at the same station your dad did. You feel excited of the thought that your dream is finally going true. Also… how will it be meeting Javi again?

You sigh at the thought and suddenly your phone vibrates. You grab it and look on the display.

Javi

‘heard you graduated, congratulations, hermosa.

Your heart skips as he writes you that and you don’t notice how red your cheeks get. He didn’t write you often, nearly never, but when he did, he continued calling you hermosa, cariño,… and all the other names he had for you.

you

thanks, agent. maybe I’ll be your boss soon.

Javi

you wish. your dad told me to pick you up at the airport tomorrow.

You start to get a nervous feeling in your chest, but also can’t help to smile.

you

okay, looking forward for tomorrow then, agent.

Javi

see you tomorrow, cariño.

You throw your phone on your bed and lay down next to it. You can’t keep down your butterflies in your stomach. The thought of seeing him again after one year has you smiling, but also getting you even more nervous.

What should I say when he picks me up?

Should you hug him? What if he kisses me?!

God, I really need to know what to talk about, I hate awkward silence.

You think and start panicking. You groan in frustration into your pillow. You grab after your phone and scroll through your chats with Javi.

Your smile fades as you see your calls he didn’t pick up, how he responded to some messages from you after literally one month. Sometimes he didn’t even respond. You know, he has really much work to do and doesn’t have it easy… but seeing how he barley contacted you, makes you feel disappointed… you really thought he would like you back…

Maybe I have to high expectations, you think.

Maybe he doesn’t care so much about that, but you do. You gave him your trust in so many ways…

And with that thought, you get up with a sigh and look frustrated at your closet. You watch at some of your bikinis. “yeah, I think I’m going to take this one”, you mumble to yourself with a smirk, taking the string bikini in his favourite colour.

…

You walk towards the exit with your two suitcases and back bag. As you step out of the airport, you take in the warm, tropical breezes. You feel the air brushing across your skin and hair. The sun’s rays are warm and comforting as they peek through the clouds. You take a deep breath and close your eyes, taking a moment for yourself that you’re finally reaching your dream.

“bienvenido a casa, hermosa.”, you hear a very familiar voice saying and you wince.

“goddammit- you scared the shit out of me”, you say out of breath and then take a moment to look at him. He’s leaned against the car, with a cigarette between his fingers. Your feelings are going insane again. He’s still the same, just like when you left. But… he got a little more muscular.

“really? that’s how you act when we see each other after this long time?”, he chuckles and raises an eyebrow.

“shut up”, you mumble as you roll your eyes and walk towards him. You don’t think about it and just wrap your hands around his neck and pull him into a hug. You hug him tightly and you don’t know why, but your eyes start to get wet. Smelling his scent again of cigarettes, leather and musk… it’s addicting.

As you feel how he pulls you closer by wrapping his hands around your waist, your heart skips.

“missed me?”, he whispers and you sense his smirk. “maybe.”, you answer and even if you don’t want to, you end the hug and go some steps back to take your suitcases.

As you feel a wet drop rolling down your cheek, you immediately wipe the tear away and pull yourself together to give him a happy smile. “would you mind helping me with these?”, you point out your baggage.

Javi chuckles as he takes the last drag out of his cigarette until he throws it away and takes two of your suitcases, putting it into the trunk. “god woman-, how many clothes have you in these?”, he gasps and closes it.

“‘need something to dress, you know”, you chuckle and roll your eyes while going into the car. You expected him to say something like: “around me you won’t have to wear many clothes”, but… obviously he holds himself back.

You take a seat next to him and he starts the engine, drinking away from the parking lot. You roll down the window to let the warm breeze of Colombia fly against you. As you were driving through the city, you couldn’t help but just stare out of the window. “feels good to be here again”, you mumble and notice how much you missed this.

You expected him to say something like: “feels good to have you near me again”, but no… nothing.

After a while you finally hear his voice again. “class’s best huh?”, he chuckles and you roll your eyes. “yeah. my dad told you?, you ask and see him nod. “yeah”

“How’s the situation with Pablo? I watched the news, but they don’t tell much and you never know if they’re telling real shit.”, you ask while looking at all the buildings. You see kids play soccer outside and smile. “He’s a fucking pain in the ass, that’s what I can tell you”, Javier mumbles while concentrating on the road.

“You know, we’ll be working together now, you can tell me?”, you point out and raise your eyebrows.

“Let me say, the situation got worse. It’s true that he killed all these people by blowing up an airplane”, he answers and you gulp when you hear that. “There’s a fuckin’ war right in Colombia.”, he adds.

You see that he’s tense because of this topic. As you take a closer look at his face, you also notice he didn’t get proper sleep for like a whole month. “And… you’re fine?”, you mumble concerned.

“I’m fine, hermosa. Nothing to worry about.”, he answers and drives in the streets of Medellin. You remember now where you are. You see the streets you and your class walked down. You also remember that you will soon drive past an ice cream truck… and memories pop up in your mind.

…

Javier kidnapped you from a trip with your class through the streets of Medellin, again. You were walking down the road, he was right behind you and constantly staring at your ass, because you wore a shorts.

How couldn’t you? It was like 40 degrees in the middle of the day.

A heat wave was surrounding you and the sun was shining right into your face. “you’re not very unobtrusive when it comes to staring, you know.”, you smirk and take a quick look behind you.

“maybe I don’t want to be unobtrusive…”, he says while taking a drag from his cigarette. You roll your eyes at him. You just continue walking and hear a chuckle behind you as you rolled your eyes.

As you keep walking, you spot an ice cream truck. “You know, I really need to cool down now.”, you say and with that you just cross the street, walking towards the ice cream truck. “ice cream, really?”, you hear Javi saying behind you. “You want one too?”, you ask but he shakes his head to no in response.

“Hola señor, me gustaría una cucharada de vainilla y fresa en la oblea, por favor.”, you order in Spanish. You smile proud as the man in the truck understands you and gives you a smile. “Impressing.”, you hear Javier whispering right behind you what makes you laugh. Your Spanish wasn’t actually that bad, when you came to Colombia as a kid to visit your dad, you heard this language all around you. And in school you also had some Spanish lessons.

The man hands you over the ice cream and you hand him the money instead. “Gracias”, you say with a kind smile and then go on the crosswalk again. You and Peña walked to a shady spot, to give you two a break from the burning sun.

You start licking your ice cream from the bottom to the top. And, he was watching you.

He sees how you take long stripes of the ice cream, sometimes licking just the tip. Because of the hot Colombian sun, the ice cream begins to melt quickly.

Drops of ice cream land on your hot, light sweated neck, your thighs and your chin. Then, also on your tank top. “Fuck…,” you mumble and don’t notice how hard you’re making it for Javier. You take your finger, wipe the ice cream away and lick it off your finger.

“goddammit, y/n.”, you hear him cuss quietly, you look at him and notice the bulge on his jeans. “Ops.”, you say innocently and chuckle. You just continue licking your ice cream while looking directly into his eyes. You love teasing him… and always know where it leads you too.

It doesn’t take long to Javier grab your arm and drag you into a small alley. You let your ice cream fall, because of him. “Javi! My ice cream!”, you say literally heart broken like a kid and pout.

Suddenly you feel his tongue licking up the ice cream, which landed on your neck. “Javi, what are you-“, he cuts you off by smashing his lips onto yours. His tongue slips into your mouth, tasting the flavour of your ice cream.

Some minutes later, you find yourself being fucked from behind and pressed against the cold wall.

…

You don’t notice you’re pressing your tights together, but he does. “How about we get some ice cream? I really want to have ice cream now”, you ask with a slight smile on your face. You wanted to see if he remembered, if his body still responses to the memories of you.

And… it does.

He hesitates and wants to disagree. “Please...”, you beg and you know one thing, he can’t resist your begging… well, not for a long time.

You hear him let out a loud sigh, before whispering a quiet: “okay”.

Yup, still works, you think.

He pulls over and parks right next to the ice cream truck. And it’s really the same as one year ago.

You get out of the car and order yourself an ice cream, you feel him looking at you while you’re waiting. After you finally got your ice cream, you come back in the car and buckle up. You took the same flavours as last time. You take a long stripe of the ice cream and let out a soft satisfying moan.

God, how you missed this.

You hear Javier starting the engine quite impulsive and you can’t help but chuckle.

“So, where we’re going?”, you ask while licking your ice cream. “I’ll let you out at your dads old apartment. You can get yourself comfortable there and unpack your suitcases until I pick you up to drive to the station.”, he says tense but focussed on the road. You let out a cute short “okay” and just continued looking out of the window.

After thirty minutes, you arrive at the building where your dad’s old apartment was. You get out of the car and Javier opens the trunk, taking out your suitcases. As you wanted to take the suitcases, Javier has them already in his grip and getting them up the stairs.

“such a gentleman”, you tease and he opens the door of your building. “just get your ass up these stairs”, he says while rolling his eyes and you laugh.

As you two walked up some stairs, you finally arrived at your apartment. He gets out the keys your dad left for you and locks up the door. You walk through the door and immediately look around while Javier is getting your baggage inside. “It’s cute”, you say and walk to the front door, where he’s standing.

“There you go, cariño.”, he hands you over the keys, “‘gonna pick you up at 4, okay?”, you nod in response. “Thanks”, you say to him with a smile before he closes the door and you see him driving away.

You sigh and everything still feels pretty unrealistic. You go on your small balcony, feeling the hot sun burning in your skin. “I’m back, Colombia.”

You started unpacking your suitcase and made yourself comfortable. You took a shower, put a little make up on to cover the rings under your eyes and got yourself a dress. You’re wearing a white tank top with a shorts, since it’s still very hot outside. “I really need to go grocery shopping...”, you mumble when you’re looking in the empty fridge. You grab an apple out your bag pack and take a bite.

You look at the clock and it’s already 4 o’clock. You grab your cardigan, in case it gets colder in the evening and walk down the stairs, going out on the street and looking around for Javier. It doesn’t take long until you see a black Jeep Cherokee driving down the street.

Yeah, that’s him.

He pulls over and is leaned out of the window with a cigarette in his fingers. He’s wearing the same as in the morning, but now with yellow toned sunglasses.

God, he looks fucking hot.

“Ready?”, he asks while taking a drag of his cigarette. “always”, you reply with a smirk and get in the car. As he starts driving, you feel the excitement building up in you. The thought of you finally working and getting your place in a DEA station, makes your heart jump from happinesses. You worked your whole life for this.

You don’t live far away from the station and as Javier was parking, you saw Steve waiting outside. A big smile comes across your face. You two get out of the car and we’re walking towards the entrance.

“Hello, newbie”, Steve chuckles as he pulls you into a hug. “Shut up”, you roll your eyes and hug him back. “good to see you again”, he says as he lets go of you and you give him a smile. “good to see you too”, you reply and suddenly the door opens and Colonel Carrillo comes out.

You’ve seen him not often, just sometimes when your dad talked with him. “Buenos días, señorita Álvarez”, he says and offers his hand for a handshake. You give him a smile. “Colonel Carrillo.”, you nod and shake his hand, as Javi and Steve greet him too. ”also congratulations for graduating”, he says kind but with a stern face. “Follow me”, he says and walks into the station with you three following.

You squeak quietly because of excitement and your heart beats out of your chest. You walk through the hallway, and already seeing the office of the DEA agent, but instead of walking further, Carrillo opens the door to the secretary’s office.

“There you go”, he says and you just stand there confused. But not only you’re confused, you also feel Javier and Steve’s confusing look. “Um… that’s the secretary’s office”, you mumble and Carrillo nods. “Yeah.”, he says confidently. “I’m a DEA agent, sir.”, you point out, still completely confused.

“Oh, your father didn’t told you yet?”, you shake your head to no. “Your dad wanted you to watch first, to get some feeling for the job before working completely as a DEA agent. Also, the case with Pablo Escobar is kind of heavy.”, Carrillo continues explaining and you can’t believe what you’re hearing.

“What.”, you gasp slightly and feeling complete anger flowing through your whole body.

“‘being your boss soon’, huh?”, you hear Javi quoting your message with a chuckle. You find that anything but funny. “Shut the fuck up.”, you growl to him, and then force a smile to Carrillo.

“If you would excuse me for a minute, sir.”, you mumble tensely and get out of the office, walking out of the station and calling your dad. Murphy and Peña follow you outside, watching you walk up and down while holding your cellphone to your ear.

“poor girl.”, Steve sighs while leaning against the wall. “guess daddy is pretty scared for her”, he adds and Javi sighs while lighting up a cigarette, handing the lighter to Steve. “I mean, she isn’t bad… I think she would be a good help for us.”, Javi says while taking a drag of his cigarette while they watch you literally yell into your cellphone.

“Dad what the actual fuck?! You know how hard I worked for becoming an agent, and now you’re hiring me as the fucking secretary?”, you yell upset. “You’re not even working as the Colonel with Carrillo anymore, how can you still decide something like that!?”

“I wouldn’t want to get into an argument with her, that’s clear..”, Steve mumbles as he’s taking a drag of his cigarette too and looks over to Javi, who’s just watching you.

“You’re planning to fuck with her again?”, he asks and laughs slightly. “Shut up, Murphy”, Javi mumbles. “No I mean seriously… I know you like her, man”, Steve says while you’re still yelling into your phone, shortly before throwing it on the street.

“‘dunno… I didn’t reply to her calls, or texts often after she left…”, Javi sighs.

“Wow.”, Steve gasps as he finishes smoking. “You really are an asshole”, Steve points out and claps on his shoulder.

“but seriously, she likes you, Peña. Make it up to her ”, he says seriously while you’re on the edge to destroy your phone. “You really need a woman in your life, man”.

“Dad, I’m fucking 26! I can take care of myself”, they hear and see you scream.

Javi starts thinking about Steve words and finishes his cigarette too.

“she’s not gonna throw her phone, is she?”, Steve asks while raising his eyebrows as he keeps watching you how literally go rage. “If you think that, you don’t know her enough”, Javi just answers and one second later, you hang up and throw your cellphone directly throw it on the ground.

Steve just stays there in shock. “Told you”, Javi chuckles. As Steve sees how you walk towards them, he immediately makes his way into the station again. “‘need to do some paperwork”, he excuses and Javi rolls his eyes at him.

You take a deep breath and walk to Javi. “Well unfortunately my dad thinks I’m incapable of taking care and defending myself, even if I trained my whole fucking life for this.”, you complain and run your hand through your hair.

“'guess being class best and graduating after such a long time, isn’t enough.��, you sigh and try to calm down. Javi just keeps looking at you.

“I’ll talk to him”, he suddenly says and you look at him. “what? with my dad? that won’t help”, you scoff. “No, I mean with Colonel Carrillo. "I have a good rapport with him.”, he tells you and puts his hand into his pockets.

“If it doesn’t help, you can come over to us in secret, going through some folders and stuff”, he suggests and you nod slowly. “yeah…”, you just sigh. “thanks.. “, you add, turn around and take your phone with a pretty broken display from the ground.

“Would you mind driving me to the grocery store? I don’t have my car yet”, you ask after some minutes of silence. He takes a look at his watch. “Well, I have thirty minutes until my shift begins, if you do it quick, then I can drive y-”, he replies while still leaning against the wall. “good, thanks.”, you cut him off and make your way to his car.

…

You're leaned on the card and walk through the market. Your cart is already half full and you’re soon finished. Javi was walking behind you and the whole time his eyes were fixed on your ass, you could feel it.

And that’s why you couldn’t stop smirking. “Stop smirking so much, you’ll get wrinkles”, he chuckles and you make your way towards the checkout. “says the man who’s soon in his 40s”, you tease him back and he laughs.

How much you love his laugh…

When you walk to his car with him carrying your two full grocery bags, he takes a look at his watch again and you hear him cuss in Spanish. “I’m already ten minutes late..”, Javier hisses.

“Oh, I’ll walk the rest. My apartment is not far from here and I have to get my cellphone repaired anyway.”, you say, wanting to take the bags from his hands. “I won’t let you walk home alone on these streets, especially if it’s getting dark.”, he says serious, not handing you over the bags. “I can defend myself, it’s fine. Go to work”, you mumble more seriously and grab your bags, ripping them out of his grip.

“When something happens to you-“, you cut him off. “Go to work”, you shout and make your way on the other side of the street.

You hear him cuss in Spanish behind you and just chuckle. You changed in many ways after one year, but one thing always stayed the same.

Your obstinacy, confidence and trust in your skills.

“maybe if you hadn’t been busy with staring at my ass, you would’ve checked the time earlier.”, you shout with a cheeky smile to him as he goes into his car. You chuckle and hear him drive away.

You know when the whole case about Pablo Escobar wasn’t so serious, you know he would’ve driven you home, but unfortunately it was.

It was getting dark and you made your way to a electronic shop. After you talked with the man behind the counter, he told you, you can pick up your phone tomorrow.

When you got out of the store, it was dark outside and got kinda cold. You wanted to put on your cardigan, but notice that you forgot it in Javier’s car. “fuck..”, you mumble and continue walking with your grocery bags.

A group of men were walking next to you on the other side of the street, beginning to catcall you. You start to feel uncomfortable and walk a little quicker, ignoring them. They were continuing catcalling you, and being a woman, alone on a street while it’s fucking dark, is kind of scary.

But that’s life as a woman, I guess…, you think

But you pull yourself together and remind yourself of your confidence, knowing you would knock the fuck out of them. You were five minutes away from your apartment, but suddenly one of the men decided to switch sidewalks and walk to you.

“Buenas noches, hermosa. ¿Buscas alojamiento?”, he asks while walking next to you.

Someone else calling you hermosa, who’s not Javier, gives you the shivers.

Your Spanish wasn’t perfect, but you think he asked you if you have a place to sleep tonight or something.

You continued ignoring him, and he continues speaking to you, but now you didn’t understand shit… and to be honest, you didn’t want to understand it.

You could sense and smell he’s drunk. “Vete a la mierda”, you tell him to fuck off.

Suddenly he grabs your arm, and that was it. You let fall your grocery bags, grab his hand and kick him right into his balls. He couldn’t react fast enough because of the alcohol, so you also kicked him with your knee right into his face.

You hear a car coming nearer, but ignore it. As the guy lies on the ground, you punch him right in his face. You hear his mates being shocked. “You want too? Come here then!”, you shout challenging, but they didn’t thought twice and ran away.

You just scoff as you see them walking away and bending down to grab to pick up your groceries.

Suddenly, you feel a hand on your back. “Cariño, are you o-“, before your brain can process and recognise that it’s Javier’s voice, you punch him directly into his face. You hear him groan in pain and as you look up, you see his car. “Omg- I’m so sorry-“, you panic and take his hand into your face, looking at his bleeding nose. You take out a tissue of your shorts and hold it against his nose.

“I thought it was someone of these men-“, he cuts you off and takes the tissue himself. “You got a hell of a punch, you know that”, he says while holding the tissue at his nose.

A part of your brain starts thinking, he deserves it. For ignoring you for so long. You start to form s slight smirk on your lips, but then throw the thought away.

“What a secretary I am, huh?”, you chuckle and pick up your groceries. He stuffed the tissue into his nose and then helps you, getting all your groceries together and then lifting up your grocery bags.

“Don’t you have to work?”, you ask him confused because it was just 20 minutes ago when he left. “‘told Carrillo I forgot a folder at home, I can’t let a beautiful woman like you, walk home alone.”, he says while going to his car. “but I have to say, you handled the situation pretty well, he’s completely knocked out.”, he smirks and gets the grocery bags in his car.

As he called you beautiful, you blush slightly and take a seat in his car. “‘didn’t train for nothing, you know”, you giggle while he starts the engine and drives you home.

As you arrive after literally 2 minutes, you take your cardigan and get out of the car. “thank you for still looking for me”, you mumble and put the cardigan on.

“no problem… but I kind of deserved this punch, didn’t I?”, he sighs while you take your grocery bags.

Now you can’t hide your dirty smirk anymore.

“Yeah, you kind of did”, you answer and close his car door.

“‘wish you a good shift then, be careful”, you give him a smile and then walk to the building, getting out your keys. “see you tomorrow, hermosa”, he calls after you and as you walk through the door, you hear him drive off.

...

The next morning you finally got your car and could drive alone. Even if you enjoyed Javier’s as your driver. You get to the DEA station and walk to your office…

You see a sign with your name on your desk, and under it is written: secretary.

Yup, still hate that, you think and let out a loud sigh.

You take a seat on your chair and lean back. After a while some woman comes in and gives you some paperwork, and also a folder that you can catch up with everything. Even if the thought, that you normally could work in the DEA office to take down some of Pablo’s guys, makes you angry, you need to live with it for a while now. And then, you get started…

After some hours you hear a knock on your door. “Come in”, you say loud and as you look up who it is, you roll your eyes. “Agent Peña”, you call him while having the folder in the hand.

“‘The previous secretary was fired because being caught flirting, kissing and sleeping with one of the agents’”, you read out loud and then look up at him. “And who might that be huh?”, you ask serious while raising an eyebrow at him, knowing exactly who it probably was.

“Even if you won’t believe me now, it wasn’t me”, he answers and places a coffee on your desk. You raise your eyebrows at him. And he was right, you didn’t believe him.

But, why should you care? You’re not together or anything… but the thought of him fucking another women, makes you jealous… and kinda sad.

“you’re fucking all your secretaries now, Agent Peña?”, you ask cheeky while being leaned back in your chair. He just chuckles while shaking his head and places his hands on your desk, leaning against it.

“No, just you.”, he answers and you choke on your coffee because you took a sip.

“We’re definitely not fucking and I’m not your secretary.”, you say serious to make a point.

He takes a cigarette from his ear into his fingers and puts it between his lips, while making his way out of your office.

“Yeah, we’ll see about that in some weeks.”

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Sokka Actor Defends Changes To Live-Action 'Avatar' Series: "You Have To Take Risks"

Sokka actor Ian Ousley opens up on creative changes to Netflix’s ‘Avatar’ series, what he fought to keep in the show, the hilarious cast group chat, and much more.

Avatar: The Last Airbender is in the pantheon of 2000s Nickelodeon shows.

Since its debut in 2005, the animated series inspired several spinoff projects and a passionate, global fanbase—one that’s been particularly protective of the franchise following M. Night Shyamalan’s disgraceful 2010 adaptation.

When it was announced that the series would be getting the live-action treatment at Netflix, fans were skeptical. Would this be another bomb, like the canceled Cowboy Bepop series? Or could it actually be something worthwhile for the franchise, like the recent adaptation of Eiichiro Oda’s One Piece?

Ian Ousley, the 21-year-old actor born in College Station, Texas, who plays Sokka in the Netflix version, knew it would be a daunting task adapting one of the most beloved animated stories of the 21st Century. But he says the cast had one common goal stepping into the project.

“We’ve got to do this thing justice,” Ousley says. “What we want is to give people a true and faithful adaptation of a show that people grew up on and still love today.”

It seems like the live-action series has resonated with fans. In its first four days in the US, it secured the No. 1 spot on Nielsen’s streaming chart and garnered nearly twice as many views as the debut of One Piece. In a sign of faith, Netflix decided to greenlight Seasons 2 and 3, ensuring the series will at least get the opportunity to tell Aang’s whole story and possibly do right by the franchise’s legacy.

Ousley sat down with Complex to reflect on the necessary changes for live-action, what he demanded to keep in the series, bonding with the cast, and much more.

You were 19 when you signed on to the project. We're here now, two years later. How are you feeling?

IAN OUSLEY: Feeling older [Chuckles]. I feel great. We shot this project for 13 months in Vancouver. It's been almost a year and a half since VFX and all of that stuff. So it's kind of a weird situation to go from like, “Oh, you're gonna do 12 hours of work every day for 13 months.” Then it's like, “All right, here's your life for like a year and a half.”

Then it gets released and it's like, “Oh, by the way, you did this thing and it's awesome, and you're it's going to come out and it's going to be crazy.” So it's been a funny, kind of roller coaster situation.

It was also a massive world tour, from Tudum in Brazil to all across the globe. What’s it been like interacting with fans ever since you joined?

I mean, great. It is a very passionate fan base. I was part of that fan base at one point, so I really understand. Since it's been released, the fan reaction has been overwhelmingly positive from what I've seen, so I'm just really grateful that the fans like it honestly. Because I was in that same spot where I was like, “Oh my gosh, I really want this to be good.”

Everyone on the cast and the creative side of things were really fans of the project, which is rare to find, a project that everyone is so passionate about. We were like, “Okay, this has to be good because there might have been a movie at some point that maybe wasn't so good.”

We were like, “Our whole goal is: we’ve got to do this thing justice.”

What was the casting process like? I heard it was done under cover, Ken Leung thoughthe was auditioning for a different franchise. How did all that go down?

It was under a code name, so I did a self tape under the code name “Tradewinds” and thought it was just some Netflix original because it said Netflix but didn't say anything else. I had no idea it was Avatar at all.

I did a bunch of Zoom callbacks, chemistry reads over Zoom, which is always funny because if you've ever been on a Zoom meeting in your life, there's that subtle delay, which is kind of awkward. So acting with that was pretty interesting.

But we were in the midst of COVID, and I got the call that I actually got the role. The first reaction was, “Oh, my God. I'm playing Sokka.” And then I was like, “Oh my God, I'm playing Sokka. What the heck?” Like, so much pressure.

Once you landed the role, how much Avatar content did you consume to prepare for the project?

To prepare, I just watched season one because I didn't want to have in my mind too much the arc of what Sokka goes through in seasons two and three. So I was religiously watching season one, like three or four times. Throughout the process of filming the show, just reminding myself of like, “Okay, we're here. Sokka is going through this.”

The animated show is basically the heart and soul of our show, but our show is different. It's live-action. Anything's going to be different when you take it from animation and put it into real people. So just trying to add those human elements into it, finding where they really didn’t get to dive into because it’s an animated series, trying to find where we could mix those human elements in.

What were you most excited to tackle with the project? Anything you were really looking forward to?

I was most excited for the stunts. Dallas [Liu, who plays Zuko] is a good friend of mine, and those were my favorite days, shadowing and getting to watch him do his martial arts in costume, which is very difficult. We're basically all in leather, so doing what he's doing is insane.

The costumes, that's what really transported us into the world. The first time I got my haircut and I'd put the costume on in the fitting and stuff, I was like, “Okay, this is really cool.” Once I had the wolf tail, it was over. I was like, “Oh my gosh. This is real.” And that's kind of where I saw it through, Not just my imagination anymore, it was like, “Oh, this is real.”

What were the action and fight scenes like for you?

Great! My job is to lose most of them [Chuckles], but it was actually a really fun experience. We did a six-week-long bootcamp where we all learned how to bend all four elements, even though I'm a non-bender. The rest of that bootcamp was focused on me re-learning my martial arts background, which isn’t very hard.

I'm a third degree black belt in taekwondo and a world champion in weapons. So that was what was fun for me because Sokka's got a lot of weapons. He's got spears, he's got his boomerang, obviously. Later on he'll master the space sword, which I'm very excited for, hopefully. I mean, that's in the animated series. We don't have any scripts yet for season two and three, but yeah, it was really fun to do those scenes.

The behind-the-scenes pictures made it look like y’all were legit family, like homies. What was the bonding experience like on and off set?

I mean, hopefully me and Dallas didn't seem like actual homies in the show, but we were roommates. We actually knew each other in L.A. beforehand, when we were like 15. It's a very long story, but we really were not fans of each other at all. So when I found out he got cast, I was like, “Oh my God, this is gonna suck. My life is going to suck for a year.”

We were supposed to be friends and then we just bonded throughout the bootcamp and the first month of shooting. We lived a block away from each other and we would always get dropped off at one person's house, go eat, come back to that person's house, and then seven hours before we had to be on set for the next bootcamp day, which is very intense because it's like eight hours of training, we'd be like, “Oh, crap, I've got to go home.” Go sleep in separate places, and then do it all again the next day.

So after Christmas break, we were just like, “Dude, we've got to move in together.” So we ended up doing that, which was really cool.

Do you guys have a group chat?

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Does it have a special nickname like “OppenHomies” or something?

You know, that sounds more like what the Oppenheimer group chat is, is that what it is? “OppenHomies”? Oh, my God. That's so lit.

We have one, it's “Shadow Wizard Money Gang.” I think there's a music producer who has that as his producing tag that was big for a while.

One day I opened my text and it said “Shadow Wizard Money Gang” with like a ton of emojis. And I was like, “What the hell?” And it was them. I was like, “Oh, cool.”

What are your cardinal rules for adapting an animated project into live action?

I think that, for one, I'll say that we love the animated show. All of us are fans of that, which is what we are trying to embody instead of emulate, is what I would say. A shot for shot remake of an animation to me personally is unnecessary. What we want is to give people a true and faithful adaptation of a show that people grew up on and still love today.

That's what I would say to some of the critics: “I hear you and we love the animated show and it exists and is perfect for a reason.” I think that it's necessary to bring some differences to the show so that we can have some new content. You have to take risks, and I think we took some risks. Sometimes that really, really pans out and sometimes it doesn’t. I think that most of our risks really did.

What I’d also say to this subject in general, I know it's a little bit off topic, but I feel like the first season of the animated show is so good, but it's hopping around a lot. We're going on little side missions here and there because we're trying to get to the Northern Water Tribe, and it really finds its voice in seasons two and three.

It's like, “We know what the show is, we know what we're going after, we know what the plot points are. We have Toph now. We have the Aang Gang. We have a mission. We’ve got to save the world.” I think that our show also has that opportunity in live-action.

We've gotten so much constructive criticism, which is why we all want to make the show as good as possible. Still, not just for season one, but season two and three. I think we really have that opportunity now as well to find our voice in season two and three.

Was there anything that you felt particularly strong about that you felt Sokka needed to keep in the live-action?

One thing that I asked to keep that was almost not there was I'm wearing the Kyoshi armor in episode two. Originally I wasn't wearing the Kyoshi armor. In the animated show, it's kind of seen as a punch line. It's a punishment, like, “Here, throw this on if you want to train with us.”

For me, I went to the people that wanted to make that change and was like, “You know, I'm a martial artist. If I'm going to a jiu jitsu gym, I'm going to wear their uniform. It can be seen as a sign of honor and respect.” I think that's totally what it is.

So I was really happy that I got to keep that. It really was not anything intense, but it was just advocating for your characters. Always. Everyone always loves that because no one had ego on our set, which is something that's so important when trying to create something that's good is like, “Oh, I'm totally down to be wrong.”

What are your hopes for deepening your portrayal of Sokka? Anything you are excited to explore in Seasons 2 and 3?

I think that he evolves through his sense of responsibility. He evolves through his relationship with his sister a lot. The reason this question is hard to answer is because I don't have scripts yet, which helps me guide where that growth will come from. I'm kind of a psycho about trying to make the performance not one noted, even in one episode or one part of a season.

I had a whole serial killer wall, theories of all like, okay, “This season he's going through this. And then the reason it changes here is because…” and then once you do all of that work, you can throw it all away once you get on set and you kind of have a sense of purpose of why.

So I think I'm going to find out more of those specifics, I will find out more about that when I get those scripts. Hopefully soon.

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Do you know of any (or if you have a list) of exes to lovers wlw romance in a tv series? I’d even be open to suggestions in movies/any other form of media cos I’ve been scouring the net for anything of that sort but have come up short, so I was hoping you’d know some! Thanks in advance!

I couldn't think of anything on the spot either so I asked a group chat and they had some suggestions.

We honestly couldn't think of many that started as exes, just Fear Street (the movies) and Piper and Alex from Orange Is the New Black.

But with enough longevity, a lot of ships have broken up and gotten back together? Bette and Tina on The L Word, I actually really liked that this season's arc on Station 19 where Maya and Carina were very tentatively making their way back to each to each other, I guess the first season of NCIS: Hawai'i would count?

I dunno, we kept on thinking of ships that got together on screen, broke up on screen, and then got back together...on screen. Bo/Lauren on Lost Girl, Tessa and Mariah on The Young and the Restless, Choni on Riverdale seem to get together again a lot, maybe Van and Tai on Yellowjackets....... Probably so many of these, Brittana on Glee, etc.

ETA: Keep an eye on the replies, anon, people are chiming in with suggestion. :)

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Islamist terror plot teen will serve at least six years

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Matthew King wore a balaclava in some of the videos he made

By Daniel Sandford & Judith Burns BBC News Home Affairs Team

______ A 19-year-old man has been given life with a minimum term of six years for planning to stab police and soldiers. Police believe Matthew King, who converted to extreme Islamism during lockdown, could have been hours away from carrying out an attack when they arrest him. King will serve a discretionary life sentence of a minimum of six years, minus the 367 days he spent on remand. The judge praised King's mother for reporting her suspicions to police. In January this year, King pleaded guilty at the Old Bailey to the preparation of terrorist acts between December 2021 and 17 May 2022. - Terror plotter threatened imam in jail, court hears

Sentencing him on Friday, Judge Mark Lucraft KC said: "When it comes to the minimum term that you will serve, I make it plain that I am not ordering that you are to be released at the end of it.

"Whether you will be released or not at that stage or at any later stage will be a matter for the parole board to consider only when the minimum term has been served."

Judge Lucraft warned King that if he was released he would remain on licence and liable to recall for the rest of his life.

"In my judgement you are someone where there is a significant risk to members of the public or serious harm," the judge told King.

'Extremist Islamist'

Police believe King turned from being a "troubled young man" to a potential "self-initiated terrorist" while stuck at home during the Covid-19 lockdowns.

Cdr Dominic Murphy, the Met's head of counter-terrorism, told journalists that King "held really extreme anti-Western views, he had an extremist Islamist mindset and he was intending to carry out a terrorist attack either here or abroad.".

"It was imminent," Cdr Murphy said.

Prosecuting barrister Paul Jarvis told the court King had dabbled in drugs since early secondary school, was expelled and left education at 16 with no qualifications.

He converted to Islam in 2020 and, at first, his behaviour improved, but in 2021 he began criticising his sisters' clothing as immodest. His mother contacted the government anti-extremism agency, Prevent, because she feared the videos he was watching promoted hatred.

Officers from the Metropolitan Police arrested King at his home at Wickford in Essex on 18 May last year.

Examination of his phone revealed evidence of him viewing extremist videos which officers believe had convinced him he should kill or torture a British soldier either in the UK or abroad.

The phone also showed he had joined an online chat group where he discussed terrorist funding and travel routes to Syria.

He had changed his WhatsApp status to "kill non-Muslims" and recorded himself rapping to his own lyrics about fellow terrorists in Belmarsh Prison and detonating a bomb, officers found.

In 2022, in the weeks before his arrest, King began carrying out reconnaisance in east London, including on police officers patrolling outside Stratford railway station, as well as at Stratford police station and magistrates' court.

Mr Jarvis told the court that among videos found on his phone was oe near the police station, overlaid with a soundtrack including the words: "Coldly kill them with hate and rage. Plan your perfect killing spree."

On 17 May 2022, a CCTV camera had captured him filming after dark outside the 7 rRifles army barracks in east London.

CCTV showed King filming outside an east London barracks

He had also purchased military goggles and gloves, and carried a balaclava and a "shihada" jihadist flag, sometimes wearing combat clothing to the mosque.

Several of the mosques he attended warned him several times about his behaviour, and one decided he was no longer welcome, Mr Jarvis told the court.

Members of the public who called the police about King included members of two WhatsApp groups he had joined called Southend Brothers and Southend Shurah.

King was put under surveillance, and his social media posts of police officers, captioned with the words "Target Acquired", heightened concerns at how fast he appeared to be moving towards an attack. These concerns led to his arrest.

Evidence of King's efforts to buy a hunting knife online helped police build the case against him - he had to give passport details to prove his age, under new rules brought in since 2019.

Although King never bought a weapon, police say he would have easily been able to obtain a kitchen knife to carry out attacks, though potential terrorists often prefer bigger hunting knives for their shock factor.

Officers also obtained Snapchat messages King sent to a girl who was still in the sixth form, in which he said he wanted to travel to Syria to become a martyr.

They exchanged messages about how they would like to mutilate members of the British and American armed forces.

Miss A wrote to him: "We can't let them die quick tho. Slow painful death akhi... I'll guide you through it. Or bring him or her home."

He said he was "training for Jihad" and just wanted "to kill people".

Mr Jarvis told the court that on 17 May 2022, the day before King's arrest, the girl messaged him to say she wanted to concentrate on her exams. King replied he would "be worshipping Allah" and he might soon be "on the news".

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Характеристики топового OnePlus Ace 3 Pro слили в сеть до анонса

Известный инсайдер поделился новыми данными о грядущем флагмане.

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Fort Cooper State Park January Events

Fort Cooper State Park January 2024 Events Bat Chat Friday, January 19, 2024, from 5:00pm—6:00pm Due to popular demand, the Friends of Fort Cooper will again feature a special program with observation of Florida’s bats on Friday, January 19, 2024, at Fort Cooper State Park, 3100 S. Old Floral City Road in Inverness. Thanks to a Boy Scout Eagle project, Fort Cooper has a huge bat house that now has thousands of inhabitants. The presentation will be given by Shari Blissett-Clark, president, Florida Bat Conservancy www.floridabats.org and board member of Bat Belfrys Inc., dedicated to conserving Florida's bats! Visitors will start the evening in Fort Cooper’s Rec Hall with a social at 4:50 p.m. followed by a 5:00 p.m. presentation by Ms. Blissett-Clark. Join the Florida Bat Conservancy for a colorful introduction to the bats that fly through Florida's yards and neighborhoods every night. Learn fascinating bat-facts and discover the environmental and economic value of these important mammals. Finally, we will discuss simple steps anyone can take to encourage bat activity in their yard. Live Florida bats will accompany the program. Following her presentation and any questions and answers, attendees will take a short hike to Fort Cooper State Park’s Bat House to witness the swarm of bats exiting their house at sundown. It is advised that walkers wear sneakers or close-toed shoes. It’s truly a remarkable sight! Florida's bats are the primary predators of night-flying insects, consuming millions of bugs each night. Even a small colony of just 100 bats can eat up to 200,000 insects in a single night or 65 million insect pests each year! It is estimated that there are over 5,000 bats residing in Fort Cooper’s Bat House. Pesticide-free, cost-free insect control! Seating in the Rec Hall is very limited. Please reserve by calling the park office at ( 352) 726-0315. There is a $3 per car state park entrance fee. The presentation is free. Bat Viewing Friday, January 19, 2024, 5:45pm — 6:45pm Come join us for a Bat Viewing at Fort Cooper State Park. For your safety, wear close-toed shoes for theshort walk to our HUGE bat house, with an estimated 5,000 resident bats! We will meet at the Pavilion at5:45pm. At sundown, we will watch as the bats leave their house for their nightly flight & meal. Suggesteditems to bring are water, bug spray, flashlight and a camera. Park entrance fee is $3 per vehicle or an Annual Pass Minors must be accompanied by an adult. This event is subject to cancellation due to weather. Birding on Thursday Birdwatching is one of the most popular pastimes for men, women and children. It’s inexpensive, healthy and utterly captivating. The first time one sees a pileated woodpecker can be breathtaking – its size, shape and brilliant red head – a true Woody Woodpecker! The flash of a bluebird leaves one searching for its landing spot for a closer look at its bright bluebody and rusty chest. Birding on Thursday at Fort Cooper State Park, 3100 S. Old Floral City Road in Inverness, finds groups of eager birders assembling at 9:00 a.m. or earlier to glimpse the Park’s feathered visitors. This bird walk begins Thursday, January 4, 2024. Led by Gail King, identifications of bird species and their calls can sometimes be quite easy or offer a challenge, leaving one to page through a birding book. Birders often bring a notebook to record their sightings or add to their Life List. The park surroundings are old Florida at its finest and the trek along the trails are easy-going and not difficult. Bring a pair of binoculars (extra binoculars are available), some closed-toed shoes and a bit of patience, as spring birds can be elusive.Entrance to the park is $3 per vehicle (up to 8 people) or a Florida State Park Annual Pass, payable at the Honor Box located at the Ranger Station or back gate. Exact cash only, please. For further information, call 352-726-0315. Read the full article

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MEDIA AND COMMUNICATION TECHNOLOGY POLICY, RULES AND REGULATIONS ISSUES

TASK 1: MALAYSIAN COMMUNICATIONS AND MULTIMEDIA COMMISSION ACT 1998

INTRODUCTION

In this legal analysis, ARTICLE 19 reviews the Communications and Multimedia Act of Malaysia (the Act) for its compliance international human rights standards, in particular those on the right to freedom of expression.

ARTICLE 19 is concerned that the Act has been invoked frequently in the recent years to restrict active social media usage in Malaysia. It has been used by law enforcement agencies and the Attorney General of Malaysia to arrest, investigate and charge individuals expressing progressive or dissenting views. At present, a constitutional challenge is being mounted against the Act at the Federal Court.

The Act is not the only piece of legislation that is invoked to suppress freedom of expression in Malaysia, in particular online; other laws include the Sedition Act 1948, S114A of the Evidence Act 1950 and the Film Censorship Act 2002. Often, charges are brought jointly under several laws simultaneously. The most prominent cases of prosecutions include:

Case of Khalid Ismath who was arrested under Section 233 of the Act in October 2015 for allegedly posting a comment on Facebook. He was charged with 11 alleged offences under the Act and three more charges under the Sedition Act for the same offences. Khalid was subiect to several bail conditions including a requirement to report to the nearest police station every 2 weeks, a ban on travel outside of the country and his passport was confiscated by the court; 1

Case of Muhammad Amirul who was found guilty of 14 counts of offence under Section 233 of the Act in April 2016 in Kelantan for allegedly insulting a member of the royal family on Facebook. He was initially sentenced to 1 year imprisonment which was later over turned and changed to being sent to a reform school sentence for 2 years; 2

Case of Pa Ya (76-year-old man) who was arrested in June 2016 under the Act for allegedly posting an insulting picture on a Whatsapp group chat;

ARTICLE 19 reviewed the Act as it serves as a 'catch-all' legislation and the legislation that enables the interception of the communication, tracking and ultimately prosecution. The Act has an expansive scope, ranging from spectrum allocation and consumer protection to content regulation and investigatory powers. The main subjects of regulation under the Act are applications services and network services. The Act further pertains to content applications services, which appear to include online intermediaries. The governmental actors involved in the administration of the Act are "the Minister charged with responsibility for communications and media" and the Malaysian Communications and Multimedia Commission, which is established under the Act.

ARTICLE 19 calls on the Malaysian Government to introduce the necessary amendments to the Act and ensure it fully complies with the international freedom of expression standards. We stand ready to provide further assistance in this process.

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Bahama Cruise 2022, Part 18 April. 19. Georgetown Exuma.

We made it to the famous Chat N’ Chill Bar across from Georgetown Exuma. When you go in or out of a cut you are on high alert and not taking many photos. You are supposed to time it with the wind and current going in the same direction. When they are opposite and the wind is up, it is called “the rage”. Not uncommon to see standing 5 ft. waves, extending 1 mile offshore of the cut. If you are going opposite of the current, you might be only doing 2-3 kts.. Which means it is an eternity before you are clear. Hopefully, you prepared with life-vest and safety harnesses. Battened down all hatches and put in a companionway door hatch or two.

Nancy helmed us into the cut on the north side of Stocking Island about 30 miles south of Rudder Cut. What is interesting is the chart book talks about heading toward the Pink house on the hill, which they repainted a different color a year or two ago. You know repainting the house a different color, should be in the sales contract.

We trolled artificial lures most of the way. No bites.

We anchored right off of Chat N’ Chill beach. Which we checked out daily. Making friends with the rat catcher and petted the sting rays.

Nancy is petting a hungry Southern Stingray. One of these killed Steve Irwin in the Caymans. Is she scared, nope! She has her Kalik beer in hand. Note the school of Bonefish in the photos. People pay hundreds of dollars to fish for them in the Florida Keys. Yet here they swim by your feet. This is Renaldo’s Conch Shack. He will wade out in the water and pick up a string of conch he has waiting. Then open a conch and make you fresh conch salad or just let you feed the stingrays with the conch. There is plenty of conch entrails that do not go into the salad that the rays and Bonefish get plenty to eat.

Renaldo punches a hole in the shell lip. Then ties 5 conch in a bundle. They can not walk away.

This is where we anchor each night, off Stocking Island. Just about everyday, we pull anchor and head over to Georgetown for supplies. Just too rough to dinghy over the days we were there.

We anchor at Kidd’s Cove. Then dinghy into Lake Victoria via the canal and bridge. Inbound dinghy has the right of way. It does get a bit wet right there.

Once inside you either go to the dinghy dock for Exuma Market or the Shell station for fuel.

This is the Shell station, where you lug jerry jugs of diesel or gas back to your boat. Behind the green house on the left, you can get fresh bread in the morning.

Getting rid of trash on a sailboat is a problem. We work real hard at minimizing the amount of trash that collects. In Georgetown you take the bags of trash to the Exuma Market dinghy dock. Walk up the ally to the road, then turn right. An enterprising person parks his “garbage truck” there. You throw your bagged trash in the back. Then slip the proper amount of cash through the partially open window. Couple of dollars depending if it is a large or small bag. Well worth it!

Georgetown caters to the cruisers needs. Several liquor stores and restaurants. Well stocked market, laundry services, small hardware store, Customs etc. Plus if the women need their hair cut, they go to “Styles seafood” market. Nothing like sitting in a chair getting your hair coiffed, while people are buying fresh seafood next to you.

Each morning we listen up on the “Cruisers Net”. Most busy anchorages have a local vhf radio net in the morning. Very entertaining. Topics include: Any Emergency traffic, weather forecast, introduction by new arrivals, well wishes for those about to depart, planned group activities, items needed or to be given away, and last is the joke or thought of the day.

So above is the daily yoga class discussed on the net. The local Chat n’Chill rat catcher, checks everyone out (look behind the guy in the black shirt) then curls up by the instructor. Nancy did the clas several mornings.

We meet up with some friends, George and Lisa. After a short dinghy ride we find the trail to the “monument”. This was an early navigation aid during the times of salt production on the island. George is a retired contractor. He says, “look at the lines of this”. He is right they built it crooked. Which is pretty unusual. I am usually impressed with the early navigation aids that were built on very exposed rough terrain.

It almost looks like a sundial, but it is not.

Nancy and Lisa on a swing. This is in the middle of nowhere. Then we walk down to “Flip Flop beach”, a cruisers hangout.

The anchor dragged on the dinghy while we were exploring. It drifted off into the bay. Lucky for us a group we had waved to earlier found it and brought it back.

Another day, another trip to Georgetown with trash and water jug.

Hanging out later at the conch shack. See the pile of old conch shells on the beach.

While hanging out after the barbecue with George and Lisa at Chat “n” chill. We see his dinghy float away again. Nancy and I run for our dinghy and capture his dinghy towing it back. Something is always happening with dinghies. Without a dinghy you are really stuck on your boat. If you are lucky someone finds it and tracks you down on the morning net.

Here we hike over Stocking Island and explore the beach. The cruisers get bored and organize a beach clean up every couple of days.

Love looking in these small pockets in the rocks. Great place to find shells.

Running out of room for photos so will end this post.

S/V Sea Breeze, Stocking Island, Exuma, Bahamas.

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19 (and extras) group chat

Part 1: Vic’s phone contacts: Maya: Cap 🫡 Travis: platonic soulmate (bff) 💅💅💅💅💅 Sullivan: Sully 🤢 Andy: Ex boss's daughter 👩🏽‍🚒 Carina: Cap’s wife aka 🐱👩🏽‍⚕️ Ben: Dad 👨🏾 Theo: guy who killed bff’s husband 🖕🖕🖕 Dean: Pru’s dad ⛴️ Jack: Dude 👨🏼 Emmett: bff’s bf 👨‍❤️‍👨 Me 💃: what's every1 wearing to the fundraiser tn? platonic soulmate (bff) 💅💅💅💅💅: Probs just a suit Dude 👨🏼: same Me 💃: boringgggg Ex boss's daughter 👩🏽‍🚒: I’m probably gonna wear a simple black dress Cap 🫡: I am also going to wear a simple dress. Dad 👨🏾: Suit Cap 🫡: Do not forget that plus ones are also invited!! bff’s bf 👨‍❤️‍👨: Travis sm I gnna be your plis one?? Cap’s wife aka 🐱👩🏽‍⚕️: What should I bring to the fundraiser? platonic soulmate (bff) 💅💅💅💅💅: can you bring your special lasagna for me 🙏🙏🙏?? platonic soulmate (bff) 💅💅💅💅💅: and a jacket so we don’t have to listen to you complain about the weather all night :) Cap 🫡: Travis don't bully my wife. bff’s bf 👨‍❤️‍👨: @ platonic soulmate (bff) 💅💅💅💅💅 you didnt answrr my question? platonic soulmate (bff) 💅💅💅💅💅 : we’re literally in the same place right now you can just ask me in person … Cap’s wife aka 🐱👩🏽‍⚕️: Just for that last comment I’m not making you lasagna for two months. guy who killed bff’s husband 🖕🖕🖕: Is attendance for this fundraiser mandatory? Cap 🫡: Yes. platonic soulmate (bff) 💅💅💅💅💅 : @ Cap’s wife aka 🐱👩🏽‍⚕️ nooooo I can't live without your lasagna 😭😭😭 Pru’s dad ⛴️: Can I bring Pru as my plus one? I don’t have a babysitter. Ex boss's daughter 👩🏽‍🚒: Yes please bring Pru! Cap 🫡: Sure. Ex boss's daughter 👩🏽‍🚒: Did anyone hear about the police officer who got arrested for kidnapping a teenage girl? Pru’s dad ⛴️: Yeah I saw that on the news. Cap 🫡: Me too, the way everyone covered it up for him is so messed up. Dude 👨🏼: what????? I didn't know about that!!! Me 💃: don't you watch the news? Dude 👨🏼: I watch the sports channel… Me 💃: … Cap’s wife aka 🐱👩🏽‍⚕️: This is why Maya is dating me and not you……… Dude 👨🏼: … Cap 🫡: … Cap’s wife aka 🐱👩🏽‍⚕️: :) Me 💃: shit the fundraiser starts in 15 mins, i need to get ready Ex boss's daughter 👩🏽‍🚒: Shit, me too! Bye guys! platonic soulmate (bff) 💅💅💅💅💅 : Oh no I don’t have time to put on my new hair gel! Cap 🫡: How long does it take you to put on hair gel? platonic soulmate (bff) 💅💅💅💅💅 : Thirty minutes if I want it to look perfect.

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I posted 311 times in 2022

242 posts created (78%)

69 posts reblogged (22%)

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I tagged 290 of my posts in 2022

Only 7% of my posts had no tags

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#but i can't help but feel it looks too much like a discount samus aran

My Top Posts in 2022:

It’s funny to me how Kishimoto could never top the Sasuke Recovery Arc-at least, to me, he couldn’t. This, in my opinion, is peak Naruto. Not because Naruto or the others are at their peak, but because it combines all I love about the series:

Strategic planning and subterfuge.

Teamwork.

Moments of relationship dynamics between the squad.

And the epic 1v1 battles where much weaker characters have to fight older, more experienced ninja with crazier powers and have to survive with a mix of wit, surprise, and sheer determination.

Even though the mission ended in failure, I love this so much. I love the moments where we see the boys (minus Neji) were troublemakers at school, planting this small friendship already (and I love how Naruto and Neji, who were once rivals with different points of view have to come together for the sake of the mission).

I kinda wish Naruto moving forward, Naruto went more in this direction, with Naruto going in Five-Man Squads with the other members of Konoha 11 (or 12 if we live in the bizarro fanfic universe where the mission was a success, lol) and we got to show off the other members of Naruto's age group. Maybe would've given them a few more moments to shine. Could've even given Sasuke a redemption arc and given him and Sakura some ACTUAL chemistry.

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POV: MILF & Cookies

You've been invited to the Schnee Manor. You don't understand why: you're just an average Huntsman/Huntress. You've worked with Madame Schnee a few times, but you can't imagine doing such good work to get her attention, let alone to remember your name. Maybe you're gonna be given a promotion to a higher station, maybe some special dust to improve your weapon.

And then, you open the door.

"Oh my~"

Standing before you was Willow Schnee, fixing her apron, as well as the Bandit Boss herself, Raven Branwen.

"You've ruined the surprise and spoiled dinner." Willow chuckled a bit, "you came a little early."

"Hopefully that's not a regular problem for you." Raven smirked.

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Black Rook takes White Queen.

I haven't been watching RWBY: Ice Queendom, but was commissioned to draw a Corrupted!Blake to spanking Negative Weiss. Which, honestly, was pretty fun to do!

25 notes - Posted September 6, 2022

Dammit, Smogon! My stupid Pokemon Team gimmick doesn't work cause I can't use Dynamax in Doubles!

41 notes - Posted November 3, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

RWBY Smut; A Maid's Work 2

[Art by Iesupa]

"Welcome home, Master."

Winter Schnee gave her master a curtsy, a smile forced upon her face. There was no greater humiliation, at least so she thought. How could her father arrange for her to work as a maid? Her eldest daughter!

'It'll be good for you to know how to act like a proper wife'.

What nonsense! But, Winter kept herself in check. She couldn't allow her temper to get the better of her; not when her father was holding every advantage over her head.

For the moment, at least.

"Why thank you, Winter." Jango chortled as he walked in, lightly waving his hand against his face. His jacket was hanging off of his shoulder as he walked in, his tie loosened and dangling from his neck. "Sure is a warm evening, isn't it?"

"Yes, Master." Winter said, Jango's words flying into one ear and out the other. "Would you like a drink? Since it's so hot?"

"Thank you, but I think we need to address something first."

Winter cocked an eyebrow. "And what would that be, Master?"

"Why, how could you forget?" The older man smirked as he walked to his study. "It's Sunday."

The white-haired maid grit her teeth. That's right; Sunday was Maintenance Day.

[WARNING: Spanking, Maledom, Femsub]

Jango opened the door and said, "come now, let's get this over with while the night's still young."

"Yes...Master." Winter forced the words out as she followed Jango into the study. Most maids who entered here left with their bottoms hot, red, and sore. Winter Schnee was intimately familiar with the study. Despite her reluctance, Winter had never done anything to warrant a punishment of any kind. In fact, far from it; she was highly skilled and exemplary! A model employee! But Jango firmly believes that a good maid needs proper discipline every once and a while; a reminder of what will happen when they begin to slip up.

The older man grabbed a chair from behind his desk and began to set it in the center of the room. As he worked, Winter began to raise her dress. She was unfazed by flashing her employer her white panties and the garters holding up her stockings. Jango took a seat, and like clockwork, Winter draped herself over his lap.

His gloved hand began to lightly tap Winter's bottom as he said, "ready?"

"As I'll ever be."

Jango chuckled, "oh don't be gloomy now, Winter! There's nothing to be ashamed of about a young woman being spanked."

Winter sucked her teeth; how the hell was that supposed to reassure her? She hadn't done anything to deserve such a fate! But, she held her tongue.

She glanced over her shoulder, watching as Jango raised his hand into the air before-

SMACK!

The first smack landed across her cheeks! Winter grit her teeth, keeping her groans down as Jango's heavy, calloused hand began to slowly start spanking her upturned bottom. Winter was quite athletic, her butt was firm and tight. It flattened against Jango's palm before regaining its shape.

Her right cheek stung, followed by a short pause before a second swat struck her left cheek. Pause, and the cycle repeated again as waves of heat went up her spine.

Winter couldn't see his face, but she knew Jango had a dumb grin on his face. It made her furious; how could anyone be expected to remain stoic under such a punishment.

Another swat, Winter let out a painful hiss as her legs began to tremble. She hated to admit it, but Jango had a strong arm and her ass was well acquainted with this fact. Her nails dug into his pant leg as the smacks began to slowly pick up in speed and tempo.

Hot smacks echoed within the room as Jango chuckled lightly. "You're taking it very well, my dear. We'll finish up soon."

Thankfully, these maintenance spankings were short-at least, so long as Winter took them with some semblance of dignity and grace. Her cheeks were starting to turn a rosy shade of pink as her face was equally taking color. Jango's hand landed sharper, faster smacks that left Winter gasping for air. She couldn't help but lightly kick the floor with the toes of her heels.

She wanted to scream. She could feel tears starting to form, but her pride wouldn't allow her to cry or whimper.

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Staying Safe During the Holidays - Access Health Care Physicians, LLC

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i have created a station 19 group chat so that who ever wants to can come collectively freak out with me about this season finale.

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imfluentinfangirlandgay · 2 years

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Surprise Adoption - Pt 1

Ingo held the crying Dawn in his arms, considering his options. He decided right then and there. She would stay with him and Emmet for the time being.

Word Count: ~2000

consider this almost like a prologue I guess??? idk i havent really planned this one out much, I just wrote this as a break between homework assignments

Ingo exited the control room after his lunch break with Emmet, the two chatting away as they prepared to board their respective trains. They ran a quick maintenance check together on the fuse box near the platform as they walked along, doing it almost robotically from the ingrained muscle memory. They pulled out their respective pocket watches, ensuring that the trains were arriving on schedule. As it was a weekday afternoon, the platform was bustling with people, coming and going, in and out, boarding and exiting different trains. Ingo had missed this.

It had been nearly three months since his return from Hisui. He recognized there were still some blotches in his memory, but he was slowly regaining it back. It had been a long and bumpy track for him, but he was finally feeling at home in Unova again. Emmet had never smiled brighter, even to his limited recollection, than anytime he laid eyes on Ingo now. In the mornings, when Ingo got up earlier and Emmet wandered into the kitchen to see him sitting with his coffee, when Emmet saw him in the control room running the lines, when Ingo walked in the door with groceries, everytime the older brother came into his sight, Emmet’s face lit like the sun. It made Ingo realize how much his little brother had missed him.

A train was pulling into the station now. The two brothers stood off to the side, point-and-calling at passengers as the engine slowed, the brakes screeching to a halt. “Stay clear of the yellow lines! Allow previous passengers off before boarding!” Ingo called, his loud voice carrying over the crowd. The doors opened with a hiss, people streaming out of the doors and up the steps of the Subway, into the city of Nimbasa. Emmet patted Ingo on the shoulder, making him glance at Emmet. Emmet was looking at him, the smile more in his eyes than on his face. Ingo patted his hand.

As they waited for the trains to finish emptying, the two stood side by side and simply watched the crowd, the loud buzz of human activity reminding Ingo why he had hearing loss. “Emmet, I do believe it is time for our Battles. I wish you luck on your line today. Let me know if you need anything.” Emmet nodded, his smile setting with determination.

“I will meet with you at 20:15 sharp to reconvene for home station.”

They both called out, “All aboard!” in unison as they split off, boarding their separate trains. Ingo got into his car and set out his Pokemon, allowing them to stretch and prepare for any battles that came their way.

There were a good number of Trainers that faced him today, a notion that excited him. That meant more Trainers were beating enough people to face him! Bravo! Time flew by in a blur of praises thrown at competitors and commands to his Pokemon, who enjoyed battling just as much as he did. He always ensured to send out the most appropriate Pokemon against his opponent. He was not as focused on specific stats and such like Emmet was, which is why he preferred Single Battles.

Before he knew it, he was disembarking from his line, his team tucked safely away in his pocket. The clock on his Xtrans read 19:56. He had exactly nineteen minutes until he should expect to meet with Emmet. A little early. He stood on the platform, watching the last of the passengers exit the platform and leave the station from his train. Ingo contemplated if he should wait for Emmet in the control room or simply wait here on the platform. It was not a far walk, but it might be a nice change of pace. The station was mostly empty now, a couple small groups milling around as he stood and waited on the sidelines.

“Ingo!” What? Ingo looked around, trying to find the source of the voice. “Uncle Ingo!” Ingo’s eyes widened. Only one person called him that.

“Dawn?” The girl came running up to him wearing a different outfit than he remembered. She wore a pink skirt and a black tank top, a pink hat situated on her head. She barreled into him, hugging him tightly and squeezing the breath out of him. “I- hello, there, Dawn. How-” he paused, taking in her posture. Her face was buried into his shirt, her back and shoulders rigid. She was shaking. She was oddly quiet. Something was wrong. “Are you alright, Dawn?” Ingo patted her on the back as she let out a muffled sob into his shirt, making his adrenaline spike. What was wrong? She wouldn’t say anything. Had something happened? Was she hurt? How had she gotten here?

Ingo gently removed Dawn from his front, kneeling down on one knee so he was a little shorter than her. He gently tucked back her hair, seeing her puffy, red eyes and her tear-stained face. Ingo felt a surge of protectiveness through his body, but tried not to show it. He looked at her, his frown deepening in concern. “What is the matter, Dawn?” he asked quietly.

She took some deep breaths as Ingo gently squeezed her arms, holding her up. She hung her head. “I-I-” Dawn gasped, taking in a shuddering breath. “I… can’t be, I just, there’s so much and…”

“Take a moment, Dawn. I have all the time in the station. Make sure to run any safety checks before proceeding.” Her eyes met with his, filled with a deep, aching pain.

“I have nowhere else to go. I… I went home after Hisui and I… there was…” she choked up, wiping the tears from her face before continuing. “My mom. She’s gone. I have no where else left.” Dawn squeezed her eyes shut, a new wave of salty hot wet leaking from them. Ingo immediately pulled her into him, allowing her to sob on his shoulder as he gently rubbed her back. Oh, this poor child. Ingo remembered how she had been so excited to go home and see her dear mother. The way she had phrased it made it sound like her mother had passed on, but Ingo did not know for certain.

He made up his mind then. As her self-appointed uncle, she could find solace with him. Him and Emmet. Emmet had mentioned wanting to meet the girl who was responsible for getting him home. Though, Ingo had to admit, this was a bit of a cruel joke for fate to play. Ingo spoke softly, saying comforting words to the crying child in his arms. He flicked his wrist towards him over her back, typing a quick message to Emmet before putting it away and refocusing all his attention on her.

“I-I-I- I only g-got back last week,” she sobbed. “Arceus returned me a-and when I went home,” she grabbed a fistful of his shirt, “Barry’s mom said that she was looking f-f-f-for me and got attacked. By a Toxicroak. She didn’t have her Pokemon with her and she couldn’t handle the poison. She’s gone. My mom is gone and its my fault.” Ingo immediately paused in his rubbing of her back.

“Oh, Dawn, of course it isn’t your fault. You did not ask to be diverted to Hisui, yes? Nor did you cause the accident to happen.”

“B-but if I would have finished e-earlier I could have s-stopped it-”

“You did not know. You were doing the best you could with what you had. You were already working yourself too hard, even when you sent me back to my home station. Do not blame yourself. This was out of your control.”

“B-but she was only away because she was l-looking for me-”

“I know that your mother would not blame you, either. Nobody does. I know it is difficult to accept, but you did not cause this. There was no one who did. I’m so sorry, Dawn. I’m so sorry.” He continued rubbing her back as she heaved mighty sobs into his coat, dampening it. Ingo did not mind. “You are more than welcome to stay with us, Dawn. As long as you need. We will be right here for you, alright?” Dawn nodded into his shoulder.

A new train entered the platform. Ingo covered Dawn’s ears as the whistle blew, signaling that it was about to brake. The brakes thrusted on, screeching the massive locomotive to a halt. The doors hissed open as normal. Ingo removed his hands, taking Dawn’s shoulders and positioning her so he could see her face. “Emmet is about to join us from that train. He is a little blunt, but he means well. He has been wishing to meet you. These are… less than optimal conditions, but he already cares for you, too, from what I have told him about you. We will take you back to our home tonight. You must have had a long journey to get here.” Dawn nodded, wiping her eyes.

As promised, Emmet was almost the first off the train, looking around with wide eyes as he frantically searched for Ingo. The two made eye contact over Dawn’s shoulder, Emmet bursting into a sprint. “Ingo? Are you alright?” Emmet skidded to a halt a couple feet from the pair. Ingo stood, keeping his hold on Dawn’s shoulders. He gave them a squeeze. She reached up and took his hand, hiding her face with her hair.

“Emmet, this is Dawn. Dawn traveled from Sinnoh for a surprise visit. I can explain more when we are home. She will be staying with us.”

Emmet nodded, taking in her heaving shoulders and the wet spot on Ingo’s coat. “I am Emmet. You helped Ingo return. You are welcome in our home.” He looked at Ingo, his eyebrows knitting, confusion and concern plain on his face. Ingo pulled up his free hand signing, explain later. Emmet nodded. “Shall we depart for the home station?”

“I did not inform the others of our schedule change.”

“I am Emmet. I will take care of it.” Emmet briskly walked past them down the hallway to the control room.

“I-I’m not causing any trouble, am I?” Dawn asked quietly, bringing her gaze up to Ingo. She still looked like a wreck, but at least the tears had stopped flowing.

“Of course not, young Dawn. We were hoping to get an early evening anyway.”

“This is early? It’s almost 8:30.”

“The Subway runs late and me and Emmet are oftentimes the ones who close the platform and arrive early to open it the next morning. Elesa, a close friend of ours, frets that we work too much. She would be delighted to know we took an evening off,” Ingo chuckled warmly. Dawn gave a small smile, watery, but there. “I believe you would like Elesa. She can be a handful sometimes, but she cares for us. She also makes puns quite a lot. I find them funny. Emmet does not.”

“You like puns?”

“Why do you think much of my speech is train puns?” Dawn lowered her head, considering the question as Emmet returned.

“Shall we depart, brother? Dawn?” Emmet smiled at them. Dawn finally looked up into his face - and blanched.

“Oh, you guys are twin twins. Like. Identical.” Emmet and Ingo both laughed. Emmet absentmindedly reached out and took Dawn’s other hand. Ingo knew he did not like seeing others cry, especially children. Dawn looked at him skeptically, but did not pull away. The brothers led the way out of the Subway, keeping a firm but gentle hold on the crying teen as they exited the station, entering the evening of Nimbasa City.

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hey honey! how are you doing?

i was wondering if you could write something where the reader is either tom or harrison’s sister, around 19-20 years old, and she hears her brother talking bad about her behind her back and she gets distant towards them and her brother realizes how much he’s missing out on (her first boyfriend and stuff like that)

sorry if it’s long or if you don’t wanna write it lol it was just an idea!!

don’t be sorry! i loved this! also doing pretty good :-)

i didn’t really understand what was in the ending parentheticals so i hope this is what you wanted!

wc: 1.7k

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Being the established girl in a group of four boys meant a lot of things. Often, you were confused as a girlfriend to whichever boy you were accompanying, aside from your brother, of course. There was a lot of territory that came with being close family-friends with the Holland family. Especially since your brother used to be Tom’s assistant. It was expected, though, because they had been close friends growing up, especially since being in the same grade.

You were younger, which meant you were in between ages for the twins and Paddy. You didn’t consider yourself too young for them, though, and found yourself in the presence of the boys for most of your time.

Today, however, you were with your friend Aisha, walking around the shops. She had to leave unexpectedly early, so you parted ways. You came into the house quietly, setting a few things as you silently made your way into the kitchen. It wasn’t actually your house, but you practically spent all of your time there anyways. You heard voices coming from the den. Though you knew it was wrong, you halted in announcing your arrival, choosing to listen in on what they seemed to be joking around about.

“Finally got ‘er off your back, huh mate?” You heard Tom’s voice, followed with joined laughter from everyone else. Your mind wandered, thinking maybe Harrison had a girl he was interested in, though he never brought that up, so you stayed quiet to hear more.

“Yeah. Out with Aisha or whatever.”

Your eyes widened as the realization dawned on you. You purse your lips and think not to assume anything just yet.

“That her only her friend?”

“Honestly,” Harrison laughs in agreement. “Mum said to be a good older brother but I’m tired of playing babysitter.” They all laugh again and you will yourself not to burst into anger — or worse: cry. “She’s gotta grow up or something.”

“Mate.” Tom snickers. “She needs a life. The boys are a tight circle; can’t let no baby sister in on that.”

“Yeah,” Harry’s voice pops in. “Who else would we spill disgusting secrets to?” They laugh seemingly in universal knowledge.

“Anyways,” Tom settles down. “Good thing we finally got the superior Osterfield alone, for once.”

You abandon your station near the kitchen door and speed walk out the other swing door. You pick your bags up quietly, making for a quick escape as your tears attempt the same. You’re almost done putting your shoes on when Sam comes down the stairs, brows furrowed while he wipes his damp hands on the front of the shirt. You curse in realizing he was probably in the bathroom.

“Y/N? Everything okay?”

“Uh…” You glance to the hallway that leads to the kitchen, wearily hoping nobody comes out. “Yeah, just uh… forgot I had to do something. I’ll see you later.”

You quickly make your way out of the house, shoving everything into your car while you can, starting the engine with great speed. Sam was in the middle of saying something else to you on your wait out, but he never got around to finishing because you were already out of the door.

He didn’t mention anything to the boys, trusting that you were okay and that you did actually have something to do.

That night, you tried not to cry yourself to sleep in your small apartment, one you shared with Aisha. When you woke the next morning, she wanted to go to the skating rink for some fun, so you agreed, eating breakfast before showering. You spent the entire day there, really, and let your phone in a rented locker, ignoring the texts from a few of the boys asking if you wanted to come over for a movie and some pizza.

When you did have the chance to reply — over five hours later — you gave them scarce replies in the main group chat, apologizing without much sorrow. From their end, they shook it off, knowing you probably just had other plans that specific day. The five of you were planning on going to the golfing course tomorrow, so you’d get time together then.

But they were wrong, because you cancelled on them, simply stating that “golf isn’t your mood, today.” They’d accepted that, but Harry knew that was bullshit, because half of the fun of golfing was competing with you.

They tried not to think much of your absence while they were on the field, but it was weird and awfully quiet without you. They’d figured it might be different throughout the week, but they were still wrong. You were with other people throughout the week while you could be, and it only made it worse for the boys because you were posting it all over your social media. Not in a flaunting manner, but just for the aesthetics. They didn’t find it very pleasing, though.

Harrison knew something was off, knew you didn’t normally just start ghosting people unless you had a real reason. He intended on figuring out what that reason was, and Tom was hell bent on learning it too. They drew up a plan to get you to come over, telling you they had a few of your missing things. You complied, figuring you’d have to face them at some point.

Strolling up to the house for the first time in ten days, you opened the door as casually as you could, only to be met with four pairs of eyes staring in your directions from seats in the open living room.

“Uhm,” You cleared your throat. “Where’s my stuff?” Tom wordlessly points to a bag on the head of the couch, and you pick it up wearily, sifting through it while you hummed. “Thanks, I’ll just take this and get out of your hair.”

“Well, wait-” Tom stands abruptly. “Why… why don’t you hang out for a bit?”

“I mean… do you want to?” The tone in which you speak catches him off guard for all of ten seconds before each of the boys are nodding their heads.

“Of course we do.” Harrison smiles and you nod wearily.

“Okay.”

However, you don’t make any move in settling down for the long run, and Tom huffs. “What’s going on here?”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re avoiding us!” Harry concludes. “Why?”

You clear your throat, looking at your feet while your tongue clicks. “I, uhm, I heard you guys talking the other day.”

Harrison raises his eyebrows as a silent message for you to elaborate a little.

“You said you were tired of babysitting me, so I gave you guys some space.” They all physically defeat and you begin to defend yourself. “I just thought it’s what you wanted! You don’t have to explain.” You’re unknowingly beginning to tear up, and they all know it before you do.

“I think we should talk.”

“No, I- uhm…” You glance out the window to your car. “I should really get going.”

“No!” Harry pleads with you. “We just… we miss you.”

You stop short in your tracks, turning around slowly. “Well I don’t really think you get to. Not after what I heard.”

“That’s not fair, Y/N/N, and you know it.” Harrison’s stern with you, and you can feel the tension beginning to set nicely like a creamer.

“None of this is really fair for me, so why should it be fair for you?” You point a finger up in their direction while you shrug offendedly. “I mean, if you’re gonna say one thing don’t act like you don’t mean it.”

“But we didn’t,” Harrison says.

“Really, we didn’t. It was a stupid thing to say.” Tom adds on.

“Yeah, we’d never say it knowing you were there.”

“Oh, but you’d say it if I wasn’t around?” You’re making this more difficult, you realize, but you don’t much care, because when feelings get hurt, things get difficult, and you’ve come to terms with that.

“That’s not what I meant.” Harrison crosses his arm.

“No, but that’s what you implied.” You jab him back with your next words.

“Stop making this hard.” He’s reminding you of what things were like when you were young and arguments were regular.

“I’m not the one that started this.” You huff angrily, hand finally gripping the handle of the front door, swinging it open and slamming it harshly with an “I’ll see you all around.”

Tom blinks, glancing to Harrison in question on what to do next. Harrison sighs and so does Harry.

“I saw her leaving that day she heard you guys.” Sam speaks calmly, almost nervously. “She was- uh… she was crying.” “Oh jesus.” Tom groans, hands running through his curls. “We made her cry, Haz.”

“I know, I know.” He speaks hastily. “C’mon, I know what to do.” He picks his coat up, opening the front door as the rest of the boys follow him out.

You’re coming home that night after spending the rest of your day at the country club with some friends. You’re alone, of course, expecting to eat dinner with Aisha, though the two of you normally dine separately because you’re always with the boys and she’s always with her girlfriend. Things are different now, though.

As you open the door to your flat, you expect to find it dark and empty, but you’re met with your favorite take out meal and four very sorry boys, a large teddy bear sitting on the couch for you. You drop your bags and glance at each of them.

“What’s all this?”

“We’re really, really, really sorry.” Harrison steps forward with an apologetic smile and three DVD disks in his hands, all of your favorite movies. “But me especially. I love having you around… even if you are my baby sister.” You slap his arm playfully and he laughs. You let a smile creep onto your face at his demeanor. “We really missed you this past week.”

You nodded, fiddling with your fingers. “It just… hurt. You broke the one rule I thought…. The rule I thought we all swore to keep.”

“I know.” He sighs, looking at the boys as everyone says it simultaneously. “The circle before yourself.”

You’d seemingly all established it during your first all-nighter as a group of five. You vowed to put them before your own silly ego or public facade. Obviously, some things are harder for others.

“Can you ever forgive me?”

“Can you ever forgive us?” Tom speaks up, eyes deep.

You smile softly, voice laced with feelings. “Of course I can.” You don’t miss the smiles that break out onto their faces, and when everyone comes in for a group hug, they know things are going to be okay.

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