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mrsvalentinefucker1 · 3 months

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Catholic Priest! Medic x Fem!reader smut

!It’s 4 am. So there is probably grammar mistakes and sentences that don’t make sense but it’s tumblr so. !

You had been harboring sins you weren’t even sure the priest would even care to hear. Though there was two main priests, you always took a preference to Father Ludwig.

Father Mick wasn’t bad but for some reason Father Ludwig always occupied your attention.

You hated to admit it but you had definitely had some.. unpleasant thoughts of Father Ludwig. Thoughts that an active child of god should never have of someone from the church.

You hated to have them but you couldn’t help it, Father Ludwig was so charismatic, passionate and even though it was his duty.. he listened to everything you had to say.

You decided you had to absolutely confess these sinful thoughts to Father Mick.

You marched down to the church, slid open the curtain and sat in the confession booth.

“Father please forgive me for I have sinned.”

The man didn’t respond, but you knew it was safe to speak

“I’ve been having lustfull thoughts. I don’t know how to stop.. I feel so much for this person but he is a member of the church. I know as a child of god I should never have these thoughts but I can’t help it..”

“Who is it?” The man spoke back

You paused “Father Ludwig.”

“My child, why do you think telling me this is going to fix anything?”

“If I confess than god can help me forget all of these sinful things.”

“You will never be free from sinful thoughts. The important part is that you repent of having them in the first place..and especially that you don’t tell the one you’ve been fantasizing about, your thoughts on them.”

Your heart sank.

“Father Ludwig?”

“Yes my child?”

“I’m so sorry. I had no ide-“

The curtain slid open as the tall man looked down at you.

“Father?”

“Yes my child?”

“Please..” you looked down at the priests growing tent in his pants and then at your feet “don’t look at me like that.. you don’t know how much of an effect it has on me”

“Your sins, they are between you and god. Not me and you, you know that right?”

“Of course I do.”

“So, technically speaking you can sin as much as you want and as long as you repent, you will be fine.”

You looked back up at him “what does that mean?”

The priest grabbed your wrist and forced you to stand.

“Y/n, what did these thoughts consist of?” He held your hands in front of your chest

“Father I can’t tell-“

“Tell me. A man of the church is directly giving you that order.”

“Yes Father” you looked down and took a deep breath “I have thoughts of you taking my virginity- in the confession booth..” you looked up to see his cold gaze “I don’t want to have these thoughts but I do.”

“Interesting.”

You looked into the man’s eyes for a second until he turned you around, pressing your chest and face against the confession booths hard surface.

“Y/n, promise me you’ll repent after this.”

Your heart was racing “I- I promise”

Father Ludwig held your arms behind your back with one hand as he used the other to undo his zipper. Taking his growing cock out of his pants and pumping it a few times.

You looked back for a second until he shoved your head back into it’s previous place

He lifted the ankle length skirt you had on up to your waist and peeled back your soaked Lacie panties.

“My. How could a child of god have such filthy thoughts..” he said as he began to slid the tip of his cock up and down your wet folds.

“Please..”

“With time you will get your reward. Patients my child.”

You only whined at his words. Your heart pounding and your face burning. You grinded against his throbbing cock as he slid it up to your hole before he slipped only the head in.

You winced. The pain was already too much

“It will hurt.. but trust me, okay?”

“I trust you Father.”

“Good girl.”

He began to massage your clit while rocking his hips back and forth until you were able to take the whole head of his cock into your tight pussy

Ludwig moaned in pleasure and so did you.

You began grinding onto his cock, begging for him to slip more of himself into you.

“I can only imagine how long you’ve been thinking of this moment. Tell me Y/n, how long has this been a dream for you?”

“Ever since I began coming to this church.. as soon as I saw you look at me during prayer”

He remembered that moment quite well, he was admiring you and you just so happened to link eyes with him. Never in a million years did you or him think it would lead to this moment.

“Please. More..”

Ludwig chuckled as he gripped your hips with both of his large hands and forced his entire cock into your cunt. A little bit of blood seeping out as he did so. Your head shot up from the sudden pain but quickly subsided when he started massaging your clit again.

“What a naughty girl, Y/n”

You moaned shamelessly into your arm as he began pounding into your wet pussy. Your eyes crossed and your mind was in the sky, you could barely make out what he was saying from the searing pleasure you were feeling. You were sure your legs would give out from how rough he was fucking you.

The priest grabbed your throat, holding you to his chest as he whispered into your ear.

“I hope you’re enjoying this Y/n”

You nodded the best you could “I- I am!”

He chuckled “good girl”

The man began toying with your clit once more

“I’m close sweetheart.. are you?”

You nodded as you bit your lip.

“F-fuck! Yes.. please.. gonna cu- uhm”

He began fucking you harder than before. Your cunt began tightening around him as he gripped your hips and throat harder. You were sure you were going to pass out as your orgasm hit you. Your legs gave out and you were grasping at his hand around your constricted airway

The man let out a deep moan as he finished deep inside of your virgin womb

He let go of you and fixed himself up. He liked the state you were in after he had his way with you. He pulled your panties back up as his cum seeped through them. Then pulled your skirt down. He opened the confession booths curtain only to be met by Father Mick. A visible tent in his pants from what he had heard.

“Not very godly to be doing this in the church Father Ludwig.”

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poppadom0912 · 10 months

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Gymnastics

Characters: Jay Halstead x Sibling!Reader, Will Halstead x Sibling!Reader

Warnings: Annoying girls, incorrect gymnastics, incorrect justice system, injuries, drugs, blood etc.

Summary: Today was your time to shine but someone just had to ruin it.

A/N: Hello, hello, hello. So it’s been a month since I last updated but i am officially back in business now that all my exams are over and education is done till September. I will be much more consistent in my writing now that I’ve got so much free time but I can’t promise much because my inspiration is still haywire.

I have never once seen gymnastics competitively and google was no help in the legal department so I apologise for any mistakes in advance. But I do hope you enjoy this!!

I also wrote this on my phone so there will probably be several mistakes.

"Are you sure blue's my colour?" You asked with uncertainty, smoothing down non-existent creases in your leotard. Last night, you were more than confident that everything was going to be perfect but now that you were standing in front of a mirror in the dressing room, you were starting to second guess yourself.

"Girl, that teal blue and your luscious red locks are a match made in heaven!" You best friend scoffed, a smile on her face as she looked at you incredulously, shocked that you were even doubting your appearance in the first place.

Tilting your head to the side, you hummed. She was right, you looked great and boy were you glad you got the good looking genes from your family.

Unfortunately for everyone today, Will and Jay couldn't make it because of work and you immediately understood. Being an ER doctor and a detective in Chicago was a big job in itself so when they sat you down the other night and remorsefully explained, you knew you'd be by yourself.

But, you had Emily and she'd been by your side every step of the way. gymnastics was actually how the two of you met. You were there on your own free will, her mother was forcing her but after sharing that class when you were five, you'd been as thick as thieves, even when she quit and started volleyball.

"I'm sorry that Jay and Will couldn't be here." Emily said, standing next to you, helping fix your hair when your were struggling to keep your baby hairs down. "But, I'm recording everything so they don't need to worry-"

Emily cut herself off, her eyes wide as she looked in the mirror that the two of you were standing in front of. Confused, your followed her gaze and the biggest smile broke out on your face.

Whipping your head around, you looked at your two idiots dumbfounded. What the hell were they doing here? Most importantly, how did they get in?

"What are you guys doing here?" You asked still shocked, going up to them and wrapping your arms around them individually. It was only now you also noticed they were in their normal day to day clothes-

Nevermind. You could see Will's doctor ID sticking out his pocket with his wallet and phone and Jay's badge and gun was secured on his belt.

"Did you just come from work? Why?" You asked again, your brows furrowed as you stepped back.

"You think we'd miss this?" Will asked rhetorically, holding his hand out for you to stop when you opened your mouth to reply. "It's a rhetorical question Y/N, of course we'd be here."

"Getting today off was easy." Jay shrugged, his lips tugging up into a smirk as he finally addressed your sparkly blue leotard. "You look great."

You rolled your eyes, swatting his hand away from touching your shoulder. You did not need him getting glitter everywhere now at all times.

"You know what, how about you guys go find your seats so I can finish getting ready in peace?" You said snarkily, walking towards your bag for your water bottle and your phone.

"You sure?" Will asked, wanting to make sure you had everything you wanted and needed. If you really wanted to be alone then they'd grant you that.

"Yeah." You nodded, gesturing for Emily to join your brothers. "The competitions about to start soon anyways."

Emily nodded without any reluctancy, having spent the entire morning with you. Bouncing on her toes, she was a ball of excitement. With a quick and brief hug, letting your brothers do the same, she showed them to their seats.

"Break a leg kid!" Jay smiled, wishing you the best of luck so that you could win the competition you'd been dreaming of.

"Don't listen to him, do anything but break your leg." Will tsked, pushing Jay out the changing room. "Good luck and kick their asses."

"Don't swear!"

"Jay! Let's move!"

Their arguing slowly faded away. You laughed, shaking your head at your stupid older brothers shenanigans because even though they were acting like a bunch of five year olds, they still managed to show up and now doubt, they were going to show out with their encouraging cheers.

"Where's it gone?" You whispered to yourself, emptying your duffle bag into the bench, all of its contents falling out, everything but your water bottle and your flask.

It'd become a thing since you started gymnastics. You always had a water bottle and a flask with a drink that usually had electrolytes to help you before, after and in-between. You swear your packed your bag this money, you triple checked with a checklist and everything.

Grumbling under your breath, you were stretching your arm out to grab your phone and text whichever brother was higher up your contacts so one of them could get your liquids but you stopped yourself upon the dressing room door being pushed open.

"What do we have here? If it isn't my favourite gymnast, Y/N Halstead."

Kelly-Marie was your all time nemesis since you started preschool. You weren't too sure how it all started out but you couldn't really care less. No matter how you acted, nice or horrible towards her, she was keen on making your life a living hell in and out of school.

Rolling your eyes, your swallowed back any snarky remark and remained crossed legged on the cold floor. Boredly, you looked up at her through your lashes, not wanting to waste any time of day on her because a minute was too precious for her.

"What do you want Kelly?" You asked, looking up at her briefly before going back to your phone to continue doing what you planned on doing.

"I just came to do two things, so simple even a raccoon could do it." She smiled, her hands behind her back obviously holding something.

Once again, you held back from replying, instead biting your tongue so hard that you could probably draw blood but the annoying voices of your brothers telling your off for hurting yourself if what stopped you.

"Good luck Halstead." She said smugly, her ivy green leotard sparkly under the lights on the changing room. "May the best gymnast win."

From behind her back, she pulled out two very familiar looking bottles causing your brows to furrow in confusion and curiosity. How the hell did she get her hands on your things?

Cautiously, you took your bottles from her hands, setting it down on the bench. Now that you were standing up, you were now chest to chest and thank goodness you didn't inherit your mother's height. You got your height from your brothers which meant you were taller than Kelly, you could look down at her a little. Such a small notion putting you on a higher pedestal than her.

"I'll see you on that podium Kelly." You replied calmly, not letting yourself get worked up over her. You weren't going to get someone as petty as her ruin your day.

Sashaying her hips, she walked away, her dirty blonde hair yet to be put into its bun that Kelly wore.

Burning holes into the back of her head, you gulped down your drink, the fact that Kelly found it and willingly gave it back to you on her own accord going over your head.

*****

Despite her name being Kelly-Marie, her surname was Ainsley which meant she went before you. You had mixed feelings. Her going first meant she would be hard to beat since she set an expectation for the rest of the competitors but it also gave you time to judge and compare your routine to hers.

And you could proudly say that when she finished, you were only filled with more confidence.

Bouncing on your toes, you blew out several puffs of air, smiling at your three supporters who were sitting next to you, keeping you company before it was your turn.

Both your water and drink was half finished and it it wasn't for Will who said you'd need to go toilet once it was your go that stopped you.

You didn't want to mention that you were starting to feel light headed, you could feel beads of sweat also starting to collect on your forehead because you'd have an entire doctor assessing you for problems which you obviously didn't have, you were just nervous and needed to win this; you wanted to win this so badly ever since the prime age of five.

Ignoring Kelly's haughty laugh as she skipped away to her filthy rich parents, you rolled your shoulders back so they wouldn't be so tense.

"Alright squirt, go show em what you got." Jay massaged your shoulders from behind you, bending down so he could speak in your ear alike to a coach. Speaking of your coach, she was rounding the rest of the girls from the changing rooms so they could watch you light up the room.

"Wooo! Go Y/N!" Your brothers shouted in sync, clapping as you got onto the mats once your name was called out. You sent them a bright smile, chuckling at your short best friend who was jumping up and down in encouragement.

Inhaling deeply, your swatted away the nagging voice at the back of your head telling you to sit down. Your hands felt clammy which was very unlike you and your throat felt weird.

Despite feeling fully hydrated, the room started to move, colours and people meshing together but that all went away with aggressively rubbing your eyes.

With your songs slowly bleeding out of the speakers, the mats vibrating coursing through your body, you swallowed back your desperate need to throw up. What the hell was wrong with you?

Not giving it another thought, the only thing on your mind being that you crushed this competition, you mumbled a quick prayer under your breath and the floor was all yours.

Your flips and rolls all started off perfectly precise. Your talent mixed with your red hair and blue costume was so mesmerising to watch from a distance, the whistles and encouraging shouts only proving so.

It was now that time in your routine that you got onto the balance beam, one of your favourite things to do whether you were upright or upside down but you felt less than excited to get on. Something was definitely wrong.

Jay and Will noticed it straight away. The way you faltered, swaying once you attempted to stand up straight with your shoulders back but from afar, they could only speculate on your wellbeing.

But then, despite you endless efforts to remain upright and continue on, you fell.

Now, the fall was from a big height but hitting your head on the beam and landing awkwardly on your foot caused you some damage.

Gasps echoed across the hall, everyone either on their feet or in their chairs, mouths agape at the sight of your limpy body falling onto the mats.

Without a second thought, your two brothers, who had been on their feet through the entire routine you attempted to finish, were apologising while they squeezed their way out the row of seats, running down the small steps and straight towards you.

Getting onto his knees, Will knelt by your side, his hands going to your pulse point on your neck, sighing in slight relief when it was there but it was weak.

On instinct, Will relayed everything he did aloud, not realising that he was actually doing it. Luckily for him, it allowed for Jay to be kept in the loop even if he didn't understand quite a few of the words that he was hearing. Also, no one from the public could hear so that too worked in their favour.

Putting his ear close to your nose, Will held his own breath while he waited for yours. It came out occasionally, along with the unsteady rise and fall of your chest but you were breathing.

Somewhat happy at his findings, Will began rubbing your sternum, the glitter feeling like sandpaper against his fingers and knuckles. It was only when you groaned, eyes still screwed shut that Will stopped.

"Y/N, can you hear me?" Will asked, not fazed by the blood coating his fingers when he checked the back of your head. "You with us sweetheart?"

"I'm calling it in." Jay said once he saw that you were bleeding from your head, even if you weren't, he wasn't going to take any chances.

"What's wrong? Is she okay?" Emily stood a metre or two away from your unconscious body. She desperately wanted to hold your hand but didn't want to be in the way. Her eyes widened at the sight of blood seeping from your hair and onto the blue mats. All of a sudden, she was assuming the worst.

With his hand back on your sternum, trying to wake you up properly, Will looked over his shoulder only to find an anxiety ridden Emily. "Hey, Emily, can your breath for me?"

"Um, yeah." She licked her lips, nodding repeatedly as she did so. "I'm okay, what do you need?"

"Can you check her bag? See if she ate something off or if she took something." Will hated the words that rolled off his tongue so easily but he had to tick all the boxes.

"Yeah, I can do that." Emily nodded again, taking small steps backwards, taking one last good look at you before rushing off towards all your belongings.

Your mumbles were basically incoherent, your lips too heavy to move but the words you were trying to make out caught the attention of both your brothers, their heads snapping up to yours.

"And there she is." Will said with a smile, relieved that you were no conscious. "Jay, keep her head straight, who knows if she's got a spinal injury."

"I thought you could check for that in the field?" Jay asked, swearing that he remembered Will telling him something along those lines one night.

Will rolled his eyes. "I can but I don't want to risk anything, it can be done at the hospital."

"She's definitely broken her foot." Will winced, gently feeling around for anymore broken bones, trying to see if you hurt yourself more than what they could see.

There weren't any signs but somehow, it was either the experienced doctor or the experienced brother but Will knew what was about to happen.

"Move her onto her side." Will rushed out, moving you along with Jay as fast as possible. With no argument, Jay listened to his older brother and within seconds, you were throwing up.

"She's ingested something." Will said lowly, rubbing circles into your breath as you finished up.

Before Jay could reply, Emily came running back with your two bottles in hand. "We ate brunch at our usual place and these are the only thing she's had since then." She said, gesturing to the two bottles in her hand.

Without a second thought, Jay shared a look with Will who nodded, silently telling him he had it from here. Getting back onto his feet, Jay told Emily to keep those bottles with her unless he told her to let go.

"Alright, listen up!" Jay shouted, not bothered that his voice echoed throughout the hall. "No one leaves! And I don't care what it is or who you are, no one means no one!"

Even if Jay wasn't a detective, he very easily would've spotted the family of three trying to escape from the corner of his eyes. "Excuse me! Did you hear nothing I said?!"

The family of three all halted, turning back one by one to glare at Jay because who was he to tell them what they could and couldn't do.

"Well, excuse me but just who do you think you are?" The woman replied. She had on heels and was wearing a black and green pantsuit, matching with her husband and her daughter. "Do you have any idea who we are?"

Jay rolled his eyes, he really wasn't in the mood. "No, i don't know who you are and I really don't care either."

"Watch your tone young man!" The woman tsked, scolding him like he was her child. "You have no right to hold us against our will."

Not wanting to hear the woman's whiny voice continue scolding him, Jay wasted no time unclipping his badge and showing it right to her face.

"Detective Jay Halstead, badge number 51163 with the intelligence unit.” Jay said with ease, almost robotically with a straight face, his lips curling into a smirk at the speechless family. "Once again I want to reiterate, no one leaves."

"Jay! The paramedics are here!"

*****

Without asking, once the paramedics arrived and saw the Halstead brothers, there were no questions asked about going to Med. Before they left, intelligence rolled onto the scene.

The details had been kept light and for a good reason. All Jay needed to say was that he possibly caught something and he needed someone, probably Voight but everyone ended up coming after hearing Jay needed help.

Walking into the hall, only now did they remember why Jay asked for today off and it was like a scene out of a movie when they all entered the competition hall.

You were being put onto the stretcher and wheeled away, Will telling Jay he was going with and he could come with them.

Despite his heart urging for him to follow his two siblings, Jay insisted on staying so he could hand everything over and as soon as he was done, he'd be over at Med.

Explaining the situation, Jay took the two bottles from Emily, putting them in an evidence bag before telling your best friend to go with Kim who was going to take her statement.

It took ten minutes max for Jay to relay everything he knew to Voight before he was being forced away. Family meant everything and even if you weren't blood you might as well have been.

At Med

"Alright, talk to me Courtney- Will?" Maggie cut herself off, walking besides the stretcher even as she stared at the doctor in shock. "What are you doing here on your day off-"

Once again, Maggie cut herself off, glitter catching her attention. Looking down, Maggie was shocked to find the youngest Halstead semi-unconscious.

With a knowing glance, Maggie shouted for any free doctor roaming around the ED which just so happened to be Connor. "Rhodes! With me in three."

With plenty of ease, everyone helped transferring you onto the gurney. Will extensively explained how you got your injury and the aftermath, only mentioning all the medical details, leaving out the very large blanks.

Allowing Connor to do his job, Will stood back and prayed that you'd come out alright. In his mind, you had an amazing success rate but it was the brother in him that made him think otherwise.

*****

With you still unconscious, Will forced Jay to leave and go back to where the competition was being held. He promised the second you woke up, Jay would be his first call.

The entire unit was still at the centre, questioning everyone. Antonio was currently talking to a very angry Mrs Ainsley.

"Emily's going to go the Med with her mum, I've got everything I need from her." Kim said, approaching Jay as soon as he entered the hall. "Took Y/N's bag and all her stuff to forensics."

Jay hummed, clenching and unclenching his jaw as his eyes remained glued to the three member Ainsley family. "Will said they'd get a toxicology report."

"That's good." Kim said, pressing her lips together as she looked at her colleague apprehensively. "How is she?"

"Unconscious." Jay kept it short, not wanting to think about you lying in a hospital bed. "Will wouldn't let me stay, annoying bastard."

Kim smiled, walking with Jay further into the hall. Before she could comment about how Will was only being any ordinary older sibling, she was stopped by a furious yell.

All eyes turned immediately to the rich woman who had now lost all composure. Kelly-Marie stood boredly in her leotard still, arms crossed as she waited without a care in the world.

Jay had been on the receiving ends of your rants way too many times - he's lost count at this point - but he clearly remembers several of them being about one person in particular.

"Kelly Ainsley?" Jay called out the teenager, stepping towards her, making sure his badge was on show along with his holstered gun that he completely forgot to take off.

"It's Kelly-Marie." The blonde sassily corrected him, looking him up and down with lots of judgement. "Who's asking?"

"Detective Halstead, Y/N's brother remember?" Jay asked rhetorically. "I've seen you around quite a lot. You've been in the same team as Y/N since you started."

No one was going to point it out but Kelly-Marie visibly gulped, her posture changing at the mention of being your older brother. Not only did she remember him but she heard things about the older Halstead brothers, she knew to be wary.

"Kelly, I've got some questions for you."

*****

When you woke up, you couldn't remember a thing. You recalled the competition and you remembered your name being called but that was it, after that, it's all murky and hazy.

Groggily you sat up, wincing at the pain shooting through your body, coming from no place in particular. What the hell happened?

Looking down, you found your hair had been taken out of its tight ponytail and your hair fell freely down your shoulders. You were also dressed in a hospital gown, your teal blue leotard probably cut up in a bin bag somewhere.

Confusion flooded you. Why were you all alone? Not that it hurt not seeing your brothers glued to the chairs by your bedside but you were genuinely curious about their whereabouts.

Before you could press the button to call for a nurse, the curtains were pulled opened and you never felt more relief than you did now.

The first person you saw was Will who did a double take upon seeing you awake, alert and sitting perfectly upright.

"Hey, how you feeling sweetheart?" He smiled at you, coming to your side to gently pull you into a hug, pressing the lightest but a very meaningful kiss into your hairline. "You gave us a scare y'know?"

You winced. "Yeah, about that, what happened?"

"You don't remember?" Will pulled back, looking down at you in concern but for some reason, he didn't seem surprised.

"Um, I remember getting ready and going onto the mats when my name got called but its all fuzzy after that." You said, squinting your eyes as you tried your hardest to try and remember but it only sent a wave of pain to course through your head.

"Yeah, let's not do any of that." Will said, grimacing when you winced through the pain, squeezing his hand as tight as you could without breaking any bones.

"Emily and her mom will be back tomorrow." Jay said, his badge now hanging from his neck. His eyes were on his watch as he walked into the treatment room. "Voight and Antonio are with the Ainsley's."

"The Ainsley's? What did they do?" You asked, genuinely wanting to know what a horrible person like Kelly-Marie and her parents had to do with all of this.

"Y/N." Jay said breathlessly, like all the breath had been knocked out his lungs. He'd never felt more relieved ever in his life than he did right now. "Thank goodness you're awake, we were so worried."

"Okay yeah, I get it. You were worried about me but what about the Ainsley's?" You waved off your brothers concern, curious to what happened to your long time nemesis and her parents.

Will and Jay shared a look, having a silent conversation with merely their eyes. It was something they always did when it regarded you and you always hated it. Even as you got older, they never stopped.

"Y/N, you were drugged." Will told you straight, deciding that beating around the bush would be useless.

Your lips formed on o shape, nothing coming out as you sat in shock. Trying to retain the very short and simple words, you looked at your brothers back and forth until it all dawned on you.

"It was my bottle, wasn't it?" You asked in realisation of when you could've taken any drugs. "What was it?"

Jay looked hesitant to answer you but knew you wouldn't let up. Holding your hand in his, allowing you to squeeze as hard as you wanted, he told you as gently as he could.

"GHB." Jay said grimly, looking at you closely for your reaction. "It's also called the date rape drug."

You felt like being sick.

“Wow.” You breathed out. For a second, you forgot how to breathe. “I know we hate each other but…”

You struggled to find the words, mouth agape as you looked at your brothers back and forth dumbfounded.

Finally, you set your eyes on Jay and asked. “What’s going to happen to her?”

Jay swallowed harshly, you could tell from how his adams apple moved and how tense his jaw was. His eyes met Wills for a few brief seconds before looking back down at yours.

“The most that we can legally do is charge her as a minor. We can request for things such as community service and probation if jail doesn’t stick.” Jay told you carefully, unsure of how you were going to react. “Her parents are rich and have a lot of influence but we’ll be pushing hard, don’t you worry.”

You hummed, fully understanding the means Jay was willing to go through just for you. You couldn’t help but feel guilt but you also couldn’t help the tears of anger that began to blur your vision.

“Hey, hey. It’s all going to be fine, alright?” Will said, squeezing your hand three times before lowering the bedside barriers and sitting besides your legs. “No matter what happens we’re always here and-“

“And worse case scenario, we just happen to know tons of people who are willing to do a favour or two if we need them.” Jay smirked, cutting of Will’s thoughtful words with his own that hinted as illegal violent behaviour.

“Jay, you are literally in my ER. Don’t even try it.” Will said with the smallest smile on his face while trying to sound serious. The threat was very clearly implicated though when Jay held his hands up in surrender.

“Okay but Y/N, let me remind you that Hank Voight is my boss-“

“Jay!”

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thefirsthogokage · 11 months

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Some helpful writing/acting advice:

[Image IDs: two tweets from Avishai (@/avishaiw) from June 18th, 2023 that read:

Years ago, I was at a one man show whose second half was a seminar on how to do physical comedy. The guy made a point I never forgot:

How do you play a drunk character? By acting like you’re desperate to convince everyone you’re sober.

A recent movie with a depressed main character who’s played as consistently gloomy, without any false front, has me thinking about this

/End ID]

[Image ID: tweet from Jessica Ellis (@/baddestmamajama) from June 18th, 2023 that reads:

Yup, this is an early acting lesson. Never play bored by acting bored, play it like you’re trying to find something to do and being thwarted

/End ID]

As much as I now hate Whedon and Nathan Fillion (for being willing to work with Whedon in a heartbeat, even after EVERYTHING, just because he never saw it), Whedon aslo gave Fillion some helpful advice about playing bad guys: Bad guys can't think they're bad guys. They have to think they are doing the right thing.

Oh wait more:

[Image ID: the first tweet is quoted by Anosognosiogenesis (@/pookleblinky> from June 18th, 2023 that reads:

Similarly: how do you play a mindbogglingly stupid character? Act like you're the world's smartest man

/End ID]

I would argue that some characters know that they lack more intellect and that those characters would need to be written and played differently.

Oh look, here's another helpful take on playing dumb from the quote tweets:

[Image ID: a Quote tweet from Matt McIver (@/mamikgibar) from June 18tu, 2023 that reads:

You don’t play cold, you play trying like hell to get warm. Evergreen advice.

Also people make a mistake playing “dumb” characters. You have to play either a) the constant fight to figure out what’s going on or 2) the utter (incorrect) confidence you know everything.

/End ID]

And back to a quote tweet about acting drunk:

[Image ID: A Quote Tweet from @/LouisatheLast from the same day as everything else that reads:

This is great acting advice, and so is the direction I got once on acting convincingly very drunk in a scene: “your goal is to get horizontal.” Not just stumble around aimlessly, but be actively trying to lie down on the nearest surface

/End ID]

#goddamn im tires #acting advice #acting tips #writing advice #writing tips

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Your post is such a relief to read, though. Admittedly, I always tend to rewatch his "flirting scenes", because I'm torn on the intention. They first come across as "Okay, we need our Tom Cruise wanna-be to say something sexy and lighthearted. It'll make the dudebros happy." But I sit with it and I think, "That doesn't add up. Other main characters are thoughtfully put together with very carefully planned dialogue... what are they doing?"

And in EVERY instance, I realise that Leon sounds so gross and off putting in these scenes, not because of bad writing, but because it's a commentary on his self worth. He settles for superficial, fast "connections" because he thinks he can never handle something deeper. Doing that would mean making Leon vulnerable in a way he's likely never been before. And most of his subjects can smell it a mile off, which is why it rarely (almost never) actually works for him.

I'm a new fan and I've felt crazy for thinking this. The only popular iterations I've seen are either:

"Leon's a super suave hot guy that every woman and her mother wants to sleep with." (Extremely untrue lmfao)

and

"Leon actually never flirts at all, because he's incapable of being complex and having negative personality traits and mistakes." (Why do so many fans hate nuance!?)

to be 100% completely fair, i do think that there is some element of "appease the dudebros" behind leon hitting on women. there's also an element of "leon hit on hunnigan and looked up ada's dress in RE4 so we need to keep that part of his personality going because people loved RE4 so much" also as well.

but by the time infinite darkness came out, that's not really a thing anymore. ID was more or less an advertisement for RE4make -- and all that gross shit got pulled out of RE4make and replaced by a fairy tale romance with ashley.

so what gives re: shen may?

and that is where, i think, the intention of making him a shitty loser who acts as a homewrecker because he's too lonely and hates himself too much to care comes in. it wasn't originally the intention behind leon dragging his dick up and down the halls of every installment, but that's what it became after capcom did a comprehensive overhaul of his character and set the direction for him more clearly.

it feels really obvious to me that capcom has wanted to make leon's character more consistent and make more sense without getting rid of his original core traits. keeping his scumminess is part of that -- it's just been reframed and re-contextualized.

it also ties back into the concept of "leon is actually truly an extrovert who's been coerced into the lifestyle of an introvert, which makes him miserable." he needs to be with/around other people, and he needs some form of intimacy in his life, but he can't get too deep into any of that for a number of various reasons.

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Hi girl hope youre doing well but you know an idea came to me when i recently decided to re-read 'the wayne family adventures' and i was thinking that well joker is batmans greatest enemy even if he doesnt think so and i thoght that joker could have a little 'family' as well which you know consists of harley quinn bringing home two certain twins after finding them alone (like maybe lila kicked them out for the night) roaming around on her favorite circus

id really apreciate if you could write how that would play out and how the 'family' would react to jeremiah having a harley quinn type girlfriend

Thank you :)

Hello! Sure! Sorry if it took me a while to write it. 😓

New addition

Pairing: Joker X Reader, Harley Quinn X Reader, Jerome Valeska X Reader, Jeremiah Valeska X Reader

Warnings: fluff?

Words: 664

Summary: in the request

Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English.

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Just like Gotham's most famous family, the Wayne's, the clowns.. Joker and Harley Quinn also had their own, formed after Harley kidnapped two ginger-haired twins one night when she went to see a show at her favourite circus, the 'Haly's Circus'.

She found them near the woods in the cold and decided to take them with her, raising them as her own until they came of age and left the house, continuing to create chaos in Gotham City while always showing up at the family reunions that Harley and Jeremiah were so fond of.

There was something different at that dinner though, because for the first time there were not just six of them, counting Harley's two hyenas too, but seven because Jeremiah was bringing someone with him to introduce to the parents who had raised him.

They were all waiting at the table when Jeremiah walked in holding an arm around the hips of a cheerful and joyful girl, her y/h/c hair was pulled back into two braids and her eyes were y/e/c, she was wearing jeans of two colours: green and purple and a large shirt with a Batman symbol with a red 'X' on it, her makeup wasn't that heavy but she had smudged black eye shadow and her lip gloss was cherry colour; she let Jeremiah move her chair and hung up her coat after surviving the initial reaction of everyone in the family.

Harley

Harley was the first to react, she was already so pumped when she heard that there was going to be an addition and she couldn't wait to find out who it was, that's why when she heard the door open and heard footsteps approaching she immediately stood up smiling crazily, jumping up and down and then hugging Jeremiah as a greeting asking him a thousand questions without even listening to all the answers because she was already focused on someone else..which was Y/n, she almost jumped into her arms as she hugged her, happy to be reciprocated and talking to her at the same time as her saying more or less the same things before being interrupted by the Joker

Joker

He was quite doubtful and uninterested when he heard that Jeremiah was bringing someone with him to their family dinner.

But when he saw Y/n he was vaguely surprised noticing almost immediately the resemblance between her and his Harley, not finding it a bad thing though; he stood up after Harley continued to insist that he get up, managing that way to get the woman to stop talking and allowing him to study Y/n better by asking her quick questions receiving quick answers that made a satisfied smile appear on his face "you...I like you, pumpkin...and I like your shirt" Harley smiled happily leaning against Joker as she continued to look at Jeremiah and Y/n.

Jerome

He was quite surprised when he found out about his twin's new girlfriend but he was even more pleasantly surprised at the sight of Y/n as soon as he saw her, he slowly got up from the table taking her hand and kissing it as he looked into her eyes and smiled mischievously "doll..." he didn't have time to say anything else because Jeremiah moved her against him narrowing his eyes at his twin "do I need to remind you that she's with me, Jerome?"

Bud and Lou

The two hyenas had remained on their own until Jeremiah and Y/n arrived, in that moment they stood up and walked over to the new stranger ignoring Jeremiah's presence and focused gaze on them, even Harley and Joker stood still watching, smiling in surprise as soon as they saw the two hyenas jump on Y/n while laughing crazily as they licked her face to say welcome as she cuddled them like they were puppies or kittens smiling brightly and giggling softly "Well…hello to you two too!".

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knize-strachkvas · 1 year

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so under the influence of local anaesthetics and pretty strong painkillers, i made the very questionable decision to watch fantasy boys. it was a mistake and you're going to suffer with me.

first things first. i dont think the editing is bad? surprisingly it doesn't look like they are trying to evil edit some trainees? which is surprising and it also shows how low the bar is lmao (im looking at you mnet).

the first two eps were okay. they showed a lot of performances without evil editing them that much? i hated the way they made myungjae look incompetent but he was the only one used for the drama value? i think? as i said i was not really focused while i was watching it lol. also the way they sorted them to the grades using the id card was very dramatic and i like the idea

the most questionable thing is the dorm situation. that one trainee saying it look like the squid game room was not far from the truth lmao. them sleeping in one big room is just creepy, especially when they don't really switch the light off during the night in the halls?? i would not be able to fall asleep in such an open space. and them having to spend their free time there? nope NOPE :D

their idea for the visual battle was cool. them knowing only the visual concept and choosing without knowing the song was evil. and the songs seemed equally impactful. whoever chose them did a good job.

now the participants. maybe im just way too old but why does it seems like the majority of the trainees have an extremely huge ego? i know that this is survival show and pretending you are better than you actually are and creating an interesting persona is literally part of their job but boiiiii its so annoying? i have zero interest in stanning a 15yo who thinks they're best at absolutely everything while lacking a basic human decency. idk im just not vibing with this attitude. most of the teams had very bad teamwork bc they are all self-centric and not able to cooperate with the rest of the team. they are all there to become a part of a boy group. that's literally an endless group project where you need to be in close proximity with your teammates 24/7. sounds like hell but as far as i know they all went there willingly.

mentioning annoying participants, it's time for the defenestration team, also known as the participants somebody should throw out of the window as the human garbage they are. the honourable members of this excellent team are the stealer team (except for ivan, ling qi and wooseok) and ksoul. the stealer team is here for obvious reasons. they are a bunch of xenophobic idiots. yes, if you're already debuted idol in korea and you can't speak korean at all - that would be a problem. but neither of the chinese boys was already debuted idols and they still have time to perfect their korean. they were just a bunch of insecure meanies who were jealous that some foreign kids were better than them. and with ksoul. god, i can't stand the kid. well....kid. uhm how old is he really? that's the real question here lmao. anyway, ksoul is an annoying, arrogant and self-centred jerk that does not have an ounce of will to cooperate in his body. that boy is not fit to be in a boy group consisting of 12 members. he needs to be permanently the centre of attention, being the best and not having any competition. having him in a team would be a punishment to the rest of the team.

other trainees i would love to talk about santa and yacht (no i will not call him yaya). wabi sabi what the actual fuck. why. i have so many questions. (ksoul immediately knowing who they are was the only funny thing ksoul did on that show). with santa, i kinda get it. he is good, his skills on the same level as some of the other trainees and there is a potential for him to blend together perfectly. but yacht? he is the oldest here and his skills are lacking in every way possible. i read somewhere that yacht is there just to accompany santa and that sounds about right to me. them leading the global voting even before the 1st ep airing just showed that having a solid fanbase (consisting mainly of bl fans) can do a lot. the ranking was not deserved at ALL, especially yacht's. (would also like to mention that being on a survival show and having to communicate constantly in a language you're not familiar with is hard and all the foreign trainees are brave for going for it. the stealer team situation just proves it. and the fact that they actually show it there is a miracle.)

right now (ep4) this is my top 12. surprisingly, after only 4 episodes, there are a lot of trainees that are a good choice for the debuting team. it's more about not letting the red flags (aka the defenestration team) debut and not giving them more attention than is necessary. top3 caught my attention during 1st episode (i knew junwon from &audition), the rest of them did great during the visual battle, especially jinho, seunghyun and myungjae.

okay that's it for now. can't believe i now need to watch eight (?) more episodes. i love to make myself suffer :))

#fantasy boys #junwon #taeseon #here we go again #i used my delirious yelling i sent to my gc to write this and it shows #i cant believe i made myself watch the whole episodes #the potential to have a really strong debut line up is there #but so are the red flags #the boy wanting to eat the special sendwitch and then being told its another broadcasting station was the best part of the whole show #will be back with update lmao

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art anon - you’re right, if it’s for everyone and to help others than id be glad to ask! ofc i probably can’t even begin to ask everyone’s questions, i don’t mind getting the ball rolling (didn’t mean to make it seem like i was trying to hoard the secret crabby patty formula shdkdkdnf) um ig first question is your sketching? like how you start your rough start? your anatomy is really good to me and consistent too! and do you use procreate or any other online art app? (i use procreate)

No worries, didn't think that was your intention but publicly answering still just feels better for me :>

(Also please keep in mind I'm a self learned and not a professional artist)

I guess I'm gonna show you some current WIPs, some uhhh rather lemon-y lmao

Because I usually don't keep my very rough sketches on a separate layer and just draw over them. So it's not easy to show them later on lol.

Usually I've got a specific idea in mind. Either a pose, a vibe or something so I know what I want in the end. It's important to me to get it down with the first, rough sketch. The first rough draft is usually done with very lose, soft and rounded lines. The second sketch on top is usually to clear up any anatomical mistakes and adding in clothes, faces, details etc. Then finally, linework.

For example I wanted to draw Sal in lingerie below. It's all very rough, with few and usually rounded lines to get the whole body in place. Anatomy doesn't really matter at this point, what matters to me is the vibe and body movement. Also I still do the + cross on the face and usually chest as you can see below lol. Gives a good idea of the angle.

Another example for the rough idea (placement of hands, feet etc.). Body shapes are kinda wobbly lines, all pretty soft except for few sharp edges (knees for example).

Another rough example with more details filled in already. Still very rough, like Larry's hair. I wanted a swoosh kinda feeling?? Lmao, just like softly falling. (Also as you can see: when I'm feeling like filling in some details I just do that and will finish the other body parts later. This doesn't always work out though lol and ends in much work later on. Don't recommend it. But it's fun.)

If I'm struggling with something I will usually just add another layer on top and try try try until I kinda like the rough look of it. For example, I was really struggling with Larrys legs in this piece and it took quite a few tries until I got what I wanted (didn't find a ref I liked). Same with the hand.

Then usually I will do second sketch. (If I'm having a very good flow and day I usually can use the first sketch immediately but it's rarely the case). The point now is to fill in hair, faces, clothes, details and get the whole anatomy right. On the left I also moved part around as you can see because I didn't like the position. Also did quite some corrections for the second sketch on the right. (Looking at it now the anatomy still is kinda eh... but way better than the initial sketch)

And then sketching is done and I will probably go to linework.

Also as for your second question: yeah, I do all my artwork in Procreate. Some color correction is done on Clip Studio Pro on the PC because the colors on the PC don't match the colors on the iPad usually.

#sketches #wip #ask chim #art ask #lime #?#I guess yeah lol #I had another good example of soft lines ready but that one definitely is more lemony lol #my art

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pandasmagorica · 7 months

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Nitpicking He's Coming to Me

Lest anyone doubt, I love He's Coming to Me. It's close to the top of my top 10 and it's going to take quite a few blockbusters to dislodge it.

But I love good fantasy world-building, and there's some stuff that bugs me each time I watch it (and I recently completed my third re-watch). These bug me every time.

There are four parts to it:

What the rules actually are

What the characters think the rules are (which may not be correct)

How consistent the writing is in setting the world up for us

What the director, actors, crew, and editors demonstrate to us

So sometimes, we may think the rules are inconsistent. We have to figure out whether we've taken the characters' words and they're wrong, if the writers have made a mistake, or if the editors have cut an important revelation of how the rules work.

I'm not sure where He's Coming to Me went astray. But the sloppiness of the world-building is frustrating to me for a series I absolutely adore.

But first, some fine examples of world-building of the fantasies in my top 10:

Some of these might be considered spoilers (for Cherry Magic, 55:15, Eternal Yesterday and Until We Meet Again, plus, of course, He's Coming to Me), so here's a jump:

Cherry Magic is clear about the rules of its world:

If you are a virgin and over 30, you can read minds.

You have to be touching the person in question to read their mind.

If you subsequently have sex, you lose the mind-reading ability.

55:15 is also pretty consistent and gradually reveals:

Getting a new ID at 55 copied in the magic copier machine sends you back into your 15 year old body the next day.

You have all your memories and personality.

Things that were wrong with your 55 year old body that you picked up after 15 are not apparent, but they are lurking below the surface, ready to cause problems.

Resolving your issues plus seeing a comet overhead get you back to your 55 year old body.

Eternal Yesterday is consistent as well even though not all of the rules are clear and I'm not sure I've got them correctly:

Your dead beloved will act like they're alive as long as you keep them there. You are powering them.

Others without this ability can see the dead person at first but will stop seeing your dead beloved as their memory fades.

Your dead beloved is still definitely dead from how they died.

The ability to keep the dead person animated (and, I guess, not rotting) is inherited.

Anyone with this ability can tell they are seeing a lifelike dead person.

Until We Meet Again, while it doesn't completely explain how much Korn and In occupy Dean and Pharm, it's at least consistent about it

Korn and In can take full possession of Dean and Pharm, but rarely do so.

Things that happened to Korn and In appear in Dean and Pharm's dreams.

The red thread ties them together.

Hmmm, yep, half of my top 10 are fantasies. I don't count Tale of a Thousand Stars or To Sir With Love as fantasies even though they have brief fantastic elements (dreams of the dead person who you don't know yet has died, mystical potions).

Okay, so what about He's Coming to Me?

All Buddhist monks can see the ghosts, and they are okay with that.

Both Thun and Kwan can only start seeing Med after they burn incense to him.

So, nitpick: But Thun sees ghosts in the hospital, even though it's unlikely people are burning incense there.

And nitpick: And Thun can see the ghosts colors which indicate why the ghost is a ghost. Maybe these are under incense burning conditions, but the shots we see don't show incense being burned.

And maybe nitpick: And Kwan doesn't like cemeteries because of all the ghosts. (This one is possibly consistent, because even if Thun or Kwan doesn't burn incense for a particular ghost, other visitors might. It's not clear if the character has to be the one burning the incense.)

More nitpick: It's not clear when Thun needs to have the electric incense stick turned on in the immediate vicinity. Somehow they can be in a park and Thun doesn't need to turn the stick on until he wants to offer Med food, but when he wants Med to give him the answer on a test, he needs to leave the stick on in the rest room?

More nitpick: It's odd Thun doesn't check in on Med's color once they learn the true story of Med's death to verify they got two fake stories then the real story.

Still more nitpick: Med fades out several times in the middle of the series, then it never happens again except for a few blinks when Med enters his bedroom and sees himself die.

And the kill your darlings moment when Khem, who hasn't seen a ghost in his life, suddenly sees Med's female friend ghost, a funny but egregious break of series canon to that point.

There's also one I though was a fail, but wasn't when I re-watched the scene:

Once Med knew the reason for his death and the tomb-sweeping ceremony was complete, I would have expected Thun to see that Med was showing the not his time to die color. But actually, Med vanishes from view at the end of the ceremony - something it's already been established Med can do - so Thun would not have been able to do a color check.

But nitpick: it's still odd that when Med re-appears that Thun doesn't notice Med's new color and has to go through the how to graduate from ghostdom checklist to figure out that it's not Med's time.

The other nitpicks I have that have nothing to do with world building happen in episode 1. They're about Thun's dialog:

When Ohm makes his first appearance as the teenaged Thun, he says he stopped visiting because he was busy with school. That seems unnecessarily mean, and Thun's character, while sometimes bratty, doesn't seem to be mean.

After seeing the whole series, I realize the writers could have had him say that he just got his driver's license, and before that his mother wouldn't take him back to the cemetery after his father's death, since she doesn't like cemeteries.

And, similarly, he says he won't be coming back to visit because they're moving his father's body. But even though they were going to move his father's body, that wouldn't prevent a teen with a driver's license from coming back to visit Med at his grave. So, sloppy writing.

Fortunately, Thun shortly thereafter took Med to live with him and we got this wonderful, if flawed, story.

#thai ql #yaoi #thai bl #he's coming to me #he's coming to me meta #he's coming to me series #hctm #hctm series #worldbuilding #fantasy #thai fantasy #pandasmagorica

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sunskate · 1 year

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Curious of your opinions on the other US Ice dance teams. How do you think they’ll all stack up after the top 3?

After CPom and Gr/Pa, I feel like there's a gap, and then a cluster of about 5 teams: Wolfkostin/Chen and the Browns are the only other teams besides the top 4 with 2 GP assignments but have had bumpy seasons so far-

the Browns have been improving, but they're adjusting to senioring up and haven't quite looked ready to be compared on the big stage. their best competition so far was Sheffield, where they placed 7th (Season's Best score: 173.74 GP Sheffield)

Wolfkostin/Chen have a Challenger medal (🥉at Budapest Trophy), but also huge mistakes in several competitions. they said recently that they were sick and undertrained for their GPs. We'll see which version of them shows up at Nats (SB: 180.46 Budapest, GP best: 164.89)

Pate/Bye and Bratti/Somerville are in the better positions coming into Nats and are probably 4th/5th - i go back and forth on the order -ahead of B/B and W/C in the season so far.

Pate/Bye have a Riverdance FD that might play better at Nats than at GP France, where they were 4th. they've been pretty consistent, with 2 silver medals at Challengers. she's a sunbeam, and their programs use that happy energy (SB: 179.63, GP: 174.03)

Bratti/Somerville did well at Nats a year ago and placed 5th, but they had super high energy programs last season, and this year's (LaLa Land FD) don't have that excitement. But USFS just gave them a fanzone feature this week of Nats. They were 6th at Skate Canada, 4th at Lombardia and won the Ice Challenge event in Austria where Lily/Nathan won bronze (SB/GP: 179.14)

McNamara/Spiridonov's summer competition successes didn't pan out to the fall. they did win silver at the World University Games last week. i wanted to be optimistic about the programs, but that Gr/Pa knockoff FD is ott and not in a good way, for me (SB: 179.03 US Classic, GP: 167.05)

These 7 teams qualified for Nationals through the domestic route, culminating at the US Ice Dance Final in November:

Zingas/Kolesnik have been coming on strong - for a new team, they've been improving sharply. he's a former Jr World Champion and a strong partner and really commits to the performance. she's doing really well for a 1st season ice dancer. but this is her biggest competition by far. They won bronze at their Challenger behind CPom (SB: 184.1 Golden Spin)

And Flores/Desyatov who are brand new as of May - they looked promising at the Ice Dance Final, she's a natural performer, and they're high energy, if raw. We'll see if their newness gives them bumps under the pressure of Nationals, their lifts were clunky in their FD, but they are fun to watch (haven't competed internationally yet to compare scores)

Ling/Wein- 1st yr seniors- she's from Kitchener but moved for this partnership to Maryland. They train with Dmitri Ilin who used to be a WISA coach, but they also list Greg Zuerlein, and Charlie White and Greg did their choreo (SB: 140.84 Finlandia 7th)

Koncius/Shchepetov- a 2nd year team who trains with Marina Zoueva in Florida (was surprised to hear Koncius say in an interview that there are 10 teams training in Estero with Marina's coaching team) they had a bad fall in the first official practice, so idk their status. hope she's ok.

Krauskopf/Jin - she just graduated from University of Delaware. they were 5th at the Ice Dance Final

Murphy/Leavitt- they were 13th at Nats last year. Her birthday is the day of the RD. They were 6th at the IDF and train in Pittsburgh and were invited when Cesanek/Yehorov withdrew

Depietri/Carey were invited on Jan 17 to compete when H/B withdrew. he posted a goodbye to competitive skating post in November, saying the ID Final, where they placed 7th, was his last competition, so idk how much they've been training the last 2 months

#the browns competed at eastern sectionals as a PAIRS team #before they switched to ice dance

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wastelesscrafts · 2 years

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Neurodiversity and learning new crafts

Learning crochet:

Remember when I asked for good crochet resources for beginners a while ago? You've all been amazing! I found a lot of good tutorials thanks to all of your replies.

I've been slowly working my way through the basic crochet stitches. I had a hard time turning off my knitter's brain at first, but I think I've finally gotten around to how crochet works and am now making steady progress.

Neurodiversity and new skills:

Neurodiversity can make picking up skills like these a difficult progress for me. I'll get hyperfixated on learning something new thanks to my ADHD, but when my dyspraxia makes things difficult I'll drop it like a brick. I'll then feel like a failure for having dropped it, but can't get myself to try again because my executive functioning regarding the skill I was trying to learn just gets worse the longer I wait.

I wanted to share these difficulties because I know how isolating it can be when you're trying to learn something new and your experiences don't match up with those of others. This can be a huge barrier to picking up new skills, and deserves more attention. If any of this sounds familiar, know that you're not alone.

After years of repeating this cycle, I know how to recognise it and how to deal with it when it happens. I take things slow and put my project aside when it gets frustrating, but make sure to pick it up again later once I've calmed down. I try to learn from my mistakes, but also celebrate my successes no matter how small. I switch learning methods when something doesn't work for me, make sure to use sensory-friendly materials, and keep reminders around of how far I've come for when I feel down about my progress. I also constantly remind myself of the fact that being able to see the mistakes I've made is not a sign of failure but one of progress. Spotting mistakes used to drain my motivation but has become something that makes me feel good about myself over time, because being able to identify them means my skills have improved.

Most of my practice samples up until recently were tangled messes. I frogged them so I could reuse the yarn to try again. I've now gotten to a point where I can take some pride in the fact that I've got the bare basics of crochet down. I've kept my most recent samples instead of frogging them: they're far from perfect, but that's exactly why I want to keep them. I will store them in a box so I can look at them in the future, cringe a little, feel pride over the fact that I stuck with it, and appreciate the progress I've made since.

[ID: seven wonky crochet samples made in red yarn. Four samples were made in single crochet, half double crochet, double crochet, and treble crochet. The other samples are a flower, a granny square, and a square consisting of filet stitches.]

#wasteless crafts #not entirely sure where I was going with this because I'm pretty brainfogged right now but I hope it'll be helpful for some people #crochet #learning new skills #neurodiversity #adhd #dyspraxia #autism #actuallyautistic #actuallyadhd #actuallydyspraxic #fibre arts #fibre crafts #diy #not a tutorial #not a project #community #random #I'm sure I'll hate that granny square in a year or so but right now I'm ecstatic about the fact that I managed to make a granny square

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9 Benefits of Angular You Need to Know if You Want to Build Digital Products

Angular has made some amazing progress from its unique manifestation, Visitor Posting previously declared by Google in 2009, this JavaScript-based system for versatile and work area web application improvement. 2016 Google totally reworked and relaunched Angular to meet the developing requirements of the web.

Google keeps on utilizing Angular in some of its applications, including Google Cloud Stage and AdWords. Enormous organizations, for example, Samsung, Delta Carriers, BMW, and Forbes have additionally taken on the stage.

In any case, the basic inquiry is: would it be advisable for you to utilize it to construct your next advanced item?

So we should investigate the main 7 advantages of Angular in 2022

1. Out-of-the-box Functionality

Angular's default arrangement gives you what you really want from the outset, including apparatuses to deal with your daily schedule and immediately recover the information you need to show in your application. Angular's pre-arranged climate assists you with creating as well as makes it simple to test.

You don't have to utilize outsider libraries to make the essential usefulness of your application. All you want is the Angular group's true library, and that implies you can anticipate better security and greater code.

2. Writing

Angular form with TypeScript. This exceptionally composed language's primary benefit is that it permits engineers to keep their code perfect and straightforward. You can see the most widely recognized mistakes as you compose, making it more straightforward to find and dispose of them, which speeds up the troubleshooting system and makes it simpler to keep an enormous codebase.

TypeScript is a superset of JavaScript that permits you to accomplish more with your code, including points of interaction and enums. It likewise has more autocomplete, route, and refactoring highlights.

3. Consistency

Dissimilar to Respond, Angular is a completely responsive website architecture structure. One of its fundamental highlights is the proposed approach to making parts, administrations, and modules.

By and by, this adds a ton of consistency to the general codebase, which is a significant objective to accomplish and dodges circumstances where different engineers can't help thinking about what you did and how you made it happen.

To additionally further develop consistency, the Angular group has fostered a CLI instrument to make explicit repeatable blocks of code from the order line. The system documentation additionally gives a modern reference for engineers.

4. Expanded Efficiency

A symptom of further developed consistency is expanded efficiency. Engineers don't need to invest significant energy sorting out what a capability, utility, or part should do. When you figure out how to think of one section, you can rapidly compose another, observing overall rules and code structure.

Angular's code is likewise simple to peruse, making it simple for new engineers to begin on a continuous venture.

On account of the sort of framework, engineers can rapidly track down expected bugs. Likewise, through coordination with IDEs, for example, Versus Code and WebStorm, TypeScript is re-incorporated steadily during info, and blunders get featured.

These elements diminish advancement time and expenses.

5. Maintainability

Angular advances great code viability in more ways than one. First and foremost, while moving starting with one significant adaptation then onto the next, all Angular related bundles are refreshed at the same time, and that implies that HTTP equipment, directing, and Angular are incorporated.

The update is easy and normally finished with a solitary order, "ng update,." and that implies you don't need to stress over whether another bundle is upheld, which form to utilize, or when a specific open-source bundle will refresh to the most recent rendition.

Likewise, you can undoubtedly eliminate parts and supplant them with further developed ones.

6. Modular Development Structure

Angular's particularity implies that designers can proficiently separate code into modules. This permits you to effortlessly sort out your application's usefulness and make reusable code, saving you a ton of improvement time and cash.

Modules additionally permit you to productively circulate advancement work among your group, flawlessly coordinate your code and consistently broaden your application.

7. Angular Material

Angular Material is an assortment of pre-tried, out-of-the-container UI parts and modules that follow Google's Material plan standards. It incorporates different UI parts, for example, route layouts, structure controls, buttons, and pointers. The highlights are viable with a large number of programs and are factual and composed by the most recent rules.

Created by the Angular people group, these modules work on the plan stream for groups and permit designers to add new components and assemble applications rapidly with insignificant effect on execution.

8. Easy testing

In Angular, testing is clear. Angular.js modules own pieces of the application that are not difficult to make due. The partition of modules permits you to stack the important administrations while robotized testing is performed effectively. You don't need to recollect the request wherein modules are stacked on the off chance that you follow the "one document - one module" rule.

9. Declarative user interface

Angular uses HTML to depict the UI of your application. HTML is a less muddled language than JavaScript.

You don't have to invest energy on a program stream or choosing what to stack first. Simply characterize what you want, and Angular will deal with it for you.

Conclusion

Angular is prepared to utilize and has many highlights that assist designers with getting to showcase quicker.

Its environment is tremendous, and it is great for big business applications, as it has a few standard parts that make it simple to expand projects. Additionally, TypeScript can report normal bugs during advancement, making investigating more straightforward. Choosing the best vehicle for your undertaking is vital. While the decision of web structures is tremendous, it's not difficult to see the reason why such countless designers and organizations pick Angular for their next project from India's top Angular development company.

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hello there :) uhm would it be possible to do 10 and 14 (if that’s okay) with lee!techno and you can choose the ler! :)

Barriers

10. “Im not ticklish.”

Lee!Techno Ler!Ghostbur

I completely forgot to put 14 in there somewhere, but I kinda did 10! Also, sorry I left in my inbox for so long!

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“Technoblade! The most wonderful thing happened today!” Ghostbur enthusiastically explained. To his friend who was currently bent over farming potatoes. He doesn’t understand why he still grows the vegetable since the contest had been over for many months now.

Technoblade shot up from his bent over position having been startled from the unexpected voice. “Hello Ghostbur, I’m busy.” He said, now settling back down to continue his work. Don’t get him wrong, Ghostbur was a delight to have around, but the reminder of Wilbur was something he didn’t want at the moment.

The ghost’s smile never faltered as he went on to tell the hybrid about his day. The story was rather uninteresting, but Techno listened to the rambling as if it was background noise. He was mostly tuning it out until he heard a series of strange events begin to unfold.

“-so I threw him over my shoulder and his axe fell out of his hand, thankfully because you never kno-“

Techno cut him off with a raise of his hand. “I’m sorry, what are you talking about again?”

Ghostbur sighed impatiently and placed a hand on his hip, he looked like a disappointed mother. “I knew you weren’t listening. I’m talking about tickling Tommy.” He paused for a minute in thought before looking back to the hybrid. “Say Techno, are you ticklish?”

Techno froze for a split second but tried to act natural. “I’m not ticklish. At least I don’t think so. You were saying?” He willed the ghost to simply forget what he’d admitted.

Ghostbur didn’t forget. “You think?” He questioned with a curious gaze.

“Yep.”

The younger man hummed in thought. Techno seemed like he wanted to be left alone, but he was intrigued at this point and tasered the man’s sides without a second thought.

Techno expected him to try and had attempted to ready himself for the oncoming sensation. He managed to stifle his reactions except for the physical twitch of his body. He cleared his throat, “See, not ticklish.”

“No wait, let me try again. Here, turn towards me.”

“I really don’t think that’s the best ide-“

“It is, I promise it is. Now turn”

The eldest sighed and turned as ordered. He was now looking up at Ghostbur, who kneeled in front of the man and set his hands on his sides before pausing.

“Just tell me if you really want me to stop, okay? But don’t worry, it should be fun.” The ghost said with a reassuring smile.

Techno had never been the best at eye contact, it was strangely intimate. His eyes shifted from the ground to his hands, only occasionally sneaking glances at his acquaintance.

The sensation was strange to say the least. Ghostbur was very gentle in general, it seemed to carry over to his touches as well. While it usually took more pressure to get any significant reactions from the warrior, tingles erupted from the areas the ghost touched.

He was unsure of if he should hold his reactions back. After all, he did have a reputation to keep up. But Ghostbur was so nice and whatever was going on with his hands definitely added onto the feeling.

Noticing the lack of response he was getting, Ghostbur moved his hands to now scribble a little firmer on the hybrid’s stomach.

The change was immediate. On Techno’s end, the feeling was stronger and more satisfying than it was before. It now drew huffs of laughter that bordered into titters when Ghostbur skimmed over a particularly bad spot. On Ghostbur’s end, he saw a small change, but it was all he needed. Now motivated with the knowledge that Technoblade was at least a little ticklish, he continued.

His hands drifted downwards to Techno’s hips as he kept up the firm yet gentle scribbling. As he got lower, Techno’s squirming became apparent and he let out slightly muffled titters. By the time Ghostbur’s hands made contact with Techno’s hips, the restricted laughter became more unfiltered.

“Ohohokay, you gohot me Ghohohostbur. You can stohop now.” Techno uncharacteristically giggled out. He didn’t want it to stop, but was unsure of what to do with himself at the moment.

Ghostbur slowed to a stop, not wanting to overstep but clearly disappointed. “We were just getting into it! Do I really have to stop?”

Techno was much better at masking his emotions than his companion and was able to seem somewhat nonchalant in his reply. “I guess you can keep goin’ if you want to. But you aren’t going to get much more than this.”

Whatever repressed embarrassment he felt was overshadowed by the look of pure excitement on Ghostbur’s face.

The excitement transpired into his touches as he went back to the man’s hips and tried squeezing instead. It worked like a charm, having caught him off guard. The shock caused Technoblade to fall onto his back, Ghostbur following suit and not being affected by the change in position. If anything, he had access to more exposed areas. He continued the light hearted assault of gentle squeezes, the grip on Techno’s hips keeping him pinned on his back.

The touches stayed the same, an unyielding flurry. Another consistency was the silence from Ghostbur, making Techno’s laughter the only sound. Even though he hadn’t been flustered by previous teasing, the silence seemed to have a completely different affect.

“SAHAhay sohomething!” Techno practically squawked out. He was surprised at the amount of strength Ghostbur had, he had no trouble holding the warrior in place.

Ghostbur honestly hadn’t meant to stay quiet at all, he simply got lost in thought and concentration. He couldn’t say he wasn’t pleased with the outcome, however, and couldn’t help but be a little smug.

“Like what?” Ghostbur asked. “Like how fun this is? I’m having so much fun with you, Technoblade! I think your laugh is as bright as the sun, and I’ve gotten pretty close to the sun, so I’d know.”

Ghostbur decided that getting to watch the normally stoic Technoblade hide his face and emit muffled giggles was one of his new favorite things. And it would definitely be worth whatever revenge was surely coming his way. As the idea of revenge came into his mind, he couldn’t help but lose some of the small ler mood he’d developed. But, there was still a chance to tire the piglin hybrid out enough to at least hold off revenge for the near future.

The ghost thought long and hard about how to tire him out without overdoing it and overstepping any unknown boundaries. He didn’t remember ever seeing Techno being tickled. But, he did recall seeing Phil scratch behind his ears, Techno leaned into the touch and smiled every time.

He noticed Techno starting to squirm more and being his hands near the ghost’s. Having no other bright ideas, he stopped the tickles on his hips, and brought his hands to the man’s ears. He began gently scratching behind them towards the base, similar to what he’d seen.

The reaction was small, but the ghost found it incredibly endearing. Techno leaned into the touch, as expected, his hands came to hold Ghostbur’s forearms but didn’t try to pull him away. Instead, he let out occasional huffs of air through his nose and grinned widely. His eyes closed and he closely resembled a happy cat.

Ghostbur repressed any verbal reactions as to not disturb Techno in such a vulnerable state. But when the man started to stur, he slipped a hand away from his ears and let it gently scratch around his stomach.

Now with gentle tickling on both his stomach and ear, Techno all but melted. The occasional huffs were replaced with much bouncier chuckles. The feelings were not overwhelming in the slightest for him, quite the opposite actually, as they left him feeling relaxed and wanting a nap.

Techno opened his eyes and looked at Ghostbur with a dazed but undeniably happy look on his face. Ghostbur had stopped the tickling earlier than he had planned, he recognized that he’d accidentally melted Techno before doing any real wrecking. But they were both satisfied.

Once Ghostbur had moved from his hips, Techno sat up. He looked to where he was previously laying and saw the smushed crops that would undoubtedly need to be replanted. He looked back to his friend, “I’m going to get you back for that in particular.” He teased light heartedly but there was no mistaking the statement for a lie.

Ghostbur gave a sheepish smile, “But not now though?” He questioned, not really minding either way.

“Nope. You’ll live to see tomorrow, maybe.” He shot his eyes back to the ghost at the last part with a playful glint in them. But his posture remained relaxed and there was still the nagging need for rest. He stood up and began making his way to his house. “I think I’m goin’ to go sleep now, thanks for that or whatever.”

Ghostbur scrambled to his feet as well and looked after the already walking hybrid. “Can I come too?” He called after him.

Techno gave a sarcastically exaggerated sigh and turned his head to look back as Ghostbur, “I suppose.” He let out another chuckle when Ghostbur cheered and ran up to join him at his side. Ghostbur had broken a barrier by the physical contact and the tension present in thier first moments together was long gone.

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I’m soft.

I also just finished state testing!!! Whoooo! In total, this past week I tested for about 11 hours...ouch. But I’m glad I got it done and I think I did pretty good!

Anyways, super sorry I let this sit in my inbox for so long, I just couldn’t think of what to put. I really like how this turned out though and I hope you do too! 💕💕

#mcyt tickle #mcyt tickle fic #tickle fic #lee!technoblade #lee!techno #Ler!ghostbur #dreamsmptickle #dsmpticklefic

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Hi i have to request if you will you don't have to do them but i was wondering if you could do a part two too the lene luthor one i wasn't enough that by the time she realize her mistake and that it was just a passing phase for her and kara the Reader has already moved on and wants nothing to do with her or kara or the rest of the superfriends and maybe her new partner can be kate kane?

For the Kara one all a lie kara tries to get back with the reader when she finds out mon el is about to be married with imran is that her name i forget but the reader has already left the deo and wants nothing to do with her and maybe readers new partner can be a villain

I Wasn’t Enough (2) | l.l angst & k.k fluff fic

Summary: After Y/N leaves Lena and Lena starts dating Kara, Kate Kane saves Y/N in more ways than just one. (I Wasn’t Enough can be found here)

Authors Note: Thanks for requesting! I did Part 2 of All A Lie here.

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Image ID: Five panels of Kate Kane (Batwoman) from the DC comics themed in red, black, and white. End ID.

It had officially been a week since Y/N and Lena had broken up and Y/N had left the DEO. An anger had been bubbling up inside her that she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to contain before it burst at Kara and her friends for so easily moving on from the pain Lena had caused her. No one cared that they had been in a committed relationship. No one cared that Lena had gone to Kara not a day ever she and Y/N had broken up. No one cared about her.

Except for J’onn.

He was her saving grace, as he promised to lend her name to a few of his friends for work, and Y/N couldn’t be more grateful, especially as she had left her position at the DEO so suddenly and without warning anyone.

The woman had just returned to her home after a long day of failed job hunting, because even though she had J’onn’s help, it was better to be safe than sorry.

She locked her door, took of her coat, and promptly flopped on the couch, her limbs hungry from rest with their endless aching. She complied, letting her what-now-felt heavy eyelids flutter close.

The ringing of her phone felt 10x louder in her sleepy clouded haze, as she was almost asleep when her eyes flew open, wide, and she nearly tumbled off the couch.

Grumbling, she pulled her phone out go her pocket and saw that it was an unknown number. Y/N had nothing better to do so - she answered.

“Hello?”

“Can I speak to Y/N Y/L/N?”

“This is she . . . Who are you?”

“I’m Batwoman. J’onn recommended you for our Crisis team and if you’d like, we want to bring you to our headquarters - paid by us, of course - and test and see if we should recruit you.”

Y/N could of sworn she was dreaming, and had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn’t. It took a couple moments for this all to process in her head . . .

“Uhh, you still there?”

She suddenly realized she hadn’t answered for a bit and scrambled to compose her thoughts. “Yes, sorry! Just digesting everything . . . it’s a great opportunity, thank you so much and . . . yeah, I think I’d like that,” she said, clearing her throat.

The warmth of Batwoman’s chuckle instantly calmed Y/N’s frenzied-state like a spell. “Awesome, I’ll text you more details soon,” the superhero said.

After ending the phone call, Y/N laid back on the couch, jaw open and an awed, dazed look in her eyes. “Wow,” she whispered, hardly believing it.

Little did she know that she would get accepted into the team and would have the greatest time ever - working with the team, gaining new friends, and the best one of all would be falling for and dating Batwoman herself, Kate Kane.

. . . . . . . . .

A couple months later and the couple was happily sitting at Y/N’s apartment, having a date night (which mainly consisted of watching cheesy and classic movies, eating chocolate, and gossiping about their teammates).

Kate had just started ticking Y/N (the former trying and struggling to get away from her strong grip), laugher bouncing off the walls.

“This is too adorable,” Kate commented with a grin, enjoying her girlfriend’s smile and giggles.

Y/N rolled her eyes. “NnnnnOoOhHOO,” she got out through her laughter, attempting to combat Kate’s fingers as she dug them under her armpits, making her squeal.

Knock knock knock!

“Saved by the bell,” Kate remarked with a smirk, leaning back.

Y/N just smiled, glad that the tickling had ceased for the time being but also wondering who was at the door. She climbed off the couch and walked over, first checking through the peephole.

She had to do a double take when she saw who it was. Turning back to Kate, Y/N said, “It’s Lena.”

Kate furrowed her eyebrows in confusion but nodded, encouraging her to open it.

“Hey, Y/N. I’m sorry to do this, I just . . . My feelings for Kara were so stupid. It was just a passing thing, a crush, and . . . God, I miss you so much. Would you consider, uh, taking me back?” Lena rushed out as soon as Y/N opened the door.

Whatever she thought her ex-girlfriend was going to say, it wasn’t this. Y/N stood there for a couple moments, letting the words weave itself throughout her mind.

“Um, I’m sorry Lena, but . . . no,” she said, unsure of how else to voice it.

Lena blinked, shocked. “What?” She asked, obviously not expecting this.

Y/N shifted the weight from one foot to the other, fingers tapping against the door quietly. “I’ve moved on. I have a girlfriend,” she clarified, opening the door to show Kate on the couch, who awkwardly waved.

Lena’s mouth dropped, tears in her eyes. “I... I didn’t expect you to-”

“Move on?” Y/N cut in, taking a breath. Her grip on the door got tighter. Shit, she knew she was past Lena, but the hurt was still there.

Silence filled the air, Lena not knowing what to say and Y/N looking at her intensely. Finally, Lena huffed and looked at her, before spinning around on her heels and walking out. Y/N sighed, closing the door, but Kate snuck up behind her and was there to tickle and hug and cuddle the pain away.

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