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This Can’t Be The End Pt. 1

Nick Stokes X Reader

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Post Date: November 22nd 2022

Post Time: 11:09 pm

Summary: When Nick gets kidnapped, the reader is forced to fear the worst for her husband as she and the team work the case with hopes of bringing him home safe.

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Nick’s Pov:

I close my locker after grabbing my gun along with my extra clips. I sit down and start the process of reloading the clips as Warrick walks in. He smiles at me before walking to his locker and taking his shirt off.

“So I took my girl to that ultimate fight championship on Saturday night,” Warrick tells me as he clips his gun on his hip, then reaches into his locker to get a shirt.

“Oh, yeah, yeah, down over at the, uh, spur? I was tellin’ y/n about that the other night. We were thinkin’ about going, but she ended up working,” I reply as I reload my gun clip while Warrick puts his shirt on.

“Yeah. Almost ended up getting into a smack down of my own,” he tells me and I look up at him from the bench.

“No way. You almost got into a beef?” I ask and he looks at me before nodding as he rolls his sleeves up.

“You know, Tina doesn’t like me carrying a gun. I play down the fact that I’m a cop when I’m with her anyway,” he tells me and I go back to loading my gun clip as he turns back to his locker.

“Yeah, yeah, you play the scientist card. I don’t have to do that,” I joke and he scoffs as he grabs his gun.

“That’s ‘cause your wife works with you,” he says with a smirk and smile.

“And I love it. I can see her whenever I’d like. You’re a ‘copologist,’” I joke and he nods his head, laughing and I laugh too.

“Man, you’re whipped, man,” he tells me and I chuckle with a smile.

“Hey. If it’s y/n, I don’t mind being whipped,” I reply with a shrug.

“So, umm, we’re standing out in front of the hotel, making out and this guy walks up to me, gets in my face, and asks me how she is,” Warrick explains to me as he loads his clip into his gun then cocks it.

“No, he didn’t,” I say in disbelief and he nods as he puts his gun back in his holster.

“So?” I prompt him to continue.

“I tell him to get lost,” he says with a wave of his hand. “He says, ‘make me.’ So I took a step forward and out of nowhere, his big, fat bodyguard, looking like wimpy from Popeye, walks up and starts to close in on me.”

“This fat boy is looking like he’s obviously carrying some sort of weapon and I'm standing there naked as a porn star with my girl,” he finishes his story and I look up at him.

“Did you tell them you’re a ‘cop’?” I ask him as he now starts to roll his other sleeve up.

“They didn’t seem to care,” he tells me as he shakes his head.

“One of the guys sounded Russian, like he was wanna-be mafia,” he tells me like it’s a matter of fact as he finishes rolling his sleeve up.

“Fat boy was obviously his bodyguard,” he says and I hum in agreement before looking back up at him.

“So, uh, you know, I wasn’t physically afraid of the guys, but something was kind of sinister about them,” he tells me as he leans his hand on the shelf part of his locker and puts his other hand on his hip.

“They were provoking me, but they weren’t making a move. It was almost like they were waiting for me to make a move. Say if I smacked big-mouth, fat boy would’ve come over and stabbed me or something,” he explains and I let out a puff of exhortation as I turn and pick up my gun.

“Even fat boy was vibing me not to take the bait,” he says as I put my clip into my gun.

“So what happened?” I ask as I turn to look at him again.

“Well, valet finally brought Tina’s car up,” he tells me. “So, I maneuver her around these guys and I put her in her car, and I turn my back to them and let ‘em talk this smack,” he explains to me as he turns towards his locker, demonstrating what he did.

“I’m calming Tina down. Tell her everything’s fine, she drives off and I walk away,” he continues as he turns back around now and I mess with my vest pocket.

“I called Tina later on,” he explains as he grabs his jacket from his locker then closes it.

“And I tell her, uh, you know, if she got any problem with me being a cop, she needs to get over it, ‘cause now I’m packing,” he finishes and I look up at him as I readjust my holster on my hip.

“Yeah. Yeah,” I agree with him as I continue to readjust.

“What’d you do on Sunday?” I ask him as I lean back and look at him again.

“Scoured the hotel looking for these punks,” he tells me with a chortle before he turns and starts to put his jacket on as I get up to walk with him, letting out a laugh as I do.

“Well, hey, I don’t blame you. I probably would’ve done the same if it was me and y/n,” I tell him as we walk out of the locker room.

“No. You probably wouldn’t have waited to beat on them,” he says while rolling his eyes and I chuckle.

“Nah, that’s where you're wrong, buddy. Y/n would’a beat me to it,” I say as I clap him on the shoulder while we walk through the halls of the lab and he chuckles.

“You're probably right on that one. Y/n got a really good uppercut,” he agrees with me and I laugh.

“Oh, my two favorite guys,” Cathrine says as she comes out of her office as we just walk into the hall.

“So, I’ve got an assault at stripperama and a trash run at Flamingo and Koval. I’m too busy to play favorites so duke it out. I gotta go meet y/n at our scene,” she tells us as she hands Warrick the slips for each scene before starting to walk off.

“Tell y/n I told her to call me!” I shout out to her and she smiles while nodding at me before fully walking off.

“Duke it out! Boy better flip a coin. I’ll hurt you,” I say as I turn back to Warrick as he looks over both slips. I put my hand in my pocket to grab a coin.

“Yeah, you better flip that coin,” Warrick jokes with a smile as I pull the coin out.

“Call it in the air,” I tell him as I flip it.

“Heads,” he says and I catch it before flipping it onto the back of my hand.

“Have fun at the trash run,” he tells me as he rolls his tongue in his cheek and I grab my slip.

“You know, I’d do two out of three, but you got a gambling problem,” I joke with him as I walk backwards away from him.

“No, hey, you know what?” I say as I turn away from him.

“You keep this,” I joke as I turn back around to face him with the coin held up.

“It’s bad luck,” I finish off before tossing him the coin and he reaches up to catch it.

I chuckle as I turn back around and head to my GMC SUV to head out. I hop in the car and my phone starts to ring. I pull it out of my pocket and smile when I see my wife’s number.

“Well, hello, sweetheart,” I croon with a grin as I answer the phone and I hear her chuckle.

“Hello to you too, my love. Cath told me you wanted me to call you?” she parrots my greeting and I can hear the smile in her voice.

“Yeah. I just wanted to hear your voice. Haven’t seen you since you went into work this morning,” I explain and she giggles.

“Aw, Nicky. It’s nice to hear your voice too. Are you on a case?” she asks and I hum as I put my key into the ignition.

“Yeah. Just got into my SUV to drive to it,” I muse and I hear her hum.

“Are you on your own for this one or are you with Warrick?” she asks and I sit back in my seat for a moment.

“I’m on my own, babe,” I admit to her and I hear her sigh. I imagine her shaking her head.

“Be careful, then. Ok, honey?” she asks me and I chuckle, nodding even though I know she can’t see me.

“I promise I will be. You be safe out there too, ok?” I tell her and I know she nods even if I can’t see her.

“I will. I’ll see you back at the lab, yeah?” she asks and I grin, imagining her leaning against a wall.

“Of course you will,” I promise her and she giggles again.

“Ok. Well, I have to go, hon. Cath needs me back in there. I love you,” she tells me and I smile again, nodding even though she can’t see me.

“I should go too. Gotta get to that scene. I love you too,” I respond and picture her smiling.

“Ok. Bye, baby,” she says and I parrot her before we both hang up.

Once I’m off the phone with her I buckle my seatbelt before setting my phone in the cup holder. Turning the key makes my SUV come to life and the music from earlier comes on. With a smile on my face I pull out of the parking space and start to drive to the scene.

♪ It was Christmas in Las Vegas,

when the locals take the town ♪

♪ Theresa hit a streak And laid her waitress apron down She’d been playing penny poker over at the old gold spike she’s won at Texas hold ‘em So she switched to let it ride ♪

♪ Then over on Fremont street, Six pits won her a car

She rode it up the strip to where the flashy hotels are

At first, she hit a royal, Not a dirty one this time

And then she drew four deuces… ♪

I sing along with Bob Neuwirth as I drive, drumming my fingers on my steering wheel. About half way into the song I arrive on the scene and turn my car off. I put my camera around my neck as I get out, grabbing my CSI case from the back seat before starting to walk over to the officer on scene.

“Nick,” the officer addresses me as I walk up to him.

“D.A.,” I greet him back as we continue to walk.

“What’s going on out here?” I ask and look at him.

“Well, anonymous, 911 caller reported body parts in this area. I rolled and find this,” he explains until we come to a stop and he lifts his flashlight on the supposed body parts.

“Hmm. Tasty,” I sarcastically joke before setting my case down and lifting my camera for a picture of what seems to be a pile of intestines.

He keeps the light on it as I take a couple photos before bending down to my case. I start to throw out the cones I use and get ready to work.

“Have any idea how long it’s going to take you to get this stuff out of here?” he asks me as I look up at him for a moment.

“Well… I can’t move the, uh… the ‘body’ until the coroner releases the scene,” I tell him as I pause to look over it again.

“It’s a busy night. It’s probably gonna take a while, man,” I explain as I lift my camera up to start taking more photos of the intestines and blood.

“Great,” he replies in an annoyed tone as I continue to take photos.

“Hey, you mind if I step away for a second?” he asks and I stop what I’m doing to look at him.

“I need to get some fresh air…” he expands and I look back at the scene.

“Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, sure, take your time,” I tell him and he walks off as I continue to take pictures.

I let out a puff of air at the smell and just as I do, the officer lets out a retching sound and I turn around as he pukes. I watch for a second, making sure he’s okay before pulling some gum out of my pocket.

“Hey, you uh… want some gum?” I ask him as I hold the gum out.

“No, thank you!” he tells me as he waves me off.

I smirk as I turn back to the scene, taking the piece of gum out and sticking it in my own mouth. I then bend down and grab one of my small orange cones before lifting my flashlight up. He continues to cough as I start to walk around the scene, looking for any clues.

I walk a small ways away before finding a smashed cigarette bud. I stop and put a cone down before taking another picture. I stand back up again and start to walk around some more before finding tire treads. I put the cone down again along with my flashlight before taking pictures of the treads and I look up to where they lead.

When I look up, I see what seems to be a bag with a cup in it and I turn my gum over in my mouth. I pick my flashlight back up and shine the light over at the bag in confusion. I look at the bag, trying to figure it out for a moment before setting my flashlight back down. I pull some gloves out of my pocket and put them on before walking over.

The officer coughs again, making me stop and look at him for a moment. I turn back the other way as I shake my head in amusement and continue walking.

I walk over to it and bend down, setting my camera aside to look over how oddly placed it is. The officer coughs again and I turn back for a moment to look at him again before turning back to the item. I pick it up and look closer at it.

“Well, that’s peculiar,” I think out loud before suddenly everything goes dark.

Reader’s Pov:

“No. I’m telling you he really wants to go away for the weekend,” I tell Sara as we walk into the lab, both looking for Greg.

“I don’t believe that for a second. Nick barely takes time off,” she disagrees with me, shaking her head as we walk through.

“No. I’m telling you. He told me himself this morning that we're going to finally get our honeymoon that we didn’t get,” I explain and she shrugs as we walk into Greg’s office.

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” Sara replies coyly and I shake my head.

“Believe what when you see it?” Greg asks as he looks up at me and Sara.

“Y/n here says that ol’ Nicky promised her to take time off so they could go on the honeymoon they never got,” Sara explains as she jabs her thumb over at me.

“I fully believe him! Nick just wants me to take time off is all,” I argue back with a shrug, even though I know that isn’t really one hundred percent true.

“Sorry to tell ya y/n, but Sara’s right. Nick really doesn’t take time off. Heck, you should know that. You’ve been married since high school. You’ve been with him since you both started working here,” Greg sassily chimes in and I let out a huff as I cross my arms.

“I’m telling you guys, Nick means it this time,” I promise them and they both just hum at me.

“Anyway, Greg, were you able to find anything off the clothes?” Sara asks, changing the subject as she walks over to look at her victims' clothes.

“And have you done the test on that paint found at our scene?” I ask him and he nods as he rolls over to get the paper and hand it to me.

“Well, I went over them like you asked me to. The paint at first wasn’t matching too much, but I figured it out for you,” he tells me before walking over to Sarah as I look over the paper.

“The blood on the shirt was a little weird looking, but I figured it out. I also found-” Greg explains to Sara but gets cut off when Catherine walks in.

“Y/n, can we talk?” she asks as she looks at me.

“Umm… sure. Can it wait like two minutes?” I ask her as I look at Sara, who shrugs and gives me a look begging me not to leave.

“No. It can’t wait,” Catherine replies as she puts her hand on the table.

“Really, Catherine, I need-” Sara starts, but stops when Catherine holds a hand up.

“It’s about Nick…”Catherine speaks up and I freeze.

“What about him?” I ask and she pauses as if trying to think of how to say it.

“He’s disappeared from his crime scene… Grissom and I are about to go out and look it over,” Catherine breaks it to me easily and my heart drops.

“I’m coming with you guys,” I immediately reply and she shakes her head.

“Gris says you're off the case. You're too close to this one,” Catherine tells me with a shake of her head.

“Where is he?” I ask her and she shakes her head.

“He’s in his office getting his case,” she tells me and I bolt out of the room in a fast walk.

I walk quickly through many corridors and labs before coming to his office. I storm in and he looks up at me from his desk.

“I’m coming to the scene with you,” I demand and he shakes his head.

“I can’t let you do that. You know how that would look,” he tells me, shaking his head and I sigh dejectedly as he looks at me from over the top of his glasses.

“Gris, this is my husband. Let me at least come out to the scene, then I’ll stop,” I plead with him and he sighs before pausing to think it over.

“Ok. Just to the scene. Then you’re done for tonight,” he pointedly tells me as he raises an eyebrow at me over his glasses.

“Ok. I can do that, but I’m not going home. I wouldn’t be able to bear being there alone without him,” I admit and he nods in understanding.

“Of course. Stay here or go home with one of us for the night. Warrick should be back in when we get back, maybe you can stick with him,” he tells me and I nod as I start to back out of his office.

“I’ll go get my case. Are we all going together?” I ask and he nods.

“Yeah. That might be best,” he agrees and I nod before walking completely out.

I walk to my GMC SUV that exactly matches Nick’s and click the unlock button before opening the back door. Next I pull my case out and close the back door just as the door to the garage opens. Warrick walks through the door and looks over in my direction.

He makes eye contact with me and then stands up from leaning on the door. He immediately rushes over to me before pulling me into a much needed hug.

“I just heard. Just got back. How are you doing, sweets?” he asks me as he pulls back to look at me and tears make way to my eyes.

“I'm scared, B. Really scared,” I tell him, using the nickname I know is reserved solely for me.

Ever since I’ve known him, I had tried to find a nickname that would fit him well, but I couldn’t so together we decided that I’d call him B. It’s the first initial of his last name and when I had started using it, it just stuck.

“I know. I know. Nick’s going to be fine. I’m sure he’s off somewhere and his phone just died again,” he sympathizes with me and I shake my head.

“No. This is different… he would have found another way of communicating. You know that…” I reply and he sighs, nodding as he sticks his hands in his pockets.

“I do know that. I’m sorry. I just thought it’d reassure your mind to think positively,” he explains and I smile softly at him.

“And I thank you for that B, but unfortunately my mind can only think something bad has happened…” I trail off and he looks down at my hand.

“Gris is letting you go on the scene?” he asks as he points down at my case.

“He’s letting me come out to the scene, but that’s it. He told me I’m strictly off after. Told me to go home and obviously I told him I’d just stick around here. I’m not leaving and going home to a Nickless house,” I point out and he nods.

“You can always hang around me. I’ll probably be here for most of the time,” he notes with a shrug and I nod.

“I know, B. Thank you,” I tell him just as the door opens again.

“Anytime,” he promises as Gil and Catherine walk through the door and over to us.

“Ready to go?” Catherine asks and I nod, standing up as straight as I can.

“Yeah. Let’s go…” I breathe out and they all give me sympathetic looks.

“I’ll see you when you get back. Come find me if and when you need me, ok?” Warrick asks me and I nod as I purse my lips.

He then pulls me into a hug and I melt into the brotherly embrace that I know so well. He holds me for a moment, rubbing my back lightly like he knows Nick does, but it only makes me choke up a little more. I hold back my tears as he pulls back and gives my arm one last squeeze before he walks back into the lab.

Catherine walks over to me and wraps her arm around my shoulder. Together we walk over to Gil’s SUV and she clicks the unlock button. She opens the trunk door and slides her case in first.

I then slide mine in after hers and she goes around the front to the passenger side. I follow along, but stop at the passenger side back door. She gets into the passenger seat and I get in behind her just as Gil walks out the garage door.

He looks around for a moment before he makes eye contact with us and then he starts to come over to the SUV. He gets into the driver's seat and it’s quiet as he puts the key into the ignition, effectively starting the car up. After driving for a little while we arrive at the same scene Nick was supposed to be at.

Together we get out of the car before going to the back to get our cases. Once we have our cases, we all walk up to Jim Brass, who’s already on scene.

“Think. Did you see anybody else in the area?” Jim grills an officer before looking away from him.

“I didn’t see anything, sir,” the officer tells him and Jim sighs, rubbing at his face before turning back to the officer.

“I mean I only took my eyes off him for a couple seconds…” the officer explains and anger courses through me.

“You’re not supposed to take your eyes off him ever,” Jim tells him in a very strict tone and I go to talk to the guy, but Catherine puts a hand on my arm to stop me.

“Just be calm…” she softly tells me and I sigh.

“How can I be calm, Cath? He took his eyes off him. He’s the reason my husband is missing and possibly even worse…” I choke out and she nods.

“I know honey. I do, but you have to remain calm,” she reminds as she rubs her thumbs over my forearm in a soothing manner and I nod at her while wiping just under my eye.

“He’s been gone maybe 25 minutes,” Jim tells us as he walks past us with anger clear on his face.

Catherine keeps her hand on my arm as Grissom reaches up and puts his hand on her upper back as he nods at Jim. Grissom leads Catherine and Catherine leads me as all three of us walk over to the “crime scene.” We stop at the intestines and Grissom takes his flashlight out to shine it on them.

He then moves the light up as we all notice a cone by some tread marks. Catherine and I look at each other and nod. Together we get our flashlights out as well and we all slowly start to follow the tread marks.

We follow them some more and find more cones laying out, telling us that Nick indeed was here. We keep walking until we come up to his vest laying on the floor and I let out a small gasp. Catherine bends down and sets her case down as she shines the light on his name tag, the one that exactly matches mine.

I let out a puff of air and Grissom looks at me. He grabs my arm and rubs it for a moment as Catherine takes some gloves out.

“You gonna be ok? Or do I need to get Jim over here to take care of you?” Grissom asks me as he rubs my upper arm lightly.

“I’ll be ok…” I promise him and he nods before letting go.

Catherine starts looking at his vest as Grissom continues to walk farther away from us. Catherine seems to find something so she pulls her tweezers out and grabs it.

“I got some white fibers on Nick’s vest,” Catherine tells us as she pulls it off and looks closer at the fiber.

She smells it before pulling it away from her face and looking at it some more. She looks up at me before turning back to her case.

“Smells like alcohol,” she comments before she pulls out a bag and bags it up.

Grissom walks a little further before coming to a stop and looking at something. I anxiously watch as he walks over to something else before bending down to it. Catherine looks up and over to Grissom as well.

She then looks at me with confusion and I shrug. She stands up and together we both walk over to Grissom. As we get closer, we can see him holding a crime scene evidence bag up with a cup in it.

“Why’d you bag that?” Catherine asks as we get a little closer to him.

“I didn’t,” Grissom tells her and she looks at me again.

“It’s the wrong color tape,” Catherine points out as we both bend down next to Grissom.

“No initials on the seal… that’s not Nick's evidence,” Catherine continues to point out issues with it all as Grissom keeps it held up.

“Maybe it’s a message…” Grissom observes as he looks over the evidence bag.

“I’ll go try the garbage can,” Catherine chimes and Grissom nods.

She walks over to the dumpster and I let out a sigh. Grissom looks up at me before turning around for a moment. He looks like he’s contemplating something before turning back around. He bends back down and I look with him, trying to see what he’s seeing, but all I can think about is Nick and tears well up in my eyes for a moment.

I take a small step away and try to get my emotions under check. Once they are, I turn back to Grissom who still looks over the intestines very thoroughly. He keeps his light on them as he tries to figure something out.

“Dumpster’s clean. No apparent blood or body parts,” Catherine announces as she stands fully upright inside of the dumpster before getting out and coming over to us.

“Take a look at this…” Grissom tells her and she bends down next to me.

“This seems contrived to me. The blood pool is too perfect. There’s no splatter. Like somebody placed these entrails,” Grissom points out as he shows us what he means with his flashlight and I gasp quietly.

“You think…” I trail off, unable to ask what I know he’s saying.

“A lure. To grab Nick…” Catherine confirms and I choke on air.

“You’re saying you think they wanted Nick?” I ask and all goes fuzzy for a moment.

“David, get this stuff to the doc,” Catherine declares as she turns to David, who’s behind us.

“Look, I’m… I’m really sorry I didn’t get here sooner. Maybe if I had…” David apologizes, looks at me and I put a hand over my face.

“Is she doing ok?” he asks when he sees me sway a little bit.

“She’ll be fine. Don’t worry about her. We’ve got her and we’re gonna get him back,” Catherine promises as she wraps her arm around my waist to help steady me.

“Gil, Catherine, what is she doing here? She’s too close to this, Gil,” comes the voice of Conrad Ecklie, making us all look at him as he walks up to us.

“She’s only here for this. Then she’s done,” Gil explains and Ecklie sighs.

“Ok. Only out here though. No farther…” he demands as he points at me and I nod.

“Anyway, I want you all to know as far as I’m concerned, labs only got one case tonight. Same for the rest of the department,” Ecklie tells us and some relief makes way to me.

“Thanks, Conrad,” Gil replies and I just nod at him.

Another GMC drives up and Warrick gets out. He slams his door shut and quickly walks over to us.

“Hey. You texted! What do you need me to do?” he asks as he stops in front of me and Catherine.

“We need you to follow the dogs. Y/n needs to leave, she isn’t doing too well. Me and Griss are going to drive her back and let her sleep for a bit in the break room,” Catherine explains to him and Warrick nods before coming over to me.

“Hey. Go sleep. I know you won’t probably be able to, but just try, ok? I promise we’ll find him,” he reassures me and I nod at him.

He sighs before pulling me to him and giving my forehead a light kiss. He holds me in a tight hug for a few minutes before the K9 officers walk over with the dogs. He pulls away and looks at me for a moment and I nod lightly at him to tell him I’ll be ok.

He finally pulls away and walks over to the K9 officers. Catherine slowly starts to lead me away and back to the GMC. She helps me get in, seeing as I’m in a daze and then she and Grissom are putting the kits in the back. Once the kits are in the back, both her and Grissom get in.

Grissom drives us back and when we get to the lab, Catherine leaves our kits in the GMC. She helps me in and walks me to the break room.

“Here, try to get some sleep while we go over some of tonight’s evidence. Do you want to be there when I tell his parents?” she asks me and I sigh, nodding my head.

“His… his mom… she’ll feel more comfortable with me in the room. His dad… he’s like my dad too. So yes, I want to be there please,” I tell her and she nods as she rubs up and down my back.

“Well, I have to go see Dr. Robbins, then I’ll come get you when they get here, ok? Feel free to walk around if you can’t sleep,” she tells me and I nod numbly at her.

She gets up and walks away, leaving me with a light blanket and small pillow. I sigh as I grab the pillow and lay the blanket over me. I curl up into a small ball and that’s when the tears start.

I cry until slowly I can feel myself slip into a light sleep. It’s only a little while later that I wake up and blink my eyes. My eyes are sore and most likely red, but I don’t care as I stay laying on the couch for a bit.

To Be Continued…

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If they're one of those right-wing dipshits, tell them it would help them prevent "cancel culture" via socially-conscious payment processors. Because subterfugue towards conservatives is always cool and good! Always!

Also mention that, in a happy irony, this would actually make kids safer by allowing platforms to acknowlege that, yes, people make a living selling well-endowed monoecious horsegirl drawings on their platform, and actually put properly finetuned safeguards in place.

As opposed to now, where they have to dance around it and put it in a grey-area hell so that Peter "Dracula" Thiel doesn't get his seastead in a shoal and ban them, which nobody likes!

So, call 'em if you can, boost even if you can't!

#law #laws #legislation #censorship #anti-censorship #payment processors #politics #american politics

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haveyoureadthisfanfic · 4 days

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Summary: Something like acid bubbles in her throat, drawing up to bear her teeth like the many fanged mouth of a beast, “I’ll kill you, do you hear me? I’ll slaughter you, I’ll make you regret laying your dirty fucking eyes on her!” She roars. Muscles tense, her mind’s eye fixated on the phantom feeling of a heavy, judgemental, gaze laying on her daughter. The one that never says a word but communicates so clearly their blatant disgust for her existence, for Tina’s, for all of her ilk and friends, for demons like her. “Tina!” === or; Tina has a non descript bad time and slips up in a few ways. turns out shes loved anyway

Author: WhyB

Note from submitter: The emotion god damn!!!! All the callbacks to actual things they’ve said to each other and things that happened: the scent, Em hating the tight embrace due to past trauma, “the smartest girl in the world”, Bagi having enough of losing people, not caring for “red flags”, THE WAY BAGI TELLS TINA SHE WON’T LEAVE honestly it’s got me screaming and foaming at the mouth. It’s amazing how well it’s able to tie in so much of canon the little tidbits and callbacks

#official fic poll #haveyoureadthisfic #pollblr #fanfiction #fandom culture #internet culture #fanfic #tumblr polls #fandom poll #secrets #quackity smp #qsmp #bagina #minecraft

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qbebou · 7 months

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i love everything tina says ever she just said smth abt potato sacks having natural jute fibers and i was like yes girl!!! tell ‘em!!!!

#laying on my stomach kicking my legs n shit #qsmp #lex.liveblogging #tinakitten

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babystepsofficial · 10 months

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Let's talk about...

Gaslight (1944)!

What does this movie have to do with Baby Steps? Zeke first introduces Tina to Gaslight in chapter 1, when he invites her over to watch the movie with him at his house.

“Hey, T-Bird!” Zeke’s voice greeted her from the other end of the line. “Sorry I didn’t call yesterday, my dad and Cheryl wanted me to watch this old movie with them. It’s called Gaslight ! You ever heard of it?”

“I can't say I have,” Tina said with a smile, sitting down on her bed.

“It’s real wacky, I tell ya what!” Zeke said, and she could hear the smile in his voice. “All the twists caught me completely off guard! I didn’t see ‘em comin’! I kinda wanna watch it again, but my dad and Cheryl are out tonight and I think it’s a movie that would be more fun to watch with someone else.” Then it's mentioned again in chapter 4 when Tina is hanging out with Tammy and Jocelyn at the pool. “I swear, all manipulators are the same.” Jocelyn made a disgusted noise. “They reel you in by being charming then gaslight you when you try to say that something isn’t right.” “Wanna know a fun fact about where the term gaslighting came from?” Tina grinned at the girls. “Not really, but I have a feeling you’re going to tell us anyway.” Tammy was trying to sound snarky, but her smile indicated that she found it entertaining. “So it comes from this play where this girl meets this guy and he starts doing things that make her think she’s going crazy,” Tina explained. “He turns the lights low and says that she’s imagining it, he starts acting shady but keeps telling her that everything is fine.” She looked over at her friends again. “But it turns out that he’s actually the guy who killed her aunt years ago and he only married her because her aunt hid some valuable jewels that he wants to sell to get rich.” “Does he get caught?” Jocelyn asked with genuine interest. Tina nodded. “Oh, yeah. An inspector figures out what’s going on and helps her get the guy out of the house and in jail. They made a movie of it in the nineteen fourties starring Ingrid Bergman and Angela Landsberry.” What's the significance? Zeke first introduces Tina to the movie right after she broke up with Jordan, who gaslit her through their whole relationship. He also mentions his mother Holly during that time, saying that Tina's situation reminded him of his mom's past relationships. But as we learn more about Holly through the story, we come to realize that she has also gaslit him before when he was younger. This is meant to draw parallels between the two women and their experiences, and how it affects Zeke who loves them both (though in different ways). But wait...don't they watch the movie again in chapter 36? Yes, but in the chapter they don't actually end up paying attention to it, instead more focused on each other. That's because they have both reached a place in the story where they have healed enough to not feel like they relate to the movie any more. So have you watched it yet, Pom? ...no lol. It's still on my to watch list. Shhhhhhh!

#baby steps #gaslight 1944 #media literacy #themes #the word of the day is healing #mod pom #i told y'all that i was gonna go full literature nerd on here lmao

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jimmypesto · 1 year

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Zeke/Tina with 15 or 30

zekina + wearing matching Christmas sweaters!

“So…are we gonna talk about it?” Louise asks, sidling up to Tina with a mug of hot cocoa in hand.

Knowing her sister is on the brink of a vicious burn, Tina rolls her eyes before the biting remark actually comes.

“I…don’t know what you’re talking about.” She says evenly, staring straight ahead at the Christmas tree.

Louise laughs, poking at the puffy sleeve of Tina’s sweater.

“Oh, don’t you? Come on, T! Matching sweaters? That’s what you’re doing now?”

Tina snaps her head Louise’s way.

“Doing what? Being in a happy relationship? Yes, Louise. That’s what I’m doing. Do you have a problem with that?”

Louise only laughs again, eliciting a groan from Tina. She is happy, very much so, but the sweaters her fiancé picked out do happen to be a little embarrassing. She just has too much pride to admit that to Louise.

“No problems here!” Louise argues. “Personally, I love hideous sweaters. Can’t get enough of ‘em. You think Zeke would pick one up for me?”

Not bothering to glance down at her chest, Tina sighs. Any retort she can think of will only die at her lips. She and Zeke’s sweaters are hideous: dark blue with gigantic reindeers on the front and 3D antlers sticking out on either side. They’re tacky enough that even Tina’s mom made a face, when they arrived at the front door for Christmas Eve dinner.

Aren’t they funny, T? Zeke had asked a week prior, when he brought the sweaters home on a whim. We’ll be matching!

His excitement rings in Tina’s ears. She doesn’t think she’ll ever have the heart to tell him how she really feels about their outfits, even if he asks her to wear them on every Christmas Eve for the rest of their lives.

“There’s my girl!”

Speak of the devil. Zeke grins as settles onto the Belcher family couch, unaware of Louise’s amused smirk as he wraps an arm around Tina.

“Your old man was showing me that new ham recipe he’s trying!” He says cheerfully. “Might have to try that one myself one of these days.”

When he silently offers his mug of hot chocolate, Tina takes a cautious sip. It’s sweet with a hint of peppermint, and he brings the cup to her lips a second time, when he hears her hum with delight.

“Hey, Zeke, didn’t the store have more obnoxious sweaters?” Louise teases, crossing her arms and leaning against the arm of the sofa. “I’m not sure these ones are cutting it.”

Tina glowers disapprovingly, but her fiancé only laughs. It takes a lot to provoke him.

“Aw, don’t be like that!” He shoots back. “Guess it’s good your sister looks so pretty in everything, isn’t it?”

He gives Tina a squeeze to accompany the compliment, and her glare turns into a smile. With eyes closed, she rests her head against his shoulder.

“Sick!” Louise protests. “Don’t ruin my insults by getting all lovesick on me! You two are gross.”

Hearing another low rumble of laughter from Zeke, Tina keeps her eyes shut as he continues his banter with her sister.

“Don’t be like that, Lil B! I can’t help that I’m marryin’ the world’s most beautiful woman!”

The back and forth persists, each of them prodding each other with well-meaning jabs. It’s comfortable and familiar, and Tina finds herself relaxing even further into Zeke’s grip.

As she listens to the sound of his voice, any self consciousness about her sweater begins to disappear. Even being touched by itchy polyester, she realizes, she’s enveloped by an overwhelming sense of coziness.

#bobs burgers #zekina #thank you for the prompt!#zeke and tina are supposed to be about 24 here

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tempestbeauregard · 1 year

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I wish The L Word Gen Q would figure its shit out ffs.

Yunno what i was gonna put my thoughts in the tags but now I'm just gonna put it on all here cause it's a lot.

Like to go from a semi decent season which was 2 to go to this mess in season 3 like what? Who told them a one year time jump was a good idea?

What happened to dani getting arrested? That's jarring to have that happen then all of a sudden a year later oh gee everything hunky dory 'I work as what an assistant to Alice' like what? Like okay w/e

I can understand maybe separating dani and gigi for some drama and have dani have her fuck around phase cause God knows she kinda deserves it after what Sophie and Finley did to the poor girl.

I effin loved Dani and Gigi in the second season their relaintionship was so fucking healthy i was surprised the L word could pull that off to be honest. It was refreshing.

I also understand having bette and tina finally having their send off cause honestly they had their time like hello the entirety of the original show and most of the first 2 seasons of this new one. Like don't get me wrong I love em but they had their time I want to see new characters and new drama. Like they have their daughter have her character go have some fun yunno.

I still love Alice she deserves to find her person after Dana. I have no complaints for Alice her storylines are always fun. That's probably leishas' doing too.

Also keep it up with Carrie, she's eccentric and funny. No complaints from me when it comes to her stuff.

And yunno I do love Tess and Shane but yunno Shane is gonna Shane like its expected at this point I'm surprised she hasn't gone like hey I should be in a open relationship maybe and like maybe tell my new partners I'm not good at being monogamous' but yes drama good for show maybe down the road whatever. Also jamie Clayton could step on me and Id say thank you. That woman is gorgeous she deserves to have amazing storylines cause she delivers. And fuck all the Terfs that said Shane should be with a real woman and she'd never be with a trans woman. Eff Terfs Jamie is a real woman more woman then any of those terfs would ever be. Also I think it's refreshing to have a role for a trans woman that doesn't revolve around her being trans.(not trying to speak for everyone, but I thinks it's nice...anyway)

Don't even get me started on Sophie and Finley. Just bleh their whole thing not for me. I do give kudos for them doing a addiction story line and going there. I'm just not a fan of them. When I watch the seasons over again I fast forward through all their stuff*shrugs*

I also hope that picture in their main poster for the show showing Dani and Finley is just all it is cause if they have Dani and Finlay together I will log off the show and not watch the show anymore cause blech no just no please god. Not all Lesbians have to sleep together!

Anyway thank you for coming to my Ted Talk and sorry for my word vomit.

#the l word generation q #i am no a writer so apologize if none of that was coherent #i always hate having opinions for a show thats not fully done its season yet and i like to see yunno what they do.#i just had a lot of feelings for that jarring season 3 start #i also spelled finleys name wrong every time and had to go back and fix the spelling #im terrible at remembering names #also if you couldnt tell im a Dani fangirl i saw her in the first ep first season and was like yes shes who i will be obessed with #also gigi i miss first season gigi like the wardrobe #not to say she doesnt look good now #just there was something about her being a little bit like jock? preppy looking wtf is that wardrobe style i dunno i liked it

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don’t read

"So, Tina, what would you say has led you to where you are today?"

"That other guy. Whatshisname. Tall. Skinny. He literally just left only a minute ago. Ya don't remember?" Tina looks at the monk interviewing her like they are the idiot here.

The monk blinks before trying to better explain. "I'm looking for something a bit more metaphorical."

"Oh! Ha, yeah that makes like way more sense! Probably like my big sister or whatever. We've kinda always been inseparable with her lookin' out for me but she thinks it'll be good for me to try and be more worldly. Lady Linoan's here too already! Somebody's gotta keep her company and if Safy's stayin' in Tahra, it looks like it's gotta be me!"

Tina sits in the chair provided for about half a sentence before getting up and poking about the room as she rambles. She flips through the books nearly arranged on the bookshelf and doesn't bother putting them back even remotely close to where they had been. She makes her way behind the interviewer's desk and starts rummaging through the drawers even though they are sitting right there.

"I think she just wants to keep me from wanderin' off and gettin' myself into trouble again. But I can't help it! There's so much out there to see! I don't wanna stay cooped up forever and she’s the one who ran off in the first place the last time and…"

The monk clears their throat but Tina doesn't notice at first. They do so again and she looks up from her invasion of privacy. "I'm going to have to ask you to please leave my drawers alone."

"Oh, oops! Sorry~" She plops back down cross legged into the chair. "Was that whatcha wanted?"

"Yes. That's good enough I think." The monk writes something down on a piece of parchment before turning back to the prospective student in front of them. "Now, what would you say is your greatest weakness?"

"Bugs," Tina answers without any hesitation.

"Bugs?" The monk looks up with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah. Bugs. I'll do like anything to keep ‘em away from me. Safy’s always gettin’ on my case about bein’ more mature about it but can ya really blame me? If some meanie thief was puttin’ creepy, nasty bugs on your face you’d do whatever he said to make him stop too! Then she says if I’da just stayed put like she told me to I wouldn’t have had to but maybe if she’d quit actin’ like I’m a little girl and tell me what was actually goin’ on I wouldn’t need to go off after her!”

The interviewer blinks a few times trying to process how the young cleric jumped from thought to thought. “And your strengths?”

"I'm a cleric, heehee! But I don't do that boring stuff like healing or whatever. You don't gotta worry about gettin' hurt if the bad guys don't have weapons anymore right?" Tina gives a wink. "We got all sorts of funky staves in Tahra but even there you'd be hard pressed to find someone else as good with the thief and unlock staves as I am!"

She fidgets in her seat. "Is that it? Am I done yet?"

"Just one more," they promise. "If a story were to be written about your life, what role would you play?"

"The heck kinda question is that? You plannin' on gettin' me to sign a book deal or somethin'?" She flashes a cheeky grin and twirls a curl around her finger. "How bout a spunky but lovable sidekick? The kind you just wanna take under your wing. Is that somethin'? I've been a lot of things–sister, cleric, thief, soldier–I can't just pick one!"

#don't dead open inside #it's bad

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itsnotmandatorybee · 1 year

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December 31, 2022

Saturday

10:59 AM

These children interrupted my sleep.

I'm now living in the city, and I don't really know if I should call it one—Internet's slow, streets are no different to our barrio, but this place not even bothered to put more colorful lanterns or banners around.

Now, let's go back to these children with their horns. I'm literally having a headache. Those noises are louder than bumpy cars, choo-choo trains, and the sound of my speakers when I play my favourite songs.

And—yes, I should take a note that when I was a kid, I always told to stop since it's still morning, and blowing horns aren't good while people are hustling for their media noche, and noises got them head scrumble, saying, "Sa susunod na araw, umbok na 'yang pisngi mo." Yes, the "beke" or mumps that sounded like "beki" when my innocent self don't know what it means 'til the moment I had one, and had no choice but to put "tina" on the part of my face where mumps grow... only to know that it's an infection and I was a victim of Dr. Quack's scheme. I regret of smelling like sour milkfish soup. Paksiw!

Horns are delightful and you need to put so much pressure to blow it. Then you'll just trying to give yourself the context not to think about "horns" anymore 'cause you might wondering I am trying to tell you about "horn" and not "horn".

Let's just forget about it, let's go back to these children.

The tip of the horn full of saliva. Then there goes 12, and I'm l'll scream with after father lit Judas' belt, and my hearty soul will rock. Speakers are on its full volume. Round fruits are forbidden to be touched. TV's open for the countdown. 3... 2... 1...

Then there goes 3 or 4 AM when everybody's sleeping, and I need to take care of my Mom's plate not to fall as I wash 'em with a bubbly soap and new sponge.

And, yes. I'll blow horns at 5 AM and no one cares. They're all sleeping like cooking oil in sitting peacefully in the kitchen, and I'm living my best life as a kid, and will turn afterwards to play Beyblade and brick game.

And, yes. I believe Taylor Swift is a Filipina, for we lit Christmas light up 'til January. Not to mention how immortal spaghetti is and still good like an MMFF movie on its second week.

And, yes. For Pete's sake, I wonder why these kids stopped blowing horns after writing this one. Probably, they're tired or will sleep in the middle of the afternoon to save their energy for New Year's eve.

And, yes. I should do the same 'cause I need to work exactly at midnight. No hams or salad on sight, but my warm desktop and keyboards are waiting in front of me.

This time, my perspective has changed. I once wrote this a year ago, and I know it made my 2022 a year of clownery:

"When I was a kid, people say that don't talk when your mouth is full. When I grown up, people say that don't love when still unsure."

And, yes. I should be writing of what 2022 had been into my life. Well, it's like waiting in a bus for 8 full hours. It's like waiting for someone who can't even bother to leave a message 'cause they don't f*ck*ng care, or more than a farewell message to a friend with their resignation letter, or a tea party, or a family problem, or existential crisis, or red and pink, or ties and sneakers... or a plan never brought to life, but a series of lightness and darkness intertwined and compiled into a book, with no strings or sentimental things attached.

These children interrupted my sleep.

And, I don't know what I'm talking about. Really.

One thing's for sure. I'm not yet ready, but I need to be one, but...

Here's to another laugh and pain. Here's to more roadtrips and sleepless nights.

Here's to you is overrated.

I should say, "here's to me..."

Here's to me and my 2023.

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reviewmillions · 2 years

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Things We Never Got Over by Lucy Score [Summary, Review, and FAQs] |Reviewmillions

"Things we never got over" is up on the trend whenever I see any post about books it is about "Things we never got over" so I decided to give a summary of the book that doesn't contain spoilers and my honest review.

This piece of article will contain "Things we never got over" summary, review, author opinion, conclusion, and FAQs.

Things We Never Got Over Summary

As the book starts we are thrown into the story with no introduction to the characters. The story starts when a 36-year-old lady Niomi (main character) ran away from her ceremony to help her twin sister Tina. Tina calls her sister to a very small town named Knockemover, yes like literally "knock-em-over".

Tina calls her to a cafe in that small town. When she arrives over there she was not welcomed because of the attitude of her sister in that town. Tina was the opposite of her sister Niomi, she was a rebel and a girl that you can say is selfish. And in that cafe, Niomi meets a guy Knox ( main character).

The first impression of Niomi was not good in front of Knox, as Knox thought that Niomi was Tina because they both were twins. They both had a horrible introduction, but once when Niomi showed her ID they were shocked that Tina really has a twin sister.

And after telling everyone about herself she goes out to see her car, but it was gone. And then she realized that Tina just scammed her and stolen her car. All of a sudden now Niomi has nothing she is in a small town where she doesn't know anyone, she doesn't have money her life has just turned over.

And in the middle of that, she finds out that Tina has an 11-year-old daughter that Niomi has no clue about it. Niomi is not the kind of girl who can leave her niece like her sister. And this is the time when Knox decides to help her. Knox has seen that Tina was not a good mother for the 11-year-old. But his attitude is grumpy.....

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Honest Review

Now is the time for my honest review. According to me the book "Things we never got over" is thick and it takes time to read. There are a lot of places where you will find that this book has a lot of scenes that can be removed.

This book is definitely not a quick read. I will not suggest this book to everyone because a lot of people don't like a book with a single mother struggling. This book has a romance to it but it depends on the person and how they see this situation.

Authors Opinion

Lucy Store ( the author) started writing this book a few days before three of her closest friends' husbands passed away. She was in shock that three of her friends are now widows in their forties.

She had no idea what is book is all about even when she was halfway through, but once she finished it she got it.

" This book is about the bravery it takes for us to love someone when we all know how every love story ends. It's about choosing love over fear again and again. It is about showing up and being brave even when we know it is going to hurt like hell"

Sometimes she couldn't get past the loss of her friend suffering. She wishes all of us to love wholeheartedly and are there for our relationships so that when we are part our only regret is quantity, not quality.

"That we all understand that the pain of loss is what gives the rest of our life color and flavor and texture"

FAQs

Is this book 18+?

ANS: It is said to be 13+

How many pages does this book contain?

ANS: 567, from starting[includes "about the author" and "chapters"] to tell the novel ends.

CONCLUSION

This book has romance in it but I said it depends on a person from what point of view they are reading it. From my side, it was a sad and depressing novel. Especially after reading the author's opinion.

#thingswenevergotover #books #review #lucyscore

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blue-eyed-bloodstains · 2 years

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When is your birthday? May 7,1992 so this year I just hit 30...ugh

What do you usually do to celebrate? never really do

Do you enjoy surprises? no I hate them

Have you ever had a surprise party? yeah and look above for my reaction to it...

What’s the best gift you’ve ever received? Christmas 2020...when he got down on one knee and put a ring on my finger...nothing can ever top that

Do you ever get sad on your birthday? most times yeah cause I hate them in general...

Do you like ice cream cake? oh fuck yeah I actually ask for it! ll

How about sprinkles? not a big fan of em but if they’re on it already? it’s fine with me

What cake is your favorite? again if not ice cream cake, cheesecake hands down

Do you tend to go all out for others birthdays? I try to, given I never really get the chance to but if I could I’d make sure to go all out for them

Have you ever thrown your own party? nope

Do you just prefer a more low key celebration? exactly yep

Have you ever forgotten your birthday or anyone else’s? I never have but there was one year that I thought Joe (dad) and Tina (stepmom) did cause it was literally like 5pm when they rushed into their bedroom after running out (to get a card) so they could fill it out real quick then knock on my bedroom door acting all innocent to hand me it and wish me happy birthday like I didn’t already know that they forgot that day...so I played stupid/along with them

Do you share a birthday with any celebrities? so apparently I share it with 8 celebs, but I vaguely recognize only one name...Breckin Meyer

What season does your birthday fall in? Are you happy with that? I’m May 7 so that’s spring and yeah I guess it’s fine with me as long as there’s a cool breeze I’m good

Do you know anyone born on a holiday? no but two of my closest friends for many many years are within 10 days of Christmas so close enough lol

Can you say happy birthday in another language? nope

Isn’t being sang to so awkward? yes holy fuck it’s actually a pet peeve of mine...if I happen to be out to dinner with fam/friends I always damn near threaten them to not sneak off and tell our waiter/waitress so they won’t do the whole “birthday thing” that restaurants have...trust me from working at Applebees twice and having to do it myself? all the more reason why I don’t want it done to me

Have you ever baked your own cake? no

Baked anyone else a cake? no

Do you dress up? not usually no

Have you ever worn a tiara or sash saying it was your birthday? no

What year has been your favorite? 2016 cause that’s when Zach and I had our first date and from then on we were inseperable

Are you happy with your life so far? ha no...

#survey #about me #bored

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elliotl · 2 years

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TINA: Bad seems okay... he is just a prankster thats all ^_^

YES Tina tell 'em!

#tinakitten #badboyhalo

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asset35-maya · 3 years

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HEAT WAVES

This is a short multi-character series about different kinds of love blooming in the summertime. Written as part of the DBH LATE SUMMER PROMPT CHALLENGE

(Read Parts 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 and 6 first!)

[PART 7/7: HEAT OF THE NIGHT]

**TW: SEXUAL CONTENT

“Hey baby.”

Gavin was barely audible as he shifted on Hank’s couch to make room for Nines. He opened his arms and let the android lay down with his back to his chest. He wrapped an arm around Nines’ middle and nuzzled his neck.

“I couldn’t find Sixty anywhere. Are you sure you didn’t see him leave?”

“Hmm…? No…”

“I think he’s disabled his tracker. The little shit! The house keeps coming up as his last location when I search for his signal!”

“Don’t worry, babe. He knows his way back. Like our cat… If Con went missing that would be a real problem. Like if Sumo went missing. But with Six… it’s like our bitch-ass cat. She comes and goes as she pleases. We shouldn’t wait up.”

Nines rearranged his husband’s sleepy grip to be less stifling and relaxed into the cuddle.

“Hmm. You always did understand my own brothers better than me. I just can’t figure out why he was so upset earlier.”

Gavin yawned and pulled Nines closer despite having just been pushed away a little. He tended to get handsy after a few drinks.

“He should be fine now...”

Frowning, Nines twisted in the human’s grasp. He was smooched lovingly before he could articulate any response. He allowed a few messy kisses before breaking off with a quiet whine.

“Gavin, if you know where he is, just tell me. I’ll sleep better for it.”

“Babe, I have no idea-”

He broke off as a rumble came from overhead. Something scraped across the tiles on the roof and came to a stop with a muted thud. Nines looked up at (and through) the ceiling, eyes glazing over and LED spinning rapidly.

“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me.”

A detective through and through, Gavin chuckled as he easily deduced whatever Nines saw using his x-ray vision. He pressed a kiss to his husband’s throat.

“Just like us back in the day, huh?”

Allen broke away panting. He put a hand on Sixty’s chest to still him. It had been years since he’d done anything like this. Lying on top of a man’s house and making out with his son for hours like a teenager.

Their chaste first kiss had evolved into something decidedly more mature. Months of mutual pining and sexual tension spilled over effusively and now the two of them were rock hard and desperate for some kind of release.

Sixty moaned in Allen’s ear and ground against his thigh. With the way they were lying intertwined, that action also brought some much-needed friction to Allen’s groin. He sucked his breath in through his teeth.

“Sixty... just... Fuck it. Just touch me.”

“Are you sure, Cap?”

“Fuck, don’t call me that if you’re going to jerk me off!”

“Yes, sir.”

Sixty kissed him once more and undid the buttons of his jeans with ease. A hand slipped past the waistband and palmed his erection through his briefs. Impatient, Allen lifted his hips and brought both his underwear and jeans down to his thighs. Sixty’s eyes widened at the sight of the exposed and leaking cock.

Despite having very limited experience in this department, the android moved with confidence. He rolled over his captain’s body and captured his chapped lips in another deep kiss, wrapping a hand around the turgid shaft and stroking.

Allen sighed into the kiss with satisfaction and began to unzip Sixty’s trousers. He quickly found his prize and ran a thumb over the tip of the synthetic penis, producing a garble of static and glitching noises from the android.

Their wrists moved in tandem, speeding up and slowing down in a well-coordinated rhythm. Allen let his consciousness wander and allowed himself to forget that he was perched two floors above the ground. He placed all his trust in the android holding him. It wasn’t the first time he’d done so, albeit in a very different context... so it was incredibly easy.

Sixty soon felt himself get near to the close and could tell that Allen was even closer. He withdrew his hand and peeled Allen’s fingers off his own dick. Looking deep into his new lover’s eyes, Sixty lowered himself further and brought their slick cocks in direct contact with each other.

That was absolutely the right thing to do, considering the loud moan that Allen let out. The older man clapped a hand over his mouth in shock at his own reaction, but quickly recovered when Sixty spat between them and began to move. Trapped between their abdomens, their cocks slipped and slid against each other... hardening and pulsing and twitching... and then finally releasing.

LED flashing a myriad of colors and cooling fans running high, Sixty finished with a groan and fell onto the roofing tiles beside Allen. They both lay there staring at the moon… thoroughly undignified… shirts hiked up over their nipples…spent cocks dribbling onto their stomachs.

“Great job, Cap.”

“You too... bud.”

Tina arched her back and clamped her thighs over his hips as she rode him, backwards. She tossed her hair and rolled her body in ways she’d only seen in certain films. If she thought about it for too long, it felt kind of silly. Like she was just playing a part and the director would yell cut any second.

But this was real. This was not a Hollywood studio. This was her boyfriend’s bedroom and this was the sex life she had now.

She wondered whether it had anything to do with him being an android... Connor was insatiable. He wanted her all day, every day, everywhere.

She didn’t know if or how long it would last, but hell, she wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth. It was the best sex of her existence and she would take however much of it she was given, especially if it came with heaps of adoration and praise and affection.

Connor jerked his hips underneath her. She got the message and picked up the pace. His hands came to rest on her stomach from behind and slid upwards slowly to cup her breasts. He held on tightly and sat up, pressing his chest against her back with enviable core strength.

Tina turned in his grip and he brought his mouth to hers. She parted her lips and invited his tongue in. He then leaned forwards and brought her crashing down onto the mattress. Another position, then.

With a series of implicit gestures, Tina relinquished the lead and passed the control back to Connor. He flipped her onto her back and hooked her legs around his waist, all the while buried deep inside and pumping ceaselessly. His deft fingers circled her clit and she knew that she’d be coming again... for the fifth time in a row.

“Hey T.”

“What?”

“I love you.”

Gavin sighed against Nines’ bare back. Falling asleep was proving difficult, given the clamour from various parts of the house. He knew his husband was wide awake too.

“Baby…”

“Shhhh.”

“Don’t act like you can sleep through all this.”

“What?”

“Your siblings making multiple trips to bone town? Plus your dad trying to out-snore his dog. It sounds like we’re on a farm here.”

Nines made a petulant noise but Gavin could tell that he was also amused.

“So what do you suggest we do?”

“Well, I’ve always said… if you can’t beat ’em… join ’em…”

Gavin scooted around on the couch a little and pressed his groin flush against Nines’ backside. A sharp hiss escaped the android.

“Really?”

“Yeah, why not?”

There was a pause (during which a series of snores and moans echoed in the living room) while Nines considered the proposition. He apparently found little objection to it and ground back against Gavin’s hardening length.

“Now we’re talking.”

Gavin gently bit down on his husband’s shoulder and pulled on the drawstrings of the sweatpants they both wore. He eased the fabric off the both of them. In no time at all, his stiffening cock was between Nines’ cheeks and his hand wrapped around Nines’ shaft.

Self-lubrication was one of the things about androids that Gavin was eternally grateful for. He gathered the drip from Nines’ tip and coaxed him to full mast, all the while rutting against the slick crease of Nines’ ass.

Their motions were easy, well-practiced.

Once they were both fully aroused, he stroked his hands over Nines’ body and guided one of his thighs up to fully expose his entrance. There was absolutely no resistance. Even in the dark, there was no hitch to any of these proceedings. They’d made love like this a hundred times before and would do it a hundred times again.

Gavin took hold of his cock, gave it a few pumps and aimed. He slowly found his mark, slipping in and bottoming out with grace. He hooked an arm around Nines’ raised leg and waited a beat, before pulling halfway out and pushing back in exactly once.

“Ohhh…”

“Is that good, baby?”

“Shhh… don’t talk.”

Gavin smiled into the side of Nines’ neck and set up a gentle rhythm with his hips. He had to go with the shallowest of thrusts if they intended to stay on the couch. But that was fine, they’d had plenty of rough, fast sex in the early days of their relationship. They weren’t missing out on anything. In fact, nowadays both of them preferred the sweeter, gentler kind of lovemaking.

Nines reached behind and cradled Gavin’s head in the crook of his arm, pulling him down for a deep kiss. He obliged easily, and for his part, used the extra room to slip his free hand around Nines’ body and grasp his cock.

Under each other’s careful ministrations, they took turns to sink into the pleasure and fall apart. Eventually, when he could hold himself back no longer, Gavin began taking all the steps to make sure Nines came first. He sinfully grazed the synthetic prostate on every thrust…caressed his chest… teased his nipples… massaged his laden balls… and pumped his cock with dedication until Nines seized up against him and came with a muted gasp.

Gavin stroked him throughout the climax and caught the ejaculate in his fingers. Without any instruction, Nines grabbed his hand and licked the mess off his digits. Keeping his breath steady, Gavin pulled out and lay flat on the couch with his flushed and wet cock in the air.

The android moved over him with absolutely no need to be asked. Nines took his husband into his mouth and swallowed down to the base of his shaft with an utterly inhuman lack of gag reflex. Gavin finished down his throat and the two of them fell back into the spooning position that they’d begun in.

They lay together quietly, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of yet another round of happily married sex. It was so blissful that they almost forgot where they were until one of Hank’s rumbling snores resounded through the house. Nines had the presence of mind to get up and pull their sweatpants back on before both drifted off to dreamland… uninterrupted by lustful moans from the spare bedroom and heavy thudding from the roof.

@connor-sent-by-cyberlife

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guess which bitch is back

✨me✨

lmao sorry for not being active lately. moving on w shitty life story i fell down the stairs while coming from tuition yesterday. my back hands and legs hurt like a bitch. i think i traumatized the guy who was behind me. bc he was like "bitch tf you did??" he was literally shook deadass was in trance and he stared at me like i'm some alien (probably i am-) me 🤝 traumatizing people since 1989 bc yes i told my guy friend about it and he was like "shit why wasn't i there pls can you fall tomorrow too? xoxo" BITCH OK I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS BUT CLEARLY NOT he was joking i hope for the sake of our friendship

SYDNEY SWEENY IS SO BEAUTIFUL 😍

today we had "blessing ceremony" and nyasa and my other friend ditched left me alone to deal w tina #sad but i j said her hi and then ignored her so hehehe girlboss

anyways i don't need alcohol to be chaotic moi makes bad decision without drinking 🥱💅‼️

i brought a teddy bear and it's pronouns are he/they. he's name twins w nyasa s teddy both of them are called andy 💗👼✨ ofc they're named after the loml andrew garfield just remembered i never told you my pronouns lmao i use she/her and i'm a raging bisexual you can tell i'm a ✨material gworl✨💅💋

ANYWHORE MY BF IS SO HOT LIKE WHAAAAAT???? we were randomly hanging out in his room my family is friends w his family since like forever so they don't care if we're alone in a room or not #coolindianparents itna trust i could never- moving on out of no where he's like "garmi ho rahi naa?" (translation: it's getting hot in here?😼" and he proceeds to remove his t shirt and omg so seggsy?? mf was shirtless (he does gym mf has abs but not very muscle-y? my mans a skinny legend lmao do you get what i'm saying probably not) and j wearing *drum rolls* *dramatic pause* 🥁🥁🥁 ✨GREY SWEATPANTS✨ istg he'll be the death of me

i think i'm in my ✨bridgerton✨ brothers phase antony and benedict omg so hot

i love you tori mwah mwah

goodbye lover i swear i don't do drugs

🔮(pretty emoji)

girl you need to be cellotaped to a human sized pillow. i do not trust you with walking anymore. omg yes stop traumatizing the poor dude 😭😭 hehe your friend better be joking or im taking out my knives. jjk.

AAA SHE IS SO FUCKING BEAUTIFULLL. omg noo not tinaaa. GOOD FOR YOU THO SCREW HER SHE SUCKS.

believe me bestie i know. still i dont think alcohol would help w your decision making either djsk 😩😩 [ jk we're getting drunk together 4 years from now when im out of uni w hopefully a job ]

HAHA YOURE NOT JUST A RAGING BISEXUAL YOURE A CHAOTIC BISEXUAL. dude i love the teddys gib one to me 🔪🔪

OMGG GOOD FOR YOU ISTG HE DID THAT ON PURPOSE HE WANTED TO GET A COMPLIMENT OUT OF YOU THAT SMOOTH FUCKER.

i still need to watch that show and i oop. i should probably start likr ern.

AA THATS SO BEAUTIFUL

i love you more

omg i dont have any color pallette coordination fml.

GOODBYE LOVE YOU SURE YOU DONT DO EM??? WHO KNOWS ANYMORE

#🔮 anon #tea with anons #queued #long post

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peach-pops · 3 years

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the perfect pear || oikawa drabble

synopsis: argentina timeskip where you and oikawa enjoy fruit by the beach with a side of light bantering

word count: 854

warnings: wanting to kick a kid PFT IDK??? there should also be a warning cause i was gonna name this “argue-tina” cause get it ? whatever i thought it was funny-

authors note: based off a dream- nothing deep, just wanted to have a bit of teasing while also thinking about how much oikawa is thriving in argentina

you took in a deep breath and sighed contently against the warmth of the beaming sun. argentina was gorgeous.

you loved everything about the country from the kind natives who were always so welcoming to help you learn more about their culture to the mouth-watering food stands that you swore were blessed by the gods themselves.

you never thought you would end up across the world to visit your boyfriend in south america, but the longer you stayed, the more you knew how much you would miss it all.

when oikawa had told you that he wanted to visit argentina for volleyball, you remember telling him how crazy he was.

he could play volleyball anywhere, what was in argentina?

oikawa swore up and down how this had always been a huge dream for him and begged you to say yes.

(you explained to him multiple times that he didn’t need to ask permission and while you fully supported his idea, you did suggest he be the one to pay for the international texting charges)

you knew it was all so crazy and everything happened so fast. one minute you two were graduating alongside childhood friends and the next, you were helping him find a place to live in south america.

you were nervous of course cause it meant spending a few months relying on facetime calls to get you two by but you both wanted to make long-distance work.

you listened to the percussion of the waves and the tourists laughing rather loudly in the background as you sanded down your surfboard. in the next few weeks, the beaches would get less and less crowded due to the tourist season coming to an end and it was your own wake-up call that this trip was only temporary.

“ took me a minute to find you, i swear you’re blending in with the locals now,” oikawa teased as he nudged your lower back with his foot,” but of course, i can still spot your beauty from a mile away.”

you looked up at your boyfriend, who graciously rocked a blue muscle tee that not only showed off his biceps, but the growing sunburn that was spreading across his shoulders and cheeks.

you smiled and greeted him with a soft kiss as he sat down beside you,”ah yes, speaking of beauty, i told you to put on sunscreen didn’t i? you look like a tomato.”

“ a sexy tomato?” oikawa teased as you stared back at him, expressionless,” tough crowd okay- I didn’t have time, I was too busy fighting a lady over the last guava.”

“ and what was the verdict?”

oikawa reached into his tote and to your amusement, he pulled out an assortment of pears,” clearly i was no match.”

you both shared a hearty laugh as oikawa carefully cut the fruit. once he cut a full sliver, he moved the piece close to your mouth as if he would feed you. you leaned in, none the wiser, as he pulled the piece away and popped it into his mouth.

“ im breaking up with you.”

“ and you call me the drama queen- you’re really going to break up with me over a pear?”

“ maybe that was the last straw,” you sighed as you faked a pout before oikawa quickly cut you another piece and fed you for real,”hmm... i’ll keep you around for now.”

the two of you chatted about your days respectively and continued to eat the fresh pears until there was only one more left. you both looked at each other but before you could grab it from the tote, oikawa snatched it up.

“ too slow.”

“ whatever, i wasn’t hungry anyway.”

as much as you two always teased each other, you both were absolutely head over heels for each other. even though others would disagree, you knew oikawa was a gentle and loyal soul who was more than just an attractive, hardworking player...yet yes, he was also a stubborn baby who will scream into the void about extraterrestrial life like it’s no ones business.

oikawa could go on and on about how much he loves your smile and your eyes but what really made him fall in love rested safely behind your ribs. your sweet heart belonged to him in every way and he wasn’t ashamed to say that you had his.

“ do you ever get the urge to kick a kids sandcastle down?” you asked, breaking the comfortable silence as the two of you stared at a small child playing in the sand.

what was he saying about you being oh so sweet?

“ if you’re asking me if i would kick a kid then yes, absolutely.”

“ i- when did i say kicking the kid you psychopath,” you gasped as you slapped oikawa hard on the shoulder, earning a lousy whine from his lips,” and i don’t know how you’re going to kick em with one good knee.”

“ okay that’s the last straw, we’re done. im booking your flight back to miyagi right now-”

“ oh just hush and cut me another slice,” you said as oikawa smiled to himself before cutting the last slice of the prickly pear in half.

he kept his eyes on the horizon as he aimed the sliced pear towards your mouth yet when you leaned in to take a bite, he pulled away yet again and ate the last two slices in front of you.

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