#( GOTTA CHEER ERIN UP )

[woso-dreamzzz]

New Year's

Hardersson x Child!Reader

Part of The Big Adventures Universe

Summary: You don't want to sleep

"Come on," Magda groans as you duck under her arm again, sprinting from the living room back into the kitchen," Princesse, let's not play these games."

You're freshly clean, all nice and washed from your bath - though it was debatable if it was truly just your bath because you splashed so much that Magda got soaked too. You can't seem to stop moving.

Magda hasn't even fully got your pyjamas on so you're running around with just your bottoms and no top. You skirt around the table when she approaches and then climb under it when she makes to grab you.

It's a bit embarrassing for her, being outsmarted and outpaced by her under five-year-old. It's even more embarrassing when she looks at the clock and realises Pernille will be home in a few minutes and she's yet to get you all ready for bed like she promised she would.

It's New Year's Eve tonight and Magda and Pernille wanted to get you all tucked up in bed long before any fireworks went off so you would hopefully sleep through it all.

"Can't catch me, Morsa!" You cheer as you duck past her again and scamper off down the hallway.

"But I can!"

You're snatched up into Momma's arms before you even register that she's gotten home. She pulls you up onto her hip and blows a raspberry on your belly.

"You're shirtless!" Momma declares with a laugh," Where's your shirt?"

You give her an innocent look. "Don't know."

"You don't know?" She asks, walking you straight to Morsa, who's waving your shirt at you.

"Morsa!" You groan, suddenly going limp as if that will weaken Momma's grip and allow your daring escape. "I don't want my shirt!"

"Too bad," Momma says," Pyjamas fully on and then bedtime snuggles."

After Morsa wrestles you into your sleep shirt (a big Frido Sweden jersey that your moster gave you when she last visited), she falls back onto the sofa and waits for Momma to bring you over for your bedtime cuddles.

You try to escape but Momma doesn't let you, squishing you between her and Morsa.

"No! No snuggles!"

"Why?" Momma asks," Why no cuddles?"

"Cuddles mean bed!" You complain," I don't want bed!"

"You love bed," Morsa says," And you love night time snuggles."

It's true. She's right. You love snuggles and bedtime but not tonight.

"No!" You declare," Erin said-"

Momma groans good-naturedly. "What has Erin told you now? Is it like the sea thing? Princesse, not everything Erin tells you is true."

You ignore her. "Erin said that it's New Year's Eve and that you've gotta stay up until it's New Year's Day!"

Inwardly, Magda swears as she realises how painful this night is going to be. You can be pretty stubborn when you want to be and she just knows that you won't go down without a fight.

"Okay," Pernille says, much to Magda's horror," You can stay up."

You narrow your eyes at Pernille. "I can?"

"You can."

You immediately scamper off back to your room to grab some of your toys.

"Pernille!" Magda hisses," Why did you say that? We'll never get her to bed!"

"We will." Pernille's confidence is admirable. "She'll crash soon."

Magda watches as you run around with your toys and feels her hope dwindling.

By ten, Pernille's hope dwindles too and she actively begins trying to tire you out. She puts on music and makes you dance with Magda (who almost ends up falling asleep on the sofa), she sits you down and reads story after story after story to you for wind down time. She even manages to trick you into getting your usual pre-bed snuggles but it doesn't help like usual.

"Alright," Magda says eventually after maybe half an hour of a restless nap," I'm turning the tv off."

You whip your head toward her, abandoning the little fort you're trying to make out of the pillows and blankets Momma had tried to use to get you to feel sleepy.

"No!" You say," Millie said-"

Momma groans loudly at that, burying her face in the arm of the sofa.

You give her a strange look before continuing. "Millie said that there's fireworks on the tv when it becomes New Year's Day. Want to watch it."

"Manners, princesse." Momma's voice is slightly muffled but still stern.

"Want to watch it, please." You draw out the last word just to make a point.

Morsa crouches in front of you, pulling you out from your fort. "Alright," She says," Here's the deal. You clean up everything now, take down your fort, put your toys away and..."

"And?"

"And you can come up to the Big Bed."

"Want to watch the fireworks."

"We'll put it on the tv in our room but you have to get everything nice and tidy now."

"Promise?"

She interlocks your pinkies. "Promise."

Much with the same energy as earlier, you zoom around the house. Your fort is packed away in record time and your toys are returned to your room.

In that time, Pernille's gotten over her own exhaustion to head into the kitchen to make you your special sleepytime milk. She doesn't make it often (mainly because buying dried lavender is a pain to find) but it always makes you happy when she does and it sends you right to sleep.

"We should have done this earlier," Magda says as she holds Pernille by the hips and rests her head against her partner's back," I love her but she's so exhausting."

"She's stubborn," Pernille corrects," Like you."

Magda ignores the teasing jab in favour of saying," When did we get so old? We used to stay up until midnight all the time."

"We had a baby," Pernille laughs as she adds some honey to the lavender and milk mix, pouring it all into a sippy cup that you had probably outgrown but refused to get rid of.

"Here comes the baby," Magda mutters when she hears the familiar pitter-patter of your running feet. "Have you put everything away?"

You nod. "Time for the fireworks and the Big Bed?"

"That's right. Take your drink with you."

You dutifully take your sippy cup and run off with it.

"Whatever you're planning," Pernille says," It better work because if she's too keyed up to sleep tonight, it's on your head."

Magda has a plan though so Pernille's threat means nothing to her.

She switches on the tv in their room but also turns the light off. She puts the volume on low and makes sure you're nice and settled between her and Pernille.

"Have a drink," She says as she turns on the countdown to New Year's Day," Come on, princesse. You've been playing for a long time now. Have a sip. Momma will play with your hair if you want."

Pernille gives Magda a look of realisation and slowly cards her fingers through your tresses, scratching at your head every so often to make you feel all floaty and boneless.

You yawn a few times and your eyes slip shut even more but you always catch yourself.

Momma pulls you into her chest the later it gets, moving you from sitting upright to lying down.

It makes you feel a little sleepier and you just shut your eyes for a little bit before the fireworks.

The loud countdown from the tv sounds a little blurry in your ears and even Morsa's little chuckles sound floaty and far away.

"I think she's asleep," She says.

"Right on twelve," Momma replies.

You have to force your eyes open as what Sam told you comes to mind. You still feel heavy with sleep as you move around. "Have to...Have to..." Your head lulls a little bit before you force it up again. "Kisses."

You press a kiss to Momma's cheek and then Morsa's.

"Have to do New Year's kisses," You explain as you get comfortable on Momma's chest again," Have to. Sam says so."

You're drifting off again, completely exhausted and limp, as you feel yourself being moved a bit further up and then the two pairs of lips brushing against both of your cheeks.

You smile.

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[lovinpelova]

embarrassed | j. fleming

summary; jessie's been acting weird all day at training, you need to force the explanation out of her. [SMUT]

🎵 let me explain - bryson tiller

"keep going."

you hummed in response against jessies neck whilst trailing gentle kisses along her pulse point, feeling her hands find purchase on your shoulders before trailing under your arms and wrapping themselves around your torso alongside her legs around your waist. the canadian moaned softly when you carefully bit down just under her shirt collar - knowing she would fuss if you left a mark somewhere visible - and your eyes flickered up to watch her head throw back in pleasure, a grin forming on your lips as she attempted to push you further down her body.

the moment was cut short by your alarm going off next to her, both of you groaning in annoyance as jessie quickly switched it off for the third time that morning. a wake-up like that meant you'd ignored your two previous warning alarms, so if you stayed in bed for another twenty minutes (which you were definitely going to do without the interruption) you'd be late for training. emma would not be happy with that.

"sorry baby, we gotta get ready."

"ugh! can i have one more kiss at least?"

you shook your head at her request, leaning down to kiss her sweetly before standing up and pulling her with you to get ready for the intense training schedule you had planned.

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emma started you guys off with a couple warm-up drills so you'd all had a feel for the ball, placing you into a rondo before switching into a game of two-touch with smaller groups assigned. once she felt you'd all had sufficient touches on the ball she moved into a simple shooting drill; pass the ball to your left for a 1-2 with your partner and shoot with your weaker foot no matter the positioning, then switch sides after everyone had a go.

normally flourishing in shooting drills that required the use of your weak foot, jessie was happy with emmas first choice of practice. she stepped up with niamh as her partner first, full of confidence, succeeding with the 1-2 due to niamhs pin-point accuracy and running onto the ball with her right foot planted beside it. she didn't feel herself hit the ball with as much power as she could - but she thought that wouldn't matter as she looked up in expectance of it going into the back of the net like usual - only for her to stand there dumbfounded when she hit a low shot that cleared the goal completely. she didn't even get the ball off the ground!

"it's okay jess, try again!"

emma encouraged, jessie moving back into place and once again succeeding in the 1-2, hearing a little cheer from yourself and erin to give her a final boost of confidence as she ran onto it. hearing your voice made her brain short-circuit and she missed the ball completely, falling flat on her arse as she huffed due to getting the wind knocked out of her. she laughed alongside the rest of the team, all of you quickly stopping and checking if she was okay as she got up and insisted she was fine with niamh walking to the back of the line with her.

"what's up with you today? you never miss shots like that, nevermind fall flat on your arse and get the wind knocked out of you."

"i'm just a little bit distracted, that's all."

jessie insisted politely, niamh giving her a knowing look as she wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

"you sure it doesn't have anything to do with y/n? as soon as you heard her voice you fell over."

the canadian groaned in response to her best friends detective work, watching her celebrate as she knew she'd been right. knowing niamh wouldn't leave her alone until she told her what you'd done to distract her so much that morning, she made sure to take a step away from the others and lower her tone as you stepped up to take your turn in the drill.

"we were going to... you know this morning but we had to stop 'cus we were gonna be late."

niamhs face scrunched up in disgust at the mention of sex, jessie shoving her shoulder lightly with a bright red blush across her cheeks in response to the defenders laughter at her best friends situation.

"just say you're feeling sick so you can go home early with her-"

"no way i'm not missing training for sex!"

jessie whisper-yelled, watching niamh laugh at her sudden outburst as she smiled lightly in response when she replayed what she said. it was soon their turn in the drill again and jessie switched their positions without a doubt, passing the ball to niamh in a 1-2 and cheering on as she watched her rocket the ball past zecira into the net. the pair walked to the back of the line again and you gave them both a thumbs up, jessies grin widening in response as you winked at her cheekily.

emma put you all through a gruelling couple hours both in the gym and on the pitch, your only motivation being the champions league games that were coming up, she wanted to win that title with you before she left and it was obvious. by the time you'd finished and gathered all your things before heading home with jessie beside you, your hand comfortable on her thigh at her request, you were knackered. both of you collapsed onto the couch beside each other with a sigh of comfort, kicking your shoes off and throwing your kitbags to the floor.

"hey, what was up with you in training today?"

"what do you mean?"

the canadian replied weirdly fast, raising your suspicions. you could tell something was wrong with her the whole day, she'd been avoiding shots and missing passes, dropping weights in the gym and whispering things to niamh whenever she could.

"you've been off all day. is something wrong?"

"no, i'm fine- well, no nevermind it's nothing."

"no, jess. tell me what's wrong."

you requested sternly, sitting up properly to face her once you learned there was something upsetting her focus that day.

"it's embarrassing-"

"nothing is embarrassing with me, my girl. tell me."

the canadian met your eyes and began to blush furiously - even more than usual - before shaking her head shyly. you hummed in understanding, realising you weren't going to get it out of her with verbal encouragement.

"is there anything i can do to stop whatever it is from bugging you?"

"yeah."

jessie mumbled quietly, watching you move closer and take her hand in yours before nudging her to look at you. you nodded your head in a silent plea for her to go on, finally knocking down her walls that had come out of nowhere.

"well, this morning when we- you know we- i didn't get a chance to, erm- finish? and it's been really uncomfortable and annoying and the only thing i can think about when i've looked at you today."

you smiled softly at her as she looked down at your hands, everything finally making sense.

"jess, i though you'd calmed down or dealt with it yourself quickly before we left. you should've just told me we could have told emma i was feeling sick and needed you to look after me-"

"i'm not missing training for sex! it wasn't that bad."

"you literally fell flat on your ass seven times in ten minutes whilst trying to shoot from the penalty spot."

you looked at her dumbfounded as she smiled with you, watching her roll her eyes in fake annoyance. you squeezed her hand quickly to get her attention and felt a blush cover your own cheeks when her eyes met yours again.

"do you still want me to... help you? it's okay if not but just know i'm here if you need me for anything."

jessie sighed in frustration before pulling you into a heated kiss, obviously wanting you to help her relieve the pressure that had been building up all day. immediately kissing back and moving on top of her, the canadian smiled against your lips as her legs wrapped around your waist to have you as close as possible. she had you in the exact same position that morning and she wasn't intending to let you cut it short for a second time, so she broke away from the sloppy makeout session you'd quickly fallen into and pushed your head into her neck.

you smirked at her neediness as she threw her head back at the tiniest brush of your lips against the sweet spot just above her collarbone, your hands moving to take off her shirt before she redirected them with her own. she led them down underneath her training shorts and into her underwear, both of you moaning lowly at the feeling of contact.

"i need you now.'

she mumbled against your ear as your lips continued to scatter across her neck, fingers dipping in and out of her heat expertly before gliding up to her needy clit and rubbing it, a needy moan falling from her mouth. her hand reached your wrist again and pushed it down as she moved her head to look into your eyes, a pleading expression as she guided your fingers towards her entrance with a whine and pout.

"alright baby, i was just teasing. y'know how much i love to rile you up."

you pecked her lips a couple times and watched her bite back a grin when your fingers finally entered her, mouth falling open in a silent moan as you slowly started to move them. a couple moments later you sped up your pace to the exact speed you knew would have her falling apart in minutes, curling your fingers to find her g-spot and internally celebrating when she finally let out a guttural moan.

"breathe babygirl, deep breaths or this won't feel good. can you do that for me?"

the canadian nodded and slowed down her breathing as your fingers continued their movements, her nails clawing at your bare arms whilst she recovered from the initial shock of how good it felt to finally be getting fucked. you smiled down at her proudly and kissed her cheek, moving your thumb to rub at her clit as her nails nearly drew blood from you with how deep they went.

"good girl, doing so good for me."

"baby- keep talking to me like that. please-"

you chuckled into her ear cockily before she smacked your shoulder lightly, both of you laughing together for a moment before she pulled you down into a deep kiss. her hips bucked into your hand in request for you to go deeper, always wanting to make your girl happy you obviously followed her silent command.

"you like being called a good girl hm?"

"yes."

she breathily replied with a soft moan as you felt her starting to squeeze around you tighter with each thrust. you knew your girl well, and you knew she was too shy to say whenever she was close in fear of being too loud, so you examined her body to tell instead. that was one of the signs.

"you feel so good around me baby. done so well in training today, you deserve this for as long as you want."

jessie moaned out your name with a shuddering breath afterwards, legs tightening around your waist further as she started bucking her hips in time with your thrusts.

"stayed quiet about how much you needed me 'cus you didn't want me to miss training. so considerate baby, such a good girl."

"y/n/n!"

jessie screamed out your name as the high she'd been craving all day finally fell into her hands and travelled up her spine like a shiver, the impulses of pleasure shooting into her to make nails rake your skin, toes to curl, legs to tighten and bend for more access, head to throw back, jaw to go slack, eyes to roll- every physical response someone could have to an orgasm, jessie was having it.

you gently kissed her face and neck all over as she came down from her high, slowing down your fingers until she whined from the overstimulation before pulling them out and towards your mouth. jessie watched as you sucked her arousal clean off your digits, face turning more red than usual as she hid behind her hands in embarassment of how attractive she found it.

"feeling better now?"

"so much better."

you smiled down at her before giving her a sweet kiss, climbing off her and pulling her into your side to relax on the couch for the rest of the afternoon.

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[sjhhemmings]

Evermore Pt.1

Intro: hi all💫, so I’ve been wanting to write a long series for a while now, but i wanted to establish a footing/ platform with one shots and other content before I attempted this 🥰🥰. I got this idea from watching Chicago PD, it might be a little overused but this is my take on it. I’m hoping for this to be 15-20 parts😅? We’re still in the planning phase so some things are still undetermined. What i’m hoping for is that you guys can give me some feedback/ ideas of what you guys want to see happen, so feel free to let me know in the comments! My messages are also always open! I hope you all enjoy! 🥹💋

Major Character Relationships: Hank Voight/ Daughter!OC, Gabby Dawson(bff), Erin Lindsay(sister/bff), Jay Halstead(bff), (Who she ends ups with is TBA, but she has multiple relationships/ hookups ;)

Love interests: Jay Halstead, Mouse, Connor Rhodes,

Summary: Cassidy Voight is the daughter of ‘dirty cop’ Hank Voight. Cassie takes pride in her multitude of skills and opportunities resulting in her abilities to do (almost) whatever she wants career wise. When Cassie makes the decision to change careers (again), she will soon find out how loyal her ‘friends’ truly are. This story will follow Cassie and how she adjusts to her ever changing connections and relationships.

word count: 2.7k

wattpad: sjhhoran

The date is October 24th, 2012 and Cassie couldn’t have asked for an easier shift. 2 hours away from clocking out and absolutely no calls.

Cassie basically held a knife to everyone’s throats once they got halfway through shift. She couldn’t have anyone jinxing them. Not this late in the game. Threatening them one last time before she decided to turn in, she made sure to get extra comfortable.

But all good things must come to an end. Sleeping like a baby in the bunk room, Cassie gets woken up by the call alarm. Just her luck.

Jumping up in a rush, Cassie sleepily shoved her boots on and ran her hand through her hair.

As Cassie ran out to the apparatus floor, she heard an asortmant of sarcastic remarks towards the candidate. Of course he was the jinx.

“Nice goin!” , “Thanks a lot, Candidate.” , “Great job bud!” Most of Truck 81 said as they were gearing up.

“I knew I shouldn’t have fallen asleep.” Cassie said tying her hair back into a low pony before putting the rig in drive.

“Hey, at least you get to test out your new paramedic certification!” Gabby cheered enthusiastically.

“Yeah, yeah, but you’re still my PIC and I wouldn’t trade that for the world.”

“Oh my heart!” Dawson playfully adds as they pull up to the scene.

Analyzing the car wreck in front of them, the girls jump out of the rig and into action.

“This isn’t going to be good,” Cassie says quietly to Gabby as they wheel the gurney to the worse car.

“Happy Birthday.” Gabby mutters back making Cassie’s heart drop. Immediately recognizing the car that’s better off, Cassidy begins cussing under her breath before directing her attention back to the people in need.

“61 to main, we’re gonna need another ambulance.” Cassie calls into her radio once they arrive at the car that’s currently upside down.

After a lot of hardwork, and multiple scares, Cassie and Gabby finally get one of the more stable victims to the ambulance.

“Hey Dawson?” Cassie asked anxiously after shutting the door.

“What’s up? We gotta go-”

“My brother was in the accident. I’m gonna guess he was driving the other car, would you be able to take this one back to the hospital? I really need to see him Gabby. I can catch a ride with truck or squad when we’re done-”

“Go.”

“Thank you. So much.” Cassie says running towards the other car she saw her brother step out of.

“What the hell happened!?” Cassie yells shooing off the officer currently trying to talk to him.

“Ma’am, we need to-” The officer tries to butt in,

“Back off!” Cassie yells earning a stern look.

“3 minutes.” The officer says warningly.

Taking a step closer to Justin, Cassidy pulls his shoulder so he’s fulling facing her. Immediately catching the stench of alcohol on Justin’s breath, she freezes.

“Justin!” She whisper yells finally getting eye contact from his end.

“What?” He asks through gritted teeth.

“What the hell happened?” She asks again hitting his shoulder.

“Just- Get out of here! I d-don’t need you, and you’re s-stupid pep talks right now.” He slurs belligerently.

“You’ve been 21 for two weeks Justin. Two weeks, and you can’t even drive sober on my birthday!? What if you were the one half-dead, hanging upside down over there, hm? You think-” Cassie stops talking at the swift thwap ringing through her ears.

Feeling her hands now on the ground, she registers the stinging metallic taste in her mouth. After a few seconds of gathering her thoughts, Cassidy stands up straight. Touching her bottom lip and looking at her fingers, she realizes she’s the one bleeding. Blinking a few times, Cassie looks back at Justin who’s face is truly blank. Unreadible.

He hit her. He fucking back handed her. Cassie looks down at the class ring on Justin’s right middle finger, now laced in blood. Chuckling a little at his audacity, Cassie turns around slowly because she can’t look him in the face right now.

It all happened so much faster than the slap. She didn’t even feel herself wind up, but she did feel the connection of her fist with Justin’s nose, Justin who is now knocked on his ass. Solely because he’s drunk and doesn’t have much balance. Stopping at the 180 mark that Cassie threw her body in, she goes back around bending over holding her fist.

Looking slowly at her hand that is now purple and swollen Cassie lets out a slow hiss. Probably broken.

“Hey Lady! What the hell!” The officer from before says picking Justin up and walking him over to a nearby bench.

“Cassidy!” She heard an all too familiar voice call out. Too busy nursing her hand to truly turn around and give him the time of day she settles for rolling her eyes.

“Cassidy Jordan!” The voice calls out again, but this time closer and still approaching.

Finally standing up and looking at her father, Cassidy frowns once she meets his eyes.

“What the hell is going on!” His raspy voice yells, making her slightly wince.

“Over here. Now.” He says more quiet this time and walking away. Mindlessly following him Cassie begins walking.

Expectantly looking at Cassidy once they’re in a more private location, Voight eventually scoffs.

Still giving no reaction Cassie frowns at the ground.

“Don’t give me that.” Voight says pointing a finger at her.

“I didn’t even do anything!”

“Right, and your busted lip and probably broken hand lives up to that huh?” He asks with a raised brow.

“Justin is drunk off his ass and caused a car accident, yet you’re over here scolding me for retaliating in self-defense?” Cassie asks trying to turn this around of her father, unsuccessfully.

“I know what Justin is, but you know better. What were you doing over there anyway, didn’t your partner leave?”

“Yeah. But I wanted to check on him at least. He’s a screw-up but he’s my brother that’s a screw-up.” She says crossing her arms and looking away.

“Look. I know this is not the most ideal way to spend your birthday, I get that-”

“Do you though? Do you get that? Because for all we know, this could’ve been reversed and Justin’s car could’ve been the one hanging upside down off a pillar.” She says back at her father.

“Yes. I do know. I will handle it, Cassie.” Voight says unconvincingly at his daughter.

“He fucked up. He’s been 21 for two weeks and this would be considered what? His fourth or fifth DUI? He’s been on this road since he was 15! But this time don’t forget the possible vehicular manslaughter if either of those victims die!” Cassidy finally screams at her father.

“You need to stop.” He says looking around at all of the eyes on you guys, despite being in a private location.

“You need to do something about this, or I will.” Cassie threatens.

“What do you mean, you will?”

“I’m working this scene Dad. I have to make an incident report. You need to let the cops take him in now, or I will say everything that needs to be said in that report. Your choice.”

“Cassidy, you will do no such thing. Do you understand me?”

“You need to let him learn! You can’t be there everytime he screws up to save his ass! He isn’t going to change knowing Daddy’s going to bail him out everytime he gets in trouble. We both know it, so help him.” Cassie finally scolds leaving Voight speechless. It’s not often his daughter talks to him this way.

As Cassie starts to walk away, her father’s voice stops her once again.

“Don’t do anything Cassidy. I mean it. I’ll take care of it.”

Pausing in her steps at his words, she lets them sink in until she keeps walking.

Finding lieutenant Casey to ask him for a ride, she stops behind him and the cop from earlier.

“Look. Detective Voight, behind me - the guy in the jacket. That was his son driving the car.” Cassie overhears the cop tell Casey.

“Voight? Like Cassidy Voight?” Matt asks not knowing you’re behind them.

“Yep. Can’t tell you how many incidents that detectives gotten his kids out of.” The cop now says walking away making Cassie roll her eyes. The only thing Hank Voight has bailed Cassie out of was shoplifting a chapstick in the 6th grade.

“Hey, Lieutentant Casey? Can I catch a ride with 81?” Cassie asks startling Matt out of his transe.

“Where’s Dawson?” He asks now walking away from the car and Cassie.

Quickly following behind, Cassie catches up to him.

“Um, she took one of the crash victims to the hospital. I stayed behind.” She says not disclosing anymore information.

“Hop in.” He says once they reach the truck.

A few days later Cassie still hadn’t heard from her father or her brother, and at this point she didn’t know what to do. Once she got to the firehouse though, she needed to figure it out.

“Voight, Casey, my office now.” Chief Boden said causing the pair to briefly glance at each other before following Boden into his office.

“I don’t have either of your incident reports from the crash last shift. Is there something I need to know?” He asks causing them to glance at each other again.

Before either of them were able to say anything he pointed to his desk, “Get it done. You have until the end of shift.” When Boden glances away from them, Cassie takes this as her chance to leave.

“Cassie, wait up.” Casey said calling after her.

Cassie finally stopped in front of Casey’s room and waited for him to lead the way.

“Okay, you need to explain,” Matt started as Cassie stared at her shoes.

“I don’t know what to do.” Cassie finally whispers, voice slightly breaking.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, I love my brother and my father, don’t get me wrong. They’ve been my only family my whole life. Especially since my mom died 10 years ago, but I can’t help but feel so guilty for the other family.” Cassie finally breaks. Tears flowing down her face, Matt stood up to give her a hug before she pushed him away and wiped her tears.

“I told my dad that he needed to do something this time. He couldn’t just bail Justin out, Justin needed to learn. I told him that if he doesn’t then I will, that I will write the report and submit it as the truth. But he shut me down. I don’t know what he would do if I did, I can’t do it, Matt.” Cassie finally says looking up at him.

“Cassie, yes you can. If we both tell the truth in those reports then that family can finally get justice.” Matt said sitting back down at his desk looking up at Cassie.

Taking a few seconds to let his words sink in. Cassie realized she can’t betray her family like that.

“No, Matt, I can’t. I want nothing more than to bring justice to that family I really do. But I can’t be the reason my family breaks. Call me selfish, but I can’t bear the pain of being shunned by the only two people I have left. I’m sorry Matt.” Cassie finally says leaving him speechless. Then leaving his room.

A little while later, Cassie went to go talk to Boden. To tell him the truth and maybe ask for a little advice as to what to do. But to her surprise when she came to his office. She found Detective Antonio Dawson, Matt Casey, and Boden all having a little chat. Knocking on Boden’s door, he glanced at the Lieutenant and Detective before waving her to come in.

“Cassie,” He started but was quickly interrupted by her.

“Chief, I want you to know I’m on your side. I know what kind of things my father has done to bail my brother out of his idiotic mistakes, and I don’t support it. But you guys sitting here and gossiping about my family is a new low. If you guys are planning something, I at least need to know.”

“Why? So you can turn around and tell him everything?” Antonio speaks up earning a glare from Cassie.

“No. So I can help you guys do it right.”

“And why don’t you help? You know what really happened so report it.” Boden says making Cassie glance back at him.

“Look, call me selfish, but they’re my family. My only family. I can’t in good conscious turn my brother in and have my father hate me, but I can’t in good conscious let that family suffer from my brother’s wrong doings. Let me help you guys. That way justice is being brought for that family, and my brother finally gets punished for his actions. But not because of me.” Cassie finally says crossing her arms over her chest.

“Alright, well a buddy of mine who works out of Voight’s precinct said nothing’s come up in witness statements.” Antonio says

“So you’re trying to tell me no one else saw his kid drunk.” Boden adds making Cassie bite her lip anxiously.

“Hell yes, other people saw his kid drunk. But they were other cops who weren’t about to go up against Voight.” Antonio

Still listening Cassie opts to pace in the open part of Boden’s office. It’s what she does when she’s thinking.

“Well I would rather my guy not be the only one with his head above the foxhole on this one.” Boden says to which everyone agrees with.

“Look, and I’m not proud to admit this, but if Gabby were in your shoes for this one. I would tell her to stay out of it.” Antonio says now looking at Cassie.

“The passenger in the other car isn’t going to walk again.” Matt speaks up with news Cassie hadn’t even heard yet.

“Antonio’s right. Going against my father is a death wish. But it needs to happen. Justin is…Justin is sick. He needs help. I think this might be the only wake up call he’ll be able to have.” Cassie finally admits making herself tear up again.

At that a call for Ambulance 61 had Cassie rushing out of the room with an anxious feeling eating her from the inside out.

“Greg Duffy? I guess he was in a car accident the other day that you guys responded to?” Nicki comes in and announces to everyone in the common room. Cassie and Gabby had just gotten back from the call, to which Gabby ignored her for the majority of.

Peaking Cassie’s attention she gets up and follows everyone else out to the apparatus floor.

“Sorry to barge in on you like this, but my wife made this for you guys. We really appreciate what you did. And we know damn well it could’ve been worse If the car had tipped over, so thank you.” Greg says making Cassie’s heart sink as she looked at the beautifully homemade chocolate cake he had in front of him.

“How’s your son?” Matt asks looking over at you then back to Greg.

“Yeah, well…Mikey’s got a tough road ahead of him. But we’re gonna make it. We’re gonna be all right.” He says sorrowly looking down at the fresh cake his wife had baked for them.

“The other reason I came here is, I don’t know if theres anything you guys do in terms of what you saw, or piece together, based on what the accident scene looked like. But, the police report came back saying I ran a red light causing the accident. And uh, that’s, that’s not what happened, and I’m kind of at a loss in terms of how to fight it.”

At Greg’s words, Cassie knew what she had to do. She couldn’t be selfish any longer.

With Casey in Boden’s office they both finished their incident reports with Boden to proofread them after.

“Last paragraph.” Matt said as both him and Cassie hand Boden their papers.

“Visibily drunk. Smelled alcohol on his breath. Saw open containers on the passenger seat,” Boden said looking at Matt then taking Cassie’s paper.

“I can assume it’s around the same thing for you?” He asks to which she quickly nodded.

“Yes sir.”

#one chicago #chicago fire #chicago fire series #chicago pd series #chicago pd #chicago med series #chicago med #hank voight #hank voight daughter #matt casey #wallace boden #justin voight #antonio dawson #gabby dawson #greg mouse gerwitz #connor rhodes #adam ruzek #intelligence unit #chicago pd fanfic #fan fiction #angst #series #cliffhanger

[infinitelytheheartexpands]

so! der rosenkavalier!!!

so first off, the elephant in the room: yes, there are some highly questionable elements of the plot that make me go “hmm! :/“ (to somewhat quote mean girls: “marie therese, step away from the underaged teenagers!”). for the purposes of not driving myself mad, i will try to refrain from discussing these for the remainder of the report.

anyway.

this music sings. this music delights. still not my fave strauss opera by any means but i would be lying if i wasn’t delighted. the presentation of the rose and the final trio and duet gave me full-body chills. i love the waltzes. so sugary sweet like the gelato i got after the show. there are so many golden little details in the score.

simone young did a great job imo—i’ve seen her get flak online about this run of performances but i don’t get it. she was great. the orchestra and chorus and many comprimarios were all fabulous.

it’s been a while since i’ve seen this production and it holds up really well!!! love the costumes and sets. LOVE them. not a fan of the wwi ending tho—just let octavian and sophie have their moment at long last 🥺 plus it doesn’t fit with the ending musically.

one other thing about the staging: i’m sure this was intentional but goddamn, a lot of the second act was UNCOMFORTABLE to watch, like make your skin crawl uncomfortable (and it did not help that several men in the audience at my theater were full-on laughing when ochs all but assaulted sophie all over that extended act ii sequence when he first shows up at faninal’s). god, baron ochs is such a fucking creep. and while i don’t like him as a person in the slightest, i have to hand it to günther groissböck for making ochs supremely unlikeable while still singing with strong command.

among the comprimarios and non-credited-in-the-intro people, special mention of alexandra lobianco (an excellent marianne) and tony stevenson (an absolute delight as the innkeeper in drag).

speaking of which, gotta say that even with them in new york and me in oklahoma, it was somehow comforting to see people in drag and same-sex kisses in this, given the political climate and the rising sentiments against drag and lgbtqia+ people. i thought about that a lot during the broadcast.

katharine goeldner and thomas ebenstein were HOOTS as annina and valzacchi. love them. rené barbera made the italian singer’s aria sound effortless (and looked GREAT in his white suit). brian mulligan did a great job as herr von faninal—i’d love to hear him in something italian though, his voice sounds made for italian rep.

and now for the three leading ladies, who were all divine both separately and together.

erin morley is one of my fave currently active sopranos right now and this sophie showed exactly why: voice like a dream, great actress, warm, intelligent, full of fire! i love her take on sophie so much. she GETS it. (and i may or may not have cheered when she slapped ochs in act ii.)

lise davidsen is another of my fave currently active sopranos right now (albeit a more recent discovery than erin morley) and her marschallin surprised me in a good way. what i remember most from her ariadne auf naxos hd last year was simply how stunningly powerful and beautiful and BIG her voice was, but this was equally amazing in a totally different way: she can rein it in too, baby! she can be so delicate and tender too and it just mesmerized me totally (and brought tears to my eyes a few times). and she made the part feel and look so natural! great singer and great actress? (and also gorg)—she’s the total package.

i was barely, if at all, familiar with samantha hankey before this but holy FUCK. she won my heart immediately. she is just a total delight and absolutely the real deal. that voice!!! it’s so creamy and beautiful and full of light!!! (and she can alter it at will too—her mariandel voice was SO different and so delightful). and she’s a totally natural actress, INCREDIBLY versatile and moving. octavian is a HUGE role and a VERY VARIED role and she totally fuckin nailed it and i want to see her in basically everything now. mark my words, y’all: she’s sensational. she’s gonna be the next big mezzo superstar.

anyway 10/10 plot weirdness inherent to the opera aside this is a definite recommend

edit: yes i was hoping to NOT have discourse about the plot but rereading this now i realize i may not have been clear about that in my choice of wording in the first few paragraphs. no hate to anyone who DID engage in discourse, that was my bad

#opera tag #opera #der rosenkavalier #met opera #met opera live in hd #richard strauss #i had an AMAZING time #unsolicited opera thoughts

[bitofthisandthat]

👍 - Do you think that you’d be a good parent? Why or why not? (for Holtzmann!)

Ask my muse about family

The blonde sits back in her chair until it creaks loudly, dangerously teetering backward, but she remains calm and unaffected by it, somehow managing to stay...stable.

She lets out a quiet, raptor-like screech at this prospect-- Her voice starts off in a breathless whisper gradually getting louder into the usual Jillian, off beat monotone.

"Hecks yeah I would be the baddest, most excellent mom that ever walked the face of the earth. You have no idea how amazeballs I would be at rasin' a little mini me, crafting particle accelerators and ripping the very fabric of plasma-to-solid reality with just our proton packs and a dream--side by side, just mommy and me, zap, boom, gone, no survivors on the scene, zero witnesses, celebratory pizza in Brooklyn, cheers with da sippy cup and then diiiiip. Yesiree, me an' ma kid blastin' class 8 g-spectors with just a poptart in our pocket and an electron disrupter."

"Yeah. Then I'd drop the little bugger off at Gymboree and take a nap in the map and excursion section of the library since no one goes up there since everyone uses GPS. Theeeeeen I'd call Erin to get me a mixed boba tea and slam it before I head over to the kid's little build-a-bear club. I'd meet 'em at the mall where I'd stage an elaborate, realistic rescue-heist-skit to pick my child up in style, thus, establishing my place as the alpha mom in the pack order of downtown NYC moms.

I may even beat my chest on the jumbotron at Madison Square, holding my spawn up like Simba at Pride Rock." She suddenly imitates the opening Swahili chant flawlessly.

Back to 'normal.'

"I think it's a good plan. Good goal. Gotta have goals. See, you can have it all if you make your kid your heir, and teach them all your carefully guarded secrets whilst serving them organic, healthy, raw, junk food. It CAN be a thing."

She's 100% serious. Not one iota of satire in her vast, complex brain.

This planet is in danger.

#Hey Nony Nonny #asks #Family HC meme! #⚙️ DR. HOLTZMANN ⚙️ #HEADCANON || HOLTZMANN #{ Oh Nonny what have YOU WROUGHT?????????? } #{ Actually in Summer's Carrie verse she IS a good mom But Ya Know. AHHHH }

[xamassed]

"God I don't want to see you leave." She can feel Sanji's chest behind her head as she sighs the words, his arms around her protectively. It was such a good feeling. He was such a wonderful man. But he was a pirate and he'd be moving on eventually, and she was a bard and she'd have to find some way off this island herself. One of her hands finds its way into one of his. "... I don't want to say goodbye."

｢ @driftingjazzbard  ｣

“I know, and I’m sorry. I really am.” He was at a loss now, having exhausted his every effort to assure her that he wished their situation was different. In a perfect world, they could stay as they were, wrapped in each other on the beach, the sun setting behind them. She could soak in his warmth, and he could spend the rest of his evening tracing soft, ambiguous shapes into the goosebumps along her arms. He could bask in the scent of her hair and feel the hum of a song against his chest as she sang.

The world they lived in was far from perfectly, sadly. He had a crew that he adored and a dream to reach, and he couldn’t abandon it now. There was always a chance that she might join him in those dreams, but he wouldn’t put that pressure on her. For now, they would part, but not forever.

“Then we won’t. If it’s too much, then we don’t have to say goodbye at all.” He nudged his face into her neck, stubble stiff and scratchy. “This won’t be the last time we meet, I promise. I’ll always come back, as long as you’ll have me.”

#driftingjazzbard #「 ( sanji ; ic ) 」 #「 v. in search of the all blue ( sanji ; one piece ) 」 #( :c oh noooo she's sad! ) #( GOTTA CHEER ERIN UP )

[iguana-eyanna]

Inside of Your Light

Pairing: Jeff Wittek x Plus Size Model! Reader

Summary: The vlog squad threw you a special surprise for your birthday, including a big present that may change your life.

a/n: songfic What Have I Done by Dermont Kennedy

You woke up around 7 o'clock in the morning when your phone rang. You groggily grab it and see that your boyfriend, Jeff, started to facetime you. "Hello?" you whispered as your eyes tried to pry open.

"Happy Birthday, baby girl." Jeff said brightly, making you blush.

"Aww, thank you, Jeff. But why did you call me so early in the morning?" You joked as you started to sit up on your mattress. "Sorry, I'm at the gym at the hotel and I thought you'd be awake right now." Jeff replied sheepishly. Jeff got offered a brand deal in New York so he wasn't able to celebrate your special day in LA.

"It's ok, I was meaning to get dolled up a bit before Carley and Erin pick me up to get our nails done." You started to yawn as it made Jeff's heart melt a bit. "You're so cute when you wake up." he said, admiring how the sun hits the back of your head.

You smirk back at the screen as you playfully roll your eyes. “And to everyone else in the world, I’m Frankenstein coming back from the dead.” Jeff laughed harder as he smiled at you. “I gotta go and wrap my reps. Just wanted to wish my best girl an amazing day.” You blow him an air kiss as he winked back. “Love you, babes.” You said as you got out of bed. “Love you more,” Jeff said before he hung up the call.

You take a deep breath and thought how lucky you were to be with a guy like Jeff. You and Jeff joined the vlog squad around the same time a few years back. You were a plus-size model for a few companies like Fashion Nova and Pretty Little Thing. Once you started off your YouTube channel, Carley saw your videos and dmed you on Instagram to hang out sometime. You met up at a lunch with the group and she introduced you to everyone, but somehow caught Jeff’s eye.

The whole time, you and Jeff started to hit it off. Then with a lot of flirting and calling each other late at night, you both decided to make it official. Jeff thought you would turn him away due to his past, but you truly accepted him for his journey, even if it wasn’t pretty. Now you were going strong for about three years, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

After you’ve gotten ready, Erin texted you that they were outside. You head out and enter their car as they began filming. “Hey, guys! We just picked up our queen, happy birthday!” You smile brightly as you buckle in the back. “Thank you guys!” you said. Carly turns back to you and gives you your favorite Starbucks drink and a cake pop. “Thought you could use a little sugary treat to start the day.” You make a small pout from the gesture, thanking her again.

On your way to the nail salon, you guys start talking about David’s latest antics as well as a fancy restaurant that just opened that you really wanted to try. The girls make a face at the camera but you didn’t make of it as you arrived at your appointment. Carly switches off the camera as you all started heading out of the car.

Once you were all done, you all started to fan over the amazing job of your nail artists (which you all generously tipped) and decided to go out for lunch. “Are we still clubbing tonight?” Carly asked as she sipped her Seltzer. You nod yes as you finished a bite of your appetizer. “Yep, I’m so excited to wear this cocktail dress Jeff gave me before he left. I just wished he was here to celebrate.” You said, fumbling with the end of a napkin in front of you.

The girls give you a sympathetic look, knowing how much you’ve been missing him the past couple of days. Even after they changed the subject, all you could think of was Jeff. But after a good meal and a little site seeing, you started to feel a bit better. The girls dropped you home so you could relax before clubbing the night away.

Right when it hit evening, you began getting ready as you curled your hair and did your makeup just right. You slipped on the dress Jeff gave you that adored every curve on your figure, silently thanking your boyfriend for his taste in fashion.

You suddenly hear a knock at the door, thinking it's one of the girls. You unlock the door and open it to reveal no other than your very well-dressed boyfriend. "Jeff! You're back!" You screamed as you gave him a crushing hug, later kissing him. "Hey, doll." Jeff whispered as you took his breath away, taking out a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

"What are you doing back home?" You asked, still dazed that's actually at your doorstep. "C'mon, did you really think I was going to miss my best girl's big day?" He questioned with a twinkle in his eye. You roll your eyes and hug him again, truly blessed to have such an amazing boyfriend.

"I'm here to pick you up to your destination, shall we?" He offers his hand that you gladly took it. He helps you in his car as you both drove off to the main road with his hand on your upper thigh. You notice that he doesn't take the road to the club. "Babe, I think you missed a turn." you told Jeff who was smirking even more at your cluelessness. "Don't worry dolI, I know where I'm going." he takes a hold of your hand and kisses your knuckle as you blush harder.

He then parks in a parking lot and goes out of the car to open your door. Before you could actually take in your surroundings, Jeff shielded your view. "Hey! Jeff seriously, where are we?" you lightly scolded him. "You gotta trust me now, okay?" you agreed as you grumbled under your breath. With a few more steps, you start to enter a doorway that was decorated with...

streamers?

Jeff takes his hands off and you see all of your friends surrounding you. "Happy Birthday!" they all screamed out loud. You smile from ear to ear as Jeff wrapped his arms around your waist. Utterly shocked, you did your best to express your happiness but you were beyond speechless.

You suddenly realized that the place you were in was the restaurant you've desperately wanted to try and you turn around to Jeff who was beaming at your joy. "All for you, baby girl." his husky voice told you as you hugged him, pecking his face with kisses. Then, all of your friends ushered you both in to dine and dance. You saw how the entire restaurant had accents of rose gold decorations, as well as your friends wearing the same color palette.

Although this surprise was really touching, something was bothering you. Usually, they would throw parties like these for David, so why would they celebrate something big for you?

Later on, you all ate the most mouth-watering food as well as dancing to your favorite songs. Once they take out the birthday cake, you lose sight of Jeff. You ask Carly where he is but she brushed it off, saying that he's probably getting you a drink. As you started to dish out the cake, David stood up and clinked a knife to a glass.

"Hey everyone! If I could get your attention please." David shouted as the whole party calmed down. "There is a special surprise waiting outside on the back patio for our birthday girl, so could our celebrant please wear a blindfold?" Everyone started to cheer except for you. "I swear David if it's a wild animal..." you warned him but it was too late. One of the guys used a long fabric to cover your eyes, guiding you outside.

They take off the blindfold to reveal your boyfriend standing in front of you. You don't understand what's going on until you see a flower arch in the back of him, with a message illuminating "Marry Me." You gasp lightly as you cover your mouth with your eyes starting to water.

Jeff takes your shaking hands into his, ready to start his speech. “I wasn't really in New York for a brand deal, I was picking up your birthday gift.”

He then lowers himself on one knee, taking out a small pastel pink box to reveal a beautiful gold band decorated with transcendent diamonds. Both of you start to cry, but Jeff is literally a mess as he tries to finish his words.

“Before I met you, I thought I’d be better off alone. Now, my soul has been torn and reborn, started breathing for the very first in my life. As I’m standing in front of you, I wanna get it right for once.

Oh, believe me when I say I've been knocked out and beat but this feeling is fleeting. Even this morning, I've been thinking 'bout the way you smile golden…I want to move inside of your light.

I never thought I needed saving, I was right where I should be Good God, I know it's dangerous, but it's you that I need I'm in love this time. So, do you wanna be mine forever?”

You uncover your mouth and shake your head.

"Yes, yes, a thousand times yes." you said. The waterworks literally overcame both of you as he slid the ring around your finger, getting up to kiss your lips. Your friends cheer as they close up to you, firing confetti cannons into the air. You look up to Jeff as you wiped away his happy tears away from his face.

No words were exchanged, but you could tell through his eyes that he was forever grateful for you to be a part of his life. You both kiss again, ending the night with great friends and memories that will forever last in the video Joe has been recording for Jeff's channel (which trended 14 million on YouTube for a whole month).

You were the light in his life and he will bask in it for eternity.

#jeff wittek #jeff wittek x reader #jeff wittek fluff #jeff wittek imagine #jeff wittek x y/n #vlog squad #david dobrik #carly and erin #youtube #vlog squad imagine #jeff wittek fanfic #vlog squad fanfic

[storiesforallfandoms]

we’re too stupid ~ the vlog squad

word count: 1885

request?: yes!

@iawaythrown​  “May I ask for a vlog squad x popular youtube reader

The reader has their own very popular youtube channel/podcast like a scientific/space podcast. (Like a Vsauce\GameTheory channel) The vlog squad and the reader fan base (somehow) always wants them to collab. One day David says "It won't happen because the reader probably doesn't like us." This ends up getting everyone on the podcast.”

description: when their favorite youtubers show interest in being on their podcast, they jump at the chance to invite them on

pairing: vlog squad x gender neutral!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

“You know what I’ve been listening to a lot lately?” Scotty asked David on the newest vlog David had uploaded. You were watching the vlog on your TV while you prepared to upload the newest episode of your podcast. You had a drink half raised to your lips when Scott responded to his own question, “The Spaced Out podcast.”

Your drink nearly slipped from your hand at the mention of your podcast. You were sure you had imagined it, so you went back and repeated the part just to be sure. The name of your podcast slipped from Scott’s lips again and you had to pause the video to scream with excitement.

When you placed the video again, David spoke next. “Oh wait, is that the one about space and shit? You played it for me before.”

“Yeah! Man, it’s so interesting. I could honestly listen to the host talk about space all day,” Scott said.

“He keeps bringing it up during the Scottcast, too,” Jeff commented. “I’m starting to think he’d rather co-host that podcast instead of our own.”

“Man, I’d love to be on that podcast!”

You could hardly contain your excitement. Your favorite YouTubers knew who you were?! They knew your podcast?! You had to be dreaming, you were sure of it.

“There’s no way they’d ever have us on the podcast,” David was saying. “We’re too stupid and immature, they’d probably hate us.”

“Speak for yourself!” Zane, dressed in some weird costume for a bit, called, causing the boys to laugh together.

This gave you an idea. You put your laptop aside and opened Instagram on your phone. You searched the name “David Dobrik” and went to his DMs.

~~~~~~

A week later, your podcasting room was filled with 11 extra people than there normally was. The room was only small with a handful of seats, so a lot of your guests were squeezed in together or basically sat on one another. No one seemed to mind, though. Every single person in the room was super excited to be there.

“What’s up all my space geeks? Welcome back to another episode of The Spaced Out podcast, the podcast where we discuss super nerdy space things,” you started with your usual intro. “Today’s episode is a little different, though, as today I am joined by not one, not two, not even three, but eleven special guests. You heard me right, eleven. Special guests, wanna say hi?”

All eleven of your guests rang out with a chorus of, “Hello!”s at the one time, making it all come out as just a shouting mess. You laughed and waved a hand to silence them.

“In case you had trouble understanding what they were saying,” you said, “my guests today are David, Scotty, Toddy, Zane, Erin, Carly, Natalie, Heath, Mariah, Corinna, and Jeff, better known as a large chunk of YouTube’s biggest vlogging group: The Vlog Squad!”

The Vlog Squad cheered at their introduction as you just clapped your hands.

“Can I just say,” Heath said once the noise started to die down, “that I am impressed with how fast you said our names and how easy it was. You didn’t even stutter once.”

“I’ll be honest, when David told me exactly who was coming I prepared myself for this,” you admitted. “I’ve never had so many guests on the show before. Actually, I don’t know if I’ve ever had any guests at all. I don’t really know anyone in my real life that’s as interested in space and science as I am.”

“To be fair, none of us are, either,” Jeff joked, causing the room to laugh.

“Yeah, you picked the wrong people to be on your podcast,” Corinna added.

“You don’t have to have any sort of interest to be on the podcast, really. As long as you don’t mind me talking about my nerdy space obsession every now and then anyone is welcome on the podcast.”

Your heart was beating so fast you were sure everyone else could hear it. You were shocked that you were managing to remain so calm in that moment. Your favorite YouTubers were sitting right there in front of you, being guests on your podcast, and somehow you were acting as though they were just friends that you had convinced to come on the podcast.

“Is there any cool space facts you can share with us to get the ball rolling?” David asked.

“Dude, I’ve made over 300 episodes of this podcast that is literally all about space, you gotta narrow down your parameters there,” you told him.

“What’s your favorite space fact then?”

You thought for a moment, going through all the little facts you had in your mind. There was so much you could share with them that you really didn’t know where to start.

“Okay,” you said finally, “I have one. I think David will like this cause we all know he’s made of money: there is a planet that is called 55 Cancri e. It is over twice the size of Earth and it is potentially made of diamonds.”

They all gasped and made comments of astonishment at the same time at this.

“Like, literally made of diamonds?” Corinna asked.

“It’s hard to know for sure. It’s roughly 41 lightyears away so it’s not exactly easy to reach, but they think it’s made of graphite and diamonds,” you explained. “My favorite fact, and one that’s a little scary, is that it’s actually completely silent in space. Like not a single sound, because atmospheres around planets are what contain the soundwaves to make noise.”

“I told you,” David said, turning to face Scott. “We’re too stupid to be on this podcast.”

You all laughed together. “You guys aren’t stupid! I was just fascinated with space as a child and my parents let me feed into that fascination. They always bought me books about space and brought me to visit certain space centers. I was that kid that always said she was gonna grow up and be an astronaut. Instead, I just talk about them on the internet.”

Everything was going so well. You were getting to know your guests and they kept urging you to tell them facts and stories about space. You knew a lot of what you were telling them you had talked about on the podcast before, so devoted listeners probably wouldn’t be too interested in a lot of what you had to say in that episode, but you didn’t mind too much. You just loved to see the looks of astonishment on everyone’s faces as you continued to tell them fact after fact.

When you came to a segment you did in the podcast in which you would read messages from fans, you decided to your guests choose which messages to read and respond to. David took the tablet you used for this first and read through the thousands of messages you received between uploading your most recent episode and recording the current one.

“Are you going to talk about the new 4K pictures of Mars?” he read.

“Oh my God, yes!” you responded. “That will be next episode. I haven’t looked at them all yet because I wanna have a live reaction to them, but I did see one picture and it looks absolutely stunning.”

“It blew my mind how it just looked like a desert here,” Carly commented. “Mars is a lot more like Earth than we think. Sucks that we’ll never be able to live there or anything.”

“I don’t think we’ll never be able to live there, but I don’t think it’ll happen in our lifetimes,” you commented. “But that’s a whole other thing, let’s move on from that.”

“What has been your favorite space related story of the past year?” Natalie read the message she had picked.

“I don’t know if it’s my favorite, but it’s definitely one that I was very interested in reading: a star just vanished in 2020,” you responded. “Apparently that’s something that can just happen, stars can just suddenly disappear and no one knows where they went. This star from the Kinman dwarf galaxy that shined almost brighter than the sun just vanished between 2011 and 2020, and they have no explanation for it. That story stuck with me the most cause I just find it funny that a star that bright just vanished and no one can figure out where it went.”

They continued reading you messages for a while before passing your tablet back to you.

“While I wish I could sit here with you guys and talk about space and your vlogs forever, unfortunately we are running out of time,” you said. “I want to thank the Vlog Squad again for joining me on this episode, and I hope I didn’t bore you guys to death with my stories and facts.”

“Not at all!” David spoke. “I can’t speak for everyone, but I really enjoyed myself. Listening to you talk was really interesting.”

The rest of the group agreed. You tried not to blush from all their kind words.

“I always wanna thank our sponsors again. As always I appreciate them supporting my show, and of course I want you guys, the listeners. Your constant support for the show means so much to me. If you wanna hear more fun facts about space that you’ll never use in live, follow me on my social media. If you’re not already following the podcast, follow the podcast! I upload episodes every Friday, and if you want to be involved in the show be sure to send me your space related messages and maybe I’ll read them out on the next episode. Have a good weekend, little space geek out!”

You ended the recording and the group almost cheered for you. You smiled and stood to thank them again for coming on the show. You were shocked when Corinna pulled you into a hug, which caused the rest of the group to hug you one by one.

“This was the most fun I think I’ve ever had,” Erin commented. “Would you be open to having more guests on the show? I’d love to come back and to just listen to you talk for a full hour.”

The rest of the squad agreed. You really didn’t think you could feel any more excited or on cloud nine, but they kept surprising you.

“I would definitely be open to having guests again,” you replied. “If you guys ever wanna be on the show again, just send me a DM. I’d love to have you!”

“We’d love to have you on the vlogs sometime, too, if you’d be open for that,” David told you.

There they go again, making you feel like you had passed cloud nine and now were on a completely different planet with excitement.

“Y-Yeah!” you managed. “Of course, I’d love that!”

After some more small talk, you showed the group out and thanked them again for coming. Once you were sure they were gone and unable to see you, you began jumping for joy and exclaiming with excitement. You couldn’t believe it! You had just hosted a podcast with your favorite people, and they asked you to join them for filming sometime?!

“This is the best day of my life!”

#vlog squad #vlog squad imagine #jeff wittek #corinna kopf #natalie noel #todd smith #scotty sire #david dobrik #carly incontro #erin gilfoy #zane hijazi #heath hussar #imagine #one shot #request #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom

[isthisthingeven0n]

not a goody two shoes : j.w

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED UNTIL SEPTEMBER. Please do not send one in right now, as I can’t get to it sorry guys.

brief summary: carly invites you over to meet her friends whilst you’re visiting. but for some reason, jeff just refuses to warm up to you after seeing you as nothing more than a goody goody, but little does jeff know there’s more to you than he thinks

word count: 1.2k requested: yes by the sweetest anon - hope you like this one angel! warnings: none that i’m aware of

* masterlistin’ / masterlistin’ 2.0

(everything on my blog is my own writing. if it is shared on another page or website know it hasn’t been approved me unless specified. all rights reserved. - i have to start doing this as I had some shit on my other blog with plagiarism)

DO NOT STEAL MY WORK - IT IS ALL MY OWN WRITING

“Y/n, you gotta come over,” Carly sighs as you sit in her apartment, eyes widening at her suggestion once again. “they’ll love you, it’s not as bad as you’re making out to be.” 

Glancing up from your phone, you focus on your best friend who rests her hands on her hips. “They’re chill people, Y/n.” Nolan inputs and Carly smugs proudly as he walks past with Frankie trailing behind him toward the kitchen. 

“Ugh, fine.” You give in, rising to your feet as you grab your bag before following Carly out of her front door. “But if they hate me, I’m blaming you.” 

Carly rolls her eyes as she unlocks her car. “As if that’d happen, Y/n.” 

*

“Okay, so maybe Jeff didn’t exactly warm to me.” You explain to Nolan as you walk through the door of Carly’s place.

Nolan looks over to Carly who simply gives him a ‘don’t ask’ look as she sits down beside you. “It wasn’t that bad.” Carly tries to ease the situation but based on your raised eyebrow and frown, it’s enough to know it definitely was that bad. 

“What happened?” Nolan asks, standing in the kitchen as he carries on preparing dinner. 

You groan loudly as you grab a cushion, burying it into your chest. “They were all super chill, but Jeff barely spoke two words to me.” You begin to explain, and Nolan nods along, not thinking too much of it. “But whenever he did, it was some kinda snide remark about my degree and career path.” 

“Oh,” Nolan seethes as Carly lowers her head, never having seen Jeff act like that to someone close before. “maybe he was just having a bad day?” Nolan tries to ease the situation, but you simply throw your head back and close your eyes. 

“It wasn’t like you were weird with him,” Carly comments, thinking over the interaction that you briefly had. 

“Exactly. I mean, I was just myself.” You explain and Nolan chuckles. 

“That’ll do enough to put him off.” He teases, receiving the cushion you were cuddling thrown in his general vicinity. 

*

“What’s the plan?” Jeff asks as he walks into David’s as Todd follows behind him. 

After greeting Todd, Natalie checks her phone quickly before responding. “You know that junkyard where you pay to destroy stuff? Well, we booked a slot for everyone to have a go.” Natalie explains.

“Sounds like it’ll be a good release.” Todd rubs his hands together in excitement. “So everyone’s coming then?” He quickly looks over to Jeff who quirks an eyebrow as Natalie nods. 

“Yeah, oh, and Carly’s bringing her friend who’s visiting,” Natalie adds and Todd can’t wipe the smile from his face after seeing Jeff’s expression drop. 

“But she’s too sweet to do this kinda shit.” Jeff speaks up. “Come on, did you see the way she reacted when I mentioned my weed stash that I used to sell? She practically disappeared into the couch.” Jeff tuts as David walks into the living room. 

“You talking about Y/n?” David questions, not even looking up from his phone. “She coming, Nat?” 

“Yep, Carly texted me earlier, she’ll pick Y/n up along with Erin and meet us there.” Natalie comments and David smiles brightly.

“I bet she’d kick ass if she had to,” David mutters, catching Jeff off guard. “what? You think she’s all soft and sweet completely?” 

Jeff scoffs as he crosses his arms. “I’m not saying that,” He starts, looking around as everyone focuses on him, waiting for him to continue. “I just have a vibe from her.”

“What are you a witch now?” Natalie jokes and Todd chuckles under his breath before Jeff shoots him a look. “She’s a chill person, Jeff. No one is saying you have to fall in love with her.” 

“I know that.” Jeff mumbles before grabbing his bag. “So, we going or what?” 

*

“Just take it easy, yeah?” Erin chuckles as you climb out of the car and you shrug a shoulder. 

“Of course, like I’m going to lose my shit.” You joke and Carly glances over her shoulder, giving you a quick warning look. “It’s perfectly legal here, right?” 

“Got the authentication certificates to prove it.” David laughs and Jeff squints as you stand in the sunlight, resting your hands on your hips. “You got some kinda problem with the law, Y/n?” 

Jeff raises an eyebrow as you simply smile, not quite giving an answer as you simply pick up a hammer. “Where’d we start?” 

After a half-hour, Jeff can already see a different side to you. Within the first few minutes of having the safety procedure you were free to destroy whatever you wish and Jeff watched as you threw a hammer into a windshield of a broken car. 

“She got some kinda anger issues?” Jeff nervously laughs as he pauses, looking over as you kick in the door to another old car with a bright smile on your face. “Or just fucking insane?” 

David chuckles as Carly walks over. “You didn’t tell him, did you?” Carly remarks, and Jeff looks over to David who simply shakes his head. 

“Tell me what?” Jeff asks as he listens to the sound of glass smashing and you cheering. 

“Y/n’s recently been cleared from probation,” Carly explains, and Jeff’s eyes widen. “I mean, it wasn’t like she killed someone. It was a drug deal gone wrong.” 

“Sound familiar?” David raises an eyebrow to Jeff who focuses on you across the junkyard as you joke around with Zane as he takes photos of you. 

“Huh.” Jeff mutters, now putting the pieces together as to why you tensed up about him mentioning his weed, about your career choices and prospering onwards. “So, she’s not such a good girl after all?” 

Glancing over your shoulder, you smile to Carly as Jeff can’t stop eyeing you up with a smirk on his lips. “Is Jeff constipated?” You ask Zane who follows your line of vision and laughs lightly. 

“Oh Y/n,” Zane sighs as he pats your arm. “You’ll learn soon enough.”

“Or I’ll just see for myself.” You joke back before putting the hammer down and wander toward the trio with a bright smile. “That was definitely the release I needed.” You happily breathe out, watching as Jeff clenches his fists. 

“One hell of a release, Y/n.” Jeff comments and Carly rolls her eyes at his change in attitude. “Didn’t know you had that in you.” 

You glance over to Carly before stepping closer to Jeff, eyeing him up and down for a moment before tutting. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me Jeff.” You remark before stepping away and picking up a sledgehammer, running back toward Erin who happily greets you before you smash another car. 

“I’ll have fun finding out.” Jeff mutters, following behind you as Carly sighs. 

“He’s doomed.” She remarks and David nods along, turning back to carry on with the remainder of their time in the junkyard. 

#hope you liked this one! #thanks for the request angel #jeff wittek #jeff wittek imagine #jeff wittek fluff #jeff wittek angst #jeff wittek oneshot #jeff wittek x reader #jeff wittek imagines #jeff wittek writing #vlog squad #vlog squad fluff #vlog squad angst #vlog squad oneshot #vlog squad x reader #vlog squad imagine #vlog squad imagines #vlogsquad #vlogsquad fluff #vlogsquad angst #vlogsquad oneshot #vlogsquad imagine #vlogsquad x reader #vlogsquad imagines

[pixeldolly]

Given her recent financial angst, Kristen rolled an interesting want...a rich wife would mean she would never have to worry about money again, and could devote herself to her dream of making the big leagues...but Strangetown didn’t exactly have an overabundance of eligible rich ladies, did it?

Chloe, who liked to live in the moment and never planned forward longer than a month, had a different idea of how she might cheer her up.

Chloe: “Let’s go downtown - we can do a little shopping, visit the spa, get pampered, then have a nice meal somewhere. I guarantee you’ll feel better afterwards!”

Kristen: “I don’t know, isn’t that a bit extravagant? Considering we aren’t exactly rich...”

Chloe: “Pff yeah right! We’ve been slaving away for weeks, we deserve something nice! You gotta live a little, Kris, otherwise what’s the point? C’mon, my treat.”

Kristen reluctantly agreed...Chloe always had a way of talking people around to her point of view. Besides, maybe it would do her some good to relax and have a fun outing with a friend. A drop dead gorgeous friend...but no, she wasn’t going to go there. She wouldn’t ruin what she and Erin had for the sake of a fling.

Chloe: “Yes, I’d like to reserve a table for two...”

#sims 2 #the sims 2 #sims2 #ts2 #mh: strangetown #mh: chloe curious #mh: kristen loste #ttn

[rudysrings]

Okay but if you’re still taking requests how bout one w Jeff wittek w the whole billboard thing w Todd and Natalie but instead it’s Jeff x y/n and David accidentally exposes their relationship and maybe have y/n be the drunk texted since Jeff doesn’t drink 👀 I hope that made sense lol.

A/N: I’m totally still taking requests :) This is one of the best ones I’ve seen yet… thanks for the awesome idea and hope you enjoy! 

David had finally gotten his filming done for Monday’s vlog and was currently editing. As usual, it had involved several extreme events, some of which ended up with Jeff covered in crow feathers. Hence, Jeff was in the shower. 

David noticed Jeff’s phone light up where he had tossed it on the couch. He noticed that the contact was not just Y/N, but it had a tongue and red heart emoji next to it. (As well as the squatting monkey looking creepily over to the side and a clown, but David figured that was a joke.) On some weird impulse, David tried out Nerf’s birthday and found that it worked as Jeff’s pass code. A wide, scheming grin spread across David’s face as he read what you had sent Jeff. In essence, you were asking him to pick you up, but the way you asked made it obvious that you were wasted. 

Giggling, David took a screenshot and sent it to his own phone, deleting any evidence before Jeff came back. When Jeff picked up his phone, flopping down on the couch to scroll through it, David continued editing, looking for a reaction in his peripheral.

Jeff’s eyebrows furrowed, before he chuckled softly. He got up, grabbing his jacket and keys. He was halfway out the door, before he called out, as if it was an after thought, “Gotta go feed Nerf, David.”

Sure you do.

Jeff found you at the bar you often frequented on karaoke and trivia nights, today being the former. You were singing some god-awful rendition of a Katy Perry song, clearly drunk off your ass. Jeff smiled, walking over to the stage.

He gulped as he realized he could see up your miniskirt if he wanted to, not that he would. His eyes were hooded as he took in your halter top and the thin belt you wore over your hips. That fucking belt. You didn’t even need it. It rested on your bare skin, but you loved the way it made you feel all the same, not to mention the way it drove Jeff crazy. He wanted nothing more than to grab onto it, or even bite the sliver of skin it hid. Maybe you would let him another day.

Your eyes lit up with an elated smile as you saw your boyfriend of only a few weeks, pointing to him as you swayed your hips. 

“ ‘Cause baby you’re a FIIIIIIIIIIIreewOOOOOork!”

Jeff was forced to watch, completely smitten, as you finished off the song with drunken splendor.

Once you were done, Jeff couldn’t help but notice the sleazy looks and overenthusiastic cheers and applause you were getting. It was karaoke night, for Chrissake, he thought.

Giggling, you let yourself fall into Jeff’s arms. He held you tightly, helping you down from the stage, struggling with his self-control as he took in the now familiar smell of your body wash and realized that your top was backless, his hand meeting the smooth skin of your back, making him shudder. 

You sighed into his ear, furthering his lustful haze. “Hey, Jeffrey. You came…”

Jeff had his arm around your waist, and yours around him as he guided you to the exit. “ ‘Course I came, doll,” he whispered into your hair.

Once you got outside, he led you to his car. Jeff backed you up against the door. He looked at you for a moment, and it seemed to you that he was fighting an internal battle.

You eyed his lips, which were full and red from him biting them during your performance. “Can I kiss you?” 

“I thought you’d never ask…” Finally, you heard him curse under his breath and bring his hand up to the back of your head, the other to your waist, pulling your lower half against him. His mouth covered yours completely, his tongue slipping into to stroke yours. You gasped at the sudden entrance, grabbing at his hair and tugging, eliciting sinful noises from him. 

You slid your hands down his neck, gripping his collar and trying to bring him closer. His lips trailed away from yours, down to your collarbone where he forcefully placed kisses.

In the mean time, you softly kissed his neck, trying not to leave any marks, but couldn’t help yourself from nipping at him, soothing the abused skin with your tongue immediately after.

A catcall from a passing stranger brought the two of you to your senses and you pulled apart. Jeff’s hands remained at your hips and he leaned his forehead on yours, catching his breath. 

“Wheree’d that come srom Jeffrey?” You slurred.

Jeff shook his head at your state, chuckling. “I hope I haven’t overstepped. It’s this fucking belt, doll.” He fingered it, and you let out a bubbly laugh at the ticklish feeling. 

You’re phone dinged with a message and you pulled it out, seeing that it was David. “He wants help editing.”

Jeff shook his head. “You’re in no state to drive to David’s right now.” He sighed. “And I can’t drive you, because I just left him saying I had to feed Nerf.” He slumped his head onto your shoulder. “Fuck, I wish we could just tell everyone.”

You played with the hair at his neck and said, “We will. Just not right now?”

Out of respect for you, he nodded against your skin. “Just ignore the text and say you were asleep if he asks tomorrow. I’m driving you home.”

Jeff wouldn’t meet your eyes. You pulled his chin up and despite your intoxicated state, managed to say convincingly, “Dontchyu ever doubt how I feel about you, Jeffrey. I don’t wanna hide you. I wanna celebrate us when iss right, ya feel me?”

Jeff smiled, bending slightly to nudge your nose with his. “Fuckin’ right I feel you. You’re fuckin’ adorable.”

***

David really took Erin’s idea of putting the texts up on a billboard seriously. Within a couple of days, he had it up in Hollywood and was inviting everyone to come see it. He invited you and Jeff at the same time, along with Todd, Ilya, Jason, Zane, and Carly.

You were confused as to why you were in the middle of a random street of Hollywood, but with David, you never knew what to expect. You shot a look at Jeff, who had his arm around Todd, as if to say What the fuck is going on.

Jeff simply shrugged, biting his lip as he looked you up and down, telling you subtly that he really liked what you were wearing. You had on a romper that had really low sleeves, so your lacy underwear was clearly visible. You checked him out too, your arm looped in Carly’s, fluttering your eyelashes dramatically and smiling, fanning yourself subtly as joke, to show him how much you liked his current outfit, a sleeveless shirt and joggers. When David asked you guys to turn around, you turned while smiling, but your jaw immediately dropped as you saw a giant billboard with your smiling face on it, beside it, a series of texts. As you began to recognize the messages, your heart dropped to your stomach.

“No,” You whispered.

Y/N: Jeeeefffreyyyy

karaoke nigh

i miss you

i hate that i can’t show you how much

akchually maybe i can… if you come pick me up, then maybe i can show you just how much i miss you l8r 2nite?

or not… if u don’t want that then that’s cool 2 :)

i dranked too muhc

“You muthafucka…” Jeff was smiling for the camera but it didn’t reach his eyes. He pulled you into him, tucking you into his chest. 

You pushed him away, accusation in your eyes. “Why would you send him that, Jeff?” You asked low, so that the others wouldn’t hear.

Jeff flinched. You always called him Jeffrey. Though he hated it at first, it had grown on him. He shook his head. “What? No…I didn’t…” He looked over at David. “How tha fuck d’you get that, ay?”

David giggled. “You were in the shower when you got the texts, bro!”

The others had gone quiet.

Feeling humiliated beyond belief, you began walking away from everyone, pulling your car keys out.

A/N: I think I might make a part two to this… sorry it got really steamy. I didn’t mean for it to happen but it just did i guess. Let me know if anyone would read a second part?

#vlog squad #david dobrik x reader #jeff wittek x reader #david dobrik #jeff wittek imagine #jeff wittek x reader imagine #vs #vlog squad x reader #vlog squad imagine

[marvelfansince08love]

The Pleasure is all mine  Chapter 2

Word count: 2616 

Pairing: Lou Miller x Fem!Reader, Background Platonic friendship Debbie Ocean x Lou Miller. 

Setting: Three weeks after their initial meeting, they finally meet again but does the reader assume things to quickly...  (of course she does because I wrote it and I’m an over-thinker)

A/N: I am so sorry for the late update, I was going to do it yesterday but I just needed to add a couple of things to it before uploading. Also I skimmed through this... does that count as proof-reading?

Tags: @waitingfortheendtocome​ @natasha-danvers​ @5aftermidnight​

P.S: Your comments puts fuel/gas in my car, much appreciated x

I do not own the gif below! ♥

Chapter 2 

Erin is a sweet five year old girl with the cutest blonde curls and crystal blue eyes reminding me of a certain hot knight in shining armour.

"See you around Y/N from Y/H/T"

"Miss Nurse do you have any fish?"

I shake the thoughts of Lou out of my head before focusing on the important question asked by my patient.

"No, but I did have when I was younger. He was a clown fish"

"Just like Nemo!" She squeals excitedly.

I grin softly at the innocent statement.

"Just like Nemo"

"Do you think if I ask mummy real nicely, she will get me Nemo once I'm better" she asked sweetly with a hint of sadness. I frown slightly thinking about the treatment that she's currently going through before quickly masking it behind a sweet smile.

"Well there's no harm in asking hey, my little munchkin?" I stroke my thumb across her cheek softly offering some comfort.

"Miss Nurse do you think I'll get any better?"

I fumble slightly trying to gather my thoughts. This has always been the most difficult part of the job but somehow, I wouldn't change it for the world.

"I sure hope so kid! But just know that me and your parents are going to be right here, with you, all the way" I reassure her before standing up and letting her know that she's due her medication.

 Leaving the room, I sigh gently before rubbing my tired eyes. After working three twelve-hour shifts in a row a girl could use a nap. I straighten myself up again and turn towards the nurse’s station, on my way over I see Erin's parents coming through the door and towards her room. They glance over and offer a polite smile and wave before entering. I turn back towards the nurse's station and see Rachel standing behind the desk going through medical files. She quickly glances my way before returning to her task with a mischievous grin.

"Someone looks like shit today; you want to borrow some of my concealer"

" Ha.Ha. very funny Rach, for that you can go on the next medication round"

She pokes her tongue out playfully before abandoning her task and turning her full attention to me. She places her face in the palms of her hands innocently before asking:

"Wanna come out tonight? Please, pretty please?" With a pout for good measure. I groan before rolling my eyes in displeasure.

"The last time I ended up out with you, I almost fractured my ankle" I complain. She scoffs and waves her hand in dismissal.

"Oh please! you were fine after a week besides you got rescued by some hot blonde, if anything you should be thanking me!" She teases. I roll my eyes in good nature before taking the medical file from her pile and walking away.

"I take that as a yes!" She states loudly, leaning over the desk. I turn my head to face her with a grin.

"Of course" with a quick playful wink before heading off to my next patient. I hear a loud "Yes!" from behind me before walking into the patients room.

................................................................................

The club is hot and dark with lightly dimmed blue lights. My tight black dress already clinging to my body like second skin from the heat. If I squint hard enough I can make out the sea of people dancing within the thick smoke on the dance floor.

"Okay before we hit the bar I need to dance the stress of work out of me" I state before being led by Rachel towards the dance floor in the middle of the room.

My hips sway in time with the beat of the song, warm bodies pressed close all around the busy dance floor. I can feel the floor vibrate beneath my feet. Rachel grabs my hand and twirls me around with Lucas our fellow paediatric nurse cheering us on. After half an hour of dancing I can feel my throat becoming drier indicating the need for a drink.

"You guys wanna get a round in" Rachel shouts to the both of us while gesturing to the packed bar in the middle of the room. We all cheer in agreement before grabbing onto each other and making our way through the crowd to the bar.

She waves over the bartender like greeting an old friend. She smiles charmingly at Rachel while leaning over the bar counter.

"There's my favourite girl! What can I get cha tonight Rach?" She says flirtatiously as she eyes Rachel's outfit. She's also opted for a tight-fitting dress in red. She giggles and places her hand on top of the flirty bartender's.

"Can we get a tray of vodka shots please?" She bats her eyelashes for extra measure. The bartender winks cheekily before turning around and preparing our tray

.

"You are such a flirt Rachel" Lucas says from beside me. I laugh in agreement as she pretends to be outraged by the accusation before grabbing the tray from the bartender and handing us both two each.

I bring the shot to my mouth and let the burning liquid travel down my throat. I splutter slightly from the first shot before downing my next one; this time going down a little easier - almost a little too easy. I grab another one from the tray that's still in Rachel's hand and down my third.

"Is it me or is the vodka a little weak?" I say loudly to the pair. They both chuckle and roll their eyes at me.

"Oh the big mighty Y/N thinks she can handle her drinks better than us Rach" Lucas mocks in good nature. I roll my eyes before giving him a playful shove on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry the vodka isn't to your likening"

That voice

Oh how I've dreamt of that voice.

I turn around with wide eyes my mouth opening in shock to see her stood with such confidence and beauty.

Lou

She's got the same signature smirk on her face just like that night in the food truck. I quickly close my gaping mouth and throw Lou a shy smile.

"Just point me in the direction of the club manager because there's no way that's just vodka" I awkwardly tease. I hear Rachel gasp next to me and with a quick glance her way she shakes her head as if indicating for me to stop talking, her eyes wide with slight fear and amusement.

"There's no need to take you to her when she's right here, love" she teases with her deep Australian accent. There's that damn smirk again.

Shit!

"Oh my god Lou, I am so sorry I didn't mean it in a bad way. I guess I can just handle stronger vodka" I ramble feeling embarrassed that I've managed to make a fool of myself TWICE in front of this woman.

She walks slowly up to me so we are in closer proximity and leans towards my ear, her breath smells of mint and is warm against my cheek. I close my eyes at the feeling of it – feeling intoxicated by it.

Maybe the vodka is a bit stronger than I thought.

"If you want something stronger all you gotta do is ask my darling" she pulls back and winks while chewing lazily on a piece of gum.

I shake the dirty thoughts out of my head before straightening up and quickly glancing at the two spectators in this flirtatious game. Their eyes moving back and forth between the two of us, Rach clashes her eyes with mine and winks before mouth "go for it". I quickly look back to Lou and notice that she's still staring at me waiting for a response her crystal blues look dark under the dimmed lights.

"Okay"

Her lips twitch in amusement before replying:

"Okay"

I smile wide at the similar exchange from our first meeting.

I turn back towards my friends to see them subtly giving me approval and making whipping noises.

I am so not whipped.

I feel her arm circle around my waist and her mouth close to my ear - barely touching.

"I hope you don't mind but I'd hate to lose you in the crowd after I've just found you again" she says loudly into my ear before escorting me through the crowds, her arm never loosening its hold around me.

As we come to a flight of stairs, I tense and turn towards her in confusion which effectively removes her arm.

"My office is up here and it's quiet, I'd like to talk to you. I know it sounds crazy, but I've not been able to get you out of my head" she looks deep into my eyes with slight insecurity. I smile gently before gently taking hold of her hand and heading for the steps. I look over my shoulder at her and see that her eyes are glued to one place only:

"I hope you weren't looking at my ass, Aussie" I say cheekily with a smirk. She quickly looks away and smirks; as if she's not ashamed of being caught. Just like that the insecurity is gone.

"I wouldn't dream of objectifying you like that darling"

 The cheek of this woman!

 You secretly love it though

 I blush at the nickname as well as my thoughts before hiding it by turning back around and continuing up the stairs.

We finally reach her office space and gestures for me to seat down on a very expensive black plush sofa.

This is place is huge!

Lou moves over to a small bar in the corner of the room and pours two small glasses of vodka. She walks over with confidence and hands me a glass before taking a seat next to me - hip brushing against hip. She leans her forearms onto her thighs and turns to look at me with those crystal blue eyes.

"Thanks for coming up here it gets a bit much downstairs, how are you? How's that ankle of yours?" She asks softly with some concern.

I smile and feel my heart beating faster at our proximity.

"Uh yeah I'm doing okay. I've managed to see more of New York and made a few friends, plus my ankle is a hundred times better now thanks to you" I say with a teasing undertone. I gently bump my shoulder against hers and grin.

She laughs, mouth wide showing her perfect white teeth.

"So I see you run your own little kingdom around these parts huh. First the burger truck and now a nightclub you must be pretty busy" I state jokingly, she shifts uncomfortably before masking her discomfort with a smug smirk.

"I'm a woman of many talents Y/N" I raise an eyebrow in question to her diverting away from the statement. Her shoulders drop before taking a sip of her drink.

"Growing up... I didn't have a lot. My father worked two jobs trying to provide for us, we moved constantly, never staying in the same place longer than six months. I guess it made me more determined to not have that constant worry of where my next meal was coming from or if I had a roof over my head. So eventually I moved to New York starting working a few highly paying jobs and managed to afford this place.... 5 years later I'm running one of the busiest nightclubs in New York" She stares at me with a soft expression.

"Your amazing" I whisper my eyes taking her in, trying to piece this beautiful woman together. Maybe there's a softness to the mysterious confident Lou. She reaches over and takes my hand into hers, her thumb brushing softly against my skin.

"Listen Y/N...

"Hey Lou baby, we need talk about this plan because I've been up all night thinking about and honestly I need a listening ear... oh you have company"

Lou quickly let's go of my hand and stands briskly, her eyes widen as if being caught doing something she shouldn't be doing.

"Debs I uh, this is Y/N you know the woman I helped a few weeks ago" her voice tight and rushed; as if trying to justify my presence. I reel off all the possibilities as to why she's retreating in this woman's presence until a cold realisation dawn's on me as I stare at them both.

She has a girlfriend

A hot girlfriend

Fuck!

I stand quickly and both women turn and look towards me. Lou seems to realise my conclusion and steps forward, mouth opening as if to reel off an explanation. I sidestep out of her reach and look at her crestfallen face.

"I uh, I should go. My friends will be wondering where I am, it was nice meeting you" I stutter as I clumsily make my way to the door. The hot brunette seems to raise an eyebrow, silently questioning my sudden departure.

"Wait Y/N stay please" Lou asks desperately. My eyes widen at her tone of voice and I can see the brunette is also surprised by her desperation.

"I really can't do this. I'm sorry" I whisper before fleeing the room and down back to the club floor. I quickly find my friends through the sea of people. I grab onto Rachel's arm and lean my mouth to her ear:

"I gotta go I'm not feeling well"

She wiggles her eyebrows playfully.

"Oh yeah I bet you are, how was she?"

There's that sick feeling again; or is it the vodka.

"No seriously I'm gonna head home I'm tired and think I'm coming down with something"

She looks at me with a frown noticing the serious tone of my voice.

"Are you sure? Do you want me to come with you?"

"No its okay, I'll grab a cab from outside and text you in the morning"

I blow a kiss over to Lucas who seems to be too busy with a tall handsome god of a man and quickly leave. As I get to the door a look up towards the office and see Lou looking down scanning the crowd; for me.

It's like a magnet charging between us because in a second her eyes turn to me. She looks pissed and, on a mission, as she quickly takes to the stairs. I turn around and head out of the door and take a deep breath in the cold New York air before heading for a cab. I feel a hand wrap around my elbow desperately.

"Wait Y/N there's been a misunderstanding somewhere, I thought we were getting along"

"Look Lou, I think you're great but this, whatever it is, needs to stop"

She let's go of my arm and stands still, her eyes boring into mine before scanning every inch of my face.

"If that's what you want, I won't pursue anything but I want to at least be your friend Y/N. I know it sounds crazy even I can't believe it but there is something about you Y/N from Y/H/T and I can't get you out of my head. I shouldn't want this but fuck! I need you around... your presence grounds me" she sighs in defeat looking lost her crystal blue eyes pleading for me to understanding.

"Lou I... can't do this. I will not be that girl who gets involved with someone who's already taken, I'm sorry" I whisper before taking a step back - away from her and fleeing before she can explain further.

Once in the cab I look out of the window to see Lou running her hands through her blonde hair in frustration before storming back inside.

What have I gotten myself into.

#lou miller x reader #lou miller #cate blanchett #oceans 8 #debbie ocean #Sandra Bullock #female!reader #mystory #just gay things #writing #carol 2015

[ruzek-halstead]

someday

pairing: jay halstead x hailey upton

erin is back in town and asks jay out for drinks. hailey isn't sure how to feel about it and finds herself at molly's, throwing back shots with will halstead (he totally ships upstead).

“plus, why would he get back together with erin when he’s clearly in love with you?”

masterlist || ao3

warnings: swearing, fluffery, mentions of erin lindsay

the team is all at their desks, catching up on paperwork when jay’s phone starts ringing.

he glances at it quickly, almost as if he plans on letting it go to voicemail, but then doubles back as his eyes widen. he hesitates to grab it, but ultimately decides he probably should. so, he grabs his phone and quietly ducks out to the break room.

hailey is watching, because of course she is. she happens to look up as his phone starts ringing, just in case it was hers, and catches his reaction. he isn’t very subtle about it, but he probably isn’t thinking people are watching him either. he spends a few minutes in the break room and hailey would be lying if she said she isn’t glancing at the door every few seconds.

her curiosity is starting to get the best of her, so she grabs her near empty coffee mug and subtly enters the break room.

when she enters, jay is sitting at the table. his phone is on the table and his chin is in his hands; his eyes are blank and he’s staring off into space.

“hey, you alright?” she questions as she fills her mug up with fresh coffee. she tries to act nonchalant, like she isn’t dying to know.

jay doesn’t reply.

hailey raises an eyebrow and sits down across from him at the table; his eyes don’t flit to her.

“jay?”

his light eyes finally lift to glance at her and he looks confused, and slightly desperate. “that was erin on the phone.”

there are things hailey expects to hear on the daily; even extremely off things, given what they do for a living. however, this is definitely not one of those things.

she chokes on a sip of her coffee and curses when it dribbles down her chin. “i’m sorry, what?”

jay allows himself to chuckle, watching as she licks her lips free of coffee. she’s glad she can still provide him some amusement. “erin. she’s in town and wants to see me.”

“oh,” it’s the only thing hailey can say because she doesn’t want to overstep; jay raises an eyebrow. “sorry, i'm just surprised is all.”

jay runs a frustrated hand through his hair. “you're telling me,” he mumbles in response. “what should i do?”

hailey's eyes widen; she isn’t expecting him to ask her that. “well, you have to go, right?” she replies, “i mean, she clearly wants to see you.”

jay's facial expression stays blank. “right…”

the passivity on jay's face starts to make hailey nervous; she can’t read his expression and has no idea what he’s thinking. so, she starts to babble.

“maybe she has something important to tell you, like maybe she’s pregnant,” jay's eyes snap to look at her and hailey blanches. “not with you, obviously.” jay is still staring at her and she cringes; she’s absolutely butchering this conversation. “or maybe she wants to get back together.”

somehow, hailey’s brain has not connected to her vocal cords and she still continues to speak.

hailey frowns; by saying that, it’s put unwelcome thoughts in her own mind, and she doesn’t like it. she doesn’t want to picture jay and erin back together; why the hell would she even mention it?

jay is clearly confused as well; he’s finally showing some emotion, as he can’t fathom why hailey would say such awkward things. but she looks uncomfortable and she refuses to make eye contact and she’s inching out of her seat, as if preparing to make a run for it. so, he doesn’t press.

“i guess i’ll just have to meet her to find out.”

hailey hates that answer. she hates it because now she’s planted the seed of a relationship in his brain and she knows as soon as he sees his former flame, he’ll go all heart eyes and that will be that. she hates it.

“hey hails,” her attention lands on her new roommate, who’s peeking her head in the doorway with a gentle smile, “i have to meet with a CI; voight says to bring some backup. you want in?”

hailey stands so fast; she nearly topples over her chair. “oh god, yes,” the reply flies out of her mouth nearly as quickly and vanessa knits her eyebrows together. “i mean, yeah, of course i’ll go with you.”

hailey spares a glance over at Jay and is slightly pleased to see him smirking; maybe he isn’t as far gone as she thinks.

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that night, hailey finds herself at molly’s.

she has no idea where erin and jay plan on meeting up, but she prays that it isn’t molly's because she is in desperate need of shots.

the rest of her team isn’t here either. kim and adam went to dinner (honestly, can those two just get together already?) and surprisingly, vanessa is out with kevin, but she has no idea where. so, hailey sits at the bar by her lonesome, but it’s fine.

she downs another shot of tequila.

she’s fine.

her pity-party is interrupted when a stool is dragged next to her. she looks up to see the other halstead, nursing a beer and a smile. “hey herrmann, can we get another round please?” he asks the older fireman.

“you got it,” he replies and then glances at hailey, “i'll throw in another round of shots on the house. looks like this one needs it,” he drops his right eyelid in a wink.

hailey opens her mouth to object because this is absolutely mortifying but nothing comes out. “make it a double, please,” she says instead.

“oh no, what did he do now?” will asks in jest, gladly accepting the drinks herrmann is laying out for them.

hailey smirks. “who?” she asks innocently.

“you may be a detective, but i can also see through your bullshit,” will sasses with a raised eyebrow. “now tell me, what stupid thing did my brother do today?”

hailey laughs; she doesn’t usually spend much time with will, at least not without jay around. but it’s nice; his company is nice. “he didn’t do anything,” she replies, and she isn’t lying. but somehow it feels like she is.

“so, what’s the reason for all this?” he motions to the shots, which only spurs her to take another.

her face scrunches at the burn of the amber liquid and she turns to look at him. his face is blank, save for a little curiosity. but he’s there and he’s ready to listen and it just comes pouring out.

“erin is in town.”

will's jaw instantly drops, but he recovers quickly. he takes a hold of his own shot glass and holds it out to her, waiting. she brings their glasses together in cheers and throws it back.

“how did jay react to that?”

hailey nearly laughs. “like a robot. honestly, do you bottle up your emotions as much as he does?”

“i'm proud to say that no, i do not,” he chuckles. “i'm much more emotional than jay—don’t tell him that, though.”

hailey laughs and she’s so glad for the distraction. “he didn’t really say anything, and i couldn’t read him. so, i got nervous and maybe said some things i shouldn’t have.”

will raises an eyebrow in curiosity. “what kind of things?”

“like maybe she’s pregnant,” his eyes widen and he bursts out in laughter, “and then i just had to mention that maybe she wants to get back together,” she rolls her eyes, “honestly, he’s going to fold like a pancake as soon as he sees her.”

will is still laughing. “i'm not sure where the pancake reference is coming from, but i can assure you jay doesn’t want anything more than closure and a beer.”

“how do you know that?” hailey asks, pouting. then she straightens up and drops her facial expression because she’s a goddamn adult for fuck sakes.

“you know jay, but i know him better,” will explains, “he was devastated when she left. but that’s just it; she left. and she had no intention of coming back. he’s dumb and reckless sometimes, but he wouldn’t put himself through that again.”

“oh,” hailey exhales softly, suddenly feeling ridiculous for her overreaction. “i guess that makes sense.”

will smirks. “he's not the best with change. he had to adapt to her leaving and he can’t live in fear knowing that she might have to leave again; she didn’t even say goodbye.”

hailey remembers the first months of their partnership. he was stubborn and dark, and it took her a while to get through to him; it seems stupid but the first morning he brought her a coffee without having to ask her order beforehand, that’s when she knew things were going to change. and they did; look at them now.

“plus, why would he get back together with erin when he’s clearly in love with you?”

hailey's head whips around to stare at will with wide, worried eyes. but his gaze is locked on molly’s front doors where jay has just entered; he’s looking around, wondering if anyone from his unit is here (since no one replied to his texts in the group chat), but then he spots his brother’s wild red hair and his blonde partner beside him.

“i guess this is my cue to leave,” will says quickly as he rushes to finish the last of his beer.

hailey latches onto his arm, panicking. “what?” she hisses. “no, you can’t leave! not after saying something like that!”

“oh, do you hear that?” will says, standing and grabbing his coat. “i’m being paged. sorry hailey, but i have to go save lives,” he replies, smirking because clearly he is not being paged and hailey is livid.

hailey narrows her eyes. “okay halstead, play the doctor card; i see how it is,” she responds, but sharply adds, “i’ll remember this.”

“you’re a sassy woman, hailey,” will smiles, “i see why my brother likes you so much.”

this time he makes sure jay hears it as well and thoroughly enjoys watching hailey drown her embarrassment in her beer, while jay looks on, confused as hell.

“hey jay! sorry, i gotta run. busy doing doctor stuff, you know?”

will doesn’t wait for a response and he’s out the door before jay can even blink.

“he's such a loser,” jay snorts and vacates will's old spot. he orders a beer for himself and another one for hailey and herrmann obliges, holding back his smirk. “am i missing something here?”

hailey shakes her head quickly. “no, of course not,” she replies, “how’s erin?”

“she's good,” he replies casually. hailey continues to look at him and when he notices, she motions for him to go on. “oh, i don’t know. she's fine, i guess. came down for a case and wanted to check in. didn't call the rest of the unit because she’s leaving tomorrow and didn’t want to make a big deal.”

his answers are so vague and she’s getting frustrated.

“jay, she’s your ex-girlfriend. that's all?” hailey prods; she can’t help herself.

his green eyes zero in on her expression, wondering where this persistence is coming from. to some degree, he knows because he caught her nervousness earlier in the break room and clearly, there’s a reason for it. “yeah, that’s all. we had one drink, i gave her the rundown on all the changes within Intelligence and she told me a bit about her new job.”

“that's it?” hailey asks with hopeful eyes.

jay mirrors her expression but with confused eyes. “that's it.”

hailey visibly deflates and she takes another swig of her beer with elated ease. her actions cause a smirk to appear on jay's face, as he leans his body forward. “hailey,” she hums in response, “is there anything you’d like to tell me?”

the ease that hailey was feeling for two seconds is suddenly gone and replaced with stone cold anxiety.

“because earlier today, you were chatting my ear off about erin-related topics and you were clearly nervous. now that i’m telling you absolutely nothing happened, you’re looking very relieved. what am i missing?”

jay's eyes bore into hers and he can clearly see she’s nervous once again, but she tries to keep her expressions in check. “i'm just glad you’re okay. i didn’t want you to get hurt again.”

jay is 99% sure she’s lying, but it’s a damn good lie.

“and that’s all?” he asks with a raised eyebrow.

hailey snaps out of her trance and punches his shoulder; that certainly snaps him out as well as he groans. “i care about you, jay! i’m just looking out.”

he narrows his eyes at her, because she’s good, but she can’t lie to him.

“i know there’s more,” he says simply, standing and grabbing a few bills from his wallet. “and we’ll have that conversation someday.”

he grabs his jacket.

“jay,” hailey breathes and for a moment, she thinks she can do this; it’s time.

but she doesn’t say anything.

he sends her a soft smile. “goodnight, hailey.”

he leans down to press a kiss to her cheek. she inhales sharply.

she watches him walk out the door and can’t find it in herself to chase after him.

she lets him go.

#upstead #upstead fic #upstead fanfic #upstead fanfiction #jay x hailey #jay and hailey #hailey x jay #hailey and jay #halstead x upton #upton x halstead #jay halstead #hailey upton #chicago pd #chicago med #chicago fire #molly's #adam ruzek #kim burgess #kevin atwater #vanessa rojas #hank voight #will halstead #one chicago #tracy spiridakos #jesse lee soffer #one chicago fanfiction

[sillykittyz]

My thoughts (and some screenshots) from watching Nightmare Time

Hachetfield ape-man first

PROFESSER HIDGENS!!!

TED???????

“tea taxing son of a bitch”

“YOU ARE STUPID!!!”

“uhhhh... stop it...”

HIDGENS STOP SHOOTING PEOPLE

“no... please... let me die... as Konk...”

TED’S DEAD

HE WANTS MONEY FOR HIS MUSICAL

“BECKY BARNES??? That’s a little Hachetfield lore for you”

HIS ARMS

JEFF IS THE APE-MAN

and now, the superior one, Watcher world!!

BILL!!!!

Frozen refrence

BLINKY

Bill’s so happy awhhh

“Fuck you Blinky”

BLINKY YOU PERVERT

I survived the Eye-drop and all I got was this lousy t-shirt

“We gotta gram this”

DROWSYTOWN????

AHOY THERE BOYS AND GIRLS

SNIGGLES

“Don’t you fucking blink”

“Now you know how I felt when sitting through Dear Evan Hansen”

what kinda language is she speaking

GO OFF QUEEN

“with this mallet!” *cheering*

“Angela are you alright”

“No I’m totally slober”

“Shut the hell up Lauren”

“Erin, ERIN!!!”

NON-BINARY??? ZIGS???

Just let Alice be happy :(

Uh-oh, purple iris’s 

MAN IN A HURRY IS BACK

BILL SWEARED

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

NO NO NO NO NO N

LET ALICE BE HAPPY

DON’T LET BILL DIE AGAIN

Bill is the best dad

NO NO DON’T KILL BILL

I WANT A BLINKY

“CRYSTAL BALLS???”

Bill’s wasting all his money :(

“FUCKING WACK HER DUDE”

#i wrote these all down on sheets of paper bbvhxb #nightmare time #starkid #nightmare time spoilers #swearing tw #death tw #eyeballs tw #ask to tag

[crowdedimagines]

David Who?

It’s raining in Los Angeles, which is pretty rare. I love the rain because it’s a change of pace, but somehow everyone in LA magically forgets how to drive when the roads are wet. Especially if it goes all day. I have been procrastinating going to get groceries all day, but now that it’s time for supper, I know it’s time.

I grab the sweatshirt that actually belongs to my brother, but he left here the last time he visited. I wear it pretty often because it’s too big and comfy. I throw it on and run out to my car, avoiding getting completely drenched. I drive to the nearest Whole Foods. I just need to get some groceries to get me through the week.

I’m about half-way through the store when I can hear people laughing loudly. It sounds like it’s a whole group of people. I keep moving through each isle, but the noise never dies down.

“Surprise!” A completely unfamiliar face grabs my shoulder to surprise me.

I pause for a second waiting for someone to say something. The guy has a camera in hand and a whole group of people with him. I’m sure they’re the ones I heard yelling earlier.

“I’m sorry?” I question, looking around awkwardly. I have no clue who this man is or what’s going on.

“I’m David!” His eyes are wide with confusion as he looks around unsure.

“Hi, I guess, I’m Y/n.” I look away and set down the box of cereal I had been holding.

“Oh wow, she doesn’t even know who I am.” He laughs, pretending to walk away. He turns back around before he gets far. “Do you seriously not know who I am?”

I shake me head while everyone else is dying with laughter. I manage to crack a smile unsure of why this situation is so funny.

“You’re wearing my sweatshirt!” He points down at my chest, “This is my brand. Clickbait.”

“Ohh” I look down at the sweatshirt I had haphazardly thrown on. “Yeah, this isn’t mine.”

“Well, you make it look really good.”

“Woah, David, are you flirting?” One of his friends asks with a laugh. I’m thankful he does because it distracts from the blush growing on my cheeks.

“I’m sorry, I normally am never this forward. I just think it’s kinda cute. Like how cool would that be in a few years to be able to tell our kids that you were wearing my clothes before we even met. ” David laughs, he avoids eye contact now. He seems embarrassed. I don’t want him to be though. He’s really cute, and he seems like he’s got a fun group of friends.

“Trust me, I didn’t mind and that would be a great story for the kids, I’m sure.” I roll my eyes at him bringing children into this when we’ve been talking for maybe two minutes.

The group lets out a chorus of ‘oos’ making me roll my eyes, yet I can’t bite back a smile.

“It isn’t a boyfriend’s sweatshirt, is it?” One of the friend echos. The group gets quiet again waiting on the answer.

“No, I am actually single.” I smirk.

“David! You gotta take her on a date!”

“Woah, woah woah!” David holds up his hands to stop them from getting completely out of hand. We are in public, but that doesn’t seem to stop any of them. They all start chanting ‘date’ over and over.

“Yeah, David, ask me on a date.” I join in on the chant making everyone get louder. David is laughing loudly and filming all of us.

“Alright, alright! Y/n would you go out on a date with me?”

“I guess.” I tease.

Everyone breaks out in a cheer, obviously some shocked that David actually did it. It’s obvious that David is not much of a ladies man. Suddenly a worker starts walking up to us and I know that we are in trouble.

“Alright, you guys get out of here! You are yelling. This is a store. This is a place of business. What are you guys? Twelve?” There’s a pregnant pause before we all breakout in laughter again. I leave my stuff, not really caring about groceries anymore.

We all get outside of the store and to the parking lot. All of his friends start walking to their car, but David and I wait.

“So, are you serious about that date?” David asks, timidly looking at our shoes.

“I was. Are you serious about that date?” I tap his shoe with mine to grab his attention. He finally looks up and a wide grin takes over his face.

“Can I pick you up tomorrow?” He cheesily asks and I can’t help but smile too.

That night David and I exchanged information and we did go on a date the next day. I finally learned who he was and that he did Youtube. He told me not to look him up in advance, he wanted me to stay in the dark since I didn’t know him off of Youtube originally.

Our first date was four years ago, almost to the day. We have had countless dates since then. Dates where we got to know each other. Dates where we told each other that we love each other. Dates where I finally introduced David to my brother, who fangirled the entire time. Dates where we he asked me to move in with him. Dates where I said yes. Dates where he asked me to marry him. Dates where, once again, I said yes.

Which brings us to today.

“Are you ready?” Erin asks, looking at my through the mirror.

“As I’ll ever be.”

Erin has been helping me a lot the past few months, her having wedding experience was helpful. I have grown close with everyone from the vlog squad since that random night in Whole Foods. It’s crazy to think back to that night when I thought they were just a crazy group of strangers. It’s still true to this day, but now I would call them my second family.

I join Erin and the rest of my bridesmaids and walk down towards the isle. One by one they all go, leaving me alone at the end with my father.

“Let’s do this.” He grins.

I make my grand entrance and immediately I make eye contact with David. I smile and feel my cheeks get rosy, even after all this time. My emotional boy, his eyes are watering by the time I make it to him. We hold hands as we exchange vows, the whole wedding goes by in the blink of an eye. Before I know it, we’re kissing for the first time as a married couple.

The nice goes perfectly, as perfect as a girl could dream of.

“We’re married.” David whispers in my ear.

I grin and pull back to look at him. We slowly make our way around the dancefloor. Nothing to complex for our first dance, just slowly moving our feet while holding each other close.

“I know. Regret it?” I tease.

“Not for a second.” He pecks my lips and I rest my head on his shoulder.

The rest of the nice goes off just as perfectly. Dancing crazy to our favorite songs. Shots with Zane, because he’s Zane. Finding quiet moments just the two of us. Finally as the night draws to an end, David and I walk out to the car that will take us to our hotel.

Goosebumps raise along my skin as a breeze blows by us. David notices this right away and takes off the jacket from his tux and hangs it on my shoulders. I press a kiss to his lips as a quick thank you.

“Four years later and you’re still wearing my clothes.” David teases.

#david dobrik x reader #david dobrik #david dobrik imagines #david imagine #vlog squad #david dobrik x you #vlog squad imagines #youtuber imagines #david dobrik imagine #youtube imagines

[yespleasetommyshelby]

You’re an idiot - Adam Ruzek imagine

“Good job today, go home.” Voight instructed as he walked through the bullpen after the longest case we’d had in a while. Two ten year old girls had been abducted from their school playground by some guy looking to sell them into a pedophile ring, it was a close one but we got him.

“Hey y/n, we’re all heading over to Molly’s, you coming?” Erin asks as her and Jay start heading towards the stairs.

“I’m sure Adam would like to see you there.” Jay joked recieveing an elbow I’m the ribs from his partner.

“Ha, ha Jay, you’re so funny you know, you’re really wasted in intelligence.” I laughed sarcastically as I narrowed my eyes at him trying to ignore the small blush that was appearing on my cheeks. “I’ll meet you guys there, I just gotta finish this last little bit.” I told them as I motioned to the lone piece of paper sitting on my desk.

“Don’t leave me with all the testosterone, I’m begging you.” Erin jokingly begged before her and Jay left.

Sighing I finished off the page before my mind drifted to Adam. We had started the academy together and had been partners pretty much all the time before he had been pulled out to work in intelligence by Alvin. A couple of months after he left him and Al had came back and pulled me up to intelligence after Adam had recommended me for an undercover job.

I’d had some kind of feelings for him not long after we’d joined the academy, I assumed it was just some kind of crush, but once he had left he was all I could think about. I missed him like crazy and the second he walked back through the doors with Al all the feelings rushed back and I realised it was more than a simple crush, I was in love with Adam Ruzek.

I haven’t told him, or anyone really due to Voight’s no in-house dating rule and the fact that there’s a 0% chance that he’d reciprocate the feelings. Although Erin soon figured it out after noticing the way I look at him or something like that, and I think Jay suspects something is up since he keeps dropping ‘subtle’ hints in front of Adam. Jackass.

The slam of a door pulled me from my thoughts as Voight comes out of his office and stops infront of my desk. “Go home kid, you did good.” He gravely voice sounds as he smiles down at me.

“I’m going, I’m going.” I smile as I grab my jacket from the back of my chair and make my way out beside Voight. “So Sarge, the teams meeting up for a drink at Molly’s, you in?” I asked already knowing the answer, him only looking at me with a raised eyebrow. “You’ve got something to take care off.” I nodded to myself with a laugh. “You really need some new excuses boss.” I laughed as he shook his head.

“I’ll see you Monday y/n.” He laughed slightly as he walked over to Trudy at the front desk.

“Bye Sarge. Bye Trudy!” I called with a wave feeling privileged that I wasn’t forced to call her Sarge like everyone else, what can I say, I’m her favourite. Recieving a ‘bye’ from the both of them I made my way to my car, stopping off at home to freshen up before calling a cab to Molly’s.

—————

As I walked through the doors of Molly’s the familiar sound of loud music and the smell of alcohol hit me as I look around spotting the team gathered around a table towards the back.

“Hey, look who finally made it!” Kevin cheered as he was the first to notice me, causing the others to cheer aswell, guess they’ve had a few drinks without me.

“Yes, I have arrived, your night just got a whole lot better!” I grinned as I took a seat in the only chair available that just so happens to be in between Jay and Adam, Jay looked at me with a grin as I narrowed my eyes at him.

“How’s it going n/n?” Adam asked as he put his arm around the back of my chair like he always has done, even back in the academy.

“Hey Adam, I’m gunna go grab a drink, I’ll be right back.” I smiled at him as I stood up making his arm fall from the back of my chair. “Want anything?”

“I’m good, thanks though.” He replied holding up his still full beer bottle.

“What about me?” Jay whined just as I was about to walk away.

“Buy your own drink.” I laughed as he pouted and everyone laughed.

“Hey Otis, can I grab a beer when you’re ready?” I called as I sat on a stool at the bar recieving a nod from him as he dealt with another customer.

“What’s a pretty lady like you doing in a bar like this?” An unfamiliar voice said as they took a seat on the stool besides me. Looking over I was met with an attractive man maybe in his early thirties, but he was no Adam, I mentally rolled my eyes at how pathetic I was, pining over my best friend who has zero interest in me.

“Just having a drink after a stressful day.” I slightly smiled at him just as Otis brought my beer over giving the guy a side look before looking at me with an eyebrow raised, shaking my head I thanked him and looked back to the stranger.

“The names Jackson by the way.” He said as he held his hand out for me to shake.

“Y/n.” I smiled as I shook his hand.

“So, are you here alone?” He asked as he took a sip of his drink.

“Uh, no, I’m actually here with them.” I said motioning over to the group who had quietened down and were now watching us with, what looked like, unimpressed faces. I couldn’t help but to look over at Adam who was staring at Jackson with a look of rage plastered over his face, his hand holding his beer botttle so tight that his knuckles were turning white, weird.

“He your boyfriend or something?” Jackson asked obviously noticing Adams look aswell, although it was near impossible to miss.

“Uh, no he’s my partner at work.” I smiled at him to try and reassure him that Adam won’t be murdering him tonight, even if it looked like he wanted to. Picking up my beer I smiled at him and told him that I was gunna head back over to the group.

“Hold on a sec.” he said gently holding my arm and reaching into his pocket and pulling out a business card. “Just in case.” He smiled letting me go.

Jackson Barette - Private Tutor

Taking the card with a smile I walked away and took my previous seat between Adam and Jay as Jackson stood up and left the bar.

“Hey, anyone want his number? He’s a private tutor.” I laughed as I threw the card into the middle of the table, he was nice and all but like I said, he was no Adam.

“You’ve been single forever, should’ve given him a shot.” Jay said as he grinned at me, I raised my eyebrow knowing that there was going to be some kind of comment to come. “I mean, unless you’ve got your eye on someone else.” He smirked quickly looking at Adam and back at me, and there it is.

“Okay.” I started as I reached foreward and picked the card back up. “You should take this, I mean, don’t you have to be at least a little intelligent to work in intelligence?” I laughed handing him the card, watching while he ripped it up as the others broke out in laughter, except Adam.

“Hey, you okay?” I asked placing my hand on the arm that’s usually resting on the back of my chair by now, strange.

“Yeah I’m fine.” He said bluntly shaking my hand from his arm before standing up. “I’m going to the bar.” He muttered before he walked off.

“Okay? What’s his problem?” I asked out loud only recieving shrugs in reply.

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And that’s how the rest of the night went, Adam stayed at the bar flirting with girl after girl while the rest of us drank and laughed together. After I’d finished my, like, fifth beer? Maybe? I decided it was time to go.

“I’m gunna head home, I’ll see you guys Monday!” I announced standing up and grabbing my coat. After recieving a chorus of byes I made my way out into the cold, passing Adam and some blonde laughing way too loud on my way, after calling a cab I stopped and took a seat on the bench on the corner of the street.

After about five minutes of waiting the doors to Molly’s open and someone takes a seat next to me, I can tell it’s Adam just by his shoes. As we sit there in silence for a few seconds hurt and anger start to rise inside of me, which I’m blaming on the alcohol, rolling my eyes I just couldn’t help myself.

“What? No girls left to hit on?” I asked, bitchiness clear in my tone.

“What?” He asked sounding genuinely confused.

“Don’t play dumb Adam, you’ve spent the entire night with at least like three different girls.” I said rolling my eyes as I looked up at him.

“I wasn’t hitting on them.” He said as he looked into my eyes, I could see that he wasn’t lying, his eye twitched when he does, but in my slightly drunken state I refused to believe it.

“Sure.” I snorted, rather unattractively if I do say so myself.

“I’m serious y/n, I just wanted to make you mad.” He said quietly taking both my hands in his, face scrunched up in confusion I looked up at him and tried to tell what game he was trying to play right now. “When I saw you talking to that guy earlier I was so mad, and I didn’t even know why, you were doing nothing wrong, I mean you’re single so you can get with whoever, I mean if you wanted to-“

“Adam, what are you talking about?” I asked interrupting his ramblings.

“Right, uh, what I’m trying to say is,” he stopped to take a deep breathe looking up in the sky before he looked back into my eyes, determination taking over his features. “I like you y/n, like a lot I’d even go as far as to say that I love you y/n. I have done ever since the first day I saw you at the academy with your hair sticking up everywhere because you were runnning late.” He paused, both of us laughing at the memory. “When I saw you with that guy in there I just saw red, I didn’t want you to be sat there smiling at him when you should’ve been smiling at me. Look, what I’m trying to say is that I want you y/n, I want you to be mine and only mine, I don’t want to have to see you with someone who isn’t me ever again. Please, can we give it a try?” He finished looking at me with so much emotion that I probably would’ve said yes even if I wasn’t head over heels for the guy.

“You’re an idiot, Adam Ruzek.” I said only to have him look at me confused, shaking my head I continued. “I love you too stupid. There is nothing I want more than to be with you, how you haven’t realised that yet is beyond me, I mean, have you not gotten the hints that Jay’s been dropping for months?” I laughed slightly thinking back to how obvious he was.

“I just thought he was just being Jay.” He shrugged smiling down at out hands. “So what do ya say y/n l/n? Wanna give us a try?” He asked standing up and pulling me up with him.

“Adam Ruzek, I would be honoured.” I smiled as he let go of my hands placing his on my waist as mine went around his neck.

I couldn’t contain my smile as he leaned down and softly placed his lips on mine, moving in perfect sync, cheering in the background made us slowly pull away looking over to see the rest of the team cheering and whistling as they watched us.

“You guys are so weird! Go away!” I called laughing as they feigned hurt other than Jay who had a huge grin on his face.

“This was me! I did this!” He yelled as Erin shook her head and pushed him back towards the doors.

“Well, this is my cab.” I laughed as the yellow car pulled up a few feet away.

“I’ve never been so glad that the cab system in Chicago is so slow.” Adam grinned as he pulled me close once more.

“I’ll see you soon.” I smiled as he bent down and kissed me softly once more.

“Tomorrow, I’m taking you out, just us.” He told me as he opened the cab door for me.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then.” I grinned.

Reaching up to press my lips on his I enjoyed the feeling for a few seconds before slowly pulling back and climbing into the cab. As we pulled away I couldn’t get rid of the smile on my face, after all this time, he was mine. All we had to deal with now was Voight.

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