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ravixen · 11 months

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svt + meeting at a blind date

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➔ warnings: none || 743 words ➔ notes: fluff ; in other words, someone tried to play matchmaker haha. i love the idea of this a lot. something about...forced meetings in this context is so amusing. some people thrive, and some people (me) do not. happy monday again :) please reblog if you liked this! and check out my carrd for my ko-fi or info about commissions

JOSHUA: unironically, he is the perfect gentleman. "oh, hey, are you a friend of jeonghan's, too? i'm joshua." he shakes your hand with a polite smile and gives you the opportunity to introduce yourself, but if it gets quiet, he immediately launches into a conversation about anything. your mutual friend is an easy target, and it only takes a few stories for you to roll your eyes and offer your own experiences with yoon jeonghan. I feel like he thrives in these kinds of situations, making strangers fall for him with some thoughtful questions. he's also an engaged audience, leaning forward with those bright eyes and hanging onto your every word. when you ask him questions back, he gives mild answers. things that paint him as perfectly ordinary when you know that he's anything but. "oh, is that so?" you raise an eyebrow. "jeonghan said you're wild and unpredictable, but you like to go cloud watching on your free time?" he grins. if you already know that about him, let's see how much more of his personality he can reveal.

JUNHUI: he is the king of awkward small talk...and not in a good way. he knew that this was happening, but he didn't expect minghao to just drop him off and leave. even a short introduction would've been better than this: bouts of uneasy laughter and continuous bowing at each other until you finally sit and gesture for him to do the same. his thoughts are running on overdrive, spiraling without a hint on his face. he gets so in his head that he misses what you say at first, and it's kind of embarrassing to ask you to repeat because it looks like he's uninterested, but you do it with a patient smile. "oh, i'm junhui," he says, ending with another laugh. "how long have you known minghao?" he hopes that his answering smile is just as warm. underneath the table, he keeps wiping his palms on his pants and wondering if he should order a pastry to go with his drink. knowing him, though, he'll take a big bite right when you ask a question. probably best to avoid that.

MINGYU: he breaks the ice quickly but at the cost of his own dignity. when he finds out that you're already at the cafe, he walks in all suave, trying to slide his sunglasses onto his hair, but he doesn't see the uneven doormat right in front of him and ends up tripping. "oh my god. mingyu?" that must be you. if the ground could swallow him now, that'd be great, thanks. you help him to his feet and into a chair, and he wishes that that wasn't your first impression of him. "seungkwan said you were clumsy, but that was..." you shake your head, a ghost of a laugh on your lips. "wow. are you okay?" he's perfectly fine. the only thing bruised is his ego, and all he wants is to go into his car and nurse his wounded heart. "i'm okay," he says, trying to brush it off, but there's a pout in his tone. this is not going how he thought it would. luckily, though, you find him funny instead of pathetic. maybe he can turn this around. (also the perfect pics came out after I wrote/queued this so here, have this.)

VERNON: he comes across as cold and disinterested, even to his own ears, but when he meets new people, it takes energy to be engaging and he's so tired. it's not your fault. he's been having a series of late nights, and when he's on camera, he can only pull through because of his members' energy and antics. sitting here by himself, expected to carry on small talk, he can't help the way he gives monotone haha's to your attempts. it seems like his bluntness is rubbing off on you, too, because you lean back in your seat with a subtle sigh that curls your spine. he knows jihoon meant well when he set this up. vernon just wishes it was a different day. suddenly, the speakers transition from justin bieber to an extremely familiar intro, and he perks up, watching as you do the same. "what a throwback," you say with a wide smile. "did you listen to avril lavigne, too? she was my childhood." "yeah, i listen to her a lot. she's still one of my inspirations. do you...have any?"

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mia-tiny · 2 years

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『 Seonghwa & Throat Training 』 | KTB ‘22

⇒ pairing: p. seonghwa x fem!reader

⇒ smut, throat training, throat fucking, dom!seonghwa, sub!reader, safe words established

⇒ word count: 743

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Your knees are starting to ache against the hardwood floor as you wait obediently with your hands clasped behind your back, your body bare. You hear footsteps approaching your form, but keep your eyes downcast as Seonghwa strolls over and takes a seat right in front of you. Your eyes now meet his black dress shoes, which compliment his crisp black slacks and white button up.

Silently, he uses his hand to gently guide your chin upwards so that you meet his stare, but you can’t help but blush and look away at the sight of him. It feels as though his gaze will pierce through you and even though you two have been dating for a while, you still can never get used to just how beautiful he is.

“Look at me,” he commands simply as his grip on your jaw becomes slightly more aggressive, leading you to comply. “What are your safe words?”

“Green to keep going, yellow to slow down, red to stop,” you repeat confidently having gone through this plenty of times before. “And two taps to stop if I can’t speak.”

He looks down at you affectionately and smiles as he sensually tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. A small “good girl” escapes his lips before he leans back and quickly releases his stiff cock from its confines. You know better than to get ahead of yourself, so you wait patiently for his direction. After all, tonight is all about letting him continue to train your throat. He’s always imagined turning you into his own perfect little slut, and part of that has included teaching you how to take his cock in any manner he chooses to give it to you.

Seonghwa’s hands come to rest on the back of your head and his fingers grip your hair to bring your face closer to his crotch. “Go on, baby.”

Butterflies erupt in your stomach from excitement and you open your mouth submissively as he sinks you down on his dick only enough to poke at the back of your throat. A pleased moan escapes his lips as you push yourself further down without his instruction.

“So eager, are’t we?” he chuckles while prodding deeper as a result of your provocation. You sputter around him, but quickly fight to relax your muscles and let him guide your movements.

Completely at his disposal, you allow him to slowly press your face lower and lower until your nose is nearly pressing against his abdomen. Pain assaults you with every centimeter you welcome and your fingernails dig into the backs of your clasped hands. Still, you push aside the burn and panic in order to please him.

“Just a bit more,” he mutters. “You can do it, baby. Take it all for me.”

With one final nudge, you encapsulate the entirety of him and he groans, low and primal. The grip on your hair tightens mercilessly.

“You look so perfect just like that.”

His words make your heart flutter and you feel a sense of pride swell from being a good girl for him. You look up at him with teary eyes and he moans at the sight as he begins to fuck your throat. He loves the absolutely filthy sounds falling past your lips as he cares only about his own pleasure. He only gives you seconds to catch your breath every now and then, being even more ruthless than he has before while training you like this.

The tightness in your chest continues to grow as his thrusts get sloppier, causing you to choke even more from the unpredictability of his pace. The sensation of your throat constricting around him in this manner is the last straw needed to push him over the edge.

Without warning, he is cumming with his dick buried entirely inside of you. The sound of him coming apart and the fucked out expression on his face make your core ache for stimulation. Thankfully, he finally pulls you off his cock and you can’t help but sputter and cough from the rough treatment.

After placing his dick back inside his pants, once again composed and in control, he leans down and smooths out your messy hair. He places a soft kiss on your forehead while praising you, but the smirk that then appears on his lips as he looks over your naked form lets you know that you are far from being done tonight.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

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ammonitetheseaserpent · 1 year

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*breaks down my own door* I’m BAAAACK-

New chapter time - also Operation: 3 TOTM Wednesdays In A Row is GO! Who’s ready to reach the finish line? I sure am!

Tide of Tied Minds

Chapter 4: If you see us in the daylight

Summary: The Collector is shown something they haven’t experienced in many millennia.

Chapter Word Count: 743

Trigger Warnings: out-of-body experience (you know the drill)

Back when he was visiting the Collector in their prison, they’d been nebulous, but had seemed fairly approachable. King had enjoyed their conversations, and a part of him had felt for them, cared about them - and while he still very much did, now there was something a bit different there, too.

It had been there since he’d seen the star child flick the moon aside with a finger, as if he were halfheartedly swatting a bug. It was a sense of wariness.

A sense of “I’d better not make this kid mad in any way.”

After a moment, King blinks his eyes open - at which point his train of thought careens into pure confusion.

A familiar, teal-marbled space makes up his surroundings, one he’d never expected to see again - and yet, here it is.

Wait, but… this place was-

A cry of despair rings though the void, jolting King into awareness with a startled “weh?”

He whirls around, overshooting the source of the noise, then tips his snout back around to see-

A massive, faceless figure, towering over a familiar being in space-speckled pajamas.

The Collector shouting, his confusion and pain felt as a physical force in King’s chest.

As the young Titan watches, there’s a flash of light, punctuated by the Collector’s panicked wail. The figure disappears like smoke, and when everything clears, King is able to see his friend - a shadow curled up in a nebula-like orb. The void seems to darken and distort a little, like someone putting a painting underwater, as if reflecting the Collector’s mood.

King debates what to do. The Collector can be unpredictable, and has the power to make that a dangerous thing - possibly even more so now that they’re in a vulnerable state.

Ultimately, though, he doesn’t hesitate for long before he finds himself ducking his head and floating toward the orb.

The Collector grazes their fingers against their prison, leaving bright white marks across its surface inside. It feels good. It’s the only thing they can touch, after all.

They float there, unable to grasp onto anything, a helpless ball of pain and bitterness and empty loneliness and other emotions in a knot that has nowhere to go, so it sucks out everything inside him like an endless black hole. A ball trapped inside another ball, colors inside it shifting lazily, slowly, mocking him, taunting him.

Their whole body feels weighted with his surroundings, all the wrongness in there. This is all wrong. They shouldn’t be here.

A flash of white and gray distracts the Collector from their overwhelming thoughts and feelings.

Floating there, slowly approaching the orb, is King. “Hey, there,” the small Titan says softly. “I, uh- I think I landed in a dream of yours,” he adds, turning his snout around slowly, taking everything in.

A feeling of relief fills the Collector’s chest and sits there with a grip, both at the appearance of his best friend and at the news that this is a dream.

“You… wanna get out of here?” King ventures. “Could- could I bring us to your mindscape?”

The star child winces. They could go there, theoretically, and then at least he wouldn’t have to be tortured with reliving one of his worst memories. Then again, his mindscape undoubtedly housed a bunch of other not-so-fun memories, and they’re not sure they want to see all those - or have King see all those. They trust the small Titan, but don’t know what might come from letting him see right into their mind, and they don’t want to find out. “I… I ‘unno,” the Collector murmurs finally.

King accepts this answer with a patient nod. He taps a claw to his chin, clearly thinking. “I’ve got a better idea - can you feel things through that bubble?”

“…probably? Not sure.”

“All right.”

As the Collector presses curiously up against the bubble, King floats closer with his furry arms outstretched. He presses into the bubble himself, his arms wrapped around it, around the Collector.

Something sweeps away the remaining knots of darkness weighing the child of the stars down. A warm feeling, one that brings peace and comfort. It’s… nice. For the first time in eons, they feel almost totally safe.

“King?” They whisper.

“Hm?” King tilts his snout a bit, not moving otherwise.

“…I’m really glad you found me.”

Their friend considers this, hesitating, then seems to smile under his skull. “Same here.”

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happyk44 · 1 year

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Bast: This is T'Challa. He is the king of an extremely technologically advanced nation and comes from a long line of avatars. He is also incredibly beautiful and highly intelligent. An excellent fighter. I am so proud.

T'Challa, standing very regally beside her and looking stupid hot in his robes: It is wonderful to meet you.

Khonshu: This is Marc. I found him dying in a dumpster. He is very mentally ill and also hates me. Don't get too close if you haven't had all your shots yet. He bites and does not let go.

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Percy calling Nico to check in how he’s doing and Nico’s just “yeah i finished the job, I just got a pizza and then I’m gonna sleep and head home tmr” and Percy does the long-distance thing of “lmao, save me a slice” and screams when Nico’s hand shoves a pizza into his face through a shadow.

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My #1 post of 2022

Battinson and Dick's relationship would definitely be Dick prodding the waiter with a "He asked for no pickles actually" while Bruce laments his burger full of pickles and stares out the window in silent misery.

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casualjacobwrites · 8 months

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FFXIV Write 2023 Prompt #23 - Suit

More of my WoL/Aymeric ship. Some might disagree with me, but I like the idea of Aymeric being new to the entire concept of relationships and dating. Also, being super easy to tease. No physical stuff happens in this, but the allusions to sexy times probably put it around a PG-13.

As a side note, thanks to this challenge I've written a total 21,680 words this month. It's been a nice practice of just getting something out each day and hopefully I can carry this forward into next month as I attempt my original fiction along with some FFXIV stories.

Word Count: 743

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"Does it suit me?"

Aymeric looked up from the sea of paperwork on his desk intending only to give Sindri a cursory glance, but upon setting his eyes on the viera's form, he couldn't look away. It wasn't that he was wearing anything ostentatious, rather the cut and fit of Sindri's clothing proved to be quite flattering on his form.

The plans for the day included riding out on chocoboback to check on the status of repairs to Black Iron Bridge in the Western Highlands. Having spent no small amount of time in and around Falcon's Nest Sindri was no stranger to the bitterly cold climes or what it was like to be in the presence of nobility who valued appearances above all else. Thus he had chosen a heavy formal coat in a shade of blue similar to the colors Aymeric often wore along with a cloak that must have been tailored to his height as the hem stopped just short of touching the ground. His riding breeches were black and snugly fit at his waist, but the riding boots were what made Aymeric go temporarily mute. Black leather, freshly oiled and polished rode up to Sindri's thighs drawing the eye to his backside as he turned around. What the cloak kept hidden Aymeric's mind eagerly filled in.

"It's…it's fine," he stammered at last, trying and failing to cease imagining running his hands over the leather with the other man sat in his lap. It took every bit of willpower he had not to ask him then and there if he could wear the boots that night as well. He had to focus on civil matters today and not get distracted by lustful fantasies no matter how enticing they were.

Seeming satisfied with Aymeric's appraisal, Sindri gave a little bow and exited the room to continue preparations for the day. When he was out of earshot, Ser Borel collapsed against the back of his chair and blew out his breath in a groan. He was a grown man and yet here he was behaving like a besotted adolescent. Lucia liked to tell him he was making up for all the years he spent in pious devotion to the Church and his father. She was also fond of reminding him that his desires didn't make him a lesser man, or mean that he was some sort of monster. Still, it was difficult to overcome the guilt instilled in him from a young age. A temple knight's purpose was to serve the church and his country. Romantic entanglements were a distraction and tantamount to sin, never mind his own father had quite obviously ignored that rule prior to becoming Archbishop.

Sindri had been patient with him, far more than Aymeric felt he deserved. Before him, he'd never so much as kissed another person to say nothing of sharing a bed. Now, months into exploring this part of himself, there were moments when it felt like his desire almost consumed him. A small part of him told him he should be ashamed of this, the same part of him that still sounded like his father. The rest of him, however, reveled in it. As much as it drove him mad, he loved the anticipation leading up to the moment when he would finally get to be alone with Sindri. Those furtive glances between them, and the knowing grins along with the occasional whispers of teasing encouragement. And then, at the end of it all, were the soft affirmations of love and promises of devotion that made his heart soften and warmed more than the hottest fire.

"The chocobos have been saddled." Sindri's head peered at him from the edge of the doorway. "Ser Redwald sent word he will meet us at the gate."

"Right," Aymeric responded, rising from his seat as he made a vain attempt to neaten the stack of papers on his desk. "I just need to change my boots and grab my cloak." He headed for the door.

"Speaking of boots," Sindri said as he passed, "I think I'll wear these to dinner as well." Aymeric turned to see the Warrior of Light staring back at him with a mischievous smile. Somehow he'd noticed Aymeric's reaction and had no shame in remarking on it.

"Fury preserve me," the elezen mumbled. The day suddenly felt like it was going to be a long one. Then again, he wouldn't have it any other way.

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Cult and Ritual Abuse

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Cult and ritual abuse discusses the idea that ritual abuse is an age-old phenomenon and it is found in many cultures throughout the world. It explores the many specific psychiatric symptoms caused by ritual abuse, including dissociative identity disorder. The book gives suggestions for effective ways to deal with the legal and social problems that can result from this severe form of abuse. A new diagnosis “Cult and ritual trauma disorder” is proposed in this edition. Cult and ritual abuse was first published in 1995 with a revised edition in 2000. [1]

The book was co-authored by James Randall Noblitt, a clinical psychologist and the executive director of a professional organization dedicated to treating survivors of cult and ritual abuse.[1] Noblitt is a professor and Director of the Psychology program at Alliant International University.

Contents

1 Comments and critiques

2 References

3 Related Pages

4 Articles and Books

5 External links

Comments and critiques

Kenneth E. Fletcher in a Psychiatric services review, discusses evidence of ritual abuse from the book and states that parts of the book are interesting and intriguing with uneven writing at times. Fletcher concludes that those interested in the topic of cult and ritual abuse will find it a worthwhile read.[2]

An article in the American Journal of Psychotherapy stated that “Whether or not one believes in MPD and/or Ritual Abuse, this book provides one with what is probably the most comprehensive and reasonable review of the subject that has appeared up to now.” [3]

References

Noblitt, J.R.; Perskin, P. Cult and Ritual Abuse: Its History, Anthropology, and Recent Discovery in Contemporary America (2000) Greenwood Publishing Group, p. 269 ISBN 027596664X http://books.google.com/books?id=zJkTTpfyJ-8C

Fletcher, K., July 2001 Cult and ritual abuse: Its history, anthropology, and recent discovery in contemporary America, revised edition Psychiatric services Volume 52 p. 978-979 http://www.psychservices.psychiatryonline.org/cgi/content/full/52/7/978

Coomaraswamy, R. Summer 1996 Cult and Ritual Abuse: Its History, Anthropology and Recent Discovery in Contemporary America American Journal of Psychotherapy 50, 3 p. 383 http://www.ajp.org/

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Noblitt, J.R. (1995). “Psychometric measures of trauma among psychiatric patients reporting ritual abuse”. Psychological Reports 77(3):743-747. http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/8559911

Noblitt, R.; Perskin, P. Ritual abuse in the Twenty First Century (2008) Reed Publishers, Bandon, OR p. 552 ISBN 1-934759-12-0 http://www.rdrpublishers.com/catalog/item/6339393/5820690.htm

External links

An Empirical Look at the Ritual Abuse Controversy

Ritual Abuse articles

Ritual Abuse Cases

Extreme Abuse Survey

http://nonstatetorture.org/

http://www.ra-info.org

http://www.survivorship.org

http://web.archive.org/web/20071218103952/http://www.aches-mc.org/

http://web.archive.org/web/20080116175648/http://theawarenesscenter.org/ritualabuse.html

#Cult and Ritual Abuse #Randy Noblitt #ritual abuse #mind control #Cult and ritual trauma disorde #specific psychiatric symptoms

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jellylaugh66 · 2 years

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Association of CEP72 rs924607 TT Genotype with Dasatinib-induced Peripheral Neuropathy Measured by Motor Nerve Conduction Studies

Unreliable findings may end up from designs depending on fine-resolution environment data if climate-forcing aspects like frosty atmosphere water flow, geography and habitat haven't been dealt with inside the local weather mapping strategy.Immediate-release (IR) hydrocodone/acetaminophen is among the most recommended opioid in the us; nonetheless, habits of use, such as long-term treatment method along with measure, are not nicely explained. Duration of use, such as the amount of people on long-term therapy ( larger than 3 months involving continuous make use of), had been assessed with regard to people newly prescribed Infrared hydrocodone/acetaminophen when compared with other opioid medications inside a countrywide commercial insurance plan data source (The month of january 08 #Link# October The year 2013). However just a small portion involving Infrared hydrocodone/acetaminophen sufferers continuing therapy long-term (One particular.7%), the number ended up being large (104,839) and was virtually 5 times the telephone number obtaining extended-release (Im or her) morphine (in = Twenty two,338) along with nearly 4 times the quantity receiving Im oxycodone (and Is equal to Twenty-six,946) long-term. Utilizing a significantly less conventional allowable difference inside treatment increased the number of individuals assembly the criteria pertaining to long-term use (about A hundred and sixty,000 regarding IR hydrocodone/acetaminophen versus smaller than 30,Thousand with regard to Im morphine and Emergeny room oxycodone). Most people conference these types of requirements acquired Infrared hydrocodone doasage amounts involving bigger than Twenty and smaller when compared with Equals 58 mg/d (in Equates to 56,Two hundred, 53.6%) throughout thirty day period Several; Five.5% (n Equates to Your five,743) acquired amounts bigger compared to 62 mg/d. Furthermore, roughly 15% of Infrared hydrocodone/acetaminophen individuals (n bigger as compared to 700,500) have been approved total everyday acetaminophen dosages exceeding 4 h (your restriction advised from the You.Utes. Food) within their preliminary Infrared hydrocodone/acetaminophen prescription or perhaps any moment through remedy. Point of view: Though most people ended up approved IR hydrocodone/acetaminophen regarding serious pain, the amount of patients prescribed long-term treatment surpasses the amount of individuals approved Im or her opioids. You will need to consider the benefits and also #Link# hazards natural using long-term opioid remedy, regardless of whether along with Infrared or Im or her opioids, to make certain #Link# secure use of the products. (Chemical) 2015 The actual Authors. Published by Elsevier Inc. with respect to the National Discomfort Community. It is deemed an open accessibility post beneath the CC BY-NC-ND permit (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/4.0/).Ethnopharmacological meaning: In III, the sesquiterpenoid, may be the main element of Atractylodes japonica Koidz which has been utilized as a traditional persian remedies. Aim with the study: Many of us investigated the actual anti-allergic activity of With Three as well as mechanism associated with motion. Materials and methods: The particular launched level of beta-hexosaminidase inside mast cells, a vital parameter associated with degranulation, has been assessed. Anti-allergic possible involving AT Three has been assessed using indirect cutaneous anaphylaxis within vivo. The anti-allergic procedure associated with AT III has been investigated by simply immunoblotting evaluation, RT-PCR and measurement associated with [Ca2+]i throughout mast cells.

#Bortezomib #Dasatinib #Pentose phosphate pathway

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5hfanfiction · 6 years

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Patient 743 - Chapter 5

A/N: Trigger warning, this chapter contains a slight abuse scene.

Camila’s POV

My head was beginning to pound as I made my way out of the main corridor and into the break room for all of the staff. I quickly slid my employee card and signed out for the day, I went to my locker and grabbed my backpack, checking my time. Four fifteen, perfect. Ally, one of my classmates who is also in the early nursing program should be here any second. And as if on cue, I turn around and see her walking into the room, a ray of sunshine surrounding her. Ally is the type of girl who had the smile that could end world wars and cure cancer.

“Ally, you know the new patient that is in Normani’s room? Lauren? Can you please go and check on her tonight. She wasn’t feeling well and I just want to make sure she is okay.”

“Of course Mila, what was wrong?” Ally’s whole body language changed and concern was written all over her face.

“She just randomly started to throw up, and a lot. Just keep me updated, please? And since dinner is served in forty-five please make sure she eats, even if it is just a little bit of something.”

I didn’t know if I felt guilty for what Austin had said to Lauren, but my stomach began to feel uneasy. I ran my fingers through my messy hair as I threw my bag over my shoulder. Stepping forward I wrap my arms around Ally’s short frame, pulling her into a tight hug, squeezing her lightly.

“Thank you Allycat.”

“It’s no problem, enjoy your night Camila. I’ll text you if anything comes up.”

I smile at her before I make my way to the exit of the room and walked into the lobby. I notice Austin on his phone, a goofy smile plastered over his face, rolling my eyes instantly.

“Hey.” I tap on his shoulders to get his attention.

“God, finally. You take for-fucking-ever.”

“Well, excuse me for trying to help people.”

I quickly began to walk out of the building and into the parking lot towards Austin’s car, with him following. Once he unlocks it I slip into the passenger side.

Austin finally speaks up as he is driving.

“You can’t save the crazies, Camila.”

I felt the anger rise through my whole body at his words. “Take me home. Now.”

Austin turns his gaze towards me and laughs obnoxiously.

“What? No, it’s almost been two months since you’ve slept with me and this is the only time my parents aren’t home.”

I didn’t realize it until the car stopped but he pulled up and into his driveway. He turned his face towards me, reached out and grabbed the side of my face with his hand roughly gripping my jaw, and shoved his tongue into my mouth. I pulled away instantly, stepping out of the car and started to walk down his driveway.

“I’ll just walk home, fuck you.” I nearly yell at him before I feel his strong grip moving around my waist, pushing me back and slamming his body against mine, which was now pressed up against his car.

I gazed up at him with a pleading glare, fear beginning to take over my body as I feel his lips pressing down on my neck.

“Austin, please, let go of me.”

After my words choked out I felt his hand sliding down between our bodies, past my jeans, and into my panties. I quickly pushed on his shoulders as hard as I could manage to try and force him off of me. As soon as I did I felt a quick thud against the left side of my face, a stinging sensation began to move across all my facial features.

I knew I had to get out of here, so I quickly brought my leg up and kicked Austin between his legs. He doubled over and fell down on his knees. I took this opportunity to run down his street and towards my best friend, Dinah’s house. I quickly grabbed my phone out of my backpack, still running as I dialed her number.

“Hey, Mila.” Dinah’s voice spoke through the device.

“Please tell me you’re home right now.” My voice was shaky and I had trouble speaking out the words while running at the same time. I hate running, why do people do this for fun?

“Yeah I am, what’s wrong?”

“I’ll explain when I get there.”

I hung up the phone and began running even faster, just in case Austin decided to get into his car to chase me down. I took shortcuts through alleyways until I finally reached Dinah’s front door. Knocking a few times, crossing my arms over my chest as I gazed down Dinah’s street, half expecting Austin to show up any minute.

“Hey- Oh my god. What the hell happened?”

I looked down, walking past Dinah and into her house, finally breaking down I let the tears fall.

I was never the kind of person to be able to hold in my tears. Dinah immediately pulled me into her embrace, my head falling into her chest. My arms shakily moving around her middle.

“Mila?” Dinah ran her hands along my back in an attempt to calm me down.

I took a deep breath and cleared my throat.

“Austin. He tried to get into my pants, I said no, but he kept touching me. When I finally pushed him away he hit me.”

“Okay, I’m going to go and poly beat that little dorito into itty bitty crumbs.”

Dinah pulled away and began to make her way towards her door, but I grabbed her wrist, pulling her back so she was facing me.

“Dinah, can you just please stay with me? I need you.” I didn’t want to have to deal with him anymore then I had to.

“Fine. But I swear his little ess has a big storm coming if he lays one little finger on you. Nobody is allowed to push you around unless it is me.”

Dinah’s words made a small smile begin to form its way onto my lips. I reached down and interlocked our fingers together, sighing as I reached my free hand up to my face, flinching instantly as I felt pain shoot through my touch.

“Here, come on. Let me be the nurse for once and fix you up for a change.”

Dinah led me into the upstairs bathroom, making me sit on the counter as she pulled out a first aid kit, getting out some antibacterial medicine.

“It looks like his nails cut your face in some pretty deep scratches, and your skin is really purple.”

After she finished rubbing the medicine on the open wounds she instructed me to go into her room and set up Netflix, which I did. When Dinah entered the room she was holding a bag of ice with a thin paper towel wrapped around the bag.

“Here, you need to put this on your face to bring the swelling down, fifteen minutes on, and fifteen minutes off.”

I knew I probably looked like a mess but I didn’t care. Dinah was my best friend since I could remember, she has seen all the good and all the bad sides of me and I am extremely lucky to have someone as amazing as her in my life.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard my phone ding. With my free hand, I grabbed my phone which was in my backpack, my other hand holding the bag of ice to my face.

I unlocked my phone and looked at the screen, noticing I had a new text from Ally.

Ally: Hey Mila, I’m just texting you to keep you informed on Lauren like you asked. I have been with her all evening. She did get sick again, but it wasn’t very much, and when I sat down at dinner with her we got to chatting. I made sure she ate enough and we walked back into her room. We actually really clicked, she opened up to me about her school life and just some things she enjoyed doing. I’m not sure if you care about that or not and I realize that I am rambling but I am just sitting on Normani’s bed watching Lauren, she is beginning to doze off to sleep and says she is feeling better. Have a great night, if you need anything you know where to find me.

I couldn’t help but smile down at my phone, happy I had Ally to keep me updated on Lauren’s status and how she was doing. I thought for a moment before I tilted my head to the side, typing back to Ally.

Camila: Thank you so much Ally, I’m so appreciative of you.

Ally: She is my patient too, I need to look after everyone in this wing. You don’t have to thank me at all.

Camila: I know, but I’ve just appreciative of you. I’m glad to have you in my life.

Ally: Have a safe night, Mila. I love you.

Camila: I love you too.

I threw my phone on the nightstand next to Dinah’s bed, closing my eyes.

“Mila, what do you want to watch? Dinah questioned as she laid next to me, browsing the titles on Netflix, pondering what to watch.

"Hm, I don’t know. Surprise me.” I quietly mumbled.

I didn’t realize it but I was dozing off, eventually completely falling asleep with my head on Dinah’s chest.

#UPDATE #series #AU #trigger warning #camren #submission #Patient 743

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a-crepusculo · 2 years

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Ours (Ethan x MC)

Part Five

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x Dr. Marchia Bisognin (F!MC) Series: Marry Me Series Premise: One simple question can change their whole lives forever. Rating / Category: General / Fluff Warning(s): None Word Count: 743 words

Previous Parts Here

A/N: Hello, loves! Life has been hectic, so I’m sorry this took entirely too long lol. But, we’re in the final stretch now, and AAAH I could scream because I’m excited to see their proposal. Anyways, thank you so much for sticking with me this long. I hope you’ll stick through the end!

It was yet again another long, exhausting day at the hospital; filled with mysteries of the human body that no one can quite decipher yet. This time, Marchia and Ethan found a mystifying conundrum that lies inside a thirty four year old woman—lurking, waiting to be solved by the intellectual duo.

“We’ll run a few tests shortly. Meanwhile, if you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask me or Doctor Ramsey,” Marchia explained thoroughly, her voice a soothing melody that calmed their spirit.

The young couple nodded weakly, but for the first time in months, their eyes alight with optimism.

“Thank you, doctors,” the man replied on behalf of his wife, who was caressing her swollen belly, while putting a kind smile on his face.

Edenbrook’s bright pair of diagnostician excused themselves, exiting through the giant mahogany door and into the hallway. Amelia was the fourth patient to be admitted into the diagnostics team today; came in together with her husband after being transferred back and forth from several medical institutions.

The couple looked tired when they first came—hopeless, perhaps. Every single one of the physicians they visited could not come up with an answer, or even the slightest clue as to what was causing Amelia’s spontaneous, impulsive tics. Most of those fools who call themselves ‘doctors’ dismissed it, saying that her pregnancy was causing those symptoms.

This time, thankfully, they went to the right place.

Marchia’s sharp and clever intuition had already began wandering through her mind palace, searching for possible explanations, as they walk towards their office. Stealing a quick glance at her boyfriend, she could see the gears turning in his head too, although it was not exactly for the same reasons.

“I think we should also include EEG, EMG—”

At the same time, Ethan suddenly muttered, “They seem nice. They’ll have cute kids.”

A warm chuckle escaped her, face turning upwards to meet his loving azure eyes. Without any second thought, her beautiful features turned into the most charming smile he had ever seen.

Easily, she replied, “Yeah, not as cute as ours, though.”

Her genuine, spontaneous response made him stop in his tracks.

There was something comforting yet oddly surprising about the words that came out of her mouth, bounding around his cranium before it was fully absorbed. Sure, they have been off the market for awhile now, and he is planning to propose her very soon. Yet, the sheer possibility of spending the rest of their lives side by side, creating their own family, building a future together—an explosion of delightful butterflies filled his stomach.

“Hello? Earth to Ethan?”

Sparkling green orbs gazed directly into him, evidently expecting a response. The way she looked up at him, like he was her entire world, catapulted his heart out of its place and into the outer space.

“Are you okay?”

For one glorious second, a thrill runs up his spine as he watched her expectant expression. Luscious honey blonde spilled over her light skin, dark devilish lashes fluttering above her irises, rosy lips pursing in firm concentration—she is a dream, a spectacle, a vision. Unfairly divine in every possible way.

Unknowingly, effortlessly, she casts a powerful spell to the air surrounding them—almost knocking him down to one knee.

Almost.

If her custom made engagement ring was already finished, he knew that he could not resist to propose her right then and there.

“I’m alright,” Ethan answered, then pull in a hulking lungful of air.

She knitted her brows, not entirely convinced.

“You sure?”

“Positive, my love.”

Marchia studied him for several long seconds; finding no traces of pretense. Schooling a cheeky smile onto her face, she ran her palm through his waist. Adrenaline dances through him as her dainty finger moved upwards, digging into the silk of his hair.

“Wanna go get coffee, then?”

“I have a better idea.”

She responded by adorably scrunching her face, tempting him to kiss her senselessly. “And that is?”

“I want to...” he trailed off, then zipping his mouth as he contemplated his next words.

I want to marry you.

“Oh!” she half-shouted, releasing him from her hazy spell. Oblivious, she continued with, “Are we getting sushi?”

A sharp sound was his reply—some kind of snort. If there is anything else that she loves more than Ethan, the answer is definitely sushi. Unable to form a sentence, he nodded instead.

“You read my mind,” Marchia mused, a smirk on her gorgeous face.

Next time, he thought to himself. I’ll get it right the next time.

I’ll be tagging in a separate post!

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superiorsmilesuk · 1 year

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inevitably-johnlocked · 3 years

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Do you have any fic recs of Sherlock being soft for John and John only.

Hey Nonny!

Ahhhhhhhh your request had me thinking that yes I do, and I did tag a few fics with “soft Sherlock”, but I’ve never started a list, so here ya go!

SOFT SHERLOCK

See also: Sherlock Soft With Children

Soft. Happy. Content. by inevitably_johnlocked (G, 223 w., 1 Ch. || Sleepy Cuddles, Bed Sharing, Slice of Life, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Spooning, Morning After, Sherlock POV) – Sherlock reflects on his state of mind. Part 6 of I-J's Tumblr Ficlet Collection

A Perfect Figure by ecb327 (K, 622 w., 1 Ch. || Romance, First Person POV Sherlock, Pining Sherlock, Introspection, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Light Angst) – Sherlock build a spot in his mind palace for John.

I Knew You Loved Me by inevitably_johnlocked (T, 743 w., 1 Ch. || Morning Cuddles, Fluff, Clingy Sherlock, Idiots in Love, Slice of Life, Morning After, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Declarations of Love, Pet Name, Bed Sharing, Snuggles) – John and Sherlock share a lie-in the morning after their first time. So fluffy and gross your teeth will fall out. Part 4 of I-J's Tumblr Ficlet Collection

Peacock by ClassyGirlsWearPearls (T, 1,189 w., 1 Ch. || Romance, Cranky Sherlock, Soft John, Hand Holding, Soft Sherlock) – A study in Sherlock and John.

Mizzle by MrsNoggin (K, 1,233 w., 1 Ch || Friendship, Fluff, Platonic Johnlock, Humour, Slice of Life) – John can't decide if it's raining or not. Sherlock doesn't understand.

And, Usually, He's the One Who GIVES Me a Headache by Cumberbatch Critter (T, 1,315 w., 1 Ch. || Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, POV John, Cranky John, Headaches, Head Massage) – A migraine is never fun.

Together is What we Have, Together Protects Us by Phantom of the Black Pearl (K+, 1,566 w., 1 Ch. || Post-TRF, Friendship / Platonic or Slash, Hurt/Comfort, Insecure Sherlock, Worried Sherlock, Slice of Life) – After a case one evening in the flat Sherlock voices a concern that causes the pair to consider why they've chosen to stick together after all that's happened

Here to Stay by MockJayPhoenix12 (K, 1,574 w., 1 Ch. || Post Reunion, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Headache, Bed Sharing, Care Taker Sherlock, Hand Holding, Fluff) – On Sherlock's first day home, John wakes with a migraine.

Evermore by SosoHolmesWatson (G, 2,068 w., 1 Ch. || Post-S4, 5-Year-Old Rosie, Love Confessions, Song Fic, Parentlock, Oblivious John, Pining Sherlock, First Kiss, Love Confessions, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Disney Songs, Beauty and the Beast) – For the past years, John and Sherlock have lived at Baker Street again, raising Rosie together--as friends and nothing more. Ever since the little girl has watched her first Disney movie, she is obsessed with princesses. When John comes home one day, he finds his friend and his daughter in the middle of a reenactment of her current favourite. Part 1 of Made of Music

Let the Sun Fade Out by nothingislittle (E, 2,711 w., 1 Ch. || Fluff & Smut, Praise Kink, PWP, Obsessed Sherlock, Bottomlock, Heart-Tearing Love) – "He could warm the sun itself, Sherlock thinks, could heat their flat with just his presence, could brighten the room with one dazzling smile or just the sparkling in his eyes. John is everything, he’s beautiful and he shines, he’s everything."

Unquantifiable by 221b_hound (M, 2,799 w. 1 Ch. || Est. Rel., Sherlock/Sally Friendship, Grumpy John, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Pet Names, Texting, Sweet Sherlock, Princess Bride References) – John remains a terrible and foul-tempered patient, but he does try to make up for it with pet names and text message silliness. In the meantime, Sally Donovan visits Baker Street for a hint about the Milverton case, and has to deal with a Sherlock Holmes who can't find words big enough to thank her for saving John's life at the warehouse. For afters, there's a viewing of The Princess Bride. Part 33 of the Unkissed series

Pillow Talk by 221b_hound (E, 2,925 w., 1 Ch. || Post-HLV, Est. Rel., Preening Sherlock, Limpet Sherlock, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Sex on Furniture, Scent Kink, Masturbation, Fluff, Soft Sherlock, Sherlock’s Bum) – John gets home late from work and Sherlock is nowhere to be seen. John walks through the flat, distracted by memories of all the excellent sex they've been having, and finally finds Sherlock asleep in the upstairs room - apparently having fallen asleep mid-wank while inhaling the scent of John's pillow. Well, you should always finish what you start, John thinks... Part 3 of Lock and Key

The General Idea by agirlsname (T, 3,022 w., 1 Ch. || Retirement, Promise of Forever / Proposal, POV John, First Kiss, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Soft Sherlock, Idiots in Love, Crying / Emotional Sherlock, Love Confessions) – After twenty years of friendship, John is used to Sherlock acting weirdly. But the news Sherlock finally brings himself to deliver change the carefully built dynamics between them, and John realises it's time to act.

Affirmation by jamlockk (E, 3,096 w., 1 Ch. || First Time, Dev. Rel., PWP, Love Declarations, Emotional/Overwhelmed Sherlock, Comforting/Caring John, Gross Fluff) – "Sunlight dappled John's skin, casting a glow across his spreadeagled form as he dozed among the rumpled sheets. Sherlock knew the expression on his face was hopelessly soft but for once did not care about showing his true feelings so openly. He simply stood there, in the doorway, gazing at the impossibly beautiful man currently snuffling softly in his slumber." Part 8 of All the ways we love

Untouched by KittieHill (E, 3,239 w., 1 Ch. || Kissing, Frottage, Virgin Sherlock, Body Worship, Sherlock’s Scars Mentioned, Masturbation, PWP, Rimming, Multiple Orgasms) – Sherlock leaked a lot. John had never needed lubricant. John loved watching it, had once spent an entire afternoon edging Sherlock so he could watch as the thick precome drip, drip, dripped onto Sherlock's belly.

Morning Sunlight by slashscribe (E, 3,565 w., 1 Ch. || PWP, Morning Sex, Fluff, PWP, Established Rel., Soft Idiots) – A thin band of soft morning light peeks between the curtains and stretches across John’s torso, laying dormant across his forearm, dipping into the space between his arm and his chest, illuminating his right nipple but just brushing the edge of his left, disappearing into his armpit, and reappearing again right over Sherlock’s eyes where his head rests, nestled against John’s shoulder. Sherlock is not annoyed by the light’s intrusion on his sleep, not when it rests so soft and tantalizing on John’s skin, a work of unintentionally erotic art. A PWP with so much emotion.

Living Musical by VeeTheRee (G, 4,149 w. 1 Ch. || Est. Rel., Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Hobbies, Summer, Song Fic, POV Sherlock, Painting, Play Fighting, Soft Sherlock, Dancing, Love Declarations, Hair Petting, Promise of Forever) – A one-shot of John and Sherlock being domestic during summer. There is paint, fluff, and music from Imagine Dragons, namely from the album 'Speak To Me', specific song in this one-shot is 'Living Musical'. Part 1 of the Happy Fluffy Johnlock Time series

Date Night by inevitably_johnlocked (G, 4,451 w., 1 Ch. || Anxious / Worried Sherlock, Caring John, Schmoopy Fluff, Fidget Cube, Baking / Cooking, Date Night, Established Relationship, POV Sherlock Holmes, Understanding John, Grumpy Sherlock, John’s Bum, Kisses, Hugs, Domestic Fluff, Touching, Hair Petting, Light Humour) – It's John and Sherlock's first Date Night as an official couple and Sherlock needs it to be PERFECT. Mrs Hudson helps. Part 7 of I-J's Tumblr Ficlet Collection

If He Knows by shamelessmash (M, 4,513 w., 1 Ch. || TSo3 Fic, Pining Sherlock, Bed Sharing, Angst, First Person Sherlock POV, Texting, Internal Monologue, Blanket Forts) – I imagine mornings: John handing me a cup of tea, hair sticking out at odd angles. How he would bend down to kiss me, smiling fondly as he pulls away. The way his skin crinkles at the corner of his eyes, the way his skin looks in the morning light. The soft sigh as he sits in his chair with the morning paper, the way his toes curl in the carpet, the way he rolls his shoulders before sinking deeper into his seat. I watch him, how he is when he is content, as it should be. As he deserves. Happy. With me.

all things warm and tender by darcylindbergh (E, 5,177 w., 1 Ch. || PWP, Romantic Fluff, Rimming/Anal/BJ’s, Body Worship) – Grinning and giggling, John slides back down under the sheet and pulls it over his head. He finds Sherlock waiting for him, eyes bright and hair wild, the firelight bleeding through the thin fabric, colouring everything in soft peach and topaz, and in that moment he is so suddenly, unexpectedly, ethereally beautiful that John forgets how to breathe.

Pillow Talk by scullyseviltwin (M, 5,183 w., 1 Ch. || Post-S3, Angsty Fluff, Pillow Talk, Bed Sharing, Worried John, First Time Morning After, Soft Sherlock, Sexuality Discussion, Love Confessions, Kisses and Cuddles) – John has been looking at Sherlock for ages, it feels like.

a very soft epilogue (my love) by darcylindbergh (E, 5,395 w., 3 Ch. || Retirement, Domestic Fluff, Dancing, Dogs, Grumpy Old Men) – Across the pillows, Sherlock shifts and hums, the creases of his face deepening and then smoothing before settling. John watches him wake up, his chest swelling with affection and fondness, and thinks he’ll never get tired of Sherlock in the mornings, sleepy and soft. It’s been some forty-odd years, and John hasn’t gotten tired of it yet. Part 5 of things fairy tales are made of

Naked by sussexbound (E, 6,166 w., 1 Ch. || Frottage, Fluff, Intimacy, First Time, Love Declarations, Trust) – John takes a deep breath, and then lets out a long-suffering sigh. “Sherlock, how would you feel if you were sitting out here doing one of your bloody experiments, and I just waltzed out of the loo and started fixing myself breakfast completely starkers? Hmm…? ”Sherlock’s lips inch up at the corners into a pleased hint of a smile he can’t seem to suppress. Part 2 of Intimacy

Christmas by WhimsicalEthnographies (E, 7,673 w., 1 Ch. || Worried Sherlock, PWP, Drunkeness, Christmas, Est. Relationship, Idiots So In Love) – John feels a lump rise in his throat, and it hits him, again, that this beautiful, infuriating creature is his. Completely, one-hundred percent his.

How To Give Your Boyfriend Who Doesn't Know He's Your Boyfriend the Best Valentine's Day Ever by unicornpoe (T, 9,832 w., 1 Ch. || Valentine’s Day, Fluff and Crack, Soft Sherlock, POV Sherlock) – Sherlock is pretty sure that John Watson is his boyfriend. He's also pretty sure that John doesn't know it. But with a little help from a magazine, some friends, three crepes, five dates, one awesome CD, and a stalker van, John is bound to realize just in time for Valentine's Day.

Someone I Love by hudders-and-hiddles (M, 10,002 w., 2 Ch. || Canon Compliant, HLV-Filler Fic, Pre-Slash, Jealous John, PIning Sherlock, Angst & Fluff, UST/URT, Dog Tags) – John gets married and Sherlock finds comfort in wearing John's identity tags around his wrist.

To be loved by Strange_johnlock (E, 12,436 w., 8 Ch. || Post S3, Established Relationship, First Person POV Sherlock, Pet Names, Soft Sherlock, Mild ADHD, Protective John, Captain Watson, Body Appreciation, Bottomlock, Rough Sex, Travelling for Holidays, Introspection, Sherlock Loves John So Much It Hurts) – John is so deeply integrated into the work, both as my conductor of light, and as a great shot with a vicious right hook who tackles men -and women- no matter their size all in my defense. He protects me with all he can without question, and this loyalty is surely more than I deserve. Or: Sherlock is counting his blessings.

holding steady by darcylindbergh (E, 12,724 w., 4 Ch. || Post S4, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Growing Old, Gone Fishing, Mood without Plot, Soft Sherlock, Caring Sherlock, POV John Third Person, Anxious Sherlock, First Kiss / Time, Touching, Feeling Old, Sherlock Worship, Crying Sherlock, Cuddles, Comforting, Introspection, Retirement, Hand Holding, Forehead Kisses, Caring John, Bed Sharing, Emotional Love Making) – Sitting on a thick wool blanket at the end of a rickety dock side-by-side, legs dangling over the edge, a styrofoam container of wet, dark dirt between them, they’re fishing. John knows what this is about. This is about finally figuring it out.

On The Fence by BeautifulFiction (T, 13,770 w., 1 Ch. || Fencing, Case Fic, First Kiss, Insecure John, Pining John, Hug, Greg Finds Out) – The murder of the King's College fencing champion leads to revelations about Sherlock's past. Will it be the point that tips them from friends to lovers, or will they remain on the fence?

The Invocation of Saint Margaret by Ewebie (E, 15,831 w., 1 Ch. || POV John, Crossing Timelines, Light Angst, Fluff, Series 3 John / Series 1 Sherlock, The Matchbox, Mushy Romance, First Time, Bisexual John, Pining John, Bottomlock, Love Confessions, Sensuality, Emotional Love Making, Snippets of Time) – When Sherlock Holmes opens the matchbox from The Sign of Three and John finds himself years in the past, back to that first dinner at Angelo's with a much younger Sherlock Holmes. Is he dreaming?

Division by MrsNoggin (E, 19,542 w., 11 Ch. || Coffee Shop AU || First Kiss/Time, Fluff, Barista Sherlock, Clingy Sherlock, POV John, John’s Limp, Bed Sharing, Fluff, Sleepy Cuddles, Sensuality, Touching, Virgin Sherlock, Insecure John) – John likes mysteries. And every morning he dips into the local independent coffee bar with his newspaper and ponders another... one Sherlock Holmes.

Out of the Woods by SilentAuror (E, 20,471 w., 1 Ch. || Post S4, Romance, Slow Burn, Flirting, Drunk Sex, Practical Jokes, POV Sherlock, Bottomlock, Possessive John, Pining Sherlock, Frustrated Wanking, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, First Kiss/Time, Virgin Sherlock, Love Confessions, Soft Sherlock, Dancing, Bum Appreciation, Hanging out with the Yard) – Sherlock is fairly certain that John has taken to flirting with him of late, but can't be entirely certain of it. At least, not until a case takes them into a forest, along with Lestrade's team and something happens that will change everything about their lives...

How To Unfold a Heart by elwinglyre (E, 25,477 w., 7 Ch. || Post S4 Fix It, BAMF John, Mentioned Eurus, POV First Person Sherlock, Case Fic, Fluff, Slow Burn, Topping from the Bottom, 3 Yr Old Rosie, Introspection, Sexual Fantasies, John Worship, Ogling, Hand Holding, Kidnapping, Domesticity, Sherlock Whump, First Kiss/Time, Doctor John, Caring John, Soft Sherlock, Sensuality, Touching, Crying, Love Confessions, Anxious Sherlock, Rimming, Toplock, Fingering, Bossy Bottom John) – To Sherlock’s dismay, John’s return to Baker Street with Rosie is only temporary. Sherlock’s daily visits to Regent Park with John and Rosie illuminate his lost childhood memories and missed opportunities. But with each trip to the park, Sherlock also feels a growing sense of hope. That is until the past horrors return unexpectedly in a cryptic note folded in the shape of a heart. To decipher the message, Sherlock must uncover the nature of the hearts around him, including his own.

A Quiet Life by DiscordantWords (M, 25,176 w., 6 Ch. || Post S4, Retirement, POV Sherlock, Awkwardness, Established Relationship, Family Dynamics, Minor Character Death, Questionable Parenting Choices, Non-Linear Narrative, 20 Year Old Rosie, Meddling Mycroft, Pining Sherlock, First Kiss, Love Confessions, Angst, Sherlock Whump) – There had been three days of silence and a funeral. Sherlock had the terrible feeling that whatever happened next would depend, entirely, on him.

Deck the Halls by itsalwaysyou_jw (T, 31,018 w., 24 Ch. || Advent Fic / Multiple One-Shots, Assorted Tags) – One Johnlock ficlet for every day leading up to Christmas. Who is ready for pining, first kisses, established Johnlock, and everything in between? This collection of stand-alone ficlets will have it all.

Gold Rush by ShirleyCarlton (E, 71,783 w., 17 Ch. || Post S3 / No Mary, Friends to Lovers, Mentions of Past Sexual Abuse, First Kiss, Case Fic, Slow Burn, Alternating POV, Switchlock, Angst with Happy Ending, Marriage Proposal, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Abduction, Anxious/Insecure Sherlock, Miscommunication, Emotional Lovemaking) – John has divorced Mary and pops round to 221B one evening to find Sherlock in the middle of a case. As Sherlock tries to find the identity of a young woman’s stalker, John realises he can no longer deny his feelings for Sherlock – which then, to their befuddlement, turn out to be mutual. Shy kisses and tentative embraces ensue. But will Sherlock be able to cast off a shadow from his past that he thinks might prevent John from wanting to stay?

Definitions by siennna (T, 101,528 w., 12 of ? Ch. || Dev. Rel., Pining, Fluff and Romance, First Kiss, Love Confessions, Fluff, Cuddles, Girl’s Night, Texting, Virgin Sherlock, Drunk Sherlock, Background Mollstrade, Hair Petting, Laying on Lap) – Sherlock’s journey in defining his flat mate and stumbling through the muddled world of emotion. {{This feels complete; the chapter count is listed as ? but I feel like it is done}}

Against the Rest of the World by SilentAuror (E, 151,714 w., 20 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-TRF, Hiatus Fic, POV First Person Sherlock, Present Tense, First Kiss/Time, Big Brother Mycroft, Escaping from Capture, Soft Sherlock, Toplock, Insecurity, Infidelity, Travelling, Introspection, Pining Sherlock, Depression, Fantasies, Yearning for the Past, PTSD Sherlock, Suicidal Ideation) – Sherlock has been away from London for nine hundred and twelve days and counting, and has no idea what sort of reception to expect when he finally returns.

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A/N: Enjoy ❤️

Warnings: guns, violence, mentions of murder

Word Count: 2494

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Chapter 17: 743

From a distance, (Y/N) could watch the passing of a train just over her left shoulder, the chugging of the locomotive against the tracks bringing her a sense of normalcy. Just for a bit. Over her right shoulder was Five, roughly scratching his neck with twitching fingers. His left hand was clammy in her tight hold, but it was his anchor. As they reached the top of the metal stairs, Five’s eyes caught a passerby giving him a concerned look. “What are you looking at?” He hissed. “See something funny?!”

“Five,” She warned, tightening her hold on his hand as he bared his teeth at the poor stranger. “Ignore him-”

“Mind your business!” He screamed at another man who gave them a look as he passed. “Or I’ll give you something to stare at!”

(Y/N) shook her head and blinked her gaze forward. Old Man Five and Luther were walking a few feet away from them, no doubt having some sort of private conversation. What she’d give to have somewhat of a normal conversation other than-

“You wish you could pull off these shorts!”

“Okay, can you just stop staring at him?!” (Y/N) called out to those who continued to fill the boy’s rage with their looks of distaste. They all snapped their heads forward and went about their business. She sighed and tugged him a bit closer to her. “Feel better?”

“No.” Five immediately answered. His grip suddenly became deadly on her hand, eliciting a wince from her. Noticing this, he dropped her hand. “Shit. Sorry.”

She only gave a small smile. As they reached the edge of the bridge, she saw Old Man Five heading down the stairs, leaving behind a tight-smiling Luther. His wide eyes glossed over her before they landed on Five. (Y/N) pat her brother’s shoulder before jogging the few steps she needed to in order to catch up to the older Five. “Hi again.” She chirped. Startled, he snapped his head to her.

“O-Oh… Hey, (Y/N).”

“Sorry… for springing this all on you. I know it’s probably a lot for a Tuesday afternoon.” She lightly chuckled. He nervously glanced down at his feet.

“N-No, I, um… It’s okay. I’ve, uh-”

“Five,” She gently smiled. “I know it’s been years, but it’s still me. You don’t have to be so nervous around me. I haven’t changed much… as you can tell.”

He stared at her, as if realizing that she was someone he had known his entire life. And that seemed to put him a bit more at ease. “Of course, Starlight,” He nodded with a small smile. The two of them walked in a semi-comfortable silence before he decided to ask, “So, what’s going on with you and the pipsqueak? He holding you hostage or something?”

(Y/N) quietly laughed, a heavenly sound to the old man. “That pipsqueak is mine. And I’m his.”

His eyes widened, glancing over his shoulder repeatedly at his teen self. “You mean- You and me- We’re gonna��?”

“If you do it right, then yes. We can.”

“What’d he do?”

She turned her body slightly and watched as her love irritably swiped his sweaty hair out of his face and harshly scratched his chest, seemingly growling at the poor, pitiful Luther, who had to put up with him. (Y/N) beamingly smiled at him. “He was honest. And patient,” She turned back to Old Man Five. “And himself.”

With a hopeful look in his eyes, he let out a breath. “Oh, I-I have something I need to give you. I doubt he did it-”

“He did.” She reached into her back pocket and retrieved Five’s note given to her right before the deal was made with Hazel and Cha-Cha. “You were scared, so you gave it to me just in case. I told myself I wouldn’t read it, but… it’s been two years and… I needed some reassurance.”

“(Y/N),” He tearfully grinned. “God, I love you so much. You have no idea-”

“Mm… please, don’t look at me when you say that,” Her eyes darted away immediately. “It’s so weird.”

“Right. Sorry.” His head snapped forward.

She awkwardly cleared her throat. “But I love you, too…”

“I’M THE DADDY HERE!”

(Y/N) frowned at the exclamation and turned to see Five screaming at the top of his lungs at their brother, who was sheepishly smiling at passerbys. She rolled her eyes with a smile and turned forward again. Old Man Five led them through a parking lot and up to the grassy ground just before a fence. “You two quit grab-assing! We’re here!” He called out. (Y/N) walked up to the fence and stood on her toes to look over it.

“Can I ask you a favor?”

“Depends on the favor, Starlight.”

“I know it’ll be hard… but can you please control your paradox psychosis and refrain from killing my Five? He’s trying his best as well.”

Frowning, he glanced up at the teen. “I do not have paradox psychosis.”

“You don’t?”

“No.”

“Well, he does,” She gestured to the other agitated teen. “So, why wouldn’t you? Besides, don’t think I didn’t see you wiping your sweat off your shoulder.”

“We’re in Dallas, Texas. I’m going to sweat, (Y/N).”

She blinked. “Regardless, can you control what homicidal tendencies you have with or without the psychosis?” The old man gave her a smirk as he bent down to set his suitcases on the ground. “No promises, Starlight.”

The tiny squeak and then heavy grunt of flatulence wiped that smirk right off his face. He nervously glanced up at (Y/N), who held her own triumphant smirk as she turned to the two behind them. Five was scratching the back of his neck as Luther whispered something to him in shock. Five responded to him with a false grin and clasped his hands together before he let out his own farts.

“That was just lunch, alright? Shut up…” He muttered, his eyes momentarily catching (Y/N)’s amused look. Out of embarrassment, he quickly looked away. “A-And I don’t like that he’s talking to (Y/N).”

“What? Why? It’s just you.”

“Yeah, and that's exactly what she’s into! He’s gonna turn her against me… They’re gonna kill me and then run away together. Like goddamn Bonnie and Clyde.”

“Come on, Five,” Luther sighed. “(Y/N)’s too smart for even you to fool her.”

Five slowly nodded as he watched his older self hand over a pair of binoculars to his love, gently guiding her chin to where he wanted her to look over the fence. “She may be a genius, but she can’t get enough of me… She trusts me with her life. That’s the foolish side of her. She’s too trusting.”

(Y/N) quietly hummed to herself as she backed away from the fence, lowering the binoculars from her eyes. Looking down, she watched Old Man Five assemble his gun with the utmost patience and care. When he caught her stare, he slowly stood to his feet, the gun fully assembled now. The radio hanging from the fence crackled with the voice that spoke through it.

“This is the Dallas-Fort Worth area broadcast, here to bring you a special description of the arrival of President John F. Kennedy. At this moment, three special-”

“Oh, Starlight… this is my favorite part…”

She raised a brow at him.

“The calm before the storm…”

“You done with that?” She pointed to his brown case that once held the gun. He nodded and watched as she closed it, bringing it to the fence and using it as leverage to see over it better.

Behind them, Five widened his eyes at a certain item on the ground beside his elderly self. “Look,” He whispered to his brother. “The briefcase.”

“No, don’t,” Luther urged. “You won’t be able to get there in time.”

“Of course, I will… This is our only chance.”

“Hey, uh, just remind me,” Luther hummed as Five sniffed beside him. “What was the final stage of paradox psychosis again?”

“Homicidal rage.” Five rasped.

Luther nodded with a smile. “Right,” Then his smile dropped. “That’s… great…”

As Old Man Five aimed his gun towards his target, the teen Five quietly stalked towards him, despite Luther’s hushed warnings. Unbeknownst to the boy, his older self was watching him the entire time through his viewfinder. (Y/N) only paid attention to the situation when she heard the very familiar whooshes of Five’s blinking. Turning around, she was perplexed to find the two Fives switched in their places. Old Man Five cocked his gun and aimed it at his younger self. “Bad idea, shit-heel!”

“What the hell is going on?” She stepped off the briefcase, glaring between the two. “You both promised to calm down!”

“I didn’t promise anything,” The old man shook his head. “But I did try, Starlight.”

Luther sighed and marched up behind the older Five, snatching his gun away as if he took a toy from a child. “Stop it! Alright, the both of you!” He scolded as Five and (Y/N) joined the other two. “Pull it together! Now Kennedy is gonna be coming around that corner at any minute, okay? So, everyone, let’s just take a deep breath…”

(Y/N) and Luther deeply inhaled and then exhaled, the Fives shakily copying. “Now,” Luther continued. “We’re all family here, okay? So, can we all just try and get along for a few more minutes?”

Five blinked a couple times before turning to his older self. “You want it?”

“Go ahead.”

“Alright,” His hand gently pushed (Y/N) back a few steps. “Stand back, baby.”

“What for-”

Within the next second, Five reared his leg back before swinging his foot into Luther’s crotch. (Y/N) gasped as Luther bent over and groaned, grabbing between his legs. “Shit!”

Old Man Five looked to his younger self, who sighed and straightened his blazer. “Now…”

“Where were we?”

Before (Y/N) could say anything, the two blinked away. They appeared a few feet away from her, one punching the other in the face. When one blinked away to dodge, the other followed, knowing their next and exact step. All the while, Luther remained groaning in pain. Rolling her eyes into the back of her head, (Y/N) buried her face into her hand, the other resting on her hip. For a while she allowed them their steam-blowing. But eventually, their attacks became a bit more intentional, a bit more deadly. So, she decided to try and intervene. “Five!” No answer. “FIVE!”

They both blinked on either side of her. “What?!”

“You two need to-”

Setting their gazes on each other, they both growled. “Don’t talk to her like that!”

And that was it before they blinked away, continuing their brawl. She watched them, unamused, as if she were watching Michael and Jada fight over the television remote. After an entire minute, they both blinked on either side of Luther, and she thought for sure they were done now.

“Would you please-” Luther was cut off with his own groan when the Fives both kicked him in the stomach before they blinked away again. (Y/N) sighed and walked back to the grass, taking a seat beside the brown briefcase.

“Hey!” Luther slowly rose to his full height. “I’m getting really sick of this!”

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The blare of the alarm within the hallways reached The Handler’s office only for the moment her door was opened by Lila. They were muffled once she closed the door, a heartbroken look etched into her features. “My parents didn’t die in a robbery,” She started as her mother slowly lowered the paper she was reciting her speech from. “They were executed. Kill order 743. And I know who did it.”

The Handler slowly turned to her daughter. Lila stalked closer to her, holding out the paper detailing the kill order. In the blank below was the stamped approval of AJ Carmichael, who swam in the fish tank on the desk just beside them. The Handler looked to her daughter, who dropped her arm to her side and took a few steps closer. Fearing the worst, The Handler reached behind her and gripped Diego’s knife in her hand discreetly. Lila leaned forward. “Five killed my family. And AJ Carmichael gave the order.” She concluded before turning around and taking a seat, slapping the paper on the desk as she went. Her mother let out a sigh and set the knife back down. “It was him who made me an orphan…” Her voice trembled.

The Handler slowly made her way to her daughter, leaning down to be at eye-level with her. “Darling… Little one, your family is right here.”

“Yeah.” Lila tearfully whispered.

“I wonder,” The Handler stood and walked away, her back facing her daughter. “If that’s what Diego was sneaking around here looking for… Trying to bury the evidence so you’d never find out.”

Lila sniffled. “What… What’re you talking about? Diego doesn’t know what Five did.”

“Darling,” The Handler turned back to her. “I’m gonna need you to be a titch more clever about this. That clown school that Five calls ‘Umbrella Academy’, it may be full of assholes, but it’s not full of fools,” When it was clear Lila didn’t understand, she clarified. “They’re family. What one knows, they all know.”

“No, no, no, no. I…. I was playing Diego, he wasn’t playing me.”

“Is that why you’re crying in my office while he’s out roaming free, laughing at you?”

Lila stared up at her with big eyes, her mother quietly scoffing. She stared at the kill order now in her mother’s hands. “I didn’t think he was smart enough to pull this off.”

“He isn’t… but Five is,” The Handler gently held her daughter's chin in between her fingers. “And Diego listens to him and trusts him. Five… has been playing puppet master all this time. But what is a blood-thirsty king without his cold-hearted queen? His lapdog? His right-hand? She’s been playing nice and innocent with you this entire time, pretending to be the sweet little sister. But she’s just as much a part of this as Five. You know that she’s important to him, you know how much, and now you know why.”

She set a hand on her daughter’s shoulder as Lila’s jaw set and her eyes turned cold. “I’d say it’s time that we solve this problem… once and for all.”

Lila allowed her mother to gently caress her cheek as she spoke, “What’s a king without his queen?”

“Absolutely nothing. So, you know where to start.”

“Kill (Y/N).”

With that, Lila stood from her chair and started towards the door. Before she opened the door, she went back to her mother and gently kissed her cheek, ever the gullible puppet. The Handler smiled and watched her daughter leave the room, before setting her sights on AJ Carmichael.

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