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audhd-nightwing · 6 months

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teen wolf as b99 quotes

*lydia’s party in s2*

lydia: why is no one having a good time? i specifically requested it.

***

isaac, to lydia: derek told me not to let him get hurt tonight, so i’ll keep him away from you.

later

stiles: have you seen lydia?

isaac: lydia died eight years ago.

***

derek: oh, are you and allison no longer…

scott: smushing booties?

derek: …yes that’s exactly how i was going to phrase my sentence, scott.

***

stiles: we gotta get to hospital and we gotta get there fast.

jackson: then i should drive.

scott: why you?

jackson: i have nothing to live for and i drive like it.

stiles: …okay, let’s do it.

***

stiles: all right, give me your hair-dryer.

allison: what?

stiles: don’t you carry one in your purse?

allison: have you ever met a human woman?

stiles: …*calls lydia*

lydia: hey, stiles.

stiles: hey. do you carry a hair-dryer in your purse?

lydia: of course. i’m not an animal.

***

stiles: you think you can just bully people, but you can’t. it’s not okay.

stiles: i’m the bully around here. ask anyone.

***

erica: i’m not a stone cold bitch.

erica: i’m a natural, beautiful presence.

***

stiles: do you know how many basic bitches would kill to have the same personality as me?

***

peter: we can go to my apartment. no one knows where i live.

derek: i thought you had stiles over once.

peter: yeah, it was fun. i moved the next day.

peter: he would way too easily use that information against me.

stiles: he’s right, i would.

***

scott: stiles, i screwed up, big time.

stiles: scott, given your daily life experiences, you’re gonna have to be more specific.

***

kira: ‘writing things down’ is nerdy!? what do you do?

malia: i just forget stuff like a cool person.

***

allison: you are disturbingly good at this.

lydia: i grew up forging report cards.

lydia: if people knew how smart i was, it would have been harder to control them.

***

stiles: are you a minor? how old are you?

liam: i’m 610. i’m a highlander.

stiles: okay, you know what? i’m gonna put that in there.

stiles: and then you’re gonna be tried as an adult highlander, and they’re gonna cut your head off.

***

erica: what do you look for in a guy?

stiles: i don’t know, real stuff. shape of his ass.

erica: yeah that tracks

***

scott: i straight up drove him off, big screw up on my part.

derek:

scott: i’m trying this new thing, where i just own my mistakes. i like it, do you?

derek: i did. until you bragged about it.

***

boyd: you searched for ‘cheapest date possible’.

stiles: and i wear that search like a badge of honor.

***

scott: wow, your handshake is quite firm.

kira: i took a seminar.

scott: where?

***

stiles: a parsec is actually a measure of distance. that’s one of the many inaccuracies in the ‘Star Wars’ universe.

malia: and what’s ‘Star Wars’?

stiles: oh boy.

***

scott: okay- no big deal, five days is nothing. i’m not afraid to be alone with my own thoughts.

scott: my thoughts are awesome. die hard 6 on a cruise ship… pizza bagel restaurant…

scott: my father never loved me, i’m gonna die alone.

scott: oh boy, that escalated quick.

***

stiles: well, remember when you told me not to burn down the precinct?

sheriff stilinski: you burned down the precinct??

stiles: no, i had the fire put out almost immediately. this is a success story!

***

stiles: peter, this isn’t High School Musical.

scott: yeah, peter, this isn’t High School Musical 2.

stiles: yeah, and it isn’t High School Musical 3: Senior Year.

***

boyd: i’m fine at parties.

boyd: i just stand in the middle of the room and don’t say anything.

***

derek: i only feel one emotion, and it’s anger.

isaac: last night you drunk-texted the whole pack a bunch of heart emojis.

derek: …out of anger.

***

stiles, to jackson: no hard feelings. but i hate you.

stiles: not joking. bye.

***

lydia: give me the ring.

stiles: ha, you sound like Gollum.

lydia: that means nothing to me.

lydia: i don’t see those movies, i’m too pretty.

***

stiles, walking out after a pack meeting ends: sexy train is leaving the station.

stiles: check out this caboose! later, sluts.

***

scott: look at me. do not blow this for us.

random dog that allison hit with her car:

***

peter: i really miss these people, the whole pack. stiles, scott…

peter: …i forget all their other names.

derek: *judgemental eyebrow raise*

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voghe · 7 months

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so-not-snow-white · 1 year

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Beans, beans, good for your heart

beans, beans, make you realise why you don’t have them more often.

#shitpost #beans #one of nature’s most densely packed protein sources #and they remain unsullied by flavour #b99 #captain holt

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lululandd · 9 months

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something memorable;

pairing: simon ‘ghost’ riley x gn!reader

word count: 696

warnings: fluff

note: personal experience + B99 reference

summary: you didn’t answer and he can see your eyes latched onto something on the side of his face before reaching up to grab it.

The pub was packed that night, and Ghost would’ve turned tail and gone back to base if it wasn’t for you. He has always noticed how you’d shy away from group interactions and group outings so it came to his surprise when you decided to say yes this time.

Soap cheered and Gaz clapped your back when you agreed to come with. Ghost even relinquishes his seat—the edge seat where his back was against the wall at all times—so you can sit there and feel safe.

He realises very soon why you said no all this time. You have zero alcohol tolerance. None. He had heard you ask the barman for half a shot of vodka on your vodka cranberry and yet here you are, glass still half full, giggling out of your mind, eyes out of focus. Soap and Gaz are out playing pool, Roach is harassing some poor schmuck on darts, and he’s itching for a smoke right now but he doesn’t have the heart to leave you alone.

“Gonna get you some water, yeah?” He adjusted his facemask before standing up.

You nodded slowly as your eyes wandered around the place. Ghost had to remind himself that you’re one of his teammates and not a civilian as you’re behaving like one right now. Hard to believe the same person that shoved him aside to get knifed in the arm during combat is right now mesmerised by the string lights hung by the bathroom door. Because of a quarter shot of vodka. He was lucky the barman wasn’t doing anything and handed him the glass of water in record time.

In the fourty five seconds of absence, Ghost noticed you had downed the rest of your vodka cranberry and is now giggling deliriously as you scroll your phone.

“Fucking hell, down this.” He puts the water in front of you and obediently drinks all of it before slumping back down on your seat.

But you stared at him instead of playing on your phone again. Ghost decided to play with you a little. A harmless game of lets-see-how-drunk-you-are.

“See something you like?” He teased.

You didn’t answer and he can see your eyes latched onto something on the side of his face before reaching up to grab it.

He was gonna go red in the face before realising you’re fiddling with his ear, full of intent.

“Is thaat, a cloossed up… earring hoooole?” The pub’s overhead lights catch your eyes in all the right ways, making them sparkle.

“Stab wound.” He mustered up all the strength he didn't have to sound stern, “The scar extends through the lobe and into the neck.”

“Boooo.” You sulked, retreating your hand back to yourself.

Roach came back with a large bag of chips not long after, spending his night’s winnings on snacks for his teammates. “Are they fucking asleep?” The man pointed at you, and Ghost had to stop him from nudging you awake.

He took his cigs out of his pocket and tapped it twice on the table to let Roach know where he’s going. He knows smoking is allowed indoors but he notices that you always stealthily leave the premises when there’s smokers around, so he decided to do it outside. Besides, He wants to think about earlier when you touched his face, and he’d prefer that Roach doesn’t see him blushing.

When he got back, you were awake, Gaz and Soap are back, and the chips were almost gone. Did they wake you up? He hoped they didn’t.

—

He woke up one morning after coming back from leave to a little envelope slid under his door.

It was smaller than his hand—then again, what isn’t—and wasn’t even sealed; there was a little folded up paper and stud earrings of goofy looking skulls made of either sterling silver or titanium in it. Unfolding the paper, it reads:

i know what a closed up earring hole feels like, lieutenant.

He wasn’t lying that night, it was truly a knife wound. But he promised himself he’d get his ears pierced just so he can wear the little earrings when he’s off the clock, even if you can’t see it.

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #call of duty imagines #call of duty #scuffed writing

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dream-a-little-bigger-x · 8 months

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I have some ideas in my notes for Spencer Reid x fem!reader fic but I don’t know what to start with so help me choose!

Girls Can’t Drive – where a case hits reader a little too hard. It’s misogynistic, sexual harrasment, rape. Spencer doesn’t get why it’s hitting his girlfriend so hard until she finally snaps and tells him how hard it is to be a woman sometimes. (kind of like the B99 episode where Amy tells Jake about sexism in the field etc)

Ours — Spencer and reader had a will-they-won’t-they kinda relationship pre-prison. They were best friends and had obvious feelings for one another but made the mutual decision not to do anything about it. When Spencer starts pulling away from her and doing dodgy things for his mother, reader is worried and tries to talk to him. He’s snappy, they get into a fight. Next time reader hears from him is when he’s in jail in Mexico. She doesn’t visit him at first until JJ talks to her. Spencer tells her he loves her before she’s escorted out bc of a lockdown. Happy reunion.

Annotations — Spencer finds a book in the break room and starts reading, finding annotations in the margins with interesting insights. He adds his own as he goes through and leaves it for the person to find again. The next time he finds it, there are answers/reactions to his annotations, which he answers to again. They go back and forth for a while, with new books of different varieties, creating entire conversations in the margins of the books.

Mine (Spencer’s version) — Based off Mine (Taylor’s Version) where reader is a barista at the coffee shop he frequents. They meet, she memorizes his order quickly. Flash forward to where they’re taking on the world together.

New Romantics — Reader had been heartbroken and her friends force her to come out with them. At the bar, she meets Spencer.

Untitled Spencer fic — beste friends to lovers where Spencer’s always taking care of her. Like reader forgot to bring her glasses on a case and her contacts are drying her eyes when they’re working late. Spencer offers his. Or he brings an extra sweater because he knows she always packs one too little.

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #requests #spencer reid fanfic #fanfiction #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid blurb

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bullet-prooflove · 30 days

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I have an ask for Jubal Valentine 🌹 The prompt is 3. You know you gave me all that time. Well, did I give enough of mine? Thank you so much.

You worry about Jubal, about the fact that since taking up the position with Fugitive Task Force, that you don’t give him the time or attention that he deserves. It hits particularly hard because this man has walked through fire for you, almost compromising his career and all you have to give him is yourself.

It doesn’t seem like it’s enough, especially on nights like tonight when you come home and he’s half way through cooking a meal for the two of you because he knows you won’t be able to face the task after the case you’ve had in Maryland.

“I worry that I’m not doing enough.” You tell him as you lean over the kitchen island. “That I’m not around enough.”

“Ok, doing enough what?” He says with an edge of amusement to his voice. “What do you think you should be doing more of?”

You pause then because truthfully you don’t actually know, you just know you should be giving more. You try to explain that to him but it comes out in a jumble, a mishmash of words and feelings.

“Stefani.” He says gently setting the knife down that he’s cutting peppers with so he can make a T with his hands. “Time out.”

It’s the sign you both use when things are getting a little dicey. You get in your own head sometimes, especially when you’ve run yourself a little ragged. He clasps your face between his large hands before he places a kiss upon the tip of your nose.

“When was the last time you slept?” He asks you. “Or ate?”

You lower your gaze and he knows exactly what’s going on with you.

“We’ve talked about this.” He says softly, his forehead coming to rest upon yours.

Your mental health always suffers when you don’t look after yourself. You’re blood sugar dips, it makes you emotional, irritable, compounded with the lack of sleep it’s a recipe for interludes like this. It’s why he’s been packing snacks into your go bag.

“I’m sorry.” You whisper as his thumb chases over the apple of your cheek.

“You never have to apologise to me. This is just a bump in the road.” He murmurs as he looks into your eyes. He means it, the two of you are a team. You’ve seen him through his relapse, the issues with his son Tyler. Your relationship, it’s never been one sided, it just seems like that because you’re in the midst of a blip. “We get some food in you, a good night’s sleep, I promise you you’ll be as right as rain.”

He isn’t wrong, the next morning when you wake up things seem a little bit lighter. You feel more like yourself and you know that’s because of Jubal, because of the way he cares for you, looks after you.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you.” You tell him as you lay tangled up in each other in his navy blue sheets.

“That’s funny.” He smiles, his lips brushing over yours. “Because I don’t know what I’d do without you either.”

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ilovesadiesink · 9 months

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<six of crows as b99 quotes3

Jesper: I did a little sleuthing on your rivals. You want me to spill the beans?

Kaz: Why would you ever intentionally spill beans??

Kaz: They're one of nature's most densly packed protein sources, and they remain unsullied by flavor

Jesper:

#kaz brekker #six of crows #jesper fahey #shadow and bone #soc spinoff #b99 quotes #b99 #brooklyn 99 #captain holt #gina linetti

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lavendarhearts · 7 months

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holy shit no bc like I was literally just supposed to be doing hw but I think I got distracted and suddenly I'm crying bc I dived into David Tennant lore like he's in Good Omens, Doctor Who, and Ducktales, right? WELL, in Doctor Who, they said there were different universes so I'm thinking maybe all the shows and movies that David Tennant are in are just different universes. Like, David and Catherine Tate are both in Doctor Who and Ducktales. HOWEVER, in Ducktales, they are each other's greatest enemies while in Doctor Who, they are best friends. In parallel universes, few things change and what if Ducktales was literally just a parallel duck universe??? LETS NOT FORGET THE DOCTOR WHO REFERENCES IN GOOD OMENS EITHER. Ik it's just stuff the cast put in but pls just feed into my delulu mind. AND LETS ALSO NOT FORGET THAT NINA'S ACTRESS, NINA SOSANYA IS ALSO IN DOCTOR WHO, AS WELL AS ANNA MAXWELL MARTIN IN S1. What if Community, b99, and Parks and rec are also connected to this? BC Danny Pudi, Jim Rash, and Bridget Brewster are all in Communty BUT THEYRE ALSO IN DUCKTALES W DAVID TENNANT. And in Community, it stars Jason Mantzoucas. Ik he only made like one appearance but hear me out. What if it was just Pimento under cover or in hiding? He was also in Parks and Rec. You know who was in Parks and Rec? JEAN RALPHIO. WHO IS JEAN RALPHIO? DEWEY DUCK. BUT GUESS WHAT?? THERES MORE. Jameela Jamil was also in Ducktales as Gandra Dee but you know who her most iconic role is? Tahani Al Jamil in The Good Place. The Good Place also has Marc Evan Jackson but he was also in FUCKING DUCKTALES. BUT JASON MANTZOUCAS IS ALSO IN DUCKTALES???? SO IS STEPHANIE BEATRIZ WHO IS ALSO IN B99. WHO ELSE IS IN BROOKLYN 99? MARC EVAN JACKSON AS KEVIN COZNER. Giancarlo Esposito is also in Ducktales apparently but he was also Gilbert from Community. BUT WAIT WHAT IF HARRY POTTER IS CONNECTED TOO? BC DAVID TENNANT IS BARTY CROUCH JR AND BARTY CROUCH SR IS ROGER LLOYD PACK AND HE IS IN DOCTOR WHO S2. FILCH WAS THE FIRST DOCTOR. ANDREW GARFIELD IS SPIDERMAN BUT HE IS IN DOCTOR WHO AS WELL????????? WHO ELSE IS ANDREW GARFIELD KNOWN FOR? REMUS GODDAMN LUPIN THE WEREWOLF. HARRY LLOYD ISIN DOCTOR WHO BUT HE IS THE FANCAST OF LUCIUS MALFOY ALSO, WASNT MOANING MYRTLE ALSO IN DOCTOR WHO? MADAME TRACY IN GOOD OMENS IS LITERALLY RITA SKEETER, MADAM HOOCH IS CASSANDRA THE SKIN HUMAN THIBG AND THE TENTH DOCTOR LITERALLY SAYING EXPELLIARMUS LORD SEND ME MENTAL HELP AND GIVE ME PEACE IVE CONNECTED THE DOTS OMG AND DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE FACT THAT CATHERINE TATE IS IN THE OFFICE FUCK ME I DRANK A FAT ASS CUP OF BLACK COFFEE W SUGAR

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ellenchain · 2 months

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Which are the preferred personal vehicles of 47, Diana, Lucas and Olivia?

I know that 47 has access to the hearse in Freelancer and while that is his brand of humor, I don't see him using it much.

I bet Lucas had a bike he drove recklessly after he escaped from the institute (misquoting B99's Hitchcock, he has nothing left to live for and drives like it). But after he got Olivia, he upgraded to a car. But I can't decide if it's funnier if he goes directly to a football mom suv or if he drives something like a muscle car and only when someone makes an offhand comment on its safety, he switches to the suv. (Hi Mr Grey. Olivia is settling in nicely. Is it true you drove her in an Impala? My husband has one as his project car and those safety ratings are terrible, I would never pick up my kids in one. .......Haha, of coirse I wouldn't either, my car's at the garage nd this is just a rental........fuck).

Diana probably has a landrover, reinforced like a small tank.

I bet Olivia drives a cute hybrid or electrical car.

47.....sleek Italian sports car? In black, of course.

oh boy how I LOVE that question! Honestly, I've been thinking about that quite a lot recently, I don't even know why, but it crossed my mind

And I like your headcanon, which I absolutely agree with! They probably all have several cars, they are rich, they can drive whatever they want. But there are one or two cars that I associate with them…

I think 47 loves cars, especially old cars. He certainly has a penchant for spending his money on classics. But an everyday car? Next to his many sports cars (e.g. Lamborghini Aventador)? Probably a rich (old) person one like a Porsche Panamera (in red because it's probably his favourite colour, I mean his tie is always red):

But I think he prefers to drive his classics. Unfortunately I don't know much about them, but he seems to love this black one in Freelancer a lot!

I can well imagine Diana in a sleek little sports car. She certainly has to get around a lot and quickly. Power woman style (but still reinforced like a small tank, as you say. She knows her enemies and how to protect herself from them). I think Diana has a lead foot on the highway (that's what we say in Germany when you drive way too fast) So why not an Audi R8 in blue? Her little show-off car

47 loves driving in it. But not so much when Diana is at the wheel (vroom vroom)

Ohhh Olivia, our cute little mouse, must have been driving around in a junk car for many years. But she values environmental protection, so she got herself a small, affordable electric car recently (after the old car died). Everyone thinks the car is ugly, but she loves her green box a lot, her Honda e:

(this car is so ugly, it's insane)

And Lucas. Oh, he probably sees cars purely as a commodity. And yes, he certainly made sure to drive a decent car in Olivia's school days so that no one would be suspicious, but I think he has several cars (despite being against capitalism). One for missions, where you get a lot in, get through every terrain, etc., probably a Dodge Ram 1500:

(I don't know much about American cars, but here in Europe these things are way too big for our streets and are more used by hunters or forestry workers because you can pack a lot onto the loading area)

He probably has a small SUV for everyday use (in the city), because the weapons have to go somewhere, right? A Dacia Duster is probably something for him - relatively cheap, yet robust, not a posh car, just an SUV:

(I'm starting to get the feeling that I am going to sell you a few cars)

BUT in the depths of his garage in Berlin he has his greatest treasure, his old Opel Corsa B in mint green:

This thing has seen a lot and is 30 years old. All doors except the driver's door can only be opened from the inside, the boot can no longer be locked properly and when you hit the gas pedal, the car only gets louder and not faster. Air conditioning: Roll down the windows manually. But he loves it with all his heart and enjoys driving around Berlin at weekends to get a Döner at his favourite Döner stand 💘

(47 only drives with Lucas in absolute emergencies in this car, which sometimes makes strange noises and the lack of insulation makes it feel like your arse is about to hit the road. 140 km/h (around 85 mph) with this car is like a death sentence, but Lucas has fun)

#Hitman aks #as you can see I mostly know European cars I'm sorry #but since Lucas (in my mind) lived in Berlin for a few years he can drive a German car #and for me 47 is a bit of a boomer when it comes to cars #only mums who drop their kids off at kindergarten or old men drive porsches here lmao #fun fact: a friend of mine still drives a 1993 opel corsa in mint green and it's an adventure every time #will we get to our destination or will the car give up before then? Who knows #my friend drives 140 on the autobahn regardless of the sounds it makes #and i love it

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sarcastic--metaphor · 10 months

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Mother Figure

It brings me endless delight knowing that Ben Reilly in ATSV is voiced by the one and only Jake Peralta. This is part of my omegaverse AU but can be read independently, basically i just really wanted to do the dad meme from B99

(You can also read it on Ao3)

Summary:

“What?” Ben asked, “Why’s everyone looking at me?”

Jessica snickered and said, “You just called Miguel Mom. You said ‘thanks, Mom’.”

In truth, the Spider Society was a real sausage fest, not that Ben hadn’t dabbled in getting with another alpha in the past. But he wasn’t the first or the last to notice that a lot of spider-people tended to be alphas. Almost all of them.

It could be considered a canon fact, if not for the only two omega spider-people in the entire multiverse. The new kid (if rumors were correct), and the big boss. And apparently the two of them got along well. Which was great. Great for Miguel specifically, who was probably secretly glad to have someone lacking the heady musk that alphas usually carried around.

Not that Ben thought there was anything wrong with the scent of a virile alpha such as himself. And he knew it wasn’t any of his business, but there was also a part of him that thought it wasn’t fair for a newbie to soak up so much of Miguel’s time and attention.

Not when someone like himself spent a lot of time getting into Miguel’s good graces, winning his approval through hard work and incredible skill. Ben could practically feel it, he and Miguel had something special. Though they differed in secondary genders, the boss was someone that had plenty of his own inner turmoil. Their tortured souls were who they were, and Ben knew this.

…Not that he wanted to court Miguel. At least not seriously. No, he just wanted some recognition for his fantastic success rate. He’d gone on plenty of solo missions, all with complete success, so Miguel knew he was good at what he did.

The only thing that got on his nerves was when he had to let someone else boss him around. He had a rep to maintain!

He also refused to admit that taking orders got a little easier when he worked directly under Miguel.

Because Miguel was bad. Bad in the good way, obviously.

Nothing but muscle, nothing but fang, and imposing even without saying a word. He would’ve been the ideal alpha. But the fact he was all that while being an omega, with that undercurrent of sugary sweetness to his scent that Ben could only ever smell faint traces of…

Who wouldn’t want to impress someone like that?

Which was why Ben jumped at the opportunity to lead his own team on a mission. Literally, he leapt through the interdimensional portal headfirst because he wasn’t scared of anything on the other side. And he didn’t go with just a handful of people either, he was responsible for his own task force consisting of over a dozen members.

Despite how cool he made sure to play it, he was determined to not fail. In the end, Ben patched the holes in the multiverse, got the bad guys set loose in the chaos, bagged them in webs, and was ready to toss them through a portal back to base. All while keeping injuries on his team to a minimum.

Minus the insane hit he took from a 2-D anvil thrown at his chest. He definitely had some internal damage, but what Ben was really hoping for was a cool scar.

Stupid blunt force trauma, how hard was it to find someone in the multiverse to give him a light stabbing?

But he didn’t complain. Like a good leader, Ben sent the bad guys packing and let the rest of his team jump through the portal first. Before he went through, he did one last survey of the area, tapped his wristband, and sent a heads-up to Miguel that the mission was wrapping up ahead of time. Then he leapt into those rings of orange light.

On the other side, he made sure to turn his stumble into a flip forward so he could land on his feet, no matter how much it made his ribs ache.

It was late at night in Nueva York, the Spider Society base eerily devoid of inhabitants. But one was waiting for him on the other side.

Miguel. He was speaking to Jessica, who was assigned as Ben’s second in command. She was talented, especially when she had to lug around a motorcycle on missions. But this was going to be credited as his win tonight.

“-but he did great,” Jessica said.

Miguel nodded, hands on his hips. The shadows under his eyes had gotten bad lately, a tragic symptom of taking on so much work himself. If Peter B. hadn’t talked Miguel into resting for a night, he probably would’ve headed Ben’s mission himself.

Despite not having his mask on, Miguel’s suit still covered him up to the neck. Whatever high-tech material it was did an infuriatingly good job at masking his scent, something that Ben never really understood. The head of a pack should make themself known, right?

“Hey, boss,” Ben said, gesturing to the heap of bad guys still groaning about their injuries.

Miguel looked his way and Ben traced every single minute shift in his expression. The lessening tension in his jaw, the quiet exhale, the upward tilt of his chin. Miguel wasn’t just relieved it went well, he was basically ecstatic.

Not that Ben particularly cared what Miguel thought about him.

Ben laced his hands together behind his head, “Yup, another perfect job.”

Miguel smiled, closed-lipped to conceal those wicked fangs of his. “Good work, Ben. Send these idiots back to their home dimensions and go get some rest, you’ve earned it.”

“Hell yeah! Thanks, Mom.”

Ben turned to sling an unconscious bad guy over his shoulder. When he stood back up, he paused.

Miguel, Jessica, and the rest of his team were all staring at him.

“What?” Ben asked, “Why’s everyone looking at me?”

Jessica snickered and said, “You just called Miguel Mom. You said ‘thanks, Mom’.”

His stomach dropped into a pit of ice water. Ben looked around to see if anyone else also didn’t believe her.

“No, I didn’t!” Ben said, meeting no sympathetic faces (or masks), “I said man. Thanks, Man!”

Then his own team started turning on him. One of the Spider-Men raised his hand, “Uh, I heard it, too. You definitely said Mom.”

A few stifled chuckles rang out.

“Enough,” Miguel said, not looking at Ben. He held a hand out and all noise fell silent. So cool.

Miguel added, “You’re all professionals, so act like it. I also want a full mission report and any data collected sent to my lab in twenty-four hours.”

Everyone nodded and played nice when the boss was still around. But when Miguel turned his back, more than one shot knowing glances at Ben. It didn’t need to be said that he, as team leader, was the one responsible for delivering said information. So he’d definitely be seeing Miguel sooner than he wanted to.

Fuck.

Ben busied himself with sending the villains home. He hit the showers and picked up something to eat from the cafeteria, but only blew off an hour or two. Any time he encountered someone else, Ben quietly braced himself for needling remarks. He thought for sure that the story was going to spread like wildfire, but no one said anything yet.

It still didn’t sit right with him because Ben absolutely did not want to believe he called Miguel O’Hara mom. Rather than going to sleep still thinking about it, he swung over to Miguel’s lab, knowing full well the other was still awake.

This portion of the HQ was definitely an acquired taste. The cluttered tech and the low lighting very much made this Miguel’s private space. And he marked it as such, a faint trace of his sugar-and-spice scent hanging in the air.

He found Miguel high on his floating platform, as usual. Ben swung up without announcing himself, knowing the other had freakishly good hearing. He landed in a perfect pose behind Miguel, not that the other saw it.

“I got that report, boss.”

“Good, Lyla can take it.” Miguel said, still with his back to Ben.

It made his stomach twist and churn. When Ben hesitated, Miguel’s hands paused over his console.

“Is there anything you wanted to talk to me about?”

“Uh, no.” Ben said, a little too quickly. “Why?”

Lyla manifested over Miguel’s shoulder, smiling wide as she waved at him. Meanwhile, Miguel finally turned to face Ben. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

“Don’t overcompensate. And don’t bullshit me, either. Just tell me, you didn’t mean it, right? You don’t really see me as a… a mother figure?”

The ice was back, creeping up his spine and threatening to make him shiver.

Ben crossed his arms. “No way! If anything, I see you as a bother figure because you’re always bothering me!”

Lyla put her hands on her hips. “Hey, show your mother some respect.”

Miguel muttered something under his breath and said, “Stop it, both of you.”

He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. Then Miguel said, “Look, I’m not going to bring it up again. I only asked because I’m not that much older than you. You know that.”

But he was also the only mature omega around.

Not that Ben was going to point that out.

He said, “It won’t happen again. Not that I’m admitting it ever happened at all, obviously. Because it didn’t, Miguel.”

As Lyla laughed, Miguel pursed his lips.

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Ben was overcompensating, which took more strength than Miguel had at the moment to diffuse properly. He already lacked the willpower to fully confront the reality he was finally called mom by another spider-person. And not even by one of the kids, by fucking Ben.

If only he went to bed a few hours ago. If only he could let himself trust a team to handle their mission without putting himself on standby as backup.

Shit like this was what Miguel got for being such an anomaly even among other super humans. He’d seen one or two of them glance his way from time to time. He’d even seen some of the braver alphas make obvious plays at posturing for him. He didn’t hide his omega status, never had, but he also wasn’t interested in being anyone else’s bed warmer. And he was not ever going to let someone brag about banging the boss. But something like that was predictable. It could be planned around.

This thing with Ben was a weird new issue that came with being an omega in charge.

“Ben,” he said, keeping his voice low but firm.

“I mean it! It won’t happen again.”

And as the other flipped his hair and pouted, Miguel could feel the creeping urge to look toward the heavens for guidance. He thought alphas were supposed to go after the skinny, pretty omegas. Not ones like him.

As much as Miguel wasn’t anyone’s omega, he was also not anyone’s babysitter or mother. He was not going to purr for them or get out of their way. He growled and pushed through crowds as well as any alpha.

You’re still not like them, he reminded himself.

It wasn’t that he thought anyone would challenge his authority directly, not when doing so meant gaining a multiverse on your shoulders and too many sleepless nights to count. These were supposedly his people. The good guys. And they thought he belonged among them.

So he tried a new approach.

Miguel shrugged and relaxed his jaw, “If you’re so sure it never happened… then good job, Ben. You led the mission well. I actually have another assignment that could use an experienced head, if you want it.”

He pulled up a few screens, flipping them around so Ben could observe the glitching occurring in a few neighboring universes. A strange pattern given that there was no obvious source.

Just as predicted, Ben paused. Miguel could practically see him turning this new information over in his head.

“It might get dangerous,” Miguel said. “We haven’t been able to locate the source of the interdimensional overlapping, so it could come from anything. If you’re worried–”

“I’m not scared!” Ben said, raising his voice. Miguel showed no reaction.

Ben crossed his arms, “I mean, I’m not worried. My team, maybe. But never me.”

“Good. Then I need a full survey of the afflicted dimensions done as soon as possible.”

“Not a problem, you know I always get the job done.”

At that, Miguel smiled. “I do. That's why I trust you completely.”

He knew what he was doing. He gave Ben an encouraging nod, which was even better than reprimanding or taunting him.

Let Ben lead under the knowledge that his mother figure/omega was trusting him with something important, a gesture that could get just about any alpha to preen.

Just as predicted, Ben pulled his mask over his face to hide that mild blush and stood up straighter. Miguel knew Ben’s whole melodramatic-hero thing wasn’t an act. So it didn’t surprise him when the other didn’t hesitate to download the data to his watch and swing off, despite not being assigned his team yet.

Or delivering his prior report. Which Miguel did kind of need.

Oh, well. He’d had enough bullshit for tonight. For once, he was going to let himself push something off until tomorrow.

#atsv #miguel o'hara #ben reilly #omega miguel #alpha everyone else #omegaverse

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obsidianghoul · 1 month

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ghoul thoughts:

Alpha loves long walks on the beach

Swiss loves creepy crawlies, once had a pet tarantula l

aurora hates creepy crawlies, she killed swiss tarantula

cirrus loves watching B99

Cumulus loves the bachelor/bachelorette

Aether pretends to hate the bachelor/bachelorette

Dew loves eating ice cream, but hates that it melts so fast

Rain got him a yeti mug so dews ice cream stays cold longer

SPRRY TO SKIP RIGHT OVER ALHPA BEACH WALK BUT WHAT THE FUCK AURORA!!!!!!! IDC IF IT WAS AN ACCIDENT OR NOT THATS BRUTAL AND I BET SWISS CRIED FOR DAYS, I KNOW I WOULD!!!!!! Tarantulas and other "creepy" Peta deserve so much love and I think both Swiss and Phantom would absolutely love them.

After meeting swiss' T, Phantom got himself a little jumping spider and now Aurora refuses to even go in his room (WHICH GIVEN WHAT HAPPENED WITH THE TARANTULA IS PROBABLY FOR THE BEST!!!!!!)

Mountain thinks they're fine, but he prefers to just observe the creepy crawlies outside and let them be in nature where they belong <3

Cirrus and Dew both bond over watching b99 together, and have dragged Sunshine into it too. At this point they've assigned everyone in their pack a b99 character. (might make a seperate post about that tbh bc now I have Thoughts)

I've never seen the Bachelor/Bachelorette but I can definitely see Aether pretending so hard he's not into it but INSISTS on finishing any episode theyre watching and NEEDS to know how the season ends, so he doesn't complain when Cumulus turns it on while they cuddle.

I dont really have anything to say about the cup but I am enjoying the mental image of dew pouting over his ice cream melting too fast lmao

#thank you for all of these luci #i love them #wife tag 🖤

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teenwolfpackincorrectcaptions · 1 year

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that one bone scene from b99 with any of the pack

Stiles: Come on, dad, the math thing isn't the problem. Night shift's keeping you and Natalie apart. You two just need to bone.

Scott: [chuckles nervously]

Noah: What did you say?

Scott: Don't say it again.

Stiles: I said you two need to bone.

Scott: [whimpers]

Noah: How dare you, Stiles. I am your superior officer! [shouting, five minutes later] Bone! [sternly, ten minutes later] What happens in my bedroom, Detective, is none of your business. [shouting, twenty-one minutes later] Bone?! [calmly, forty minutes later] Don't ever speak to me like that again.

#submission #teen wolf #stiles stilinski #mieczysław stiles stilinski #dylan obrien #dylan o'brien #scott mccall #tyler posey #noah stilinski #sheriff stilinski #linden ashby #source: brooklyn 99

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amberpriceenthusiast · 2 years

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Hacketteer friendship headcanons because I have attachment issues

I think that Emma, Kaitlyn, and Dylan should be a trio

Kaitlyn and Emma would make tiktoks like this

Abi and Max are besties

Kaitlyn and Laura are the wingwomen of Radioheads. Emma considers herself a women too but really it’s Kaitlyn and Laura being wingwomen and actually trying to get them together while Emma is just making fun of Dylan for his pining

The group definitely bets on when Dylan and Ryan are going to actually get together

Dylan also makes fun of Emma for her pining over Abi

Laura and Kaitlyn have so much blackmail on their friends

Kaitlyn forces Dylan and Jacob to give her piggyback rides when she’s tired, in a very similar way to how Jake just jumped into terrys arms in b99 and he dropped his cup and caught Jake even though he did not want to

Emma bought matching necklaces from Claire’s for the entire group, Claire’s didn’t have a 9 pack so she had to buy 3 separate 3 packs, no one ever wears them because it’s a stupid matching necklace from Claire’s but they all still cherish them

Abi decides to make bracelets for everyone, they’re all pretty simple and just made of string, so the group actually wears them pretty often

Kaitlyn and Dylan appear on Emma’s channel and live streams the most, Dylan and Emma actually start to make commentary videos together but she still mostly post vlogs

Emma live streams sometimes when she’s hanging out with abi and on these live streams sometimes abi will show her stretches or draw will emma is streaming, abis art account gains a lot of followers through this

#the quarry #supermassive games #dylan lenivy #emma mountebank #ryan erzahler #kaitlyn ka #abigail blyg #supermassive games the quarry #jacob custos #abi blyg #nick furcillo #nicholas furcillo #laura kearney #max brinly #hacketteers

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sugar-omi · 8 months

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daddy derek headcanons? oh ive spent waaaay too much time thinking abt it. there's nothing quite like the image of a big beefy dude being super soft and sweet with his kids. Derek gives off roman reigns tea party / Terry crews in b99 energy. there is absolutely nothing he wouldn't do for his little angels.

I'm talking being front row at every recital/game/talent show, you name it. any extracurricular activities? you got it, baby. dad's gonna take you. you need a new costume? help doing your hair? don't worry, dad's got everything you need. Parent volunteers needed? he's the first name on the list. other parents are intimidated at first, but he's so good at being a team player that he always manages to bring out the best in others. he's gotten better at time management, so he doesn't over-commit and try to run everything, but if it matters to his babies, it matters to him.

all the kids love visiting your house because Derek loves taking care of his kids and their friends. homemade drinks and snacks afterschool? you bet! he even cuts things into fun shapes to make it more exciting (things being star-shaped make them taste better, just like the fruit bouquet). he'll play video games with the kids, or ref any games, or just let the kids climb on him and swing them around. there is no shortage of fun with Derek around.

he still loves big family trips to the boardwalk or to the water park. he's always prepared. he is a master packer and his travel bag has a little of everything. he keeps up the snack bag tradition with his kids, but he always makes sure to pack a little extra.

it wouldn't surprise me if Derek eventually decided to just be a stay-at-home dad to make sure he's got all the time in the world for his babies. his ego doesn't require him to be the breadwinner for his family, he just wants to make sure everyone is taken care of.

OMG THATS SO CUTE

everyone wants to go to your house bc of your kid/s super cool dad (parents definitely think he's a dilf n he so would be)

also I could definitely see him being a sahd!!!

he'd prbly work part-time or smth from home, at least a job w flexible hours and allows him to run to his kids needs. altho if you wanna do that, he's happy to make sure you can do so comfortably (just make sure he doesn't overwork himself)

also there is a whole shelf of dvds that are of your kids school plays, music or dance recital, sports game, you name it. lots of home video as well, just you guys playing in the yard n stuff <333

so many pictures on the wall, like you have to stop him from covering every inch of the house (you have multiple photo albums)

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im-overstimulated-and-im-sad · 8 months

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Work In Progress Wednesday

There's still two and a half hours left in Wednesday, so this counts... I posted this earlier but now I've been tagged so I wanted to officially post it, post it... basically I'm the B99 meme, changed to- "you posted that already- and I will post it again!"

Thank you to @kiloskywalker for the tag, and anyone who reads this and puts up with my ramblings- you're the most, you really are

This is from my Owen and Gwyn have another kid, TK has a little sister fic- this is further down the road from where the story is currently but I've had this scene kicking around my head since I rewatched the episode (you can probably guess which one)

2017 -

Sophie stood frozen in the open doorway. From the telltale purse on the counter, she knew that her mom had beat her home. But that wasn’t as surprising as the fact that the voice she could hear was a male voice, and definitely not Enzo’s. “Do you think this has been going on since the accident?” Sophie heard her father say. “It’s crossed my mind,” she heard her mother answer. “I know one of the guys he met in grief therapy was arrested for dealing”. “How did you know that?” Owen asked. “That’s the part you want to focus on?” Gwyn replied. “No,” Owen answered. “But I talked to him when that happened. He told me that he was fine”. “Owen”. Sophie was always amazed at how many emotions her mother could pack into one word. “Owen, our son is struggling with battling addiction for the third time in his life. You don’t think that maybe, he lied to you?” There was a long pause after that. Sophie took another step into the apartment but she kept her hand on the door; she knew her parents wouldn’t keep having this conversation if they knew she could hear. Finally, Sophie heard her mother say, “Is this you saying that you think I’m wrong?” “No”. Owen answered. “Because I don’t. But if you’re right, that means I’ve been sending someone on calls and putting people’s lives in the hands of someone who’s high off his ass”. More silence followed this. Sophie heard her dad say, “Do you want me to be there? When you tell him?” “No,” Gwyn answered. “I think I should tell him myself”. Sophie let go of the door. It slammed with a loud crack. The view of the dining table was a little obscured, but she could tell that both of her parents had turned around at the noise. “Soph, hi,” Gwyn said, going to greet her daughter. “I didn’t realize what time it was”. “I didn’t know you’d be home yet”. Sophie replied. “Dad, what are you doing here?” “Your mother needed me to sign for something”. He answered. “Sign for what?” Sophie asked. “Is this about TK?” “How much did you hear?” her mother asked her. “Enough”. Sophie said. “To know this has something to do with TK”. “It’s a grown up matter, Sophie,” her mother told her. “Well, then, it’s a good thing I’m eighteen,” Sophie said, dropping her bag on the floor with a thud. “Gwyneth”. Owen interjected. “She’s going to find out”. “Fine”. Gwyn sighed. “I needed your dad, or rather, your brother’s fire captain to sign this to approve your brother not being at work for thirty days while he is in rehab”. “Rehab?” Sophie repeated. “Like, rehab… rehab?” Sophie wasn’t a little kid; she knew that her brother had problems with addiction (she was the one who found his near-lifeless body on the roof alone when she was twelve years old). But packing him up and sending him to rehab; that was a first. “Exactly like rehab, rehab,” her mother answered. “I’m taking your brother to an inpatient facility in California tomorrow”. Sophie had a lot of questions, but knew she had to choose carefully. The window of information her mom would share with her willingly would close very soon. “Why California?” she asked. “Because it’s supposed to be the best”. Gwyn said quietly. “And I want this to be the last time we need to do this”. “Okay”. Sophie said. “Can I…” she wasn’t sure what to say. “What can I do?” “Actually go to school?” her mom said, reaching out and tucking a stray piece of hair back into her daughter’s braid. “Don’t give your dad any trouble? Enzo’s still helping his mom, you’re going to stay with your dad while I’m gone”. “And I have known you slightly longer than Enzo has,” Owen muttered. “You can’t help yourself, can you?” Gwyn sighed. “Sorry”. Owen said. “When are you going to tell him?” “I’m going to see if I can find him tonight”. Gwyn said. She looked back at Sophie. “Do you need anything else to go to your dad’s tonight?” “No”. Sophie shook her head. “Dad, don’t you work today?” “I switched my days off”. Owen answered. For the first time, Sophie noticed how tired both her parents looked.

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No pressure tags: @dreamingofmickeywaffles, @lightningboltreader, @firstprince-history-huh, @ellena-asg, @reyestrandd, @statueinthestone and anyone else who wants to participate

#911 lone star #tk strand #911 ls fic #911 ls wip #owen strand #gwyneth morgan #my wips #wip wednesday

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