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anjelicawrites · 7 months

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The winner takes it all

Chapter IV (I, II, III)

Paring: Aemond Targaryen x reader

Synopsis: inspired by the Æthelflæd and Erik's storyline in The Last Kingdom. Might be spoilerish if you haven't seen it (go watch it!!!), even though I've just stolen the inspiration and went on with the story my way.

Warnings: Canon compliant violence, Aemond’s brothel experience, male masturbation, p in v sex, outdoor sex, anxiety.

A/N: reader is AFAB, they/them pronouns are used (they are called “lady” and “daughter of the North”). The only descriptor is that they have long hair.

A/N 1: this is an AU. Look at me taking the canon story of Westeros and yell “Parkhour!” as I jump out of the window clutching it in my hands.

18+ only, tank you!

Aemond knows he should keep his end of the bargain; you have been eating the food provided for you, he is the one lacking on his promise.

The problem is not taking you out for a quick walk, you are a prisoner, his prisoner, he can do whatever he wants with you. A nice stride outside the city walls isn't a problem, being alone with you is. What is he supposed to do while you are walking? Talking to you? About what? And why would you even entertain the thought of exchanging pleasantries with him? Should he stay silent then? Be your looming shadow while you breathe some fresh air? What a nice thought, right? Not only are you bounty, you are also forced to spend time with the very man who stole you away and who will conquer your home. You have no respite, no way of not thinking about what is happening. All thanks to him!

Shit! He is pacing again, his room too small and stuffy for his jumbled thoughts. Sword practicing, that's what he needs to drag his mind out of this gutter, then talking with Aegon about what to do next: it's still too early to send envoy with the ransom request, some northerner spies have been spotted, though and need to be dealt with and the defenses need to be strengthened in case your people try something desperate to free you.

Down in your cell, you are not in better shape than Prince Aemond is. Your brain is torn between worrying for you people and the knowledge that you cannot seem to escape whatever spell he has put on you. You haven't seen him since your bath and his presence still looms, the lilac of his eye haunting you with its beauty. The warmth of his hand enveloping yours still burns your skin; how is that even possible? Not even while courting with your husband, before he showed you his true colors, you felt his presence as strongly as you are experiencing Prince Aemond's. The way he stared at you, devouring your frame still gives you goosebumps; he didn't make you feel gross or violated, which is a first in your entire life, but you have no idea why his stare is so intense every time it lands on you. He doesn't look at you as if you are a thing to be owned, even under these circumstances, where you are no more than spoils. You keep asking yourself why and your mind spirals into a maze of ulterior motives he might have.

Your feet carry your body around the small cell for the thousandth time today, you still cradle the hand he's kissed, your fingers brushing the spot where his lips landed. Your heart beats fast in your chest the more you think about your last interaction; what is going on with you?

The commotion in the courtyard outside your small window forces you away from your thoughts, you grab the bucket to get to the bars and see what is going on. At first there’s just people huddled up together, for a second you think they are preparing defenses, but no, they are excited for something you can’t really see, until they form a big, loose circle and you can see Prince Aemond and a man you don’t know, swords in hand, ready to fight. You know this is some sort of practice by the way everyone is cheering and laughing, you feel no animosity in the air, just plain excitement.

You tell yourself to look at Prince Aemond to detect at least one hint of weaknesses from him, something that can be used in battle to kill him, but your eyes can't focus on his perfect swordsmanship, only on his fast, lithe body. His waist is so slim and trim, enhanced by the shape of his tunic and belt, you notice, his legs powerful in the black leather of his breeches. His hair follows his movements as if this was a dance, not a fight. He is deadly and graceful, even when his opponent uses his blind side against him, he is too fast for that to be a good move and he wins easily.

You realize you were mesmerized by him, when the cheering violently slams you back into your thoughts: you shouldn't have done that, staring at your enemy the way you did, appreciating his skills, noticing the faint redness on his pale cheeks after the workout.

His eye find yours in the distance, again you can help but lose yourself in the lilac hue; you've heard snakes can hypnotize their victims before striking: what is a dragon if not a winged snake?

He stiffly bows for you, the movement too fast for his people to notice, but you do and heath just explodes into your lower belly. As shame does.

Aemond feels even worse after sword practicing, knowing that you have been staring at him. He didn't notice you at first, too focused on his adversary, he did realize you were looking at him afterwards, when his body felt hot and sticky under the leather. You have been staring and his brain cannot help itself but wondering if you liked what you saw, if you believed him to be strong and courageous enough to have him for yourself.

A part of him, the small, overlooked child, who wants to be seen and appreciated, wants you to compliment him, to be proud of him. No, he tells himself, we are not going down that road. He has to splash icy cold water on his face and chest, instead of indulging in a warm bath, trying as he might to gain the composure he's lost the moment he's seen your face half hidden by the iron bars.

His cock has other ideas though, stiff and painful against the leather of his breeches. Aemond knows he needs cold water for that as well, his hands even go for the pitcher and then they stop. He sees his fingers uncurl from the metal, like an out of body experience, they open the latch of his breeches and curl around his manhood. I shouldn't do this, I shouldn't do this, he tells himself, his body heads in another direction, one he has no control over.

He can't even coordinate himself enough to lie on the bed, his hips move on their own accord, his fingers tight around his cock, moving up and down again and again, thumb caressing the engorged head, spreading precum along his shaft as his movements become faster and faster. Moans spill from his lips as the pleasure curls at the base of his spine. His forehead finds a wall and he stays there, his brain conjuring images of your naked body and soft lips, painting the picture of him desecrating your mouth as you moan wantonly just for him, your hands cupping his ass to push him even deeper inside of you. His fingers curl tighter, pulling at the tight skin of his cock, his hips jackhammer against nothing as pleasure engulfs him, sweat runs down his arched back until he comes with a shout, his knees giving out.

He curls into a ball while his lungs try to gather as much oxygen as possible: he has held his breath without noticing, how stupid of him.

Tears prickle his eyes and run down his high cheeks; he knows he should feel shame for having followed his instincts, for having lost his control over the pleasure of the flesh, for having imagined debasing you like a tavern whore. He just wants you, without a hint of shame or guilt, he wants you to want him, to have you welcome his cock inside of your depths. He wants to know what you sound like when pleasure envelops you, when it's too much and not enough for your brain to understand.

You destroyed whatever dam keeping his sexual needs and wants under wraps; he hasn't had many lovers after being forced to lie with a prostitute at thirteen, feeling shame and disgust every single time he did have a partner, even fantasizing about a person made him feel gross and violated, at times.

What kind of spell have you put on him, to make him feel so free in his desires and in need of your skin?

He knows it's stupid and dangerous to want you for himself, he shouldn't even entertain the idea of never giving you up, of making you his Queen in the North. He should value you only for the gold your people will pay for your freedom and for being spoils of war, nothing more.

Shit! He thinks I need to make it stop, I am in control!

He will seek you tonight, he decides, accompany you during a short stroll and if his body betrays him again, he knows painful ways to punish it.

Prince Aemond comes to your cell well after you had finished eating and were getting ready to sleep, the complicated Valyrian tresses undone, your hair flowing down your back like a veil. His expression is stone, his lips are pursed together as he hands you a warm cloak lined with fur that you don’t really need; you elect to stay silent, your years of marriage have taught you how to read the room and Prince Aemond doesn’t look like he is in a talking mood. Why come to you, if he didn’t want to?

In silence you two walk to a smaller door in the walls, guarded by four heavily armed men, who salute the Prince and make as much space between their burly bodies and yours. You don’t know in details what happened to the man who had tried to attack you, the woman who braids your hair every morning is silent on the topic and the bustling around the courtyard told you nothing, but that something had happened to that man, something awful by the way those men stare at you with fear, unarmed as you are in your fur cloak.

You breathe deep in your chest when the cold air hits your face, your hands flying to the hood of the cloak to push it back enough to smell fully the oncoming spring. You forget where you are and who is accompanying you, too concentrated in enjoying the fresh air of the North, the wind sneaking under your hood, its cold caress down your spine, goosebumps blooming everywhere as you walk the uneven path around the castle.

Prince Aemond’s hand shoots out when you trip on an unseen root, it clenches like a manacle around your wrist, the other goes to your shoulder, steadying you. You mumble how sorry you are, evading his deep stare, his hands remain on your body, warm and big and, secretly, welcomed; how long has it been since anyone touched you without a violent intent?

“We should sit - he says - the night is too dark to properly walk around”

“Afraid my people would come and save me if we had a stroll during the day?”.

The night is dark, but your faces are too close for you not to miss the feral curl of his lips, him knowing something that you don’t. There must have been scouts from your camp, trying to assess the situation, did they manage? You don't think they did, his smile tells you as much.

You don't protest when he lowers you onto the grass, his leathers creaking as he sits next to you.

In a show of defiance, years of marriage made you forget you could have, you open the clasps of the cloak, letting it fall behind you, the cold wind finally free to play with your tresses as Prince Aemond lets out a surprised uhm.

"It's cold" he says, adjusting the material around his legs and torso

"This is not cold. What do you know about the cold? When the wolves come howling and the tears freeze on your cheeks? When there’s only darkness and you can’t even see the breath coming out of your mouth? That is what true cold feels like" you answer proudly, ignoring the nagging voice in your head asking you where all this courage comes from

"You are so proud of this unfriendly land that tries to kill you every turn of season"

"Aren't you proud of yours?"

"Mine was destroyed thousands of years ago".

His answer stops you on your track, before your mind realizes: Old Valyria. He's talking about the old country of his ancestors, not New Valyria, the country his forefathers tried to rebuild as soon as they landed on Dragonstone. You've heard stories, children disappearing and new ones, white haired and lilac eyed appearing like changelings, well before Aegon the Conqueror and his sister wives launched their attack upon the once free Kingdoms. Even darker whispers of blood magic blossomed when the first reigns started falling under Targaryen dominion, of the vast majority of Valyrian presenting people living in New Valyria all of a sudden. They invaded us well before their dragons did, your grandmother used to say. Will that happen to the North as well?

"If my home is so unfriendly, why bother with conquering us, then?"

"I assume you are well versed in politics enough to know the answer yourself"

"I was told a good lady looks after their husband and his possessions"

"Did that happen before or after your sword lessons? - you are too stunned to answer - whose idea was that?".

You don't owe him an answer, you owe him nothing; his eye is on you, you can see the sincere curiosity there and what harm can derive from him knowing?

"Mother's. Her House was small and proud. She studied the blade in her youth" you add

"Your husband must be proud of having such a strong spouse by his side" there's steel in his words, you don't notice it, too engrossed in your own memories

"He's not".

There's so much you could add, but you prefer to keep the dirty rags for yourself and he has no right to know the truth behind your marriage.

“Then he is an idiot”.

You whip your head around at his stern words, only noticing now how close he’s moved, so close you can see his eye gleaming in the dark, the flames of rage burning there. You shouldn’t stare and wonder why he’s so incensed, why does he care so much, shut up! Shut up! your mind screams, don’t say a word, don’t ask a question you are not ready to receive an answer for! But you have always been too curious for your own sake, not having your husband around makes you feel free and bold as you were before your marriage.

“Why does it bother you so? My lord husband knows what’s best”

“Your lord husband doesn’t know a single thing” his words come out low like a growl

“And you do better?”

“I know I would spar with you every day, make sure you are fit to protect what’s mine”

“Shouldn’t your guards do so? Shouldn’t the men loyal to you protect what belongs to you?”

“Loyalty can be bought”.

He’s closer now, he’s invaded your space, one hand firmly planted between your feet, his weight carried by his knees, his hair brushing lightly against the skirt of your dress.

“Studying the blade can save your life” he finishes.

You both know how crucial this moment is, the deepest, darker part of your two minds see the crossroad in front of you two. Left or right? Right or wrong? Life or death? The foreign pull between you two is unmistakable now. He makes the decision for you two, for the first time in his life he truly wants this, needs the touch of another, one hand holding your cheek lightly, his lips chaste on yours as you fall back on the soft fur, taking him with you. Delicately you open your mouth for his tongue, your own peaking out to taste him, your hands burrowing in his silky mane as he slots himself between your legs, mouth more aggressive now, tongue invading to play with yours. You can feel him ground his hips against yours, you imagine his cock growing harder against the cold of his leathers, the idea spurring you on, one leg hooking around his hips to follow his movements, wetness leaking obscenely from your cunt.

He separates your lips, but he doesn’t move, his hair curtaining you two, his weight on his hands planted at the sides of your face.

“Please, be gentle,” you say breathlessly.

He stares at you for a moment, weighting your features.

“If you tell me to stop, I will. You will still be under my protection, that will never change”.

You grab one of the metal clippings of his leather tunic, your fingers curling around it to pull him down on yourself.

“I said, please be gentle with me” it comes out more stern this time, your own desire making you feel bolder than you ever did.

You can feel Aemond shudder over you, his right hand grasping the knots keeping your dress together, deft fingers pulling at the strings to reveal your hidden body.

“I will” he says, your name on his lips like a prayer.

His lips are on yours again, tongue searching yours as your fingers open the metal clippings, almost ripping them off in the effort to open them; his hands are not idle, the knots coming apart to reveal the roundness of your breasts and the softness of your skin. The latchings of his shirt are not as lucky as the clippings were, as you rip the cotton apart to reveal his milky skin, your fingers scratching down his firm abs to open his breeches as he throws the tunic away. Regretfully he has to separate your lips again to remove your dress, his mouth latching on your nipples, sucking eagerly while your back arches towards him, your naked core sliding against his manhood, the obscene amount of come leaking from his tip making everything slippery, his hips jackhammering against yours in desperation, moans spilling from your lips every time his tip brushes against your engorged clitoris. You have never felt desire like this, burning your loins and growing in your belly, fingers scratching down his sweaty back to keep him as close to you as humanly possible, legs curling around his trim waist, heels digging against his tailbone; you need him inside of you. For the first time, your body desires to be breached open and owned by your partner, your need spilling from your mouth in the form of prayers, prayers he fulfills willingly, fingers of his right hand entering your slippery cunt, scissoring you open with ease. He moans when he feels how wet and ready you are for him, his cock straining painfully to enter you.

“Please Aemond! - you beg, tears of frustration falling from your eyes, your cunt clenching around his strong fingers - please, now!”

He grabs his cock hastily, spreading your wetness on the taut skin before breaching you slowly, forcing himself to be gentle as your warmth envelops him, your muscles sucking him in and he has to stop when he bottoms out, he has to breathe or he’ll snap and fuck you like an animal. He plants his hands by your shoulders, his head hanging low as he gulps down air greedily, the roar of the blood in his ears deafening, the pain of your fingers grasping his ass his only tether against madness.

You feel so full, his cock scorching your insides with every slow push and pull of his hips against yours, it shouldn’t be possible for your body to accept his impressive manhood, but it does and you feel each movement in your belly, your hips following his without your control, muscles contracting until all he can do is grinding against you, short and fast movements as gasps of pleasure spill from his mouth, mixed with words of praise for your cunt. He knows his orgasm is approaching too fast without his control, he can’t reign himself in, he needs to come with you, wants to experience your pleasure first. His fingers on your clit move with brutal efficiency, your body curling around his as you spasm and beg, until you come, taking him with you, his orgasm almost painful in his brutality, ropes and ropes of come staining you walls, until it’s too much and he has to slip out, his body falling upon yours, tears streaming down his cheeks. Gently you turn your entwined bodies to the side, your hand caresses his scalp while you murmur sweet nothings, his face cradled against the hollow of your throat; his hands grapple at the skin of your back desperately, as if he’s drowning and you are his lifeline. When he calms down he starts shivering from the cold and you cover the two of you with his cloak, your hand finding refuge again in his hair to massage his scalp once more; you don’t know what to say, your only sexual experiences had been with your husband and you were always the one in tears afterwards.

“I’m sorry - he says when he’s ready to face you again, his face still at level with your cleavage - all of this should have never happen”

“I’m not - you can see the surprise in his eye - I might die tomorrow in this war, at least I know what gentleness feels like.”.

You know he doesn’t understand, how can he? You are not going to elaborate, the shame of your marriage is yours alone to shoulder and you don’t want to stain this rare moment of peace with your husband’s actions.

Aemond tries to feel bad about this, tries to feel chagrin for having followed his instincts again, and nothing comes up: no pain, no humiliation, just peace and a sense of fulfillment he’s never experienced after sex. Why does it have to be you, the prisoner he will have to send back to their rightful husband, that makes him feel this way? Why are the Gods so cruel? Is this the price he has to pay for being a kinslayer? Having a sliver of peace and seeing it fade away? He cradles your face against his chest, he is not willing to let you go, not yet.

Later, Aemond cleans the mess between your legs with his destroyed shirt, gentle movements against your still sensitive lips, until no evidence of your coupling remains, but the throbbing you still feel. With care he helps you wear your dress and knots the strings keeping it together. He is surprised when you clean him up, cheeks aflame while murmuring that you don't have to; you don't even answer him, you just say how sorry you are for having destroyed his shirt.

The walk back to the castle is silent, broken only by Vhagar’s and Sunfyre's snores. The guards at the small door don't say a word, again they make space between your cloaked body and theirs, as if you are poisonous. Once you are back to your cell, curiosity wins.

"Why were those men afraid of touching me? Last time everyone wanted a piece of my skin".

Aemond uhms as he considers his words. He is proud of what he did but he doesn't want to scare you away with savagery; how little he knows the North and its inhabitants!

"The man who attacked you was punished, his right hand removed. If anyone tries to hurt you again, they'll lose both hands. If a third tries, then it's their hands and one foot. You can imagine what happens to the fourth man".

He doesn't know what to expect from you, surely not your appreciative words of praise and your pupils enlarging again, desire burning there like a summertime fire, surprising him with its intensity, his cock starting to stir, just in case.

"I bid you goodnight, Daughter of the North" he says bowing with a hand on his heart

"Aemond, wait!" you say walking towards him.

He stops, his eye watching you like a hawk when you raise a hand to his hair. He doesn't stop your movements as you push your fingers in his mane.

"There! - you say waiving a piece of grass in front of his face - you had it in your hair"

"Thank you, Daughter of the North" he answers, voice soft and hoarse.

Only when he is back to his chambers, he realizes you haven't used his title. Down in your cell, you don’t even notice what you just did.

Later, doubts and fears attack you, unsure of what to expect now, where you stand with Aemond.

Laying with him had been inevitable, the pull between you two too strong to fight; had it changed everything, though? You have little to no hopes of safety if you make it back home, moreover after your infidelity; as much of a brutal monster your husband is, at least you know what to expect with him, but with Aemond? His gentleness could be pure manipulation, but his tears seemed real, his sorrow true. Would his conscience bite him tomorrow, would he treat you worse, just to cancel what he did?

You toss and turn, uncomfortable on your cot, tired from the lovemaking and wired up by the uncertainty that’s Aemond Targaryen. You know how men think, you know that your body is nothing more than another battlefield, you know that most men stop respecting the person they desire, the moment they lie with them; is Aemond Targaryen like this? Will you be easy prey for every man, now that he’s had his piece of you?

Everythig taglist: @hightowhxre

Aemond taglist: @phantoms-main-blog

#aemond targaryen #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen x y/n #the winner takes it all

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thecreaturecodex · 3 months

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One specific question, one general one.

The specific - What's a good monster, related to plants, undead, or both, to use when representing something that, let's say, fell from the sky, crashed in a lumber yard, and when a usually cold-hearted, fearless boss comes to investigate, it scares him so much for the rest of his life that he tells nobody and immediately abandons the camp? Something that's terrifying, but something that wouldn't just kill him outright. I wanna introduce a bit of terror to my party since in-game, it's coming close to the equivalent of the Halloween season.

The more general (and maybe more important one) - How do you manage your own disparate ideas into a more cohesive homebrew storyline? I've got a lot of ideas and themes but I'm realizing my choice paralysis and desire to do something cool for my players is hindering me in tying together themes to make something that will actually be in service to the players fun.

Big fan for actual years, btw. You're one of the best homebrew writers and a vital part of our group's games in Red Hand, Shackled City, and eventually Age of Worms. Thank you for your work.

Thank you so much for your kind words!

Now, for your first question, I do have a fair amount of plants from space in the Codex, since it's a popular SF trope. The hyphal brain, vegalpree or beula could all serve the role you have in mind.

For the second, well, I'd say don't be afraid to be self-indulgent. Not every idea needs to tie into a Big Theme, and the players, if they're bought in, might end up supplying some of the linkages for you. Probably the best homebrew game I've ever run was Sharn Freelance Police, which was a D&D 3.5 game set in Eberron, where the PCs were detectives. It was intended to be a case of the week investigative game, and by the end of it had all sorts of recurring plots, villains and an overarching theme. By the end, it was about the arms dealing House Cannith working with the Order of the Emerald Claw in order to cause a civil war in Kaarnath, ending with Vol coming out of the shadows to claim the throne and start openly engaging in eugenics. But that plot wasn't in every session, and a lot of the cases they took were random one-offs that tied into stuff I had on hand or things I was into. There was a session that was a parody of Sweeney Todd, but it turned out it was dire rats being baked into pies when they thought it was people. There was a scientist interested in monsters who consulted on cases about aberrations and symbionts, who ended up using what he got from the Freelance Police to mutate himself and try his hand at supervillainy. There was even an arc where one of the characters died, came back as the undead, and didn't tell anyone for a couple of weeks. And despite the big mishmash of tones and themes, everyone had a great time, and that game and its characters are still remembered fondly almost 20 years later.

And looking at those APs you mentioned, they also kind of go all over the place. Age of Worms, for example. Telling the story of discovering and fighting against the cult of a undead-themed demigod doesn't need to have a tournament arc, or a fancy dinner party in a palace full of sideshow performers, or a canyon where giants breed carrion crawlers to make siege weapon ammo... but all of that makes the game a lot of fun.

#feedback #tabletop rpgs #D&D #pathfinder rpg #eberron

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girlfriendsofthegalaxy · 1 year

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tuesday again 4/11/2023

more concise than usual. don't get used to it.

listening

the trombone is an underutilized instrument in indie rock. this is a delightful music video, the vocals bother me a lot less now that i know they're deliberately going for a robotic effect.

youtube

if you liked the Killing Eve soundtrack (largely brought to you by Unloved and Junoire), that sort of very smooth lightly psych-rock flavored thinking woman's music to smoke clove cigarettes to while slouching around used bookstores, you may like this song! reading this back it sounds kind of snotty but sometimes you need a french woman main character song to make doing errands feel like being on a secret mission

i found one of their previous albums, Psycho Tropical Berlin, sort of a one-hit wonder with Hypsoline (the credits song for As Above So Below) but it really is a fucking banger

i want the album art as a shirt So Bad but not enough to pay $25 shipping from france about it.

i think this was off the spotify weekly discover playlist? can't imagine where else i would have run across it

reading

remember the vampire-adjacent private detective novels i was reading? not the ones from last week, the earlier ones. the author alexis hall chucks you a free short story Sand and Ruin and Gold if u sign up for his mailing list.

i think the orca comparisons are a touch heavy-handed at times, but the imagery in this thing...i really am a sucker for the rot of a coastal tourist trap. i bear no fondness, but i do give them a weary nod of acknowledgement. this town is a construct for other people to enjoy. i typed out a very long thing about how the economics of tourism shaped the town and everything about the civic calendar down to the school year, but--it was not really meant to have real residents or be a real place. there was absolutely nothing to do and nowhere to hang out without paying for anything in the off season.

It was just after closing on Reunification Day, the last of the stragglers gathered up and banished back to their world. A spiral of faded, plastic bunting from the celebrations had blown into one of the pools. I went to get a pole to hook it out but heard a splash and turned in time to see Nerites leap from the water in a gleam of skin and scales. The wind whisked the ribbon from between his fingers, and he reached after it, his body twisting sinuously in the air before he crashed into the pool again.

I’d never seen him—or any of them—move like that before. The jumps and slides we taught them were supposed to mimic their natural behaviours, but they rarely performed them spontaneously. And this was something else again: a wild leap and an ungainly splash, more beautiful to me than the most perfect bow or spin because it seemed so absolutely heedless.

He surfaced again, almost vertical, spinning in the pale-grey spray, one hand catching for the bunting’s tail. A tug, and it tumbled from the sky, nothing but a lifeless piece of string.

i am beginning to remember that all the shit that really sticks in my brain is in short stories and novellas you (general, including me) have never heard of.

watching

star wars resistance. i am finding this far more enjoyable than the bad batch or the mandalorian bc it has something of a storyline that it sticks to, even though most of the runtime is a teen... he's not really a teen, he was a new republic pilot so he's probably like twenty but in my heart he's like fifteen. part of the appeal of ds9 for me was a very consolidated set of recurring background characters and getting to see that there are other things/factions/people all working for their own ends. baby's first practice spy mission.

the ship design is really killer: it asks and answers the question "what if a pirate spaceship was also a galleon?"

i find myself excited to watch the next episode, which is not a familiar feeling when i watch star wars stuff. i really hope s2 holds my interest as much as s1 did.

why am i doing this? i have seen all the star wars except for: most of the LEGO stuff, most of the addendum and errata for tcw (including the crystal crisis arc), the holiday special, and most of the droids and ewoks animated shows. like i am Really scraping the bottom of the barrel here, even though i'm not really sure why this show fell into such obscurity.

playing

a bit cranky with weird west, bc i think to get past this stealth level i will have to dismiss my companion (can't seem to knock out guards unless i'm standing up, the companion AI has a very loose definition of "staying close" and is only "invisible" if you're also crouching, and you can't direct your companion to stay put in one place OR to stay close/stay crouched permanently. i may have exhausted most of the appeal of the world on my first fifteen-hour run through the first story. i am more than a little disappointed bc i did have a fuckton of fun in those fifteen hours and was expecting the good times to continue.

making

still halfheartedly poking away at the baby blanket, less than half a repeat this week and i don't feel like getting up, digging the blanket out of the catproof bag, and putting enough lights on for a real photo. this is repeat 7/10 tho so we are slowly approaching the end

#tuesday again #tuesday again no problem #Bandcamp

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yakool-foolio · 8 months

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Why do you like Yakou so much? (Not saying I judge your opinion)

Before the game released, I already hopelessly attached myself to Yakou. His design instantly caught my attention when the illustrations were released. I couldn't stop myself from holding a grudge with the marketing as Yakou was omitted from a lot of the trailers due to his smoking. I planned to cosplay him out of spite and dedication, and that plan is coming into fruition as we speak (but that's a story for another time).

I've always found myself attached to parental figure characters, those who instinctively guide and protect while freely showing a soft side. Harry Mason from Silent Hill and Ethan Winters from Resident Evil 7 & 8 are two examples that immediately come to mind. They're both fathers who go through hell and back to save their kids, inevitably sacrificing themselves for their protection. Their legacies live on in the ones they looked after, remembrance of their mentorship providing a boost of strength. If this rings some bells, it echoes a lot of my past discussion of Yakou's character and his dynamic with Yuma. Harry and Cheryl/Heather Mason; Ethan and Rose Winters; Yakou Furio and Yuma Kokohead. Just some father figures with their supernatural kids heh.

It also comes down to Yakou being Just Some Guy™, another character archetype I enjoy. Among all these super-powered detectives, Yakou gets by with his street smarts and his training at the WDO. With hard work and a deep passion for his career, he passed the exam and became chief of his own agency. Despite having no special ability, he still made it farther than many other detectives could. Also he's incredibly funny when his dialogue is meant to be comedic! Desuhiko's DLC was an absolute joy because the interactions between Yakou and Desuhiko made me laugh more than I ever thought it would. The DLC would've lost a lot of its charm without it.

I know I've rambled about this to no ends so I'll keep this part short, but Yakou's storyline interweaving with Yomi's is my favorite plot point in all of Rain Code. The way these two's actions mirror each other's as they fight for revenge enraptured me while I played. Analyzing their dynamic satisfied my cracked-up writer brain to no end. I spent much less time worrying about the homunculi project than I did writing paragraphs exclaiming my awe at how Hitman Zilch fit right in to mirror Fink! Before I go off the rails, I'll settle down here. I hope this served as a decently thorough explanation of a fair amount of my points for liking Yakou. Ramble over!

#in summary: charismatic blue father figure #class is dismissed #rain code spoilers #rain code #yakou furio

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elllteo · 4 months

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🎹 🙌 🍀sends u these for whichever oc u wanna do!!!!!!!!!!!!

WAHOO LETS SEE

🎹 : Do they have any hobbies?

Matteo - He writes his own music and also plays a few instruments! He wanted to go into music production for college, but that never worked out. He also really likes to write - he writes buffy the vampire fics, and many of them are self insert or smutty LMAO. He'd get into x-files too once someone showed it to him :)

Ellis - He does embroidery! His mother taught him and he's really into it. He also watches trashy soap operas - and he draws, but most people don't know it and wont get a chance to see it. He's very good - he would've done something more arts or sports related if his father hadn't pushed him towards being a detective u_u

Blake - He cooks (if you consider his chefly abominations cooking). He doodles. He games like a gamer. He causes fights on purpose. But more than anything. He likes to take pictures :)

Vance - Classical music enjoyer and also Hyperpop enjoyer. Hobby wise....he works. gfkjshdf He's worse than Ellis.

Julia - Walks...she likes to wander a lot, but in doing so, she often gets lost. fgkjshdflgk They've had to track her down a few times before her phone battery died. Dangerous game she plays.

🙌 : How many siblings do they have?

Matteo & Blake - Siblings!! Except they have like 5 more half siblings they don't know about and probably never meet!!! Thanks mystery-dad! :D

Here's them being stupid little rat-creature-babies when they're supposed to be in BED

Ellis & Erin - They're the only siblings they have. And also really the only close family left, either. Sadge :(

Travis - He has two sisters who are twins...I still need to make them tho so shhhh FGFKLSJHDF

Vance - An only child if you don't count...whatever she is. Or the ones before.

Julia - Her mother and fathers least favorite only child.

🍀 : What inspired this oc?

Okay this is a fun question bc I drop the Matteo lore every chance I get bc its so funny to me. Ferret inspired little man. But the truth is, the others...all came about because the world Matteo resides in, needed them?

LIKE GFJKSHGFL He is the sun around which the ocs I have created rotate even if they don't really ever interact, bc through him I start thinking about gaps in the world or things that would be fun to add. He's the filter and everyone who appears is condensed little nuggets of an idea.

Vance exists because he needed a Boss. In needing a Boss, Vance's storyline also very nicely added up to being a catalist.

Julia exists because the plot needed a hook. Because of that, she's developed into something more, and my wife and I are actually in the middle of reworking her purpose to better fit agency into her whole situation.

Others came about for similar reasons - what is this story missing, and who can I fit into it to help fill it out?

From there idk. I just take elements that feel like the right "vibe" from the mental library in my brain and fiddle with it until it looks/feels right....it's not often a very directly-inspired-take??? Moreso I'm not often entirely aware of the influences going into the oc, bc I do it based on vibes KJKJGHSLKDJF

I hope that helps bc I don't really have direct inspiration for other ocs!!!

Vance looks like slender man I guess but that's more an unintentional side effect of him being Wrong and arriving at the same kind of place. Divergent evolution or something??? LMAO

#answers #ocs #oc stuff #ellteocs #teehee #my art #long post

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shatteredfears-arch · 2 years

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aLSO all DC muses being added/are already here, which i’m posting bc i don’t have bios posted for all of them so this is a quick rundown. as generally known, the main plotline of this blog is one big universe, but ofc, there are basis for these characters personality traits. And the main verse that is this blog’s verse has a mix of S/nyder and R/eeves, we don’t accept hate to either here. Also technically J/oker 2019. minor comic and other influences but i take what fits into the main world as my wild colorful brain views it (and yes, as an autistic, I view things differently than the non auts who call me names or choose to insult me-- too bad so sad for u tho i’m friends w the block button)

(obvious content warnings considering the fandom, a lot of these ppl are murderers, one of them considers consent 'optional' canonically, even in her 'good person' phase. some of these people are serial killers. gordon's chill but he's also a cop so that defaultly makes him not great when, like me, you're not white. he's not white either tho, and is trying to fix the issue from the inside, but it's still not a great career. if anyone knows anything abt pamela's backstory, i'm not mentioning it here, but that girl's been through it okay.)

B/rucey Wayne, obvs E/d Nashton, unfortunately, tho he’s technically an NPC/by request H/arvey D/ent, with a different take primarily based on T/elltale, where yknow, he becomes evil whether he’s mutilated or not. stop being gross DC if T/elltale a company owned by gross ppl can do it so can you. H/arley Q/uinn, who’s been here, she’s not an original take she’s based off her og solo run but ppl think ‘oh she’s mean’ means original take when thats LITERALLY WHO SHE WAS BEFORE THEY WATERED HER DOWN TO HEROFY HER I dont accept that arc here. but i'm also not including all the canonical times she's forced consent on others, aka pushing J/oker into sex, breaking into floyd's house and laying naked in his bed and bullying him until he agrees to have sex, pushing ivy into physical contact until ivy agrees no matter how many times they say no. yeah. none of that happens here. but i do recognize it happens in canon, even if the fandom refuses to. al/exis k/aye, aka p/unchline, also a mostly original storyline not entirely following the comics, but idk i think she’s neat du/ella d/ent, aka h/arvey’s bio daughter who he was so disappointed wasn’t twins he chose to ignore entirely, bc even tho i love harv/ey he is a terrible dad. case in point, his daughter’s obsession w villains and calling herself their daughters (she’s been j/okers daughter, ri/ddler’s daughter, etc, her coping mechanism is a piece of work). pre her taking that route tho, but she is presently obsessed with E/dward post TB2022. floyd la/wton, aka d/eadshot, based on older comics, with hints of ss2016 but not a lot, deffo inspo from jltas and games tho. i will never write fl/oyd x h/arley please never ask me, she literally wouldn’t leave him alone and broke into his house and sat naked in his bed until he’d have sex w her in canon. we’re not doing that here. keep that away from me. s/ofia f/alcone, carmine’s legitimate daughter and therefore selina’s half sister. inheritor of carmine’s entire criminal bs, but because she wasn’t a player at the time, now has to become a player in the war for head of gotham crime. jane mo/riarty, technically started as an original interpretation of a moriarty sibling from s/herlock h/olmes, but i plotted and developed a DC plot relating to her in the TB2022 universe, so she’s here now. university professor by day, weaving the web of gotham’s underground criminal schemes by night. J/ames G/ordon, currently a detective in go/tham, not yet commissioner, trusts batsy entirely but doesn’t let the team know about his affiliation with him. uncle to and eventually adopted father of his niece, b/arbara g/ordon, when his brother and sister in law die in a car crash.

P/amela I/sley, who is mostly based between older comics (including her runs in the SS) and A/rkhamverse, NOT watering her down the way the comics and shows did to just turn her into ‘har/ley’s girlfriend’ nor will i pretend the canonical interpretation of their ship is somehow healthy when they’ve beaten the shit out of and mentally abused each other to no end. in general if you want a healthy ship, don’t look towards h/arley, and i/vy deserves better, but all in all I am not watering them down for the sake of romance. they’re villains. we can write them as healthily as we can plot if you want, but pamela deserves better than what the comics and that show have done for her. and the fandom as a whole tbh, which is why i love the interpretations i follow over canon 99% of the time. and if you wanna plot/write w any of them lmk and hit me up w a plot if u have one, or if you wanna try and get to a comic point or game point or anything, it can be discussed, but i will not jump into ships w pamela, alexis, or ivy. everyone else is a case by case basis.

anyways here's the new carrd. almost none of the characters mentioned have bios btw that's why i'm posting this here lol.

#bc everytime i post smthn w pam i get fake accts messaging me abt wanting to write canon scenes that are majorly abusive and getting mad at #everytime i say no lol #'it's a different canon to--' funny how that's only ever said #to excuse hypocrisy #don't think i don't notice i'm autistic i notice almost everything #the slightest hint that you're being weird to me i fucking notice #removing me from your list bc you found sb else who you like writing w more???? yeah i noticed that too lol #i just didn't say anything but i notICED #thx #anyways #abuse cw #sa cw #out.#i love hq don't get me wrong #90% of the fandom including those that recognize that all her ships are abusive not just jhq but h/ivy is too lol #even the ppl that DO recognize that #claim her forcing consent is okay bc 'it's played off as a joke!!!' and no #forcing consent isn't a joke #showing up in a man's bed completely naked when he's already told you no MULTIPLE times isn't okay either #and i'm tired of ppl pretending she's only a victim like she's been a victim yes #but she victimizes others s o much she's a horrible person #and the worst kind of manipulator #she's bubbly and lovably too don't get me wrong she isn't aware she's doing it #but that doesn't make it okay #alexis is so cool tho this bitch LITERALLY manipualted the entire world via social media #to get clear cut off of being held legally responsible for anything #and make the batfam look bad #she's an evil genius it's just a shame that #her current personality is so similar to harley's original personality #ran out of tags BUT if anyone wants me to do this for each fandom things are coming in/out of lmk bc i may

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linuxgamenews · 1 month

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Get Ready for Trust No One Launches: Blurring Reality and Fiction

Trust No One launches the point-and-click detective adventure game on Linux, Mac, and Windows PC. Thanks to the skilled team at Triomatica Games for their exceptional work. Available now on Steam. Trust No One launches you into a world where every detail matters and the line between reality and fiction blurs. Since I've seen my fair share of interactive adventures, I'm here to tell you why this experience stands out on Linux. First off, the visual appeal is undeniable. Since each scene is hand-drawn, oozing charm and detail. It's not just about looking pretty; these visuals transport you straight into the heart of Kyiv, Ukraine. The creators didn't just dream up locations; they drew inspiration from actual buildings and spots in the city. This attention to detail launches a further layer of authenticity to Trust No One that's hard to come by. The point-and-click detective adventure through this story is not a passive one. You're not just moving from point A to B; you're solving puzzles, engaging in mini-games that make sense in the context of the story. Since this isn't about random challenges thrown in for the sake of it. Each puzzle feels like it belongs, while adding depth to the storyline.

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The atmosphere is another standout feature. It's a blend of mystery, conspiracy, and detective work that keeps you on your toes. You're not just observing; you're part of the story, unraveling the layers of a complex plot. Trust No One due to launch you into your own detective novel, but with the added benefit of interacting with the world around you. Being vigilant is key. This isn't a world where things are handed to you on a silver platter. In Trust No One you need to be observant, putting together pieces of information, sometimes from the most unexpected places. Since it challenges you to think differently, to approach problems in unique ways. Triomatica, the studio behind this, has a track record of creating engaging experiences. They're the minds behind "Boxville," which earned accolades for its innovative approach. Trust No One is a continuation of this trend, pushing boundaries and launching into what an interactive narrative can be. Trust No One point-and-click detective adventure is more than just a way to pass time; it launches an experience that engages your brain, eyes, and curiosity. It also invites you to dive deep into a world of intrigue and challenges, wrapped in a visually stunning package. For anyone who likes a good story, appreciates art, and enjoys a challenge, this is not to be missed. Available on Steam on Linux, Mac, and Windows PC.

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deanstead · 3 years

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Somebody’s Watching

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

Request by danipearl16: Request- Jay has a girlfriend that nobody knows about and then they get a case where she’s being stalked and her stalker is killings women that seem to remind him of her and it turns out to be her ex-boyfriend from high school and Jay starts going downhill a little bit because he’s worried about her. Also his girlfriend is more on the younger than his side by 7 years

Word Count: 4,365

Warnings: cursing, mention of sexual assault/misconduct (non-graphic), mention of non-con touching, stalking, minor OC death, mention of injury, angst, fluff

A/N: Please beware of the triggers before you continue reading! I changed some parts to fit into the storyline but I still hope you like what I did with it! I’m pretty excited about this fic so I really really hope yall will like it! It’s my first time writing such a detailed case in so I hope it turned out well? Please hit me up and let me know what you think! Love yall!

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You looked up from where you were sprawled on the couch, fiddling with your phone. Jay was sitting at the table, a small frown across his face as he pored over case notes.

Jay usually didn’t bring his work home with him but they’d just closed a big case and he had spent a whole week in the district. So instead of spending more time there to finish the paperwork, Jay had opted to bring it home instead.

You smiled to yourself just as Jay looked up. “Sorry babe.” He said, making a little face at the papers strewn across the table.

Chuckling, you climbed off the couch and moved towards him. You stood behind him, looping your arms around his shoulders, resting your chin on his shoulder. “I missed you.” You whispered.

Jay turned slightly, tugging you so that you now landed in his lap.

“Missed you too.” He whispered, smiling as one of his arms snaked around your waist, holding you securely to him, another hand reaching up to cup your cheek. “Sorry I’ve been busy.”

You shook your head, smiling.

You’d been dating for a while but no one else knew. Both of you had agreed to keep it on the down low, partly because of your age difference. Even though you had agreed you’d keep it quiet at least for the first few months, it had been a lot more than that and it had been going so well that you didn’t really want to purposefully invite anyone into this world that Jay and you had created for yourselves. Rather than keeping it a secret, you guys just hadn’t made the effort to tell anyone or publicize it to the world. This also meant that when he was stuck at the district, you didn’t get to see him but on such days, Jay was always mindful about checking in.

“What’s on your mind?” Jay asked.

“Just thinking I’m lucky to have you.” You responded, leaning in to try to give him a hug. Instead, Jay stroked your cheek and pressed his lips to yours. “Now, I really need to finish this.”

You laughed. “Go forth.”

---

Jay had taken a few well-deserved days of furlough, which he had mostly spent curled up with you. You didn’t have any complaints, it had been just what you both needed.

But Intelligence couldn’t catch a break. It was Jay’s first day back and now, he was already walking up to a crime scene.

Jay pushed the yellow crime scene tape upwards, letting Hailey walk through ahead of him before following behind her.

“What do we have?” Jay asked, approaching the spot where Adam and Kim were standing.

Kim turned. “Kate Whitewood, 22, stabbed multiple times.”

“She’s not in the system. No priors, nothing.” Adam added.

“No belongings on her?” Voight asked, looking around.

Adam shook his head. Jay frowned. “There’s barely any blood here.”

Kevin nodded, jogging forward to join them. “This is probably just the dump site. She must have been killed elsewhere.”

Hailey stood from where she had bent to examine the body. “She has defensive wounds on her. Maybe we’ll get lucky and find skin under her fingernails.”

Jay bent forward slightly. “What are those? Marks around her neck? We need to get her to the ME to get the exact cause of death.”

“Kim, bag her hands and get forensics to run a deluxe.” Voight said, as Kim nodded.

“My CI works this street, let me see what I can find out.” Jay said, turning away.

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“So Kate was last seen at this bar right in town.” Hailey said, walking in and sticking a screenshot onto the board, which showed a camera view of the street outside the bar.

Kate could be seen on the image, her head turned slightly as she waved to someone, a man standing by her side. Hailey tapped the image.

“We can’t find this guy. His face is always turned away from the camera, facial recognition is out.”

Voight nodded. “Jay, have you heard from your CI?”

Jay nodded, resting slightly against Hailey’s desk, his arms crossed in front of him. “My guy says there haven’t been any deals going down. I think we can rule out drugs or gangs. Streets have been quiet ever since that big bust we did last month.”

“It was 28 degrees out last night, ME couldn’t find the exact time of death. But there were signs she was raped, signs of asphyxiation and five penetration wounds from a knife.” Kevin said, opening the file he had gotten from the medical examiner earlier.

Voight turned to Kim. “Who was she?”

Kim sighed. “Kate was a hard worker, she had just started her job as a receptionist at a dentist’s office in South Loop. Dad’s MIA, Mum’s remarried and relocated to New York so she’s living on her own.”

“Have we found who she was with last night?”

Adam nodded. “I’ve gone through her phone. Looks like she was meeting her friend Grace at the club last night.”

“We need to talk to her. I want to know about the last day of Kate’s life. Timeline. Check all sex offenders in the area. Comb her social media. Let’s go.” Voight instructed.

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Jay knocked on the main door, glancing sideways at Hailey. The door swung open.

“Grace Archer? I’m Detective Upton, this is Detective Halstead, can we come in?” Hailey asked.

She furrowed her brows. “What’s this about?”

“You’re friends with Kate Whitewood?” Hailey asked, without directly answering her question. She nodded and without missing a beat, Hailey continued, “We need to ask you a few questions about last night.”

Grace stepped back to let them in, her face falling as she led them to the sitting room.

“I heard from her parents. The whole thing’s horrible.” Grace whispered, wrapping her hands around herself.

“Can you tell us what you remember?” Jay asked.

Grace looked up. “Kate’s boyfriend had broken up with her a few months ago, so I took her out. She needed to get out again.”

“Were you approached by anyone?” Hailey asked.

“Several.” She answered.

“Anyone that stood out?”

Grace paused, trying to recall. “Kate didn’t even really want to go. She barely looked at the guys… except…”

Hailey sat up a little. “There must have been something about this guy that she left with, something unique. We have a photo of him on the surveillance tape. Flashy?”

Grace nodded, “Yeah, he had this like... attitude… like he was hitting on us but he was making a joke of it at the same time.” She paused. “The last thing she told me was that she had a great time… I shouldn’t have forced her to come out.”

“This isn’t your fault.” Hailey leaned over and patted Grace comfortingly on the arm. “Thanks for talking to us. Please call us if you think of anything else.”

As Jay walked out of Grace’s house with Hailey, he looked at his partner. “This guy’s confident, he’s smooth and it doesn’t look like he knew Kate or Grace.”

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For the rest of the day, the team had almost combed through the whole of Kate’s whereabouts before she had disappeared and all they had was a big fat nothing.

Jay typed a quick text to you to let you know that he wasn’t going to be able to come over tonight.

You read the text, smiling a little. Jay was busy but it was cute that he always kept you informed. You stopped walking, typing back a reply to tell him it was okay and to do what he had to do, before you kept her phone back into your pocket.

You walked along the street, the same street you walked on every night, frowning a little. You turned around, scanning the street behind you.

You could swear that it was like someone was watching you, or following you. But the street was empty. This wasn’t the first time you had had this feeling - like the little hairs on the back of your neck were standing but you had nothing to back up this feeling you had.

Holding your bag tighter against you, you pushed yourself forward, quickening your footsteps, only letting up as you passed the safety of your apartment building’s front door.

As you passed the threshold of your apartment and closed the door behind you, you pulled out your phone, staring at it for a while. Part of you wanted to call Jay, to hear his voice and have him tell you that you were just tired, imagining things. But the rational part of your brain convinced yourself that everything was okay, reminding you that Jay was so busy and deep in a case, he really shouldn’t have to worry about you.

Ultimately, you put your phone on the counter, chuckling at yourself. Maybe you really were too tired.

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By the next morning, another body had turned up, not two streets away from the first dump site.

Jay felt an uneasy feeling spread in the pit of his stomach as he stared at the photo of the new victim that was already up on the board. They had a serial killer in Chicago and this guy’s victim type had physical characteristics that were scarily similar to you.

“Jay.” Hailey broke Jay out of his thoughts. “Emma Green, 23, strangulation marks, six stab wounds.”

Jay turned to his partner and nodded. “Did they go to the same club?”

Hailey handed Jay a file. “No, but look at what we picked up on the surveillance camera.” Jay opened the file, studying the photo.

“This is our guy isn’t it?” He pointed at a male figure who was standing next to their second victim, his face still hidden from the camera, wearing a plain cap.

“Hey guys, I might have found a link.” Kim said, walking in. “I checked the employee records and there’s a bartender that works in both clubs and he was on shift on each day our victims went missing. He’s got a prior for aggravated assault and harassment.”

“We’ll take it.” Jay said, grabbing his jacket and heading out of the district.

Hailey fell into step next to him, glancing at him. “Jay, you okay?”

Jay nodded. “Let’s just get this son of a bitch.”

They travelled the rest of the way in silence. Hailey seemed to pick up that this case was affecting Jay differently but she didn’t press further, allowing Jay to lead the way into the closed club.

“Ben Carlton?”

The bartender looked up from where he was, his eyes falling onto the police badge that was hung around Jay’s neck.

In a sudden motion, he ducked out and ran.

“Hey, stop!” Jay yelled, as both he and Hailey launched themselves after him, Hailey shooting out the front door to try to head him off.

“5021 George, I have a suspect fleeing on foot.” Jay called into his radio, sprinting after the bartender.

The bartender barely made it onto the next street before Hailey flung herself at him around the corner, rolling onto the ground as Jay pulled out his gun. “Don’t move!” He yelled, as Hailey pulled the bartender to his feet.

“Let’s go.” Jay snarled.

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“It wasn’t me!” Ben yelled as he sat in the interrogation room, facing Jay and Hailey.

Jay sighed internally, watching Ben’s reactions and the way he was answering the questions Hailey was shooting at him.

“Those were mistakes, I didn’t do this!” He yelled again.

Jay pushed himself upright, getting up from where he was leaning against the wall and pushing the photos of the victims onto the table. “This. Look at this. We can place these girls at the bars you worked at just before they died.”

“Look.” Ben said, looking up at Jay. “I saw them but they left before I even finished my shift.”

Jay glanced at Hailey. “Who did they leave with?” Hailey asked.

Ben looked from Hailey to Jay. “Look, I don’t know the guy, he’s not a regular. But he’s white, about their age. I noticed him because he headed for them the moment that he walked in. Like he knew they were there.”

Before Jay or Hailey moved, a knock came from the door.

“You guys gotta see this.” Adam said, sticking his head in.

“Sit tight.” Jay said to Ben, following Adam outside, where Kevin was waiting as well.

Kevin handed the file to Jay. “We got another one.” Jay flipped open the file, which told him what he already feared. Another victim, of a physical type that not only matched the first two victims but also you.

Jay looked up. “His cooling off period is getting shorter. We need to get this son of a bitch.”

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The feeling was getting a little stronger that someone had been watching you.

You glanced over your shoulder but as usual the street was empty. Maybe you needed to stop staying late.

You turned back towards the front. There were sounds of footsteps but you swallowed the lump in your throat, quickening your pace as discreetly as you could.

It definitely felt like someone was following you now. You were almost running by the time you rounded the corner, colliding with someone.

You gave a yelp of surprise.

“Y/N!”

You had collided with Jay.

You let out a breath, spinning around to look over your shoulder.

“What’s going on? You okay?” Jay’s eyes snapped from you to the empty street behind you.

You turned back to look at Jay. Now that he was standing in front of you, it didn’t seem that scary anymore - maybe you had imagined the whole thing.

You shook your head, taking one last glance behind you. “What are you doing here? You finished the case?”

Jay smiled but the smile didn’t really reach his eyes. “Just wanted to check in on you. I have to go back soon.”

You reached for his hand without saying anything and that’s how the both of you walked back to your apartment, your hand clenched securely in his, almost like the both of you had a tight bubble around you.

You could tell Jay’s mind was far away, and it was even more unlike him to come see you in the middle of a case. You knew there was something troubling him but you weren’t one to press. Jay would tell you when he felt he could or he wanted to.

Instead, you just squeezed his hand.

Almost as if you were prying him from his thoughts, Jay looked at you and smiled. He pulled you closer to him, tucking you under his arm.

“You’re okay, right?” You asked, without looking up at him, just as he escorted you to your door.

Jay turned to look at you and nodded. “I will be, once this case is over.” He leaned forward to give you a kiss. “If anything happens, you call me, okay? No matter what.”

You raised an eyebrow but nodded at him, watching him disappear into the elevator before you retreated back into your apartment.

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Intelligence had been tirelessly chasing down leads but they now had four bodies and Voight was getting pressure to solve this quickly as well. They needed a break in this case and fast.

“Okay, let’s regroup, what do we have so far?” Voight barked.

“All four victims were raped and found with multiple stab wounds. We know he picks up his victims from bars and appears non-threatening enough that his victims are willing to leave with him.” Jay said, getting up.

Hailey headed to the board, frowning. “We dumped their phones but we weren’t able to find any connection between the victims other than their physical type.” Hailey cast a look at Jay, which Voight didn’t miss. “I think he’s working his way up to something.”

“Hey guys?” Kim spoke up as she walked back in, flipping open the file sitting on her desk. “I went back over the first murder to see if we missed anything. Look at this.”

Kim pulled in her chair, zooming into the photo. “This badge here on his jacket, it’s barely visible so we missed it the first few times. I sent it to the lab to see if they could enhance the image and this is what I got.”

Kim clicked and up popped the crest of a high school. “Look, it’s not just a general badge. Look at the year.”

“Okay, that is the crest for Lincoln High. It’s a jacket given to those who graduated that year.” Kevin said, frowning at it.

“I’ll run the list of students who graduated in that year.” Jay barked, heading straight for his desk, his fingers flying across his keyboard.

Cross-checking was the worst job ever but the moment Jay’s eyes landed on your name on the list of graduates, he pulled it together, eliminating the women, men who had moved out of state or country, until finally he only had three names on the list.

“Okay, I have a Steven Miller, Charles Shoemaker and John Marlin.” Jay finally spoke up as everyone looked up. “But only Steven Miller has priors.”

“For harassment, sexual misconduct, and attempted assault. Sarge, this has to be our guy.” Jay looked up at Voight.

“Do we have an LKA?” Voight asked.

“Already on it.” Adam said.

“Go pick him up.” Adam nodded, motioning to Kevin as they headed out.

Something was bugging Jay. Steven Miller. That name was…

Fuck.

Jay pushed back his chair, entering Voight’s office without knocking and closing the door behind him.

“Sarge.”

Voight looked up, frowning a little at the look on Jay’s face. He put down his pen and leaned back in his chair, looking up at Jay.

“I’ve heard Miller’s name before. It was bugging me, but I remember now.”

Voight sat up straighter.

“I’m seeing his ex-girlfriend.” The words slipped past Jay’s lips. “Sarge, everything makes sense now. The physical type, the way he’s building up because his actual target…” Jay trailed off.

You had told Jay about Steven just once. You hadn’t gone into detail but you had told Jay about the short period that you had been together with Steven – his need for control over all aspects of your life, how he had always been a little rough, how he hadn’t taken any form of rejection well, and how you’d ended it the day he struck you.

“Take Hailey.”

Jay was already halfway to the door.

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You had left early today.

It had been a while since you had done such an early shift but you’d been feeling more and more uneasy while walking home at night and the news coverage on the murders that were happening at the moment didn’t help.

You didn’t need Jay to tell you that you looked exactly like those girls who had been murdered. It was clear as day.

You fiddled with the key in the lock, opening the door.

You felt your heart drop into your stomach as you registered the person standing in front of you. In your house.

“Steven.” You muttered, your voice trembling, barely registering the butt of a gun heading towards your temple before it went dark.

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Hailey hadn’t said anything but she knew something was off.

“Jay, what’s going on?” She asked. “How do you know this girl’s the target?”

Jay didn’t answer but pressed harder on the accelerator, gripping the steering wheel so hard, his knuckles were white. The ringing tone going off through his bluetooth speaker in the car making him feel even worse.

“Jay.” Hailey said again. “I’m your partner.”

Jay glanced at her now. “She’s my girlfriend.”

Hailey’s eyebrows shot up. “I didn’t even know you were seeing someone.”

Jay let a beat of silence passed. “Miller’s her ex. I should have seen the signs, the physical type, everything, I…”

“Jay. She’ll be fine. Come on.” Hailey reassured him, as he turned his truck onto the familiar street.

“She’s still not answering.” Jay said, through gritted teeth. He’d been trying to call you since he had left the station.

Without hesitation, Jay bounded up the stairs, Hailey right behind him. From down the corridor, Jay could already tell your door was slightly ajar.

“Hang back.” Jay whispered, pulling out his service weapon.

Jay quietly approached the door. “Y/N?” He opened the door with his foot, freezing as his eyes landed on you, sitting in a chair in the middle of the room, your eyes frantic as Steven held a knife to your throat from where he stood behind you.

Jay gritted his teeth, using his foot to slam the door shut, knowing that Hailey would know what to do.

“Step away from her.” Jay growled, pointing his gun directly at Steven.

Steven smiled. “I was wondering when you’d arrive. Put that down.”

Jay grinded his teeth but didn’t move. You felt the cold blade of the knife press against your skin and inhaled sharply.

“Put. It. Down.” Steven repeated.

“Okay, okay.” Jay said, glancing at you before putting his hands above his head, disarming his gun and putting it down onto the floor.

Steven smiled again, tucking a stray hair behind your ear.

“Don’t you fucking touch her.” Jay growled.

“I don’t think you’re in a position to tell me what to do.” Steven answered.

“Jay, I’m sorry.” You whispered.

Jay looked straight at you. “It’s going to be okay. You focus on me, you hear me? I’m right here.”

“We broke up a long time ago, what the hell are you doing?” You asked. You were afraid, hell you were trembling, but this was crazy and you had to help Jay to find a way out of this.

“We wouldn’t be broken up if he hadn’t come between us.” Steven snarled, moving closer towards you, his lips almost touching your ear.

Jay growled. “Leave her alone.”

Steven looked back up at Jay again.

“What, you mean don’t do this?” Steven asked, crushing his lips against yours.

“Don’t you fucking touch her!” Jay yelled. “Is that what you did? How you forced yourself on all the other girls? What do you want, Steven? What are you trying to accomplish?”

“All I wanted was to be with Y/N! But you took her.” He spat.

“So you decided to go on a rampage?” Jay asked. You saw him twitch like he was looking for something so you started talking, as much as it made you want to gag.

“Steven, why didn’t you just talk to me?” You asked, trying to distract him.

“Talk? All you care about is him!” He yelled, lifting the knife and pointing it at Jay.

It happened in a split second.

The moment he lifted the knife, Jay yelled, “Now, Y/N!”

You threw yourself forward, covering your head with your hands as you heard the gunshots go off, just two. You weren’t sure who was shooting but you didn’t move until you heard Jay’s voice again.

“Y/N, it’s okay, it’s over.” Jay whispered.

You looked up, Jay’s face hovering above you.

“Jay…”

Jay nodded, “It’s okay, come here.”

Jay pulled his arms around you.

“He…” Jay shook his head, shielding your view of Steven’s now motionless body. “Don’t look back, come on.”

Jay tried to lead you out of the apartment, barely making it to the main door before his teammates appeared. “Jay!” Kevin called, as he spotted both of you.

Jay nodded. “Thanks.” Kevin nodded, his eyes lingering on the way Jay was holding you close to his side before making way for Jay to lead you back down to the ground floor where the ambulances were waiting.

Jay led you all the way to the waiting paramedics, not even leaving your side to get himself checked.

You weren’t hurt, not really. There was a little open cut from where Steven had pressed the blade a little too hard when he had been agitated but other than that you were fine. Well, that, and that disgusting feeling that came with remembering how Steven had pressed his lips against yours.

Voight approached you and Jay. Jay squeezed your hand. “I’ll be right back.” You smiled and nodded.

Jay and Voight talked in low voices until Voight turned to look at you. “And she’s okay?”

Jay nodded. “Yeah, she is. I just need to…”

“Do what you need to do. We’ll finish up here.” Voight said, nodding and clapping Jay on the back.

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The paramedics had dressed the wound on the scene before Jay had brought you back to his apartment.

After getting you into a clean change of clothes and some warm food in you, you had ended up back in your favourite place in the world – on Jay’s couch, in Jay’s apartment, encircled in Jay’s arms.

You lay your head on Jay’s chest.

“So this was all because of me?” You asked in a low voice.

Jay sat up, looking at you. “What?”

“He killed all those women… because of me. I got them killed.” You whispered.

“No, no, baby.” Jay propped himself up, but didn’t let you go. “This is not your fault. Steven he… he did this, not you.”

You looked up at him. “He even… in front of you… he…” You could feel tears welling up in your eyes, you felt disgusting. He’d kissed you, he’d done it in front of Jay and he’d ruined everything.

You hadn’t said that much but Jay just tilted your chin upwards and kissed you. “Jay…”

“I’ll take it all away.” Jay whispered. “I’m sorry, I should have been there sooner.”

You shook your head, swiping away the tears that had slid down your cheeks.

Jay cupped your cheek again, pulling you into his chest. You balled your hand around his shirt, gripping at Jay.

“It’s okay, I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” Jay whispered.

“I’ll never let anyone touch you ever again.” He half snarled, still caressing you gently.

You leaned into his embrace, closing your eyes as the sound of Jay’s heartbeat gently lulled you back into the feeling of safety and security.

#jay halstead x reader #jay halstead #resanoona request #tw #jay halstead oneshot #jay halstead imagine #chicago pd x you

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about 5.07

yes this is about 9 1 1 show, and yes I did write this in a reblog to one post that was one more too many (the post I am talking about), but I just wanted to reiterate my love for this episode, even if most people did not like it.

This is an exact copy/paste of what I said in the reblog:

Buck and Eddie are not the only characters in the show.

Listen. I, too, kept wondering where Eddie was (most probably with Chris, after Bobby/his therapist forced Eddie to just take a day for himself, given his history), and felt rather bereft without that weekly dose of Buddie DumbSassery, but it isn’t a Wrong Move on the show’s part. It’s pretty clever actually to focus on the other characters, other plots (like the Jeffery one) while still moving forward in the most in-character way they can manage.

We see May handle her own, without Claudette coming to her “rescue”.

We see Harry’s trauma get resolved, and in a rather satisfactory way as well. Harry believes no one else has gone through what he has, that no one understands him, but the Detective talks to him, and wow I hadn’t thought of that parallel before, but that makes so much sense. Harry getting to see the Detective be at work again is the inspiration for him choosing to go back to his childhood home.

Honestly, I loved the Grant Family moments this episode. (Not adding Nash because tbh Bobby was just… there, this episode, nothing more).

Hen and Eva’s storyline got wrapped up. Yes, it seemed so out of the blue, but Eva has been a ghost to Hen and Karen for years now, in fact through Karen’s own admission Eva’s very existence haunted her. Confronting that fact this episode was a pretty neat, the theme fit, plus now we can be 99% sure Eva won’t be back! Plus this gives closure to them all.

We also see Chimney talking to Hen, and we get the confirmation that Chimney has forgiven Buck to some degree—"Buck said [Maddie’s location]“ is a clear indication that they talked to each other, that Chimney chose to finally answer Buck’s calls, was ready to face his friend after their last meeting (even if that was through a call).

Chimney is still connected to the 118, even as he chases after a ghost—Maddie. He hasn’t gone "off the rails” in his pursuit (which is a Very Real thing that can happen, and is a somewhat famous trope I believe, except Chimney has Jee-Yun, (and distantly Hen) to ground him) and is very much capable of logical thinking (proven by the fact that Chimney saved that baby).

What I’m trying to get to is this: We see Chimney’s progress in his goal. Literally. The show gave us Chimney’s progress in his own sub-plot. (And the ghost theme worked well with a blast from the past, aka Chimney’s former mentor, Eli).

Then there’s Maddie. She’s making progress, too, even if it’s off-screen. But we learn another vital thing here: she is where she had been once, with Doug, arguably her biggest demon (I’d say her Postpartum Depression is an even bigger demon, because this is internal, she has to get better and that is all she can do here, she can’t run away from her demon this time) and that just, again, fits with the theme. She’s chasing her worst memories to remind herself that she has faced worse before, that she has come up on top even then.

I’m sorry, but despite Buddie being one of my favorite ships too—because of the fandom, really, and the amazing metas I get to see, because let’s be honest there is a lot of jumping jacks of the brain needed when it comes to this show—I can’t get over how the fandom has been after this episode. 5×07 is definitely not a filler episode (unless your sole purpose for watching the show is Buddie only), it has great substance if you look for it, if you can get past your vehement need of having your OTP be in all the episodes. Season 1 wasn’t so bad, was it?

And oh, lest I forget, Taylor Kelly. We seem to be heading towards a “Taykay Begins” sort of episode, and I’m excited. She’s going to be given some backstory, something other than a “Career Focused Individual” and “Buck’s Red-Headed Hot Girlfriend.” Remember when y'all complained about Ana Flores just being a prop? Yeah, I think the show writers heard you. (Actually not, since changing scripts so fast would be hard I imagine, but still, you know what I mean).

So, yeah. 5×07 wasn’t a bad episode, it wasn’t a filler episode, and it wasn’t a flop. It just focused more on the other people on the show, and I for one loved it. 9 1 1 show is about humans and their path to healing and contentment even after the worst of tragedies have hit, it’s not a Romance show, even though romance does weave itself beautifully in the narrative that is the 9 1 1. So yeah. Good Episode.

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fruitless-nonsense · 3 years

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Okay, so I didn’t actually think anyone would care what I had to say. I just saw a post that riled me up and I wrote that to let off some steam. That being said, to everyone who liked my post or just read it thank you from the bottom of my heart. Seriously it means so much to me that there are people who notice what I have to say. That being said, I want to do more of these cause I have a lot of opinions that aren’t widespread, and I’d like to start with a post gushing about a certain character that receives too much hate. However, seeing as this isn’t a rant out of agitation this might take a bit longer to get out. With that long introduction out of the way... Cami O’Connell!

As I said, Cami is my favorite female character in the whole of the tvdverse (Bonnie is a close second). The reason why I want to start with her instead of Bonnie or my favorite character (Marcel) is because while both were royally screwed with by the writers, there are plenty of fans online who sing their praises (as they deserve). However, when it comes to Cami the consensus online is either hatred or indifference by a vast majority of the fans (that being said there are still a good amount of people who do love her I’m not saying there aren’t, but they are in the minority). This is something I never quite understood, but I’m gonna try my best educated guess on it.

I suppose before I go any further, I have a confession to make. The way I watched both tvd and to was not a straight line. Several years ago, I decided to finally watch tvd and started with the first two season (which I really liked), then a youtuber dropped a video analyzing the pilot for to and the premise hooked me immediately so I started the first season and kept watching until finishing the third, then I decided to go back and watch tvd seasons three and four, then got bored so I switched back to finish to, and finally after a few months declared I wanted to finish what I started and slogged through the second half of tvd. Why is this relevant? Well I just wanted to inform y’all as this might’ve led to my different perspectives on many things in both shows, and it hopefully can somewhat explain my reasoning

Going back to Cami, why is she my favorite female? A multitude of reasons. Firstly, I love how different she is from other female characters we’ve seen. Characters like Elena, Bonnie, and Caroline are fun in their own right, with bubbly personalities and childish innocence. This makes sense because they’re teenagers! Even Elena’s angst comes off more like young naivety than a wayward soul. I’m not knocking this characterization, it makes sense that a show aimed at teenagers would have teenage girls as it’s main cast. Where am I going with this? Cami might be the most mature character we’ve seen in this universe that actually has a pretty big part in the cast. What I mean is that shows like this paint maturity on women as being motherly or a stick in the mud, but Cami is neither. She’s still fun and loose, but with an aura of restraint and intelligence that needs to be accumulated over time. She’s not even that old! My guesstimation puts her at 23 cause we know she’s graduated college with a degree in psychology and was already working at Rousseau’s in the pilot (you mean to tell me you don’t just get your dream job right out of college, you have to work some dead end jobs first? YA lied to me!). I don’t know how quite to describe it beyond that, Cami just feels like a real person to me, and that makes me invested in her life even more.

Secondly, is her personality beyond her intelligence. I love how empathetic and kind she is! In the span of three seasons, she had helped almost everyone in the show while never sticking her feet into the main drama. That’s another thing, she knows when something’s over her head and will step out when she can, when something is pushing her, she fights back. I love that despite how kind hearted she is, she’s not a pushover. If there’s something she doesn’t like, she will attest. She may be nice, but get on her bad side and her sass will cut you like a knife. Considering she’s only a human against these witches, vampires, and originals you would call this unrealistic, but it works because unlike most people on the show, she’s smart. I know I just said beyond her intelligence, but I just want to gush about how fun it is watching Cami get out of trouble on her own by using nothing but her brain (I just think it’s neat). Characters this complex are not usually reserved for women on the cw, which leads into my final reason.

I love how much agency Cami has throughout her run on the show! Like, her story isn’t stapled to Klaus, she does so much without him even being there. In tvd, I can’t think of a single storyline Elena had that wasn’t tied to one or both of the Salvatore brothers, Bonnie is constantly being abused by the writers, Caroline is forcibly impregnated, Hayley starts off with her own goals before being tied to Jackson and later Elijah, Davina also starts off with her own ambitions before also being shackled to her love interest to resurrecting Kol being her only storyline in season three. I’m sure there are more, but these are just ones off the top of my head. While this makes me wish she had her own storyline, I acknowledge she is a supporting character (which begs the question of why none of the women in the main cast get this luxury but I digress).

This has been very long, and we’re just getting to complaints. Unlike complaints about the ship, I have yet to find an argument about why Cami sucks that isn’t factually incorrect, so if you have one please share. The first complaint I hear is that Cami is a copy of Caroline (I’ll give y’all that have seen the show a second to stop laughing at the statement). I’ve already explained why Caroline and Cami are two very different characters (hint: one is bubble and energetic and one is calm and mature), I know they’re both blonde, nice, empathetic, and have names that start with c, but try paying attention to what you’re watching then maybe you’ll have a better grasp on it. Secondly is that Cami’s only purpose is being Klaus’ love interest. Like I stated, there’s a lot Cami does where Klaus isn’t even present, unless you’re saying everyone Cami has had a story with was a love interest (So Davina, Josh, Hayley, Elijah, Marcel cerca season two onward, Vincent, Lucien, that detective guy, and her uncle Kieran), in that case I think y’all are onto something with Cami being a Mary Sue cause she getting all the action (note the sarcasm)! That’s another thing, people say Cami’s a Mary Sue cause almost everyone loves her and she has basically no flaws. First of all, I don’t believe Mary Sue to be a character problem but a story problem, and above all an excuse to neuter powerful women lest they make fragile men uncomfortable. Second of all, we see Cami form these relationships in real time through her actions not by her existence. Third of all (not that she needs them to be a good character since other favs don’t), Cami has her stubbornness that eventually got her killed and the fact that strength wise she is the weakest character in the show by her being human.

Are you catching on to some of what I’m saying? Most of these complaints aren’t even true, yet it’s all we hear. My first inclination was to blame this hatred on klaroline shippers who were bitter that their ship could no longer sail, but then I saw posts of people who claimed not to ship them and still hated Cami because she was “just a love interest.” Which leads into the other problem with haters: the hypocrisy. Reasons people hate Cami are elements in other characters that these same people love. Never mind the fact that some of these complaints don’t even apply to her like the love interest thing. To use something that isn’t a lie, people will hate on Cami for sleeping with Marcel in season one when Marcel is Klaus’ son, meanwhile y’all seem to forget Elena not only dated but cheated on Stefan with Damon in the finale of tvd season two (spoiler: she kissed him on his deathbed while her boyfriend and his brother was searching for a way to save him, which doesn’t even go into all their kisses in season three) and furthermore shipping Marcel with Rebekah who would be his aunt (I know some people who ship them acknowledge this but damn). I also know these people jumped at the chance to attack Cami for stealing the white oak stake in season three and ignoring what she was going through meanwhile will wave past everything Elena, Damon, and Caroline did when they had their humanity turned off as “they were going through a lot” (disclaimer: no hate to either of those girls, they were understandably in much pain, just wanna expose the hypocrisy). This all made me reevaluate the reasoning as more than just shippers being bitter, this seemed much more malicious to just be that.

After a lot of thought, my only conclusion I can come to is sexism. Cami is a very different female character than what we’re used to, she’s strong willed, opinionated, smarter than the men, and more mature. I guess fans weren’t ready for a character like that so assumed it was bad or just wrote her off as too different, but that’s giving the benefit of the doubt. To be honest, I still don’t know why she was so hated and continues to be ignored by fans, but maybe it’s time we start asking that question. It’s time we appreciate characters like this so maybe we can have more of them on the cw. It’s time to give Camille O’Connell and Leah Pipes the respect they deserve!

(P.S - Can someone far more talented than me please put out some Cami x reader content? I’m starved of my girl and Leah is too pretty for my gay brain to function!)

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ok character ranking for Y:the last man worst to best

Fucking roxanne: Stupid svu homicide detective wanna be cult leading psycho stalking gaslight gatekeep girlboss ass bitch got what she deserved. Finally.

Idk that bitch that was supposed to be president but fell out of a plane: A lot of what made her unlikeable was her politics she was the walking conspiracy redneck dont let them steal our jobs ass bitch however what really makes her unlikeable is her hubris. even during an organized coup where they are actively asking and threatening to kill the president she wouldn't just sit there and shut up. like she had to follow around and beg for the very soldiers that were trying to dismantle the government to take her seriously and then she died like damn

Presidents wife: I dont even remember her name shes just not very relevant to me. Her story was heartbreaking and sad to watch though so i cant say im completely apathetic to her

presidents daughter: her storyline is one of the more interesting ones to watch true but shes not ver likeable obviously. Shes too man obsessed to really be of any use to anyone but she lost her entire family over the span of the show so i cant really blame her for losing her shit

Byorik’s Girlfriend: That stupid bitch was an anarchist or something idk. then look where that got her. i cant really believe she loved byorick when the first thing she said when she rejected his proposal was how she wanted to see other people

Hero: One hand i feel bad for her one hand I dont. Like she was an asshole I cant lie and say she wasn’t. She was forking a married guy she was like an addict she didnt have a lot going for her and her mom was a total buzzkill most of her life. The way she treated sam was pretty shitty though. I want to be more sympathetic to her falling into the cult of the amazons but I can’t because she had so many chances to not be a fuck up and she was still out there, fucking up.

sam: I dont wanna say sam so soon but I’m gonna say sam. he was defenseless and passive the entire season and while he’s supposed to be one of the more sympathetic characters,, and he had to deal with hero most of the time so i do feel bad for him,, he’s also very self pitying. part of this take is my own biases sure I’ll admit when the first thing sam says after the mandemic™(made it myself haha) was how he didnt have enough testosterone I was like,,, people are dying kim. how the show tackled the isolation and treatment of trans men however was compelling. as for sam the character he himself he was too codependent for most of the season for me to root for him. Following hero around begging hero to stay feeling bad for himself most of the time as if he was the only one with problems. that and he did my girl nora dirty ngl. Like i totally get why he wouldn't trust nora or wanna go off with her to escape the amazonian cult but also, come on man.

Jennifer Brown: she was struggling throughout the entire season I can’t help but feel bad for her. Did she lie? Yes. Did she lie again? yes. Did she lie more? yes. she lied her ass off with her back against the wall because she was trying to keep the country from collapsing.

Nora: the bitch was angry omg I totally support and respect the deterioration of her sanity tbh. I feel like I’m biased towards her because weren’t a lot of us pushovers in our lives. Whether its quiet, or being victimized, or simply doing all of the work to clean up other peoples messes. Then when push comes to shove when the world literally fucking ends even though you did everything right, gt the job the degree the money the family it all goes to shit again, and you’re left to start over,,, again. She wasn’t just angry she was strategic. she always had the brain she just had to use it. when she burned down that shopping center it was one of my favorite scenes.

Agent 355: Did she have to kill those pilots tho. like really? okokok that aside she is rlly carrying the show with dr.mann and byorick. Her whole blackwidow redroom traumas rlly need to be addressed. and her story arc of vehemently denying help at the risk of her health was soooo hard to watch. Like u dum dum byorick just wanted you to get some sleep?! and now look at u!! u crashed into a tree. the way she and byorick were ON EACHOTHERS NECKS In the first half of the season though. ol girl was exhausted. however iliked her ever since she told byorick “your father named you after a dead clown”

Byorick: [lmao my fingers r cramping lemme finish this later... ] ok im back while byorick is flawed like every damn character hes not as inherently shitty. i hate to be all uwu soft white boi with long curly hair and sad eyes can do no wrong and all but really the worst thing about him is his terrible jokes and tendency to run off. other than that hes completely down for helping people and taking action to make sure he’s not (any more of ) a burden to the people around him *cough* sam *cough again*. see sam can learn a few things from byorick. im glad he also takes initiative to learn to protect his own damn self at the end.

Dr.Mann: honestly a baddie, she rlly doesnt need an explanation but I will try. from jump when shes introduced shes quirky shes colorful shes competent shes intellectual and for all intents and purposes,,, she IS the moment. shes thinking of the endgame through and through. the whole entire ecosystems genetic diversity animals men women intersex trans her mind is so powerful i cant not stan? she too has flaws dont get me wrong shes individualistic and sarcastic and somewhat snobby in a “i dont know how you quantify genius” kind of way but, we must stan anyways like come on now

#y: the last man #the last man #bumblebaublesranks

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ricketysticks · 2 years

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*rubs hands together* don't mind if i do >:]

this is Eyhn Fyre! amazing art courtesy of @harpidiem <3 he's generally one of my main brain blorbos nowadays alongside his brother Nokt. Eyhn's a kind of normal dude who became a messed up dude once he got stuck in another plane of existence and then an Even More messed up dude upon contracting a disease that causes his body to rapidly decay and simultaneously heal, causing his now-often "decayed" state of appearance. he likes hunting and being alone.

this is Nokt Fyre, Eyhn's brother! Nokt's storyline is for the most part far more ordinary, if a lot more overall depressing. Nokt is legit just a tired widower dad diagnosed with depression who can't seem to get over the death of his wife. loves his kids more than anything. has never really had a spectacular relationship with Eyhn.

aside from the Fyre family (there's more among them but I don't want to overload this post lol) i also have Hugh and Dandy!

their world is not very developed at all for the sole reason the setting itself would take an immeasurable amount of research and thought, but i adore the overall concept to pieces regardless so these two have a permanent pedestal in my brain.

basically tl:dr for their world: two scientists invented time travel, but the time they initially traveled to upon the invention's completion was merged with their own time, thus 202X also became 188X. hugh and dandy are from their own respective time periods (hugh is modern, dandy is late 1800s) and are both detectives partnered up after the war between the two time periods had finally ended.

#celestial-citrus #bleat it #character stuff #the fyre family is essentially an entire little dysfunctional fam that i usually use to project my feelings onto instead of doing the #healthy thing and get a therapist.#they were originally warriors OCs (that's why they're cats lol) that deviated so strongly from their original concept that they don't even #resemble the series anymore.#also thanks for giving me the opportunity to talk about them! i love my brain gremlins #eyhn fyre #hugh ohara #dandy wilcox #hutch fyre

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mikiib · 3 years

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The Magnus Archives: ALIEN AU (Part 1)

So in short I had come up with an AU where the cast of TMA characters are set in the universe of ALIEN. They’re both my FAVORITE pieces of horror media I’ve consumed and so my brain figured- WHY NOT? So I have 13 pages and scenes in my brain that would take place in this AU. If this or the following posts that I’ll make inspire anyone I would LOVE to see what you come up with! In short this story has a mostly good ending.

Here’s a list of the things that ARE and AREN’T in this universe.

- 14 Fears aren’t in this world. It’s fully immersed in the universe of the movie ALIEN/ALIENS. - The xenomorphs however have more powers- they can shape shift into anyone they ‘kill’. So if the alien hatches from the host but somehow the host survives then that creature can pretend to be that person. If they kill someone they can pretend to be them. They still however take the main biological forms of the hosts they came from in regular form. - Queens are born when there is no other queen in near vicinity detected by the unhatched egg. - The hatching of an egg takes a lot longer after implantation rather than a few hours like the original movie. - The aliens acidic blood is still STRONG but not nearly as much. I nerfed that to a slower burn- if left on the surface for more than a few minutes it can still be JUST AS BAD as the movies version. - Cyborgs are a thing in this world- who is and isn’t a cyborg is up in the air- however you’ll find out if you follow the posts. - The aliens are weak to extreme heat and extreme cold. The younger they are the more vulnerable to both. Fire extinguishers and flamethrowers will be a big weapon in both firepower and as a melee weapons. - The technology is slightly more up to date compared to ALIEN’s 80′s tech, as there are in short video calls that can be held. -Mother (MU-TH-UR 4900) is the ships computer mainframe, and can connect directly to Elias with his acceptance of the transmission. Mother also monitors the crew and their vitals when they are under cyosleep. - They can quit. No bindings to ‘The Eye’ here.

ARTIFACT RETRIEVAL VEHICLE: THE COEUS CREW: SEVEN

Captain and Scrivener (Archivist): Jonathan Sims (Age: 31)

Executive Officer: Sasha James (Age: 35)

Warrant Officer: Georgie Barker (Age: 29)

Navigator: Melanie King (Age: 27)

Engineers: Tim Stocker (Age 33) & Martin Blackwood (Age: 27)

Science Officer: Nikola Orsinov (Age: 30)

CARGO: OTHER WORLDLY ARTIFACTS UNDER STUDY COURSE: SCIENCE AND TECHNOLOGY MOON BASE: THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES

-Everyone shares the role of being a Scribal (Archival) Assistants to Jon- no exceptions. -The Magnus Archives is a space station on the Moon orbiting Earth. -The cargo they carry is found from the ships that collect samples from uninhabited planets as well as statements from those who report to them their findings to investigate. -The Admiral is the ships designated therapy cat to help the crew cope with isolation brought on by Georgie. -Elias Bouchard is the head of The Magnus Archives.

STORYLINE:

The story starts after they’ve collected the last of the artifacts required on the list to retrieve. They’ve been in cryosleep for over 6 months and only need 3 more months of it till they’d arrive to their destination. Everyone wakes up on their own time, Georgie first, along with Melanie and Martin. Followed by Tim, Sasha, Jon, and Nikola, they gather at the dining table of the living quarters. Martin makes everyone their preferred meals, seemingly the most nervous. This has been Martins first time aboard THE COEUS, and his banter with Sasha and Tim prove while not the best at his job there, he makes a mean meal out of the ‘rubbish space food’ provided. Melanie comes back after taking a look at their current location frowning, letting the others know they aren’t even close to Earth yet- not even in their solar system anymore. In surprise they turn to Jon, who himself has only been Captain on ship for only just before this crew was assigned to him. He gets up to check out whats going on, many of the others follow him, much to his disgruntlement as they basically fill the small room. Mother has intercepted a transmission of unknown origins and under contract of their jobs they must check it out. Curious to know more about their new course Jon calls Elias, who informs them it will be a 2 week set back on their schedules course. Jons not exactly excited about this but Tim’s quite happy to be informed it does give them quite a large bonus since it does seem confirmed of unknown (non-human) origins.

Once they arrive to their destination, Melanie sets the ship into motion for landing. She reads off all planet signs to the crew on. It’s a nearly isolated dwarf planet of 600 kilometers in diameter (372.823 miles). The surface on landing will be 23 degrees celsius- much warmer than expected but it does seem to be orbiting a sun fairly closely. They prepare for landing and Martin and Tim are set to get the ship in position. Martin and Tim talk together as they prep and make sure the landing legs will be fine against the surface of the planet. While they do so Sasha pops in announcing she gets to go with Jon and Melanie to investigate the source of the spooky transmission on foot. Meaning also she gets a bigger cut in the bonus than them. Tim and Sasha razz at each other but stop when sparks are spat in Martins face for wiring something wrong. He curses and Sasha comes over to help see what's wrong, pulling on gloves. She laughs a bit and gently teases him to choose a different degree to lie about next time he wants a new job as she fixes the wiring for him. Martin shushes her, claiming he didn’t expect them not to do background checks, nor did he expect to be given a position on one of the biggest damned cargo retrieval ships known. While he worked originally as a simple warehouse organizer at The Magnus Archives sister base on earth he had needed cash to help support himself after his Mother had moved out. Tim wraps an arm around Martin, claiming he’ll shield Martin from Jons prying eyes if anything goes wrong on this detour. They laugh a bit before the radio goes off from Jons office room. He’s complaining about the lights not turning on in there and would be thrilled if someone did their job correctly when fixing it before he gets back on the ship. Tim radios him that they’re on it before they tease Martin more on his obvious crush on Jon before Sasha is then called up to suit up.

Georgie is helping the 3 suit up properly, making sure their heart monitors are secure and attached to their neck to get an accurate pulse. Jon seems to be struggling most with the suit up, this unlike the other two, being his first time in a suit outside of the initial training. Sasha after having her camera feed double checked helps Jon out. And while Jon doesn’t say anything about it, it’s obvious Sasha should’ve gotten the job as Captain. Melanie the entire time rattling on about how excited she is to document her findings of a foreign transmission.

They land with ease, nothing going wrong as the planet, while rocky with a constant rain, is also somewhat flat. They make their way to the source of the transmission. Tim and the others are now watching from the ship- cameras live feed and audio coming to them as Georgie talks with Melanie about all the kind of things they could find on the ship to study. Nikola reminds everyone that without the items and everyone following the procedures for quarantine, no one is touching the items that may be brought back. The conversation dies out into aww when they see the space ship the signal is coming from appear on camera. Melanie is excited as Sasha and Jon start to look for a way in. Jon reminds them to stay close to him at all times as they enter the ship- its obvious he’d rather none of them go in here due to how degraded the place looks. Everything seems to have been heavily melted in random patches, but the ship itself seems to be made of a biological element of some sort- comparing it to a ribcage almost as they walk through it.

As they traverse the ship they stumble across multiple dead alien bodies. They aren’t fresh but they also don’t look years old. Melanie goes to take a closer look at them but Jon quickly pulls her back from them, yelling about how obviously unsafe it is as well as the fact that she just broke formation rushing off into a different room. They both get into an argument about what should be done with the bodies, and how far their investigations should go. At this point the feed is hardly coming through via camera, but the audio makes it back to the the ship roughly. Sasha goes on without them as she’s getting closer to decode the transmission. it’s a warning of sorts is what she can gather. Looking at the bodies it may have been an illness of some type, each of them dead from some type of acid but she finds one with an open chest- like an explosion. she gets closer to one, that seems to shift out of the corner of her eye. She tries to let the others know but she realizes that they can’t hear her over their arguing, and she’s almost certain she’s lost on the foreign ship. So instead she brings herself closer to the alien body before something crashes behind her and she stumbles back, tripping over something, and screams as she bashes her head on the back of her helmet. She gets up and looks around and sees the shadow of the creature run off and she chases after it.

That got the attention of the others as not only with the scream but Tim tells them her heart rate is spiking drastically. Jon and Melanie cry out for Sasha and she stops after meeting a dead end. She sighs and tells them she’s fine, she just fell and admittedly was just chasing after shadows. She turns around however and suddenly her heart monitor on the ship starts to read dead. PART 2

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I follow you on Twitter and am very impressed with your reading of the nuances within the show. I am very much in the Jack and Nikki team. I do like Harry but having seen all the episodes I went back to rewatch the Harry years and I have a few observations which are niggling at me. I didn't want to risk a huge barrage of hate. I find the potential Harry romantic storyline with Nikki very jarring now as some of his actions have me questioning his motivations. 1: His choices of dates are very often questionable (but then so we're a lot of Nikki's) and when Nikki always seemed to be more flirty and trying to create the moments between them Harry was quite cheeky and jokey but not really overtly romantic. 2: When she's knocked out and in hospital- Leo has to remind Harry to visit and when he does he asks questions send then runs off. Not much caring sympathy. 3: In Africa when Nikki gets held overnight, Harry is with the young girl, and when Leo mentions it, not much emotion (unlike Jack - screw that!!) 4: Harry leaving that Naomi Silverlake to look after Nikki she clearly isn't well and nobody connected to the case should be even anywhere near , Jack is almost too overprotective of her especially anyone getting close to Nikki. 5: And lastly, he just leaves! When Harry is thought to be dead Nikki comes running and is distraught but still Harry does things on his own. When it's Nikki in Mexico Jack is nearly always with her... Anyway these are my mad ramblings. Perhaps I am too biased for Jack and comparing them is wrong as they were younger then etc. I would love to hear what you think and totally don't mind if you tell me i'm wrong of off whack. I needed to get it out my brain.

Thanks for listening.

OMG I love it when people send me stuff like this and honestly I GET IT!! I really, really do, going back to watch it again I am giving Harry more of a chance than I would usually (because I am open to having my mind changed) and I am giving Harry/Nikki as a ship a chance. Because I do see why people ship them, they are cute. I enjoy the flirty banter and I do think they reached a point where they fell in love with each other, but, realistically, they wouldn’t have worked if they got together.

I’ll just address your points as such, 1. YES!! I also find it interesting that Harry very rarely goes for blondes, they tend to be brunettes (unlike Jack who’s romantic interests are often blonde exc. Chrissie - who was used intentionally to oppose Nikki - and Silva - who too was used to oppose Nikki and show Jack going for someone who is her opposite because if he didn’t want to be reminded of her and how he has hurt her).

2. From what I remember that episode, it’s mainly Leo by her bedside, right? I’m sure Harry occupies much of his time, whilst she’s in hospital, with the other female doctor that Nikki had been investigating. Which was always odd to me, surely your priority would be your friend who’s panicking because she can’t remember things? (I will keep this in mind for when I rewatch the ep tho!!)

3. All I remember from that episode was Leo being the one to get Nikki out of prison whilst Harry was/was not shagging that girl so honestly you’re spot on there (and that happens a lot tbh, if there’s chaos and someone’s in danger, Harry is gonna be shagging someone).

4. AH A Guilty Mind is an episode I always think about when it comes to Harry/Nikki because it always stands out to me. Especially with the scene you’ve addressed because Harry could’ve easily bailed on the meeting with Leo and the detectives, he could’ve easily phoned and said “Nikki’s not well, I’m worried and I don’t want to leave her on her own,” and I’m 100% sure Leo would’ve been fine with that. But, like you say, he leaves her with someone he shouldn’t have left her with and that always grips my shit.

5. You’re not on your own for getting annoyed at Harry leaving her when she finally sees him again after thinking he was dead. He had his reasons and I get that, but he could’ve stayed longer, even if it was just to reassure her.

My overall opinion, at the moment, for Harry/Nikki is that they were cute and in love (eventually) but they weren’t a slow burn or a will they, won’t they. They rushed a kiss between them and that, unfortunately, set them up to fail. They’re not a will they, won’t they because they did and it didn’t work. I always think Nikki was more in love with Harry than Harry was with her. And it’s that point of, there was nothing stopping them. There was nothing in their way of being together.

At least with Jack and Nikki, Matt got between them the moment they realised how deeply they felt about each other. But Harry and Nikki had so many opportunities to be together and they never took them and then you have to ask why? Why didn’t they? Because that kiss happened too soon, because their love for each other changed. They went from being in love to just loving each other as brother would love a sister. I don’t know, I know I won’t/don’t overly ship them but I do see why people do. I just think, for me personally, they had their chance and they didn’t take it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ But know you’re not alone in your opinions!! And I love hearing them <3

#question #silent witness #long post

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There with you on the middle child-middle of the road opinions lol. Like from the little that we know about B there are some parts I'm interested in and others that I'm dreading, like these new characters.

There was so much time in A to write an arc for Bobby who has been a glorified regular for the past couple of seasons or hen who got one and a half storylines and one was the woman she cheated on her wife with, and buck who was a boyfriend or eddie they could have foreshadowed the trauma a lot earlier, and then they elected to focus on random people? People that the audience is not at all interested in? Because this is a first responder show and not about reporters? Or that creepy r*pist?

And people are supposed to be excited for B? Not surprised at ALL some are done with this!

Please don't ask me how long I've sat on this ask (nearly a month) or how long it took me to find this post because Tumblr literally hates me searching for my own things.

On the bright side, we now have a *little* more information on 5b and it is....all shaping up to look pretty darn good (though anyone outside the firefam calling Bobby "cap" is an immediate Michael Scott "Nope! Don't Like That" reaction). I do think it's going to suffer a bit because people (even the general audience) had such a negative reaction to 5a, but I really feel like 5b is going to pull things together that felt broken because that feeling was intentional.

However, as I said in my original post, my issues with a lot of 5a are things that won't be fixed by 5b because they weren't about the isolated, dark feeling/tone (okay a little bit that, because this is my comfort show and even in stressful, darker times in other seasons we were given SOME comfort and saw characters supporting each other and 5a was missing some of that tonal balance), but were more to do with the balance of characters and how little we got to see of, as you pointed out, the actual first responders, doing the first responding. I mean, Ghost Stories?! What TF was that? We saw the first responders responding to an emergency and then spent the rest of the episode following the case?! And with side characters no less, not even Athena working the case! Because if they wanted to integrate the reporter into the firefam, having her and Athena working together would be a great way to go, and would allow them to maybe address her season 2 actions that they seem to want us to believe Athena has forgotten about and moved on from (which, false. That woman would never). But instead we have half an episode that does not contribute to the overarching storylines of the show in ANY capacity, plus, Lou solved the case entirely on his own anyway, and the reporter's ramblings in Buck's loft did not affect the outcome of the case or the way the actual detective pursued and solved the case.

I AM excited for 5b. I think the potential for us to get some truly amazing stories, especially for Eddie is incredibly high, and I am absolutely vibrating with excitement about all of it. But it won't change 5a still being full of episodes I have no desire to watch at all, or to watch in full because they were too focused on side characters (not you, Ravi, you're an angel and we are HAPPY to have you and hope to learn so much more about you! Muwah!), or played out like some creepy SVU or Criminal Minds episode (sorry not sorry, I can't watch shows like that. The world is horrid enough, I don't need my entertainment to revel in showing the worst, most disturbing things people are capable of).

All this to say, I can totally understand why some people might want to wait for 5b to come out in full, or until they see what others have to say. It wont' be me, I absolutely want to watch live because my brain is just Like That, and like I said, I am truly excited. And I even love most of the arcs other people don't seem to because I really enjoy how 911 tells these adult stories that are dramatic situations, but handled in human ways focusing on growth and healing instead of what the most extreme and dramatic response could be. I like that there are often situations that are hard, and the characters are hurting or unintentionally hurt each other, but the show doesn't paint one of them to be "the bad guy" because real life is like that, real people are like that! They make mistakes and have to apologize, and have to learn to communicate and 911 does it soooo well! 5a may have veered off course a little, but the stuff we DID get that was focused on the firefam was exceptional (Kenneth Choi Emmy when?! Give that man so many awards!), and has set up 5b to be some truly magical storytelling. I'm excited to see it, and hopeful that the backlash from the general audience about the focus on side characters has been noted and we are going to get to see more of our first responders doing their jobs, having cool and interesting rescues, and being a family. And if what Oliver Stark has said is any indication, it's going to be a wild and enjoyable ride!

#my sweet nonnie friends #cleaning out my inbox #911 #911 spoilers #anti bucktaylor #anti taylor kelly #i maintain that the firefam stuff was good but 5a overall was a bit of a mess #and 5b won't fix that but it will give us better context for the 5a firefam stuff #and will bring some much needed resolution to the tension that's been building #we are going to see buck setting himself free and eddie crumbling and building himself back up #we are going to see maddie and chim coming back together and back home #and it's going to be amazing #and if we can get some bobby and hen stuff too i will be overjoyed #though 10/10 get me anything for bobby that isn't a relapse arc #if they want to talk about him struggling i am all for that! (hot priest again when?)#but the show needs to bring it's hopeful tone back because it's one of the things that sets it apart from other shows #and makes it so comforting to watch even when characters are struggling #and i think hen is the only one we haven't seen in a hospital bed so like 👀👀👀#I would be all for her getting injured and getting to see everyone rally around her #bringing her textbooks to the hospital and helping write up flashcards and helping her study #to make sure he doesn't fall behind #and seeing everyone show up for karen and helping out #it would be great to bring sydney and the other sweet young man from their study group back too #I just want more firefam being a family again!

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