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crockettmarcel · 5 months
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@dochudson our husbands look so good here!
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bullet-prooflove · 9 months
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Research Papers: Sam Abrams x Reader
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Tagging: @proceduralpassion @crazy4chickennuggets @callsignartemis @kmc1989 @irishavengersassemble @annieradcliff @thebewingedjewelcat @cosmic-psychickitty
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It’s an email that changes Sam’s life.
An invitation to be one of the keynote speakers at a fundraiser hosted by The Trauma Survivors Foundation. Ever since he’d written that paper on “The Neurological effects that PTSD has on the brain”, he’s been inundated with requests.
It’s the vulnerability that he fears. Discussing the findings of the research paper means giving people the opportunity to ask why he wrote it in the first place, and he isn’t sure he’s ready to face those questions.
It’s Daniel that convinces him to do it. A way of putting those demons of his to rest, he tells him.
He isn’t usually nervous when he discusses his research papers, not even when he has to defend them in front of a panel of his peers. It’s just this one is so innately personal; he finds his stomach twisting up in knots. When he takes to the podium, he has to grip the wood to stop his hands from trembling.
When he describes his sister’s suicide and the events leading up to it, he feels that well of emotion in his chest. His greatest weapon is his ability to be objective, to remain stoic and calm while everyone else is going to pieces. He feels that mask slipping when he talks about Miranda. Something inside of him becomes untethered and it takes him back to that moment, the one where he’d found her on the floor of her apartment, waxy and unresponsive. The bottle of sleeping pills tipped on its side, the white capsules spilling out across the coffee table alongside a bottle of gin.
He hesitates as the memory overtakes him, his breath catching. He isn’t ready for this; he shouldn’t have agreed to do it in the first place. He’s about to apologise, to throw up his hands and walk away because it hurts too much. And then he meets the eyes of a woman on table in front of him. She has her palm pressed to her chest, her fingertips splayed over the space where her heart resides, and he realises in that moment that she gets it. That everybody here, gets it.
So, he pushes on, he discusses detrimental effect that trauma has upon the Amygdala, the Hippocampus and the Prefrontal cortex. That PTSD does in fact result in brain damage or injury and that it should be treated as such, which is why services like the one they’re fundraising for today are so vitally important. They save lives. They could have saved his sister’s life. He steps away from the podium to resounding applause and it feels good, better then he thought it would.
In the aftermath he loosens his tie and heads to the bar because that whole thing up there was overwhelming and he thinks a Scotch will take the edge off before Goodwin starts encouraging him to work the room.
When you appear next to him at the bar, he recognises you immediately.
The woman at the table in front of the podium, the one wearing a dark green wrap dress that highlights her exceptional features. He clears his throat to say something but you’re already talking, your hand resting on his arm as you tell him how moved you were by his story.
You’re captivating. Truly you are. He’s been in your presence less than a minute and he already knows he’s smitten. You’re full of life, so bright and dazzling and he feels something inside himself beginning to thaw. When you buy him a drink he’s surprised because the women he’s entertained prior to you have always expected him to pick up the tab. He’s the best neurosurgeon in the US after all, he can afford it but you, you’re different and he likes that.
“Do you want to get out of here?” You ask him when he seeks you out an hour later.
He thinks you must see in his features how much he hates being the showpony. He’s not like Marcel or Halstead, he doesn’t people please, he finds it hard to bite his tongue. He’s already put a board member in his place for making derogatory comments regarding the services they’re supporting. It had become an argument about whether the hospital should be focusing on technology and AI instead of programs that actually help people, like the one that Sam was advocating today.
“God, yes.” He mutters, pulling off his tie and shoving it into his trouser pocket.
He finds the cool air refreshing as the two of you step out of the hotel, the function was being held in. It’s a part of town he doesn’t know well but you do. He finds himself strolling through a park illuminated with fairy lights, eating gelato from ‘The Little Italian Place’ that opens late on the corner.
“I can’t remember the last time I had ice cream.” He tells you as he uses the biodegradable spoon to scoop up the last of his mint choc chip from the cardboard tub. He’s forgotten how good it tastes, how much pleasure there is in something so simple.
“Is this where you reveal you’re some type of fitness freak and I’m just disrupted years of work?” You tease him using a napkin to wipe your hands before tossing it in the trash.
He smiles at you before shrugging his shoulders.
“You can’t tell I skipped leg day?”
You laugh and it delights him. It’s been a long time since he’s been in the company of a beautiful woman, even longer since he’s smiled as much as he has tonight. There’s something about you that just makes the walls that he’s spent decades erecting crumble and to his surprise he’s ok with that. He’s comfortable in your presence, he finds being around you oddly soothing. There are no pretences.
He knows that you’re a counsellor, that you specialise in PTSD which is why you were at the event tonight. You aren’t shy about asking questions or answering them. He’s discovered that you love corgis but could never afford one, that you’re a ferocious reader and that as a child most of your time after school was spent in the library in your neighbourhood. He learns that your eyes crinkle just a little at the edges when you smile and the left side of your mouth tips just a little higher than the right.
“Oh you have a little ice cream…” Your voice interrupts his thoughts as your fingertips brush his cheek.
It’s been a while since anyone has touched him. He didn’t realised how starved he was until he feels the light brush of your skin against his. He closes his eyes briefly savouring the sensation before you lean in close, the scent of your perfume flooding his nostrils. It’s floral, jasmine, rose and something else that he can’t place. It’s tantalising and thrilling all at the same time.
He doesn’t expect you to kiss him.
You’re vivacious and spirited and he’s…
Well, he’s him.
But the moment you do there isn’t a doubt in his heart that the two of you belong together. It’s a tender brush of the lips but it ignites a fire deep down inside of him, a passion he hasn’t felt in years. It’s wild and reckless, chasing through his veins as his hand threads through your hair, drawing you closer. He simply can’t get enough of you and he can tell you feel it too from the way you moan into his mouth, your hands gripping the lapels of his suit jacket as you slot perfectly against him.
By the time you come up for air, your cheeks are flushed and your breathing ragged. There’s a brightness in your eyes and he recognises the desire reflecting back at him. You’re just aroused as he is and he wants kiss you all over again because he’s not ready for this night to end. He wants to take you back to his place, to spend his time undressing you until you end up in his sheets with his name on your lips and your hands in his hair.
“Do you make love as well as you kiss?” You ask him playfully and he finds himself smiling because he’s not the only one having those thoughts. He dips his head, his lips brushing over yours once more before he whispers.
“Why not take me home and find out.”
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bobertbilliams · 2 years
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Daniel amused at Sam putting Kai in his place. Hehe.
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letterboxd-loggd · 1 year
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Not Okay (2022) Quinn Shephard
December 28th 2022
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unhauntng · 4 months
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the first iteration of the dream team is so funny.
imagine youre a regular new yorker and you’re being attacked by santas or bugs or devils at an art show and things are weird but you also can’t quite tell what’s actually happening (got to love umbral arcana) ? but you’re scared out of your mind until a drunk lady punches the scary monster in the face and the guy who’s clearly a drug dealer starts blasting fire out of his hands?? maybe he’s got a lighter and some hairspray, though he’s also holding a gun? and then a very nice and serious older guy is keeping everything calm and encouraging his friends and you think everything is going to be okay, especially because this nice sweet firefighter is making sure everyone’s safe. and you think he looks like mr march from the calendar!
then a massive rat man summons some crocodiles or a pack of rats or a cockroach that is unusually juicy and then broadway legend misty moore literally insults a monster to death whilst indiscriminately flirting with her friends.
and when it’s all over they’re acting like this is business as usual. and maybe you’re confused for like three minutes until you remember this is new york — who else would save you but a broadway star, a rat, a firefighter, a drug dealer, an alcoholic and kingston brown from uptown who helped you jumpstart your car three months ago
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shitpostingfornow · 1 year
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bebagerie · 1 year
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Nobody Talk Me. i have finished Unsleeping City I and felt so many feelings
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random-jot · 1 year
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Me the first time I saw The Unsleeping City logo flip upside down in the intro:
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Me the seventeenth time seeing The Unsleeping City logo flip upside down in the intro:
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*adds suvi's prestidigitation to shut down flicker to the list of Favorite DND Combat Moments Of All Time*
which contains, among other things:
-saccharina's channel divinity thunderstep
-theo using swirlwarden to get back in the boat
-kingson remote operating a tesla
-operation slippery puppet
-margaret encino's call to the guards
-"a wrestling match? against me? the slipperiest boy?"
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smolidotti · 5 months
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The Dragon of Harlem is born.
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So something I'm loving about the unsleeping city so far is the commitment to being kind? Like I don't know if it's intentional but from the very first episode onwards we meet people like Kingston, whose whole aim is that he protects the city. He's there for his people, his neighbourhood, his community, he's giving himself to help them. He's a nurse- a healer- he knows everyone and everyone knows him. Kugrash, who lurks in subway tunnels and sewers, watching over subway workers and giving warmth and shelter and food to those who don't have it. Who makes little plastic shoes for a drunkard in an alleyway. And Ricky, whose only desire is to keep people safe, to use his skills to fight danger on their behalf, to interpose himself in harm's way. Even though it's not as evident in the others, it's still there. Sofia addresses a bachelorette party after her husband leaves her not to mock them or discourage them- but to wish the bride-to-be happiness and joy. Pete (though again, not as obvious, especially at first) takes his ex, who was actively trying to hurt him at the time, in his arms and carries her to safety. And Misty, though often vain and dismissive, has nothing but kind words and compliments for her friends and compatriots. Sorry for the rant, it's just something I think is really cool, especially given the setting of new York being portrayed as somewhere where people are cold-hearted and self-centred.
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Happy Holidays with my favorite Unsleeping City edit 🎄
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everywishway · 10 months
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Some Dimension 20 Moments that give me too much emotions
Most of these are scenes that aren't talked about enough. feel free to reblog with yours so I can cry more. Spoilers for several seasons of D20: Neverafter, Unsleeping City, The Seven, Fantasy High and ACOFAF
Siobhan reading Emma Lazarus 'New Colossus' in Unsleeping City
Siobhan/Rowan's later conversation with the American Dream; telling it that it is already real so it doesn't need to cross the golden door
Sofie and Dale reuniting while in Nod, the Sixth Burrow
The hurt, then rage when Sofie Bikes finds out Isabella Infierno killed Dale
Kingston's "I WOULD'VE CONTINUED TO BE FAITHFUL"
Pete's heartbreak when Robert Moses shows him Kingston's reaction to Pete not controlling his powers
Kugrash's death
Fig's 'Your allowed to be a complex person with her mom
Fig and Sandra-lynn on the roof of the Hangvan smoking clove cigs and having a conversation about life
Riz after realizing his Dad was a secret agent and turns to his mom with tears in his eyes going, "hey mom, I know about dad"
Fabian watching his dad's video then smashing the crystal after his death
Hob's speech at the end of ACOFAF to Rue (we all know why
Meeting Lydia Barkrock for the first time and seeing she's a wheelchair user
Ayda realizes there is nothing wrong with her when Jawbone shows her what autism is and shows her how amazing and beautiful she is
Ostentasia's conversation with Logren
Ostentasia's whole interaction with her family, especially her dad
Sam is saved by the other members of the Seven from her dream about Penelope right before they fight Talura and the army
All of Neverafter, especially Gerard
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emiko-matsui · 11 months
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The results from my polls of everyone's favourite intrepid hero character have come in, so here's the question...
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yourbelgianthings · 2 years
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i made a which unsleeping city (1 and 2) pc are you quiz!! take it here and lmk who you get in the tags!
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unhauntng · 1 year
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there’s something so heartbreaking about the way that d20, especially fantasy high and the seven, talks about fatherhood. some of the lesser mentioned ones are just as heartbreaking as the characters who have it as their whole thing. like fig and fabian hit but
ostentatia and her dad and how he would give anything for her no matter how much it hurts him and her and how he refuses to let anyone do anything for him bc he’s the dad and the one who should be taking care of her.
katja and her dad and how he thought he was doing what was best for her by working all the time, thinking that was better than him being around when really all she wanted was to spend time with him.
riz and his dad and how he idolises him and works through that moment of doubting his father and gets that time with him and it’s so sweet despite how much it hurts them both because seeing him can only be temporary.
liam and his dad and being an afterthought to a father who has so much more to consider than a kid who wasn’t anything like what he thought he would be.
jet and ruby with amethar being a king who has even more to consider but never stopped loving and caring for them for a second and always wanted them to have the carefree and happy childhood he had as someone who never should have gotten the throne.
saccharina and amethar being a father who has so much regret piled on his shoulders but can’t do anything to heal the pain he brought to his daughter except by trying to show how much he loves her and is proud of her.
adaine and a father who didn’t care and jawbone, a father who does, who recognises the rage and pain and anxiety in adaine and never for a second shames her for any of it.
kristen and a father who loves what he wants her to be and can’t accept what she is.
kugrash trying to redeem himself for gabriella but more for his sons and the joy he feels when wally forgives him and the sorrow he feels when he reads davids letters and confronts even further the pain he caused.
kingston and the absolute dream of having langston after years of denying himself in the name of the rest of new york only to understand that happiness for him doesn’t mean no happiness for everyone else.
fathers and all the pain they can bring and all the care they can have and all that they experience too.
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