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vanlegion · 6 days

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TL;DR script 1?

I'm getting the urge to write my first RVB fic. Yet, I've been going back and forth about how I actually want to handle it. Directly after Restoration, I had a lot of " EMOTIONAL DAMAGE " and whipped up a seven page comic i've yet to publish (and still am debating about at this point because I dont feel its very good and I lost a lot of the anger that spurned it but GODDAMN do I want to keep pump the RVB tag with more Grimmons Art JUST BECAUSE) along with a few other pictures and feels and ideas of other WIPS that also came from that anger and angst... But now that it's been some time and I've cooled down and have been able to process and ALSO come to understand that 19 could be taken as another Simulation, and that ALSO RVB gave us the unique gift of letting us CHOOSE where our canon story ends (Be it at S10, or S13 or for the very few of us S17) ... My brain has slowly been allotting, plotting and working its way towards writing a story that could be a more realistic take to an ending. I've never written 'Fix-It fics' in my life. Mostly because I don't really believe in them that much, personally, for me. ( I'll read them if the premise sounds awesome, and I'm curious how people switch things up. I just have a hard time writing them myself.) For me I do 'Mend-It' fics. Which means I keep what was considered 'broken' in canon, but then find a canon way to fix it BEYOND the breaking point. . . . . So now I am conflicted because as I stated before - RvB is a Choose Your Own Ending series. S19 does have some concepts I'd like to play around with and explore further and expand on. But I'm also an enjoy of have S17 as my ending. Never getting the SoC fight feels wrong. But maybe, maybe. . . I've got a way to have my cake and eat it too. Ya know, before Grif finds out I had cake.

Anywho, this was a quick Outline for the first draft of a Fic I was planning, but am now thinking of scrapping maybe for what's now brewing in my brain. I might flesh this back out again but this was what I came up with about some odd hours after finishing Restoration day of. "First Nights"

How often does Simmon's second guess himself? By nightfall, when he see's Grifs unmade and trashed bed - because you KNOW Grif left him one last mess to clean up, he's going to bitch about it, bitch about the trash and . . . probably put it off for the morning. Being so fucking tired after surviving all of that. And then when he starts to ask a question. . . realizing he wont get an answer, he'll choke. Tucker's acting all 'Yeah I'm fine sure' but he's probably struggling a fuck of a lot right now and trying to do it all himself - and Wash is still learning how to let go but he's got Carolina for support so he can be Tucker's support as well. Them learning how to heal together is very viable. Grif is probably going to run off disbelief for a few hours, along with adrenaline to figure out his immediate living situation as soon as he gets back home. But it's gonna sink in pretty quickly that he's alone, and it'll hurt when it hits. He didn't even tell Kai he was leaving to go back home cause he was still waiting for a second shoe to drop, but it didnt and now he's back in Hawaii.

Caboose is gonna wonder the canyon. He'll be quite. Probably ends up in front of a broken Simmons, and is just there to be supportive. Because Simmons also, in a way, also just lost his best friend. So he'll offer a shoulder and a hug and let Simmon's have his emotions. Because doing the right thing is the sad thing. He'll probably say thank you to Sarge's grave. It'll inspire him to make one for the Epsilon Unit, but the grave stone will be carved with ALL the names ... Church, Tex, Alpha, Beta, Epsilon and the rest in their Greek Lettering. He'll put the Sniper Rifle on it. Tucker leaves with Wash and Carolina because the trauma does finally hit him and hard, and he needs a doctor. Carolina tires to convince Caboose and Simmons to go with them but they both stay behind - Simmon's claiming some kind of bullshit technical reason and Carolina know's he's lying but doesn't push, just leaves the invite open. Caboose and Simmons sit atop Red Base and talk into the night, watching the stars and recounting things again. The first night alone is rough, and it hurts. It gets easier each passing night, but it still sucks when it feels you no longer have a purpose. They started as pawns in a fake war, and it feels like after everything that's happened, they're still just pawns the UNSC would rather push into the shadows. At least here. Maybe there's somewhere they could actually make a difference, or that their help and experience would be beneficial. It takes time to find that place. But eventually, they do. A new training facility/liaison office looking for experienced vets is being built. Simmon's files the paperwork immediately, because Red Tape bullshit requires these thing be done ASAP and he's taking no chances. Takes time again, but eventually, the new facility is finished and they're paperwork is accepted. They clear out Blood Gulch. They leave it behind for good. (Debating Simmon's having rigged the bases to explode or not - sees on brand for him, but also he may just leave it derelict because Sarge) Simmons, anxious but excited, turns to Caboose and see's the other's excitement. He's going on about how "It'll be great!" and all the things he wants to see and do and all the new friends he could make, but then grows kind of quiet and look over to Simmons. "It will be great, right?" "Going to Earth? Yeah. I think it will." Last scene is just them talking while the data-pad next to Simmons shows a readout of the New Facility they're transferring to, " RTB: ODST - Red Team Base: O'ahu Division for Science and Technologies"

#rvb #red vs blue #rvb thoughts #long post is long and needed a break lawl #now im off to bake some cavatapi #its like ziti but spiraly #anywho have any of you started anything from this in righteous anger only to have it slowly ebb away as your emotions calm and simmer away?#no just me?#anger is a powerful motivator #but so is time and a lethal grip of hyperfixation that speaks softly to you promising you that while official things are said and done -#the fandom will carry on ~ WE'LL CARRY ON ~

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geminid · 9 months

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The other ask about college reminded me, I just brought a physical copy of superbright to my college professor, I took digital painting with him and now he's letting me sit in on his life drawing class. He did a quick flip through and he liked it! He also immediately said "yeah if you like this art get into the history, who did they learn from?" I've only been following you for 2ish years? And it's just been what's landed on my dash. But I looove your pieces, the coloring on the backgrounds versus how Leo and Takumi are drawn, and then the pieces like the mainly pink diner.

So yeah mainly wanted to say you're super cool! Things that you learned from would be neat to see but no pressure.

hi i was honestly very shocked to read that you would show this to your professor who is probably a really great artist but im glad he liked it? ???

i answered the rest of this under the cut

as far as my art history goes, i have no academic background in art so i'm just making stuff up. i think like a lot of kids I got my roots in wanting to draw like shoujo manga, particularly the big eyed round faces of the early 2000s. I would just try to copy the eyes or something. To this day I honestly don't really look at tutorials or watch speedpaints i kind of just look at finished art and try to emulate the things I like about them. It's very simplistic I think and perhaps means I don't make art that's as clean or efficient as people who actually go out and try to learn how pro artists actually draw.

i went on pixiv a lot as a teen and followed like 1000+ artists and looked at a lot of art all the time. I was really enamored by people who could draw characters and backgrounds, like fuzichoco. (this is a super weird fun fact but one of my favorite artists in like 2011-2012 who specialized in like drawing beautiful girls with beautiful backgrounds ended up getting into leokumi under a different name/account and i was their mutual! and i didnt realize this until rather recently. im too shy to share the name tho. my teen self is throttling me btw). I Really wanted to learn how to draw backgrounds so i had to go through the struggle of teaching myself perspective and later on downloading 3d software so i could see boxes on the same plane at angles lol.

When I see art I like I try to capture the essence of what it is I liked about it in a piece (maybe one time its desaturated colors, and the next its dramatically long legs, or adding blur to the foreground), and i decide if it worked out and I want to keep doing it. Some stuff i definitely continue to use is i draw upper eyelashes the way i do because of Sata (touken ranbu, feh artist) and i started drawing leo with weird non-blond hair colors because of Araki (the jjba mangaka, who often colors his characters in alternate palettes than their "canon"). Even though i think there are stuff im a bit rigid about, like i always kinda stay in the realm of anime style, I'm still trying to keep trying out stuff I see in other artists, not just even anime artists but everyone's favorite Leyendecker or Mucha, or I'll take photos of random stuff to file away as an idea. Like I have a photo of leaves my coworker collected that have a nice green to pink gradient that I took for inspiration.

As far as the diner picture goes I think to pull off that piece I needed to practice making art with less colors and also less contrast. Similar shades of pink take up most of the picture with teals being a secondary color and avoiding adding other colors in large amounts. I think the linework is doing a lot of work in that piece. I had to google a photo of a person sitting at a diner table for the perspective.

idk if this answers anything but it was fun to think about?

#nids replies #team-indigo

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elpida · 1 year

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@therogueprincedaemon continued from here

A weakness to a demon who would have thought it? That an angel, something thought so rare, was really as the myths say. A pure little source of light, something so unbelievable in their very existence and yet here she was, in his arms, willingly and freely. Dove chose him, maybe that it was made her so rare, so unique. She did not shy away from the darkness inside him, but welcomed him to show it. Dove didnt need to know what he really was, to know that any darkness was already forgiven in her world. Everything was forgiven and she would give her life, no matter how much of it he needed, to see the man she saw.

"Nobody is ever all, truly bad. Just like nobody is ever truly all good. It's how people work, imagine it... if it was all good and all bad, the divide would be so easy with humanity wouldn't it? I think it's more, who can you trust? Are they bad, but not so bad that you could trust your secrets to them? Trust them to keep you safe? Are they so good, that they would turn in your wrong doings? Reign damnation down to you with a few simple words?" Her voice softens, fingers tracing silly little lines and pictures on his chest over and over, a slow back and fourth, then a circle. "You are not all bad Daemon, not all the time. Just as I am not all good."

She wasn't even aware, of how much she was protecting them even in this moment. The shield of light around them, creating their own sae haven. "Salvation is such a strong word, you do not need saving.." she whispers, heady eyelids slowly blinking and her soft hues may swell be reading his soul. "I'll be your blessing instead." she's smiling ever so softly. "Then breath, I'm with you." that voice, ever luring into that safety she wanted to give him, that comfort, that piece of serenity. Her hand moved up, a slow drag until she's letting fingers trace his jaw bone, then the angle of his cheek. "I'm not willing to give this up, are you?"

With the grip of her chin suddenly firmer she was a little more awake, but oh, was she tired. You could almost feel it with how she ws propped against him. "What you are asking of me, it's not something I can do.. I can't do any of that, I can't make your feelings stop, I can't promise you any of those things.. I don't have an invisible grip, I don't have a tether to loosen." Oh but she did, she just didn't know how. Even if she could, she was bitterly stubborn and she would not give up. "Is it really so bad? To be here with me, that you'd ask me to...to free you of me? Am I such a burden to you, Daemon?" Dove swallowed thickly. "I thought.." grazing fingers slowed, halted, just resting against his flesh. What she had thought, was wrong, wasn't it? He didn't love her, he was asking her to not find him again.. that wasn't love. "..Am I so unbearable?"

#dove&daemon #dove interactions

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jay-does-crochet · 1 year

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I found a cool crochet hat pattern and made one for a gift exchange, so.

The one I made for then

And I realized that I could make them subtle pride flags, kinda, so here we have the trans pride flag, because I really like the colours and it's the first flag that came to mind besides the rainbow one

It's folded in the second picture.

I'm thinking I'll make a bunch of these with different pride flags and sell them whenever I go to a craft show or whatever it's called.

I really like the way it looks, like it kinda looks like it's dripping, in a way, and I love that. It takes about 4 hours for me to make, I think? The pom pom itself takes at least ten minutes, maybe fifteen (because I need it to be perfect haha). I'm gonna be taking a 12 hour long road trip here in a few days so I'll have plenty of time to work on these, as long as my mom has a light up hook that I can use for when we're driving in the dark.

I'd make matching gloves for them but i tried making fingerless gloves and lets just say, they didnt work out the greatest.

I'm gonna try to like. Post everything I crochet here from now on? Because i think i make a lot of cool things and it's better to have a set place for them.

Thanks for reading, and I hope you have a wonderful rest of your 24 hour cycle 💛

#crochet #pride flags #crochet beanie #crochet hat #crochet pride flag #trans pride #trans pride flag #rambles #first post

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yvoi · 1 year

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i want to keep track of my fibercraft journey so time for a big ole ramble under the readmore!!

okay so past summer i got really into youtube videos about spinning and weaving, particularly from JillianEve . i dont know what prompted it, probably a bout of Whimsy as im prone to having, but it quickly grew into the sort of obsession only an autism haver could procure. anyway after good consideration i bought a second hand spinning wheel from this elderly couple (who also gave me two huge trash bags of zwartbles sheep wool)

its a Wernekinck "Edam" type spinning wheel (or gouda? they look the same?) which has seen some good use. the lady gave me a fist full of raw wool to practice with then and there and i produced what can only be described as a miserable fucked up worm of coily nonsense. i went home, finished the rest of the raw wool in the same miserable fashion, and stowed it away in my room to be used when i have enough time on my hands to partake in whimsy.

SIX MONTHS LATER

being fulltime college student parttime garden store employee i didnt get to play with my wheel until a few days ago (and also because i didn't have carders, which i decided i desperately needed, because spinning in the grease is just too gross for my fair maiden sensibilities)

didnt think of taking a picture before getting them all gunked up

anyway i spun AND plied my first skein of yarn!!

its got too much twist in places, too many blobs from second cuts i failed to take out and highly inconsistent weight, but its mine and i like it :]

next i think i'll try working on drafting consistent and thin singles to ply into maybe a sock yarn, blended with the alpaca wool i got some months ago to make it softer. there's a lot i want to do, such as wool dying with natural plant based dyes and experiment with different fibers, so i hope to have many posts yet to make when i do them :]

what i like most about all this is getting to create garments or items without using petroleum based fibers or spreading microplastics + feeling like im practicing something sustainable i can take into my future of homesteading

anyway thank u if u read any of this YOU DIDNT HAVE TO but youore epic anyway

#yarn tag

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bishiglomper · 1 year

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Sooo... I was bad. I cheated today. 😔

I only got a wristband for Saturday. I thought i would have been able to check out the dealers room by then. But I couldn't shop in pikachu and the nephew wasnt crazy about letting me shop either. 👀

But. Kids wristbands cover either day, so what i did was wear pikachu past the threshold because they didnt ask me yesterday for proof. So I thought i could sneak past, especially since the kiddo had a pass. Which worked, they didnt ask.

But the rest of the day he was in the pikachu suit. He loved it. And everyone loved him. He speaks pikachu and dances and hes real good with kiddos. And everyone liked that it was a kid in the suit!

A baby came up with "uppy" hands. He crouched down and stayed still so she could check him out. And there was another little girl who just kept hugging and hugging him.

In the dealers room (when i was in the suit) someone was like "Pikachu! Theres another pikachu, they went that way!" So I was like "Pika pi!? Pika!" And waddled as fast as i could. We found them. A suit just like mine!

I slipped my phone out the zipper so nephew could get a picture of us....

But then my zipper got caught. And i spent the next several minutes trying to get it. People were getting photos of us two pikachu the whole time, which i didnt notice. And then the pikachu moved on before I could get it fixed. 😭 Nephew tried to take video but it was awful. So no pictures 💔

This is the only picture i got. Marshmallow man vs Pikachu 😁

After that, the staff guarding the door who had a charizard plushie, put it on the ground and motioned like he was sending it out for battle and nephew like. Thunderbolted at him. 😁

This one kid in a pikachu onesie really liked him. I think he was about nephews age, maybe a year or two younger. I wanted to get a picture of the family but i never really got to. Mom and dad were team skull, they had a baby zubat and their other two were pikachu and charizard. We saw them a lot.

I'll post a picture of my handful of loot later 👀

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viperiti · 2 years

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WHAT I THINK THE GENSHIN WOMEN'S HANDWRITING IS LIKE !

no x anybody. just plain hcs. i'm just trying to get this noticed dont mind the tags.

includes all playable women + signora!

CW?! slight cursing and this isnt proofread we die like rex lapis

also haha please reblog if you enjoyed reading this ahahaha please i beg you nobody reblogs my stuff anymore ahaha my work flops so badly because of it ahahahahaahaha

AMBER

it's barely readable

but very cute if you can make out what it says

she puts hearts as the dots on her is

she mixes cursive and regular without realising

AYAKA

her handwriting is very neat

its in cursive but it looks like regular letters if that makes sense

she has her own special way to write everyone's name <3

probably the 3d neatest handwriting of them all tbh

BARBARA

amber 2.0 but hers is neater

she tried to copy jean's a little bit but that didnt work out

doesnt know how to write in cursive /j

but overall very aesthetically pleasing

BEIDOU

messy but comprehendable

ningguang cant read it though

i have nothing much to say about this one

thats it

EULA

very very very neat. shes an aristocrat what did you expect?

she was forced to write in cursive from a young age and she still doesnt know how to write an e in regular

maybe i am a eula kinnie

lets move on before this gets overly personal yeah

FISCHL

looked at eula's once and tries to imitate it

she does a good job at it too

hers is a little messier but its barely noticable

congrats fish

GANYU

HER HANDWRITING IS ADORABLE

she draws little pictures of her and keqing or her and cloud retainer after the fullstops <3

hearts on top of the is and as the full stops

shes so cute pls

HU TAO

a strange mix of amber and ayaka

its neat when she wants it to be

probably makes it messy on purpose to annoy people

this little shit

JEAN

it isnt anything fancy

but very formal

i'm probably making 0 sense rn

but yes thats all i can think of for her

KEQING

same thing as jean but make it SLIGHTLY fancy

the most readable on this list

she uses the blue ink pens instead of the black ones though

she signs off her name in cursive

KOKOMI

literally just the same thing as eula

except it gets messier and messier as her energy drains

if its nothing formal she will use stars as the fullstops

you can tell i'm running out of ideas

KUJOU SARA

another one thats just like eula

yeah i'm truly out of ideas now

sorry sara

</3

LISA

this just screams lisa to me

feel free to bully me about it

i will not falter think any different no matter what you tell me

fight me

MONA

i give up describing so here

yeah thats it no further comments

NINGGUANG

usually has her helpers write for her

but when she does it?

its a bit like this

NOELLE

another one with really cute handwriting

better visual description here

signs off with smiley faces <3

noelle my beloved

RAIDEN SHOGUN

this

but make it old school

her handwriting is probably the same as it was 500 years ago

yeah

RAIDEN EI

her handwriting used to be the same as the shogun's

but after meeting the traveler she changed it

it now looks more like this

ROSARIA

MY WIFE <3 where do i begin with this one

its like

this

but messier yk?

LA SIGNORA

the one with the neatest handwriting on this list

it looks like this

but it changes depending on what shes writing

if its personal it'll be ever so slightly messier

SHENHE

weird hc but the more ropes she has on the more neat her handwriting is

but overall it always looks like this

if she doesnt have her binds on then it gets a lot messier

SUCROSE

i'm not sure about her tbh

all i can think of is that her hands are probably kinda shaky when she writes letters and stuff

not with her alchemy notes or whatever

it looks kinda like this

XIANGLING

it looks like this idk

XINYAN

i have zero ideas

this???

I'LL UPDATE THIS WITH THE REST LATER I'M TIRED RN

#📂 writings.txt #genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact headcanons #genshin headcanons #genshin women #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader

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honeydew-mel0n · 3 years

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DmC Dante lives on a fair ground and I can totally see him treating his nightly stand to some fair food and carnival games. Impressing her with all the games he knows how to beat and maybe she even impresses him. I picture the Deadpool skiball bit where he just throws the ball into the hole.

He knows which games are rigged and has her avoid them. He knows which games are rigged and still beats them. God forbid he does the strongman challenge.

I haven’t written for DmC for a little while now, so forgive me if it’s a bit off or OOC. And i didnt really mention the readers gender anywhere.

Dante x reader

High Striker

The flashing lights, screaming kids, teenagers just trying to have fun, food venders calling out to you to try their greasy food that will absolutely make you sick hours from now.

Overwhelming.

That is, if you had been alone. The arm resting heavily around your shoulder grounded you, like he knew it would be too much- without you even saying a word about it. This whole thing was his idea, he’d asked you out again and when you finally confronted him about- you know- actually taking you out on a date instead of fucking your brains out… his first offer was the place he calls his front yard. The Limbo City Fairgrounds. And you- well, you’ll take what you can get.

Everything was packed by couples and kids alike, swarming games to try and win the biggest stuffed animals- even though they knew that the games were rigged. He claimed that he knew how to win some of the rigged games, and which games were too rigged to win. Which was a theory you definitely wanted to test out.

“Anything look fun yet?” You shrug, looking around at the different flashing games. “Hmm, not really. You choose, and I'll pay to play.” You feel his chest jump with a light scoff. “Alright, that’s fine… how about…” He looks around, eying the skeeball. That should be easy enough… but also enough to impress you. It was older and a little broken up, no one was in line to play it, and the guy managing it looked like he was completely checked out.

He uses the hand that is hanging over your shoulder to point to it. “That. Should be a good starter.”

You caught on immediately, forcing down a laugh at the knock off deadpool decorations, you nod. “Yeah, sounds good.” You pay for his round and watch as the game signals that he can start. He gets in a few good ones, but falls short three times to many for a good score. You watch as the confusion sets in. His mouth opens to speak, but he can't push anything out. You quickly pay for another round to let him see if it was just an off round, or if he just sucked. And this time he comes two balls too short for a good score.

“What’s wrong? I thought you knew how to beat the rigged games.” It was quite clearly a taunt from you, but he brushes it off. His bottom lip puffs out just slightly, his voice dropping low. “Yeah, but these aren’t usually rigged.” “ ‘cus it isn’t. I’ll show you what's going on, if you pay for my round.” He stares at you, looks at the skeeball machine, then back at you. Slowly, he starts to nod and pulls some cash from the back pocket of his jeans. “Alright, fine.”

Your round starts, and you nail all the shots. You shoot him an awkward finger gun as the vendor holding- back a groan- gets a ladder to grab the stuffed animal you wanted. You turn to Dante and his brows are knit, jaw slacked with even more confusion than before. “You’re a strong guy-” you pat his arm. “But throwing the ball as hard as possible is not gonna work every time.” you wink as the vendor hands you your plush. It was a little moist from the nearby water, the sea winds sometimes carrying a welcomed cool spray. Damp, but cute nonetheless.

You hold it out to your companion. “For you.” His eyes lock on it before slowly trailing back to you. “Will you at least hold it for me?” His lips press in a fake and snarky smile, taking it and tucking it under his arm for you. Taking hold of that arm, you both continue on into the fair. There’s a lot of shit to do here, including rides… which is what attracts the tourists. But neither of you would trust that ferris wheel, not with his luck. Fuck that.

Looking around you notice one of those strength testers, the one that has you punch a little punching bag. The high striker is next to it, but it’s got a line of couples- superficial dudes trying to impress their girlfriends. You elbow his side lightly, gesturing over to the punching game. “You want to do that?” Your expression drops flat, cocking your head to the side just slightly. “You want me to do that? Yeah, yeah, I can do that.” He actually pays for it himself as you hold onto the stuffed animal. As soon as it signals for him to god, there’s no hesitation.

His fist collides with the little bag and it flies up and into the little spot on the top of the machine. The bright red numbers pin through as it registers just how hard he punched. Eventually they stop and flash a big ‘6000’. Which is the highest score you can get. He looks over at you, and shoots you finger guns, causing laughter to bubble up from deep within your chest. God, you thought that you were a huge dork for doing them in the first place, but he’s just as much for doing them back.

Through your laughter, you gesture over your shoulder to the high striker. “Alright big man, think you could win that one?” “Think? I know I can.”

It took a good while for your turn to come, the line wasn’t super long- it only felt that way. Watching dudes fail miserably to impress their date and not even getting half way is only good entertainment for the first three times, the rest just turns into pure second hand embarrassment. Like how hard could this game be? Well, pretty fucking hard apparently. Watching so many people- some of which looked like they could body this game- not do well shot your confidence in Dante down a little bit.

Not that it was a big deal or anything, you just came to expect the outcome to be the same as all you had just witnessed.

However, this did not sway your companion at all. In fact, it seemed to spur him on and even make him feel more confident. By the time your turn comes, he’s jittery and excited. You pay for him, because he forgets as he steps up to the game. There’s a cockiness to his walk, and behind you, you can hear someone scoff at him. With that, he does look like every other guy who’s overly confident in his strength. Picking up the wood mallet, he lets himself get a good hold and foot placement. He isn’t even up there for a minute before the person at the back of the line shouts.

“Hurry the fuck up and lose already!”

The moment it registers in your head, he goes. His movements are quick and fluid, so quick you can barely see him move. The mallet lands with a loud metallic crashing, it’s so hard that you swear to god the dock shakes under your feet from it. The metal ball flies up quick, the old light bulbs buzzing to life the higher it goes. And this isn’t one of the small, dinky ones either- it has to be around 8 feet. It crashes against the bell at the top so hard the bell cracks a little instead of giving a sound ring. Your jaw drops with the mechanism and you swear that everyone else around you lowers their voices for a second.

The machine explodes with light as it shows he was able to hit the bell. The mallet falls from his hand and he turns to you with a shit eating grin. “You gonna just stand there, or are you actually going to pick a prize?” Your slack jaw twists into a smile similar to his as the guys behind you groan.

It was late, way late, and all of the vendors had started to close up. The two of you had finally wandered back to his trailer, you had a few extra prizes now. After the high striker you both played a few more games before fucking off and dicking around the whole park. And after a night like that, you’re ready to just escape the crowds… or just more than one person at a time. You’re tired, that’s it.

The trailer door opens with a light screech, you watch as he wastes no time tossing all the cheap stuffed animals into the messy abyss of his home. You turn around, both your eyes meeting with worn smiles. “That was a rather interesting night.” He shrugs, hands falling out of his pockets. “It’s the best I could do, for now.” “I never said I had any problem with it.” you lean against the door frame, putting on your best doe eyes. “Plus, what you did to the high striker was pretty hot.”

And with Dante being Dante, he catches on immediately. Taking a single, broad step forward, you two are suddenly chest to chest. “Oh yeah?” “Yeah.” He leans just slightly, and you lean into him. Feeling his breath on your skin. “Glad you liked it.” Now the rest of this night can go one of two ways depending on you moves first, so you do it. You make the move, pressing your lips to his. Despite being exposed to the cold ocean wind for the past couple of hours, his lips are still so warm. They’re warm, chapped, and so full of that light electric sensation you feel every time you touch him.

Your lips part briefly. “Have fun?” He says, and you let out a gentle hum in response. “And I'm ready for more.” You push back in, with more vigor this time, grabbing a fistfull of his wife beater and backing your way inside with him right with you. His lips twist into a smile against yours, you can feel that electricity he has sparking against you. The trailer door slams in your wake, leaving the metallic bang echoing through the docks.

#dmc devil may cry #dante sparda x reader #reboot dante x reader #reboot dante #dmc devil may cry x reader #dante x reader #sp*ardacest shippers DNI

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peterrparrkerr · 3 years

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Prostate milking - read on ao3

Inspired by this picture!

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Peter knows he shouldn't be messing with the suit. He knows. Tony put the training wheels protocol on for a reason.

But Peter didn't need training wheels. He was fucking dating Tony Stark! He was Spiderman, and he was starting college in the spring!

He took out the Vulture and Beck and fought against Captain America! He didnt need training wheels.

Hacking into the suit was a piece of cake, and finding the protocol was easy peazy.

He'd disabled it within ten minutes of finding it, and quickly donned his red and blue suit, ready to test it out. After years of being child protected, it was time to see what he could really do with Stark tech at his disposal.

Only what ended up happening was something he wasn't expecting. The suit stops working completely, and locks up.

"What?" Peter demands, reaching up to pull his mask off. Only it won't come off.

"Karen, what's wrong with my suit?" Peter demands, pressing the spider on his chest to no avail.

He's trapped inside his suit!

"It seems someone has manually taken control of your suit," Karen said. Peter's heart hammers in his chest and he frantically begins clawing at his chest and neck, desperate for a way to get it off.

"Override it!" He demanded, voice raising a couple octaves.

"I'm sorry, it seems whoever has taken control knows all of my protocols and is locking me out."

Peter lets out a small whimper, looking around the room for anything that could help. His eyes land on the computer.

His suit was hooked up to it, maybe whoever got ahold of it snuck through.

Peter drops to his knees in front of the computer, frantically clicking away, trying to find whoever hitched a ride into his suit.

"Peter."

Peter jumped, then let out a breath of relief.

"Tony!" He nearly sobbed. "Someones hacked my suit. I can't get out of it!"

"I know," Tony's voice speaks through Peter's suit. "You think I wouldn't be alerted to anyone messing with my tech?"

"Can-can you fix it?" Peter asked, desperate.

"Of course," Tony said, sounding insulted that Peter would even insinuate that he couldn't. "But first, I think you should be punished."

That stops Peter short. "Punished? For what? Tony I'm stuck in my suit!"

"I know, I put you in there," Tony responded. "You're not ready for the trainingwheels protocol to be removed. I thought we talked about this before."

"I am!" Peter argues. "I'm ready, Tony, I'm not a kid anymore."

"I'm aware of that," Tony sighed. "But you're still not ready. I told you not to hack into the suit and you did it anyway."

"Tony-"

"I'll be home in an hour," Tony said. "We'll see where you're at and determine if you need to be punished longer."

"You're gonna trap me in the suit?" Peter demanded incredulously.

"Yep," Tony responds. "Behave."

And then Tony's voice is gone, and something else happens to the suit.

Peter lets out a yelp when he feels something pressing into his ass. The nanotech of the suit is shifting.

"Tony- Tony! What-" he drops to his hands when the tech breaches him. Its not thick enough to stretch him out, but he feels it press into his prostate.

He yelps when it starts vibrating.

"Fuck," he gasps. "Fuck, fuck, Tony, stop, turn it off."

Tony doesn't respond.

"Karen, over-override systems, turn it off!"

"I'm sorry, Peter, I've lost all controls to the suit," Karen says. Peter groans.

Tony had to have added this special feature to his suit after they got together.

The pulsing vibrations at his prostate has his cock hardening against his stomach, trapped in the suit.

He cums with a choked off whimper, chest heaving.

An hour of this, he thinks with dread. The vibrating doesn't let up.

Peter trembles on the floor, gripping at his mask. He tugs, and almost cries when it pulls free.

He drops it to the ground before frantically reaching for the rest of the suit, wondering if Tony relinquished the controls or if Karen had been able to override it anyway.

But the suit doesn't come off, and Peter shudders at the feeling of the pulsing in his ass.

"Tony- Tony please I can't do this," he said, desperate. Tony doesn't respond.

He turns his eyes to the alarm clock on the nightstand. Three minutes have passed.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he grinds out. He can feel his cum in the suit, sticking to his skin.

He shudders and shifts, hands pressed into the floor, sitting on his heels. He tries to take controlled breaths, but its hard.

His second orgasm is sharper than the first one, more intense, and Peter drops to his side, writhing on the floor as his prostate is assaulted without stop.

Its the longest hour of Peter's life, and he cums two more times, each time taking him longer to get there.

He's sobbing by the time Tony comes into their bedroom, and he's so out of it, he can't even register his presence, even when Tony sits down on the bench at the end of the bed.

"Look at you," Tony murmurs. Peter chokes on a sob, forehead pressed into the floor, body trembling. His hips rock on their own accord, and his hands reach for Tony, gripping his pantleg.

"Ton-Tony, make it st-stop," he begs wetly. Tony reaches down and pets Peter's hair, slightly damp with sweat. "Ple-please make it sto-op!"

"Karen," Tony speaks, ignoring Peter's pleas. "How many times has he cum?"

"Four, sir," Karens voice rings out quietly. Peter feels himself tip over the edge again. Its painful and dry and has Peter nearly blacking out. He wails against the floor, trembling like a small dog.

"Please, please, please," Peter pleads on repeat. "I can't, I can't-"

Peter wraps his hand around Tony's ankle, desperate for an anchor.

"Just one more, Pete," Tony says softly, continuing to pet Peter's hair.

"I can't!" He sobs, breath hitching.

"I know, baby, but this is a punishment," Tony responds. "You know better than to mess with the suit."

"Please, Tony," Peter whimpers. He knows it'll take an excruciatingly long time to cum a sixth time. There's a sharp pain in his ass from overstimulation, and his cock throbs in the worst way.

"Come here, baby," Tony hums. It takes help for Peter to crawl into Tony's lap, sobbing and trembling as he does.

He straddles Tony's thighs, wrapping his arms around Tony's shoulders and burying his face there.

Tony runs soothing hands up and down Peter's suited torso, from his sides to his back, then down to his thighs, and back up.

The whole while he murmurs to Peter, soothing words that do nothing to relieve the pain.

"I can't," Peter sobs, voice wet and brittle as tears soak Tony's shirt.

"You're almost there," Tony murmurs, kissing at Peter's neck. "Just one more and then you're done."

Peter's final orgasm is white hot. Pain shoots up his entire body. Theres no pleasure at all, its all painful and dry and Peter wails loudly, gripping Tony for dear life.

"All done," Tony promises. The suit turns off immediately at his words and Peter sobs in relief, his whole body sore and still trembling.

"No more messing with the suit, Peter," Tony says, wrapping his arms around Peter before standing.

Peter shakes his head, wrapping his legs around Tony's waist as the older walks them to the bathroom.

"Lets get you cleaned up."

#marvel #tony stark #peter parker #starker #ironman #spiderman #my writing #ao3 #sfsummerbingo21

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snobgoblin · 2 years

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heck yeah I just found this and I love it because now I have an excuse to infodump :D

I'll edit this post as the days go on, counting today as 2 bc I stayed up past midnight

1. from my dad and the radio :D it was just popular when I was a kid. Plus, my dad had an original Demon Days CD and I would just spend hours *staring* at the cover art because I thought it was so pretty. Didn't really *genuinely* get into it until about 9th grade. It was always in my life, sure, but I didnt pay it any mind until then. The first song I my 9th grade homework playlist is Feel Good (I know its basic shh) bUT then, I didnt start getting severely hyperfixated on it until relatively recently. Not sure when, maybe toward the end of last summer

2. DONT MAKE ME CHOOSE- I love them all for different reasons okay?? They all hold very special places in my heart. But.. I guess when it comes down to it, either Ace or 2-D. Ace because I vaguely remember """getting married""" to him on the playground during first grade (because I was lonely and had no friends) so he's always just been a favourite of mine. 2-D because he's very sentimental. Also because I've once been told "you're a 2-D I can just smell it" in a Gorillaz convo from a stranger so- yeah, I've just been told by a lot of people I'm very similar to him so I guess 2-D

3. number one hands down, probably my biggest hyperfixation, ever

4. I dont have any way of knowing but I'd have to guess Feel Good purely bc that's what my dad plays when he asks "what do you want to listen to?" and I usually say "idk, whatever you want" and he knows I like Gorillaz but only knows that song so he plays it. Anyway, besides that either Humility or Sleeping Powder, I listened to ONLY Sleeping Powder for like 3 months straight one time and Humility is my comfort video

5. my favourite video is hard plz- I like so many of them for different reasons!- I guess Humility bc it gives me infinite seratonin

6. oh hands down the old one where 2-D is describing what it's like to be creative, that one is absolutely beautiful and deeply resonated with me. it's a shame he doesnt say things like that anymore

7. least favourite song.. probably either the yodeling pickle one from The Fall or Ghost Train. Gives me a headache. Also one of the last ones from the "Gorillaz" album, there's wind blowing the whole time and it annoys me. I dont like that album very much in general it's too heavy on drums (ily Russel but-) and it gives me a headache

8. favourite album.. THAT IS A LOADED QUESTION- Uhhhh I guess the SONGS I most CONSISTENTLY like come from Plastic Beach, but Demon Days is a strong contender. The Fall has some songs I really love but also some I cannot stand. I love some of Humanz but i havent listened to all of it. Also, The Now Now rocks, but it's not my favourite. Song Machine has like, 3 I like and I dont care about the rest. So, anyway, probably Plastic Beach

9. I do have merch!! along with a few loose items I have 2 tshirts, the 2020 almanac, and my favourite!! Is!! the signature I got for my 18th birthday!! I absolutely adore this thing, it's a picture from phase 2 I'm pretty sure but it has Damon Albarn's, Paul Simonon's, and Mick Jones's signatures on it! So I did some research and it must be from right around 2010 (which is the time chemical X takes place!!) because they worked on Plastic Beach the song and if I understand correctly they were part of the touring crew for concerts during phase 3! its really rad

10. hmm.. depends on the person.. I guess the most palatable for a general audience would be obviously the hits like Feel Good INC, DARE, Dirty Harry, Clint Eastwood, but besides that: O Green World is really good, Sleeping Powder, She's My Collar, Humility, Tranz, and Amarillo :]

11. Even though I don't like most of the songs on Gorillaz (the album) it really is my favourite cover art, it's just so pretty and that green is so nice and <333

12. I think I'd sob violently and ascend instantly if Gorillaz covered any Jack Stauber song specifically Candy Eyes

13. Noodle would not like me at all I can tell you that right now- She's way too interesting and I'm way too awkward. She scares me and I adore her but alas she would not feel the same about me. Murdoc would also dislike me because I'm kind of a hippie and he hates them, but we might get along talking about environmentalism and old rock. I think it's hard to mess up being friends with Russ, just don't be a jerk and he'll respect you. I think I'd really get along with him, I've been told I'm kind of similar to him, maybe we'd talk about being paranoid or sm hshsh- I think 2-D is someone I have a lot in common with and in theory that would be amazing, but in practice we'd butt heads and end up hating each other, Ace would hate me for the simple fact that I am close to being a child, but I adore him. So yeah I'd probably end up hanging out with Russ at a party or sm

14. Best song to listen to when you're happy: 19-2000, 5/4, DARE, Plastic Beach (the song not the album), Humility, and People

15. I dont get sad I get hopeless depressed and vaguely angry and really wanna dance, here are some good songs for that: She's My Collar, Charger, Saturnz Barz, Tranz, Souk Eye, Fire Flies, Kids With Guns, Empire Ants, Rhinestone Eyes, To Binge, Sleeping Powder, Some Kind Of Nature, Glitter Freeze, O Green World, Every Planet We Reach Is Dead, Broken, Revolving Doors, Amarillo, PAC-MAN, Aspen Forest, and November Has Come ((JEEZ THATS A LOT-

also Sorcererz is a good one to cry in the shower to

#15 day gorillaz challenge

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shyrose57 · 3 years

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2nd part than.

8: (This ones longgggg) Their rooms all have the same beige (like brown mushroom color) walls and floors. As their not allowed to change that. But Watson has some bookshelves in his room along with a old adventurer cape that goes in front of his body and hangs to his ankles (Item-Ya Adventurer Cape is a perfect example. Idk the actual name for the kind of cape it is), some display cases featuring his strongest bows and arrows, along with a sword and axe, along with pictures of the group toghere and pictures from his travels on the walls, he has a single lone desk that is only used when designing new bows or arrows. Ran also has bookshelves, but his is bigger and takes up a whole wall, he also as a winter cape with fur on its shoulders hung up (he lived in a snow biome for a little while and made the cape himself), along with a single weapon case that features a lone damaged neitherite sword, he also has chests stacked along a wall filled with random stuff that he sometimes gives as gifts or uses to throw at people. Jackie has a few paintings and posters in his room, along with the only carpet in any bedroom (that he totally didnt steal from Grievous), a panting easel, he has a single display case in his room that displays the sword Porkius gave him for winning, theres also pictures of the group toghere and a small chest next to his bed filled with things that belongs to someone in the group. Grievous has a small bookshelf (one book is a naming book Watson jokingly gave him), a chest filled to the brim with blankets and pillows (cause for him comfort is a necessity), he also has a desk that he tends to fall asleep at when doing literally anything on it. Everyone also has a good sized wardrobe somewhere in their room that is filled with different outfits and w statue stands with either iron armour or empty. There is also a four-way-bunkbed in the living room/area, they typically use it when someone is having or had a very bad day and needs comfort, or when Jackie's separation anxiety is bad and needs to sleep with everyone nearby.

Ran loves reading and sometimes gets mad when someone intrupts his reading. Watson loves designing new bows and arrows and just designing weapons in general (Grievous does too and helps him sometimes). Jackie likes to paint and has a interest in adventuring one day. They are well known but only in Subbin and surrounding cities. Though word does travel about them at times which can bring people to Subbin. They have 2 titles actually! First is used in typical matches, while the second is used in more formal or serious matches (like those for general). Ran: The Enderman, Partikel Tari (Dancing Particles, referencing how when he fights when serious its like he's dancing as he teleports around the field). Watson: The Archer, Multi (Referencing how he has more experience than anyone in the use of all kinds of weapons and can quickly adjust to situations). Grievous: Multi-Named, Unpredictable (referring to how he is by far the most unpredictable person in serious battles). Jackie: The Child, Diremehake (Underestimated, referring to how he gets underestimated a lot during any battle). They get recognized quite often and get called their stage names, when they dont want to deal with people recognizing them they often either yell at them to go away or just run away.

9: They do all of the above! It depends on the match up (Jackie and Watson stay out of eachothers way mostly, Ran and Grievous make it one on one, and Ran and Jackie take them out quick). Oh the first time Ran threw Jackie was hailours. You could hear Watson screaming from the stands in fear and Jackie just head-butted the guy in the stomach. Then when Jackie recovered he just yelled for Ran to throw him again, and once again you could hear Watson screaming no and threats at them from the stands. Ran agreed and threw Jackie at the last person, who he just bear hugged as he hit and held them down. Then after the battle Watson smacked the two and chastised them.

10: At first he drops stuff and trips over his feet on a regular basis. But after about 3 weeks he fully regains his balance, and is able to finally walk without tripping at the start. While the attempts at bonding do work to get Ranbob and Cletus closer the two never get as close as the rest. Neither can really name what's stopping them from getting closer though. For the first week people need to constantly remind Ranbob to do all of those things. As he thinks the constant hunger, thirst, and tiredness is all normal when its not and their trying to get him to understand that. And while he eventually starts to do it himself, theres still some nights where he doesnt eat or drink or sleep. They just leave the two in the house, but later they do start to expand the house a bit to fit the new addition. He does not get his own place up, he just gives up after some time. He doesn't fall asleep out there to often thankfully, but since the house keeps falling on him he does get cuts and bruises quite often. He gets stuck in a rain storm only 2 times which isn't bad, but he does get semi-bad burns from them sadly that Benjamin has to sit him down for and have Charles distract him for long enough to wrap his wounds properly. And it only took Benjamin like 4 weeks before he finally got fed up and forced him inside and had him stay with them. He has dealt with a storm before when he was young! But it was when he was about 12 so its been a long while.

11: He spends all of his free time glaring at them. And for the first few days whenever he sees someone from his group hanging around his brothers, he'll go over and pick em up and just carry them away. The fishermen worry for a bit that Ran may hurt them, but Watson assured them that Ran knows the two groups like eachother and wouldn't hurt them incase that could hurt his families feelings.

12: Ranbob is extremely happy about potentially getting new members of his family! And eagerly tries to talk with them. But Ran is far less happy and actively avoids them (and drags his family away at times).

13: At the start they have no idea where their going. But when Grievous brings up about Rans damaged sword they decide to find a nether portal so they can find whats needed to repair his sword! And Watson decides on the way he can show them all the different biomes in the world, which Jackie is extremely excited for.

14: If the fishermen get separated from Ranbob for too long he actively goes and searches for them. And refuses to stop until he finds them. When upset Ran loves to pick up members of his Haunting, though he doesnt do them often as he knows his Haunting doesn't like it when he does it to often. He and Ranbob also pick up blocks though as it's a comfort action and soothes them. Cuddles piles do happen! They happen more for Ranbob to comfort him after a nightmare or just a bad day, or when he basically relapses and wants to go back to Dream. But cuddle piles are more rare in Rans group, as cuddle piles only happen when anyone is doing really badly mentally or physically and just need comfort, or when they all just need some comfort. But their much more sentimental and have more meaning than Ranbobs groups.

15: Oh definitely. I forget if I included it when I first introduced my Au. But soon after Ran escaped Mizu, he was hunted for his pearl and respawn ability. Though he killed the people hunting him. Every year he was out of Mizu and every year before he entered Subbin he was hunted by multiple groups. He's become legend just for avoiding so many groups and killing a vast majority of them. He's known as the "Green Eyed Enderman." and is a top goal amongst hunters. There are some times Ran got jumped in Subbin for being a hybrid but he quickly defeated them.

Karl has played his role in this! Though maybe I could make it so he comes in later on during a really difficult part between the brothers, and helps out. Using his own experiences in the SMP and seeing what ruined relationships like brothers does to someone and others, to make sure their relationship doesn't stay so broken and hurt so many people. Maybe at the end I'll have them go back and face Dream so Ranbob (and even Ran slightly, with how Dreams presence affected him) can finally be completely free. As of rn no one has a pet. But that question made me really want to give someone a raven and idk who. I want to have bits of the other Tales in it! Im not quite sure how yet but I want this to be a mostly Tales ONLY au (no main SMP stuff unless needed or necessary) as the Tales don't have enough love. He does write down the experience he had with the Dream Experience and writes down very important things, but other than that he leaves it behind.

Im really happy to hear that you like my au. I love world and story building a lot and can't control how much I write sometimes, again im sorry this is so long and I'll do my best to not make anything this long ever again. Sorry if this bothered you

8: Sounds pretty interesting, overall. Was Watson-as his cape suggest-perhaps an adventurer? And he designs his own bows and arrows? Very cool. What kind of things does he come up with? Ran also sounds like he’s traveled a bit. He knows how to sew? Has he ever made anything for anyone else? Where did he get his sword? Jackie’s got a carpet? Very nice, he deserves it. And a painting easel? How good is he at painting? Or is it more of something he’s just trying? Grievous sounds like he could build a very good pillow fort, and honestly, good for him. How often do they camp out in the bunk bed room?

Ran not liking being interrupted is understandable. Does he ever read to anyone, or is it more some alone time for him? Grievous and Watson must design some terrifying weapons. Where is Jackie looking at adventuring to? Anywhere specific, or just around? And what language(s) is Ran and Jackie’s secondary titles in? Latin?

9: Very smart of them, means it’ll be harder to pick up a pattern. And hearing about Ran tossing Jackie-I’m laughing. I’m not going to lie, kind of assumed it was planned pre-match, but hearing that they just decided to throw him? Watson’s reaction? Just...hilarious. Was Jackie even prepared for it, or did Ran just toss them without warning? Honestly, it kind of sounds like people might come to the Pit for the comedy just as much for the fighting. If this was the kind of thing that went down, I’d probably come to watch.

10: Oh no, Ranbob! At least he’s getting better. So Cletus and Ranbob never quite click, huh? Well, that’s alright. Sometimes people just don’t. Doesn’t mean they don’t care about each other! Ranbob thinking it’s normal, oh god. Does he ever say something along those lines, or get confused why the others are so worried about it? If so, how do the fishermen react to that question, and how does Ranbob react to the answer. As for the house, well. He can say he tried if nothing else-and hey, funny story to share with the gladiators later on. It’s good that he wasn’t caught in too many storms, less that he was caught in some at all. I’m sure that was a big help in convincing Benjamin to finally just put his foot down, which, honestly good for him. You go, Benjamin!

11: Ran, bud, chill. I like how you said his free time though-my first thought was that he immediately finished a book and went over to glare at them. Probably not true, but a hilarious mental image. Very glad Watson has reassured the fishermen-how did Ranbob react to that worry of theirs?

12: Ran’s actions are pretty understandable, but still a bit sad. How does Ranbob feel about them? Is he resigned? Determined? Upset?

13: Adventure! Into possibly dangerous places! How fun! Can’t wait to see where it goes. What do they see? What’s the first stop? How long are they heading off?

14: He won’t stop? Like, potentially will work himself into the ground won’t stop? Ran just picks up his members like blocks. And, oh boy. Ranbob wanting to go back to Dream? That’s just. Oof. Very much oof. How do the fishermen deal with that, and how do they feel about it?

15: Ran sounds like he’s had a less than enjoyable time out there. Do these hunters ever go after them once they leave Subbin? Do they target Ranbob? I mean, he’s another Endermen hybrid, and one who definitely isn’t as skilled as Ran, or as used to them. He’d be a much easier target.

So Karl’s gonna come in towards the end. Nice. Ran was also affected by Dream? How so? Obviously less than his brother, but did he ever notice? Did Ranbob? Sounds like it’d be a good final showdown, over all.

As for that pet raven, may I offer some suggestions? You could give one to Jackie and Grievous, so it can help them cause havoc, or maybe one to Benjamin, so it can help him keep an eye on his dorks. Maybe even Cletus, to help snag things, and mess with people, or Isaac, maybe to help find things. Even Watson, or one of the brothers, to help keep watch over their groups. Really, you could give any of these guys a raven. Depending on said bird’s personality, it could fit anywhere. Just depends on what you want to do with it.

I completely agree with you, we need more Tales AUs. Ranbob and Ran did come from what was basically a city of historians, perhaps you could use that to tie in the other Tales? Or even have them across the old ruins of areas on their adventure. Even chunk in more time travel, via Karl or otherwise, if you want to toss in more characters.

Ranbob pretty much starts over then. Good for him. How does Ran feel about that? Actually, who was Ran’s idol, and his general life on Mizu, before the Dream incident?

Other questions:

One thing I’d like to know is how the groups react to each other’s experiences and general life styles. Like for one, Ranbob and the fishermen generally seem more physically affectionate with each other, while Ran and the gladiators seem fairly less so, but no less close.

For another, the fishermen probably still remind Ranbob to eat or sleep, which would probably seem a bit confusing for the gladiators. How much do they know about both sides? Obviously enough for them to want to help get the brothers back together, but like.

How much do the gladiators believe Ranbob’s side. Are they wary, or skeptical, or do they believe it completely, and if so, why?

How long was Ran left running, evading hunters, and how has that affected him? How many times do both brothers say something concerning, and how do they react to what the other says?

You’ve said Ranbob occasionally relapses and wants to return to Dream. Does this happen on the trip? And if so, how do the gladiators react to such a thing-depending on how much they know about the whole thing, I can imagine mixed reactions. How does Ran react?

How do both groups react to the new endermen hybrids? They seem to have dealt with different instincts before now, so seeing Ranbob trail the fishermen and Ran just pick up the gladiators must be a bit strange.

What can Ranbob keep down? Not only was Dream in control, and not particularly careful with his body, but supplies were probably also somewhat limited when he did eat. So how has that affected him?

Are there any nicknames within in the groups? How do the gladiators react to the schedule change, considering they had set times for so much before? How do the fishermen react to the new areas? What habits are/become shared, and what habits are restricted to one group.

In general, just...how the fishermen and the gladiators differ in lifestyles, basically.

For another, in one of the earlier post, you mentioned both Isaac and Cletus wanted to return to Mizu. Isaac kind of gives me a historian vibe himself, or some sort of archaeologists. Just a kind of person who wants to learn about history-perhaps something to do with the fact that he was played by Karl, and the whole time traveler thing.

But anyway, what exactly did those two want to do down there? Explore, learn, steal?

And how would you say everyone’s personalities are like? Will you be introducing anymore characters, Tales or otherwise. It’d be interesting to see a Pit version of Tommy, or Puffy, or such.

How does Ran react when he finally accepts the truth, and what exactly pushes him to that?

Hope this isn’t too many questions. I’m pretty invested, not gonna lie.

And seriously, I don’t mind the length. Long or short, I’m really just happy to hear more about your AU, and I look forward to more.

#dream smp #Brothers AU #dream smp au #ranbob #tales from the smp #ran #jackie #watson #grievous #cletus #isaac #benjamin #karl jacobs

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getitinbusan · 4 years

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Jungkooks full sleeve photo is the most coveted and valuable picture in the industry. Every photograper is waiting for him to slip up and show some skin. Hired by Dispatch to catch him when he's most vulnerable, will you be able get the money shot? 18+ Smut

Exposed

Scheduled to go last, Jungkook nervously stood watching Taehyung finish his session. Not only was the concept of the shoot strange for him, the photographer was also really sexy, the guys had spent the day texting back and forth about her. Of course Tae had nailed it, they were looking for raw sex appeal and vulnerability but Jungkook was afraid all he could pull off was cute baby bunny.

The next comeback was supposed to be about ego and personal identity, basically them stepping out of their fan assumed contrived personas. A more grown up take on their image was in order, and Jungkook just hadn't been able to figure out who he really was yet, let alone how much of himself he was ready to reveal.

"Thanks Tae, you're a superstar" you high fived him as he gathered his stuff to leave. Jungkook apprehensively approached introducing himself. His hair was long and wavy and his stylists chose a wardrobe of a loose fitting button down with ripped jeans and black combat boots. He looked delicious but it was a look you'd seen a million times on him in every other magazine spread.

"You look nervous Jungkook, what can we do to fix that?" His shy smile made him look so young. "I'm just not used to this type of shoot, I don't know if I can do sexy," he giggled at his own words.

Perhaps pulling him out of his shell would be harder than you thought, "I think we're going to be ok." You pushed his hair back a little and stared at him, "It's not the sexy that's lacking here, it's your confidence Guk. Sorry, is it ok if I call you that?" He nodded, "So where do you want me? You knew exactly where you wanted him but didn't want to make it look calculated.

Looking around the set you mused out loud, "I shot Tae on the couch and Jimin felt comfortable doing his in the shower so why don't we get you to take the bed" his eyebrow raised and his lips pursed together. "I heard you may be a bit shy so I ordered a closed set. It's just us okay? Why don't you go and just hang out on it and I'll get the lights set up."

You looked over and he was laying on the bed texting, taking your time you wanted him to relax.

Group Chat

J.K: She is HOT. Her skirt is so short, holy shit. I have to shoot on the bed, should I make a move? Did anyone?

Jimin: I made sure to "accidentally" splash water on her white shirt while I did my shower shots. She seemed immune to my charms 😞

Jin: We had to do ours outside too many people watching to openly flirt.

Yoongi:JK, I'll give you a million won if you can get through your shoot without cumming in your pants.

RM: So disrespectful, she's a professional. Those tits though 👌

"Are you ready to start?" You asked trying to pull his attention away from his phone. "Yeah, I think I'm ready now." Moving around the room with the camera you tested several angels as he posed, laying back, leaning over, grabbing the pillow.

Shaking your head you weren't satisfied, "Jungkook, when you're at home relaxing do you wear combat boots?"

He laughed, "No, especially not while I'm laying on the bed." Walking over to him you bent down and started undoing his boots, "What about that shirt? Does it need to be buttoned right up? Maybe we could lose a few?" You threw his boot across the room, "May I?"

You asked tugging at the toe of his sock. "Ahhhh you're one of those foot people" he chuckled. "Well I'm not, but if I was, your feet are actually pretty nice." He blushed turning his attention to his shirt, "is this better?"

Leaning over you crumpled the sheets around him, it was 100% intentional that your breasts just happened to be in his face while you propped the pillow under his head. His hand moved swiftly to pull his shirt over his growing hard on, he was fucked and he knew it.

"Looking better," you coached his posing as you snapped off a few more shots. "Just better?" he sounded disappointed that he couldn't pull sexy off for you.

"Will you trust me Guk?" You asked him as you stood up on the bed over him. Gulping hard he nodded, he wasn't sure what you had planned but being as he could see your panties he was sure he wouldn't mind.

You set the camera down beside him and leaned down to unbutton his shirt the rest of the way. Exposing his chest and abs you let out a subtle hiss, "well, that's something. Close your eyes okay… trust me, this is going to make the shot incredible."

Closing his eyes his brain went into overdrive trying to figure out what you were up to. Goosebumps took over his body when he felt you straddle his lap, your hands moved through his hair disrupting the perfection and your chest pressed softly against him as your mouth connected with his. His lips were soft and his tongue worked quickly to gain entry into yours. He was about to wrap his arms around you, when you stood up and grabbed the camera.

Snapping just as he opened his eyes in wonder, "What the fuck was that?" holding up the digital screen you smiled proudly. "This Jungkook, is sexy. Look at your face, you look totally needy and unravelled. "Taking the camera out of your hands he inspected the photo and smiled. It certainly wasn't a side of himself he'd ever seen before. "Shall we continue then?" you asked. "I'm yours, use me however you see fit," he conceded.

"I was really hoping you'd say that," resuming you stance over him you took control. "Let's show them you're a man now, it's time for everyone to accept that you have desires, I'm going to put my leg in the frame and I want you to run your hands over it like you want me." Closer than before, he could now see your panties had little pink polka dots adorning them, "shouldn't be a problem" he muttered under his breath.

You egged him on, the camera clicking frame after frame, he was getting totally lost in the moment. Sitting up he wrapped his arm around your thigh and brought his face as close as he could to nestle beside your mound. "Fuck Kookie, stay just like that but move your other hand so it's resting on the bulge in your jeans."

His mind was swimming with dirty thoughts as you spoke so frankly. You'd gotten him into a zone, was he just posing or was he just as turned on as you?

The answer came soon enough as you felt his hand move under your skirt. His fingertips ran over your wet panties and you could feel his breath on your thighs, "Is this sexy?" He asked while brushing his nose into your clit, "It's amazing Guk," Hooking his finger into the elastic he pulled your thong to the side and his warm tongue lapped against your folds. "That feels really good baby but we still have to get a few more shots. Let me take care of you okay?"

You tried to back away from his mouth but he got in a few last greddy sucks before detaching his lips and wiping off his chin. "You should have left that there, it would have made a great addition to the pictures."

He grabbed you around the waist pulling you on top of him "Let's put it back then." You had to stay focused, "Can we take some with your shirt off?" You began running your hands over his chest, kissing his abs. He was hesitant,

"I'm not supposed to show my tattoos, management won't let me." Moaning you sat up and took your shirt off, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

He couldn't help but stare at the metal piercings that ran through each of your nipples. "I don't care what anyone thinks about my piercings, I did it for me and for my pleasure, who gives a shit about anyone else's opinion. These tattoos represent you, you should be proud to show people who you really are."

He sat up with you still straddling his lap and let you push his shirt off down his arms. Your fingers traced over the details as you admired the artwork over his bicep.

"This is sexy, you having the confidence to do what you want with your body." Kissing your breasts he was lost in the empowerment you were giving him, "Do you know what I really want to do with my body?" You couldn't help but smirk, "I want to fuck you and I want you to take pictures while I do it."

"That's one way to get the shot, fuck Jungkook I didnt think you would be so into this." Grabbing him away from your chest you pushed him flat on his back. You let your hands and fingertips admire his body before they made their way to his zipper. Pulling it down slowly his cock strained against the elastic of his black boxers. Palming him gently you grabbed the camera with your free hand and took some pictures of him, "These are phenomenal Kookie, why don't you take the camera while I put your cock in my mouth."

Pulling his boxers down just enough to free him, you smiled, "how the hell do you manage to look so innocent when you're walking around with this in your pants?"

His dick was a smooth honey brown that curved upwards, thicker than you thought he'd be with a beautiful cut tip. You saw the flash and looked up at him, "This ones for me." You weren't often the subject of photos but Jungkook was a photographer too and he'd decided two could play the game of directing the shot.

"Wrap those lips around me and fucking suck it," God you loved dirty talk. He wrapped your hair around his hand pulling it off your face, "that's beautiful, eyes up here, look at me while you're choking on it."

Abandoning the camera to get lost in the pleasure, he fell back on the bed. Popping him out of your mouth he whined at the loss of sensation, "You want more Kookie?" he nodded. Laying on top of him you sucked marks onto his neck, "You want me to ride your beautiful cock?"

He still had his pants on, laying vulnerable, bare chested with his dick out begging for attention. Pulling your panties to the side you lined him up with your entrance and sank him deep inside you. The gutteral moan he let out was animalistic, he was so far gone in pleasure that you'd never seen a more beautiful surrender. He was calling out your name as you snapped pictures of his ecstasy, sweat making his skin glisten under the set lighting.

You abruptly got off him, "why do you keep stopping?" You laughed at his desperate voice, "I want you completely naked Jungkook, I'm not done with you yet." He eagerly moved to get the rest of his clothes off and grabbed you so your bodies were pressed together.

He stared at you for a minute, tucking some hair behind your ear, "Why are you staring at me?" He smiled, "I want to capture this picture with my memory," he kissed you softly on the lips. Just as you started to blush at his tender response he smacked your ass and said "flip it over, I'm using the camera for this one."

Grabbing your waist firmly you laughed and squirmed as he wrestled you onto your stomach. "All fours babe," he commanded as you complied wiggling your ass at him, "I'm really into the bold side of you Guk." Positioning himself behind you he gave you a hard squeeze as he stuffed his dick back inside you. He was rough with his thrusts and little cries left you every time he bottomed out. The curve of his dick had his head rubbing into your g spot perfectly, the pleasure and pain brought you to orgasam quickly as you clenched around him milking his cock as he came hard inside you.

"Hold still," he demanded, grabbing your camera you could hear the clicks, "so fucking beautiful." Laying down together spent he pulled up his final shot, his cum was dripping out of your pink abused pussy. "I think this one's my favourite."

As much as you wanted to lay here in post coital bliss, you still had a job to finish. "This is it, the final shot, Jungkook all fucked out." You arranged the top sheet to just cover his tired cock, pubic hair peeking out, muscular tattooed arms on display, sheets disheveled, hair wild and a grin that could only be caused by one thing.

"That's a wrap"

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The OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) in FF7

This thing actually caught my eyes while reading a few theory about FF7R and the word OCD appear in their certain analysis, in IG, youtube comments and some posts in tumblr too. Dunno why but they always relate Biggs with OCD. I looked back to the scenes where Biggs appear and... Okay, i understand why they thinj Biggs has OCD or perfectionist

A lot of people, including the psych students themselves easily confused with OCD and perfectionist (I got confused by it quite often too). Now, is Biggs OCD or is he just a perfectionist? Let's take a deeper look at it

Biggs is not a famous character. So fans dont really care about him, but I do

Disclaimer : i'm not a psychologist. Im an intern and still studying. Psychiatric is not my major field but i got assigned there as an intern for quite a time and we got exposed a lot about psychology too. We didnt learn them professionally like the real psyche students, we learned (and still under training) through real life experience + a little bit from the books.

So there might be wrong interpretation here and there. Pls correct me if I'm misleading u. And pardon my english. Pls dont use any of these terms to diagnose urself. Remember, I'm a student, not a professional.

I kins of blame the social media for portraying OCD in such a nasty way, when someone with OCD is actually suffering inside.

OCD is not just about 'clean clean, must clean this place till squeaky clean' and OCD is not about being perfectionist. OCD and perfectionist are two different thing.

Perfectionist is more to a demand demeanour, eg "I want the cake to be like this. I want it to be pink. No, not that pink, it must be neon pink with slight purple. Do it again. No, i dont want that pink. Do it again. Ahhh yess, nice pink." Someone with perfectionist, after they got their result, they will immediately bcome calm and satisfied. Perfectionist is obviously different from OCPD (Obsessive Compulsive Personality Disorder). OCPD falls under Personality Disorder and it is different from OCD. Im not going to talk about that

Credit goes to crazyheadcomics.

Look at how OCD got spoken from the media perspective. It is very much resemble to Biggs, dont u think? In reality, someone with OCD always feel stress about everything around them, and they will find it hard to complete their task.

OCD has two components - Obsessive and Compulsive

| 1. Obsessive. It is a repeating thoughts about something and often occur until it makes someone feel stress about it. Eg, u think that ur hand will get bacteria infection if u touch a chair, door, fridge or when holding someone's hand. This thought always appear in ur mind everytime u touch the door, chair, fridge or somebody's hand, but when u touch ur shoes, u never think about the bacteria (in certain cases, some patients become scare of everything they touch)

| 2. Compulsive. It is a repeating of the same actions to fulfill the 'obsession' in order to reduce the stress acted upon them. Usually the 'action' has a specific ways in which the patient believe he has to do it like this or that way or else he will fail. Eg, after touching the chair, he will immediately wash his hand 10x from left to right. He believes the hand washing wont be effective if he starts from right to left

Another sign of OCD is when someone re-checking the door lock few times. Its normal for us to re-check once/twice the door lock for confirmation, but for people with OCD, they will re-check the door lock for about 6-10 times and still not feel satisfied and later they stress out. And also the OCD people, they tend to get annoyed when something is not in particular order and they will immediately fix it eventhough they know they're wrong.

I met a funny woman at the hosp arranging our students' books according to its thickness, when I asked her why did she arranged our books like that,

She replied : "Doctor said I have CDO"

Me : "Sorry, CDO? Never heard of it"

She : "It is actually OCD but I feel so stress hearing that term so I put it in alphabetical order. CDO, much better"

We both had a good laugh. Her case was not serious though, but she was feeling miserable with her thoughts and decided to meet a psychiatrist. I would say she was still in early stage for someone with OCD, but may lead to severe if left untreated

It is really hard to satisfy and convince someone with OCD and they always feel stress about something they shouldnt care too much about. U can say OCD is a fastidious type, and they're actually more than that

If we want to relate this condition with Bigg's case., urmm. The only time where I can spot him being different than the other characters is when he's busy sweeping his front house and when he pat Cloud's head during the Sector 7 plate fall.

The cleaning stuff isnt exactly weird thing for a human to do. But it is something odd, I mean, he just finished his mission with Jessie and survived a jump from the plate, and yet he still have the energy to sweep dry leaves, AT NIGHT! He can wait till tomorrow though and should get himself a proper rest.

Wedge says Biggs has a habit of overthinking stuff

And there we see Biggs sweeping the dry leaves. It might be because he is trying to distract himself from doing his bad habit - overthinking. But urm , i think there'll be higher chance for someone to overthink when doing house chore like Biggs is doing. This is where lots of people say Biggs cleaning the house at night is bcause he has OCD or he's a perfectionist.

But I dont think thats the case. For real, he is completely normal. No sign of him acting weird in that scene. If he really does have OCD or he's a perfectionist, we'll see more of him arguing with Barret about unnecessary stuff. He cant become one of Avalanche's strongest member (not exactly strong, but hey, he's trustworthy). Also, if u notice, Biggs have one earring on his right ear. Someone with OCD will feel irritated by it bcause his ear doesnt look 'balance'. OCD people, even in mild case, they want everything about them to be balance and in good order.

After trying to understand Biggs way of thinking and style through his short screentime, I strongly believe this guy has no such thing as OCD or being a perfectionist. Biggs just cares tooooo much about his friends, he thinks 10 times ahead from the bigger picture in which it frightens him about the bad consequences that will occur to people he cherish.

He is the type that always have a back up plan in his mind. He thinks of 5 possible bad things and comes out with 10 solutions. That's the power of an overthinker like Biggs I'll tell ya

Biggs probably cleaning his front house area at night bcause the next early morning, he will need to leave his house for the bombing mission. Better take care of things the night before the big day. He can ditch the cleaning work but he wont do it, not bcause he's a perfectionist/OCD, but try to imagine this, if ur front house is full with dry leaves and rubbish, it will be unpleasant for the neighbours next to ur house to see. Living in the slum means higher chance for u to get sick if u dont take care of ur surrounding hygiene. Biggs is a kind man, and I believe he doesnt want to upset his neighbours

He probably has overthink this matter like "If i dont do this now, I probably dont have time for doing it tomorrow. Maybe I'll broke my leg from the mission and this trash will be left untouched, then there'll be high chance for the children around here to get sick. What if they get infectious disease bcause of this dry leaves? And then the parents will be worried and the Sector 7 Slum will be in chaos etc etc. Time for plan A. Let's clean this place"

Besides, remember the post where I mentioned about Mental Health First Aid? Biggs, as the side character gives the best MFA to Cloud even without knowing what Cloud had gone through. Biggs is just toooo kind with his friends, he cares too much causing him to overthinks about his friends conditions. He can notice even the slightest change in his friend's behaviour and with his own instinct, he cheers for them

Aww man, how can u not love his personality? He's the sweetest side character ever (and kinda hot too).

Soo as the conclusion for my post here, Biggs does not have OCD. He's a side character with a big heart who cares tooooooo deeply about his friends that leads him to overthink too much.

However, if the devs say Biggs really has OCD then my statement about him will be invalid. I'm sure they have put everything in a very close detail look.

Btw, I personally think Biggs kind of portrays the other small side of Cloud, the overthinking part for their romantic partner. But Biggs express his worry through words while Cloud express it through his actions, eg - like how he always keep an eye on Tifa. He never speak it directly like "I'm worry about Tifa, I must help her", he just simply be with her either she needs a help or not. While Biggs clearly says "Jessie been acting weird, I should go if she needs any - help -"

Action speaks louder than words but sometimes our eyes failed to listen.

Alright, that's it. Thanks for being with me till the end.

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Secret Voight (Jay Halstead) S2 Part 2

Summary: The team finally knows that Y/N is Voight's daughter. One secret is out but theres still one secret that's not out. Y/N and Jay's relationship. Will that stay a secret or not? I mean Voight always finds out about things, right?

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Warning or A/N: I changed Nadia's name to Jane as I already written her off this story.

When you got to the house, the rest of the team was already there and ready. Antonio looked at us and showed us a picture of the suspect. "House belongs to a Dean Masters. His file was red-flagged to notify intelligence, but he must have been before my time,"

Voight looked at him while you and him were getting the vest on. "Oh, yeah, him. That robbery at the art institute last year. We liked him as the fence,"

One of the uniformed cop walked up to us. "The neighbors heard a woman scream. We knocked, he yelled out that he had a gun and to leave him alone,"

You nodded as the team walked up to the door as Voight called out. "Masters, this is Sergeant Voight with the Chicago Police. Open up, make this easy on all of us,"

He didnt do anything but the woman screamed out that he was gonna kill her. Voight nodded. "Take it,"

Jay kicked the door open and we all filled into the house with our guns raised and saw that Masters was holding the girl at gun point. "Drop it!"

He didnt listen to us, just grabbed the girl tighter. "I told 'em I would kill her!"

"Drop it, Masters!"

He pointed the gun at us for a second then back on the girl. "All we're trying to do is have a good time. Isn't that right, huh?"

You could tell this was just getting him more antsy so you lowered your gun and raised your hand in the air. "Easy, easy. Everybody take a breath,"

He looked at you. "She set me up. She's trying to get me killed,"

You nodded and tried to talk some sense into him. "Fine, you're right. We can handle that,"

"I got info. I got info on a deal that's going down, and that's why she's setting me up,"

"I don't know what he what he's talking about. I swear to God,"

You took a deep breath. "All right, we will help you. We will help you, but you've gotta let her go first. You don't need her. Come on, give her to me. Come on.

Give her to me,"

He pushed her to you but then placed the gun towards himself. "I'm dead anyway,"

We shouted no as he shot himself in the face.

It had been about ten minutes after Masters shot himself. Voight was in the living room talking to the girl while Jay and you were on the stairs taking a moment. Antonio walked up to us and leaned on the staircase. "You guys okay?"

You and Jay both nodded. "My sister and her partner went through this. Guy blew his brains out in front of them on a routine call. Gabby was fine, but it hit Shay pretty hard. Don't be afraid to talk to somebody, anybody. Me, if it sneaks up on you,"

You both nodded again and said thanks.

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You guys were back in Intelligence the next day, waiting on Voight to come in with information. Voight walked out of his office and pinned a photo on the board. "Dean Masters was a hotshot artist in his 20s. Work dried up, picked up a drug habit. He's suspected of not only being a fence but also forging paintings,"

Dawson was the first one to speak. "What was that thing intelligence had him on?"

Kevin looked up from a file. "Stolen Klimt. Never resurfaced,"

Ruzek looked at Kevin, confused. "What the hell is a Klimt?"

You looked over at Ruzek. "An artist,"

Ruzek chuckled. "Named Klimt?"

You looked at Ruzek stupid. "Yeah,"

"That's a funny name, right? Or am I alone on this? Klimt. Say it out loud,"

You rolled your eyes at Ruzek as Jay answered. "It's kinda funny, yeah,"

You looked over at Jay like he was being ridiculous. Voight looked at Jay and then to the entire team. "So this whole 'they're gonna kill me' thing that Masters was going on about was either about the stolen painting or something else,"

Jay sat up in the seat. "Or he was just tripping and talking nonsense. I mean, did you see his pupils? He was gakked out of his mind,"

Voight just looked at him for a minute before replying. "We got a known suspect, took his own life rather than face something heavy-duty. We pursue the case,"

You saw Al bring in the girl from last night. Voight looked at her and then back at you. "Will you take this?"

You nodded and helped her into the break room. "How well did you know Dean Masters?"

You handed her a cup of coffee and sat down across from her. "I just met him last night. It was only the third time I've ever done that. I'm a licensed esthetician. I worked at a salon up till about a week ago. I wasn't making rent,"

You looked at her sympathetic. "Maybe this is a sign that that life's not for you, huh? Do you know why Dean thought you were trying to set him up?"

She shook her head no. "I don't know. I swear to God, I got there, and and he was pissed because I wasn't the girl he asked for and-"

You sat up in your seat and looked at her with interest. "Who was he expecting?"

She looked like she was racking her brains for the name. "Jane,"

****

You told Voight and the rest of the team what the girl told you and they went and tried to get Jane but Ruzek let his guard down and she managed to get away from her due to her kicking him in the balls but she got picked up by some patrol. You were about to go upstairs to go integrate her when you saw Ruzek holding ice to his area in the locker room. "You're an idiot,"

Ruzek looked over at you and then back to whatever he was looking at. "Shut up,"

You chuckled. "Never let your guard down for anyone. You never know what they're playing at and you just learned that lesson, didnt you?"

With that, you left Ruzek to ice his area and walked to the integration room. "So what can you tell me about Dean Masters?"

She looked you with the 'I'm not telling you shit' look. "Didn't really know him. I went on one date with the guy,"

You gave her 'i know you're lying look' back at her. "I heard you were his favorite,"

"Yeah, I get that a lot,"

You were getting annoyed with her short answers, but you kept your calm. "Seriously, how old are you?"

She looked away from you and you rolled your eyes. "Come on, you know I can find out in two minutes,"

She hesitated to look at you but did anyways. "17 almost 18 but I used a fake I. D, so don't hassle 'em. I need the work,"

You looked at her for a minute before answering. "So Dean mention having any problems with anybody?"

"Nope,"

You were beyond fed up with her so you thought of making her a deal. "What were you trying to score, heroin? Look I can get you a fix. You have my word on that,"

She looked at you immediately with eyes glistening. "But I need some information first. Why would Dean eat a bullet? He had enemies?"

She shook her head. "No. The opposite. Dean was the sharing type,"

You nodded. "Give me a name,"

"Santa,"

You looked at her werid. "Guy named Santa?"

"No, no. That's how I remembered it. 'No-El' Noel. Noel Harris. Yeah, he brought the skag. He owns some sort of card shop or some deal over on polk. I don't know. He was rambling,"

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Intellegance went and busted into Master's house and found counterfeit money. We were now back in Intellegence looking at the money. Ruzek was looking at the money and chuckled. "See, I mean, that is some serious talent, man.This guy's a failed artist?"

You nodded. "Yep. It's funny the things people end up doing when they can't do what they really want, huh?"

You heard footsteps coming into Intelligence and you look over and saw Voight walking in with some fancy looking dude. "This is Agent Joe Hill. Secret Service, Chicago field office. We go back a ways,"

Ruzek being Ruzek asked a smartass question as he shook his hand. "Where's your earpiece and your sunglasses?"

"That's only when Obama's in town,"

You didnt put your hand out yet. "Does this mean we're handing over the case?"

"No. Technically I can't get involved unless there's actual counterfeit currency found, but Hank just thought I could help,"

You nodded as you shook his hand finally. Jay looked at you and then back at Agent Hill. "Oh. I thought counterfeiters were using high-end printers nowadays,"

Agent Hill shook his hand while replying. "There's digital tech that'll print a pretty good 5 or 10, then you pass it off at Walgreens buying dollar items. That's what we call "baby laundering. " Using plates this is old-school. Takes some real work,"

Voight looked at all of us. "There's three steps. The plates, the paper, and the printer. Guess who we're looking for now,"

Jay looked at Voight. "The hooker that kicked Ruzek in the nuts. How'd she characterize her interaction with Dean Masters?"

"Went to his place once over,"

The IT guy came up to us with his laptop and showed us that over the last two weeks, there was over forty five texts sent back and forth.

You slapped the table and walked back to integration where Jane said she was about to get sick, so you walked her down to the locker room and helpped her while she got sick. She looked at you after. "You said you'd hook me up,"

"I will. You gotta help me. Why'd you lie to me?"

She looked at you and yelled. "I gave you Noel! Isn't that enough?"

You didnt let this phase you as you answered her. "I'll tell you when it's enough. Do you want to get well? Huh? I can get you the fix that you need, but I need you to tell me what's going on,"

Jane calmed down and looked at you. "They said they'd kill me,"

"Who?"

"I was at Dean's a few nights ago. It was the last time I saw him. He went out to score for us. I went out front to have a smoke 'cause he didn't like it in the house. A group of guys with guns walked up. One of 'em took out his cell phone and took a picture of me, said if I said anything he'd find me and kill me. Okay,"

You nodded and helped her sit down. "What did he look like? Young. Jeans, hoodies. I was so scared I just left. But I saw them get into this delivery van with a Jesus fish painted on it,"

You stood up. "What? Hey! Is this you tripping?"

"No. I swear to God. There was a big Jesus fish painted on the back of the truck,"

You nodded. "You did good,"

Jane looked at you with pleading eyes. "Now can we go score?"

"Soon,"

Jane stood up on her feet as fast as she could. "If you're lying to me, I'm gonna-"

You got in her face and barked back. As you had enough of this attitude of hers. "You're gonna what? I have so many charges I could drop on you right now. So I need you to take it down a notch, wait and I'll help you,"

*****

After talking to Jane, you went back into Intelligence and told them what she had said about the van. The IT guy was in charge of finding it if he could and he did. He found out that the van belongs to a church that uses it as a delivery van. Dawson nodded at the name like he knew it. "That's Pastor Mike's place. An ex-GD.

Supposedly underwent a jailhouse conversion a few years back,"

Ruzek while looking the van spoke. "Guess it didn't take,"

You nodded. "All right. I'll show Nadia a lineup of this guy and his associates. If she picks anybody out, I'll get a warrant,"

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Jane had picked out who it was and the team did a raid and picked up Pastor Mike and his friends who had a stack of money on the table. You were all at your desks while Antonio was giving out details. "Pastor Mike was contracted by this man Glen Ward. Now, Ward has done federal time in Leavenworth for counterfeiting. But how Ward and his printing crew hooked up with Dean Masters and Noel Harris is anybody's guess, and why the two of them are both dead now, who knows?"

You looked up at Dawson after he was done talking. "Pastor Mike didn't say why Ward wanted them dead?"

Ruzek pursued his lips together and shook his head. "He didn't ask,"

Antonio nodded. "It could be any reason. Somebody wanted a bigger cut, threatened to snitch, banged somebody's girlfriend. Any one of those scenarios. One of Ward's aliases is Denis Diderot. A counterfeiter and a fan of French literature,"

Kevin walked into Intellegnce with a piece of paper. "Hey, Sarge, the it guy just did a name check against new leases on commercial property rentals.He got a hit. Foreclosed chemical building on Cicero. All right, unless anyone's opposed to overtime, let's go find our printer,"

You and Jay walked towards the front of the building. Jay called to Voight saying it was clear and after he talked to the other team memebers, he gave you the all clear to go in. As soon as you go in, there was a shootout and thankful you nor your teammates got shot. You pulled out your walkie and got ahold of dispatch. "George 5021 emergency. Shots fired by the police and at the police. Roll an ambo to 1356 South 13th Street. Notify crime lab. Plainclothes officers at the scene,"

After everything was said and done, you saw a big stockpile of counterfeit money. Ruzek quickly laid on it and handed his phone to Atwater. "Too bad it ain't real. Kevin, get a picture of me for my album cover,"

You rolled your eyes and laughed. "You're still an idiot,"

---

You were over at Jay's because all day you could sense Jay wasn't having a good day or something was up but you havent had a chance to ask him what was wrong since it was nonstop today. You had your legs laying on on his thighs while sitting on his couch. You reached over to him and made him look at you. "You seem upset all day long, what's wrong?"

He looked at you for a few minutes without saying anything, then he sighed. "Did you ever hear about the murder of Ben Corson?"

You racked your brain for a minute then you remember. You had just gotten out of the police academy over where you lived but you remember hearing about it. "Yeah?"

Then that when it hit you... Jay knew the family. You knew the family?"

Jay nodded his head and looked down towards the ground. "He's the younger brother of a girl I dated in high school and his parents, Danny and Gail, they came to my graduation from academy. I still see 'em on what would be Ben's birthday. Me and my partner were first on the scene and I see a shoe, and then I push the reeds back and there he is. I can still see his face,"

You nodded as you remember the details of the case. "I remember his dad alibied him out. But they never had anything on Lonnie, nothing?

"No, they caught him jerking it outside an elementary school a week prior to finding Ben. They found kiddie porn on his computer and secret pictures that he'd taken of Ben,"

"You gotta be kidding me,"

"Uh-uh. We all knew Lonnie did it but, you know, his dad lied, and they got a good lawyer,"

His voice broke while saying that, you reached over to him and made him looked at you again and he was crying. You scotted over to where you were on his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck. He buried his head into the crook of your neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist. "Its not your fault. You did everything you could've done,"

He didnt answer you, he just tightened his grip on you. You sighed as you knew what was going through his mind. "I know what you are thinking and I know I cant stop you but promise me you wont do anything stupid and you'll be careful,"

He didnt say anything. You leaned back far enough to where he was looking at you. "Promise me,"

"I promise,"

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