#discontinued station

[yoooko-o]

10/04/2023

#photography #備忘録 #japan #kyushu #kagoshima #reminder #isa #伊佐市 #「布計」と書いて「ふけ」 #旧布計小学校 #旧薩摩布計駅 #旧山野線 #廃線 #廃線駅 #廃線跡 #きんざんばし #el dorado #旧西山野駅 #discontinued lines #discontinued station #世間遺産 #世間遺産8号

[mrswhymrhow]

okay everyone say hi to patti 2

my hypothesis was RIGHT they are using a material thats more like the beanie buddys than the beanie babies, im not sure if its the Same bc my patti beanie buddy is a bit older so the softness feels different just bc ive had her for a couple years and her life in a cardboard box atm but visually they look identical to me (beanie buddy pattis beak is def a different material tho or its just dirty lol i need to give her a bath)

THEY ARE USING plastic beads and not pvc or pe beads however which im not surprised about. the tag just says her name and shows the ty logo and nawt even beanie baby collection. come now is she not part of our family?

BUT AS OF CHANGES IN THE DESIGN this is what im more excited about. check this shit out

my girl patti 2 is shorter and is a lot more rounded out/less of a distinct shape like ms patti. its ep noticable in the head shape and the butt where 2 has more of a rounded hill while 1 is more two hills. i think theyre just going more towards the plush designs a lot of more modern plushes go for these days design and material wise, but keeping the general idea of a beanie baby in mind. id also compare them more to the beanie buddys in the design but it still feels different bc beanie buddys have a different purpose in the world than the anniversary patti. 1 and 2s eyes are different too with 1s eyes being closer together and being more prominent while 2s are farther

the tag designs on the outside r p similiar besides the text calling it a beanie official baby but that always fluctuates, its the thin tezt design theyve been doing for awhile. the poem is the same as pattis 1s so nothing to add there, i vastly prefer 1sts pattys tag design bc it feels very 'theres no design that weve worked to death on over the years' so they could do whatever. but i womt take a pic bc its similiar to any new ty tag. her birthday is july 6th though :)

i think its really cool the way the company isnt just making the exact same thing but mixing whats popular now with what weve had before. it does make me a little sad just bc i do prefer the older designs bc they feel a lot sillier and i like that they arent perfectly round yknow. pattis 1 beak jolts out of her head in a funny but distinct way and 2s is just there. not to say i dont like 2 i think shes adorable but its just different. overall im really happy with her and im glad theyre doing this for the 30th anniversary :') i think pattis happy with it too

#im so excited my brother found her but he said he found it in a gas station which i didnt expect but tbh makes sense #maybe theyre sending different batches to different stores tho bc ik shes alteady discontinued #probably extra stock that hasnt sold yet bc i doubt anyone cares abt this Majorly #but this means YOU VIEWER if u havent found the ones u want u dont have to search ebay yet. theyre OUT THERE #AND ONLY 8 BONES

[stavee]

I feel like nobody on Tumblr knows that the international space station is being discontinued.

Did you know that? In less than a decade it will be gone

CNN Link from above screenshot

More detailed article by Space.com

#space #iss #international space station #nasa #roscosmos #space exploration #outer space #nasa missions #i did not mean to depress everyone im sorry

[embracing-the-ineffable]

The Ineffable Detective Agency presents more Ineffable Discontinuity and Suspicious Moments: Hawaiian Shirt / Pub Table Guy

Introducing... the extra/background character who makes Aziraphale do THIS, and then immediately has his table at the pub miracled away:

Jon Dan Duncan's imdb profile doesn't list Good Omens, not even as "uncredited" - which seems strange, because his profile does include the above photo of him. Since the actor isn't credited in GO, we don't have a character name or know anything more than what we can see onscreen. So, what DO we see?

First of all, when Aziraphale sees this person, he definitely has A Reaction. We were probably all too distracted by Azi stroking the thin dark duke to notice (as an aside, IS Crowley a Duke? Of what? Hell? Something else??), but after the 90th rewatch, it gets a bit easier to focus on these background details that are probably critically important to the story in ways we just don't understand yet. Look at this:

Did he mouth "stop" when he's supposed to be saying "sherry"? Maybe. These LOOKS, though:

We all know that Michael Sheen's expressions, no matter how tiny or fleeting, are very intentional. Who IS this mystery person??! Immediately after taking his table:

After whoever-he-is loses his pub table, he lingers nearby, and there's an interesting "ineffable discontinuity" - what he's holding in his right hand abruptly changes twice between camera cuts (sound on, if you want context for this small zoomed-in part of the screen, and try watching from your browser if the Tumblr app is cutting off the right edge of the image):

So far, our best explanation for the "ineffable discontinuities" - things that inexplicably and improbably change, like which hand is holding his drink or (coming up next) when he's behind Gabriel and then suddenly in front of him - is that we're seeing multiple timelines that are being knitted together in production to make them look seamless - but who knows? We'd love to hear your ideas! (Also, see the appearing Honolulu Roast sign in the coffeeshop, or Crowley's tattoo and sideburns, or the fandom's newest discovery (from @kimberleyjean and @bbbitchvibbbez) about Gabriel visiting his statue with "both" s1 and s2 Beelzebubs, plus the way the statue's cross is sometimes missing - just to name a few!)

Was the point in this scene with Hawaiian shirt/pub guy's right hand to draw our attention to this page of his newspaper?

"Unearthed mysteries of sealed library basement" - when Crowley told Shax that Aziraphale was "stock taking in the basement", was it true that there IS a basement in the bookshop? Basements apparently aren't that common in most of the UK, but London is famous for having "iceberg" buildings (where the basements are actually bigger than what's above-ground).

"Government approves funding for citywide charging stations" - We don't know, but it makes us think of all the electric cars used in s2 (it was an indoor set) and of Crowley throwing lightning in the street.

And the smaller headline on the right ... Hmmm. Can you read it? 😅 Maybe "Neighbor says New ------ park gate is ' too --- ' "

And it's not just the pub during episode 2! This mystery character is everywhere!

E1: He somehow starts out behind Gabriel, and then ends up in front of Gabriel with another extra on his arm:

E2: In addition to his appearance in the pub, he's also watching when Saraqael, Uriel, and Michael arrive:

E3: Our mystery character is there again when Crowley makes it rain, wearing his e1 shirt:

E4: We didn't spot him in this episode, but there are only a few minutes of present-day SoHo. Did anyone else see him?

E5: He has a doppelganger in a different Hawaiian print shirt! (Notice the different facial hair, among other things.)

Later in e5 he does actually make an appearance in the bookshop window for a quarter of a second (!!), wearing his e2 pub outfit, and maybe it's his presence that elicits this similar-to-the-pub reaction from Aziraphale?

E6: And back again to his black e1 and e3 shirt with the red flowers, while in line behind The Metatron, and then sitting at a table on the sidewalk, where he remains with the person in the turban who was in line behind him (and who also shows up quite a lot during s2) right up until Crowley drives away:

So, why have him wear such a noticable black shirt with red flowers on what are supposed to be three different days? Is he connected, with his Hawaiian print shirt, to the appearing Honolulu Roast sign? Why does he get a doppelganger in e5 - to distract us from his presence outside the bookshop before the ball? Why does Aziraphale react like this - TWICE - upon seeing this person?? (Much to Crowley's great confusion!)

And why does it seem that Aziraphale is keeping this person's presence/ identity/ importance a secret from Crowley?

As always, we'd love to hear your ideas!

Also, here's an earlier post from @theastrophysicistnextdoor about him, with gratitude for the inspiration to write all this up.

With appreciation for contributions from @noneorother, @thebluestgreen, and @embracing-the-ineffable at the @ineffable-detective-agency

Want to see more interesting posts, plus Good Omens clues and metas from all over the fandom? There's a huge collection here!

#ineffable mystery #good omens clues #Ineffable discontinuity #Good Omens extras #good omens meta #good omens analysis #good omens season 2 #good omens #Jon Dan Duncan #Ineffable Detective Agency #aziraphale good omens #crowley good omens #crowley #aziraphale

[callsign-dexter]

Requests are opened!

This Masterlist does have 18+ fics in it so please heed the warnings.

All fics are separated but I do:

Top Gun

Top Gun Maverick

One Chicago (Chicago Med, PD, and Fire)

Criminal Minds

9-1-1

9-1-1 Lone Star

The Rookie

I will do:

Sister!Reader

Daughter!Reader

x Reader

A/N: All fics not underlined means that they are planned and a wip this just helps me to keep track of what fics I need to do.

A/N 2: All fics are fem!reader unless stated otherwise or requested otherwise.

Series

(Discontinued) I'm Already There (Bradshaw!Sister)

My Daughter, My Heart (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader, OC!Elizabeth Taylor x Daughter!Reader)

Whisper in the Wind (Natasha Trace x OC!Benjamin Bradshaw, Natasha Trace x Daughter!Reader, OC!Benjamin Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x OC!Wife!Leah Winters)

Universes

A Forever Home (Grace Ryder x Daughter!Reader and Judd Ryder x Daughter!Reader, Grace Ryder x Judd Ryder)

Baby Bradford: A Little Fighter (Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader, Lucy Chen x Tim Bradford)

Blizzard (IceMav x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Iceman)

Firecracker (Evan Buckley x Daughter!Reader)

Little Birdie (Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader)

Littlest Halstead (Jay Halstead x Daughter!Reader)

Little Nash (Bobby Nash x Daughter!Reader)

Lil' Severide (Kelly Severide x Daughter!Reader)

Mini TK (TK Strand x Daughter!Reader, Carlos Reyes x Daughter!Reader, TK Strand x Carlos Reyes)

Our Little Girl (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Jake Seresin x Bradley Bradshaw)

The Firehouse Miracle (Eddie Diaz x Daughter!Reader, Evan Buckley x Daughter!Reader, Eddie Diaz x Evan Buckley)

x Daughter!Reader

Top Gun

Maverick

Safe and Sound (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Mitchell!Reader)

Always Daddy’s Girl (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Light of His Life (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Maverick is a dad!? (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Crossing Paths (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Adopted!Daughter!Reader)

Always With You (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Maverick's Little Co-Pilot (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

A Father's Fury (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Night Ride Rescue (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Echoes of Talent (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

The Lost Keepsake (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

A Father's Comfort (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Love, Laughter, and Little Pranks (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Wife!Penny Benjamin)

Just Like Daddy (Maverick x Daguther!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Penny Benjamin)

Never Again (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, OC!Nichole Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x OC!Wife!Nichole Bradshaw

From Fear to Family (Maverick x Adopted!Daughter

Jake Seresin

Nightmares (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader)

One Chicago

Kelly Severide

Daddy to the Rescue (Kelly Severide x Daughter!Reader)

A Home in His Heart (Kelly Severide x Foster-Adopted!Daughter!Reader)

911

Bobby Nash

911 Lone Star

Unspoken Reunion (Bobby Nash x Doctor!Daughter!Reader)

Evan Buckley x Tommy Kinard

Beach Vacation (Evan Buckley x Daughter!Reader, Tommy Kinard x Daughter!Reader, Evan Buckley x Tommy Kinard)

TK Strand

"911 what is your emergency?" (TK Strand x Daughter!Reader)

The Rookie

Tim Bradford

I'm Fine (Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader)

Surprise at the Station (Tim Bradford x Shy!Adopted!Daughter!Reader)

x Sister!Reader

Top Gun

Bradley Bradshaw

Brotherly Love (Bradley Bradshaw x Sister!Reader)

The Sibling Connection (Bradley Bradshaw x Sister!Reader)

Jake Seresin

Together Against the World (Jake Seresin x Sister!Reader)

Heart to Break (Jake Seresin x Sister!Reader)

One Chicago

Connor Rhodes

Blood Ties, Broken Bonds (Connor Rhodes x Sister!Reader)

Fics

Top Gun

Bradley Bradshaw

Be Mine Forever (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Floyd!Pilot!Reader)

I Apologize (Bradley Bradshaw x Benjamin!Air Force Pilot!Reader)

A Flight of Insecurities (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Meet and Greet (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Behind Closed Doors (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Simpson!Reader)

Out in the Open (Bradley Bradshaw x Simpson!Reader)

Hearts on the Edge (Bradley Bradshaw x Wolfe!Reader)

My Brother's Wingman (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Seresin!Navy SEAL!Reader, Jake Seresin x Navy SEAL!Twin Sister!Reader)

Love's Second Chance (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Adopted!Mitchell!Reader)

From Fear to Forever (Bradley Bradshaw x Pilot!Seresin!Reader)

Intoxicated Confessions (Bradley Bradshaw x Pilot!Kerner!Reader)

Knight in a Hawaiian Shirt (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Shadow of Protection (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Jake Seresin

Surprise! (Jake Seresin x Best Friend!Reader)

Hangster

Doppelgänger (Hangster and Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader)

Dagger Squad

Fight for Freedom (Dagger Squad x Reader)

Learning to Love Again (Dagger Squad x Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Tangled Hearts (18+ MDNI) (Dagger Squad x Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Maverick

A Guarded Heart (Maverick x Reader)

One Chicago

Connor Rhodes

Heartbeat Promise (Connor Rhodes x Nurse!Halstead!Reader)

Unexpected Reunion (18+ MDNI) (Conor Rhodes x Assistant!Reader)

Emergency Love (Connor Rhodes x Paramedic!Severide!Reader)

Blazing Hearts (Connor Rhodes x Paramedic!Severide!Reader)

From Exes to Lovers (Connor Rhodes x Nurse!Reader)

Lovers Forever (18+ MDNI) (Connor Rhodes x Fiancée!Nurse!Reader)

Surgical Serenad (Connor Rhodes x Surgical Resident!Reader)

Will Halstead

Unspoken Desires (Will Halstead x Doctor!Reader)

Daniel Charles

A Hug to Remember (Platonic!Daniel Charles & Platonic!Oakley Finn)

Jay Halstead

Dispatched Love (Jay Halstead x Reader)

Antonio Dawson

Heartstrings Tangled (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

From Tough to Tender (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

Undercover Temptation (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

From Colleagues to Lovers (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Gossip and Glances (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Flirting with Risk (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Love in Sickness (Antonio Dawson x Sick!Reader)

Undercover Desires (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Cop!Reader)

Shattered Lives, Mended Hearts (Antonio Dawson x Paramedic!Reader)

Drunken Confessions (Antonio Dawson x Halstead!Reader)

Fighting Fate (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Love Conquers All (Antonio Dawson x Halstead!Twin Sister!Reader)

Lost in Lust (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader

Frostbitten Love (Antonio Dawson x Firefighter!Reader)

Undercover Seduction (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

In the Line of Fire (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

Hank Voight

Snapshot of Justice (Hank Voight x Intelligence!Reader)

Blake Gallo

Two Hearts, One Firehouse (Blake Gallo x Severide!Reader)

Kelly Severide

Taming the Flame (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Sizzling Heat (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Heatwave of Emotions (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Broken Promises, Rekindled Flame (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Rhodes!Reader)

Ignited Desires (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Firefighter!Reader)

Flames of Courage (Kelly Severide x Firefighter!Reader)

Passionate Nights (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)

Saving Grace (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Fiancée!Paramedic!Reader)

Fireside Romance (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Snowy Embrace (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)

Beneath the Bubbles (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)

Christopher Herrmann

Surgical Sparks (Christopher Herrmann x Surgeon!Wife!Reader)

The Rookie

Tim Bradford

Love's Wake-Up Call (Tim Bradford x Police Officer!Reader)

Love in the Moonlight (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Police Officer!Reader)

Late Night Confessions (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Evers!Lawyer!Reader)

Unraveling Desires (Tim Bradford x Police K-9 Officer!Wife!Reader)

Forever Yours (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Reader)

Bulletproof Love (Tim Bradford x Reader)

911

Bobby Nash

Surprises and Smiles (Bobby Nash x Wife!Reader)

911 Lone Star

Owen Strand

Love and Homemade Treats (Owen Strand x Wife!Reader)

Crossovers

Fight to Survive (9-1-1 x Criminal Minds) (Evan Buckley x Nash!FBI!Reader)

Burning Jealousy (One Chicago x The Rookie) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Love in the Danger Zone (One Chicago x Top Gun Maverick) (Bradley Bradshaw x Halstead!Pilot!Reader and Kelly Severide x Halstead!Pilot!Reader)

#top gun fanfiction #top gun imagine #top gun fan fiction #top gun fanfic #top gun maverick fic #top gun maverick fanfic #top gun maverick imagines #top gun maverick imagine #top gun maverick fandom #one chicago fanfic #one chicago imagine #one chicago fanfiction #one chicago fandom #chicago pd fanfiction #chicago pd fandom #chicago pd fic #chicago pd fanfic #chicago pd imagine #chicago med fic #chicago med fan fic #chicago med fanfiction #chicago med imagine #chicago med #chicago fire fanfiction #chicago fire fic #chicago fire imagine #911 fanfic #911 imagine #911 imagines #911 lone star imagine

[magz]

From Lets Talk Palestine. Palestine summary March 28 to March 30. (#LetsTalkPalestine)

March 28, 2024.

Day 174

⚖️ ICJ orders Israel to provide immediate unrestrained aid deliveries to Gaza in new, stronger provisional measures; Israel expected to submit report on its efforts to fulfill its obligations

• 62 Palestinians killed, 91 injured in last 24 hours

🇬🇧 @Pal_Action activists force major Israeli arms producer Elbit Systems to shut down a third UK factory after increased security costs & losses

• Israeli forces release 102 Palestinians abducted from Gaza in addition to 7 medical staff. Many more still missing

🇱🇧🇸🇾 Israel widens its targeted attacks on Syria’s capital Damascus while strikes on southern Lebanon kill at least 8

• Israel targets a home & medical facility in Rafah, killing at least 5 while strikes on northern Gaza kill 3 as others remain trapped under the rubble

🇫🇷 France to join in reinstatement of UNRWA funding with planned $32m donation

• IOF abducts 25 Palestinians in overnight raids across multiple West Bank cities

March 29, 2024.

Day 175

🇺🇸 Washington Post: Biden authorizes billions in military equipment to Israel stating a discontinuation of such transfers was “off limits” despite concerns over complicity in the Gaza genocide

• 71 Palestinians killed, 112 injured in the last 24 hours

🇸🇾 At least 42 reported killed in an Israeli attack on a military facility in Aleppo, Syria marking an aggressive turning point in Israel’s aggression in the Middle East

• Israeli forces plan to directly occupy 16% of Gaza to create a Palestinian no-go zone in preparation for long-term military presence in the region

✝️ Despite Easter festivities, Israeli forces restrict Palestinian Christians access to Jerusalem’s Old City

• Israeli airstrike on a residential building in ‘safe zone’ Rafah kills 12

🇯🇵 Japan to join others in reinstatement of UNRWA funding as the 6th largest contributor

• Israeli raids target a police station in Gaza City killing at least 17 and an additional 15 in targeted attacks in central Gaza

March 30, 2024.

Day 176 - Land Day

🌱 As Palestinians observe Land Day to affirm their right to their land, Israel has escalated land seizures in West Bank since Oct 7, destroying, uprooting & poisoning 9,600 trees

• 82 Palestinians killed, 98 injured in last 24 hours

🇬🇧 Leaked recording reveals UK gov’t failed to publicly announce the official legal advice from its own lawyers that Israel is violating international humanitarian law in Gaza, which suggests that countries supplying arms to Israel can be held accountable for complicity in international crimes. UK is ignoring mounting evidence of Israeli crimes by refusing to halt arms sales

🏥 60 medical staff + 107 patients incl. 30 paralyzed patients were abducted & held captive by Israeli forces in ongoing siege of al-Shifa Hospital

🇱🇧 UN peacekeeping mission in south Lebanon targeted by Israeli strikes injured 4 UN staff

• Israeli forces shot & killed 13 y/o Palestinian in West Bank

• Israeli strikes target homes in Khan Yunis, killing 22 people

#text post #palestine #on palestine #letstalkpalestine #o post #magz upload

[mouschiwrites]

Hi, I was wonder if I can make a request for a oneshot idea on security breach.

I was an idea of reader being an animatronic kind of like mangle on how they were a pull apart and put back together toy for young children, with their attraction being near the daycare.

Name ideas could be like "{reader}'s Friends and Play!", or {reader}'s dress up station". Something with a play on words with dressing up or play.

Because they are like one of those take apart and put back together toys were you could swap certain parts of the toy like hair, clothes, accessories, etc. And kids would come to the readers play area of have fun changing the design of the reader. It being marked twords younger kid key it being by the Daycare.

But we all know kid could be a little to forceful or rough with reader, leading them to break and having to go to part and serves/maintenance almost everyday to get fixed.

But since it cost money and time to fix reader, the Pizzaplex just desided it would be better to just discontinue reader and close off there area under the pretense of repairs. But reader area never opened back up. And like the Glamrock + the Daycare Attendant just gradually forgot about reader.

Than one day one of them just stumbled apon readers area and it just like closed off, with the inside being really dusty with tarp covering everything. Everything but reader who's slouched in a corner, broken looking like mangle with different part of her body making up her body in placed they shouldn't be.

It just feel like it would be hella angsty and a good oneshot for some angst and burn.

Get back to me as soon as you can, thank you for reading this^^

So sorry for the wait!! But this was a really cool idea, and I had some fun with it! :D

Word count: 1k

Security Breach - Forgotten Attraction (Glamrock Bonnie x forgotten animatronic reader)

It had been dark for a while now.

You couldn’t remember the last time you’d actually heard it, but sometimes you thought you could hear the ghosts of laughter drifting among the dust particles in the air. They danced like mice in front of you, putting you in a trance.

Laughter and children, colors and candy. Sticky fingers that tugged and pulled at your parts, replacing them constantly. The children never could agree on what you should look like, but you always found their squabbles adorable.

“Now, now, children. I do have two arm sockets, you know. Why don’t we do one of each?”

The grins you’d get when you spoke to them warmed you enough that you forgot about the pain.

Ah, yes, the pain. You were built to be dismantled and customized, but it was painful. So painful. At first you had tried to scream and cry when the interns tested your mechanics, but it wasn’t in your programming. All you could do was stare. Eventually you learned to smile through it.

Even now, hunched over, not quite sure what you even looked like, you felt the pain. One of your joints was only halfway attached. Your leg socket ached with that empty feeling you got when you were missing an appendage. You weren’t smiling now.

The faded colors of your home were nearly gray with the thick coat of dust. The dust reminded you of the repair chamber; you had spent so many hours there. You would’ve considered that your second home, were it not for the horrible pain you always felt when you went there. It was even worse than the vague constant aches you always seemed to have. Whenever those aches turned into stabbing pains, or when your insides started to feel funny, it was straight to the repair chamber with you.

They never told you what was wrong. You heard them muttering behind the glass, but they were never loud enough for you to understand. All you knew was that they sounded quite frustrated during your last visit. How long ago was that?

You stared at a pink bin across the room. Well, it used to be pink. All the colors used to be so vibrant, bringing a real smile to your face. The children would dress up to match you, galloping around the room in bright pirate costumes and princess dresses of every hue. There was no color now.

You blinked slowly. Every movement was a labor these days. It’d been a while since you’d been in your charging station. You used to wonder when someone was going to come help you get inside, but you had long forgotten that hope. Now all you wanted was for those ghosts of children’s voices to be real. Just once more…

You blinked again. Your eyes didn’t open for a long time.

“Y/n. I remember them.”

One eye opened. The other didn’t.

“It’s so dusty in here…”

You saw a stripe of light on the floor. Raising your gaze, your eye flashed as it adjusted to the bright light coming from the door. The door. It was open!

“H-h-h-” you tried to give your classic greeting. When all that came out was a glitching hiss, you felt your brows lower sadly. You refused to give up. This was your chance to make one more kid smile.

“H-h-h—hi—”

“Hi there!” Someone mimicked, matching the exact tone you always used. “Y/n, is that you?”

Your eye finally adjusted to the light. It was Bonnie. Not a kid. Your disappointment wore off as he jogged to your side, hopping over parts strewn all over the floor.

You knew Bonnie. The memory felt sluggish coming up, but you remembered him. He was the one with the bowling alley. Kids always told you about the milkshakes they served at his parlor, too.

“Y/n! Can you hear me?”

“H-h-h.” It was all you could manage.

Bonnie looked at his fingers after shaking your shoulder. “Aw, geez, when was the last time you got charged? Come on, let me help you.”

Your one good eye was jostled shut as you were lifted off the ground, and you saw no more, but you felt strong arms holding you, their warmth almost numbing the pain.

You suddenly felt a rush, and your body started to gain back the feeling you didn’t know you lost. Bonnie talked loudly so you could hear him in the charging chamber.

“I had completely forgotten about this place… I mean, it closed a long time ago.”

“How long..?” You rasped, gaining some energy.

“I wish I could tell you. I have no idea,” he chuckled, bringing an automatic smile to your face.

Bonnie’s ears perked up; you could see him staring through the chamber’s little window. “Hey, there’s that smile! Ah, I didn’t even realize how much I missed it, haha!”

His laughter was bringing that old warmth back into you. Or maybe it was the charger.

Bonnie looked around your room. It was trashed; you had the energy to realize that now. He seemed to notice it, too. Well, he was noticing something. His face was falling; quite uncharacteristic for him, at least from what you knew.

“They were talking about closing down my place, too, you know. I heard them.”

You blinked. “I’m sorry.”

He didn’t say anything. He was still staring at the dusty mess that used to be your paradise.

“Is this what will happen to my alley?”

You leaned forward to get a better look around. He glanced at you, and though neither of you were programmed to show negative emotions, you could see sadness and fear in his eyes.

“I don’t know.” You put a hand up to the glass, ignoring the pain. Bonnie stared for a moment, eventually bringing his own hand up to meet yours.

“Whatever happens, I’ll be here for you.” Perhaps it was a little cruel, but you were glad to have someone to share your misery with.

And Bonnie laughed again. It was a sad, exhausted, barely audible chuckle, but you managed a smile in response.

You couldn’t have the children, the colors, the laughter, the old life you once had. But you were given a blessing; the only thing you could ask for in your fallen glory. A friend.

Thank you for this request! And thank you for reading, take care honey bunches <33

(divider by saradika)

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf security breach #fnaf sb #security breach #fnaf sb x reader #fnaf x reader #fnaf security breach x reader #security breach x reader #glamrock bonnie #glamrock bonnie x reader

[ltwilliammowett]

Today in the 13th door a little beauty that is often forgotten. Once built in India, she is now the oldest English frigate still afloat. We are talking about HMS Trincomalee

HMS Trincomalee

More infos about her here:

Laid down in Honourable East India Company's shipyard in Bombay in 1816, together with her sister ship HMS AMPHIRITE and launched on 12 October 1817, TRINCOMALEE was one of 47, 38-gun Leda class frigates built between 1800 and 1830. Nearly all of them were of oak, but the two Bombay ships were made of Malabar teak.

Her building had been delayed by the plans being lost on HMS JAVA which was sunk by USS CONSTITUTION, a second set of plans not arriving in India until two years later.

When TRINCOMLAEE reached Britain in 1819, she went straight into 'ordinary' for 26 years in Portsmouth harbour. In 1845 she was commissioned for service in areas which lacked adequate coaling stations for the new steam vessels. Her stern was modified to an elliptical style, and she was reclassified as a 26-gun Corvette. In 1847 she served in the West Indies and then in the Eastern Campaign of the Crimean War. After patrols in the Pacific she was again paid off into ordinary in 1857. Three years later she became a Drill Ship for Royal Naval Volunteers. Between 1860 and 1897 she was moored, mast-less and with deckhouses in Sunderland then West Hartlepool and finally in Southampton. She was sold to shipbreakers in 1897.

The philanthropist G Wheatly Cobb bought HMS TRINCOMLAEE to replace the training ship FOUDROYANT which had foundered two years earlier on its way to take up a similar role, and renamed the ship FOUDROYANT. She was moored in Falmouth and later at Milford Haven and finally at Portsmouth. On Cobb's death on 1932 she was managed by the IMPLACABLE Committee of the Society for Nautical Research.

During the war the vessel was taken over for the training of Sea Cadets. In 1947 she was given back to her owners and became an adventure training base for Sea Cadets, Sea rangers, Sea Scouts and other youth groups. From 1957 to 1987 she was moored at the entrance to Haslar Creek, Portsmouth. The Foudroyant Trust later moved her further north to avoid her being rammed by submarines. Training was discontinued due to the poor state of the ship and insufficient trainees. In 1987 the Foudroyant Trust transferred the ship to Hartlepool where a private yard had just paid off after restoring HMS WARRIOR 1860. In 1990 the Trincomalee was restored under the Trincomalee Trust. In 2016 the National Museum of the Royal Navy took responsibility for oversight of Trincomalee.

#naval history #tall ship #hms trincomalee #1817 #day 13 #age of sail #advent calendar

[if-you-feel-lonely]

GINGERBREAD HOUSES WITH SCHLATT I BEG OF YOU!!

ask and you shall receive :D can be seen as platonic or romantic!! it's not meant to be romantic, but you can perceive it however you like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Lonely's Advent Calendar - Day Two!

Prompt: Gingerbread houses

TW: Swearing, mild sexual joke

Event masterlist (discontinued)

"Build a gingerbread house on stream" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said.

They lied. They lied so so so much.

"That looks like shit." Schlatt said blandly.

"Oh my god, shut up, this isn't about you." You replied in a fake, exaggerated, angry tone. You looked at the camera with a deadpan look on your face. "Men, am I right? All about them." You sighed dramatically.

In all fairness, he wasn't wrong. The walls were falling to bits and the icing was incredibly smudged. From all the failed attempts at trying to fix it, the house had become more icing than gingerbread.

"That's me at midnight on the first of December," he grinned, earning a loud smack on the back of the head.

"What would Pope Francis say?" you shook your head at him, still trying to fix the monstrosity that was your current gingerbread house.

Said cardboard figure had been temporarily stationed in the kitchen. Schlatt turned to him with a thousand-yard stare.

"I've been thinking," you began.

He swiftly cut you off. "Don't hurt yourself."

"I'll hurt you in a second, if you keep this up." You glared at him playfully. "But I've been thinking, and I now have a plan, and a very good one at that."

You began to enact your plan whilst he watched in a mix of fear, judgement and confusion. The walls no longer stood tall - now fallen over to lean on each other, with the roof pieces been broken into two pieces each. Then came the strawberry laces that were haphazardly thrown over the gingerbread men, which all had a variety of clothing. One had a poor recreation of Charlie's first merch hoodie, one had Tommy's signature red and white shirt, and the final one was split in half, black and white with no added details.

"What is this scene?" He asked, laughing.

"Gas explosion." You deadpanned, staring into his eyes. "Not everybody gets a good Christmas, Schlatt."

"What's wrong with you?"

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[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Mercury Cougar Villager, 1977. The Cougar model name was applied to sedans and station wagons for the 4th generation. The long-roof Cougar was only offered for 1977, it was discontinued in 1978 make way for to all-new Mercury Zephyr wagon.

#Mercury #Mercury Cougar Villager #Mercury Cougar #long roof #station wagon #woody wagon #dead brands #woody #1970s #1977 #4th generation

[mugbearerscorner]

Belus-07 Locomotive

Here's a MOC of a locomotive from one of my favorite indie games, The Final Station.

It's a dystopian game about a train conductor trying to survive an apocalyptic event by riding this experimental locomotive across the vaguely Eastern European countryside.

The artstyle feels very inspired by Simon Stahlenhag.

Belus was a series of experimental locomotives within the dystopian apocalyptic fictional universe of The Final Station.

There was only 8 locomotives in total, with the series discontinued after the main project supervisor went missing and the project team going bankrupt, ceasing production and maintenance of the Belus locomotives whatsoever.

According to the game wiki the train's wheel arrangement is supposed to be 6-2-0 (I am not versed in train wheel patterns).

Please support me and my hubby:

#Mugbearer Blogs #LEGO #MOC #Stud.Io #LDD #Digital Art #Mugbearer MOCs #The Final Station #The Final Station Belus #Belus #Belus-07 #Locomotive #Sci-fi #experimental vehicle #fan art #videogame #videogameart #legoart #legomoc

[spiderlilliesxoxo]

Speculation... (Smiling Critters lost Media AU)

In the 1980s, an animated show called ‘The Smiling Critters’ was created and debuted by the Playtime Co. company in promotion to sell a new toyline of the same name, and right when the cartoon was shown on TV it was an immediate hit. The Smiling Critters became Playtime Co’s most popular show and toyline, to the point where the characters of said cartoon became unofficial mascots for Playtime Co and the other characters that the company had created was cast aside and it was said that a movie was in production around the same time. But one day… It disappeared.

The toyline was discontinued and the cartoon was never shown on any TV station again, and when Playtime Co was asked about the disappearance of the Smiling Critters, they simply said that it never existed. However, rumors started popping up about a supposedly disturbing lost episode of the Smiling Critters that was accidently put on air.

The episode started with a shot of DogDay's (the main character and leader of the critters) house, the sky was dark and the wind was blowing, it then cut to inside of DogDay's house and showing a shot of a clock on the wall with dog bones as the arrows, the time being 10:05 pm. The camera then panned over to the smiling critters, who all appeared to be having a sleepover, Bobby Bearhug wearily says that the winds really scary then a hard cut shows to a tree branch breaking off it's tree due to the wind. The camera then cuts to Craftycorn pulling her blanket over her head, saying that she can't sleep. DogDay attempts to reassure everyone, saying that the wind eventually blows away but he doesn't sound sure if he believes it. There was silence for a few seconds before a knock can be heard at the door, causing everyone to perk up. The camera then cuts over to the door slowly opening and the figure reveals itself to be CatNap, everyone greets him and starts begging him to help them go to sleep. Then it shows a close-up of CatNaps mouth, where some kind of red gas substance leaked out of it. It then shows the smiling critters laughing manically and uncontrollably, the laughing went on for a while until there was a sudden burst of statice and it cuts back to the smiling critters seemingly pasted out with CatNap smiling and staring directly at the camera, then cutting out and the episode ended.

There was also a certain controversy revolving around the CatNap toy, in order for this controversy to make sense, I have to explain a certain gimmick with the Smiling Critters toys: these toys were made with the intention of helping children relax and sleep, to do this, each critter had their own distinct scent(example citrus, vanilla, lavender exc) and you had to pull on the critters tail to release the calming scent from a dispenser in their mouths. With the CatNap doll specifically, parents have been reporting that their children have been experiencing vivid hallucinations and night terrors shortly after purchasing the doll, and subsequently, the CatNap doll was recalled and wiped away from any promotional material, so it's theorised that, due to the controversy, the show was cancelled was pulled off the air so that people would forget that it ever existed.

And that's what happened, people moved on and the Smiling Critters were eventually forgotten about. But it won't be gone forever, every media has to be found at some point so let's hope that the some point is soon.

#poppy playtime #smiling critters #dogday #catnap #bobby bearhug #craftycorn #bubba bubbaphant #kicken chicken #hoppy hopscotch #picky piggy #poppy playtime smiling critters #smiling critters au #Lost media au

[lemontines-writing-corner]

[DISCONTINUED] yandere! wally darling x detective! reader au (Omniscient Series)

PROLOGUE

NEXT

authors note: please keep in mind some parts aren’t going to be canon to the Welcome Home plot. I am fully aware Wally Darling is NOT yandere canonically this is just an au/head-canon. Also! To keep in mind this is all fictional and yandere media is not something to be taken seriously romantically in reality. If you do please seek help. With that I hope you enjoy the prologue of this story !

wally darling belongs to @/partycoffin please be sure to support his works!

TW: PILLS MENTION/SCOPOPHOBIA/DESCRIPTIVE GORE MENTION/HORROR THEME MENTION/RELIGION/CULT(?) MENTION!!!/SLIGHT MENTION OF DEPRESSION

I woke up to a pitch black place. My vision is covered in darkness but my feet told me otherwise, stepped onto a puddle of black ooze. Panicking I tried to escape and call out for help, the black sticky ooze smelled of old books and wires, I blinked looking down and suddenly seeing written scripts, but they were all drawn with eyes. The red plastered all over them, I couldn’t move I was stuck to one place as I heard the telephone ring.

I was unable to see where the telephone is. I only hear the ringing getting louder and louder, my ears starting to get engulfed by the sound of the telephone ringing as I heard whispers all around me. I can’t hear what they say as I begin to sweat and tried to get out of the black puddle that has glued me in one place.

My vision blurred taking my eyes off the ground, looking up to see an unknown figure. Almost getting close to me…

The sound of my alarm woke me up as I sat up in cold sweat, taking a few breathers as I rubbed my face against my hands. Sighing in relief and exhaustion, I then got up and turned off my alarm getting ready for the day at work. Skipping breakfast was a usual thing for me because I didn’t have any appetite or the energy to make one. Instead I just drink coffee to make me awake and alerted through the whole morning at least.

Stopping at my destination which was the police department. I looked for a car garage and parked there, being in a busy city can be draining and exhausting. The smog in the air, constant cars running and stopping from each traffic light, people interacting, usual same routine almost everyday 24/7 plus overtime.

Ever since I’ve gotten this job, it’s been restless. To add the cherry on top I still have to pay my college expenses from the classes I took and supplies I borrowed in order to pass my classes to get a damn bachelors degree. Being a kid you dreamed big and now once you’ve reached that dream it suddenly doesn’t feel all bright and colorful. It might be me who is just grown up and still unsatisfied of my own life, feeling stuck in one place.

As I reached to the police department, entering in and greeted a few people who were in the office. Trainees, private investigators, police officers, you can name it all in this office, they’re all under the branch of law enforcement.

I looked at my dark green door as I twisted the knob of my own office, sat down and turned on my computer as I decided to cut on the tv that was hung up on the far right corner of my door, listening the news to see what was happening today locally.

“Breaking News, crime rate has suddenly gone up more than the past month. Crime investigators have been trying to keep track of homicide rates, although the traces have lead to the unknown, most of them died in there homes and child abduction cases has risen up. Police has warn everyone in the city to lock up your doors and be alert of your surroundings, if you see anything suspicious please call ***-***-**** to report anonymously.”

The news station then shifted back to the daily weather and updates around town. Starting up my computer to scroll through the files of missing persons, recent ones were children. When children comes up to the topic it becomes morbid, usually very heartbreaking to lose your child. Dead or alive.

A knock on my door made me pull away from the computer screen. I looked up to see my partner, who is a police officer holding a file labeled as evidence. “Another one Ruby?”, I responded as she took a seat and looking across from me.

“You know how it goes around this job”, Ruby opened the manila folder, showing two dead parents that have their eyes taken out, a mother laying dead in the bathtub, drowned and in a paralyzed limped state. The father who was put in a closet and tied in an intricate way that you need a pair of garden scissors to open through that loop. Supposedly died of blood loss as I saw his side stabbed deep into his lower abdomen. I looked over a family photo, two kids. One boy and one girl.

“Any information about them?” I took the paper of their information. “Family of four, both parents work and kids go to school, the oldest is about 10 and the youngest is 5. Mr. and Mrs. Caddel, children’s names are Brian and Catherine”, I closed the manila folder and nodded. “I was wondering if you’re up to take this murder case. This has been reoccurring around the city and people need answers”, I looked up at Ruby, “I’ll take it.”, Ruby smiled at me and got up closed the door, “Don’t fail me now kid!”. I rolled my eyes, although she makes a point because she’s much older than me.

I sighed and felt a headache shot up in me, I grabbed my painkillers under my desk cabinet and took one and drinked my bottled water that was already sitting on my desk. “This is going to be a long tiring week for this case huh?” I said to myself…

footnote: you have reached the end of the prologue! Critic is allowed as I appreciate the feedback^^

I’m sorry if you didn’t like the 1st person point of view. But I wanted you guys or y/n to get the feel of what’s going on, information about yourself, the settings in a descriptive way as possible.

this won’t be a romantic story as it will go darker. With that thank you so much for reading the prologue!

#welcome home puppet show #fanfiction #welcome home arg #welcome home fandom #wally darling #julie welcome home #barnaby welcome home #wally darling fanfic #wally darling x y/n #yandere wally darling #yandere fanfiction #horror #suspense #thriller #mystery #horror fanfiction #au fanfiction #explore #for you

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Where is your alibi?

warning : +18, smut, p in v, praise kink, fem reader, no use of Y/n, kinda public, thigh riding, kissing, body worship

Summary : He saw her every day from his office. Hoffman had no right to keep a beauty to himself, it was only fair that Strahm took something for himself. That he wanted to taste this beauty himself and how better to do it in the interrogation room and create an alibi.

Info : So finally something for our beloved Peter Strahm it was time that he get's his own One-Shot. So have fun reading everyone oh and Hoffman is there too ;)

masterlist

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He knew her and had seen her in and out of the police station several times. Over and over again. Maybe he had a crush on her, maybe he had looked a little too closely at her body, but he had only just realized that she was neither a repeated convict nor an informant. She was something else, something he knew about because she had told him.

She had always been ignored by the others when she was in the corridor, sipping water from the dispenser, touching up her lipstick and looking around until the door opened and she simply disappeared into the room. Nothing was seen or heard for a while before Strahm saw her come out again.

He was neither stupid nor blind. Her skirt had slipped where a bra had previously been on her breasts and there was nothing left to fix her hair after Hoffman had disheveled it in one position or another. As the red lipstick smudged and Hoffman's overly satisfied smile at his colleague let him know two things.

First, she was his and second, he would never get anything like that. Would he? Because if there was one thing Strahm knew, it was that he was Hoffman's equal and would use every opportunity to get this pretty angel for himself.

She wouldn't know what she was missing once she was with him, and maybe it was Strahm's ego that he walked up to her the next time she showed up, his gaze searching as he grabbed her by the arm right next to her breasts knowing she had felt it.

Her look of slight confusion at first he was sure she knew him if not by sight then by Hoffman. But it was her brief smile like a "try me" she seemed to hold out to him as he led her into the interrogation room, soundproof from one side and lockable from the other.

The bright light of the neon tubes left no shadows and the table and two chairs looked empty and naked as he pointed to them. Sit down, miss," he said and placed a file in front of her, an unnecessary procedure that had been discontinued a few months ago, but the look on her face told him that she knew he was trying to do something.

That something was different here and that she wasn't in any "danger", was she? ,,Oh that's well...what can I say officer your colleague...Hoffman has promised me anonymity if I please" she admitted and lowered her gaze with mock embarrassment to hear a feigned sniffle from her and Strahm had to suppress a grin.

Instead, he put his hand on her rough and warm, protective and irresistible as he gave her a ,,Don't worry sweetheart I think it's best if you show me where...you know I can help you don't you?" he appealed to her reason the reason to play this game of being the pretty doll, the pretty whore between them.

The toy they would share in one way or another. Strahm had seen it in her eyes, the desire that flashed whenever she came out of Hoffman's office looking absolutely fucked and met Strahm's gaze.

She wanted him and would have loved to take him there. The question briefly crossed his mind. Hoffman had to give her more than just money, and intimacy was sometimes worth more than money. That sex with Hoffman was probably worth all the money in the world.

Then he would have to change it. ,,Come on, how about it sweetie... show me where and I promise you it'll be all right," he said again and leaned back slightly in the chair as she rose from her chair, the bag slid to the floor and she began to slowly unbutton her blouse one by one and Strahm's blue eyes greedily soaked up every bit of skin.

Remembering how Hoffman had her for himself over and over again. ,,It's only fair that you should share, isn't it?" he asked as the other man crawled onto the table, her blouse long since slipped off, and she sat down on the table in front of him. ,,Officer, he touched me everywhere, I'm afraid...he kissed me, bit me, sucked me and...fucked me," she said as if she was really feeling shame, he saw the slight reddening of her cheeks cutely and yet the clenching of her thighs spoke against it.

A whore with the expression of an angel. Her legs at his side and smoothly lowered herself onto him he helped her like a self-sacrifice and his hands held her by the waist as she settled on his covered center. He could smell her sweet perfume vanilla and strawberry even if it seemed artificial it was the only thing in the room that mingled with his aftershave.

The rough leather met the sweetness. ,,Is that so? Darling, then I must be thorough," he whispered to her, his hand on her hip firm and steady as she naturally began to move. Again and again her panty moved over the growing hardness of his middle.

Her hands were resting on his chest, her pretty button eyes looking at him again and again as he saw the lust shining inside. ,,That's right just keep going...be a good girl" he whispered to her giving her a soft kiss on her heated cheeks closing her lips in a kiss tasting the sweetness of the make up as he suspected.

The thought of what she tasted like when he would have her so often for the first time made him groan into the kiss and move his hips towards her, feeling her tremble as she closed her eyes in pleasure. Despite the clothes between them, he seemed to feel her wetness coming on.

Her panties must have had more than just a wet spot for a long time, her fingers caressing the fabric of his shirt as the extra movement on his part caused the lust between them to be stirred. His free hand went to her back and opened the bra, the garment slid carelessly to the floor and he took care of her sensitive nipples.

The gentle bite was enough to make her moan and echo around the room and Strahm knew he was going to have a lot more fun with this sweetie. ,,Such naughty noises, pretty," he murmured between kisses and bites on her breasts as her moans and gasps were music to his ears.

The murmur she made let him know that she was about to reach her climax. ,,Come on be a good girl for daddy and come" she said knowing she understood she was a clever girl as he moved his hips a second time pushing her down on him before she came only moments later.

The heavy breathing and his smirk could be heard in the room as he gave her a moment to watch his hands roam over her body before Strahm sat her down on the table. ,,One more examination Sir?" she murmured, holding on to the metal table before taking off her panties, knowing full well what he wanted and what she still needed.

He took off her underpants and stuffed them into his trouser pocket, he got up from the chair himself, the chair was moved back and he opened his belt. He looked at her and with a smile she held her wrists for him, which was rewarded with a kiss. ,,Obey well," he murmured before he slowly pushed her onto the table, her wrists bound, knowing that they both had a lot more to learn and perhaps it was Hoffman who could learn.

Strahm pulled her closer by her hips, his smirk more than evident as she automatically wrapped her thighs around him, his groan stifled by a kiss she had caused.  ,,Bett-Better than Hoffman," she said, unable to catch her breath for a moment as she had to get used to his size, even if he wasn't as wide as Hoffman's, Strahm's was longer.

A fact that not only surprised her, but also Strahm, who began to thrust into her at her words. She pulled herself tighter around him, put her hands behind her head and tried to adapt to his rhythm. Which was still considerate at first, as when she rode him he admired her and took his time.

But now he just seemed to lose himself in her and the back of the ink could be heard moving across the floor as he pushed harder. The grin she had, however, was always uninterrupted by her sons as she tried almost in vain to hold on to the metal somehow. Her heartbeat increased as he took care of her breasts again, his massage rougher but still pleasant.

The tugging in her sensitive nipples didn't stop and her back arched again and again as she tried to get away and at the same time enjoy the pleasure of being good to him, of being good for him. She didn't see his gaze go down from her to the lonely mirror.

The bastard looked at Strahm knowing that with every thrust, every sweet moan, every vulgar sound that echoed through the room, Hoffman was getting aroused behind the glass.

Strahm could just see the hand on the window, the snarky grin on his lips and the bulge in his pants that he stroked. An animal demanding its prey.

Her noises increased as he came closer to his climax, his rhythm lost more and more. Surrendering to the pleasure more and more as she pulled herself tighter around him one last time and his hand wrapped around her neck for a moment as he came.

The moment was punctuated by a breath you both breathed as he slowly pulled out of her, she knew she wouldn't get her panties back. He straightened his pants and tucked his shirt into them and she tried to collect herself.

Even though at least the older one knew it wasn't over for the pretty one. ,,I think we can discuss this again... we don't want the fun to end," Strahm said and at least adjusted his chair as he lovingly stroked her wrists, leaving a soft kiss on her slightly red skin before he gave her a peck on the cheek and headed towards the door.

,,She's all yours...but give her a moment," he said, seeing her puzzled expression in the mirror as he walked past Hoffman who just gave him a snort, ,,You know I'm very...gentle," he said, closing the door to the meeting room behind him.

Strahm knew that he would have to do more than just turn on the overdubbing music for the other colleagues to cover Hoffman's session. But he could still take care of that when he watched the show behind the mirror.

As a small final reward and his own alibi to have an excuse why he was late. But for the sight of seeing her fucked on his face again, what was the point of taking a break when he had his beauty, right?

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@megustadilf , @lola-max-sugar , @slut4hoffman , @callmeklarise , @spookyghoullover , @tuttifuckinfruttifriday , @c0stass

#saw movie #saw peter strahm #peter strahm #peter strahm x reader #saw peter strahm x reader

[writtenbymkl]

NCT DREAM MASTERLIST

- requests are open ! linked in my pinned post

↻ - in progress | ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - coming soon | ✓ - complete

series —

hit & run ↻ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

drabbles —

[22:36 pm]

fics —

my future

one shot texts —

texts w/ crush mark

texts w/ crush mark pt. 2

texts w/ college student mark

random texts w/ idol mark

texts w/ idol mark 3

more random texts w/ idol mark

asking mark random questions over text

texting mark “i’m breaking up with you”

texting nct dream “i want a baby”

how the dreamies respond to “can you buy me pads”

texting mark happy birthday

punch

smau’s —

tweetheart ↻

the boyfriend trials - a mini series ↻ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

series —

drabbles —

fics —

one shot texts —

daily texts w/ best friend renjun

texting nct dream “i want a baby”

texting renjun “i’m breaking up with you”

how the dreamies respond to “can you buy me pads”

texts w/ bff idol renjun

smau’s —

frenemies (discontinued for a while)

series —

drabbles —

[10:33 am]

fics —

the love that had never been

one shot texts —

texting nct dream “i want a baby”

texts w/ oblivious crush jeno

how the dreamies respond to “can you buy me pads”

jeno and that one live

smau’s —

sisterzoned ↻ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

series —

drabbles —

[13:14 pm]

fics —

good person pt 1 | pt 2 | alternative ending

one shot texts —

daily texts w/ best friend haechan

texting nct dream “i want a baby”

how the dreamies respond to “can you buy me pads”

haechan confesses over text by accident

single mode: deactivated

bde (big dumbass energy)

smau’s —

married to the enemy ↻ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

series —

the espresso effect - a mini series ↻ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

drabbles —

fics —

one shot texts —

texting nct dream “i want a baby”

texts w/ boyfriend idol jaemin

how the dreamies respond to “can you buy me pads”

one like away

smau’s —

series —

drabbles —

fics —

one shot texts —

texts w/ boyfriend chenle

texts w/ idol chenle

texting nct dream “i want a baby”

how the dreamies respond to “can you buy me pads”

smau’s —

series —

drabbles —

fics —

one shot texts —

texting nct dream “i want a baby”

how the dreamies respond to “can you buy me pads”

boyfriend texts w/ jisung

jisung texting you from the police station

smau’s —

drabbles —

[09:37 am]

one shot texts —

dreamies response to you streaming ‘broken melodies’

#nct dream #nct dream au #nct dream smau #nct #nct au #nct smau #mark lee #renjun #jeno #haechan #jaemin #chenle #jisung #social media au #one shots #one shot texts #huang renjun #lee jeno #lee haechan #na jaemin #zhong chenle #park jisung #nct x reader #nct dream x reader #nct x y/n #nct dream x y/n

[eekshade]

Death

Bucky Barnes x m!reader

Word Count: 3338

Warnings/Info: (Heavy) internalized homophobia, tried to make it sad, sexual comments in reader’s head, I don’t know much about the military much less the military in the 40s, I tried to make it as accurate as possible without putting too much time into it, first part of 3?, discontinued

Part Two

Y/n and Bucky are preparing dinner while in an overall sad attempt to catch up; something the two men haven’t really been able to do in a long time, though there’s not much to talk about other than the war. Bucky is leaning against a nearby wall as y/n chops vegetables into small pieces, preparing them for a shepherd’s pie.

“I should find out where I get stationed in around a week or so, as long as nothing happens of course.” Bucky shares with a sigh, he looks rather strange, he looked sad but it was mixed with something else, something y/n couldn’t put his finger on.

Y/n hums in response before slowly adding, “Do you wanna talk about it?”

“What do you mean?” Bucky wears an all too bright smile, anyone older than a day can tell he knows exactly what y/n meant, but he decides to let it go.

“Y’know, like, are you okay?” Y/n momentarily pauses the chopping, and instead turns his whole body toward Bucky.

“Oh,” he looks disappointed that y/n didn’t just wave him off, with a simple never mind. “Yeah, yeah, I’m okay.” He mumbles a quick but insincere thank you.

Y/n nods softly, and turns back to what he was doing prior, as clear as it is that something is eating him up, y/n knows Bucky. He knows that Bucky (even if he wants to) won’t talk about his emotions in full depth, the only time he could see Bucky talking like that is if he’s moments away from death's door, but maybe even then he still would probably keep some things to himself.

“I just…” He quietly starts, dragging y/n out of his thoughts. He looks over to Bucky confused, Bucky already staring at y/n’s face as the two make eye contact, tears brim Bucky’s eyes, “I just don’t want to think about it right now, if that’s alright.” As quickly as he started, he stopped.

“Of course that’s fine.” Y/n tries to hide the disappointment in his voice, he honoring Bucky’s wish then waves him over and assigns him a few little tasks to try and keep him busy.

The two finish dinner in a comfortable, blue tinted silence. Y/n is setting up the small table in the corner of the kitchen and with one last glass set upon the table he gracefully (and dramatically) bows to show Bucky that he has finished his own tasks. Y/n’s head rises with a bright smile, the smile quickly disappears like a person in a chaotic crowd at the sight of Bucky, he is watching y/n, tears once again present in his eyes.

Y/n doesn’t know what to do, he knows that Bucky would want him to ignore it and move on like nothing happened, but he can’t in good conscience do that. So he slowly moves closer to Bucky, standing in front of him, he takes Bucky’s left hand into his own. Neither of them say or do anything for a few brief seconds, y/n watches as Bucky blinks causing the first tear to roll down his already red cheek, a few more follow suit and Bucky then, without meaning to, let out a pathetic whine. The sound causes y/n to move closer to Bucky, using their connected hands to pull him into a hug; this action is the breaking point for Bucky as he completely breaks down into y/n’s arms, Bucky’s head rests in the crook of y/n’s neck, tears wetting y/n’s skin and shirt.

The hug gets tighter as Bucky’s legs slightly give out, y/n holds him up as a few tears fall down his own face. Y/n can’t help but think about his own pain, his own stupid pain that finds its way to consume him whenever he’s just a little too close to Bucky. He tries to not think about it, as he finds that the more he thinks about it, the more comfortable he gets with the idea. The idea of loving Bucky, caring for him, cherishing him, holding him, kissing him, fucking him. God, he’s so fucked up, his best friend is about to be shipped off to who knows were and all he can think about his is own sick and selfish desires, he should be locked up where no one could find him. The worst part about it all is that he loves to think about it, he loves to daydream about it as he gets ready in the morning, when walks to work in the morning, when he’s working, when he walks home from work, when he eats, when he sleeps. He tries not to, he really does, it's just so hard when God’s most precious creation is always right there with him.

Y/n’s guilt forces him to at least acknowledge the sobbing Bucky in his arms, he runs his fingers through Bucky’s hair muttering soft words of comfort into Bucky’s ear. Bucky’s sobs slow to a stop after a few minutes of this, and he pulls away from y/n, only slightly so the two aren’t hugging anymore, but they’re still close enough for y/n to hear Bucky’s soft pants as he tries to stabilize his breathing.

Bucky has a look of regret when he locks eyes with y/n, this makes y/n feel as though he was being stabbed with a dull blade, but it got caught on something so it couldn’t go all the way through, now it just sits inside him.

“I’m sorry.” Bucky whispered as he looked to his feet and then back up at y/n, “I shouldn’t have dumped that all on you.” Bucky laughed to try and make it sound like a joke but he couldn’t bring himself to add any warmth to it.

“It’s fine Buck.” Y/n offered him a smile, it was more than fine he thought, but decided against actually saying it.

“No, I’m over here crying like a baby, when I should be, god, I don’t know, doing anything else.” He attempts to smile but it doesn’t quite make it all the way there, so it ends up looking more like a wince.

“Buck seriously it’s okay, it’s good to get it out every once in a while.” Y/n unconsciously takes a small step forward. Bucky hums, but y/n can tell he still doesn’t agree.

“So, you still don’t wanna talk about it?” Y/n asks but before Bucky can say anything adds, “I know it’s not really your style, and I respect that, but I think it’ll help.”

Bucky seems to think about it for a second before responding, “I can, if it’ll make you feel better.” Y/n knows he's just trying to deflect, but why not let him have it?

“Yeah, it would make me feel so much better.” Y/n laughs quietly.

Bucky takes a few steps back and leans against a wall, he starts to think for a moment on what to say, and his eyes gloss over once again, this makes him feel vulnerable and weak, he has to keep reminding himself that it’s just y/n but that only seems to make it worse. He crosses his arms as a way to close himself off from y/n, as a way to protect himself against the very possible ridicule that comes with what he's about to say. “I don’t wanna die.” His voice is quiet and trembling, half way through the sentence his voice broke. Y/n moves to take him back into his arms but he rejects the offer, hugging himself tighter.

“I don’t wanna die,” he repeats, slightly more confident than before, but still weak.

“I know Buck, but it’ll be okay. Everything will be f-,” Y/n attempts to comfort him but he cuts him off firmly, “Y/n.”

“Yeah Buck?” The way y/n’s eyes looked so concerned, so glossy, so perfect, it gave Bucky the extra push.

“I don’t want to die, because then I won't be able to come home to you, I won’t be able to cook with you, or rather you cook and I pretend to be helpful,” he laughs, a real heartfelt laugh, “I won’t be able to go on stupid little adventures to nowhere, I won't be able to, hell, cry into your neck like I’ve never had anything bad happen to me before.”

“I won’t have you, and that’s not okay.” He finishes his short, bittersweet rant.

Y/n’s eyes widen and his heart rate speeds up to a concerning amount, it takes him a little bit to process and once he does he’s smiling ear to ear. The smile falters slightly at the sight of Bucky looking at anything but him, tears running down his face.

“Buck…” Y/n softly calls out to him. Seeing how y/n hasn’t hit him or ran out the door yet, he against his better judgment, looks up at y/n.

“Bucky, I’ll be here. You just have to come back.” Y/n whispers.

“I know that y/n,” Bucky looks at him worried, “I don’t think you’re understanding me.”

“Then help me understand James.” Y/n responds exasperated, tears threatening to fall, Bucky flinched slightly at the use of his first name. “I need you to say it.” Y/n’s heart felt like it was going to give out.

“I love you y/n.” Bucky cried out softly, “God, I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

“I love you too.” Bucky doesn’t believe what he's heard, did he really mean it or was he just saying that?

Y/n closes in on him, arms open, this time Bucky accepts the offer. The hug was brief as y/n pulled away to look at Bucky’s face, “Stop apologizing for having emotions, okay?” Bucky nods slightly in return, but the expression on his face seems to be elsewhere, y/n compulsively brings his hands up to Bucky’s face, using his thumbs to wipe away the wet drops still present. Bucky gently grabs y/n’s wrists, which now rest on his jaw, and he uses them to lull y/n in closer to him.

The kiss takes y/n by surprise, he knows he shouldn’t, he knows it’s wrong, but hell it feels too good to stop. It started out slow and sweet, a way to test the waters, but the ever present dread that Bucky will be gone soon makes it hard to keep it that way. Y/n’s hands found their way into Bucky’s hair, teeth clashing together as the salty taste from the dried tears from the pair's lips filled their mouths. Both men seemed to forget their problems as they somehow drew closer together, Bucky’s hands ended up on y/n’s waist under his shirt trailing up and down the soft skin.

The blissful warmth lasted for a few minutes at the very least, before they heard the noise of what seemed to be very drunk men loudly laughing and yelling at each other on the street below. Y/n pulled away from Bucky at the sound looking quite fearful, he calmed fast when he realized that they couldn’t be seen from the windows, Bucky realizing the same thing, walked over to each of the windows in the kitchen and closed the curtains.

Y/n watched as Bucky did so, his mind filling with thoughts of regret and disgust. He felt like he needed to take a shower, like he needed to shred his skin off, like he needed to be thrown into a dumpster. His thoughts were bad enough all on their own, now he had to deal with his actions. He wanted to run away but he had enough sense to not do that to Bucky, it's not his fault, he was just corrupted. On the other hand he told Bucky to not apologize for his emotions, so why should he? He's been dealing with this long enough to know that it's not going to go away, and if Bucky’s fine with it, why not just give in?

Y/n’s internal fight could go on for days, but was cut short when Bucky turned back toward him, Bucky was smiling nervously. “The food is probably cold now.” Bucky laughed as he motioned for y/n to come sit with him. The two stayed together for the rest of the night, letting the thoughts of the outside world completely drift away.

…

Over the next week they found out that Bucky was being stationed with the 107th regiment, on Bucky’s last day the little group, composed of Bucky, Steve, and y/n all went to the World Exposition of Tomorrow (Bucky’s choice). The night was over faster than anyone would have liked, and with that Bucky was gone. It didn’t really help y/n that Steve, otherwise known as y/n’s only current support, somehow found a way to weasel his way into enlistment and was now also going off to fight. Of course y/n also had his responsibilities, he enlisted for the coast guard, he mostly worked in the security operations center, so he never really got deployed.

…

It has been around two maybe two and a half years since Bucky and Steve went off, y/n has sent them both letters every once in a while and vise versa, but not as much as they probably should have. Y/n was able to keep up with them in a way, with Steve’s whole new Captain America thing. Y/n was at work, filling out a file on a recent operation when a young, brunette woman appeared at the side of his desk. It had been a long time since he’d seen her last, and the times he had interacted with her were usually less than a minute or two, so it had taken him a second to figure out who it was.

“Becca?” He asked with a head tilt, “Is everything okay?” Y/n didn’t have to ask, he knew there was only one reason why she’d be here, and based on her sorrowful demeanor, he knew he was right.

“How about we talk in a more private area.” She offered, a sad smile wavered across her lips.

“Yeah, I got somewhere we could go.” Y/n stood and led her towards a storage closet, before they went in he could hear a few of his colleagues whistle behind him, this made Becca look uncomfortable and he wanted to shield her in some way.

He opened the closet door, “After you.” The smile was supposed to be playful but the dread of knowing what comes next stopped it from doing so.

“I’m sorry y/n.” Becca sniffled once the door was closed behind them, “James told me about the two of you before he left, so I thought I should at the very least tell you in person.” Her voice was quiet as she spoke.

“He told you?” Y/n asked, trying to keep the conversation from going away from the point, he isn’t ready.

“Yeah, came to me ‘round three or so days before he left. He didn’t say it was you but a girl has eyes.” She panicked slightly, “Not to say you’re being obvious or anything, I just know my brother.” She sniffles again.

“There’s no easy way to tell you-,”

“Then don’t.” His tone was standoffish and almost cruel, y/n knew this but the tears that were now forming in his eyes seemed to soften it a little.

She sighed, “I get it. I mean I know it’s different but I get it.” Y/n wanted to thank her but he didn’t think he could say anything without whimpering, so he opted for a weak smile.

After a few moments of trying to breathe he finally choked out, “How? Do you know?”

“No, do you want to know what they told us?” She questioned, looking rather angry now, “Killed in combat, like that helps us at all.” She laughed bitterly.

“It just hurts so much. My brother died and they can’t even tell me how or why.”

Y/n opens his arms to her and they both embrace, crying together.

…

It had only been a few days since Becca had come to visit, y/n was sitting at his desk, reading a file for his next assignment when the phone started to loudly ring, already cursed with a headache from how frequently he’d be crying, he groans, his clear disinterest made one of his colleagues to look up and softly laugh at the man’s pain. Y/n gathers up all of his courage before picking up the phone and placing it on his ear.

“Hello, l/n speaking.” He slowly slid down the back of his chair, staring at the ceiling.

“Hi y/n, long time.” The person on the other end stated in a neutral tone.

Y/n’s posture straightened out immediately, “Steve?” He asked excitedly.

“No, this is Constance Bennett.” Steve joked.

“Oh my, I’m so sorry Connie I wasn’t expecting you to call ‘till later.” Y/n was trying to hide the smile that was now eating up his entire face, his coworker was now looking at him rather funny.

“Seriously though man, it’s good to hear from you.” Y/n added on.

“Yeah I know, I’m sorry for not writing more often. Just have had a lot goin’ on.”

“Yeah I’m sure,” y/n laughs, “so…do you always wear the suit or is it a camera only thing?”

“That’s confidential.” Steve says in a deadpan tone, before they both start laughing. It takes them around a minute to calm down, once they do neither talk for a while, stuck in a very uncomfortable silence.

“…”

“…”

Deciding that someone has to take the initiative Steve starts to talk, ”Y/n, do you…know?” It’s sad and it hurts Steve to ask, but he needs it to get out of the way.

“Yeah I do, well I don’t know the details of it, but Becca swung by a few days ago to tell me.” He says slowly, trying to keep his voice leveled.

“That’s good, that’s good you know.” Steve would never say it, but he’s relieved that he didn’t have to be the one to tell him.

“So is that why you called? To tell me?”

“No, well yes, but no.” Steve stuttered out, “God just give me a second.” He was breathing softly into the phone for a few moments, deciding how he should word this.

“I need your help y/n.” He finally stated.

“Alright with what?”

“This is going to be a lot to ask, so I understand if you can’t or don’t want to.” Steve says trying everything he can to make this sound reasonable.

“Okay? Just tell me, I won’t hang up, I swear it.” Y/n softly pries.

“Come with me.”

“What?”

“Put in for a transfer. It’ll go through, I’ll make sure it does. I’m almost done with my current mission, but with Buck,” he stops for a moment, “with Buck gone, I don’t think I can do this.” Even though y/n couldn’t see him, he knew Steve was crying.

“I’m sorry for springing this on you out of nowhere, I just didn’t know where else to go. You’re all I have.” Steve’s voice cracks slightly.

“Okay, I’ll do it.” Y/n responds with a concerning lack of hesitation.

“Really?”

“Of course Steve, I got you, you know that right?”

“Thank you.” His voice is soft, but y/n can feel the warmth off of it, even an ocean away.

“Anytime.”

The smile that crosses y/n’s face is bittersweet, he knows why he really agreed. While yes, a part of it was for his close friend, in all reality he truly was just ready to see Bucky again.

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