#it’s trying to be gentleman jack and failing

[goldengleams]

🫧 Can you write #15 with Quinn Hughes? Thank you!! :)

the proposal - q. hughes

A/N: Once again, college has been so busy that I haven’t had any time to post 😭 Hope you enjoy this, it’s more of a real imagine than a blurb to make up for the long wait! Love you guys :))

You woke up to the summer breeze rustling through your curtains. Your afternoon nap had replenished your energy from your morning out on the boat with Quinn. You had arrived at Quinn and Jack’s lake house just a few days earlier, and Jack had arrived last night. Now, you were waiting on Luke to get in this evening to round out your little group.

You stretched out to find the bed empty, but your hand brushed a piece of paper on Quinn’s side of the bed. To Y/N, it said. You blearily picked it up and read the message inside.

Pick you up for dinner at 6. Dress fancy :)

Love,

Quinn

You giggled at the note, at how adorable it was. You and Quinn were literally staying at the same house but his little plan made you smile. This summer would mark the fourth year that you and Quinn had been together and the first since you two had moved in together. You couldn’t imagine doing life without him anymore.

You picked out a light green slip dress from your closet, one of Quinn’s favorites on you. With the two hours you had left, you put on some makeup and did your hair. You loved that Quinn always made spending time with you a priority in your relationship, even when you had gone on just about every date imaginable.

You walked downstairs at 5:45, not sure what to expect. Jack was sitting at the kitchen counter, scrolling on his phone. He looked up immediately when he heard your heels clicking on the floor, grinning at you like a five year old with a secret.

“Why are you smiling at me like that, Jack?” You chuckled, a little suspicious.

“No reason!” Jack said quickly. “But Quinn will be here soon, he just texted me.”

You nodded and pulled out your phone to check. Quinn had also sent you a message that you had missed.

From: quinn❤️

On my way, see you in a few

You said goodbye to Jack and went to wait outside for Quinn. Before you left for Michigan, you had gotten your nails done and made sure to pack some of your favorite outfits just in case a special night like tonight happened. You raised your left hand and your various rings shone in the light, but your ring finger still remained bare. You let out a sigh, trying not to get your hopes up in case tonight wasn’t the night. After four years together, you knew Quinn was the one, you just had to wait for the big moment now.

Quinn pulling up drew you from your thoughts a few moments later. He honked the horn of the beautiful cream colored vintage convertible he had rented for the night. He hopped out and came to walk you to the car, giving you a quick kiss.

“There’s my gorgeous date for the night,” he said proudly. His comment made your cheeks heat up and you marveled at the way he could still make you blush, even after knowing him for years.

“You don’t look too bad yourself, especially in this fancy car,” you said as he opened your car door for you. Quinn had always been a gentleman to you, it was one of the things you loved most about him. He never failed to make you feel special.

“So, where does this mystery date take place, Captain Hughes?”

Quinn just shook his head as he drove. His hair was blowing softly in the breeze and the summer sun highlighted his features beautifully. You were so gone for this man.

“Can’t spoil the surprise just yet, babe.”

Twenty minutes later, Quinn pulled up to a small restaurant right on the lake. He led you inside and the hostess quickly brought you to a table in a small gazebo, right near the water.

Quinn quickly pulled out your chair for you to sit in and you giggled at his actions. He had always been chivalrous, opening doors for you, pulling out your seat. It was something you had never experienced from guys before Quinn and now you hoped you’d never have to live without it.

You reached for his hand across the table once he sat down, yearning for his touch. His hand found yours and he smiled.

“Hi babe,” he said quietly. It was only the two of you for a good twenty feet, so you couldn’t hear anyone else’s conversations, and you doubt they could hear yours, but leave it to your Quinn to still be soft spoken and sweet.

“Hi Quinny,” you said shyly. “Can’t believe you got a spot here for dinner.”

Quinn knew this restaurant was one of your favorites. It was the place three years ago where he asked you to be his girlfriend. You had an inkling that he had an important question for you tonight.

“Yeah, just wanted to bring you back to where it all started,” he said. “Remember when I asked you do be my girlfriend? I was so nervous that day.”

You could tell he was nervous again and almost started to tease him about, but a waiter came up before you could ask. The meal got underway and you didn’t get to bring it up again. The two of you talked about anything and everything, just like you always did.

Quinn had checked his phone a few times during dinner, typing away on his screen before returning to the conversation.

“Something important on there, babe?” You asked.

“Uh, just some texts about hockey stuff,” he smiled back nervously. You knew he was always busy with captain duties, but you had a feeling that he wasn’t actually texting anyone about hockey. Regardless, you nodded and finished your dinner, which was absolutely delicious as always.

The sun had started to paint the sky hues of pink and purple and you smiled at the beautiful view of the sunset over the lake. This could be the night that you become Quinn’s fiancée. The thoughts swarmed your mind and sent tears to your eyes. You loved Quinn so much, you just didn’t want to wait any longer.

“Y/N?” Quinn drew you from your thoughts.

“Hmm?” You tried not to act like you were totally distracted, but it wasn’t easy. Quinn titled his head like a confused puppy.

“You alright? You looked sad,” he said.

“Yeah, I was just thinking about us,” you said, smiling at him. “I’m the luckiest girl ever.”

“Well, I’m the luckiest guy ever.”

You could tell Quinn got a little startled at your words and how close you were to tears. He thought you had figured him out. He ate the last few bites on his plate as you did the same, and asked if you wanted to go down by the restaurant’s dock with him.

“Sure, but can I run to the bathroom first?” You asked, and he stood up quickly to pull your chair out for you so you could go inside.

“Uh, sure! I mean, yeah, of course, I will just wait here,” he said, tripping over his words.

He watched as you started to walk away from the gazebo and towards the main building and he hastily pulled out his phone. Clicking Jack’s number, he prayed his younger brother would answer in time.

“Yo,” Jack answered.

“Get back in the car or hide or something! She’s coming into the restaurant right now!”

Quinn heard a few curses and some bottles clinking as he assumed Jack and Luke were trying to get up from the bar or a table and get out of the restaurant.

“She’s going in the door near the ramp, so don’t go that way or she’ll see you.”

“We’re not, we’re outside on the patio,” Jack snapped. “You’re bossy when you’re nervous.”

Quinn rolled his eyes. He could make out two tall figures over on the patio deck who were waving at him. Jack had gone to pick Luke up from the airport and they both made their way to the restaurant, along with a photographer, to see their brother propose.

“I’m not nervous, I’m just,” but Quinn didn’t have an answer. Truthfully, he was nervous. He knew he had waited quite a while to propose, not ever doubting your relationship, but just waiting for the right moment. Quinn knew there were plenty of moments in Vancouver where he could’ve pulled out the ring he had picked out for you last year, but none of them seemed right. He wanted to propose to you at the spot where you became his girlfriend, with the beautiful lake and sunset in the background.

“Yeah, exactly,” Jack and Luke chuckled. “We’ve got the photographer waiting, she’s also excited. You got this, okay? She’s gonna say yes, she loves you, Quinn.”

Jack’s words calmed him down a little, and before he knew it, you were walking out of the restaurant. He quickly dropped the call and watched your dress shine in the evening sun. He couldn’t believe you would be his fiancée tonight.

Quinn stood to greet you, reaching for your hand, which you accepted.

“Look at how sweet they are, Quinn,” You passed by a few tables with some older couples, and your heart swelled in your chest. You hoped that would be you and Quinn someday.

Quinn just squeezed your hand, not able to say anything due to the lump in his throat.

“I hope that will be us someday, coming to the lake house and spending summers together.”

Quinn nodded and led you up the ramp, letting you go first so he could locate the photographer who gave him a small wave and thumbs up to indicate she was ready.

“Oh my god, Quinn, look at the sunset!” You walked to the edge of the dock, gazing out into the sky. You were so enamored that you didn’t realize that there were fairy lights adorning the wooden posts on the dock, which weren’t usually there. They twinkled in the waning light, and Quinn wished he was able to see how they lit up your face.

He kept a little distance between the two of you, standing to the side, just like him and the photographer had practiced the day before. Quinn reached into his pocket to grab the little velvet box. He quietly knelt down to your left side as you turned to the right and waited for his moment.

“Oh shoot, I think I left my phone at the table so I can’t take a-,” you said, turning to your left where you had felt Quinn’s presence. Unsurprisingly, he was there, since you could always tell where he was, but shockingly, he was down on one knee, staring at you.

“Quinn,” you said breathlessly, your hand coming to cover your gaping mouth.

“Y/N, I knew from the moment I met you that it was love at first sight. I knew that you were special, and that I would be lucky enough just to be your friend and have you in my life,” he said shakily. “I never thought a girl as beautiful and intelligent and perfect as you would ever walk into my life, but I’ve been so lucky to call you mine ever since.”

You couldn’t help the tears that welled in your eyes at this point. You had hoped for this moment for years, and there was no stopping the emotions now.

“I’m so grateful that you support me in my dreams and my job and I’m the proudest guy on the ice every time I know you’re up in the stands cheering me on. I could’ve never made it to where I am without you in my life, and I hope you know how much you mean to me,” Quinn said, getting choked up. “You complete my family, my life, and myself in a way that I didn’t think was possible, and I don’t ever want to do life without you.”

“I know I waited a long time to ask you this question, but I hope you know I just wanted everything to be perfect. And I thought asking you here, where it all began, was as perfect as it gets,” he said, opening the small box in his hands.

“Y/N L/N, will you marry me?” Quinn could barely get the words out of his mouth before you were nodding enthusiastically, your whole body shaking.

“Yes, Quinn, yes,” you said urgently. He chuckled nervously and placed the beautiful ring on your left ring finger. You had never put on a piece of jewelry that felt more right.

You pulled Quinn up to kiss him, and finally registered the clicks of the camera and the cheers coming from the restaurant, led by a pair of brothers you knew all too well.

“I knew you were planning something,” you giggled against his lips. “I love you so much Quinn.”

“I love you too, Y/N. Can’t wait to call you Mrs. Hughes someday.”

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A/N: After seeing Jack and his gf this weekend, we all need some Quinn and Luke to heal😭😭😭 Hope you enjoyed this!!

#nhl hockey #nhl #jack hughes #luke hughes #quinn hughes being the cutie that he is #quinn hughes again #quinn hughes #quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes imagine #umich hockey

[theemporium]

Mai Tai with Frat NicoJack 🥹 promt 23 please xx

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

23. carrying the other in their arms

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You hadn’t planned to get this drunk.

There was always the risk that you were going to get shit-faced drunk because Trevor was nothing if not an enabler, and he was fucking dangerous when he had a few drinks in him. He could persuade anybody to do anything, he was just charming that way. But the important point was that it was not planned. 

However, both Nico and Jack had a pretty good idea where the night was going when you had mentioned that Trevor wanted you to join him at some line dancing club across town that nobody else wanted to join him at. 

So, honestly, it was no surprise when they had received a variety of incoherent messages from you throughout the night. Both of the boys had been quite amused, both tucked under the covers as they watched some random hockey game that was playing for a chill night in. 

They had not expected a call somewhere past midnight. And they had not expected it to be from Trevor.

“No, she’s—” There was a fit of giggles before the boy continued. “She’s sooooo drunk right now and she wants you two. Like, she’s literally refusing to get off the sidewalk right now.” 

And Trevor was right. By the time both boys had made it down to Nico’s car and driven across town, they found the two of you sitting on the side of the road outside the bar. Country music was playing from inside, laughs and cheers and singing could be heard too. But you were lost in your own world, your head resting on Trevor’s shoulder as he rambled away about god-knows-what.

“There’s our girl,” Jack teasingly called out once they got out of the car, making their way over. His smile widened a little when he watched you lift your head up, your face brightening at the sight of your boys. 

“Jacky baby,” you grinned widely, blinking slowly. “You came.” 

“We both did,” Nico smiled softly as he kneeled down in front of you, pushing some hair out of your face. “How are you feeling, baby?” 

“Soooo good,” you giggled. “Trev bought me a bunch of drinks.”

“I am a gentleman,” Trevor replied, puffing his chest out a little and sending you into another fit of giggles. 

Nico shook his head but his expression was fond. He turned to look at Trevor, his brows raised. “You coming home too?” 

“Pffft, as if!” You snorted before leaning in, attempting—and failing—to whisper to your boyfriend as you said, “he was talking to a cute guy in there. He is soooo going home with him.” 

Jack grinned. “Oh yeah?”

“Mhmm,” you nodded before placing your finger on your lips. “Shhh, don’t tell Trevor I told you.”

“You are so drunk,” Trevor laughed, shaking his head in amusement. “You got her?” 

“We can handle her,” Nico assured Trevor with a nod, patting his shoulder. “Go enjoy the rest of the night.”

Trevor smirked as he began making his way back into the bar. “Good luck with Mrs P!” 

“Hey,I’m fine!” You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “Look! I can even walk by myself!” 

However, it took less than a second for you to quickly disprove your own claim. You were wobbling even before you could stand up straight on both feet, but thankfully, both boys managed to reach for you. 

“My knights in shining armour,” you laughed as you sunk into their touch. “M’tired. Carry me?” 

Jack raised his brows, trying to hold back his laugh as you flashed them both your puppy dog eyes. “Which one?” 

“You’re both my boyfriends,” you huffed. “Why can you both not carry me?”

“That doesn’t feel effective, schatz,” Nico murmured with a smile, squeezing your arm a little. “How about a deal, hm? One of us will carry you to the car right now and the other will carry you into the house.”

A smile broke out on your face. “Deal!” You turned to face Jack, batting your eyelashes. “Carry me?”

“Course, babe,” Jack smiled, wasting no time as he hooked his arms under your legs and lifted you in his arms. “Had a fun night, pretty girl?”

“So much fun,” you grinned, nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck. “Need to go there with you two. Wanna dance with you both.”

“We’ll see how you feel in the morning first,” Nico mused, opening the door to the backseat so you and Jack could climb in. 

“I won’t even be hungover, just you wait and see,” you grumbled to your boyfriend, your eyes already starting to flutter shut. 

“We’ll see,” Jack snorted, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

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#cece’s cocktail celebration #nicojack #nico hischier #jack hughes #nhl #new jersey devils #nico hischier x reader #nico hischier x you #nico hischier x y/n #nico hischier fic #nico hischier one shot #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes x you #jack hughes x y/n #jack hughes fic #jack hughes one shot #nhl x reader #nhl x you #nhl x y/n #nhl fic #nhl one shot

[lexthenonbinary]

lil spicy hc's for sdj

literally 18+, any and all blogs that's ageless DNI otherwise you'll be blocked. Any minors DNI.

so with all that out of the way, here's my personal thought process for the dang man. also this is going to be gn for everyone to enjoy. and try to censor myself as much as possible so i don't get clocked by tumblr lol...also added is that i only recently got into this game and that i don't know everything so im sorry if there's a lot of things that aren't really good listed...thank you <333

-of course if you played the extended demo, you know he loves to praise mc, right? Oh man now can you just imagine the power he has??? Mr. Jack will use that for basically anything like to condition mc to go back to him...sort of like pavlov's experiment.

-now, if you uno reverse poor jackie boy...the outcomes is without fail, so good. he'd be all flush and whiney, immediately just do everything he can just to be told he's good. he's not above groveling. just to hear mc call him "good boy" makes him into a puddle of jello.

-now putting into perspective of joseph/jack...one's weakness doesn't go away when they transform. the weakness is the filthiest sloppy toppy mc can give. it doesn't even have to be that good, pretty sure especially jack would just love seeing how excited mc is to give it...he's about to blow no matter what...

-he loves giving head, favorite thing ever to do. sure he can stick it in...but why would he do that when he can give mc the best head they've ever had in their life??? he has to make mc nut (i hate how i have to use that) at least, like 2-3x before he even Considers helping himself. what a gentleman.

-is 100% okay with letting mc top. proper equipment or bought equipment, doesn't matter, he would be so proud of mc. the entire time he's getting absolutely demolished and ravaged by mc, he's still praising them, telling how good they feel, and how good they are to him.

-obviously we've seen how he tops, how he absolutely loves tearing mc apart and putting them back together again...he just adores watching mc's face as they get closer and closer to the edge. the best pleasure for him is to see mc getting the pleasure they deserve

-most def a tease. he always wants to please mc, don't get him wrong. but also he loves how borderline delirious he's made mc, making them work hard and 'earn it'...of course his rewards is so delicious.

-now if mc would flip the table on him...he'd be putty in their hands...and he would be pouting the entire time. being unable to do anything but just sweetly beg for some release off his c*ck...

-if mc says anything about how big he is...it's a wrap. jack is not egotistical in the slightest, but he will no forget what mc said. will be thinking about it Forever

-we all know the premise of the game, he's so possessive it's safe to assume he'd leave Marks all over mc's body. only stops putting it in visible places when mc complains how many times parents scolded them for leaving the apartment like that

Here's a bit softer hc's i think:

-loves when mc and him laugh during s*x...it makes him so elated that even when mc is asleep, he replays the memory in his head over and over again

-he's been locked in that tape for so long...of course he's touch starved. this man Yearns for any form of affection.

-genuinely loves to get to know mc, their favorite music, and pictures, and just everything, it makes him so happy to know everything about mc

-going back to about how he wants so much affection and attention...literally is the epitome of when someone says "i want to crawl into their skin, that's the only way i can be close enough"...yea that's him. cannot stand being without mc's touch for a second.

-loves when mc does small...nothings. like simple things that most people would just skip over. take for granted...not him, not jack. jack would worship everything that mc does.

last one:

-jack/joseph love fat mc. like big belly, smaller belly, whatever. apron belly? muffin top? they eat that shit up daily. chef's kiss thank you for coming to my ted talk

#lemon #citrus #sunny day jack #somethings wrong with sunny day jack #swwsdj #sdj jack #sdj joseph #sdj x reader #sunny day jack x reader #sdj joseph x reader

[tobybestupid]

Steven Adler NSFW Alphabet <3

Tw: NSFW, smut smut smutty smut!! (Too lazy to name everything sorrrryyyy, I'll try), fluff!!, somewhat descriptive smut, breeding kink, mentions of threesome, mentions of drunk sex, masterbation,

A = aftercare

This boy wants to make sure you're okay, gives you amazing cuddles and kisses, cleans you up. If he and you aren't too tired he'll run you a nice warm bath!! <33

B = Body part

His favorite part of you in your chest, loves jizzing on there. And your thighs, likes cumming on there too!! :3 his favorite part of himself are his arms, he can just wrap them around you and rail you relentlessly :3

C = Cum

He loves cumming in you (BREEDING KINK :0), on your chest, and oh boy does he love watching it drip from you just to push it back into you!! :3 he also makes sure you cum first, such a gentleman huh?

D = Dirty secret

Wants to get you pregnant, so badly. Poor baby has a breeding kink. Also wants to have a threesome with you, definitely not with axl... he's too cocky, maybe Duff, Slash, or Izzy?

E = Experience

Good boy knows what he's doing, makes sure you're having a good time, and hes havin' a good time :3

F = Favorite position

Definitely like the spilling bamboo, or mating press because then he can just pin you down and breed you :3

G = goofy

He's prob a little giggly if he's drunk, but if it's baby making he's not giggling but definitely making alot of noise. (Such a noisy boy)

H = Hair

He's pretty hair, mean just look:

Hairy boy means hairy private. Drapes match the carpet, maybe a little bit darker. But he understands if you want him to shave, he's just a lil lazy :P

I = Intimacy

He can be rough and fast, soft and fast, rough and slow. Anyway you want it (THATS THE WAY YOU NEED IT‼️), *cough.* Anyway. Whatever you want, he'll give you <3

J = Jack off

Since poor Steven is on tour quite a bit, he does tend to jerk off a lot, especially on call with you (if you dont go with him). He likes watching you jerk him off sometimes— but why jerk off when you're there?

K = kink

He has a major, a big breeding kink. He has has a little bit of a degrading kink, just a little. But loves watching you cry from pleasure, and squirm around <3 also lives being praised??

L = Location

He's scared of doing anything in public, poor boy doesn't want to get caught. He loves bending you over anywhere at home though! The sofa, bed, counter tops, ECT.

M = Motivation

Tight or small clothes (definitely gets a boner in public/in general if he sees you in a dress or skirt), you teasing him, small things can get him bricked up.

N = No

Will not hurt you, if it's like a playful slap to the butt then yeah obviously. But if you want him to flow blown hurt you super bad. No, absolutely not. Also other icky bodily fluids, nope.

O = Oral

He loves receiving head, and giving. Prefers receiving, but will give you head :3 he's also pretty good at it.

P = Pace

Poor boy doesn't last that long, he gets really tired easily. Maybe two rounds on a super good day, three is too many.

Q = Quickie

Hates quickies, prefers taking his time with you :3

R = Risk

It depends on what new thing y'all trying.

S = Stamina

Poor boy gets tired easily and can't last that long, but he tries for you, usually fails.

T = Toys

Has a few toys for you like vibrators, teases the fuck out of you with it.

U = Unfair

He's pretty fair with you, if you're getting punished he's all about being unfair. But if he's in a submissive state, all whiny n stuff. He hates being teased.

V = Volume

When he's dominating you he grunts and groans, rather loudly too. Almost like an animalistic growling. When he's submissive he's such a whiny boy, and he whimpers.

W = Wild card

Likes his hair being tugged at, weather he's dominating you or he's a submissive good boy :3

X = X-ray

Alrighty. He's probably got a good 5-6 inches? Nice thick-ish tip, is thicker at the base and gets slightly thinner. His tip is a little lighter than the rest of him, and it's like a jungle down there. Large happy trail, drapes match the carpet, maybe a little darker.

Y = Yearning

He can't go that long, 1 or 2 rounds.

Z = Zzzz

Depends on how many rounds y'all did. He falls asleep super quick if it's been 2 or 3 rounds, but if it was only 1 he takes care of you then sleeps.

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SORRY FOR NOT POSTING RECENTLYYYYY

#guns n roses #axl rose #duff mckagan #izzy stradlin #slash guns n roses #steven adler #steven adler x reader #x reader #80s rock #izzy stradlin x reader #axl gnr

[scintillyyy]

I'm having trouble choosing between Dick and Tim for the ask game, so instead, I choose Janet!

janetttt <3

Headcanon A: realistic

janet spoke to divorce lawyers three times in her marriage. once was a few months after the circus when her and jack's marriage first started to break down because jack checked out emotionally from the marriage after witnessing the death of the graysons. the second was when tim was 9, they got in a bad fight over jack's tendency to make deals and promises for the company at the gentleman's club without consulting her. the last was the last time they were home before their final trip. they'd long since moved into separate rooms. if they weren't fighting, they weren't talking. what kind of marriage was that? but she hesitated when it came time to actually file. the finality of it scared her, a bit. janet loved her family, after all. should she really upheave her entire life, or could they work it out one last time? if she gets divorced, she has to start everything all over again. she decided trying to save things was worth one last shot.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

janet was big into babywearing when tim was an infant! it's how she could be the woman who could do it all--work & mothering. she had a ring sling with fabric made of vicuña and cashmere. it worked for a few months up until tim learned how to crawl & then there was no keeping him in any sort of carrier without very loud protest & all her meticulous plans to supervise her digs with tim on her back came crashing down to the ground where the fabric of her fancy ring sling also lay, trampled on by her toddler's feet.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

bruce never told tim, but it was very easy to transfer him from boarding school to public school during the time he fostered tim while jack was in a coma. when bruce called the boarding school to get tim's school records transferred over to gotham heights high and cancel the enrollment in boarding school for next semester, the office informed him that there was no need to--his mother had already done exaxtly that about a month before her death.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

janet had started writing a book before she died about the history of gotham city. she was about 80% done with her manuscript. tim found it among his dad's belongings. tim gets the great idea he's going to finish it. it doesn't go well & he fails miserably. helena finds it, along with all of tim's scribbled notes, one day while she's at the nest to talk to him about a case, and can clearly tell he's struggling with it. she remembers that a coworker of hers has been trying to get published with a book of his own, but hasn't been able to get his foot in the door with any publishing companies. she surreptitiously leaves tim his name & contact info by the manuscript.

a few days later, the wayne foundation reaches out to her coworker--they're looking for someone to finish and clean up janet drake's book for publishing. they're offering a chance to get his foot in the door & some pretty sweet publishing connections if he takes them up on their offer. he gladly does, and janet drake's posthumous book tops the nonfiction bestseller list for weeks & helena's coworker scores a 3 book deal of his own. helena's just glad to see her coworker finally get the chance he deserves & to see tim happy. tim builds her a very sweet huntress car for her help. it's perfect. except for the fact that he gave it the license plate "P0P3MBL"

#scintilly ask tag #omnivorouspastry

[yuurei20]

Ace Info Compilation part 10: Standing Up

Ace standing up to people in positions of authority who are objectively stronger than himself is a running theme: he accuses Trey directly of enabling Riddle (calling him pathetic), stands up to Riddle’s tyranny in Book 1 despite knowing his painful history, is the first student in Book 3 to try (and fail) to stand up against Azul, defends Epel from Vil in the opening of Book 5 and argues with Vil outright about his strict lifestyle rules, getting poisoned for his efforts.

Ace also tells Leona that it is “typical” for him to be “skipping out on the actual work,” saying, “Aren’t you supposed to be a housewarden? How about showin’ some leadership?” to his face.

Even after Leona proves himself Ace says, “I admit that’s helpful, but still…”

Ace is also harsh with Riddle outside of the main story, despite being his own housewarden: when Riddle loses his temper at a ghost during phantom bride (the ghost called him short) and sets it on fire, Ace scolds him for ruining their plans, saying, “You’re the lousiest suitor out of anyone who’s come so far!” despite Riddle’s apology.

Ace has a habit of saying the quiet part out loud in general, even when he is speaking to an upperclassman.

He insults Trey’s singing to his face and behind his back, teases Leona about Cheka, says that, for Diasomnia, Lilia is unusually friendly and complains about Jamil’s food in front of him.

Ace also pressures Rook to admit that he actually voted for Neige during the VDC as a devoted fan rather than because he was impressed with Neige's performance.

When Vil offers to compensate the VDC team for the prize money that his overblot made them lose out on, almost every team member immediately promises to donate their portion to Ramshackle dorm, with Ace following with, “talk about peer pressure.”

Deuce also struggles with the pressure to donate (“That money would go a long way for my family. But still…”) and Ace assures him, “Oh, I’m taking the money…I’ve been eyeing some new clothes and shoes lately.”

In exchange for keeping his prize money, Ace says he will treat the prefect and Grim to lunch at the school cafeteria. (Deuce offers lattes and dessert.)

Jamil says that Ace is closer to the third-year students in the basketball club than himself and Floyd and Ace himself says that he gets along well with upperclassmen from other dorms, so it is possible that he is just not intimidated by older students in general, thus why he is always able to speak his mind so freely (possibly a result of his older brother’s influence).

Riddle might be the only person who see call Ace out on his casual way of speaking to his upperclassmen, saying that Ace’s use of phrases like “stuff my face” is not any way to speak to his housewarden, he uses “uncouth language” and he wishes that Ace would dress properly more often as he can look like “quite the gentleman.”

Ace does, however, use honorifics with his, upperclassmen, referring to the 2nd- and 3rd- year students as “first-name-senpai.”

He refers to his fellow 1st-years just by their first names and he calls Sam, “Sam-san.”

He usually just calls Riddle “Housewarden,” but he will sometimes say “Housewarden Riddle” as opposed to Deuce’s “Housewarden Rosehearts” (every member of Heartslabyul on the main cast refers to Riddle in a different way.)

Ace teases Jack for looking so out of place as a “buff and brawny” person from Sunset Savanna at Heartlsabyul.

Jack points out that he is from the Shaftlands, to Ace’s surprise (“I thought everyone from there was all flashy and dapper and stuff.”)

Riddle insists that he sees “nothing amiss” about Jack being in the lounge and scolds Ace for being so narrow-minded about other countries and cultures.

#twstace #Twisted Wonderland #Ace Trappola #twstfacts #acefacts

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Heck yeah youre back!

I hope you had rested plenty and ate some yummy food!

I would very much like a tiny but mighty reader with her tall and skinny boy jack the ripper!

She is constantly picking him up and carrying him around calling him her little bunny because of his hair.

One time during a practice fight his pant leg was torn and GASP! LITTERS OF HICKEYS ARE COVERING HIS MEATY THIGH!(Have you seen them? Perfection~)

Reader is the embodiment of " this is my baby and aint no body better touch him"

-Jack adored you, you were beautiful- stunning evening, had a heart of gold, always willing to help out others, and you smothered him with so much love that he was ready and willing to drown in your love.

-While hesitant at first, seeing your genuine concern and affections for him, Jack fell pretty fast for you, as he had never had someone treat him so gently and in return, he treated you like the goddess you were, showering his own praise down upon you.

-You wouldn’t allow him to talk badly about himself, telling you how he is not worthy of being by your side and that you deserved someone better. He learned the hard way that day that you are way stronger than you look, as you picked him up, holding him over your head and took him inside to your couch and proceeded to praise and smother him with kisses for the next several hours.

-He rarely does it now, knowing that it upsets you, but you know that he only does it now because you give him extra attention, which you think is cute because he is rather shy about asking for affection outright.

-To anyone else, the two of you looked like the perfect couple, despite your strength, he treated you as if you were made of glass, carrying your bags for you, not letting you hold a single thing other than his hand. His was always such a gentleman to you, pecking the back of your hand in greeting and parting, gifting you flowers, and reading you poetry.

-The two of you kept your personal lives more private, because behind closed doors you were both unhinged and partaking upon your most carnal desires on the regular. It was especially fun to rile Jack up while you were out and about with him, getting him flustered, because his ‘punishments’, if you could call them that, were always very enjoyable.

-This little secret was revealed when Jack was selected to fight in Ragnarok this year again, and he was delighted to see that he would be fighting against Hercules, his very good friend, once again, and the two were quick to poke fun at each other, like Hercules telling Jack not to hold back and Jack teasing back that he might even let Hercules win this time.

-The match was very entertaining, as Jack always seemed to have something up his sleeve, and Hercules never failed to surprise everyone himself with his own new combat skills.

-The fight ended in Hercules’ win but all attention was on Jack instead, who had his pants ripped off due to not dodging Hercules’ weapon in time, revealing Jack’s very nice muscular legs, but that’s not what everyone was staring at, everyone was looking at the deep purple hickies covering his thighs.

-Jack’s bashfulness as he used his hat to try to hide them away was actually quite endearing as his face was bright red, especially when Hercules snickered at him, teasing him as they walked backstage while many of the spectators were whistling and cheering for Jack, making him even more embarrassed.

-You met your lover backstage with a spare pair of pants, and Hercules teased you, nudging you with his elbow gently, “You sure did mark him up for me, Y/N! Kinda hard for me to fight someone who’s already so bruised up.”

-You pouted lightly at his teasing before picking up Jack, holding him princess style, “Jack is my baby- and I gotta make sure that nobody will ever be able to take my baby from me!!” Jack hid his face behind his hat as his ears were burning red, “Y/N- please!”

-Hercules roared with laughter as you headed off, carrying Jack to the infirmary, holding him carefully to not aggravate any of his wounds.

-Once you sat him down in the infirmary you pulled his hands and hat away from his face, smiling up at him and you gently cupped his cheeks, kissing him softly, “My handsome baby~”

-He pouted at you, giving you a small glare which made you grin, “You won’t be able to leave the house for a week after I get done marking you up!” you squeaked cutely as he pecked your cheek softly, tickling you with his mustache before wrapping his arms around you, hugging you close for a moment before the nurses walked in to treat him and you stepped back, giving him a small smile.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror jack the ripper #ror heracles

[wonderinglostsoul]

Criminal Minds Fanfiction Chapter 8

Long chapter ahead !

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: You are an FBI agent with a past and you were about to enter the BAU.

Trigger warning: BAU stuff like killing, snipping, torture, hazing, suicide

Master List:

You arrived at the meeting room at Quantico. Hotch changes to his tie and suit. He leaves Jack to his aunt. The rest of the team also changes to their normal office outfit.

Hotch started the briefing by showing the pictures of the victims. They were 4 men on various age range. All of them has bruises on there face. They were found on a vacant lots which are mostly the dumpsite of the body.

"What is the cause of death?" JJ asked.

"Renal failure" Hotch answered.

"They were beaten to death?" Reid asked

"Yes. The beatings caused for there kidney to fail." Hotch detailed.

"There are multiple unsub on this." You suggested.

"How so?" Hotch squared his shoulder and folded his arms. He was trying to contest your suggestion. It was rare to identify this information at the early state of the investigation.

"Because of the bruises on the face." You said standing up. You pointed out on one of the victim with bruises on the left cheeks. You circled it out with your hand and explained. "All of the heavy punches are on the left side of this victim. On mirror image this is my right side, so the assailant should be a right handed. But this" You pointed on another victim. "This is on the right side so the assailant is a left handed."

"But the unsub can use both of there hand to punch the victim." Morgan said.

"Yes, but they are mostly using their dominant hand. Wait," You said looking for a way to explain it. The only way you can think of is to demonstrate and Hotch is the only person near you.

"Excuse me sir. " you said holding both of his shoulder to face you. He let go of his folded hand. When he was facing you, you jab your right hand but you make sure that Hotch was not hit. "The impact of the punch will be heavy on the dominant side

"They can use there left hand but the impact is lesser than the one on the right so bruising was lighter." You said. You switch side again trying to hit the left side of hotch face with your right hand.

"The unsub can use his dominant hand to hit the other side of the victim face." You swing your right hand but you were not able to control it so you brushed Hotches face.

"Oh god!" You exclaimed, retracting your hand as soon as you felt Hotch's skin. You mumble your apologies while trying to soothe his face by touching it. Hotch said it was fine and he was not hurt but you are so concerned until you both realized that everyone was watching. You both glance at your audience. JJ and Penelope was trying to hide their laugh. Reid was curious. Morgan and Rossi has an ear to ear smile. You retracted your hand immediately and said.

"Well, you understand what I meant" and hurriedly back to your sit.

"Alright" Hotch said clearing his throat "we need to check more details on this when we arrived at the location. Wheels up in 30." Hotch wrap up the meeting and left. He tried not to look embarrass.

Penelope and JJ started to tease you. You were asking them to stop but they wont. They only did when suddenly Hotch went back to the room and ask Garcia to give him the case file.

You, JJ, Reid and Morgan went to the plane first. Rossi stay behind, waiting for Hotch. After a few minutes Hotch arrived and they both walked to the elevator. While waiting. Rossi asked Hotch.

"Hotch, what do you think of [Y/N]?" Hotch was puzzled with the question but still answered it.

"She is actually quite good with analyzing forensic evidence. She learns easily but pretty much stubborn" Hotch said, with a little bit of a joke. Rossi gave a quiet laugh while nodding. The elevator dings and opened. Both gentleman went in. During the ride Rossi asked Hotch a follow up question.

"How about personally?" He paused then added. "What do you think of her as a woman?"

Hotch knows what Rossi meant with his question. But he cannot grasp the idea of dating a colleague.

"I dont know. I dont want to think about it." Hotch answered. The elevator dings again and they were at the lower level.

"Is that why you waited for everyone to go first to the plane?" Rossi added, Hotch inhaled deeply. "Are you not ready yet or are you just stopping yourself to feel again and be happy." Rossi asked. Hotch did not answer for a while. Rossi thinks he hit a nerve so before they embarked on the plane he called Hotch again.

"Hotch, I am sorry, I dont want to meddle..." He continued but Hotch suddenly turned around to face him. He was surprised and stopped talking.

"I have so many things to consider, Dave. Not just me. There is Jack, there is my job and I dont want to jeopardize any of those for now." Hotch said, with a little pain in his eyes. Rossi nod, and said I understand. He went closer to Hotch and squeeze his shoulder in sympathy and then go on to embark the plane. Hotch followed behind.

As the plane flew to there next location, Hotch continue with the discussion of the case. Since the victims has different age range, different race, different social status, establishing the victimology is hard at the moment. So Hotch asked Reid and Rossi to go to the colonel and check the bodies for clue. Then he asked you and Morgan to interview the family of the victim. You were surprised by this, since the last time you are still under probation.

"Me?" You asked surprised. Hotch narrowed his eyes and answered "Yes, you"

"Really? I am not under probation anymore?" You cannot believe it.

"Why do you still want to be strapped by my side?" Hotch asked, one eyebrow raised and sounded a little bit irritated. The rest of the team catch it as well.

"No." You said seriously. " Thank you for your trust sir." You added. You see his eye rolled.

"JJ, come with me at the station" Hotch said and then he stands up to go back to his sit. Everyone disperse and went back to there sit as well. You were puzzled why there is a change in his behaviour all of a sudden. Your face cannot hide the frustration.

"Dont worry too much of Hotch, he is like that sometimes" Reid told you in a low voice.

"Sure. " You nod and get your case file.

When you arrived, you joined Morgan to talked to the victims family. They all say that the victims does not know each other and that they do not have enemies that wanted them dead. So no leads on that. However, the latest victim's brother told you that someone was recruiting his brother to join a group. Unfortunately, he does not know the name of the group.

All of you went back to the station to consolidate the information that you've got. Morgan mention the organization.

"This could be an initiation rights." Morgan said. "You know when you want to participate on a fraternity or a sorority they do this kind of stuff like paddling there members."

"Hazing?" JJ said. "There is an anti hazing law here and it is punishable by law."

"Thats right. But some old organization has tradition that they cannot simply let go. So most likely there were founding members at the top of these organization."

Hotch said. All of you nodded in agreement. "We're ready to give the profile"

You all gather the officer of the police station. When everyone is present, Hotch started to give the profile.

"There are multiple unsub on this killings. We think that they are part of an organization that was doing an initiation rights."

"Hazing?" One of the officer asked.

"Yes, hazing. They were punching, paddling, hitting the victims with a specific number of times based on there tradition. Since the hazing law was passed, we are looking for an organization that was establish before the anti hazing law was created. We should also look for those that still has there founding members as there official." Morgan added.

"If you can provide us with the list of groups, fraternities in the area then we can have a look at them. We are hoping for your cooperation. Thank you!" JJ ended the conference. You were studying the attendees and see the animosity when Hotch said that the killings can be part of an initiation rights.

"Hotch!" You called out to him.

"What?" He said, you hear a hint of irritation on his voice but you just let it pass. You move a little closer to him and whisper.

"I noticed something, can we talked in private." You said in a low voice. Hotch called out everyone to have lunch. When everyone was outside, Hotch gathered the group.

"What is it [Y/N]" He asked you.

"I noticed that some of the police officer changes there expression when they hear that this crime must be related to initiation rights." You told them.

"I noticed that too. Especially with the police chief" Reid said. "Could they know something?"

"They might be a member of the said organizations themselves. I mean fraternities would mostly include those in the community." Rossi added. Morgan dialed Garcia's number.

"Baby girl, can you find out if anyone in the local PD has any ties with any fraternities?"

"Oh hi my big chocolate knight. You did not even let me speak. But you are my love so sure! I'll send you a list in a bit. Ciao!" Garcia said without pausing.

"Lets grab something to eat. And be careful everyone. Make sure you do all your task together." Hotch warned. "Especially you, Agent [Y/N]. Dont go running around alone."

"Yes Sir!" You answered him.

While eating, Garcia sent you all the list of officers that was a member of fraternities. There were alot but most of the organizations are from another town. The chief of police was a member in one of the fraternities.

"I think we need to talk with the chief about this" Morgan suggested. You all went back to the police station. Morgan asked where the chief is and one of the officer said that he have left with 3 other officer. Rossi asked if they are aware that the chief was a member of a fraternity. The police officer hesitated and looked around. He said yes and the other 3 police officer was a member as well.

Hotch talked to Garcia to look for the headquarters of the fraternity and he said there is a Frat house near the house of the chief. Hotch knows that the rest of the police officer there might not cooperate because this involves there comrades so he called a swat team to assist. Also, he asked Morgan to still brief the police and asked for back up. They can see the hesitation on some of them but they still follow.

Morgan, Reid and JJ went to the Chief's house. While you, Hotch and Rossi went to the frat house. The three of you went to the door. You bang the door and shouted "FBI! Open up" No one answered. The three of you unholstered your gun, Hotch positioned himself in front of the door and break it down. When you enter the house, no one was inside. Hotch asked you and Rossi to check upstairs while he checks the ground floor.

You and Rossi swept the rooms. There were bunk beds in most of the room except for one. It looks like the chiefs room. There are alot of documents related to the members. Rossi checks it and saw some of the victims. He ask you to tell Hotch what you discovered so you hurried down. You saw Hotch in the Kitchen looking at the floor.

"Hotch!" You called but he hushed you. Slowly you, you went on his side and look at the floor as well. There is a trap door. Both of you look at each other. Hotch was about to open it when you hear gunshot. Hotch opened it up and went down holding his gun. You followed him. As you descend you saw the police chief. He was holding his gun. Infront of him is the lifeless body of his 3 men. He turn around to look at both of you.

"Chief, put the gun down" Hotch told him.

"I know how this ends" he said. "You'll arrest me, put me in jail and if the prisoners knows that I am a cop they will make my life a living hell."

"Then why did you do it why did you kill all this people" you asked.

"It was an accident! They were not strong enough to be part of this organization" he answered angrily

"You know that hazing was prohibited now why did you still do it" You continue to ask.

"Because its tradition! We have been doing this since we started this brotherhood. No one died but this three idiots took it too far!" He shouted. Pointing his gun to the three lifeless body behind him. "They were my responsibility. I was supposed to look after them but I failed" he continue saying with sadness in his eyes.

"Put the gun down." Hotch said all of a sudden

"I failed my brothers. "  he started crying now. "I failed this brotherhood." Then all of a sudden he raised the gun. Put it in his temple and fire. Rossi run down the basement with the rest of the team who just arrived. Hotch put down his gun and went back upstair. You all followed him. When you arrive at the ground floor, the forensic team is already inside.

At the plane home you were thinking about confronting Hotch. Why he is such a jerk to you lately. The sudden change of mood from Jack's birthday party to the plane ride going to the crime scene and then every time that you were talking to him alone his mood was different.

You saw Rossi standing up going to the pantry. You know that he will get a scotch for him and Hotch so you followed him.

"Rossi?" You called him in a low voice.

"Hmmm?" He responded while he pour the scotch.

"Do you mind if I bring the scotch to Hotch?" You asked him. He looked at you and smiled.

"Of course not." He handed you the two glasses. "One is yours." You know he's teasing you. You walked down the airplane aisle. Hotch's back was turned on you. You took a sip of the scotch and continue. He was working on the case file when you handed him the drink,

"Thanks Da -" He was about to say but when he glanced up he saw you. "Oh!" He exclaimed while accepting the glass. He knows that you wanted to talk so he put the case file aside. You sit in front of him. You drink the rest of the scotch then set it aside.   You put on your fierce face and look at him directly in the eye. Hotch did not budge as well. His face was serious too. You lean forward resting your elbow on the table, intertwining your fingers together. You rest your chin on your intertwine fingers and ask Hotch.

"Is there a problem between the two of us, Hotch?" You asked seriously. "It seems that you are upset of me and I dont know why." You added.

You are waiting for an answer so you looked at him directly in the eye. But he just stares at you back. All of a sudden, you saw his face suddenly changes. His eyes softened. You can see that there was longing in it as it stares at you. You were taken aback. You retrieve your hands. Your serious, fierce faces is now puzzled.

"I'm sorry. Its just, there are so many things happening lately." He said. "At one point, it was Jack's birthday and then all of a sudden I am on a plane for a 3 hour ride to another state. I cannot even finish one day without leaving him." He added.

"But you still cant stop?" You asked. He nod, smiling at the foolishness of the thought.

"I am so attached to this job that I let go of my wife and have her killed and now I abandoned my son on his birthday." He said.

"Its not your fault, what happened to your wife. It was the unsub's fault not yours. He is a coward who does not know how to stop you so he uses the people that you love. He is a coward." You told him, trying to comfort him. "And Jack? He understand. He is a smart boy, Aaron. He knows that you fight the bad guys for him. He understand."

Aaron smiled.

"Thank you! And thank you for the scotch" He said raising his glass. He took a sip. "And I'm sorry if I let out my emotion to you." He added sheepishly.

"Just talk to me first, may be bent out so your not being a jerk to me or anyone else ok?" You teases him. He chuckled and nod.

"I surely do." He said with a hint of smile in his tired eyes.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #aaron hotch fic #aaron hotch fluff #aaron hotch hotchner #aaron hotch imagine #aaron hotch x you #aaron hotchner #david rossi #derek morgan #jj jareau #jennifer jareau #penelope garcia #hotch x you #aaron hotch fanfiction #aaron hotch x reader #hotch x reader #hotch

[missellaneousworks]

Heartbreak - A Sunny Day Jack Drabble

Pairings: Sunny Day Jack x Ella (OC)

Context: Interaction is mostly platonic, but with some pining on Jack's part. This takes place a little while after Ella finds the VHS tape and Jack, but before Ella falls for Jack.

Something is Wrong With Sunny Day Jack is a +18 ONLY series. MINORS DNI.

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"I love you. Most ardently. Please do me the honor of accepting my hand."

Jack blinked in surprise at Mr. Darcy's words as he uttered them to Elizabeth Benett on the screen. "Huh," he made a noise as if processing his confession with as much confusion as Elizabeth. "The confession scene is happening much earlier than I thought it would..."

"Shhhh," Ella put her finger towards her lips but tilted her head towards him with a knowing look. "Just wait."

Jack brought his attention back to the screen and watched the rest of the scene unfold, as Darcy seemed utterly confounded by Elizabeth's rejection and rebuttal of his treatment towards her and her family. Sure enough, the conversation began to deteriorate between the two when Elizabeth threw one final insult toward the proud Mr. Darcy.

"And those are the words of a gentleman. From the first moment I met you, your arrogance and conceit, your selfish disdain for the feelings of others made me realize that you were the last man in the world I could ever be prevailed upon to marry."

Jack couldn't help but wince a little bit. Elizabeth certainly had a right to feel angry, it sounded like Darcy had a hand in breaking up the relationship between her sister and his best friend, among other transgressions. Anyone would be mad about that. Yet, seeing how Darcy looked at Elizabeth, so close together, a part of him couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

Jack was about to try his luck again by asking Ella another question, now that the scene was coming to an end, but... she seemed lost in thought. She was chewing on the inside of her cheek and her gaze seemed so distantly sad. He was about to open his mouth to ask what was wrong when she beat her to it, "Hey, Jack?"

"Yes, Sunshine?" Jack answered back cheerfully, almost a little too quickly.

"I've... got a personal question to ask you," she spoke so carefully, as if hesitant on the next words out of her mouth.

"Sure, go ahead! You'll find me and open book, Sunspot," he puffed out his chest, as if proud of that statement.

Ella laughed nervously in return. "Okay, but I totally understand if you don't want to answer." She fidgeted with her hands, averting her case from Jack as she spoke. "Before you--before we met, have you ever gotten your heart broken?"

Out of all questions, Jack had to admit he wasn't expecting that. He regarded Ella for a long moment, her shy gaze finally peeking up from behind her fallen hair. He gave her a gentle smile in return. While Jack didn't quite know where her question came from, he hoped a small bit of the honesty he could offer would help in some way.

"You know what?" He finally replied, causing Ella to lift her head with anticipation. "Truth be told, yeah, I have."

"R-really?" Ella sifted her body on the couch, tucking her knees beneath her to inch closer. Her genuinely surprised reaction was actually quite adorable.

Jack chuckled and nodded. "Oh yeah! But we all have at some point. So, you're not alone when it comes to experiencing it."

Ella shifted back again, trying to mask her nervousness, and utterly failing at it. "Ah ha ha ha! Wha-- wh-who said I've ever gotten my heart broken? Naaaaah, not me!"

Jack's smile worked into a crooked half-grin, seeing through Ella's attempt to lie. "Ella, I hope you know there's no shame in heartbreaks. It's just a part of life, and it's very common." Ella was back on the couch fully, still avoiding looking at Jack. Not wanting her to feel embarrassed, he shifted his torso to face her to seem more open. "But, I know you're a very strong person who has been through a lot in your life. And the good news is that heartbreaks don't last forever! It might not seem like it at first, but it will get better in the end."

Ella sighed, but her lips quirked up in a dry half-smile. Like she was just trying for his sake, though she wasn't fully convinced. "But how do you get past your heartbreak? Only thing people keep telling me is 'time will heal all wounds.' I'm... tired of waiting. Really tired."

Jack understood that sentiment more than Ella could ever know. He could feel the sadness slowly emitting from her heart. The blue-haired man occasionally sensed glimpses of this sadness and other times, painful loneliness. More concerning was the creeping despair that would snake up to Ella's heart when she was alone for too long. Whenever that happened, he did his best to prevent Ella from falling into that hole of anguish, but now he had a name for the emotion she was feeling: heartbreak.

The realization was also met with another question Jack had in the back of his mind: Who did this to you?

But as much as he wanted to get that answer from her quivering lips, as much as he would very much like to find whoever could hurt such a kind, creative, and passionate woman who wouldn't hurt a fly... it wasn't what Ella needed right now. Now more than anything, Ella needed a friend to share her troubles with. And who was Sunny Day Jack but the bestest friend anyone could ask for?

Jack took a breath to coordinate his words, "Well, heartbreak is also a time of self-reflection. You can reflect on why had your heartbreak and you have to work on it, little by little." It was Jack's turn to turn his gaze downwards. He did not enjoy thinking about the past--that wasn't him anymore--but if the tiniest fraction of empathizing with Ella's pain could help her heal and get him just a little closer to her, it would be worth it. "When I had my heart broken, it was hard to overcome. But I also realized I hadn't been the best person that I could have been. I think it's important to learn from your past so you can make yourself happy, and avoid any future heartbreak."

Ella patiently listened to Jack's explanation. The expression of concern on her face didn't escape him when he talked about himself, but then her expression shifted to more thoughtful. "Mistakes, huh?" She mused out loud. "I guess... thinking about it now, one of my mistakes was not being more open about stuff that bothered me. I kind of kept my bad feelings from-- um, my previous partner, and I guess that built resentment between us."

Jack caught onto Ella stopping herself from saying the name of whoever hurt her so badly. But he kept himself in check, his reassuring smile remained ever-present. "I'm happy that it's given you something to learn from for your future relationships. Just remember not to keep things to yourself for too long, otherwise, you'll be frustrated that your problems aren't resolved. Communication is key, after all! And I'm sure your partner will be so happy you're sharing your worries with them and will make it easier to understand you."

Ella nodded, allowing Jack's advice to sink in, but her expression still seemed worrisome still. "But what if... what if I do tell them how I'm feeling, and they don't... listen? Maybe they have something more important going on?"

Jack frowned at that. "Well, if you're opening up to your partner and they don't want to listen, then they're not the right one for you." Jack was resolute in his response as if it was the most basic answer in the universe. "Your feelings are valid and a good partner will want to listen to you and help you. If they can't respect your thoughts and feelings, then the relationship isn't healthy."

Ella's round brown eyes looked into Jack's dark ones for a long moment. Something seemed to have clicked in that intriguing mind of hers. She made a small noise of confirmation before she readjusted herself and faced the TV again. "I guess... that' sone way to look at it. Honestly, there were times I thought I was making a big deal out of nothing."

"Oh, Sunshine," Jack's voice was soft and gentle as he carefully brought his large hand up and patted Ella on the head. "I might not know exactly what happened, but I highly doubt you were making a big deal out of nothing. If it was enough to worry you, then it's enough to be able to talk about it if you needed to."

Ella froze for a moment at the sudden contact of Jack's hand. But it wasn't unwelcome. Far from it. It was... comforting. Nice even. Very nice. Gradually, Ella's shoulders relaxed, she even found herself slightly leaning into Jack's hand. "I think I have some stuff to rethink about later, but... Thanks, Jack. That... that helped a bit."

Secretly, Jack was pleased Ella was getting more comfortable around him, but he was even more glad that he seemed to help ease her sadness if only a little bit. "Of course, Ella! I'm happy I was able to help! And for what it's worth," he removed his head from her head and placed it on her shoulder to get her full attention. "I think you deserve a partner who will listen to you and make you happy. You're a very unique and kind woman who deserves nothing less. Maybe even more." It was the truth, too. In time, he wanted to be that someone for Ella. But... he needed to wait a bit longer.

The compliment made Ella's cheeks turn pink, a small but touched smile pulled at her lips. Her eyes flashed to the TV and squinted at the screen. "Oh crap!" Her exclamation caused Jack to pull his hand away. "We missed a good chunk of the movie! Hang on, I'm gonna rewind it a bit..." She reached for the controller and went back a couple of scenes.

"Ah ha ha! I'm surprised you broke your own rule of no talking during movies," the clown chuckled, wagging his finger.

Ella rolled her eyes at that. "It's only when it's a movie being watched for the first time by one or more parties. Speaking of which," she leered at Jack teasingly, "Shall we resume?"

Jack nodded as Ella hit the play button and the movie started where they last remembered. There was another long moment the two didn't speak, but once again, Ella broke the silence. "Jack?"

"Yes, Sunshine?"

"Um, what you said earlier about yourself, about 'not being the best person you could be.' For what it's worth... I think you're pretty great." With that sentence, Ella leaned into Jack's side.

Warmth radiated through Jack's being as Ella was the closest she had been since the two had met. With slow, calculated movements he stretched his arm drape along the back of the couch so that Ella could comfortably rest her head against it, an action she cautiously, yet contently leaned into.

In that little moment of happiness, he could sense something else small and light bubble up from Ella's heart. A warm, soft feeling. It was just starting to bud. It was... so small yet so precious to Jack at that moment.

His eyes looked at her with soft tenderness. "That... means a lot coming from you. Thank you, Sunshine."

As they enjoyed each other's company, he hoped this movie had a happy ending after all. Because he was going to make sure there would be one for the two of them.

#Sunny Day Jack #Something is Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #SDJ #Sunny Day Jack OC #SDJ OC #Sunny Day Jack Fanfic #MissElla's Works

[ghostbustermelanieking]

Chapters: 2/8

Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet, Archie (Our Flag Means Death)/Oluwande Boodhari/Ching Shih | Zheng Yi Sao/Jim Jimenez, Anne Bonny/Mary Read, Black Pete/Lucius Spriggs

Characters: Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Stede Bonnet, Ching Shih | Zheng Yi Sao, Jim Jimenez, Oluwande Boodhari, Lucius Spriggs, Black Pete (Our Flag Means Death), Archie (Our Flag Means Death), Frenchie (Our Flag Means Death), Roach (Our Flag Means Death), Spanish Jackie (Our Flag Means Death), The Swede (Our Flag Means Death), Wee John Feeney, Fang (Our Flag Means Death), Anne Bonny, Mary Read, "Calico" Jack Rackham, Prince Ricky Banes, Benjamin Hornigold, Buttons (Our Flag Means Death), Zheng Yi Sao's Auntie (Our Flag Means Death)

Additional Tags: Jeff's Inn by the Sea (Our Flag Means Death), Crew of the Revenge as Family (Our Flag Means Death), Post 2x08, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, season 3 will render this non canon but i'm having fun!!, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fake Character Death, Rescue Missions, this is going to be dramatic but also lighthearted!

Summary:

The inn does look like a pirate tourist trap; it's unmistakable. Their guests show up asking about Blackbeard or The Gentleman Pirate, paint the names they've been trying to leave behind on the signs. Their old crew shows up to do some pirate networking. It's all the things Ed wanted to leave behind, right there in their living room.

But despite it all, despite all the little annoyances, and their failed attempt to leave piracy behind completely… Ed seems happy. He really does seem happy.

“It's wonderful,” says Stede. He doesn't take his eyes off Ed's face, off the way the firelight shines in his eyes. “Everything we wanted.”

***

As time grows since the destruction of the Republic of Pirates, Zheng Yi Sao starts to rebuild her fleet in the hopes of revenge; Jim Jimenez confronts their lingering questions about the nature of revenge; retirement remains a popular topic of conversation; and Ed and Stede struggle to leave their past as pirates behind. But with Ricky Banes and the British determined to bring piracy to an end, the former and current crew of the Revenge find themselves in new danger... danger that may threaten their very existence itself.

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd fic #gentlebeard #blackbonnet #garlic soup #i wrote this

[imaginepirates]

Masterlist

Ok guys, I finally decided to put up a new, fully updated, better organized masterlist. This one has all I can fit, and is set up so the newest works are at the top of each respective list. I have begun to realize exactly how much work I've put into this blog, and just how many fics I've written. I'm kind of impressed with myself, but mostly I'm sentimental. I remember starting this blog three years ago (almost to the day) in a hotel my freshman year of high school. Now I'm headed off to college, and I get to see just how far I've come. 

Key:

If I've missed anything, please tell me! Also alert me if links aren't working.

♡ smut

¤ headcanons

☆ fic

Jack Sparrow:

To Heal a Heart ☆ gn Thalassophobia ☆ gn Tame the Mermaid ☆♡ fem Loneliness ☆♡ fem Old Lovers ☆ gn Modern! Jack  ☆ gn Vulnerability : Jack  ¤ gn Okay ☆ fem Belonging ☆ fem Tease ☆♡ fem Confusing Relations ☆♡ fem Drunken Confessions ☆ fem Jack x Mermaid! Reader ☆ fem Jack fluff ☆ gn

James Norrington:

Capture pt. 2  ☆ transmasc Enby x James  ☆ emnby A Little Music  ☆ fem Pirate ☆ gn Being James' Daughter  ¤ fem Norri going out with his men  ¤ Impulse  ☆♡(implied) fem Autumnal Norri HCs  ¤ The Smuggler  ☆ enby New York  ☆ fem-ish, can be read as gn Capture  ☆ transmasc NSFW Alphabet James  ¤♡ fem Tension : James  ¤♡ fem Twenty-First Century  ☆ fem Wanted ☆ enby The Captain’s Lieutenant pt. 2  ☆ masc The Captain's Lieutenant  ☆ masc Vulnerability : James  ¤ implied fem, can be read as gn James trying and failing to hide feelings  ¤ fem Norri Awkwardly Confessing ¤ fem Norri's hugs ¤ gn Dedication and Gentleness – Norri  ¤ gn Basketball Coach  ¤ Prisoner pt.2  ☆ fem Prisoner  ☆ fem The Problem With Youth ☆ fem Wedding Night ☆♡ fem Dad! Norri 2  ¤ Hurricane p2 ☆ gn Second Choice ☆ fem Hurricane p1 ☆ gn Ballrooms and Battlefields ☆ fem Norri x Pregnant! Reader ☆ fem Norri x Navy! Reader ☆ fem Dad! Norrington 1  ¤ Tortuga norri ¤ fem James x reader ¤ fem James unable to recognize his feelings ¤ gn

Elizabeth Swann:

Elizabeth's cuddles  ¤ gn NSFW Alphabet Elizabeth ¤♡ gn Quiet Moments  ☆ enby Leaving  ☆ gn Lessons not Taught in School  ☆♡ fem Confusing Relations ☆♡ fem Aquaphobia ☆ fem Lesbian Lizzie ¤ fem Wedding Drabble ☆ gn Relationship with Lizzie ¤ gn

Will Turner:

Modern! Will  ☆ gn Not-So-White Christmas  ☆ fem Confusing Relations ☆♡ fem Flirt ☆ fem Bad Days ☆ fem Beyond Childhood ☆ fem

Cutler Beckett:

A First Meeting  ☆ fem After Life  ☆ fem Modern! Beckett  ☆ fem Relationships : Beckett  ¤ gn NSFW Alphabet Beckett  ¤♡ gn Tension : Beckett  ¤♡ gn Vulnerability : Beckett ¤ gn Loving and Loved  ☆ fem Found and Kept  ☆ fem Scarred and Scared  ☆ fem Colors ☆ fem Kneel and Obey ☆♡(implied) fem

Salazar

Salazar x Pirate Hunter  ¤ gn Modern! Salazar  ☆ gn Vulnerability: Salazar  ¤ gn The Devil's Triangle ☆ fem Bird ☆ fem

Barbossa:

Dad! Barbossa  ¤ fem

Davy Jones:

(None, but coming soon)

The Estuary ☆:

These are in reverse order, with the bottom one being the first part

Full Circle  Elizabeth  Nothing to Give   Singapore   The Governor  The Dutchman  Stuck Between 

Miniseries ☆:

These are in reverse order, with the bottom one being the first part. Fem Reader.

A Duel  A Dance to Remember  Bar Fight  Something Informative  A Gentleman?  First Encounters 

#masterlist #potc #pirates of the caribbean #pirates of the caribbean fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction blog

[lovelyfanatical]

Hello friends! I'll be trying something new today. This may not be a writing blog, and I haven't written fanfic in years, but the Drukkari brainrot is too real and I had an au idea that wouldn't leave my brain, so I decided to write it down. I make no guarantees that I'll ever finish writing it, but I felt like sharing. Let me know what you think and if you'd like me to keep writing! 😁

I don't have a title for it yet, so welcome to my Drukkari-centric Great British Bake Off au fic (featuring the Eternals, and possibly some other random Marvel characters)!

Druig failed to stifle a particularly long yawn. He was used to getting up early to open the shop, but he usually slept until noon on days when he didn't have to get up. He knew it'd be worth it, though, especially after all the work put into the application process.

After the longest online application he'd ever seen, an interview, multiple screen tests, an awkward psych evaluation, and extensive recipe planning and practice bakes, he was finally here. More specifically, at a hotel, waiting to be picked up along with the other contestants. A couple of them had arrived early like him and introduced themselves - a burly fellow with a kind face whose name started with a G (at least, he thought it was a G) and a small brunette woman who he wanted to call Jack, but he knew that wasn't it - but they were already chattering away while he stayed off to the side. It wasn't long before more began to trickle in: a brunette man with a silver steak in his hair, a stoic blonde woman, a redheaded kid who definitely looked too young to be there, another brunette man, a boisterous fellow who looked more like he was on his way to a fashion show than about to enter a baking competition, an older gentleman who offered the others tea before they left, a pretty young woman whose presence caught the attention of both brunettes, and a tired-looking bespectacled man who accepted the older gentleman's tea offer.

They stood around for a bit, making polite introductions and sipping their beverages. They were just getting around to Druig when it was announced that it was time to board the shuttle. He was the last one in since he'd hung back earlier - that is, until he sat down to find someone scooting in after him. Turning to look at the newcomer, Druig found himself face to face with the most beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on.

The final contestant was a demure woman with her hair pulled up into a few braids. After she slid in and the door shut behind her, her brown eyes turned toward him, and Druig realized he'd been staring. Before he even had time to be embarrassed, the woman broke into a smile and gave him a little wave. He waved back, feeling his nerves start to dissipate. When she said nothing, he decided to take the first step.

"I'm Druig," he said. Without missing a beat, the woman raised her hands and signed, I'm deaf. He responded with a nod of understanding before signing back, I know a few signs. At this, her eyebrows quickly shot up with surprise, and somehow, her grin grew even wider. She raised her hands again to say, I'm Makkari. After spelling it out and practicing her name sign with him a few times, Druig reintroduced himself. She offered him a hand, which he took. It was calloused but warm, and despite the awkward angle from sitting shoulder-to-shoulder, Druig couldn't help but notice that her hand seemed to fit perfectly in his.

Are you nervous? Makkari signed, moving a bit slower than before to make sure he could follow. A little, he replied, Are you?  She smiled cheekily as she mimicked back, A little. But mostly, I'm excited. Her expression softened again as she signed, And I'm glad to have a friend already. Druig could've sworn he felt his heart melting. Me too, he signed back.

Just as quickly as their conversation began, it came to a close as they arrived at their destination. Druig followed Makkari out of the shuttle and the rest of the group came soon after. A woman with dark hair and glasses was waiting for them, though another man immediately pulled Makkari aside and started signing to her. Druig didn't catch everything he said, as he signed rather fast, but he caught an introduction and realized he must be an interpreter. His suspicion was confirmed when he began to interpret for the bespectacled woman.

"Good morning everyone! My name is Darcy and I'm the assistant director of the Great British Bake Off. Here's how this is gonna work."

As Darcy went over the extensive list of rules, Druig found his eyes wandering around the group again. They all listened intently to her words with varying emotions. Makkari's eyes were firmly set on the interpreter, but he could see her foot twitching a bit, as if she were suppressing the urge to tap it as she listened. Druig stifled a smile and tried to listen, but he kept getting drawn back to that twitch.

Before he knew it, the woman had wrapped up her speech and he hadn't retained any information from it. She was moving on to questions, and the man with the streak in his hair - Ikaris, he heard him say - had several. As Druig shifted in his spot, he found himself bumping into Makkari, unaware of how close he'd been standing to her. He raised his hands to apologize, but as he did, he saw that she was smiling - actually, she was laughing but trying not to. At the sight of that, Druig couldn't help himself. He gently bumped her again, causing her to stifle a giggle. She glanced back at him and the interpreter quickly waved a hand to get her attention again. She turned her head back, but not before quickly bumping him back, causing him to smile to himself. This was going to be an interesting day.

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That's all I got for now! Likes and feedback would be much appreciated! 🙂

*EDIT: Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

#lovelyfanatical shares #drukkari gbbo au #drukkari #eternals #fanfic

[pentopaper23]

Our own form of courting: Chapter Five - An unmarried woman should never date a gentleman at the night.

It was a warm night and the hair on the back of Belle neck was growing ever sweatier as the pair made another turn around the garden. Jack had been invited for dinner by her father and they had sat through hours of mundane talk before asking to be excused to take a turn around the garden. "Simply a turn or two around the garden, we shall not go far." Belle said when her mother started to offer concerns over propriety. Jack was already on his feet and awkwardly holding out his arm for her to take. "The bench and back," her mother agreed with an annoyed looked.

The bench in question was a small stone thing sitting just out of eyesight of the main house. It was tucked in under a jacaranda tree in the far corner of the lawn. The ideal place for two lovers to share a kiss or two without being discovered right away. "Might we sit?” Belle asked fanning herself as they come upon it. Jack looked anxiously back towards the house, "Should we not stay in eye line of the house my Lady?".

“Sit with me Jack its far too hot to keep wandering around," Belle said starting to undo the top buttons of her dress as she sat down. She bit her lip when she noticed Jack's eyes were following her fingers, "I don’t think that look is all that appropriate Doctor Dawkins" she whispered, but in truth she was doing the same as he undid his new necktie. The clothes she had ordered arrived a day or to ago and they were perfect. When he arrived this evening, she blushed at the cut of the pants and the way the jacket and vest fit his trim waist like a glove. Belle took his necktie from him and folded it neat in her lap. With a last quick glace towards the house Jack took a sit beside her close enough that that their legs brushed against each other.

"Tell me about your childhood," Belle said taking his hands to play with his fingers, "you mentioned a while ago that you were quick, what did you mean by that?" Jack sighed and tightly linked their hands together. "My childhood was...hard." he said not looking at her trying to form the right words. Belle let them sit in silence until her found them and waited with keen interested in whatever he might say.

"Fagin tells it different each time I ask. One version is that he found me in a street in the East End and I was five and the other is that he found me wrapped in a blanket as a newborn behind a pub. I don’t know which is true, but he did find me and give me a kind of home." Belle tightened her hands in his, "Your parents?" she asked. Jack shrugged sadly and coughed to clear his throat, "No idea, I never...um" he cleared his throat again to try and stop the tears from forming in the corner of his eyes, he failed, and one escaped down his cheek. Belle wiped it away with quick fingers and they didn’t mention it.

"Fagin calls your Dodger. Is that your name? Should I be calling you that?" she asked trying to break the tenson that as sudden formed between them.

"No, my name is Jack." Jack said quickly, "I'm called Dodger because I was quick and could dodge my way out of all most anything." Belle didn’t say anything and waited for Jack to elaborate, he sighed. "I was a pickpocket, Belle; I stole for a living, and I was very good at it." Jack said finally looking at her. Belle smiled a soft smile, “I guessed as much,” She confessed with a small laugh and Jack returned it.

"Have you ever been to the East End?" Jack asked and before Belle could reply his answered his own question, "Of course you haven’t why would you have been." He stood abruptly and started to pace. “Life in the East is horrid, filled with hunger and sickness. I watched adults and children alike die in the streets from hunger, just in the gutter and their bodies were swept away with the morning clean. Its been twenty years since I have been there, but I doubt it has changed much! People will still be starving and woman little more then girls will be selling themselves on the streets for scraps and the boys will be risking their hands and necks to steal from the pockets of the passing elite. Not knowing if you were able to eat that day or have somewhere to sleep. Fagin was good for one thing he always made sure that we have food and blanket, but I wasn’t just a pickpocket Belle, that was my life. It was who I was. But I swear to you, our children’s lives will be different, I’ll make sure if it” Jack said firmly taking his seat next to her again.

Belle smiled and moved closer to him wrapping her arm around his, “Children?” she asked happily, “You have thought of our children?” Jack leaned down to place a kiss against her hair, “Of course I have. If you wanted them so, would I,” he said his lips brushing over the softness of her hair. “I only want them with you” she said softly leaning in to place a gentle kiss against his neck. They sat for a few more minutes in each other’s embrace until they heard the door to the veranda open and her sister call out to them to come back inside.

#fanfiction #pentopaper23 #fanfic #fan fiction #ao3 fanfic #dodgerfox #jack x belle #jack dawkins #lady belle fox #the artful dodger #the artful dodger fanfiction #the artful dodger fanfic #artful dodger #artful dodger fanfiction #dodgerfox fanfiction #dodgerfox fanfic #belle fox #belle x jack #cross posted on ao3

[kamelpferd]

THE MAGNIFICENT 7

I am bored and so fucking tired. I don't want to go to school because I am failing. Anyways, here is this.

kill me please

Introducing: the boys

by: me

just do me a favor and imagine this as a funny Tik Tok or so idk.

1. Jack Horne

lives in the mountains

would and will stab you multiple times if you are mean to him

unlock his tragic backstory

prays to the Lord every day

feminist

hungry af

violent but only if the Lord approves

funny voice

had a wife and kids once

prays only little prayers for people that don't deserve big prayers

cute laugh

a bear in peoples clothes

did kill many indigenous people for money but is a changed man

big softy

probably gives the best hugs

my sisters favorite

dies a tragic death

2. Red Harvest

hates white people food

speaks white man english, but decides not to

will kill you if you are a bad person

befriends you only if you eat the heart of a deer

has a different path than most people from his tribe

better than Merida

nice horse

very much very adorable if he likes you

doesn't ask questions - will help you with whatever

would show you his culture

also one of my sisters favorites

both of my parents' favorite

survives yay

3. Vasquez

smart enough not to drop his first name

would not tell you what it means in spanish if you asked him a word

mexican tm

is not a texican

calls you guero if he likes you

scared of taking responsibility

has 3 Marias (bitches)

eating habits worse than a pig (means both his hands are dirty when he eats with a spoon)

smokes and drinks because he can and he will

funny as fuck

probably in love with Faraday

would let him eat me out ngl

has no family or friends

his head is worth 500$ for killing some important guy

gun skills 100

doesn't care if you don't understand him, he will still talk in spanish

would be a great father ngl

I love him very much

stands a bit weird every now and then

still hot tho

survives yay

4. Goodnight Robicheaux

'What we lost in the fire-'

has PTSD

it keeps going on, and on, and on-

best sharpshooter alive istg

can shoot you even if he doesn't see you

definition of the word gentleman

respects everthing and everyone

heavy drinker

adorable and kind

southern charm has me weak

has the biggest puppy eyes

literally perfect human being

love him more than my own life

would marry him without hesitation

is baby - will always be baby

gets angry if you keep being a bitch

would not lay hand on you tho

stronger than he thinks

dubbed 'the angel of death'

23 confirmed kills at antietam

he is a legend

but that is not all he is

everyone fears him even tho he is such a nice person

Faraday kinda not likes him idk

he is not a coward

oh so french he could be a baguette (wtf)

speaks french fluently

would call you 'ma chére'

would kiss your hand as a greeting

has trouble killing people since he came back from war

bffs with Billy

but I think they had sex at some point

thinks an owl followed him and told him he would die a ghastly death

heard a voice

an old friend of Sam Chisolm

would support every decision you make

would randomly call you pretty

husband material

would play along as fuck if you'd try to mess with somebody

can be hillarious

the voice of an angel

can sing very well and play the piano

Aura Lee <3

god he is so hot

he knows all the shit

read like every book existant istg

Did I already say that I literally love him?

his death breaks my heart every time

5. Sam Chisolm

'-we'll find in the ashes.'

duly sworn warrant officer of the Circuit Court in Wichita Kansas

also licenced peace officer in the Indian Territory Kansas Nebraska and seven other states

shoots you without you noticing it

Dad of the group

old friend of Goodnight

would eat a deers heart if offered for a befriending ritual

nice laugh

justice is worth more than life

everything matches with black, even his horse

wants revenge for his family

had a sister

'Hell I don't know. Avenge me?'

very understanding

would tell you he is proud of you as if he was your father

would kill hundreds of people just to help you out

righteous and honorable

plans everything

leader person

would help you get out of a shitty situation

can't do speeches

doesn't drink or smoke

will accept you no matter what you do (except if you kill his family then not)

bounty hunter (if money on your head high enough, he will want to kill you)

good man

a little awkward sometimes but he is cool

dope scar on his neck

nice fuzzy moustache

probably slept with Goodnight

survives yay

6. Joshua Faraday

him and I are very similar

'you're just a little bit too much like me'

his dick does all his thinking

still probably packin' tho

gives you shooting lessons you never asked for or wanted

he shows off a lot

so proud of himself

'Guero'

something about Goodnight bothers him

doesn't know what a syllable is

there is no forgiveness for men like him

so has a crush on Vasquez istg

horse name Jack

will make fun of you no matter what

drunk 24/7

traded his horse for Whiskey and would probably trade you too

homophobic gay vibes

always been lucky with one-eyed jacks

has a wife called Ethel (his gun)

and a sidechick called Maria (his other gun) which is not Vasquez' Maria

plays poker like a pro and shows you card tricks to get your attention before he just shoots you

funny as fuck

will flirt with you, your sister and your mother. Probably even your granny

never had a relationship before istg

probably cries after sex

bottom who thinks is a top

doesn't know how to english

probably never picked up a single book in his entire life

mommy and daddy issues

actually adorable

probably an Aries

doesn't fear death the slightest

Irish American

didn't fall from a horses ass

can't stop talking

thinks he is so cool

ladiesman

hot as fuck even tho it's Chris Pratt

would fuck him

'worlds greateat lover'

gets shot multiple times but still alive and slaying the runway - dies later on

last thing he wanted to do in his life was to have a good smoke

always wanted to blow something up (ends up blowing himself up)

dies a tragic hero death

7. Billy Rocks

mysterious chinese guy

can and will kill you with a hairpin

Goodnights sidekick

knows how to handle knives

probably has a knifekink

so in love with Goodnight it's getting embarrassing

majestic hair ong

doesn't talk a lot

usually doesn't drink (only when Goodnight left)

natural beauty

very adorable and kind

would always comfort you

good boi

very small, very much baby, but always there for Goodnight

small but stabby

the skills he had omg

kills racists (don't rip Arcade)

probably fucking with you atm and you don't even know it

once fought a whole salloon bare knuckled and won

not a man to arrest

a man to befriend

would take a fag and kiss you to blow the smoke into your mouth - very erotic

would call you 'beautiful' as a nickname

very attractive

handsome boi

amazing laugh

earns money for killing people in shooting games

bffs with Goodnight

they fucked at one point tho

my 10 yr. old cousins favorite

eats with his hands only, and still cleaner than Vasquez, who eats with a spoon

his last words were Goodnights name

dies next to Goodnight

Thank you for your attention

if you have any more suggestions of things to add to this list, let me know.

Also sorry for spelling mistakes. Typing this shit with my eyes half open, but I refuse to sleep because as soon as I wake up I only have one day left before school starts again and I want to escape reality by pretending it just doesn't exist.

happens

#the magnificent 7 #the magnificent seven #joshua faraday #goodnight robicheaux #sam chisolm #jack horne #red harvest #vasquez #billy rocks #headcanon #i am so fucking funny #Spotify

[pedropascalito]

This was an ask on my old tumblr and I don’t know who wrote it; if it was you, will you please let me know?

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First Date:

Javi: 

Surprisingly Javier doesn’t take you to the bar around the corner like you expected him to. No, he takes you to this little restaurants, a hidden gem in Bogotá that he swears serves the best Sudado de Pollo you will have ever put in your mouth. He’s right. It’s a small place and by the way he’s greeted, he’s a regular. He makes a genuine effort to reign himself in and be a gentleman. But you know you are going to end up in bed with him. It’s just going to happen.

Marcus:

Marcus does it up right. He brings you flowers, offers to meet you at the restaurant if that makes you feel more comfortable. A true gentleman throughout. Enjoys talking about art and will suggest walking to one of his favorite galleries that is convinently around the corner. 100% offers his jacket if you are cold.

Ezra:

You are already in a sexual relationship by the time that you have your first date. A uninhabited planet where you met isn’t the most accommodating for dates. Although you secretly count the cavern the two of you discovered that had that hot spring as your first date. As he spoils you with a luxury dinner cruise on Esmos Prime, you are remembering shucking your clothes and swimming in the refreshing waters, Ezra trying and failing to keep his eyes from drifting over to your nude form. 

Jack:

Your first date was a cover for him. A fancy party where he needed a plus one. However, he spent far more time that he would have twirling you around the dance floor and enjoying the canapés and champagne as the two of you talked. It marked the first time that Agent Whiskey walked out of a ballroom with the same woman he entered with.

Oberyn:

The Prince of Dorne had his eyes on you for quite awhile. You were gorgeous, smiling and gracious as you worked around the palace. You weren’t a servant, instead, Doran had employed you for your keen eye and sharp wit in dealing with those tedious policy issues that he despised dealing with. You had your finger on the pulse of Dorne. Your first date was more of what you wanted to do. Showing him things you wanted him to see. He was charmed by the fact that rather than demanding elaborate meals or carriage rides, you took him to the local orphanage and proceeded to entertain the children with him for hours. It wasn’t a ruse to get in his good graces. You genuninely enjoyed children. As did he. That evening of course was spent on his bed. Where else would a date with Oberyn end up?

#pedro pascal #pedro characters #first date

[iredreamer]

Dear Irene, I love everything you do Gentleman Jack related…I wanted to know you whether you feel the same: 1. Anne really understands she loves Ann only after returning home after Mariana 2. It is heartbreaking that Ann start doubting it right there 3. The break up in the last episode should have been totally balanced by a more profound intimate scene than the carriage (I agree with u the whole children stuff in ep.8 was out of character) ..I really do hope there is a season 3!!

Hello! Thank you so much for the nice message, I’m happy you enjoy my blog.

1.

I agree with you but I want to elaborate a little bit more on this.

To me Anne saying “I love you” to Ann felt a bit off both times and I’m very conflicted about the intimate scene in 2x04. To be honest, Anne didn’t completely convince me there that she’s in love with Ann. I’m not sure what we are supposed to think – is Anne saying it because she realised she loves Ann? is Anne saying it because she feels guilty and is scared of losing Ann? is she saying it because she’s trying to convince herself that she does love Ann despite what just happened with Mariana? I honestly don’t know what we’re supposed to take from that scene – maybe all of those things are true? Anne loves Ann, sure, no doubt about that, the real question is if she’s in love with her or not.

I think this is an underling theme this season: the difference between being in love with someone and loving someone. This got subtly stressed quite a lot in different episodes and scenes – especially in episode 6, when Ann Walker asks Anne Lister if she was in love with Eliza Raine and Anne answers “I loved her, yes” and Ann says “In love?” – I think Sally tried to explore the different ways in which love manifests itself, it can take different forms and clearly the way Anne loves Ann is very different from the way she loves/loved Mariana or Tib or Eliza. In that same scene Ann asking “Is she [Eliza] another Mrs. Lawton or another Tib?” also tells us that she understands the different kind of relationship Anne had with those women – she understands that Anne was (maybe still is?) very much in love with Mariana and that Tib was the one who was completely in love with Anne. What about Eliza? And, really, what about her? What about Ann? Where does she stands in comparison to those other loves of Anne’s life? Is she another Mariana or another Tib? And she’s neither of them, she’s a whole new kind of love.

The relationship Anne has with Ann is a completely new thing and I think Anne doesn’t have the means yet to recognize that there’s a love there – reason why it feels off to me when she tries to express it by saying “I love you”. I think Anne’s love comes through from other things, to mention just a few: the way she cares about Ann’s health; how she continuosly checks in with Ann to be sure that what they’re doing is something Ann wants without doubts (from the division of the estate, to the wills); the fear she has of losing Ann; how she’s always willing to help Ann and be there for her even when things are looking bad for their relationship, even when Ann treats her kinda bad; how much she misses Ann when they’re not together; etc.

I personally found the scene of Anne coming back from Lawton more interesting. The “I missed you” felt very sincere and spontaneus and I believe that’s the real “I love you”. I loved the hug more than the sex scene – Anne completely lets go as soon as she’s in Ann’s arms – she realises there, I think, how much she wants and needs to have Ann Walker in her life. As I said in another post, Ann makes her feel safe and good. Even the way Anne looks at Ann in that whole scene says a lot, you can see both guilt and love in her eyes. In the next scene Anne tries to convey that love with words but I think she kinda fails.

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I think that that is not the first time Ann starts doubting Anne’s love. I think Ann Walker has had doubts from the beginning, she’s just not addressing them – for example, in the last Ann(e)s scene of 1x05 Ann tells Anne that even if she marries Mr. Ainsworth she will still lend her the money to sink her pit – that always made me think that deep down Ann Walker thinks that maybe Anne wants to be with her for other reasons other than love. We know how that went, Anne says that is not what she wants and of course the ending of season one made both Ann Walker and us really feel like Anne Lister did fall in love with her in the end, so that seemed settled. Season 2 starts with Ann Walker saying “I love you” to Anne at the end of ep 1 and in that scene I think she wanted to hear it back. Anne doesn’t answer. Then we have 2x03 where Anne says “I love you” for the first time and it’s clear that Ann doesn’t fully believe her but is choosing to not think about it too much. So, again, I feel like Ann Walker doubts about Anne’s love were already there from the very beginning, they just keep growing as the season progresses and everything comes out in the last episode (I honestly think the “is AL in love with AW” thing was actually resolved in season 1, but then Sally decided to retcon it to have more drama which... is a choice, I guess).

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I fully agree with you on this. Not much to add.

Thank you again for your message and yes let’s hope for a season 3!! :) have a nice day!

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