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scienceandfandoms · 18 days

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I was talking on Discord and accidentally spent an hour giving my thoughts on how well each new Who companion could take care of a baby. Note that I think most everyone on this list is capable of taking care of a baby for some amount of time. As such I'm adding how long I think they could do so/additional stipulations in bold. Also of note that a lot of these depend on when in their timeline we mean. I split some ratings based on this. Also also this is just for fun

So without further ado... How well New Who companions would do taking care of a baby (under the cut)

Rose Tyler: When we meet her she is so so young to be caring for an infant for a significant amount of time. But by the end of her time on screen? Sure. In EU content she's even got a kid. Rating: a few days at the start, long term at the end

Mickey Smith: Era specific. Definitely not for early Mickey. But once he's matured after spending time in Pete's World he could probably do it. Rating: maybe for an afternoon at the start, long term at the end

Captain Jack Harkness: Has had children canonically. This does not, however, fill me with confidence. Probably knows how to keep them alive more or less though unless their death would save the world haha who said that. Rating: inevitable heartbreak/10

Martha Jones: I'd trust her to do so at the start if she had to bc of her medical training and being slightly older/with her shit together. My confidence has only increased with time. Rating: most competent so far, could probably handle it long term if she had to right at the start

Donna Noble: Has successfully, canonically, on screen raised a spectacular daughter who is also a companion. A large portion of her time on screen in The Star Beast is dedicated to how good of a mother she is. Rating: companion I would trust the most with a baby for any amount of time

River Song: Another one that depends in part on place in the timeline and I'm not even gonna get into the thing where the Library makes her a parent or something at the end of that episode bc that feels forced af to me. But I feel like she'd lack confidence in her ability to care for a kid of any age, but take to it surprisingly well if she really had to do it. Rating: earlier in her timeline just no. Later in her timeline she could probably manage long term

Amy Pond and Rory Williams (they're a couple so doing them together): at the beginning they're also quite young (not even counting Amelia era Amy). They could do it but I think Rory would be picking up a lot of the slack for the same reasons I think early Martha could do it. Dubiously canonly they DID raise a kid (though it's unclear if it was from infancy), and in general there's so many timeskips they're a lot older and more mature by their departure and I think they'd be fine. Rating: carried by Rory to squeak out mid-long term success early on, but in a better position long term later in their lives

Clara Oswald: Clara has experience with children, yes, but ones that are SCHOOL age. Clara is not equipped to handle an infant. You can't be clever at an infant. Unless you speak baby. Maybe she forces the Doctor to teach her to speak baby. I doubt it would help. Rating: I wouldn't leave a baby with Clara Oswald for more than an afternoon and even that much is a gamble

Nardole: Has been seen looking after babies before. Seems reasonably competent at it. Up there honestly. Rating: long term right from the start. Or at least from his second episode he's just kinda doofy in THORS and there's a significant time skip after that

Bill Potts: While not as young as someone like Rose, her position in life is still one that makes caring for a baby for a significant duration difficult. Could she do it? Yeah probably if she really had to. But I want her to live her life. Rating: living situation complicates anything more than short term early on, probably capable of long term with resources even then

Ryan Sinclair: Chibnall companions are kinda nothing to me. Sorry. Please don't come at me for not being a Chibnall enjoyer. But it can be hard to get a read on them to me. Ryan is pretty young though so I'm gonna say best not. Maybe if he was written by someone capable of developing a character. Rating: short term would probably be okay

Graham O'Brien: Also Chibnall. In a better position age wise. Loses points for all the ableism with Ryan so maybe if the kid isn't disabled I guess. Rating: another short term candidate I suppose

Yaz Khan: Also Chibnall. Also young. Still probably not. I'm sorry canon Yaz is kinda nothing to me I know a lot of people really like her. Rating: competent enough for short term probably

Dan Lewis: Maybe the Chibnall companion I'd trust with a baby the most? I mean he's not barely an adult, and his main crime is outing someone which isn't really relevant to a baby. I think it's a bit outside his wheelhouse but he'd manage it okay. Though if he never unshrunk his house that might make it a bit more difficult for anything longer term. Rating: congratulations you get short term with longer term conditional on the assumption you have somewhere to go with said baby

Rose Noble: She's 15. But on the other hand she could ask her mom for help so if that's an option she's fine actually. Rating: probably a great short term babysitter, has the resources to get excellent assistance if she were to end up with a baby in the long term

Ruby Sunday: Another Quite Young companion and her introduction literally does feature a baby in her care getting kidnapped. She does get that baby back though and it's shown that she helps her mom with childcare a lot so big babysitter energy. Rating: short-mid term on her own, longer term with assistance

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laurfilijames · 6 months

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Like My Dreams

Part 1

Intro

Pete Dunham Masterlist

Pairing: Pete Dunham x female reader

Words: 4.8k

Warnings: Mentions of a broken leg, use of crutches. Bruises and cuts. Swearing. Alcohol consumption and use of pain medication. Discussions of fighting.

Summary: Life is getting back to normal for Pete, including going back to work and participating in his first scrap since almost getting killed, and little does he know that an unexpected person is going to step in and show him that while football is life, there may be more to life than just football.

After moving home to help your sister with your nephew, Jack, after her divorce, you meet his bruised, but gorgeous teacher, and later discover you're connected in more ways than one.

A/N: Part 1 is here!! Pete deserves the world and I'm using this fic as a way to rebuild his for him.

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"Have you heard from the Yank at all, there, Peg Leg?" Swill asked through a grin, ducking when Pete raised his arm up in an attempt to hit him.

"Aye, I'll beat you with my crutch, you cunt," he threatened, turning away for a split second before making a quick jab at his mate with the proposed weapon, making Swill jump and spill his beer. "And yes, I have. Turns out our Yank mate has sought his revenge and managed to get a recording of that geezer Jeremy admitting he put the blame on him, so he's right back into Harvard now and will be graduating soon as."

"Ahh, result!" Swill cheered, clanking his glass against Pete's before extending his arm out to cheers with Ned and then Ike.

"Gonna be a proper Journo now."

"Good on him," Ike nodded.

"Yeah, yeah. Says he's planning a visit back across the pond soon as he's done," Pete explained.

"Oi, when are you going back to work, Pete?" Dave asked, handing him a fresh pint before taking a sip of his own.

Pete took a long drink, tilting his head to the side and shrugging slightly as he swallowed his beer. "Soon, I hope. Apparently the little lads have been giving the substitute a right time. I already had to go in and give 'em the what-for…tell 'em to be nice while I'm away."

"Bloody buggers," Dave sighed, shaking his head.

"Told them I'd taught them better than that." Pete took another sip, wiping his mouth with his hand. "Their response was that they wouldn't have to be such shits if she wasn't such an old, miserable cow."

"Yeah, there's no doubt you're their role model, then eh?" Dave laughed.

Pete shrugged in agreement, finding no point in arguing.

"Once I get out of this cast I can go back in," he explained, turning and leaning his back against the bar. "I'm itching to get back to it, but more just to get out of Steve and Shannon's place."

"That bad?"

He sighed, choosing his words carefully, "Shannon is being nice to me for the first time ever, but they fuss constantly. It'll just be nice to go home."

"Yeah, all in time, mate." Dave clapped his shoulder, happy Pete was being cared for and wasn't spending the long days of recovery alone.

There were days his leg ached like hell, and after ditching his crutches about a week ago, Pete sometimes wished he still had them to lean on. He sat on the edge of his desk, reading out loud to the class from there rather than pacing through the desks like he had been, his limp becoming more and more noticeable with each step, but despite the pain from the long days of being back on his feet, he was grateful to be back in his classroom with life pretty much back to normal.

Being back in his flat helped with his overall recovery too, having felt desperate to get out of Steve and Shannon's stuffy place and in the familiar comforts of his own, having appreciated time spent with them and his sweet nephew Ben, but ultimately relieved to relish in the peace and quiet.

The bell rang, signaling the end of their school day, and Pete marked his page and closed the book, glancing at the clock in slight disbelief that the day was already over.

"Okay, boys, we'll pick up there tomorrow," he announced, collecting some papers on his desk as his class packed up their notebooks and began filing out of the room. "And remember your assignments are due on my desk first thing Tuesday morning, so get cracking on them!" he shouted over their excited voices, some of them moaning in disappointment over their homework.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket to see a text from Bov confirming their plans to meet at the pub later for beers, and excitement buzzed through him knowing that in two more days, West Ham was playing Manchester at home. The two firms hadn't seen each other since the GSE surprised them at the station and embarrassed the hell out of them, and word was that they were gunning for a comeback more than ever. Pete knew he would have to be careful, but the thought of getting back into fighting and experiencing that rush as his firm kicked the shit out of the other's whose bruised pride had never recovered from the last time made him feel like he was close to invincible.

"I don't know why you keep eating it, then, Bov," Pete scolded, walking through the doors of The Abbey with his mate who kept going on about his sore stomach, unable to help the laugh at his expense as he watched him hold his gut and beeline it right for the toilets.

"What's the matter with him?" Dave asked, nodding in Bovver's direction as he struggled to get by other patrons.

Pete shook his head and sighed, "Bloody guy insists on ordering the hottest curry going and then fucking complains about his insides turning as soon as he's stuffed it down."

"He'll never learn, will he?"

"Nah, serves him right," Pete chuckled, clanging his glass against Dave's after being handed it.

"I don't know about you boys, but I am more than ready for the weekend," Ike said exasperatedly, "work has been kicking my ass."

"You best be rested up for our big event on Saturday…" Dave warned, earning a scoff from him.

"Yeah, yeah, you know I'm good for it. When have I ever let us down?"

Dave opened his mouth to quip at him, but started laughing when Ike shoved his arm and directed his attention to Pete. "What about you, eh? You feeling up to it?"

"Mate," he said pointedly, his eyebrow raised, "more than I ever have." Pete grinned, knowing each of them would be keeping extra close watch on him despite him feeling like no one would be able to knock him to the ground.

"I've been trying to get Fiona down here for some drinks," Swill started to explain, "her bestie is here staying with her for a bit and said they were looking to go out on the pull-"

"Aye, I'll show your sister a good time," Ned interrupted, causing Swill to glare at him seriously.

"Don't you fucking think for a second you're gonna touch my sister."

Pete laughed into his beer, listening to the two of them carry on until Keith interrupted them.

"Isn't she the hot one that moved away a few years back?"

"Yeah, that's the one," Swill confirmed.

"Oi, she's fit as fuck," Ned chimed in, making a crude gesture with his hands.

"She's here helping her sister out with her nephew or something, I dunno," Swill nonchalantly explained. "I keep telling her that Fi's place is too cramped and she should come stay with me."

"In your dreams!" Pete laughed, "Poor girl would be traumatized if she spent more than five minutes with you."

"Yeah, well, you'll just see when she comes 'round, eh. I'm very charming when I need to be."

"The only charm you're going to have is when you're helping me kick the snot out of Manchester's top bloke." Pete wrapped his arm around Swill's shoulders and necked the rest of his pint, the exhilaration of the upcoming match and fight already tingling through his veins.

"Fucking right, mate!" Swill cheered, patting Pete on the back aggressively to help pump him up even more.

Saturday turned out to be one of the best days Pete could remember having. The Hammers won 2-0 and him and the boys made the ruck afterward almost look too easy, but it didn't go without it's evidence.

He looked at his bruised reflection in the mirror, having missed seeing various shades of red and blue marking his face, his skin tender as he pulled the razor down over it before rinsing it off under the tap. He smiled to himself in thinking a clean shave would make up for his appearance when he showed up to school that morning, the colours even more pronounced than they were yesterday, having already earned glares from other staff members as he walked through the hallways to his classroom. The little lads always got a kick out of seeing their teacher's battle wounds unlike the Headmaster, but Pete still did his best to set a good example for them and prove to everyone that even a Weekend Warrior could maintain his professionalism. Pete winced when he went over a cut on his cheek, making blood spring from it again, and washing the remaining shaving cream off his cheeks and chin, he dried his face and went through to his bedroom to get dressed.

"Have a good day, Jack!" you smiled, watching your nephew climb out of the back seat of your car, thinking how dapper he looked in his neatly ironed school uniform and finding how he styled his hair with a bit of gel too sweet. He was growing up so quickly, ten going on fourteen it seemed like some days, and despite the circumstances, you were grateful to be around him more. There was no doubt that the split between your sister and his dad was tough on him, but overall he seemed to be coping okay, and you hoped a small bit of it was because his one and only amazing Aunt was there to help look after him. Part of your designated duties were to drop him off and pick him up from school and football practices, your work hours more flexible and easier to line up with his activities than your sister's, and it was the least you felt you could do to help out.

"Thanks, Auntie."

"You've got your football gear, right?" you called out through the passenger window you quickly rolled down before he got too far from the car.

"Yup," he confirmed, holding up his cleats and giving his backpack a shrug to keep over his shoulder.

"Okay, then, I'll see you at half four when practice is over. Maybe we'll go grab a bite and see a film?"

He scowled, "The match is on tonight!"

You raised your hands in mercy, "May the football gods forgive me!"

It earned a laugh from him, making you smile, the little 'see ya!' he gave you as he turned and ran off toward the building enough to make your Tuesday feel a little less mundane.

Glancing out of the corner of your eye at the backseat as you reached for your purse, you did a double-take, noticing Jack's lunch bag and homework left forgotten on the seat.

"Shit!" you hissed before giving a long sigh, looking out the window for any sign he was still around.

He was long gone into the school now, forcing you to switch your car off and take it inside, and you trotted down the pathway quickly in your heels so as not to be late to work yourself.

Something had cheesed-off the secretary already this morning, and with little to no help from her, you took it upon yourself to wander down the hallways in search of Jack's homeroom.

"You alright there, Jack?" Pete asked, passing out a worksheet on each desk, his concern growing after noticing the sulk on the boy's face. He looked like he was about to cry, having finished rooting through his bag for the second time since he'd gotten into class, clearly searching for something that wasn't there.

"I don't have my assignment." There was so much defeat in the poor kid's voice, and Pete couldn't bring himself to be cross with him even if he wanted to be.

"It's alright, mate, you can hand it in tomorrow."

When that didn't seem to ease his troubles over it, Pete crouched down beside his desk, his leg complaining as he did.

"You did do it, yeah?"

"Yes," Jack confirmed, his disappointment not fading. "I think I left it in my Aunt's car."

"Right, then there's nothing else to be done about it for now, eh? Mistakes happen, I won't knock any marks off for it."

"I forgot mine, too, Mr. Dunham," the boy sitting behind Jack called out.

"No you did not, Louis," Pete said through a wince as he stood. "The only thing you forgot was to actually do it."

Louis, along with all the other boys, laughed, the kid being famous for never handing in anything on time or simply neglecting to do half the assignments tasked in the first place, his admission not coming as a surprise to Pete.

About to explain the instructions on the pages he had just handed out, Pete was interrupted by a light knock and the door opening, making all of them pause to look at the slightly embarrassed, but extremely beautiful woman who was disrupting their class.

"I'm so sorry," you began, smiling in your bashfulness. You looked directly at Jack, making Pete swivel on the spot he stood on to follow your gaze before looking back at you with a big grin on his face, watching as you held up a folder containing what had to be his forgotten assignment.

"Looks like you've got yourself a guardian angel, mate," Pete smirked, limping over to the door where he opened it more for you.

You apologized again, but somehow couldn't wipe the smile from your face as you got lost in Jack's teacher's vibrantly blue eyes, the colour seemingly enhanced and appearing almost fake due to the reddish bruises that surrounded them.

"Don't give it another thought," he assured you, looking back at you with a similar amusement before reaching his hand out to take the folder decorated with West Ham United stickers from you.

More bruises and cuts decorated his knuckles, making you wonder what the hell this man got up to when he wasn't teaching your nephew, and you made a mental note to ask Jack questions about it all later.

"You've forgotten your lunch, too," you spoke, peeling your eyes away from the man who made butterflies flutter violently in your stomach. Jack trotted up to the front of the class where you stood, taking the bag from you sheepishly.

"Jack, you're a very lucky lad," Pete began, moving to perch on the edge of his desk. "I don't have anyone bringing me my lunch if I've left it."

You shrugged and nervously tucked your hands in the pockets of your jacket now that they were free, biting your lower lip to try to stop yourself from smiling more.

"I won't take up anymore of your time," you said to the impossibly handsome teacher, maintaining eye contact with him as you took a step backwards toward the door, praying your feet didn't betray you. "Sorry, again, for the disruption."

"Not a problem at all," he said slowly through another bright grin, his head tilting curiously as he crossed his arms over his chest while you walked through the door, closing it behind you.

The second it latched you heard the entire class erupt in a long 'ooooooo', jeering their teacher as any group of ten-year-old boys would for talking to a girl, making you smile even more when you heard him shush them and chuckle lightly before continuing on with his lesson.

10:47 Fiona: We're going to the pub tonight.

10:49 You: …

10:49 Fiona: I said, we're going to the pub tonight. That's an order.

10:51 You: Fine.

10:51 Fiona: Don't be mardy. We need to get out of the house. I promise to show you a good time.

10:51 Fiona: Plus, there's a match on, so it'll be full of fit lads.

10:52 You: Is that really your main selling point?

10:52 Fiona: Yes. We'll see which of us can get the most free drinks.

11:09 Fiona: I'm taking your silence as a yes.

11:09 Fiona: Maybe you'll even get a snog or a shag in the toilets!

11:17 You: I swear you're a bigger perv than your brother.

Tucking your phone back inside your desk drawer, you bit the inside of your cheek and sighed out deeply, trying to regain concentration on the computer screen in front of you, but it was helpless. All you could think about was the fraction of a possibility of seeing Jack's teacher there, the teacher whose name you didn't even know, out of the simple fact that he probably spent his time outside of school in a pub watching football as most men did. Even if he did happen to be in that exact pub, in that exact part of London, on that exact night, the chances of him being there without a woman, or many, hanging off his arm were slim. Maybe he was even engaged or married, happily at home on a Tuesday night with his missus…

Regardless of your speculations, you continued to think of the way he had looked at you, letting this silly and unexpected fantasy get the better of you, recounting every moment of your meet-cute and how unbelievable it would be to find yourself tangled up with the likes of him. Had you exaggerated the glint in his eyes and the brightness of his smile, or how he made your whole body tingle with that nervous-excitement enough to feel like you were floating?

With another sigh, you willed yourself to get a grip, needing to get something accomplished in your workday, the chances of seeing him outside the school slim.

Still, a girl could dream, and smiling to yourself, you secretly thanked your friend for her persistence in taking you out.

Several very distracted hours later, you pulled up beside the pitch outside the school, seeing a small mob of boys in various coloured jerseys running around it, and your eyes immediately found and fixed on the tall coach that was unmistakably the same man who had occupied your mind all day.

You sat for only a couple of minutes before their practice was over, watching the banged-up teacher with a hitch in his step walk around collecting pylons while the boys ditched their jersey's into a bag and started to clean up their belongings piled near the fence.

Jack ran to your car even though his bags were far too heavy for him to be, and seeing how sweaty he was along with the muddy stains covering his gym gear, you wondered how many of these pick-ups it would take until your car began to smell like gross footy equipment.

"How was it?" you asked when he hauled on the door and threw his stuff in, flopping himself into he back seat before shutting the door and putting on his seatbelt.

"Good. Thanks for bringing my assignment, you're a legend."

"Don't I know it," you winked at him, taking one last look over at his teacher who just so happened to be staring at you, and you felt yourself flush from head to toe as you tore your gaze away from him and blinked into reality, putting your car in gear and driving off.

You were quiet for a couple of minutes, debating quizzing your nephew about his teacher, and ultimately decided there was no harm in it.

"Does your teacher always show up with bruises on his face?"

Glimpsing in the rearview mirror, you saw Jack smile. "Mr. Dunham? Yeah, most of the time."

"You're acting like that's a normal thing, Jack," you laughed, "Why is he always battered?"

"He's a Hooligan, so yeah, it's normal."

"A Hooligan?”

"In a footy firm?” he emphasized in the form of a question, like it was the most obvious thing. “Yeah. West Ham’s, obviously."

You nodded, trying to wrap your head around the information you were getting. You knew of the firm because of Fiona, having heard the odd thing about it through her because of her brother Swill, but the ins and outs of football were something you didn't pay much attention to anymore. You weren't even sure if Swill was still a participant of the barbaric side of football, assuming he might have given up his hooliganism in exchange for his respectable career as an accountant.

"Mr. Dunham's the coolest. He's everyone's favourite teacher. A lot of grown-ups and other teachers think he's bad or whatever, but he's the nicest out of anyone and is really smart, too," Jack went on, pulling you out of your thoughts for a moment. "I want to teach history like him when I grow up. It's my favourite subject."

"Well, then, I'm sure glad I brought in that assignment for you."

"Yeah, I was real upset that I forgot it. I want to keep my grades up in his class."

It was incredible to hear your nephew talk like this, finding a role model in someone so unconventional, but seeing as his father wasn't really one to look up to, you figured it was good he found someone who inspired him.

"Right, my man," you announced, parking in your sister's driveway. "Enjoy the match! I hope they win!"

"Mr. Dunham says they will for sure. Birmingham doesn't stand a chance!"

"Well good, because even I am going to watch it tonight!"

Jack pulled a shocked face, "You're gonna watch football?"

"Yes! Cheeky…"

"Make sure you cheer for the proper team!" he laughed, tugging on his West Ham shirt to show you the crest. He closed the door after taking out all his things and ran up to the house where he stuck his tongue out at you from the porch, making you laugh and shake your head.

"Want another one, Pete?" Bovver asked, nodding to his empty glass that had been drained for a while now.

"Nah, man, I'm good. Gotta be sharp for work tomorrow."

"Since when?"

Pete glared at his mate, not wanting to get into too many details, the truth behind his reduced consumption of pints being he had just taken some pain pills on account of his leg. He had done his best to cope with it, but after running around too much at practice he had to give in, needing something to help take the edge off.

"Oi, Fi's on her way over," Swill said, sitting down beside Pete.

"Oh, tonight? Sweet," Pete said, curious to see who her friend was and if she was actually as fit as the other guys kept claiming she was.

The Abbey was packed by the time the game started with the GSE dispersed throughout to watch on the various screens hung on the walls and above the bar, Pete sticking to their usual spot in the back corner where less people were gathered.

He spotted Fiona making her way through the crowd, judging by her tipsy smile and half-finished pint that she had already been here for a decent amount of time, the atmosphere of the whole place very rowdy as the Hammers maintained a lead.

"Pete!" she called, nearly pushing someone down to get to him to give him a hug.

"Aye, aye!" He stood and accepted her embrace, unable to recall the last time he had seen her.

"How are you doing? You gave everyone quite the scare!"

He chuckled, "Yeah, all good. I'm doing fine now, thanks, Fiona." He took his seat again and looked up at her with a smile, watching as she clapped her hand on her chest.

"What a relief, you should've seen how gutted they all were. Swill was beside himself."

"As they should've been!" he laughed, spinning his empty glass on the coaster. "You enjoying the match?"

"Wha- oh! Yeah," she laughed, her smile somehow larger than her brother's, "I'm not paying all that much attention if I'm honest!"

"I can tell!"

She shrugged and took a long sip of her drink, glancing around the bar.

He nodded at her, his brows knitted, "Where's your friend?"

"Hell if I know! Somewhere over there," she waved, motioning in the direction of the pool table, "Ned and Swill are chatting her ears off."

"Sounds about right…"

Pete settled into his seat and drew his focus back to the match as Fiona went and greeted someone else, but he'd be kidding himself if he pretended his thoughts weren't constantly on you, unable to get you out of his mind for even a second. He wondered if he would be lucky enough to see you again; if Jack would just so happen to forget something on a weekly basis and if you were going to be the one consistently picking him up from school and football practice, or maybe even be the guardian he would get to sit down and discuss Jack's grades with at parent-teacher interviews.

But it was rare for lightning to strike twice.

The Brigid Abbey Pub itself was incredibly charming, even if most of the people occupying it were far less so. Swill was the same as always, never changing his lewd, loud ways despite being forced to be well-mannered and respectful throughout the day, but it was rare that anyone had ever made you laugh as hard as he did. His mates were all there, most of them hanging around where you and Fi were, but mentions of someone named Pete and his whereabouts kept coming up.

You found yourself taking in your surroundings more than the game itself, looking at all the plaques and paraphernalia that hung on the walls, all while scanning the crowd in hopes of spotting the one person you somehow felt desperate to see again.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Hmm? What? No one," you lied to Fiona, though very unconvincingly.

"You spotted a fit bloke, didn't you?" she said with a grin that rivaled Swill's.

"Yeah, me," Swill chimed in, causing Fiona to talk back to him about being gross and them to start bickering as they usually did.

They always managed to make you laugh, and you had to admit you were having a better time than you thought you were going to, enjoying the company of your bestie and her brother, who's mates were exceptionally kind and welcoming.

It wasn't until you overheard a couple of them discussing a fight they had had that you really started paying attention to what was happening around you.

“Wait, are you still part of all that?” you asked Swill, grabbing his arm to make him turn around to face you.

"For life!" he exclaimed, "I'll be dead before I leave it."

"Yeah, well, some of you are making that come true more than others," Fiona scoffed.

You screwed up your face in complete bewilderment, "Wait. What?"

"The head of the firm," she began explaining, "their mate, Pete, nearly died about four months ago in a fight. He's just been back to work the last few weeks and everything. It’s a complete miracle he's even alive."

"Jesus Christ," you muttered. "And he still fights?"

Ike huffed out a laugh before turning serious, "Oh, fuck yeah…like nothing ever happened."

The rest of the lads all excitedly started recalling how intensely this Pete had fought the other day, going on about how their fearless leader was back and stronger than before.

"Is he here?" you asked, wanting to meet this death-defying prodigy of England's roughest unofficial sport.

"'Course he is," said Ned, "he's sat over there in his usual spot." He nodded toward the back corner of the pub, and standing on your tip-toes, you attempted to see over the hoard of heads between where you were and there, but it was impossible to manage.

It was almost hard to believe that these men, who held regular jobs and had seemingly normal lives, still carried on the insane, delinquent habits of the firms brought on from decades prior, and even more so that after one of them was nearly killed, they continued on with more pride than ever.

The match ended in a win for the mighty Hammers, the high spirits of their dedicated supporters lingering on in the pub, helping to keep Pete going despite being the most sober one of all his mates. As the groups of people started to thin out, he was finally able to spot where Fiona and the rest of them had been loitering, his eyes trained on one person in particular.

His heart hammered in his chest as he downed the rest of the beer he had been nursing, praying for the slight nervousness he felt to calm.

"Well, fuck me," he murmured under his breath, standing from the table where he left Dave asking him what he was on about and where he was going.

Not bothering to ease his friend's mind with an explanation, Pete slowly made his way through the crowd, almost afraid that if he moved too quickly, the scene he was walking toward would vanish from his sight like a mirage.

A grin that met his eyes crept up his lips, thinking that maybe dreams didn't fade and die and it was possible that lightning could strike twice after all.

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earlgreytea68 · 10 months

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the taylor song is out! definitely doesn't sound like pete had a hand in the lyrics but patrick's voice is gorg as per usual

Yeah, Pete definitely was not involved in the lyrics which is a little sad because Taylor loves Pete Wentz lyrics, I would have loved some collaboration there. But it was a prewritten track so it makes sense there wasn't any.

I spent the whole time listening to it thinking, "Taylor swift always writes so much about relationships in such a straightforward way and Pete Wentz never does" hahahah. I know she's grown as a songwriter and it's an old song and I say this as someone who likes Taylor swift! But it's always so striking to me how much other people's songs are like "I love you so much, can't wait to spend time with you!!!!" And a Pete Wentz song would be like "look it's cool when we hang out but also can I discuss this creeping existential dread and also I think I'm having a crisis of sexuality and has anybody else noticed that the world is fucked and I'm probably too much for you" lolololol

ANYWAY back to this song! I was pleasantly surprised they gave Patrick so much to do, I wasn't anticipating that! But I don't really like how he sounds? Is this just me? I know it's him because I know him but it sounds less like him than usual. I was thinking of the way he swoops into a song like "I've been waiting." Here his vocals sound less like HIM than in that song. I think maybe there was some kind of electronic finishing to make them sound more like Taylor's? Am I making all of this up? Hahaha maybe I am just in a bad mood this morning or something, which is quite possible, but even at the end when they're singing together he sounds to me like he could be that computer manipulation of Taylor's voice that Jack antonoff kept doing in the Midnights album.

I actually like the song! I think it's a typically catchy and fun Taylor swift song. I think it's a not great showcase for fall out boy and they were unnecessary to the track but honestly that's usually how I feel about Taylor's duets.

ALSO, THOUGH. I think I've been ruined by all of the live Patrick videos I've been watching. Patrick always sounds better live to me than he does on almost any of their records? Is that weird? I feel like that's probably unusual? But whenever I hear him live he blows me away but on their records I feel like he favors productions that bury his vocals somewhat or dials them back a bit or something. Which is to say I've gotten used to Patrick stumps live singing (and SMFS which has been repeat again since my concert) and it's just always a shock to hear him go back to smaller stuff. I just think about how mesmerizing I find his every breath you take this performance, this one just feels a little rote to me.

But of course it just occurs to me: he's not singing Pete's words on this track. Nor is he singing a love song because Pete asked him to. He's just doing his job. So of course it makes sense he sounds that way.

Anyway I just hope other people like it instead of their usual "I see the name fall out boy so it must suck" reaction.

#fall out boy #fob #bandom #patrick stump

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takenbyheartstrings · 2 years

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TOM HOLLAND NSFW ALPHABET

pairing: tom holland x fem!reader

since my next tom fic is taking SO LONG bc im so uninspired for it right now, i DO want to push out Tom content so I decided to have a little fun and do his NSFW alphabet challenge... enjoy ;)

A = Aftercare (What They’re Like After Sex)

TOM MY SWEET SWEET BOY, he definitely 100% runs you a bath with your favourite oils, and he'll cuddle you and whisper things about how good you are in your ear. kissing your forehead and holding you closer.

B = Body Part (Their Body Of Theirs and Their Partner’s that they like)

Tom loves his arms and his abs. How much bulk he's built over the past few years. How easy it is to carry you and hold you. He loves his abs because of you. He loves the way you run your tongue over them just before you give him head.

Tom loves your ass, tits and thighs. He loves all of it. He loves your nipples and how hard they get when he kisses them. He loves grinding up against your plump ass in the morning as you make coffee and squeezing it when the two of you make-out. He loves having his head in between your thighs, licking your pussy. Gripping onto them as he does so.

C = Cum (Anything to Do with Cum; basically, I’m Nasty)

Tom would 100% love to cum in your pussy. He loves watching his cum fill you up and watching it drip bit by bit when he's done with you.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty Self Explanatory, A Dirty Secret of Theirs)

Tom would love to fuck you as one of his characters one day. Pretend to be Peter, mostly. How he'd love to fuck you using his American accent and you calling him Peter or Pete or Petey... god, it turns him on so much.

E = Experience (How Experience are They? Do They Know What They’re Doing?)

Tom knows what he's doing, but he hasn't had very many partners. He's gotten better over the years, and since your his life 5th girlfriend you'd say all that practice was put to good use.

He knows exactly where to make you feel good, wether it's a sweet spot on your neck or pounding into your pussy at the perfect angle in the perfect way.

F = Favorite Positions (This Goes Without Saying)

Tom loves two positions, he loves it when you saddle him or missionary. Both super vanilla, but both very intimate. He loves being able to hold you close and have your arms around him. He loves it when you look into his eyes as the two of you fuck. He loves being able to be so close to your lips, come the desire to kiss you, he can.

G = Goofy (Are They More Serious In The Moment? Are They Humorous? Etc.)

You and Tom have had many funny moments in the bedroom, wether it's because you crack a joke or the two of you are so drunk you can't stop laughing, even when you try to fuck... it just doesn't work sometimes and that's okay.

One time you both fell off the bed. Totally killed the mood, but gave the two of you something to laugh about.

H = Hair (How Well Groomed Are They? Does The Carpet Match The Drapes? Etc.)

Tom has no hair on his body, this man is like a hairless cat. I know it's weird, but he doesn't feel like it suits him?? He told you that once and you laughed but he said it made his dick look ugly.... you had to agree.

I = Intimacy (How Are They During the Moment? The Romantic Aspect)

TOM LOVES ALL OF IT. Tom loves holding you, looking into your eyes. Calling you "Sweetheart", "Darling", "Princess". He loves it when the two of you spend time together just sharing this moment of intimacy. He lights candles, he sets the mood if he has time too. Sometimes the two of you do it in the spur of the moment obviously. But he loves you and this is one of the ways he shows it.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation Headcanon)

Being away from you is hard. You're also an actor so your schedules don't line up most of the time. Sometimes you work on movies together, like Spider-Man or Devil All the Time. But you've got other roles and so does he.

The amount of times the two of you called each other and just got off over the phone or the amount of times Tom had received a video of you touching yourself saying his name. He touches his cock to only the thought of you.

K = Kink (One or More of Their Kinks)

Tom has a breeding kink. 100%. This man is a family orientated man but it doesn't mean he wants a child right now. But cumming in your pussy feels so good and the thrill of not knowing whether you're going to get pregnant or not turns both of you on so much.

L = Location (Favorite Places to Do the Deed)

Tom is a very simple man with very simple needs. He just loves fucking you in the bed you share. The two of you are apart almost so much that it feels better doing it in a place where the two of you can just be together without anything else getting in the way.

M = Motivation (What Gets them Turn on, What Gets Them Going)

Tom LOVESSSS when you wear his clothes or his beanies. It's just you parading around that you're his. Fans pick up on it on instagram when you go out and you wear what he was seen wearing a few years ago or the day before.

N = No (Something They Wouldn’t do, Turn Offs)

He doesn't like rough sex. He'll fuck you fast and hard, but the idea of choking you or fucking your face so hard you can't breathe makes his stomach a bit queasy...

O = Oral (Preferences in Giving and Receiving, Skill, Etc.)

Tom loves giving you head. He loves sucking all your juices and feeling you orgasm all over his face. He loves licking your clit and fingering your hole as well.

P = Pace (Are They Fast and Rough? Slow and Sensual? Etc.)

i would say neither fast or slow, he'll let his hands roam around your body and when he presses into you it's at a good pace, sometimes he'll go really slow and speed up, it depends on what makes you feel good. That's all he cares about.

Q = Quickies (Their Opinion on Quickie, How Often, Etc.)

NOPEEE, if he's going to fuck you, he's going to spend time with you, he's going to take his time. If you're really desperate for him in the morning or before you leave for a trip, of course he will, but it's not very often.

S = Stamina (How Many Rounds Can They Go For? How Long Do They Last?)

You and Tom take your time, so it's only natural that you guys only go for one or two rounds in a night and cuddle after.

T = Toys (Do They Own Any Toys? Do They Use Them? On A Partner or Themselves?)

Nahh, you guys don't really feel the need to use toys. Of course you've got a vibrator, and yes, Tom's got a flesh light, but it's not like the two of you use them when you're with each other.

intimacy is important to both of you and you only want to feel the other.

U = Unfair (How Much Do They Like To Tease?)

Tom doesn't really tease and you're grateful for it. He's straight to the point and wastes no time. He wants you as much as you want him.

V = Volume (How Loud They Are, What Sounds They Make. Etc.)

Tom is SO LOUD when he cums but really quiet when the two of you fuck. Both your moans are usually just above whispers. The two of you are so close anyway it doesn't really matter. But when Tom cums his groans echo through the house.

W = Wild Card (A Random Headcanon For The Character)

Tom is a very comfortable person in his own skin, but when the two of you go out and someone tries to make a move on you, he'll slither his arm around your waist and call you his.

X = X-ray (Let’s See What’s Going Under Those Clothes)

TOM HOLLAND HAS A BIG COCK. We all knew that though, he just radiates big dick energy and it's so true. It's not too thick either.

Y = Yearning (How High Is There Sex Drive?)

When the two of you are apart, really fucking high. He'll need a moment to jerk off on set to the thought of you in between scenes sometimes. But when you're there it's not to high, the two of you just enjoy the other's company.

Z = Zzz (How Quickly They Fall Asleep Afterwards)

THE BOTH OF YOU ARE OUT. Sometimes you'll both try to stay awake so you can chat or he can run you a bath as mentioned earlier. But that doesn't happen to often.

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steggy-likes-juice-boxes · 1 year

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Since I’m a crazy person…here’s foreshadowing of Lucius’ death in every single episode of ofmd:

Stede: “Some of us won’t be coming back.”

Buttons: “We may need to start eating some of the crew, I recommend we start with Lucius.”

…

Lucius: “No, please! Are you gonna kill me?!”

Jim: “Absolutely.”

Lucius: “No, look, I'm incredible at keeping secrets. My mom thought I liked girls for years.”

Jim: “Yeah? The best secret keepers are corpses.”

…

Jim: “Oh you are so fucking dead!”

Stede: “I just hope he’s not dead. That would be bad for the general vibe around here.”

Also you know, being covered in blood the whole time…locked in Jim’s trunk and almost thrown overboard…

Izzy: “The uszh, make 'em repair the ship, execute 'em.”

…

Lucius: “I never got to see the world.”

Izzy: “I’m going to fucking kill that twat.”

Lucius: “Am I dead?”

….

Fang: “Today... we commit a piece of our beloved Lucius to the sea.”

…

Pete: “Hey so I though I was gonna lose you….”

Lucius: “Oh yeah, well you nearly did cause I had a pretty bad infection so…”

Pete: “Exactly. And, uh, and death, you know... I'm used to death, but, um... but not, um... your death.”

Then of course there’s the whole deleted scene where he actually DOES die of the drug overdose.

Lucius: “You can stab me in the face now.”

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Ed: Don’t…or I will stab you in the fucking face.

Calico Jack: “Should we kill him and take it?”

Lucius: “I know that, babe, but I can't get to the side of the ship to throw it over.”

10.

Izzy: “…Under pain of death.”

…

Lucius: “Maybe it's best he just... lets go.”

…

Lucius: “What if it's not a death? What if life just... begins again?

So uhhh what do we think? The only one that felt like a reach was episode 9 but they do spend most of their time unsure of what fate the British have in store for them.

#ofmd #our flag means death #lucius spriggs #lucius ofmd #ofmd lucius #nathan foad #fan theory #fan thoughts #ofmd meta

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darkfire359 · 1 year

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My personal ranking of Izzy ships, based entirely on how much I like them:

1. Blackhands: My beloved toxic dumpster fire! Izzy just has so many feelings here, it’s hard to not want to focus on it. Probably a personal favorite just because of all the interesting power dynamics here (which I love). Hard to ever have a happy ending with this ship, but that’s okay.

2. Steddyhands: I feel like all my favorite fics are this. A good way to get the fun of Blackhands without everyone involved being miserable forever. I love it when the dynamic is “experienced vet helping new intern with world’s meanest cat.” I love it when the dynamic is “divorced couple get a marriage counselor, repair their marriage, also marry the marriage counselor.” And I love it when it’s just straight-up Ed and Stede conspiring together to seduce their grumpy first mate. So many fun takes on this!

3. Lusrael: I ship it more every time I see Nathan and Con do anything together. I think it’s the single most likely ship to happen in canon (not counting the Blackhands failmarriage). I think I’m personally just a little less excited by the dynamic in fics.

4. Gentlehands: Hard for this to not just be Steddyhands, but I do appreciate it on its own. Probably my favorite angle is “bitter rivals must team up to win back their ex, have hatesex, spend the whole time imagining their rival is actually their ex, accidentally fall in love.”

5. Calicohands: This ship made me actually like Jack as a character, sometimes. I think Jack’s style of affection of affection is something Izzy could actually accept (tackle-hugs, nuggies, friendly shoulder punch, etc) and while it’s not optimal, our poor baby might be touch-starved enough to like it anyway. I also like Jack having unrequited feelings and the resulting angst (in case you couldn’t tell from my #1 ship).

6. Jackie/Izzy: They’re actually friends, maybe! And Jackie would be the type of dom Izzy would love. Izzy does seem more gay than bi to me though, unfortunately.

7. Izzy/OC: Obviously highly variable. I’ve certainly enjoyed Izzy/Bryce from HoHW quite a lot, as well some other one-off portrayals of Sam. But #7 is probably appropriate in terms of how likely I am to actively seek out such fics.

8. Ivan/Fang/Izzy: I think I saw some art of this like once and it was good art. Also I see David and Con taking newlywed pics together and it makes me like Fang/Izzy more. IDK. They’re there, they know each other, it could happen.

9. Izzy/Roach: They both like sharp weapons. Roach at least tried to give Izzy a sandwich once, which was nice. But they don’t have much actual or implied interaction in the show.

10. Jim/Izzy: I’m very excited about them together platonically. Maybe it could work romantically? But unlike Lucius and Pete, Jim/Olu don’t come off as quite so poly.

11. Izzy/Pete: They could bond over being Blackbeard fans. They could get together by both dating Lucius. Possibilities exist.

11. Izzy/Frenchie: I’ve enjoyed some fics of this, but overall, I admittedly don’t see the appeal. Frenchie taunted Izzy with “In your face, Jizzy!” after he lost the duel. Izzy held Frenchie at gunpoint in a scary (rather than a sexual tension-y) way. It feels like this ship is just happening because Frenchie and Izzy are stuck on the same ship together post-e10.

12. Izzy/Buttons: Butthands is a terrible name. I think Buttons is in a monogamous relationship with the sea. Good art though.

13. Izzy/Wee John: John is big and could lift Izzy in a princess carry. I can’t think of anything else to say here.

14. Izzy/Olu: I feel like this would be a healthy relationship for Izzy, because Olu is the type of person who has healthy relationships. Therefore, Izzy would never go for him.

15. Izzy/Swede: I feel like Izzy would actually hate this. The Swede is probably the least competent member of the Revenge crew. This relationship would be a disaster and not in the fun way like Blackhands is.

16. Izzy/Mary: I really really like them platonically. So much. But I feel like a romance would make negative sense.

17. Izzy/Chauncey: This actually skeeves me out, no.

#izzy hands #Izzy/everyone #blackhands #steddyhands #lusrael #gentlehands #calicohands

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notthewriteryourelookingfor · 1 year

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Ofmd Renaissance Fair au:

They run a ren fair instead of a pirate ship.

Stede is the rich idiot who decided to spend all his money on this, leaving (artist) wife and kids though sometimes now Mary does murals and the kids often come during school holidays.

Ed is a jack of all trades who's done a ton of fairs and is often the town bad boy, or even a pirate, Blackbeard.

Izzy has been a team with Ed for years, he's mostly managerial but also teaches sword fighting (both at the fair and also outside at a fencing school), and has a soft spot for kid though he'll never say anything.

Oluwande is the actual day to day manager though he lets Izzy help because Izzys run a ren fair before and Olu hasn't really, though he's worked at a fair few. Olu helps out where needed most of the time.

Spanish Jackie runs the bar and is technically a partner in the venture with Stede though she kinda hates that she's in business with him. She does have 20 husbands, yes.

Jim is a knife thrower, and usually runs games or contests with Olus help.

Lucius does have a job but usually hangs out with his friends and sometimes draws guests for fun. (Also apparently a lot of ren fair workers irl fuck each other and that's v Lucius)

Roach is the cook, still, and there's a window into the kitchen so people can see him working. He has set times where he'll have to be there and it's like a show all on its own.

Buttons just wanders around and talks to guests and is very weird and keeps getting glowing reviews about him (and his fake seagull which is actually real just a lot of people don't notice cuz Karl's great at pretending to be fake). He also sells trinkets and things that'll protect from curses and such.

Fang, Ivan, and Pete are all muscle/back ups. They work where needed thought Fang has a daily sweet making session that is very popular and you need to book to be in it but you can also just watch.

Wee John makes the costumes. Like all of them. He also just wanders around being strong and you can challenge him to an arm wrestle and if you win he has stickers he gives out.

Frenchie sings, of course, but also tells stories about cats that steal kids and crystals in women's bodies and such. He also helps Jim with their contests as the announcer.

The Swede mans a lil cake and fruit stall next to the contest area and has a small dedicated social media following that think he's just the sweetest dude.

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shoheiakagi · 11 months

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A , E , F , J , K , L , M , V , Z for Dewa and Bandou -dd

Hi!! I hope all is well! Everything is all under the cut since it ended up being longer than I thought it would be

Send me a homra boy!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Bandou: surprisingly very sweet in his own subtle way. Once he calms down, he’s a little shy and is often mumbling to you in a low tone. But he’s very perceptive to your every reaction. If he sees you wince for a millisecond, he’s automatically all over you, asking if you need a massage, was he too rough, do you want him to draw you a bath. He nags at you to pee right away cause fuck he can’t have you risk catching a UTI! He’s not the best cook, but he tries his best and makes you a sandwich or order your favorite takeout, and makes sure that you drink a lot of water so that you can regain your energy

Dewa: the best at aftercare amongst the boys. After taking some to calm down, he’s immediately on his feet, grabbing his shirt and using it to clean the sticky cum from his partner’s body. Has no problem with carrying his s/o to the bathroom if theyre unable to walk, drawing them both a nice bath, with his partner’s favorite music playing in the background

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Bandou: while he’s not shy around women like yata, he’s very awkward when it comes romantically and sexually pursuing someone, which makes him one of the least experienced out of the boys. But the thing is, he’s so insecure and is constantly putting himself down, he’s not aware of how many people’s attention on him when he briefly takes off his sunglasses. I like to headcanon bandou as the pete davidson of the k universe lol. He has the height, dry sense of humor, and lanky figure to lure in the baddies who want to ‘fix’ and ‘take care’ of him. I can see bandou losing his virginity to some girl he met at a club that he went to with chitose during his early days at homra

Dewa: he makes a lot of his decisions by doing the exact opposite of what chitose does, but that doesn’t mean he lacks experience. While he is extremely picky on he chooses to spend his time with, he had a good amount of people warm his bed. I like to think that while chitose was in a committed relationship during high school, dewa was the one who would (occasionally) sleep around, not really finding anyone that interests him.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Bandou: reverse cowgirl 😫 he loves when his partner takes charge in the bedroom. The sight of his partner bouncing on his dick does things to him and shit don’t blame him if he ends up cumming too quick. He once ended up cumming inside of his partner while they were riding him and shit maybe being a father this young won’t be that bad

Dewa: loves to get in a 69 position with his lover, but he really loves to penetrate his partner with their legs over his shoulder

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Bandou: the guys would always taunt him for being that friend who’s always horny and shit they’re right! Maybe its because of his limited experience, but bandou finds himself spending a lot of nights watching his favorite p*rn videos while jacking off. If you ask him who his favorite adult star is, he’ll give you five names

Dewa: does not masturbate that often, but whenever he does, its always when he’s taking a shower. Showers are meant for thinking, and sometimes his thoughts tend to dangerous categories. At least it helps with the cleaning process 🤷‍♀️

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Bandou: voice kink! He flushes and buries his face against his partner’s neck when they cry out his name. He’s always been a little in love with their voice; whether they’re yelling at him, laughing at him, seducing him, or whispering their secrets to him. But his favorite has to be when they’re crying and moaning out his name, nails scratching his back, as he dicks them down

Dewa: he loves having total control over his partner during bed, so he indulges in a lot of roleplay scenarios based on power play such as teacher/student, ceo/secretary, mafia leader/stripper, etc. nothing turns him on more than seeing his partner lose control and submit to him

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Bandou: is pretty adventurous and does not have a favorite location, since he has a bucket list of places he wants to fuck his partner at. He looks up to chitose a lot when it comes to sex, and chitose is always bragging about the different locations he had sex at, the amount of times he almost got caught, and the amount of times he actually got caught. Bandou sometimes fantasizes about his partner being from s4, and how he would fuck them at their office, not caring who comes in and catches them

Dewa: pretty traditional since he prefers to fuckhis partner in his bedroom. he can only trust his hygiene and cleanliness, afterall

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Bandou: he loves it when his favorite rock band is playing in the background while he fucks his partner, especially when his favorite guitar solo comes down. Once tried matching his thrusts to the beat of the drums lol

Dewa: i think nothing gets to dewa like a sharp tongue. Someone who can match his monotone voice and dull words with a witty retort. It makes him even more motivated to break that cocky demeanor and bring them to tears, pleading him to please let them cum

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Bandou: so fucking loud. He is definitely one of those guys who moans and whimpers out loud during sex, gritting his teeth as he tries not to make any noises

Dewa: is pretty quiet, with the occasional groans and curses leaving his lips. He did let out a yelp once when his partner managed to catch him off guard and pin him to the bed, which mortified him. Will deny with a deadpan expression on his face when asked about that moment lol

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Bandou: very high. Bandou having sex is like letting a kid run into a candy shop. He’s very cocky at first, acting like he knows his shit, but once he gets his usual dose of humbling, he becomes very enthusiastic, willing to learn and try out different types of positions. He’s definitely the type to want to have sex with his partner every night once they finally get together

Dewa: i feel like dewa is one of the rare guys who have a lower sex drive. The type who doesn’t sleep around when he’s single unless he really needs to let some stress out, but the gym and the usual fights aren’t working out.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Bandou: once he’s sure his partner is all good and doesn’t need anything from him, he’s very quick to fall asleep. But ngl, i think bandou probably begged his partner to be his cockwarmer while he sleeps. He swears he sleeps the best when they’re still wrapped around him

Dewa: is very tempted to knock out as soon he cums. But before he and his partner falls asleep, he wants to make sure theyre both cleaned up and grab a bite, so that they don’t fall asleep all sticky and hungry. Idk i see dewa being a very (sometimes unreasonably) hygienic person, so i can also see him yanking the sticky bedsheets off so that they don’t wake up feeling uncomfortable and dirty

#ty for the ask!#ask #ask game #bandou saburouta #dewa masaomi

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mullroy · 2 years

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ideas for what the crew is up to in this modern sailing club au concept

oluwande is by far the best sailor at the club, but instead of participating in races, he almost always just mans the little chase boat that goes around moving markers for the race course and picking up anyone who falls out of their boats* (*basically just stede)

lucius doesn’t really sail, and generally spends his time at the club tanning on black pete’s boat. during races, though, he’s usually the one who sits on the race boat recording people’s times

jim can fix an outboard motor with just the slightest degree of competence, and yet has somehow ended up with everyone in the club paying them to fix any broken outboards. like the diesel mechanics equivalent of asking your 15-year-old grandchild to fix your email

roach holds it as a matter of some pride that he has the most trophies of anyone at the club. the fact that 9 out of 10 of these trophies are not for winning regattas, but for winning chili-cooking competitions, is immaterial

buttons camps at the club every weekend. once, the swede showed up to do some work on his boat on a wednesday, and buttons was there camping then too. does he ever go home? no one’s sure

frenchie and wee john will often take a boat out together specifically with the goal of taking it out to the middle of the lake, turtling it (tipping it completely upside down), and going swimming using the upside-down boat as a platform

bonus: once, some of the college students at my old club decided that they didn’t want one of their race boats anymore. instead of selling it or giving it away or whatever, they took the damn thing out to the middle of the lake and tried to sink it by setting it on fire. my point is, this is calico jack

#our flag means death #ofmd modern au

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melvinthedepressedrobot · 9 months

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OFMD characters ranked on how nesh they are

firstly, Izzy is wearing so so much black and leather head to toe in the fucking caribbean so i will die on the hill that this man sleeps under as many blankets as he can cover himself with without suffocating in an actual winter and his hot water bottle is his best friend

Ed, meanwhile, I feel runs hot. idk why. vibes. maybe it's the crop top and missing sleeve, I just see him as being completely content with a jacket until it's literally snowing

Stede's less nesh than Izzy but he's more annoying about it, he will 100% go out without a jacket bc it doesn't match his outfit and then complain he's cold

Calico Jack wears fucking shorts and sandals in the middle of december and Izzy hates him for it

Lucius is definitely a bit of a wetwipe about cold weather, and so is Black Pete tbh BUT he's gonna give Lucius his jacket anyway. uh no he's not shivering fuck off stop looking at him he's fine

Jim is similar to BP, they feel the cold but absolutely will not admit it bc that would make them look wholly uncool. but you know what WILL make them look cool? a trench coat.

Olu runs warm and is absolutely happy to offer them his jacket and they're SO TORN on accepting it

Buttons would happily moonbathe in the arctic circle just as he does in the caribbean, he doesn't advertise it wearing stuff like shorts like CJ but he is FREAKISHLY immune to the elements

Fang and Ivan are both human hot water bottles and absolutely delightful to be able to cuddle with in the colder months izzy definitely doesn't know from experience why would you ask him that

on the one hand I'd presume being from Scandinavia, the Swede is pretty used to the cold but I also do just love the mental image of him in one of those hats with floppy ear flaps and pompoms and tassels so I'm saying he's not immune to cold but he does know how to dress for it

Frenchie doesn't feel the cold but that's because he's plastered to the side of Wee John who is also a human hot water bottle and I'm not even sure he's aware of it, he thinks he's normal and then is surprised when WJ is somewhere else like ??? is it weirdly cold rn???

Roach claims he can withstand anything, hence his name, but he would spend suspiciously more time in the kitchen with the nice warm cooking fire when the temperature drops (nobody is complaining, the warm food is appreciated all around)

Spanish Jackie............. i want to see rocking a fur coat, that's it that's my opinion, she is dressed for the weather and she is looking SO DAMN GOOD doing it

#our flag means death #i cbfa to tag all the characters that'll do #jamie's chitchat

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I didn’t know there was a curfew.

It’s one brief scene with the boys being back from their trip to Annie’s and Jack (with Pete) coming home from the pub late. Sarah comments on this and not being there for the boys then winds up going up to bed early. Jack himself decides to go for a walk and turn in after (basically brushing off the boys till the morning). Pete, on the other hand, stays behind to look at the boys’ postcards.

Jack: What’s the matter with you?

Sarah: Nothing’s the matter with him. He’s tired. Tired of waiting for you to come home. Do you know what the time is?

Jack: Is there is problem? I didn’t know there was a curfew.

In a follow up scene, Sarah is in bed reading when Jack returns. They continue to be chilly with each other especially after Sarah learns Jack didn’t spend any time at all with the boys. Poor poor Jack ‘can’t seem to do anything right’ and ‘might just not be here.’ (TINY VIOLIN JACK TINY VIOLIN). Well after that, Sarah just turns the light off and discussion done.

Sarah: How could you keep them waiting like that?

Jack: Waiting like what? Been on a two week holiday, Sarah, not a six month trek across the jungle. (DO ONE JACK 🤬).

26-Aug-1999

#classic ED #classic ed robert’s story #robert sugden #christopher smith #andy hopwood #sarah sugden #jack sugden #pete collins #boys return from Annie’s #jack spends no time with them but pete does #poor jack not!#19990826 #my gifs #classic ED 1999

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SESSION TWELVE of the BatIM Call of Cthulhu game, aka Continuing to have a Great Time At The Masquerade! : )

Joey and Bendy destabilised early on, meaning Joey went through the ENTIRE masquerade UNABLE TO STOP SMILING

getting some mixed messages here, Joey

Sometimes u dress ur characters up as rabbits for fun but then you have a lot of emotions about them losing their minds and then u gotta draw them losing their minds while dressed as rabbits... anyway Jack being mind-controlled did NOT help Sammy hold onto his mental stability at this nightmare party in case you were wondering,

ANYWAY HAVE, MORE OUT-OF-CONTEXT QUOTES, UNDER THE CUT

[Sammy is played by me, Joey is played by Boo (inkyvendingmachine), Henry is played by Maf (inkcryptid), Jack is played by Mochi (whatyouwantedmetosee) and Thren (haunted-hijinxer) is our GM!]

[GM] Joey, make a POW roll also... [Joey] Oh, boy, [GM] ...because Bendy was also told to enjoy this party, and you guys just passed a plate of food, and he wants to eat! [Jack] FEED YOUR SON! [Joey] No!!! [Henry] HES A HUNGRY BOY! [Sammy] A GROWING BOY!

[Henry] Henry will look back to see if Moonlight is trying to follow them! [GM] He will see that Moonlight has grabbed onto the railing of the stairs and is hobbling slowly down them. [Joey] *extremely evil-sounding cackling*

[Jack] All Cthulhu Official Dice actually come weighted, to make you fail.

[Henry] Gotta try harder than that, bitch! [Henry] ....that wasn't in character. [Jack] It's in character, but he's only thinking it. [Sammy] That's the golden text you see on the wall if you use the seeing tool

[Henry] My Luck is 68, I don't know what y'all are doing! [Jack] We're spending Luck so that we'll fail! [Sammy] BEING UNLUCKY! I've barely spent any Luck, I'm just NOT A LUCKY GUY

[Henry] Oh, Avedon's here, [GM] There's a gunshot, and he tries to shoot Fowler! [Joey] Um, well, uh, whoops!, rest in peace Fowler! [Sammy] Yeah, that'll sort itself out, let's go! [GM] Moonlight seems to reconsider from telling people to grab you guys, to grabbing Avedon instead. [Joey] Oh! THANKS AVEDON, your sacrifice will, not be thought about in the slightest!!!

[Sammy] Is... weird question, does this room look like it matches the architecture of the rest of the house? [GM] [GM] [GM] ...make a sanity check.

[Sammy] It would be a like, Come on Jack, do you know where you are, shake it off, snap out of it, kind of thing. [GM] Why don't you make a... a.... oh boy, [Sammy] One of my REALLY persuasive social skills?

[GM] This probably just registers to Jack as, Sammy griping about a party, which isn't that strange. [Jack] Yeahhhh, he wants to leave. He always does that. I wanna stay at least a little longer! [GM] That just means it's Jack's job to find them something fun and good to do. [Sammy] Oh boy, [GM] I don't think Jack is being compelled to be aggressive about this necessarily, he just feels like he's Jack at a party, doing the things Jack normally does, and trying to have a good time! [Sammy] Ah, and everyone else is being weird, [GM] Yeah! Everybody's being really weird! You're at this nice party, and now you're in this weird room? The party's back there somewhere! [Jack] I mean not that he's opposed to bein' dragged into side rooms at parties by cute boys, but,

[GM] The table looks like a table that Henry has in his house, actually. [Sammy] Have I ever been in Henry's house? These are questions I didn't expect to need to ask tonight.

[Sammy] Jack, this is weird! You see this is weird, right?! [Jack] Well yeah, it is kinda weird that we're in-- what are we doing here? [Joey] Joey is going to grab Jack's arm, and point to the next door, and go "Party is this way!"

[GM] Peter looks worried... [Sammy] Sammy looks worried too! Well, Sammy looks angry, but in a worried way.

[Joey] Joey is going to scream frustratedly. [Sammy] Is there ink in this room? [GM] There is not. [Jack] Is there a party in this room? [GM] Definitely no, only the party you bring with you.

[Joey] Joey is going to scream again. [Joey] He's also going to kick the door. He might stub his toe. [Sammy] Through all this, Joey is smiling. I just need us all to remember that. [Joey] YES. Also his tail is furiously going. [GM] Bendy is also upset! There is nothing to eat here.

[Joey] Joey is going to try to feed Bendy some ideas, [GM] He doesn't want ideas, he wants food!

[Joey] So.... what happens if you fumble a sanity roll?

[GM] See, here's the silly part. At this point, right? At this point, the best place to do the tasks you want to do, involve either getting the stone out of the room with the safe, or having the staff that Henry is currently holding. [Sammy] So you would arrive, by completely different means, to the same place that we are! [GM] Clearly Joey is inside the safe.

[Jack] Bad and naughty Joey Drews get put in the safe to atone for their sins!

[Henry] Henry is going to channel his inner Joey Drew and round the corner and say "No, sorry about him, we're just here on inspection, we need to check the safe." [Henry] Which is probably a Fast Talk, which I hope it isn't, because my Fast Talk is a 5. [GM] Unless you wanna try to turn that into a persuade somehow? [Henry] I'll do Persuade! [GM] What are you doing to persuade them, rather than just lying? [Henry] *rolls* I failed... I'm gonna push it... [Sammy] *uneasy noises* IF YOU PUSH IT AND IT GOES BAD, IT GOES WORSE [Henry] AH! HAHA! I ROLLED A SIX! [Sammy] THAT'S STILL NOT LESS THAN FIVE! [Henry] WELL IM DOING PERSUADE! [Sammy] That means you have to NOT LIE! [Henry] ....Fuck. [Henry] Okay, uh, there's an emergency, we need the contents of that safe. [Sammy] THATS STILL A LIE??? [Joey] NO actually, THAT'S TRUE! [Henry] It IS an emergency!!

[Sammy] Sammy cannot believe that this is working.

[GM] Bendy does wonder what his plan is for getting out of the safe. This does not seem like a fun party place. [Joey] Um, [Joey] Joey says it's a surprise.

[GM] Henry, the safe does indeed open! And there's a Joey! [GM] Bendy says "Oh wow!" [Henry] Henry tries his best to keep a straight face, like yes! this is exactly what he came here for! [Sammy] (Sammy is NOT keeping a straight face) [Jack] (Straight? In this party?)

[Jack] He's probably saying something like, "What are you doing, he's one of us!" [Jack] And that could go either way. That could mean "No, he's chill, I will persuade you to stop!" Or that could mean, "We are also criminals!"

[GM, as the guards] Then why does he look like the Yellow King's messenger? [Henry] *not missing a beat* We get that a lot.

[GM] Something falls from the sky and lands in front of him. And it's a person! [Joey] Is he alive? [GM] Very much not. [Sammy] How... how Illusion of Living canon-compliant is this Joey...?

[Jack] So... it would probably occur to Jack that this is weird for a party,

[Henry] Joey don't touch it! [Joey] Why not? [Henry] There's runes around it. I don't know if you can touch it. [Joey] Joey's gonna touch it. [Henry] *long-suffering sigh* If you get zapped, I'll tell you I told you so!

[Jack] Jack really wishes we were just back at the party right now, you guys... [Jack] Only bad things have happened. [Jack] Pete's traumatised, Joey's goopy, the Lurker ate all of the snacks,

[Sammy] Can I try to break free from Henry? Sammy's gonna try to run over there. [Henry] At this point, Sam can go, if he wants. [Sammy] Okay, cool. Then Sammy's gonna go and put ink in his mouth! [Henry] Goddammit. I was hoping you were going to check on Joey!

[Joey] You can’t take all of the sanity hits! You have to leave some for other people! [Jack] Says you! You got so many temps!! And an indefinite!!

[GM] Bendy probably is complaining loudly about WHY DID HE WALK THROUGH THE RUNES??? [Joey] Oh! I thought he was going to complain about the party, or lack thereof, [GM] That’s part of not having fun at the party, he’s not into that! [Joey] Well, [GM] This is not a fun party activity!!

[GM] But he doesn’t think it will destroy either of them, if you do it right! [Jack] That’s a nice, way to end that sentence,

[Sammy] Let us hurry! May I take the stone? [Joey] Joey shrugs. [Sammy] Sammy will, uh, attempt to reach inside of... whatever this is, and find the stone. [Henry] Reach INTO your LOCAL boss, and you will find A Friend And Boy,

[Sammy] Is there anything in this room that I can pick up, and then hit him in the head with? [GM] Henry has a stick... uh....there’s a projector.... [Sammy] Can I pick that up? [GM] No, you cannot. [Sammy] It would be REALLY funny if Sammy dropped a projector on someone else’s head. [Sammy] HOW THE TURNTABLES!!!

[GM] ...Can you impale with a rocking horse...???? [Sammy] I don’t want to impale, I want to knock him in the head so he passes out!!! Rest your head, it’s time for bed!!!

[Jack] I don’t think Jack has any plans after this! [Jack] I meant that in the sense that he doesn’t know what he’s doing next, but the way I phrased it, now it just sounds like he’s hitting on Fowler, like, he doesn’t have anything to do after this, are you free? That’s not canon.

[Joey] I don’t know how this will go, [Sammy] Good luck! [Joey] But Joey would like to-- [Sammy] Sammy believes in half of you! [GM] w-which Sammy? wHICH HALF?!

[Jack] I know you said “note.” But my brain at first processed that word as “milk.” [Henry] *laughing* “Did you get my milk, Fowler?” [Jack] He drank the last carton and he didn’t buy more! [Sammy] “I’m going to the store, want me to get anything? *jumps into the lake*”

[GM] Combat Jack! [Jack] *exasperated* He’s not a Combat Boy! Jack is soft and warm, like mashed potatoes!!!

[GM] Norman is wondering to Henry if he oughta be concerned about you all getting what you want out of this. [Henry] .....Maybe.

#call of cthulu: haunted hijinx #joey drew #sammy lawrence #jack fain #when in doubt just keep drawing #tHE PERMASMILE IS MY FAVOURITE THING #we're getting close to end of scenario but boy howdy is everything getting [bass-boosted carmeldansen noises]

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Okay obviously feel free to pick and choose if you don't feel like answering them all but Polycule telepathic bond, Rory and Rose are besties, Wolves are predators, and 11 hanahakai all sound so 👀👀👀

I'm going to tell you about all of the ones youeantioned because I could literally talk about my wips for hours XD

So Polycule telepathic bond is a Nine/Rose/Jack fic that was supposed to be set during the season one finale and then turn into a season 2 rewrite where Jack is with ten and Rose. It also severs as a sequel to this fic that I posted a few months ago, although Polycule has existed for longer. Note: most of this was written ages ago and I haven't proof read it so there will be grammar issues

Stop thinking about them. It's all her mother and Mickey want her to do.

But it's impossible. She'll never be able to stop thinking about them when she can feel their bond stretched taut and tight across the 198,094 years between them.

It pulls at her focus, keeping her distracted and uncomfortable through all of her mum's and Mickey's attempts to get her to be present.

Something happened to Jack. She's not entirely sure what, and she refused to consider the possibility that he- no. He can't. But she barely made it to the toilet before she threw up what little food was in her stomach from... when was the last time she'd eaten? Kyoto, probably.

They'd had dinner, gone back to the TARDIS. She could remember being pressed between Jack and the console as he kissed her neck and whispered about wanting dessert. The Doctor had come up behind Jack, she'd watched his mouth open to say something- and then she'd woken up on satellite 5.

Rory and Rose are Besties is one where Pete's parents lived in Leadworth and Jackie would send Rose up there in the summer to get her out of the city.

So Rose spent every summer running around with Amy and Rory but she always got along with Rory better and Amy had Mels to entertain her anyway.

But that's just the back story part.

"What day is it?"

"July 7th, 2007." The Doctor bit out.

Rory perked up instantly. Rose was still alive. He could- he could go get her and bring her to the TARDIS. He could keep her safe. Make sure she lived through the disaster to come. He made the decision, racing out of the doors with both Amy and the Doctor shouting after him.

"Where is he going?" The Doctor demanded, turning to Amy.

Amy swallowed as she realized where he was off to. "He had a friend growing up. She came up every summer to spend time with her grandparents. She died today. I expect he's going to try to save her."

"But he can't, it would create a paradox!" He eyed the TARDIS doors warily, weighing the risk of going outside. "He's supposed to be the reasonable one." The Doctor groaned

Wolves are predators is sort of a joke fic because in asylum of the Daleks, the Daleks refer to the Doctor as "the predator of the daleks"

"The Predator of the Daleks will be deployed. The Doctor will bring us the Predator." The white Dalek shrieked and the Doctor turned to look at it.

"You don't have a Predator, and even if you did, why would they turn off a forcefield for you?" The Doctor demanded. Daleks asking for help was one thing but Daleks sending him on a fetch quest? Preposterous.

"Because you will have no other means of escape." The Dalek emperor said as calmly as a dalek could say anything. Bit unsettling, that. Reminded him too much of Dalek Caan.

"May I clarify?" Darla cut in. "The Predator is the Dalek's word for the Bad Wolf."

Going pale surrounded by so many daleks probably wasnt a great course of action but it was all the Doctor could do to stay standing. "What did you just say?"

"Bad Wolf. Otherwise known as the Abomination or the Predator of the Daleks. We need you to get it and take it into the Asylum."

And 11 hanahkai started out as a crack fic and then became angst as I thought about it.

Basically, 11 does something bad and decideds that there's no possible way that Rose would be able to love the person he's become. But he still very desperately loves her. So he gets hanahakai. And it's not exactly like he can just pop over to the other universe and ask her how she feels.

So he has to come up with a solution to keep living because he likes being alive and all that. So he makes himself an inhaler with round up inside. Because his time lord biology can keep it from poison him, but it does hurt the plants.

In retrospect, the signs should have been obvious.

The persistent, lingering cough that had stolen his breath and made him ache down to his toes, the strange, floral taste that lingered in his mouth like he’d been chewing on flowers.

But Time Lords were supposed to be immune to all this nonsense. And he’d been sure that he was, until now. And even still, it didn’t make sense. All of his experience with this particular affliction stressed that only unrequited love triggered the pollen. And he knew for certain that the only person he was in love with returned his feelings. Or well, she had returned them the last time he’d seen her. Yes and what had come after that? A snappish voice replied, reminding him of the many mistakes he’d made since losing her for good. He’d nearly murdered a Star Whale for Rassilon’s sake, not to mention all the Time Lord victorious nonsense.

At the time it hadn’t mattered, he’d been so blinded by the grief of losing Rose all over again, and then to lose Donna right after… it had been too much and he’d lost himself.

And now he was scrambling to pull himself back together, in a new body that he hadn’t even wanted to regenerate into.

I don’t want to go

He hadn’t recognized himself, towards the end. And he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about what Rose would think

#doctor who #my fic #i got an ask!

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Title: Superscript WC: 1100 Episode: Demons (4 x 06)

When it comes to the murder of Jack Sinclair—when it comes to all the wrangling over the nonsensical idea that there are ghosts in the world that require wrangling—what she is doing is perfectly sensible. She, as usual, is doing her job. What he is doing is . . . kind of extra, even for him. She wonders what that’s about.

She can only wonder about it part time. She does, after all, have a murder to solve. And not only is she clearly not going to get any useful help from him on that front, he has managed to turn one of her actual detectives to the dark side. Ryan, whom she suspects of getting a sizable under-the-table allowance from Dad for obsequious supporting roles played and annoying services rendered, has fully defected to Team Supernatural. Add to that—or subtract, rather—the time that Esposito is spending whining about little brother getting to play Ghost Hooky, and Team Rational is not operating at fully capacity.

And still, she siphons off a little focus to wonder why he’s so intent on horror movie explanations—and why she’s feeling a little sharp about that. The two go together, the way his mood and her mood so often do, don’t they?

These, at least, are all in good fun. or they’re mostly in good fun. He stays up all night writing a ghost story on the flip side of her murder board, and she rolls her eyes about it. She plays the decidedly not obsequious role of the Fun Police, as though she doesn’t find it endearing when he knows that he’s in for torture—he knows that there is a back-to-reality bitch slap in his near future—but he can’t contain his excitement.

This, she thinks, goes beyond that dynamic, though. She could write it off to just him and the time of year. She could take the fact of him staying up all night—alone, in the precinct—to be this year’s wandering through a graveyard in suspenders. But it seems like it might be a little extra.

For one thing, the shit gets real when it turns out that he’s drunk her coffee—and his coffee, and what? Did he wander into the street before dawn in some kind of fugue state to get them? Then it gets very real indeed when he fails to fulfill his sacred vow to make her a replacement coffee before he and his favorite son head off in the Mystery Machine to pointlessly interview the former tenants who were credulous enough to get scared off from the very unhaunted McLaren house.

That whole incident, she supposes, puts caffeine deprivation on the table as an explanation. It’s possible that there’s nothing extra here in reality, it just looks that way through the glare of her ocular headache. But that explanation doesn’t satisfy once she has finally bent the damnable cappuccino machine to her will.

He is not just stumbling into the bitch slap with his enthusiasm for the supernatural. He is courting the bitch slap. He is sassing her about being too busy solving her murder to follow-up on the lead his Ghost Hooky date with Ryan yielded and implying—actually implying—that he’d rather hop right back into the Mystery Machine than ride with her to take down a grifter of interest in the murder of their mountebank. He is showing up, unannounced, on her doorstep to spout jargon and smugly ask how her solo canvas under the Team Rational banner went.

It is all very definitely extra, so she turns around and puts a little extra in her own push back. She snickers about proton packs and makes him beg before she says it—I ain’t afraid of no ghosts. She shoots him the mother of all smug looks when Detective Smith wonders what kind of jackass would buy the demon storyline that Matt Benton apparently tried to sell. And even as she delivers shot after shot, she can’t help wondering why it is they’re pushing and pulling a little more forcefully than usual.

The demon storyline, much as she’s loath to admit it, knocks something loose for her. The demon storyline is where they—against all odds—intersect, she in her quest for mundane, completely off-this-world explanations, he with the ghost story he’s writing on the fly.

Matt Benton is—or was, as it turns out—a demon. They both have to look away from the photos of Melanie that tumble out of the domestic complaint file they dig up. They both find the floor in Pete Benton’s office suddenly fascinating as the man’s voice cracks and he doesn’t know whether to be relieved or horrified that his brother did not, as he has believed all these years, brutally murder the woman he himself had once loved.

Addison Smith is a demon. A man charged with protecting people—a man who had seen in the flesh what the two of them have to look away from in two infinitely removed dimensions—stands there snarling about everyone else’s guilt. He stands there in the middle of that hideous, patterned floor that has so recently been rendered all the more awful with the wild, violent spray of Jack Sinclair’s blood, and would have the world believe that everyone else is at fault.

It’s pure evil. It’s the devil’s handiwork they’re standing on now, they’ve been wandering through lately, from Brian Hayes, impaled on a sculpture, to the carelessly brutal disposal of Jane Herzfeld’s body, from Tyler Faris, split in two, to the Lester Hamilton-less pool of Lester Hamilton’s blood—it’s a lot.

It’s a lot on top of everything that isn’t a crime scene, isn’t a mystery to puzzle out, him leading with wild theories, her tugging them back to earth. It’s a lot, and this—his push and pull, his sass and her bitch slap—is how they cope together.

And in the end, she’ll take the finishing touches he puts on his ghost story. Matt Benton was a demon. Addison Smith is a demon. Those are facts from Team Rational and they suck badly enough that she’s willing to play Ghost Hooky. with him.

She’s willing to agree that Jack Sinclair very well might have nudged some things on this mortal plane to give them an assist when they most needed it. Jack Sinclair very well might have gotten something like justice for himself from beyond the grave.

Everything has sucked lately. Everything has extra sucked. So just this once, she’s Team Supernatural.

A/N: Racing against the lack of morphousness in my old, constantly crashing laptop at 4 AM. Like you do. There is no morphousness in this ghost story.

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#Castle #Caskett #Castle: Season 4 #Castle: Demons #Kate Beckett #Richard Castle #Kevin Ryan #Javier Esposito #Fic #Fanfic #Fanfiction #Fan Fic #Fan Fiction #Writing #Tell Me More

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your caine art is so gorgeous!! kind of a silly question but what movie genres do you think the “gone” kids would watch?

Aa thank you so much!!! I'm so glad you like it

This is such a great question and is perfect timing as I've just got back from my film class. Here are my ideas:

Sam: I don't think Sam is really a movie person so, this is a bit of a cop-out, but I don't think there's any particular genre that he likes. He spends most of his time surfing. The only reason I'm willing to admit he has at least seen A film is because he took Anna to the cinema for their date. (Also the film was definitely Surf's Up, 2007. And no I will not take any criticism on this)

Astrid: Astrid is definitely one for documentaries. And this girl will watch documentaries on EVERYTHING (even open-heart surgery). She also has a secret soft spot for kids films as she watches them so much with Little Pete. She likes how easy everything is. There is a right and a wrong and its clear and obvious what it is. If you ask her though she'll never admit to it.

Quinn: Comedy. I love this boy but I just know he spends his evenings watching Adam Sandler films. That being said, he is open to a wide range of comedy including rom-coms and chick-flicks. He likes to dip into different genres, but really comedy is his thing.

Edilio: Edilio would mostly stick to Spanish-speaking films. Probably comforting family-friendly films that he can watch with his family. But I also think he would have an interest in old cartoons (think thundercats or trap door). They're easy to watch, family-friendly and can be useful for learning English. (I know that Trap Door is an English cartoon but shhhh I'm projecting)

Little Pete: Little Pete doesn't really watch the films that Astrid puts on for him. I think he just likes the experience. Being near her without her talking to him or touching him. He can experience the safety he feels around her without the sensory issues that can sometimes come with it. That being said, I think he would prefer the cartoons with muted colour schemes and softer soundtracks. Maybe Tim Burton?? As opposed to the more colourful Disney films she puts on.

Caine: Did somebody say crime films?? The Wolf of Wall Street, The Godfather, Nightcrawler. He likes to imagine himself as the leading man and he genuinely believes that he could do it better than the actual character. He also watched The Great Gatsby once and thought it was a good romance.

Drake: I think it's mentioned that one of Drake's favourite films is Saw ll?? And I definitely think he'd be into horror, but he would have no respect for the genre. He likes cringey, gory horror (which in of itself isn't a bad thing) but with particular love for any horror that involves the unnecessarily graphic assault of a woman. I also think he would really like Michael Bay and Joss Whedon films. Now that I think about it, he probably likes Tarantino as well.

Diana: OK so this one was tricky but I feel like Diana is, very secretly, a dark fantasy fan. She likes Guillermo del Torro and one of her favourite films is The Witches. It's the perfect blend of cynicism and escapism that just really hits the spot for her.

Jack: Jack is a sci-fi and high fantasy fan. Does it have magic?? He'll love it. Space tech?? He'll love it. He is definitely a fan of the big ones like Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter and Lord of The Rings. But, and this may be controversial, I don't see his liking superhero films. He finds them too cliche and simplistic.

Orc: Orc doesn't get to choose what he watches a lot. He usually just has to watch the crime shows that his father puts on. But when he does get the TV, he's a big action fan. Think Terminator style films. He has also seen Die Hard upwards of 10 times.

Howard: Howard likes cult films. And a good Zombie movie never goes amiss. He hasn't gone a single Christmas without watching Gremlins and David Bowie in Labyrinth was his sexual awakening.

Dekka: Dekka likes a wide range of genres with no particular favourite. She leans more towards foreign films, indie films and experimental just because that's where she finds the most lgbt representation. After the FAYZ, she would be introduced to Ava Duvernay's work and would fall in love. If she's looking for an easy watch though, a good slasher never goes amiss

Brianna: Brianna has never, in her LIFE, been able to sit through a full film. However, if her parents order her to sit down for 5 minutes and just be quiet, adventure will always be her choice.

Mary: Mary likes chick-flicks. They're feel good films that don't require much thinking. They make her feel good about herself and give her some much needed entertainment. Also John loves musicals. I have no reason for this, it's just true.

Lana: Dark Comedy all the way. It just fits her personality so well. She enjoys the humour. She enjoys the aesthetic. And she kinda feels like she's rebelling against her parents in a minor way. What she will not tell you is that she is also a sucker for a well-written romance film.

Dahra: Hear me out here. Historical films and period dramas. Not sure why. I just get The Vibe. She loves Pride and Prejudice (as she should) and just finds historical films incredibly interesting and entertaining.

Albert: Albert is another one who likes documentaries. Definitely after the FAYZ he would focus more on business documentaries. But I think before, he would mostly just watch whatever his mother was watching. Which would include a wide range of interesting topics.

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Peter is very cuddly after sex, loves to take care of you. He’ll be a little nervous when you first start dating and exploring your sexuality together, but as time goes on and the more confident he grows, the better he’ll take care of you. Peter would definitely run a bubble bath and sit in it behind you, just holding you against his chest.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Peter is a sucker for your tits. Don’t get me wrong, he can appreciate a good ass or pair of legs, but there’s just something about your tits that he can’t get over.

You’ve grown to love his abs. You never knew Peter without them but after hearing about how he became Spider-Man and that the abs just kinda appeared, you love them even more.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

As Peter’s favourite body part of yours is your tits, it’s pretty obvious that he loves to cum on them. Especially when you’re getting him off with your boobs. Though, he does go fucking crazy when you suck him off and swallow.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

One time when you were on vacation with your family, you’d sent him a mirror selfie to show him your new bikini, and Peter jerked off to it that night and never told you.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Peter met you in his second year of college, so before you, he’d been with two, maybe three people. He knows what he’s doing and what makes a girl feel good, but he didn’t have the confidence to be a cocky shit. Now, however, is a very different story.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Peter. Loves. Doggy. There is nothing better for him than watching your ass jiggle as he pounds you, and he knows he hits deeper that way. Although, he also fucking loves it when you ride him and he can see those pretty tits bouncing right in his face.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Peter is goofy in general so you best believe he’s also a little goofy in the bedroom. But that came with him not having a whole bunch of confidence about his experience when you first got together. Now, it’s still goofy and humorous sometimes, but he also snaps into Dom mode a lot of the time.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Peter is pretty well-groomed. He keeps a little hair down there but it’s neatly trimmed and he has a pretty little happy trail too. He tends to take pride in his manscaping.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Peter is incredibly intimate. He craves love and affection and when he’s buried deep inside you, he loves to just watch you, to feel you completely. He’s also a planner, so when a special occasion, like a birthday or anniversary, is coming up, he gets rose petals, candles, music, the works. He just likes to show you he loves you and how special you are to him.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Peter’s still in college and though it’s his last year, finals are crazy and you’re both busy a lot. It’s also pretty hard to get together when you both have roommates, so it’s very common for Peter to take to the showers with his trusty right hand and a suggestive picture of you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Peter is a massive fan of lingerie. He’s not sure what it is, maybe the fabrics and how pretty they look against your skin, but it turns him on every time. He’s not entirely sure it’s even a kink, but it’s definitely something he thoroughly enjoys.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

You’ve done it in some strange places. Showers, kitchen counter, behind the bleachers, locker room, Professor Larden’s classroom. But sometimes it’s nice to just fuck in a bed. Though Peter’s favourite was definitely that time in the back of his car.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

As mentioned before, lingerie. He fucking loves it. Peter also has a thing for red lipstick. Maybe it’s how it looks against your skin or the way it looks smudged around the base of his cock. Either way, if he sees you in red lipstick, it’s an instant boner.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Peter would never hurt you or use any form of degradation. He’ll tie you up and lightly choke and spank you, he’ll call you a naughty little girl, or a brat, but he’ll never call you a slut or cause you any pain.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Peter honestly loves both the same. Whenever your mouth is around his cock, all he can think about is burying his face in your pussy, so it’s not uncommon that you’re almost always in a 69. And he knows exactly how to get your legs trembling and you screaming his name like it’s the only thing you know.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Peter tends to be quite slow and passionate... he’s all about making the moment last and enjoying every second of it. Though, times when you’re being extra bratty or just really need a good railing, he’ll fucking obliterate you and burn your ears with filthy words.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Since you’ve been together, almost every time has been a quickie. Bathroom stalls, showers, behind the bleachers, janitors closets... all times a quick 10-15 minute fuck. There have been those rare occasions where you have a room or house to yourself and you spend all night getting lost together, but being in college and under a lot of stress makes that a lot harder.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He’s pretty risky in the sense that most of the time, you’re fucking in near public and there’s always a high chance that someone will catch you, and you have been caught more times than you can count. Peter will experiment a few things with you, like bondage and exploring kinks, but only if you’re 110% sure about it.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Due to Pete’s Spidey abilities, he can go All Fucking Night. His recovery time is so fucking impressive that he tends to get a little whiney when he has to wait for too long for you to get your bearings intact again. He also lasts a long time, like a long time. You’re always bound to cum at least three times before him, unless you’re in a rush then a blowjob has him coming undone within minutes.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

You have a vibe and a dildo stashed away in your dorm that you use when Peter can’t come over or when you just really need a good release. He found them one time, in your underwear drawer and your roommate just happened to stay out that night. Now, if he’s at your place and your roommate’s gone, Pete holds the vibe against your clit and fucks you with the dildo.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Peter isn’t that big on teasing. He likes to see you squirm and beg but you never really have the time for it. It’s more subtle teasing during the day, then when you’re alone getting pretty much straight to business. But, all that changes when you have the entire night to yourselves and you can take your time together.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s pretty loud. Soft whines are how it starts but then they turn into full moans and groans that he tries to stifle into the side of your neck. They’re the most incredible, orgasmic sounds you’ve ever heard though. And the first time you heard him really moan, you came on the spot.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

One time, you were sucking Peter off under the covers in his dorm room, and his roommate walked in mid-suck. Peter panicked and fluffed up the blankets so no one would see you under them, while you kept on sucking and licking. Three minutes later and Peter came while his roommate talked about apples.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Pete is packing nicely. He’s thick and long and oh so delicious. I’d say he’s on the average side, maybe a little over and he fucking knows you’ll bow down to that dick any day.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It never used to be very high. I mean, he was a typical teenager so it was at least a little high, but as he started getting further into college with you, he became more infatuated with all the things you could try.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Peter cannot sleep until he knows for sure that you’re already sleeping soundly. Maybe it’s just his protectiveness, but he can’t fully relax until he knows you have.

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