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[youwouldntdownloadapizza]

The Pleasures of The Unknown | Kate Middleton x The Unknown (Glasgow Wonka Experience 2024)

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When Kate Middleton mistakenly ends up at a magical chocolate factory in Glasgow, she finds herself drawn to a mysterious cloaked figure with a penchant for dark chocolate.

pairing: Kate Middleton x The Unknown (Glasgow Wonka 2024)

rating: 18+, minors DNI

word count: 1.2k

tags: crack, crack treated seriously, crack fic, smut, mild smut, finger sucking, chocolate, sex and chocolate, light BDSM, choking, thigh riding, rpf, bald harry styles, balddry, infidelity, glasgow, willy wonka experience - freeform, glasgow willy wonka - freeform, Balmoral, british royal family, unhinged innuendo

chapter warnings: smut, infidelity

Kate Middleton stared at her bangs in the Buckingham Palace bathroom mirror.

"I can't go out like this," she complained to William. "The Sun will rip me a new one!"

"Kate, my dear," he kissed her on the cheek, turning to lean against the counter. She continued tugging at her botched fringe until he took her hand. "It's just hair. It'll grow back."

"That's rich, coming from you."

William looked down at his royal bunny slippers with a frown. Even they had more hair than he did. Perhaps he should have them fashioned into a wig. He'd have to ask his frenemy, Harry Styles, for wigmaker recommendations.

"I don't know what to do." Kate looked up at her husband with tears in her eyes. He wiped them away with his royal hanky.

"I do," he smiled. Sliding his hand into his back pocket, he produced the royal AmEx.

"Take a holiday, Kate. Go to Balmoral or Hollyrood for a few weeks. Grow them out. Maybe even get that BBL you've been talking about getting. Scotland is a great place to recover from surgery. What with all the free healthcare and all, innit?" he said Britishly.

"You're so right, William. I'll leave first thing tomorrow."

---

Kate double-checked the address her husband had given her as she stepped out of her royal Uber Black.

"This can't be the right place. Balmoral was never this colorful!"

The cabbie rolled down his window. "Don't worry, ma'am, this is Willy's place! Be quick and get inside, it's looking like rain."

With a soft 'innit', the driver pulled away, and Kate was left on Willy's doorstep.

She assumed 'Willy' was short for her husband 'William', but as she entered the foyer, she began to have her doubts. The place appeared to be some sort of magical chocolate factory.

Although sparsely decorated, the place maintained some air of whimsy. Well, less of an air, more of a spritz, but clamato, clamato.

"Soo la voo," Kate shrugged, walking beneath the sparkly, styrofoam rainbow and towards whatever fate awaited her here.

"Ahh, more guests! Welcome!" A depressed-looking woman in a green wig approached her.

"Here, compliments of Willy," she said, sliding a plastic cup containing a splash of what appeared to be sparkling lemonade into Kate's left hand. Into her right went a single jelly bean.

"What is this?" Kate asked.

"Our welcome gift to you! And only $40, such a deal."

Kate supposed $40 was a fair price for such splendor. After all, if bananas were $10, this was surely worth four times that. She popped the jelly bean and washed it down with the lemonade.

"Carry on down the hallway. Your future awaits."

Kate left her luggage and her empty cup with the so-called Oompa Loompa and proceeded down the bare linoleum hallway. That uncanny-valley candy landscape tapestry really ties the place together, she mused.

A voice greeted her at the end of the hall.

"What. Is. That?" A blonde man in a red top hat and coattails pointed towards an unassuming mirror.

Why, that's me! Kate Middleton! Kate Middleton thought to herself.

Kate nearly leaped out of her skin when the creature emerged from behind the looking glass.

"It's...THE UNKNOWN!!"

That's when Kate fainted.

When she awoke, her head was spinning. "Where am I?" She asked to the blackness that surrounded her.

A deep voice answered her. "You're in the walls. This is my home. My own dark chocolate factory."

"Your what?" Kate asked.

As her eyes adjusted, she realized she was in a small bedroom combined with a confectionary workspace, almost a studio apartment of sorts.

"My dark chocolate factory. You see, Willy Wonka seeks only to pump this world full of river-churned, high-fructose, milky delicious bullshit. What I aim to create is something far more sophisticated. Far more complex. And far, far darker."

"Oh? Might I try some?"

"Why of course," the silver-masked, black-hooded creature pulled back its sleeve to reveal long, nimble fingers.

He crossed to his chocolate worktable and dipped his index and middle fingers into a whirring chocolate fountain. The creature stalked towards her, extending the sample.

Kate leaned towards him, but froze. "Before I suck on your fingers, I should probably know your name."

The creature angled his head, as if considering her. "I have no name. I am only...The Unknown."

Kate's heart raced in her chest. That chocolate, those fingers, it all looked simply divine. And if William could be unfaithful, why couldn't she do the same? She deserved it, just this once. As a treat.

She opened her mouth, and The Unknown slid his fingers past her lips. She sucked deeply, the flavor sliding across her tongue and down her throat, the complex flavor and intensity of the delivery method sending shivers down her spine.

"Are you cold?" He asked.

"A bit," Kate admitted.

"Well then," she could hear the smirk in his voice even if she couldn't see it on his face. "Perhaps I'll have to warm you up myself."

Kate bit her lip. "Would you...put your willy? In my chocolate factory?"

His fingers closed around her throat. She drew a sharp breath.

She could feel his breath as he whispered in her ear, "Forget willies. Forget chocolate factories. Allow yourself to submit, to embrace the pleasures of The Unknown."

Kate let out a shuddering breath as she gazed up at that shiny mask. She didn't know what lurked behind it. She didn't care.

She kissed him then, the plastic of his mask hard against her soft lips. And then she was sprawled on the bed, his knee between her legs, and she was grinding against him.

"Oh, The Unknown!" She moaned.

"Please, there's no need for formality. Call me The."

So Kate did. She sounded like the gilded first word of a sponge's term paper as she wailed his name over and over again, into the dark stillness of this secret room behind the walls.

"I'm close," Kate moaned.

"Good girl."

He leaned down to kiss at her neck. The rough edges of the cheap mask scratched at her sensitive skin, but she didn't care. She was lost in the pleasures of The Unknown.

It was the hair that brought her to the edge, something her husband could never give her. The chemical scent of his cheap, black wig filled her nostrils as she rode his thigh, dangling there on the precipice.

"Ohh!" Kate screamed as she came, her thighs shaking with pleasure as she clenched around nothing.

A low, satisfied chuckle rumbled at her throat, and she swooned. After all these years of marriage, William had never rocked her world like this masked stranger just had. As they lay there together, she slipped into the chocolatey darkness of slumber, utterly content.

---

When Kate returned home, butt bigger and bangs longer, William had wanted to hear about her experience in Scotland.

"What was your favorite part?" He asked.

"I learned a lot about myself on this trip," she told him. "But the most valuable lesson was in learning to embrace the pleasures of the unknown."

"See, a little uncertainty is good sometimes!" He teased, tugging on her much-improved bangs before giving her a soft kiss.

"Mm," he smacked his lips. "Tastes like chocolate."

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[dawnoftime22]

all the things I shouldn't.

| W.M -> N.R

Undeserving of a Love Like Yours, Chapter 9

Chapter Warnings: sleeping problems, this chapter somehow contains going to sleep three times in detail and R raving over sea animals (aka me writing and raving about sea animals) half not proofread

Summary: After dealing with the appearance of a memory you once thought had been long gone once ago, you get a message from the redhead, asking to go out once more.

Series Summary: When you're stuck in a complete hole of confusion and hurt with the one you thought you loved most, a certain redhead finds her way into your life.

Word Count: 6.3k

Category: Fluff! (teensy hurt/comfort)

A/N: I feel like I'm making these way too long? but the chapter would feel like it has holes without it having the small little details so :') just tuck yourself in cozily and enjoy<3

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| Started on 13/04/2024, 1:39 PM |

| Finished on 29/04/2024, 12:26 AM |

Masterlist | Series Masterlist | N.R Masterlist

<- Chapter 8 Chapter 10 ->

"take the risk. who knows what lies ahead of your path?"

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-- a week later...

The bedroom was bright from the open windows, air flowing in naturally through the space. It was quiet, other than from the distant gentle snoring of Kate sleeping in the living room, your door being mindlessly open.

You were not in bed, but reorganizing your closet, having gotten home from the mall with Kate and some new clothes. The gentle fabric of each shirt brushed against your skin with your touch.

There were music playing in your ears, making you nod your head slightly to the beat and hum, making sure not to sing too loud or something so you wouldn't wake up the sleeping archer.

You were about to finish up, but a box in the corner of your vision catches your eye. Just above all the clothes.

It had been sitting there for days, yet you somehow hadn't noticed until now. It was brought with you when you arrived, but you didn't put much thought to it, thinking it was just your old belongings.

Upon closer inspection with a step forward, you knew it wasn't the box you were supposed to grab. You push open the closet door further, then push yourself on your tip-toes to reach it. With the pull of your fingers, it soon goes into your hold.

The top was slightly dusty, so you brush it off with your hand, about to open it, but then taking a pause to sneeze. Your face contorts into a slight grimace as your eyes trail up, tilting your head so you can peek to see if Kate woke up.

The only movement visible was Lucky shifting slightly in his own sleep, while Kate had her arm hanging off the side of the couch, Lucky's fur just tickling her hand. She was still asleep.

With a soft sigh of relief, you look back down on the box. There was nothing written down on it anywhere, so it only made your curiosity grow.

You walk to your bed, opting to place it on there. It made sounds of clunking and was just a teensy bit heavy. When your fingertips gently grasp the lid, you hesitate, but go in for the dive anyway.

Once it was opened, your eyes widen slightly, and it confirmed your suspicions of it not being yours. Or...half yours. Inside, held stacks of custom CDs, writing, and paper on the cases and within them. Some, not even having anything but a case.

Your heart raced as you read some of the writing, but you try your best to ignore it. Beside all the CDs sat an old portable player, one that was yours. Technically you didn't get the wrong box, but you were supposed to only grab the cd player.

A flicker of your eyes makes you stare at the discs once more. It was nearly getting to your nerves with how much she was following you around. But...something about it only wanted you to linger.

You shouldn't play one.

Yet, you couldn't help but grab one of the cases and open it. The writing was on the disc for this one. Blue marker on the front with a smiley face. It wrote, 'Roadtrips!' and your initial with Wanda. The disc had rainbow rays, reflecting back light from whichever way you angled it.

The lid of the player opens with a bit of fiddling, and you insert the CD. With the earphones plugged in and placed in your ear, you click play.

...Nothing.

You check the player, flipping it and clicking play again.

Ah, the batteries. Too bad, you should just turn around now by putting it back and never touch the box again. Yes? No, instead your eyes catch exactly two batteries, hiding between the cds and the wall of the box.

The world was tempting and teasing you, its almost making you crazy. Your hand reaches in and grabbed them to then place them into the battery compartment.

A breath goes out from your lips, your fingertip atop the button before you press on it. The white noise and the sound of the disc moving quietly sounded out.

As the starting melody played, it was like a knife first poked at your chest, then utterly, slowly, goes in to stab your heart.

This one, you would sing at the top of your lungs with her while you were in the car, going anywhere in the world. Just you, and her, and nothing else mattered. God, you missed those moments.

Your fingertips traced the others, moving them with a few noises as it hit against one another. The others, baking...dancing, some albums...and just playlists of songs you both loved, mixed together. What were you doing?

Quickly, you pull out your earphones, making it fall down to the bed. The music was now distant, quiet. But realizing you could still even hear it, you pause it.

A breath you didn't even know you were holding left your lungs. You shouldn't have done that. When you heard some sounds from the living room, you try to be fast with putting everything back in the box except for the player.

But the movement was only Lucky, your eyes watching him pad off to his bowls in the view of the doorway.

Your eyes falter of any panic and your shoulders relax as you went to store the box of memories back in the closet.

A few steps took you to your door, leaning yourself against the frame to peek and see if Kate was still sleeping. She was indeed. You supposed she had gotten tired, either from laughing, joking and simply having fun, or she was exhausted from doing her archery practices and going out with you.

Nonetheless, you check the time, having noticed the windows showing the sky going into a gradient, and the clouds evaporating.

It was 7:15 PM. You nibbled on your lip as you thought it over. You'll deal with everything else later. The task of organizing of your closet was finished anyway.

You close the bedroom door with a gentle shut, turning back around to face your room and go fall into the comfort of your bed.

As time went by, a yawn from you passes with it, and you switched your position all you could, picking up a book, or even tried to focus on your phone, but then you give up on everything and just decided to simply lay against the soft mattress.

Soon enough, your eyes grow heavy, and your vision grew darker. The daylight was also starting to fade away, and it added further to the luring sleepiness. Your fingers curled up and you closed your eyes, slowly falling into deep sleep.

As you were unaware, the sleep that was expected to be a few minutes of a nap, turns to hours, and you didn't even get to see the moon for the day.

Sometime later, you open your eyes in a half-awake state, noticing it was still daytime. Well, to you. It was actually now morning rather than afternoon as you checked your phone. A sigh leaves you.

Your eyes linger on your closed bedroom door. You only curled up further. You don't want to get up yet.

No one had texted, called, or gone in your room, so what's the point? Your tired eyes close once more as your breathing stayed soft, slowly going back to sleep while the house was quiet.

The hand of the clock moves slowly, yet the hours went like nothing as your mind rested.

"Y/N. Hey, you have to wake up." A gentle voice said next to you as you felt a shake on your shoulder. You groan, getting your peaceful time disturbed.

Kate watched as your splayed out arms moved as you shifted yourself to see her for a split second, your eyes barely open.

"What time is it...?" You murmured, the words barely even making sense to Kate, but to you it did.

"What?" She asked softly, confusion obvious in her voice while you yawned, turning to rest your cheek on the bed. She notices the sleepiness in your eyes when your face appears in her view.

"What time...is it?" You repeated slowly, trying to be clearer and raise your volume just a tad more. Your eyelids fell back to a close, too. Kate raises her eyebrows, crossing her arms as her concern grows.

"Its eleven. Come on, wake up, shower." She gestured with her hands, but you couldn't even see her. You made a sound that only convinced Kate it was going to take her more than that to get you to wake up or even get out of bed.

When she waited for a few seconds and you didn't answer or move, she offers with something that could hold more interest. "I'll make some waffles for you. You want some?"

Still, quietness came from you. You've gone back to sleep.

Gently, Kate reaches out and places her hand on your shoulder once more. "Hey." She swipes her thumb in a gentle motion, not wanting you to get mad at her for bothering you or something.

She then sighed softly.

Kate's eyes roam around the room, trying to see what could have possibly made you like this, but found nothing. Maybe you really were just tired. But the afternoon time staring back at her on your clock told her the chance of it being the latter, was starting to go down.

"If you don't get up, you're gonna lose the chance to have some tasty waffles." She says melodically as she leaned one hand on your bed. Her constant talking and gentle movements had you rousing from your sleep, and with the smallest step forward of getting you up, her concerns went lighter, but it was still there.

"...Did you get more messages?" She asked, her tone more serious now. You had a feeling if you didn't answer this time, she might just drag you all the way to the kitchen.

Kate knew about the countless messages from the brunette you once knew. The many times she's said to just block the contact were millions, but you didn't have it in you to lose the connection completely.

You roll over to lay on your back, your arms above your head as you blinked slowly, taking in a breath to come up with a reply. She waited patiently, although her eyebrows were furrowed.

"No, it's..." You trail off quietly with a sigh, your voice groggy from the morning. Kate pauses her thumb's movemensts on your shoulder, and you look at her more properly.

"I don't wanna get up." You go for a half lie. Kate thinks it over. Technically, if she needed to, she could bring a plate to you as you sat in bed, but that would only encourage you to stay in bed further on.

She also didn't want to force anything out of you, so she treaded carefully, but it didn't stop her from her determination to at least pull you out of this thing you entrapped yourself in. Even if its only been a few hours.

"Well, you're gonna have to. Unless you want me to carry you to sit at the dining table." She said plainly, but you didn't budge. The thought to even move slightly felt like a work on your energy.

Kate then slowly took steps backwards, getting farther away from you, and instead closer to the door. "Okay, I'm gonna have waffles without you! The sweet, soft, and crunchy ones that basically melt in your mouth!" She said, slowly turning around.

You shouldn't stay in bed.

And you decided you wouldn't.

"No, wait!" Your voice finally comes out slightly higher in volume than the barely audible one, but with a soft tone.

Kate turns around and raises an eyebrow, a smile playing on her lips. You, on the other hand, pouted.

"...Don't finish without me." You whispered now, and Kate just about heard it, but it still had her smile widening. Her eyes watch you deflate on the bed before you push yourself up with your hands and slowly getting out of bed.

She walks to the kitchen with you following behind her, your fatigue visible within your movements. You hear Lucky's collar clinking gently that came with the brush of his body spinning around your legs.

Kate already had the meals ready, her hands only holding the drinks to place on the dining table. Your hand met Lucky's head for a moment before you join Kate at the table, looking to see what she had.

The plates held waffles with some fruits on the side. At the mere sight, your stomach was already grumbling.

You took your seat, getting comfortable. The plastic chair didn't help much with the ache in your body from sleeping in bed for too long, but the atmosphere of how the sunlight was gently going through the windows while the birds outside made shadows put up a peaceful feeling.

"Here," she hands you a fork, and you took it, about to dig in your meal, but your eyes brightened when you realize she had gotten another fork than only keeping a single one at her apartment, your head turning to look at her.

"Yeah, I got another fork, all your problems are solved now, I know." She said playfully, lightly nudging your shoulder. You giggle, starting on your waffle.

The breakfast-- Or brunch, as it was afternoon, goes smoothly with comforting quietness. You were finishing the last bite of your toast as you had your cheek rested on your other hand, your elbow on the table.

Kate turns off her phone, setting it aside to put her focus on you. She leaned closer to the dining table, looking at you closely.

"Are you sure you've been okay?" She asked gently, scraping the last of her waffle and putting it in her mouth, pulling you out of your spaced out state.

You nod, taking in a breath before responding. "Yeah, it's just a lot on my mind." The words came out like a breath, your eyes fixed on the table as you think it over.

"Well, it won't hurt to share. Come on." She folds her arms, pushing her empty plate forward gently as she waited for you to continue.

The crows ledged on another building within the view of the window cawed, and you stared at it, trying to come up with words while you did so.

"I...met someone," you said quietly, your eyes slowly meeting hers. You decided to give her the more positive news first, not wanting to mention the CDs you found just yet. Kate raises an eyebrow, curious as to it being someone new, or someone the two of you knew.

"Who?" She asked, eager due to your face lightly coming with a reddish tint. If she didn't focus much on your face for the sake of the conversation, she would've thought it was the sunlight.

"She was the person I bumped into when I was on a walk with Lucky...and at the airport," you said slowly and quietly, analyzing the look on Kate's face to then flick your gaze away. She stayed silent as she listened on to you, her mind searching for anything especially significant.

"Her name is Nat. She's...nice..." You shrugged, trying to play it cool as Kate slowly smiled. If you didn't look away, you might've thought to have to comment she looked like the cheshire cat from alice in the wonderland.

Not wanting to share much more with her, knowing she might get too excited, you only said, "And she's cool." You then purse your lips, your eyes going down to your plate.

"Cool? Just cool?" A smug grin replaced the smile growing on her face, but she didn't push further, already satisfied that you were still somewhat open to other people.

"Well, if that's all you're going to say, okay, but I need to know more later." She tilted her head, playing around with her fork and pushing the bit of syrup on her plate.

You nibble on your lips, thinking if you should give her the information you found out earlier, but you also wouldn't want to see it every times you opened the closet.

"I also found a box from Wanda's house I accidentally brought," you started, nearly not wanting to say it as Kate's eyes flickered to you, her form perking up slightly to sit properly. Your eyes flashed a moment of pain at the mention of her name, but it faded away.

"A box?" Her face scrunches up in confusion, trying to remember the day she helped you grab your things out from the car. There was a single box she remembered picking up, but she was unsure if it was the one you were talking about.

She inhales gently, and when you didn't continue, she asked. "What'd it have?" Her face held concern, preparing herself for whatever could be coming next.

"CDs. They're custom...I don't know what to do with them." You let out a gently, and quiet sigh. That mostly explains why you've been in bed for so long. Kate placed her fork back down, looking at you.

"Well, if you don't want them, we can sell them." She suggested with a gesture of her hand, trying to help you get rid of them.

"Or, if they have good songs, give some to me." She said plainly with a shrug, a small smile on her face. You laugh softly, and she thanked everything that you were at least somewhat fine...for now.

"Yeah, it's a good idea. And...I don't know about you holding my ex's old CDs." You narrowed your eyes, to which Kate's eyes widens.

"I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to!" She shook her head and moved her hands back and forth, adding to her expression, and you only giggled.

"I'm kidding, you can have some, but just don't play it in front of me." Kate's face and posture relaxes, and a smile wasbon your face as you pushed your chair back and grabbed your plate, going to the kitchen to place it in the sink.

She followed behind you, doing the dishes with you. The rest of the day went by peacefully, laughs shared as the two of you taught Lucky some new tricks.

You've also put up the CDs in a store somewhere with Kate's help, some of them lended to her when she found some of her favorites.

Then days, weeks, turn into months later, filled with small teary nights, movie nights with ice cream, meetups with...the redhead here and there, and your world slowly brightening.

As of late, your mind couldn't help but drift back to the redhead, the memories shared with her that was somehow growing rather than stopping at all.

In a cafe, the two of you sat, enjoying each other's company as the smell of coffee and baked sweets filled the air. You can see her glancing over every now and then, taking in the sight of your profile.

Oftentimes you would end up accidentally looking into her eyes a little too long within the car, and the both of you catch it, but you never took it too far than that, or even perceived it as actual feelings.

At the beach, a lake. She had the same color of eyes as her, her eyes luminescent from the glowing sun. But hers...hers are different. They hold a greener look with a tinge more brown at the iris, and oh, so soft.

The night was quiet other than the tapping of the water somewhere in the bathroom and the humming of the AC. You didn't feel a sense of sleepiness. Really, you just wanted to stare at the darkness.

The comforter around you kept you warm, and the position you were in was as comfortable as you could get. You tried putting your hand out to the edge of the bed, letting it rest hung over the side...you probably shouldn't do that.

As you realize you were too close to the edge, you exhaled slowly and pulled your hand closer to your body once more, moving yourself to the middle of the bed.

Your eyes stare at your phone, the screen facing down.

You shouldn't.

But you picked it up anyway.

Your fingers found the messages to Nat, your eyes seeing the old messages as you searched your thoughts for some words.

Are you still up?

You sent the message with a bite on your lower lip, leaving a mark. Thinking you shouldn't have sent a message so late in the night, you gripped your phone tighter and decide to leave it on the bedside table, nearly regretting disturbing her.

But then your phone lights up on the nightstand beside you, and your eyes widen in surprise, quickly going to grab it.

Yeah. Why?

I can't sleep, and I'm bored :(

Well, I have good news for you.

good news?

Are you free tomorrow?

I think so

Do you wanna go to an aquarium with me? :)

Your eyes blinked at the screen for a moment, trying to make sense if your sleepiness invaded your brain and you imagined it or if it was actually real.

Then, after a few seconds of registering it and deciding, you quickly type your response, a smile on your face.

YES?!?

Now, go to sleep.

okay, okay

you too.

Now, you almost couldn't sleep at all, your last drops of energy fueled by the excitement for tomorrow.

But it soon dies down, and with no warning as you close your eyes once more, you fell asleep easily. The room was quiet, and if you were still conscious, you'd notice it would only be white noise and your gentle breathing.

You slept peacefully, Kate doing the same in the other room with Lucky. The room grew in coldness with the night, causing you to curl within your sleep. Slowly, the moon fades away and the sun starts to rise.

The stir of your body and waking up was fatigued and hazy, a big yawn coming from you as you rolled on your back. You stared at the ceiling for a moment before your eyes widen with a realization dawning on you, the memory of last night reminding you of the aquarium.

You jump slightly to a sitting position, and then regret it at the fast pace, making you dizzy. You absolutely did not let the blood in your brain flow back naturally.

After gently shaking off the daze and letting it fade away with a couple of blinks, you sit for a few seconds before now slowly moving to get out of bed.

You followed your morning routine, showering and everything, but this time with excitement filled in your veins. You forgot you even struggled to sleep last night. Some messages were exchanged with the redhead for the plan of how you'll get to the aquarium, and you agreed on her picking you up.

Kate was already out the house, having told you the day before that she was visiting a friend and possibly even doing a sleepover. She did invite you, but you weren't interested.

As you start to put on your shoes, your phone dings, and your hand goes to grab it, turning it over so the screen was visible. The notification shows a message from Nat.

Hey, I'm in front of the apartment.

Your eyes widen and you finish up quickly, standing up to open the door. The light outside hits you, making your eyes squint, but it spots the black car pulled up near the side of the road when you went out the apartment.

You wave at her, and the corner of her lip raises up as she rolls the window down, sliding her sunglasses down to look at you more clearer.

"You ready to go?" She nodded towards you and you mirror her movement, being more than ready to go to the aquarium.

Nat's eyes look over your appearance for a moment. She was about to close the window but then remembered to ask, "And you got everything?" Her head turned to look at you more.

"Yup." You nodded once more as you went to round the car from the front and sit in the passenger seat. She had closed the window back up now, glancing at you to make sure you had your seatbelt on.

"Seatbelt," she murmured, putting the car in drive. You smiled and grabbed the seatbelt, clicking it in for your safety.

Her eyes focus back on the road once she saw you safe and comfortable in the seat, her hands firmly on the steering wheel as she made her way through traffic and turns on the road to get to the destination.

The drive was quiet, filled with gentle music. You can see the sunlight casting the warmest glow over everything in the car, including her striking orange hair that honestly only seemed soft now.

When you arrived, she opened the door for you right as your fingertips barely even brushed against the car door handle.

Getting in was easy, the line not being awfully long seeing as it's not their busiest day of the week. They gave free packets of yogurts to each ticket holder, but you already had yours open, while Nat was saving it for later.

Her hand held a camera, and you noticed it in the corner of your vision, your lips tugging up as you realize she was reviving the old hobby she had. She took pictures and videos of the sea animals, while also sneaking in some memories of you.

You start walking through the big spaces. In the corner of the room, held a big map of the entire aquarium, from sea animals that live in the colder regions, a shark zone, the exotic section, and the small fishes.

There was an ongoing show of the otters, the staff member in the enclosure feeding them fishes and having them do tricks as they excitedly move to snatch their food or swim in the water.

They talk about facts of the otters through the segment, making many other kids and people in the room beside the two of you captured in the moment.

After that was done, you were headed to the more colder region first, seals sitting on the right side while on the left held bunches of adorable penguins.

Nat smiled gently at you, her eyes all focused on your beaming face instead of the penguins.

"Nat, look!" You gently shook her shoulders, making her turn her attention to the penguins more properly, her eyes watching as they jumped and swam, while others waddled.

"Yeah, they're adorable." Just like you. That's what she wanted to say. Just like you, the penguins were adorable. But she only chuckled softly as you gently leaned into her from the side.

The footsteps and sounds of talking echoed through each hall and room with the gentle sound of some water going down a made up waterfall.

You gasped as you saw the sharks, swimming around gracefully. They were swift with their tails moving back and forth gently.

Black tip reef sharks, nurse sharks, lemon sharks...it held most of the more known ones, but nonetheless, you were more than happy to see them.

Nat kept you close, maybe even a little protectively as you both looked through the shark zone, watching as some of them circle around in their tanks until you make it to the end of the area.

"Whoa..." You slowly walked over to the stingrays, where you can watch them from above. At least, the small baby stingrays. The bigger ones were on the sides, accompanied with some turtles.

Nat was also admiring them, seeing how the stingrays moved across the floor and slid on the rocks. Some were even camouflaged within the sand, while others hid within plantation.

You were now in the more exotic section, and Nat had to hold back a laugh when she sees you getting scared at the sight of a huge japanese crab, although she was smiling, she also would not want it near her either.

The neon lights inquired with each animal of their color, the jellyfish being a pinkish purple as it majestically floated around in the dim lighting. It was aglowed, within a circle tank.

Sometime in the big trip of exploring the aquarium, you and Nat went to the diner that was marked on the map, grabbing something to eat and drink so you wouldn't get tired.

Afterwards, your journey continues, and Nat had to change her camera's battery to her backup one, thankfully having remembered to bring it.

You were seeing the smaller tanks now, seahorses, baby crabs, shrimps and starfishes on the entire wall. Each held their names and types, giving facts of what exactly they are.

"That one looks like you." You point at a orange starfish, sitting on the rocks. It nearly seemed like it was hiding. She was expecting a cool looking fish or a shrimp, but when she follows where you were looking and your pointed finger, she gasped and lightly slapped your shoulder.

"No, it does not!" She exclaims, staring at you. You giggled, finding her reaction to be amusing.

"The hair, come on." You gestured towards the orange starfish then to her, your eyebrows raising in question for her agreement, while hers raised in a challenge.

"Just 'cause it's orange?" Her voice was nearly more higher pitched, but her face was scrunched up in utter disbelief.

The moment passes by lightly with a few more laughs and distractions of the other fishes showing off their unique colors.

You pass by some eels too, octopuses, and a giant gar that shocked you. You followed it while its long body swam forward, and Nat shook her head gently.

Soon enough, you reach to the end of the aquarium, the end of the journey a little bit saddening, but the amount of things the place held was satisfying. Nat had just the right amount of batteries for the entire trip, too.

There was a souvenir shop at the end, as always. Within it had keychains, plushies, and some snacks available to take home. You had to run your finger through some of the plushies. They seemed to fluffy and soft not to touch.

Nat had bought you a keychain of a mini plush orca, and your heart melted at her memory of remembering your first proper meetup.

Outside, the sky was orange, the clouds dissolving as the both of you made your way back to her car. You had really been in there for that long?

Nat gets in the car with you, setting her camera safely in the center console. Your eyes follow her movement, and you went to reach for it.

"No," she gently pushes your hand away while at the same time, wearing her seatbelt, and you pull your hand back to your body with a pout.

"You'll be able to go through it later." Her lips ghosted the smallest hint of a smile, and you tilt your head in curiosity, but you didn't question it as she started driving. Maybe her battery had died entirely? But you had seen her turn it off earlier with some energy still left.

After minutes upon minutes of staring out the window, watching the skies fade deeper into darkness, the car soon arrives to Kate's apartment once more.

You stood in front of the door as Nat waited for you, making sure your surroundings were safe so she knew you went inside intact.

"Ah..." You sighed gently as you look through your pockets, trying to find the house keys. Nat curiously looked to you, her expression growing with concern.

"I...forgot to bring my keys." The words were said quietly as you turned back to her. She had made sure you had everything before the two of you went too, but none of her face had any judgement.

"You don't hide a spare one anywhere?" She asked gently, looking towards the carpet in front of the door or any other places that could have the key. You purse your lips, putting your hands in the pockets.

"My keys are the spare keys." Your shoulders go down in defeat, now your mind definitely remembering how empty your pockets felt aside from your phone.

Nat paused and stepped back in front of you, her quietness being in thought while her eyebrows furrowed.

"Well...isn't Kate home?" She knew it was a low chance with how you had not reached for your phone at all, and the apartment being dark.

"No, she's at a friend's..." You shook your head, biting your bottom lip gently as you stared off at her car with the engine on behind her.

"...Do you want to hang out at my place until we can grab the keys or when she comes back?" She asks nearly hesitantly, yet in very high hopes that you'll accept, especially not wanting you to be alone or anything.

"Uh...well, I mean..." You stutter slightly for a moment, your eyes meeting hers as you thought over. A gentle cold breeze flowed against your body from the night air, causing you to shiver.

Then, you took a breath in, "I don't really have any other choice, so, if it's okay with you, yeah." Nat's eyes soften and she nods, turning to her car once more, making sure you were following behind her.

The car doors close with a gentle shut, and you settle down in the seat once more, getting comfortable as you didn't know where or how far her place was.

She turns down the AC, having noticed your shivers, and also turned up the gentle music so it wasn't entirely silent.

Your eyes grew heavy though anyway as you rested your head against the backrest, and the streetlights that passed by was starting to blur and fade into what was bothering, to now something that lured you to sleep.

The red light makes her stop the car for a moment. When she looked over to you, her eyebrows raise, but she wasn't surprised.

She gazed at your sleeping form, her eyes trailing over every feature your face held. The red light and the streetlights even added on to your face.

She shouldn't stare. Especially not when you were asleep. What if you had woken up? When the light turns green, she continues driving, shifting in her seat slightly to gather herself together.

It wasn't actually much of a long drive, only 20 minutes or so until she arrived to her place. Nat unclicks her seatbelt and took a deep breath, looking over to you once more.

She doesn't want to pick you up or anything, knowing all too well it might just be too out of your comfort zone together. Instead, she goes to reach her hand out and gently shake your shoulder.

"Hey," she whispered softly, making you slowly stir in your sleep before waking up, a small noise coming from you. You look at her in a haze of sleep, and she smiled softly.

"We're here," she unclicks your seatbelt for you before turning down the music so it didn't bother you, but being patient for your response.

"Sorry I fell asleep." You whispered, your voice quiet and husky from your rest. She shook her head, dismissing your apology as she turns off the car.

"It's fine. You were tired." She said gently with a reassuring look before opening her car door and going out to get your door for you.

When she did, she also helped you out, not wanting you to trip or anything within your sleepiness. With you out, the car door closes.

You yawned softly and closed it with your hand while Nat grabbed her keys out from her pockets.

The lamppost's light illuminated your faces, the streetsign just barely even showing 'Sixth Avenue'.

"You know, you do really look like that starfish." You said quietly, blinking away sleep as you took in the streets of her place, to then your eyes landing back to her.

"Nope." She said softly with a gentle pop of her lips and a shake of her head, going through her keys to find the one for her apartment.

"Mmhm." You hummed and nodded, urging her to agree whilst you took some steps and leaned forward. She leaned back slightly, but paused her movements.

Her hand then falls, the keys falling back all over on the keyring but still between her fingers. She turns to you, her eyes searching your face.

She takes a deep breath, "Well, I think we can both agree on one thing." She said in a whisper, but even if she spoke in a low volume, the quiet area had your voices being audible. Even the noise of the gentle wind or a loose poster hitting something being hearable.

Your eyebrows raise in question for her to continue. You stood up more properly with your brain fully waking up, but now you saw how close you were.

"That our eyes see the same thing." She said, taking a step forward. Your breaths could be seen from the cold air, and you felt her warmth, making your cheeks flush just slightly.

"...And that is?" your words were quiet under your breath, almost not even audible as you gazed at her with your heartrate going fast as if you were in a high speed chase.

Her eyebrows furrow as she searches a word in her mind for an answer to the feelings swirling in her. She found a simple, obvious one, but pushed the word away.

She decides on "...Something," As her lips were just a whisper away from yours. You shouldn't lean in closer...it was too soon. But why shouldn't you anyway?

end of chapter 9. <3

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[criminalmindswhore]

Family Affair Ch. 1

An Emily Prentiss x Reader story that will be angsty. TW: mentions of violence and murder, homophobic parents and people, child abuse You stumbled into the BAU not prepared to see your family on the screen. What happens when the family you left behind is dead and your new one is responsible for catching their killer?

You were born into a family where love was earned. Perfection was expected and if it wasn't perfect, it wasn't accepted. You did every extracurricular activity possible to please your parents. Theatre, track, singing, Honors Society, but it was never enough. Even when you graduated top of your class at Yale and then got into the academy. The day you left for Yale there was a huge blowout fight which resulted in you being cut out of the family. 

"Dad I don't want that life. I don't want to come back to this town with the same rude people and run this business." You threw your last bag into your car and slammed the door. Your dad hot on your tail as you walked back inside the house. "You don't have a choice. You either do that or don't bother coming home." You came to a full stop in the entryway, taking a deep angry breath. You pressed your fingers against the bridge of your nose. Your dad sighed, "We love you Y/N and we want what's best for you." You turned towards him and scoffed, "What's best for me, isn't in this run-down town." There was a lingering sadness between the two of you. You knew you couldn't continue to let them treat you this way, and he knew he was losing you.

 "Dad, I need to move on. I can't live in this house anymore it's full of pain for me whether you acknowledge it or not. Kate and I both see it. Mom sometimes does." Your voice softer, almost scared of his reaction. He stood with his arms crossed and feet planted firm, you continued, "Everyone my age hates me, you hate me, there's nothing here for me anymore." Your dad was set off by this, "We don't hate you Y/N! If we did we wouldn't have let you go to Yale and offer to pay for your groceries while you're there." You took a step towards him, "There was nothing you could have done to stop me. I'm on a full ride and I don't need your help." He shoved past you, "You're never gonna make it past freshman year." You paced through the space ranting, "I have been nothing but successful my entire life, what makes you think I can't handle it? Because you won't be there to yell at me or hit me when I get a 97 instead of a 100? Because you won't be there to force me to go to church? I have made something of myself from nothing with no support from you. You have never said you're proud of me once." He grabbed a beer from the fridge, he was yelling now, "I did so much for you! I'm the reason you were so successful!" You scoffed at him, "The reason I'm successful is because I feared for my life when I wasn't. That's not helping, that's trauma. That's why I never told you guys about her." 

The words left your mouth before you could stop them. He stopped walking around and looked at you, your blood ran cold with fear. "Her?" Your brain went blank, you couldn't think of one thing to say to save yourself. "I knew you were one of them. Get out of my house and don't come back." 

Your alarm blaring in your ear jolted you from the most amazing sleep you have ever gotten. "Fuck this." You turned it off and groaned as someone knocked on your bedroom door. "Come in!" You rolled over in your bed now face down in the pillows. "Good morning sleepyhead, I made us coffee and breakfast for the road now get up." Your roommate Garcia threw a throw pillow from the couch at you. You picked your head up and glared at her, "What the fuck Pen?" She smiled at you, already wearing a full face of makeup with her rainbow robe. She closed the door and you rolled out of bed. Dragging yourself into the shower. You loved your job but there was nothing you loved more than sleep. For some reason, your parents were heavy on your mind during your shower. You haven't spoken for nearly 7 years. Your last conversation on your college graduation day. They called to tell you they wouldn't be attending followed by some dumbass excuse. Not that you really wanted to see them anyway, it had been 4 years at that point. Now you were in the FBI, working towards your doctorate. After making yourself look put together and professional you trotted into the kitchen where Pen was sitting waiting for you while she read some new romance novel. You grinned at her music choice this morning, Lana Del Rey. You grabbed your Yale travel mug from the cabinet pouring coffee into it. You turned to Pen, "You ready miss thang?" She giggled, "Y/N you gotta stop flirting with me or Morgan's gonna have some competition." She stood up grabbing her purse and coffee cup. 

The energy was off from the second you two stepped off the elevator onto the BAU's floor. Hotch was standing at the glass doors waiting for you. The team already gathered in the round table room. Hotch pulled you aside and told Garcia to join the team. She shot you a smile before trekking up the stairs. "Hotch what's going on? Is this about me using the word soggy in the report? I couldn't think of a better-" "No Y/N, it's about your family." Your heart drops to your stomach, you suddenly feel weak. "Hotch, don't tell me." Tears sprung in your eyes, all he did was look at you with sympathy. You took off into the round table room, "Y/N don't." You dropped your coffee seeing the pictures on the screen. Images of your parents dead, hands missing. Everything was spinning and the team sprung into action. JJ clicking off the screen, Emily standing up to grab you. Garcia grabs your bag from your hands and picks up your cup. "No, no, no, no." You kept repeating yourself slowly sinking to the ground. Emily was holding your waist to safely lower you down, "Y/N look at me, look at me." You looked at her face and she grabbed your hands once you were safely sitting. "Breathe, force the air in." You didn't even realize you hadn't taken a breath. 

After a few minutes you had calmed down, swallowed your feelings, and stood up. "What happened." You demanded rather than asked the team. Hotch went to speak up, "Y/N you don't want to-" "Aaron, tell me." You glared at him. You knew that town better than anyone in the room, they needed you still and everyone knew it. He took a deep breath, "Found this morning in one of their restaurants by your sister. Hands are missing which is why we were called in. Cause of death is a bullet to the head." No one spoke as you processed. You swallowed the bile that was creeping up your throat and took a step towards Garcia looking for some kind of comfort, she understood and grabbed your hand. "There's a lot of hunters in the area, they would know how to take the- um, hands. My dad was well-liked in the community, and the same with my mom. I wasn't but I haven't been back in over 10 years. My sister never left, she went to community college and then started working for my dad. Is she in protective custody?" Hotch nodded. "Y/N you aren't allowed to work this case but we will be using you as a resource. Wheels up in 10." Rossi gave you a long, tight hug on his way out the door. The team knows you aren't huge on touch so they all gave you a shoulder pat. Other than JJ who stopped in front of you, "Can I give you a hug?" Her voice was full of sadness, and you nodded. She wrapped her arms around you in the Y/N." 

You sat on the jet at the table, Emily beside you, Hotch and Rossi across from you. You were listening to them throw around theories and you filled in with information about the people and town when needed. You weren't completely present, memories of childhood flashing in your head. The bad was taking over the good and you were struggling to find reasons to be sad. You felt psychotic sitting there looking for something good to miss about them. Sure you always wanted them to say they were proud of you, or come to your wedding but the chances of that happening, alive or not, were slim to none. 

Emily placed her hand on your knee sensing the turmoil in your head. Hotch's voice brought you back to the jet, "When we land Morgan and Reid go to the crime scene. Rossi and JJ I want you to go to the medical examiner, Prentiss, and Y/L/N will go with me to the station. Y/N your sister is waiting for you there." Everyone nodded, a thick tension in the air. No one knew details but they all knew you left and never looked back. On top of your parents being dead, they all knew coming back was going to be a lot for you. Emily softly spoke, "Y/N, don't bottle this up okay? We understand it's okay." She gave you the softest, sweetest smile. The last thing you needed was the crush that has been brewing for over a year now to fuck with your head but at this moment you could almost feel love coming off her words.

You walked into the station and spotted her immediately, dropping your bag on the floor and running to the room she was in. "Y/N!" She jumped up and wrapped her arms around you. "Hi, Kate." You pulled her close to your chest. She shook with sobs, from the sadness of losing your parents and because she missed you so much. Tears finally slipped from your eyes, "I'm so sorry I left you behind Katie." She pulled away from you and wiped your tears, "Shut up dude. I told you to." 

"Y/N please go to Yale. I will be okay, I promise. Dad hasn't laid a hand on me in almost a year. You know I can handle this." She sat up to look at up you from the end of the bed. The two of you were lying in opposite directions on your bed, your room packed up into boxes around you. "I just don't want you to have to do this alone," you spoke honestly. She crawled on the bed to lay beside you regularly, "I won't be alone, I have my friends and the dog." She smiled at you, a sadness in her eyes. "I will miss you but you worked hard for this. You deserve to get out of here, god knows I won't. One of us needs to escape." It was your turn to glare at her, "Don't say that, you'll leave this fucked up town too." There was a comfortable silence around you two as you soaked up your last night together. 

You smiled at her, happy to have your little sister in your arms again. You pulled her back to your chest, "I'm so happy to see you again loser." She giggled. She sat down on the couch again, pulling her sleeves over her hands. "Y/N promise me you guys can find the person that did this." She looked at you with pleading eyes looking for answers, you sat beside her. "My team is the best, they will find them. I promise you." She sniffled and swallowed. "I don't know what to even do. Obviously, I'm sad but with our childhood, it's hard to process this." You nodded, "Trust me, I understand. I felt like a crazy person on the plane ride here. I don't think there's one way we need or should feel right now. It's gonna take time to figure out how we feel, but I'm here now. We'll figure it out together." She smiled slightly before a tear slipped down her cheek. Kate reached out to grab your hand, "I'm really glad you're here Y/N." You shivered, "I have mixed feelings." 

Just as you started to feel less horrified of being here there was a knock on the door, and you heard a voice you haven't heard since senior year of high school, "Y/N, can we talk?" You turned on the couch to see Amber Jones standing at the door, badge dangling off her belt. You nodded, patted your sister on the knee, and stood. Prepared for the conversation you've avoided for a decade. 

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[miraclesabound]

A Thing for Angels

Merry Christmas, @toxicanonymity! I'm your secret Santa for the Pedrostories 2023 Holiday event! I hope you enjoy your gift.

Summary: You and Dieter spend your first night together after a lovely Christmas date. It turns out you two may have more in common than you realize.

Pairing(s): Dieter x F!Reader, mentioned Dieter x Anika x Kate

Notes: This is my first time writing Dieter, and I hope I did our racoon boy justice. This is set after the movie, so Dee is trying to stay sober, but he and Anika and Kate are doing the poly thing, both inside and outside of their trio. Reader is mentioned to be like Anika in some personality ways, but doesn't have to look like her.

Warnings: Mentioned past alcohol and drug abuse, fingering, oral sex (f!receiving), slightest bit of edging, missionary PiV sex, aftercare, description of injuries, Dieter already being a bit lovestruck, mention of the pandemic

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Anika and Kate had found their local chapter of sober poly events last month, and while they’ve both had plenty of dates, Dieter had been worried that he would strike out if he went to an event alone. Thankfully, at tonight's holiday gallery, he had met you – gorgeous, charming you. He briefly thought he might know you from somewhere, but even if he couldn’t place it, the two of you had a fabulous evening. Now, as you’re pulling him through the door of your house and into a bruising kiss, he knows he’s going to be thanking his wife and his lady for their diligence for weeks to come.

He doesn’t blame you for wanting to go to your place, not his – you’re dressed in a gorgeous outfit, but you’d mentioned near the end of the gallery showing that your feet were killing you. Dieter, as much as anyone, knows how important it is to get home and being able to relax. The relieved slump in your shoulders as you break away from him and get out of your heels doesn’t surprise him at all. You’d mentioned that you used to work an active job, and you’re still not used to not wearing sneakers all the time.

Your smile is somehow even more dazzling than it was at the gallery. “Well, this is the homestead,” you tell him. “It’s not the biggest, but it’s affordable and in decent shape.” Dieter sees what you mean. This apartment is small, but he can see that it’s well appointed and that you have a good workspace. There’s even room for a nice artificial Christmas tree that you’ve decked out in rainbow lights and candy canes.

“Need me to help with anything else?” he asks. You nod, and he moves behind you, helping you shrug off your coat and scarf. You’d worn a rather daring shirt tonight, and Dieter doesn’t miss the opportunity to nibble and bite at your neck once it’s exposed to him.

You giggle at his affections at first, but the laughter morphs into a low moan as Dieter trails his hands down your front, one cupping your breast and the other holding your belly. You’d known what the plan for the night was; Dieter had been upfront with you about that, but there’s a world of difference between anticipation and actually having a pair of competent hands on your body.

You can feel the warmth of Dieter’s breath as he chuckles against your neck. “You like that?” he asks. “You gonna be wet if I unzip those jeans and touch your pretty pussy?”

“Why don’t you find out?” You mean for your voice to come out sultry and husky, but the sound is more whining and desperate than you would have liked.

Dieter doesn’t seem to mind, and with practiced fingers, he gets your jeans open and pushes them and your underwear down your hips. You would worry about stumbling, but Dieter has a strong arm around you. “I gotcha…and how ‘bout that…” He takes a finger and slips it between your pussy lips. “Knew you’d be soaked…”

He knows that if he really pays attention, he could get you off right here in your front hallway, but you’ve invited him into your home – the least he can do is attend to you properly. As you whine in his arms, he rests his chin on your shoulder. “Can we go get comfortable?”

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Comfortable apparently means that within five minutes, you’re sprawled on your back, completely naked, gripping your bedsheets tight while Dieter feasts on your cunt. You know he knows what he’s doing, but it’s not just the technique that has your back arching with every swipe of his tongue. It’s the mix of sensations that’s bringing you to the edge over and over again – the coolness of your sheets, the smell of Dieter’s cologne, the way his messy curls are brushing against your thighs…Dieter is enjoying himself too, if the way he’s moaning into your flesh is any indication. “Fuck, you taste good…” he mumbles. “Like…like I don’t know what, but ‘s just perfect…”

“Deeeee,” you moan. “Dee, please, I wanna come…”

“Can you hang on for me, angel?” he asks as he pulls away. He hates withholding anything from you, but he can feel how hard he is and he wants you to get a proper ride out of him before the night’s over. “Wanna give you my cock…”

“Ok…” You scoot back, and Dieter takes the chance to shuck the rest of his clothes and crawl on top of you. In a different context, you might feel like a prey animal being pinned down by a lion, but there’s such a lightness in his demeanor that it’s more like a gentle rain falling on your skin.

“Hey,” you smile, cupping his cheek.

“Hey yourself,” he smiles back, and he turns his face to quickly kiss the inside of your wrist. “You still ok?”

You nod, and his grin widens. “Awesome – c’mere…” He hitches one of your legs around his hip, and you both groan as his cock rubs through your folds. “You ready for me?”

“Yeah…oh FUCK!” Your fingers dig into Dieter’s shoulders as he lines up and slowly pushes inside of you. He’s not so big that you’re in pain, but you always have a slight adjustment whenever you sleep with a new partner. Dieter kisses your cheek in reassurance, still maintaining that careful pace until he’s seated as far as he can go.

“Can I move, angel?”

“Please!”

“Good girl…” With that, Dieter sets a thorough but unhurried pace, feeling how your breath hitches as he passes through certain parts of your pussy. “That the spot?”

“Yes…” that whining edge is back in your voice, but again, Dieter doesn’t seem to mind. Instead he grinds deeper with his hips, making you cry out from the stimulation both inside and on your clit. “Yes yes yes yes!”

“So good for me…” he says, punctuating the statement with another thrust. “Dunno how I got so lucky…can you come for me?”You barely get the words out when you feel the knot pop behind your spine – your orgasm washes over you like a warm bath. You don’t normally come so quickly, but you certainly don’t mind – especially not when the handsome man above you looks like he’s not far behind you. You wrap your arms around him, kissing him deep as he spills inside of you.

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A few positions and orgasms later, you’re asleep after having a nice hot shower. Dieter is staying the night, and he’s looking around for something to sleep in when he sees a photo of you in an EMT uniform in a frame on your dresser.

Suddenly it clicks for him how he knows you – years ago, you and your crew had saved one of his buddies when he’d fallen off a balcony during a nasty bender. George’s face had gotten plenty fucked up, but thanks to you all, he’d been prevented from a more gruesome injury. No wonder Dieter likes you so much – you make him think of Anika, cool in a medical crisis.

You hadn’t mentioned still doing that line of work when the two of you had talked earlier, and Dieter wonders if the stress of the pandemic made you leave the medical field. However, that’s a question for the morning. As he pulls on a large T-shirt and snuggles into bed with you, he starts mentally planning what he can make for breakfast. After all, what do angels eat?

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[incorrectbatfam]

Batfam as band names ONLY (not music)

Dick: The Police  The Butts Band

Jason: Death Megadeth Killswitch Engage Anthrax Rammstein Blood Iwrestledabearonce Hollywood Undead Stray Kids Rage Against the Machine Bulletproof Boy Scouts Grateful Dead Tropical Fuck Storm  The Zombies  Blood On The Dance Floor Fartbarf The Gentle Art of Cooking People The Killers Guns 'N Roses

Tim: Our Manager Told Us That Our Band Name Was Too Long and Difficult to Remember and That We Had to Change it So After a Long Brainstorming Session We Came Up With This One Because All the Other Ones Sucked

Damian: The Eagles Arctic Monkeys Artist vs. Poet Rainbow Kitten Surprise Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Furious George Tactical Nuclear Pigeons Pigeons Playing Ping Pong Horse the Band

Duke: New Kids On The Block King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard  Speed of Light  Godzilla in the Kitchen

Cullen: The Who  Vampire Weekend  Insane Clown Posse

Stephanie: Blondie Deep Purple We Butter the Bread with Butter

Cassandra: !!!

Barbara: The Presidents of the United States of America

Harper: Engineers Nine Inch Nails AC/DC Adult Children of Heterosexuals

Carrie: Parties R Us The Wiggles The Peanut Butter Conspiracy  CANDY  Cookies  The Kids Who Never Learned How to Colour Inside of the Lines

Kate: Lesbian Dopeheads on Mopeds

Alfred: Europe England London Beans On Toast

Selina: Atomic Kitten

Bruce: Papa Roach  The The  Half Man Half Biscuit

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[captain-mj]

I absolutely adore your writing, you got me majorly hooked on PriceGraves and I thank you for that 🫶 I'm offering my first born child and my liver for some hurt/comfort with PriceGraves, you carry the ship so much and ily for that 😭🫶

Cw: pet death, im still working through stuff

Price tapped his pen against his desk over and over again. They were having another meeting to try to work out a deal with Graves.

Unfortunately, they were having to pay him for information. Luckily, Graves really just wanted compensation for his services that were used since Shepherd wouldn’t be paying him if they worked together.

“It’s a huge hit to my reputation if it gets out i told people secrets about my clients. I need to make it seem like he stiffed payment so i had to go somewhere else. Plus, i have to keep my men paid.” Graves had explained the first day of these meetings. “I have proof I’m not getting paid so you guys are going to pay me.”

Laswell and Price were both unhappy about this, it took a lot of strings and desperation, but they got it. This was the last meeting.

And when it was over, Price could go back to John, Graves’s boyfriend, when they hung out. God he missed that. He was tired of having to be careful around each other in case they risked tainting the deal. All words had to be kept professional, couldn’t be caught speaking publicly right now.

“He’s late.” Laswell frowned. “He’s never late.”

Price checked the time and sure enough, it was three minutes past their meeting time.

As if on cue, Mila knocked and waited to be let in.

She seemed tense, barely really looking at them. “I do apologize, Commander Graves wants to reschedule.”

Laswell and Price glanced at each other. “Why? Did he get a counter offer?”

“No. We’re still going through with our deal. Something has come up.”

“Shepherd is loose and could be colluding with anyone. We need the information Graves has.” Price insisted.

Mila tensed her jaw. “I’m sorry, Captain. But Graves is in no condition to continue these conversations. As soon as he's able, he'll be back."

Laswell frowned, picking up on her verbiage. "Is he okay?"

Price's stomach dropped.

"Mila?"

Mila hesitated. "He's not injured. Really, this is something he should handle."

Price frowned and called Graves. No response. "Kate."

"Yeah, John. Go."

He pulled on his coat and followed after Mila who looked embarrassed. "Don't let him know I let this slip. He'll be so upset."

not angry

upset

Price frowned. "What happened?"

"You know Dumpling?"

"His shih tzu. Six years old. Darling little thing."

"She had a heart condition. Some birth defect. It got her last night."

Oh. Oh no.

"She isn't...."

"She died. He found her body when he woke up. Please don't be mad he didn't message you, none of us found out until we went to his room to find out why he wasn't out yet."

As if Price would be mad at him for that.

His poor boyfriend was dealing with this alone. Well. He doubted the Shadows really left him alone. But he still wanted to be there for him.

Mila led him to where the base nearby was. It was a cheap hotel that had been bought by Graves and renovated to fit their needs. Every single door had a small dog door for Dumpling to run around except for the gun area and the shooting range.

Graves had made his room in one of the slightly larger areas, one that had a small kitchen in it. He only ever made himself coffee there, but Price occasionally cooked.

And in his room, he found him curled up tight. A small box sat on the table. It was a simple, plain box. Probably from someone packing. A quick look inside at the fragile body there, unmoving and unseeing. He quickly looked away and back towards Graves.

Oz was comforting him, speaking to him in low voices something that sounded reassuring. About rainbow bridges or something.

Price smiled at him thankfully and then wrapped Graves in his arms. He tucked him under his jaw and felt Graves give a full body sob.

"I woke up and she was just there. Laying on my bed. She wouldn't wake up." Graves sobbed harder.

Price bundled him to his chest and squeezed him. "Get it all out, Love."

Graves buried his face in John's chest and wailed. it was heavy and angry and so loud. Price just held him tighter.

He was trying his best to not cry. Dumpling wasn't his dog, but still, it got to him.

His poor love.

"I raised her. Bottle fed her after her surgeries. I thought I had more time." Graves sniffled and scratched at Price's shoulders like a wild animal.

Oz made coffee silently. He brought a cup to them and Price helped Graves sit up. "Love, it's pretty late in the day. Have you eaten?"

Graves shook his head. "No."

"Oz, get something easy for him."

Oz gave a small salute and stepped back, trusting Price to keep Graves together.

Price rocked him gently, letting him just lay there as long as he needed. He helped him eat, gently bringing bites of food to his mouth and letting Graves eat at his own pace. Tears never stopped streaming down his face, but food definitely helped.

"What am I going to do?"

"I don't know, sweetheart." Price answered honestly. "You're going to be okay though."

Graves sobbed. "I don't think so."

#cod #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #Phillip graves #Price x Graves #Graves x Price

[newtonsheffield]

Hello molly!!! i missed little cute katie. My heart aches, please dont do that to my heart. Can we see her please?? of any fic you want

Should we check in with Lavender haze baby Kate?

Mary couldn't stop staring at the little girl, sat on the sofa in her tiny flat, her legs hanging over the side, the tiny sneakers lighting up as they hit it. She'd felt the panic in her chest from the moment Tharman had called her, his voice wobbling,

"Hey, babe, I have... kind of a huge favour to ask you."

Mary had bit the inside of her cheek already nervous, "Um okay, shoot?"

"I've... got this meeting I've been called into and normally I'd have my parents watch Katie but they're out of town and so are my sisters and I wondered if maybe...?"

"Oh Um- No, yeah, definitely, I can... I can watch Katie." She swallowed thickly, "I can... watch your daughter." A four year old.

She knew he had Kate, of course, she did, and watching them together had been one of the reasons why, when he'd smiled at her, her heart had fluttered in her chest and her cheeks had burned while he'd written down his phone number and the tiny girl had waved up at her with the most beautiful eyes she'd ever seen. She'd even spent time with Kate before, but never without Tharman, never had she been responsible for a tiny life. And the idea scared her more than a little.

"Don't worry." He'd whispered in her ear as he'd stood at the door. "She's a really calm kid, she's got no known allergies, and she's four: Basically impossible to ruin at this point, I've done it already."

She'd let out a shaky smile, "We'll be great, super great."

Kate had smiled, taking Mary's hand as she'd led her inside "You can take a seat on the Sofa Katie, we can watch some cartoons."

"Okay!" The tiny girl had said, jumping along instead of walking, her curly hair bouncing "Do you have The Little Mermaid? that's my favourite one, or um- Beauty and The Beast?"

"I have both of those." Mary smiled, relaxing a little.

And there they still were.

She was beautiful, Kate was. Adorable and sweet and so ready to love everything and everyone around her. Mary had always known she wanted children in a vague sort of way where she saw a mother with their child and thought That seems nice.But recently, as she spent more and more time with Katie and Tharman she'd been thinking about it more.

It felt nice, when Kate walked between them with her one of her hands in each of theirs. And it was nice when Kate patted her on the head while Mary tied her shoes for her and whispered Pretty. It felt almost as though they were a family, even though they didn't live together yet, and the feeling settling in Mary's chest could only be described as one thing: Maternal.

"This is my favourite part." Kate whispered as the rainbow went up over the wedding boat and MAry couldn't help but smile.

"You like the ending?"

Kate nodded, grinning, her hand landing on Mary's arm, "They're in love. I like that."

Mary smiled, tucking the little girl's hair behind her ear, "That is nice."

"Are you in love with my daddy?"

Mary's eyes widened in surprise, her stomach dropping, "Oh, Um-"

Yes. The answer came to her immediately, had been for weeks now, but she hadn't been brave enough to say it.

"He said you're his special friend and sometimes special friends fall in love and get married."

Mary cleared her throat, her teeth biting her lip, "I um... I do love your daddy, yes."

Kate's eyes lit up, "So you're going to get married?"

"He hasn't asked me to." Mary flushed.

"Want me to ask him to ask you?"

Mary cleared her throat, "That's... okay." She clapped her hands, searching desperately for a new topic of conversation, "Why don't you and I go and get some lunch? That'd be pretty neat right?"

Kate nodded, jumping off the sofa, "Okay!"

And Mary breathed a sigh of relief.

"I really like your boots." Kate's feet were swinging as they sat on a bench, the little girl happily eating the ice cream she'd conned out of Mary.

Mary starred down at the Doc Martens she'd had for years, the bright pink laces a little frayed. "Do you?"

"Yeah!" Kate nodded, " they look like they'd be great at jumping in puddles."

"They're pretty great at that."

"These shoes always get wet." Kate sighed, and Mary had no idea what made her say it.

"Well, I didn't get you a present for your birthday yet, and I know it's coming up, what do you say we go try on some boots?"

Kate's eyes widened and she let out an excited gasp, "Really?! We'd look the same then!"

"Would you like it if we looked the same?"

Kate nodded, scrambling over to sit on Mary's lap, "I'd love that."

"Well, lets buy some boots then."

Mary could already feel it, the love growing for Kate as they stood side by side in the store, Kate jumping up and down excitedly as she tried on the tiny pair of boots, her delight written all over her face as Mary said-

"You wanna wear them home?"

"Yes!"

"Your daughter's beautiful." The sales assistant said as she swiped Mary's credit card, smiling down at Kate who couldn't stop staring at her and mary in the mirror, her eyes moving over them as though she was trying to remember every second.

"She is beautiful." Mary hadn't even thought to correct her, taking Kate's hand, I'm super lucky."

She did feel a little less lucky when Tharman found them, Kate still insisting on wearing her new boots inside as they coloured in together and Kate called out

"Papa! Mary took me to lunch, and got me ice cream and these new boots for my birthday! Oh! And she loves you and she's waiting on you asking her to marry you!"

In fact, Mary could have died.

#lavender haze au #kate sharma #kate sheffield #mary sharma #sharma family feels #molly’s asks and answers

[taybatwo2]

And another Magic Mixies Pixling review:

Wynter the Bunny Pixling (with really bad eye wonk).

She’s unusual that she is the first in the Magic Mixies Pixling line-up to have no molded on clothing-aside from her under-roos (still hoping for a knee joint, but she’s a great step in the right direction).

A close up of her sweet and wonky face. Again, she is lightly pixelated, but it is MUCH better than Mattel’s pixelation. She also has a very sparkly head gem too (while I believe the others have had no sparkly backing to their gems).

She has only one set of ears (thank you!! I really don’t care for the two pairs of human/animal ears some dolls have *cough, cough* Enchantimals *cough.*). They even sculpted fur on the outside! It’s very cute. Also, you can see the pearly tinsel in her hair here as well (her hair fiber is super soft, like Rainbow High/Shadow High’s kiwi hair).

Here are her accessories: a fur lined, sparkly snowflake cape, a flocked headband, some pink glittery shoes with heart and fur details, and her wand/scepter (my favorite due to the little rabbit ears on top and the little bunny tail on the bottom).

Only part of her dress is hemmed, and there is a ribbon inside to help it from riding up.

Okay Wynter, wave your magic wand to bring up some similar bunny/rabbit themed dolls to compare yourself to!

*POOF*

more under the cut

Turns out there are quite a few bunny themed dolls out there, compared to the few I own.

Of course, they are the very cute Calico Critters/Sylvanian Family Rabbit Families (if I ever give in and buy one I’m doomed). They’re flocked, smaller than Wynter and have less articulation:

Then there are these Chinese BJD’s:

I actually might give in and buy -the whole set- ONE of them from this series….because they are ALL so cute:

Both sets are fully articulated and are strung with elastic. I believe they are a bit taller than Wynter.

Okay, back to some dolls I do have:

Wynter with Angel-Hop the Zelf (both from Moose Toys). In every review, I have said that they really seem to have some similarities in the line (or look like they would be the Pixling’s pet/sidekick). Angel-Hop also has molded on fur.

There were two other bunny Zelfs, the large Snowflake (going with a snow bunny theme like Wynter) and Sugar Bunny.

But, the Zelfs that looked the most similar to Wynter was: Crystal Gemz Angelala! …the light pink one on the left: Float kinda reminded me of her hair blend l, so he also snuck into the picture.

Their heart gems are not the exact mold, but they look VERY SIMILAR TO ONE ANOTHER. Her brother from another species’ mother…..

Okay, onto the Shopkins Wild Style: Melonie Hops and Bunny Bow. Both characters are flocked and waaaay smaller than Wynter. Besides them also being made by Moose Toys, and being bunnies as well, there isn’t much similarity (Wynter finds them adorable).

There was a Shoppie who went along with Bunny Bow, Rainbow Kate. I believe that she is slightly taller than Wynter, but has less articulation, and I don’t know if her clothes are removable.

Okay, now onto some non-Moose Toys. How about Na! Na! Na! Surprise! by MGA? Now they have a lot of bunnies! Including my Aubrey Heart (who seems to have more in common with the Zelf: Sugar Bunny than Wynter). Aubrey is a cloth doll over a plastic vase and has five points of articulation and is a good deal taller than Wynter with her bunny hat on (which is permanent and seen to her hair). Both have really soft hair fibers…

This line also had allll of these bunny themed characters: Bebe Groovy and Melanie Mod (a second bunny doll named Melanie/Melonie). I believe these were released in the same series too.

Alice Hope (second bunny girl with the last name “Hops,” and will be the first of two Alice in Wonderland references in this post) and another snow bunny: Aspen Fluff.

Finally, they had “Black Bunny,” from the Ultimate Series (they’re MUCH bigger dolls with removable hats and rooted hair ….and were stupid expensive…)

Okay, the other behemoth of bunny doll characters are Mattel’s Enchantimals (which I believe are still putting out characters/play sets, just not in the United States). I never cared for them due to their molded on clothing and the human ear/animal ear combo (I DESPISE it SO).

They are the same height as Pixlings, but with smaller proportions, and more limited articulation (and with molded on tops and removable skirts like Pixlings, but not executed as well IMO). I don’t own any bunny Enchantimals, so here are more stock photos for yoooou. Also, their set of bunny ears remind me of the Rankin and Bass’ “Here Comes Peter Cottontail’s” rabbits:

There is another pink bunny girl: Bree Bunny and ANOTHER snow bunny: Bevy Bunny (a skirt and tank top are NOT snow appropriate clothing).

There are Brystal Bunny and Blyss Bunny.

aaaand the smaller (also pink) bunny: Bedelia Bunny (no relation to Amelia Bedelia) and another purple bunny: Becker Bunny (who comes with an fairly cute Farmer’s Market Playset and looks to have the extra knee joints, along with a new cute ear mold). Apparently, they are all related….

And I would be remiss if I did not include Mattel’s Ever After High Bunny Blanc (daughter of Alice in Wonderland’s White Rabbit)…..she looks much cuter in the very enjoyable animated series and this stock photo than she does in real life.

[numetaljackdog]

Top 100 favorite albums as of March 2023 (full list under cut)

1. Radiohead - Amnesiac

2. Linkin Park - Hybrid Theory (Bonus Edition)

3. Rina Sawayama - Sawayama (Deluxe Edition)

4. Black Dresses - Forget Your Own Face

5. 100 gecs - 10000 gecs

6. Laura Les - i just dont wanna name it anything with "beach" in the title

7. 100 gecs - 1000 gecs

8. Bring Me the Horizon - Sempiternal (Deluxe Edition)

9. Linkin Park - Meteora

10. Linkin Park - A Thousand Suns

11. System of a Down - Toxicity

12. Radiohead - Kid A

13. Toby Fox - UNDERTALE Soundtrack

14. Linkin Park - Reanimation

15. My Chemical Romance - The Black Parade / Living with Ghosts (The 10th Anniversary Edition)

16. Radiohead - OK Computer

17. Against Me! - Transgender Dysphoria Blues

18. Linkin Park - Minutes to Midnight (Deluxe Version)

19. 100 gecs - 100 gecs

20. My Chemical Romance - Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge

21. Laura Les - hello kitty skates to the fuckin CEMETARY

22. Torres - Silver Tongue

23. Left At London - t.i.a.p.f.y.h.

24. Nirvana - Nevermind (Deluxe Edition)

25. food house, Gupi & Fraxiom - Food House

26. Chevelle - Wonder What's Next (Expanded Edition)

27. Tallah - Matriphagy

28. Breaking Benjamin - Dear Agony

29. Motionless in White - Creatures (Deluxe Edition)

30. Limp Bizkit - Significant Other (Explicit Version)

31. Limp Bizkit - Three Dollar Bill, Y'all $

32. Ada Rook - UGLY DEATH NO REDEMPTION ANGEL CURSE I LOVE YOU

33. Laura Jane Grace - Stay Alive

34. Jethro Tull - Aqualung

35. Fontaines D.C. - Skinty Fia

36. BACKxWASH - HIS HAPPINESS SHALL COME FIRST EVEN THOUGH WE ARE SUFFERING

37. Bayside - Interrobang

38. Black Dresses - Forever In Your Heart

39. Three Days Grace - One-X

40. Sophie - Oil of Every Pearl's Un-Insides

41. 100 gecs - Snake Eyes

42. Linkin Park - Hybrid Theory EP

43. Kittie - Spit

44. BACKxWASH - I LIE HERE BURIED WITH MY RINGS AND MY DRESSES

45. Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here

46. Toby Fox - Deltarune Chapter 2 (Original Game Soundtrack)

47. Chongo - Mad Rat Monday

48. Nine Inch Nails - The Downward Spiral

49. Motionless in White - Infamous (Deluxe Edition)

50. Indigo Girls - Indigo Girls (Expanded Edition)

51. Talking Heads - Remain In Light (Deluxe Version)

52. My Chemical Romance - I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love

53. Spineshank - The Height of Callousness [Special Edition]

54. The Used - The Used

55. Linkin Park - Live in Texas

56. Baroness - Yellow & Green

57. Death Grips - The Money Store

58. Nirvana - In Utero - 20th Anniversary Remaster

59. Hozier - Wasteland, Baby!

60. Radiohead - In Rainbows

61. Bring Me the Horizon - There Is a Hell, Believe Me I've Seen It. There Is a Heaven, Let's Keep It a Secret

62. Three Days Grace - Human

63. Kendrick Lamar - To Pimp a Butterfly

64. Limp Bizkit - The Unquestionable Truth (Pt. 1)

65. Kate Bush - Hounds of Love (2018 Remaster)

66. Bring Me the Horizon - POST HUMAN: SURVIVAL HORROR

67. Bring Me the Horizon - That's The Spirit

68. Go! Child - Coffee And Ramen

69. Limp Bizkit - Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavored Water

70. We Are The Union - Ordinary Life

71. Chevelle - This Type of Thinking (Could Do Us In)

72. Evanescence - Fallen

73. The Beach Boys - Pet Sounds

74. Jamie Paige - Bittersweet

75. Hayley Williams - Petals For Armor

76. Nirvana - Bleach

77. For the Likes of You - Withered

78. Bring Me the Horizon - Suicide Season Cut Up!

79. Lena Raine - Celeste (Original Soundtrack)

80. Holy Grail - Ride The Void

81. Tenacious D - The Pick of Destiny

82. a-ha - Scoundrel Days

83. Demon Hunter - Storm the Gates of Hell

84. Black Flag - Damaged

85. Masakazu Sugimori - Phoenix Wright - Ace Attorney OST

86. Kendrick Lamar - DAMN.

87. Alexisonfire - Crisis

88. Various Artists - Queen of the Damned

89. Limp Bizkit - Still Sucks

90. Alanis Morissette - Jagged Little Pill

91. Bob Dylan - Bob Dylan's Greatest Hits

92. Architects - Holy Hell

93. Laura Les - REMIXES 2017

94. Linkin Park - Living Things

95. brian david gilbert - songs with videos without videos

96. Frost Children - SPIRAL

97. Parkway Drive - Horizons

98. Limp Bizkit - Gold Cobra (Deluxe)

99. Various Artists - Phineas and Ferb

100. Vanilla Ice - Hard To Swallow

#it's silly but i'm kind of nervous about posting this #i do these every six months and i have like 3x as many followers now as i did in september...... #everyone has to be niceys to me okay? i'm breakable 🥺 #*char noises* #talking pop

[echoesdaffodil]

Okay, starting some discussion because I have to and state some of my feelings. I love DC pride, its rainbow capitalism feel good shit but I as a queer person deserve my payed escapism like any other person. And they payed respect to some really important stuff and at least showed quotes from queer people and add help hotlines as advertisers etc. As much as I cried in the bus driving home when I read the quote on the back of 2023’s DC pride.

“Between us and home there’s a thousand bad guys, but this time we’ll do it like we always did… together.”

With that said, I am sad that again certain characters do not want to be seen inside the DC pride collection. And that’s wrong. Every character that’s queer deserves their story here. Also John Constantine and Tim Drake. If they are treated respectfully. And some of y’all act really weird bc when Ghost Maker, Aqualad, Crush, Alan Scott etc are reduced to their sexuality nobody saying shit but with Red Robin is, you do? Really?

My general concern is that these characters should be inside the DC pride but should get elsewhere different stories. Erasing them from here is not helpful and does not help these characters to be seen. Now their sexuality is a part of them and I don’t know about you guys but when Jon came out or Tim (my Robin growing up) came out. I felt seen. When Connor Hawke had his coming out, as an ace person I felt seen. When dreamer came out as trans I felt seen. John Constantine and his whole sexuality made me feel that queers have been here long before I was even born.

Some characters get invited every year and some get ignored. Such as Doctor Occult who gender swaps, Timothy Hunter (the better DC Tim) who had a whole gender crisis within his comics, Danny the Street, Larry Trainor, Coagula/Kate Godwin, Edwin Paine, every one of the Endless for they have no gender and just present in the gender they feel the most comfortable with, I could go on for there are too many who don’t get recognised and even they get get invited they don’t get any runs.

DC pride is an award winning comic series. I love that I have DC pride but it’s not enough and kicking out characters is not the answer to the “reducing to sexuality problem”. It feels elitist or homophobe and often it’s both. It’s DC’s inability to address queer characters that have been before or already are as queer and use them accordingly. DC pride could be advertising these beautiful characters and get more people to read them and handing them the feeling to be seen. Like it was with Kevin Conroy’s story back in 2022.

#dc pride #dc comics #dc #comics #dc pride 2024

[janinamari]

Kate Bush having her makeup done for her music video Cloudbusting in 1985. The song is featured on her fifth, self produced album Hounds of Love.

Photograph by her brother John Carder Bush, from his book Kate Inside the Rainbow.

#kate bush #cloudbusting #hounds of love #john carder bush #kate inside the rainbow #1985 #1980s music #baroque pop #art pop #progressive rock #1980s #80s music #british rock #british pop #female producer #woman producer #donald sutherland #orgonon #terry gilliam #running up that hill #queen of pop #80s rock #80s icons #british icons

[polar-bears-making-pancakes]

Sooo.. what did you think of the show? How was it? (Only if you want to share of course!!)

Soooo it's gonna be messy because I'm still reeling from 24 hours without sleep and then 4 hours of sleep during the day and I'm not very good at processing what happened aldkfj

First of all I'm so happy and thankful for all the people who I met up with. They are the best and I had the an absolute blast. I don't know if it's a phannie specific occurrence when you meet people from the internet but we were all on so very similar wave lengths and we talked for hours about fascinating topics and of course dnp. I felt so safe with them and I could talk about basically everything. So thank you so much Kate, Katie, Magda, Jana and Jo <333 you are the best

About the show on its own .. hmm it was definitely a budget version. I'm so sad we didn't get the rainbow lights, the eclipse light and the cubes :( The venue looks godawful from the outside, and you have ultrasound and tile shop in the same building but the inside was quite hipstery and not as bad. Very postcommunistic tho. Also the church, cemetery and closed mall just outside gave very specific vibe to it aksjdjhf I got the cheapest ticket so I didn't have meetngreet but it still felt surreal to be in the same room as Dan. I sat quite far to the back but at the isle so I had not the worst view. Seeing him on stage didn't feel real, I felt like I was watching a video with a room full of rowdy queers. And even if in Poland we weren't really meeting new people and mingling socially amongst the separate groups, sitting in the audience still felt like being a part of some bigger thing. What irritated me were the bar lights that were on the whole duration of the show and kinda ruined the immersion. Also I was cold. About the show's content: wow Dan sings really good, I loved looking at him enjoying himself so much on the stage, this really was his passion project and I felt like he did it mostly for himself but also wanted to give us a good message too. I think I enjoyed the most the part with sending to hell jk rowling, jeff bezos and putin (the scream for him was the loudest :')) and sparing tony the tiger because tigers and endangered. Polish specific madlips were also very good. Bubbles? It was weird hearing it in zloties. And my friends in the front row get soaked. Also daaan we don't have student's depts here?? The unis are free. As a lot of people said before he was really careful about the communist part because he underlined that NOT like soviet russia but like Denmark he said I think? I was very focused on every word he said and was listening to him carefully but I don't remember that. In the calendar part, I'm so happy they have their take away fries days on saturdays 🥹 the time he most constantly feel the most content... And the most important part.. the monologue at the end. The second part of the show was shorter, wasn't it? Because it ended so fast for me. I didn't cry because I'm absolutely emotionally disconnected and can't feel much of anything. But I love him so much. I was looking at him and trying really hard to telepathically convey to him how much he is loved here. The hopeful message is so important to me. It gets better. And we can help someone. We should reach out. We can't give up because even my stupid reblogging of some posts might be the one thing that saves someone. Very interesting to think about virtue signaling in this context as he was saying. I loved when people started cheering after he said he's gay and he was like wow took you so long of the show to realise this akdjdbbfjf and yeah I loved the gay jokes and him smacking his butt multiple times. I was wondering how many people were there randomly because something gay was happening and how many people only vaguely knew who he was and watched him only a bit in the past. Because there was so many references and when he shows bits of his old videos? I wonder what thoughts they had. And the worst part is that he fucking sneaked out so fast before we left the building :((( we waited for him after because we didn't believe when someone said to us that he left already. And I had the train back at 4 am so I didn't have much else to do. Absolutely don't recommend warszawa centralna train station during the night. I'm so glad I wasn't alone. Dan also said fuck Warsaw I don't want to spend any additional minute here bye. Hope he has fun in Helsinki.

Overall I'm proud of myself that I did go even if I'm often scared to leave my house at all. Warsaw show felt a bit like a bastard show added later on with very cut expanses. But I'm glad he went here and I'm so happy I saw him. Hopefully I don't fali my exam because of it

#wad spoilers #dan and phil #pancakesanswers #thanks for the ask!!

[god-complex-12]

Prompts

Master list

* EDITING IN PROCESS.

Rules

- Emoji anons are welcomed

- I only write for male, gn, or ftm trans readers

- I prefer writing for amab readers

- no incest, ya nasty.

- no pedo shit.

- if I write a character who is a minor, it is strictly platonic.

- I write for platonic fics for characters over the age of 18 to.

- no SH, suicide, rape, SA, no shit like that, please.

- No “yandere” stuff.

- if I ignore your request, I either didn’t see it, didn’t know how to write it, or it just went against one of my rules.

- please, put if you want the reader to be male or gn.

NSFW rules

- non of the sub reader stuff, unless they are at the hands of a power bottom (preferably character)

- I prefer the reader to be penetrating, if there is any.

- preferably amab reader. Y’know, with a pee pee. Or a trans (ftm) reader with surgery.

- I will write for a female bodied reader (ftm) without surgery too, just saying I prefer a wee wee.

Fandoms I write for:

Oscar Isaac characters

Steven Grant (Moon Knight). Marc Spector (Moon Knight). Jake Lockley (Moon Knight). William Tell (The Card Counter). Santiago “Pope” Garcia (Triple Frontier). Nathan Bateman (Ex Machina). Jonathan Levy (Scenes Fromba Marriage). Abel Morales (The Most Violent Year). Will Dempsey (Life Itself). Rydal (The Two Faces of January). Nick Masicsko (Show Me a Hero). Jack (Mojave). Shiv (Pu-239). Miguel “Spider-Man 2099” O’Hara (Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse). Duke Leto (Dune). Kane (Annihilation). Palo “Poe” Dameron (Star Wars). Llewyn Davis (Inside Llewyn Davis). Richard (The Letted Room). Paul Gauguin (At Eternity’s Gate). Cecil (Revenge on Jolly!). Lightening Face (Basil Stitt).

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2

Characters:

Tasks force 141- Cpt. John Price. John “Soap” MacTavish. Simone “Ghost” Riley. Kyle “Gaz” Garrick.

Las Vaqueros- Colonel Alejandro Vargas. Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra.

Other- Kate Laswell. Commander Phillip Gaves. “König”.

Six

Characters:

Richard “Rip”. Joseph “Bear” Graves. Alex Claude. Ricky “Buddha”. Robert Chase III. Dominic Adams.

Rainbow Six Siege

Characters:

Viperstrike- Nayara “Brava” Cardoso. Grace “Dokkaebi” Nam. Ryad “Jackal” Al-Hassar. Yumiko “Hibana” Imagawa. Vicente “Capitão” Souza. Mike “Thatcher” Baker. Elias “Blitz” Kötz. Kana “Alamo” Fujiwara. Adriana “Maestro” Martello. Aria “Alibi” Luca. Masaru “Echo” Enatsu. Mark “Mute” Chandar. Julien “Rook” Nizan. Marius “Jäger” Streicher.

Nighthaven- Charlie Tho “Grim” Keng Boon. Anja “Osa” Janković (platonic). Håvard “Ace” Haugland. Jaimini “Kali” Shah. “Finka”. Monika “IQ” Weiss. Alpha “Aruni” Tawanroong. Ngugi “Wamai” Furaha. Elżbiedts “Ela” Bosak. Elena “Mira” Álvarez. James “Smoke” Porter. Jack “Pulse” Estrada.

Wolfguard- Néon “Sens” Ngoma. Sanaa “Nomad” Maktoub. Olivier “Lion” Flament. Siu “Ying” Lin. Gilles “Montagne” Touré. Emmanuel let “Twitch” Pichon. Mina “Thunderbird” Sky. Thandiwe “Melusi” Ndlovu. Morowa “Clash” Evans. Tina “Frost” Tsang. Miles “Castle” Campbell. Gustave “Doc” Kateb. Dominic “Bandit” Brunsmeier.

Ghosteyes- Santiago “Flores” Lucero. Samuel “Zero” Fisher. Nienke “Iana” Meijer. “Nøkk”. Erik “Maverick” Thorn. Zofia Bosak. “Glaz”. Ana “Solis” Díaz. Collinn “Warden” McKinley. Max “Mozzie” Goose. Chul “Vigil” Hwa. Liu “Lesion” Long. Taina “Cerveira” Pereira. Meghan “Valkyrie” Castellano.

Redhammer- Azucena “Amaru” Quispe. Tori “Gridlock” Fairous. Craig “Blackbeard” Jenson. Sebastien “Buck” Côté. Seamus “Sledge” Cowden. Eliza “Ash” Cohen. Jordan “Thermite” Trace. “Fuze”. Brianna “Thron” Skehan. Said “Oryx” Hadid. César “Goyo” Herbández. Jalal “Kaid” Fassi. “Tachanka”. “Kapkan”.

Lucifer (Netflix)

Characters:

Angels- Amenadiel. Lucifer Morningstar.

Demons- Mazikeen.

Detective/or works in that field- Ella Lopez. Dan. Marcus Pierce.

Other- Eve.

DC

Characters:

Justice League- Clark “Superman” Kent. Bruce “Batman” Wayne. Diana “Wonder Woman” Princess. Barry “The Flash” Allen. Hal “Green Lantern” Jordon. Victor “Cyborg” Stone. Arthur “Aquaman” Curry. Oliver “Green Arrow” Queen.

Bat-fam- Bruce “Batman” Wayne. Dick “Nightwing” Grayson. Jason “Red Hood” Todd. Tim “Red Robin” Drake. Damian “Robin” Wayne. Stephanie “The Spoiler” Brown. Cassandra “Orphan” Cain. Duke “The Signal” Thomas. Kathy “Batwoman” Kane. Barbara “Batgirl” Gordon.

Hero- Kara “Supergirl” Zor-El. Queen “Wonder Woman” Nubia. Donna “Wonder Girl” Troy. Karen “Power Girl” Starr. Raymond “Atom” Palmer. Dinah “Black Carney” Lance. Wally “The Flash” Weat. Jon “Superboy” Kent. Koriand’r “Starfire”. Rachel “Raven” Roth. Garfield “Beast Boy” Logan. Zatanna Zatara. John “Hellblazer” Constantine.

Green lanterns- Hal “Green Lantern” Jordon. John “Green Lantern” Stewart. Kyle “Green Lantern” Rayner.

Villain- Jack “Joker” Naiper. Harlen “Harley Quinn” Quinzel. Edward “The Riddler” Nygma. Selina “Catwoman” Kyle. Pamela “Posion Ivy” Isley. Floyd “Deadshot” Lawton. Jonathan “Scare Crow” Crane. David “Black Manta” Hyde.

Other- Lucifer Morningstar.

Marvel

Characters:

Avengers- T’Challa “Black Panther”. Sam “Falcon” Wilson. Steve “Captain America” Rogers. Natalia “Black Widow” Alianovna. Bucky “Winter Soldier” Barnes. Clint “Hawkeye” Barton. Tony “Iron Man” Stark. Thor Odinson.

Hero’s- Roberta “Captain America” Mendez. Matt “Daredevil” Murrdock. Scott “Ant-Man” Lang. Peter “Star Lord” Quill,

Deadpool- Wanda “Lady Deadpool” Wilson. Wade “Deadpool” Wilson.

MoonKnight- Steven “Mr. Knight” Grant. Marc “MoonKnight” Spector. Khonshu. Jake “Mr. Knight” Lockley.

Spider-men- Cooper “Web-Weaver” Coen. May “Spider-Girl” Parker. Hobie “Spider-Punk” Brown. Ben “Scarlet Spider” Reilly. Kaine “Scarlet Spider” Parker. Miguel “Spider-Man 2099” O’rara. Anya “Spider-Girl” Corázon. Gwen “Spider-Gwen” Stacy. Miles “Spider-Man” Morales. Cindy “Silk” Moon. Mary “MJ” Jane. Peter “Spider-Man” Parker.

Other- Tony “Taskmaster” Masters. Brock “Crossbones” Rumblow. Joaquín “Falcon” Torres. Yelena “White Widow” Belova. Gwen “Gwenpool” Poole. Kraven “Kraven the Hunter”. Felicia “Black Cat” Hardy. Soel “Luna Snow” Hee. Elektra Natchios. Albert “Spawn” Simmons. Frank “Punisher” Castle. Loki Odinson. Stephen “Doctor Strange” Strange.

Triple Frontier

Characters:

Francisco Morales. Santiago “Pope” Garcia. Tom “Redfly” Davis.

The Card Counter

Characters:

William Tell. La Linda. Clirk Rogers.

A Most Violent Years

Characters:

Abel Morales. Lawrence. Peter Forente..

The Two Faces of January

Characters:

Chester’s McFarland. Rydal.

Ex Machina

Characters:

Nathan Bateman.

Scenes From a Marriage

Characters:

Jonathan Levy.

Life Itself

Characters:

Will Dempsey.

Show Me a Hero

Characters:

Nick Wasicsko. Micheal Sussman?

Mojave

Characters:

John “Jack” Jackson.

Pu-239

Characters:

Shiv.

Dune

Characters:

Duke Leto.

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse

Characters:

Miguel “Spider-Man 2099” O’Hara. Peter “Spider-Man” B. Parker. Jessica “Spider-Woman” Drew. Peter “Spider-Man Noir” Parker.

Obey Me! Shall We Date?

Demons- Lucifer. Mammon. Leviathan. Satan. Asmodues. Beelzebub. Belphegor. Diavolo. Barbatos.

Angels- Simeon. Luke (platonically).

Humans- Solomon.

Anime’s:

*If the characters are like high schoolers, I will only right with them aged up. However, if the character I’d like 14 and below, I will note write with at all because 15 and above I can get a more accurate less childish personality with them being aged up.

Devil Man Crybaby

Characters:

Akira Fudo. Ryo Asuka. Miki Makimura. Miki Kurado. Psycho Jenny.

Haikyu!! (Ify about this one)

Kurasuno- Yu Nishinoya. Tobio Kageyama. Kei Tsukishima. Kiyoko Shimizu. Shoto Hinata. Ryūnosuke Tanaka. Koshi Sugawara. Hitoka Yachi. Tadashi Yamaguchi. Keishin Ukai. Daichi Suwamura.

Nekoma- Kenma Kozume. Tetsurō Kuroo. Lev Haiba.

Aoba Johsai- Toru Oikawa. Hajime Iwaizumi.

Fukurōdani- Kōtarō Bokuto. Keiji Akaashi.

Shiratorizawa- Wakatoshi Ushijima. Satori Tendo.

Attack on Titan

Characters:

Scout Regiment- Armin Arlert. Mikasa Ackerman. Levi Ackerman. Hange Zoë. Sasha Brown. Erwin Smith.

Military Regiment- Hitch Dreyse. Kenny Ackerman.

Warriors- Reiner Braun. Annie Leonhart.

Nobility- Historia Reiss.

Eldia- Ymir Fritz.

Paradise Island- Carla Jeager. Kuchel Ackerman.

Sword Art Online

Character:

Kirito. Asuna. Sinon.

Seven Deadly Sins

Characters:

Meliodas. Escanor. Gowther. Ban. Diane. King.

Hunter x Hunter

Characters:

Killua Zoldyck (platonic). Gon Freecss (platonic). Kurapika. Chrollo Lucifer. Feitan. Leorio.

Parasyte

Characters:

Satori Murano. Shinichi Izumi. Kana Kimishima.

Demon Slayer

Characters:

Ubuyashiki Family- Kagaya Ubuyashiki.

Hashira- Giyu Tomioka. Mitsuri Kanroji. Sanemi Shinazugawa. Gyomei Himejima. Shinobu Kocho.

Former Hashira- Kyojuro Rengoku. Tengen Uzui.

Demon Slayers- Tanjiro Kamado. Zenitsu Agatsuma. Inosuke Hashibira.

Demons- Muzan Kibutsuji. Enmu.

Death Note

Blue Exorcist

Ouran High School Host Club

Soul Eater

Black Butler

Angels of Death

High-rise Invasion

Noragami

Psycho-pass

Monthly Girls Nozaki-kun

The Way of the House Husband

Kotoro Lives Alone (platonic w/ Kotoro)

Cowboy Bebop

Jujutsu Kaisen

#rules and requests #god complex 12

[coochiequeens]

Ladies in Kentucky - fight back!

Three hours east of Louisville, Kentucky, through old mining towns in the strip-mined Appalachian Hills, tucked behind a string of empty law offices, sits Hazard’s newest—and only—coffee shop.

Most days, Michelle Lawson, 33, sips an iced tea there in her preferred armchair, with a clear view of the door. Strapped to her chest is a white purse with rainbow letters spelling out Kate Spade. Inside is lip gloss, a Lisa Frank phone case gifted by her daughter, and, as of last month, a handgun.

Lawson has lived in the hollers of Hazard for her whole life, so it was a surprise when she started receiving death threats in her town of 4,900. “Hey, you murderous bitch,” a deep voice echoed from her phone. “If law enforcement doesn’t hold you accountable, we will. Watch yourself.”

Lawson is a lawyer who recently went viral for offering pro bono services to Kentucky women providing or obtaining abortions following the overturn of Roe v. Wade. She wasn’t even aware that her tweet was public until the 35,000 likes started pouring in, or else she likely wouldn’t have included the direct line to her office.

“I expected maybe 20 people to see that tweet, to be honest with you,” she says, her soft Kentucky drawl difficult to hear over the coffee shop’s pulsing techno. She’s helped advise around 20 callers since and expects that number to rise.

Lawson spent years at an Appalachian nonprofit, offering legal aid in domestic-violence cases. That job had its fair share of threats too, but this was different. People would call and pretend to thank her, only to spew vitriol once they’d passed her secretary. They haven’t dissuaded Lawson, though; in fact, their violent anger has only reaffirmed the need for her work.

Kentucky has one of the highest domestic-violence rates in the country; in 2010, more than half of the state’s women reported being raped by their current or former intimate partner. It is a reality that is closely linked to accessing reproductive care and one Lawson knows personally. Plan B was her saving grace when she woke up to discover she’d been raped in her sleep by her ex-husband seven years ago. “Domestic violence is as much of a pandemic for us as anything else is,” she says. “When you talk about abortion, you can’t miss talking about domestic violence.”

Lawson believes the fallout from ambiguous abortion policies could have a significant impact on Kentucky families. In the near future, she may also have to argue cases she’d never expected, determining, for instance, whether frozen embryos could be considered humans in divorce cases.

Kentuckians knew the game of abortion politics long before Roe fell. For years, there have only been three abortion providers in the entire state and a dearth of ob-gyns per capita. But now the game has new rules that even the experts don’t understand. Take a look at Amendment 2 on the November ballot, the proposal to ban constitutional protections for abortions in Kentucky, and you’ll have a hard time making out the difference between yes and no—no matter what side you’re on. “It reads like it’s purposefully confusing,” Lawson says.

After a short-lived block on the state’s trigger law, abortions once again became illegal in Kentucky this month. As in Kansas, abortion access in Kentucky now comes down to the vote on the constitutional amendment, a decision that could present dangerous repercussions for many pregnant people.

Katima Smith-Willis, 26, stands on the steps of the Kentucky capitol. A single tear travels the length of her humidity-glossed cheek as she wraps an arm around her friend. Her friend clutches a microphone, knuckles white, her voice cracking as she recounts the rape she survived 36 days prior to the rally Smith-Willis organized to fight the abortion ban.

“Where I’m at in Frankfort, you have to lead by example,” Smith-Willis says.

On a typical day, Smith-Willis is up at 6 a.m. for work. She’s been organizing demonstrations for racial justice ever since a fellow Frankfort, Kentucky, resident was filmed calling her dog the N-word for eating her keto meal—this, in the midst of the state’s reckoning with the killing of Breonna Taylor in 2020. Smith-Willis had had enough.

Her advocacy around abortion access and maternal health is similarly personal. After suffering a miscarriage in 2020, she was forced into a C-section during her second pregnancy after 27 hours of labor. “Black women are already the first target—no matter what,” Smith-Willis says in response to the Roe decision. “If this is overturned, then our Black maternal death rate is going to skyrocket.”

Kentucky is ranked the worst state in the U.S. for maternal mortality, which disproportionately affects Black and rural women; nationally, Black women are already three times more likely to die during childbirth than white women are.

On the day Roe was struck down, Smith-Willis scheduled an appointment to get her tubes tied at Central Baptist Hospital. When she had tried to get an appointment before, she was told she had to be 27 with two kids. When she tried again this time, the rules had become inexplicably stricter: She had to be 29 with at least three kids. The experience felt like yet another sign of the state’s control over her body.

Smith-Willis’s experience has only further fueled her engagement with the pro-choice movement. She speaks at local rallies and joined the state’s ACLU Breaking Barriers Council, a program that educates Kentuckians about reproductive justice, now more pertinent than ever with the proposed amendment on the horizon.

Smith-Willis isn’t the only woman terrified of the legal door that the Roe decision has swung wide open. There’s a strong sense among locals, advocates, and lawyers that the ploy to ban abortion is only the first in a long line of rollbacks on progressive policies.

After her kids’ father was nearly killed on September 11, Ashley Trimm, 39, stayed away from politics; the news gave her anxiety, even in rural Anna, Kentucky. But when Roe was overturned, Trimm realized that she had to get involved. She, her daughter, and her mother all registered to vote for the first time, and Trimm didn’t stop there; she convinced her husband’s cousin and her sister-in-law to register too. “I’m not going to lie to you—if it wasn’t for this I probably still wouldn’t have registered to vote,” she admits.

On the day the Roe news broke, Trimm hadn’t seen the decision until a friend called. She was shocked, bawled her eyes out, then got to work. She took to Facebook, scrolling across pages and pages of local women who shared the same fears that she did. Trimm messaged one group, Beyond Powerful, that provides counseling and voter-registration support. Founder Chelsea Knight wrote back right away, and just a few weeks later, Trimm had become the group’s president, co-organizing rallies with former Kentucky state representative Charles Booker.

Roe triggered Trimm’s maternal instincts. It felt like an attack on her loved ones, something she had encountered too many times in the U.S. health care system.

Severe endometriosis runs in Trimm’s family; her own pain from the disease used to be so bad that she had to miss school. When she ultimately received a diagnosis, it was a relief to know that people would finally understand that she hadn’t been faking it.

But it’s Trimm’s 18-year-old daughter, Destinee, who she’s worried about. At the tender age of eight, exactly a week after her birthday, Destinee had her first period. By 11, she had started to experience endometriosis symptoms, and by 13 she was on birth control to help alleviate them. Now that Destinee is engaged, Trimm is trying to get her tested for the illness as a protective measure. She fears future fertility issues could land Destinee in legal trouble if abortion is banned in November.

Trimm’s fears aren’t unfounded. More than seven million American women between the ages of 15 and 44 suffer from endometriosis. Trimm had an emergency hysterectomy at 22 due to its rapid spread, her sister had a partial hysterectomy after three high-risk pregnancies, and her aunt suffered a miscarriage from the condition. If the constitutional ban succeeds, it’s unclear what ramifications Destinee will face if she miscarries or experiences complications like the rest of her family.

The lack of autonomy has pushed Trimm and her daughter to a last resort. Destinee had her Nexplanon birth-control implant removed in hopes of inducing endometriosis symptoms and actually confirming her diagnosis. So far the pain has nearly prevented her from going to work. But Trimm’s worries don’t end there. She also has a married, transgender son with a newborn who might soon need an escape plan, as the repercussions of a post-Roe Kentucky remain unclear.

Kentucky tends to be written off as a lost cause by left-wing politicians and organizers, a place where people are as slow to progress as the summers are humid. In a state led by Senators Mitch McConnell and Rand Paul, the outcome of an abortion vote may seem obvious. However, the work of people like Lawson, Smith-Willis, and Trimm paints a much more complex picture, one that has exposed a network of women ready to fight for their rights. “We don’t talk about that here” was once a southern truism, but with voter registration on the rise and women consolidating their efforts, the culture of discretion around abortion may finally be unraveling.

#Kentucky #reproductive justice #abortion access #michelle lawson #Ashley trimm #Katima smith-willis

[pers-books]

Fic: And River Makes Three (Doctor Who) (NSFW-ish)

After the resolution of the latest crisis, Kate and Thirteen do some unwinding together... Then a surprise visitor arrives...

Notes: This is a sequel to Fic: Aftermath: The Power of River Song (Big Finish) which you don't absolutely have to read! - and it's written for Kate Stewart Week 2022 for the prompt: Time Lords.

I was reminded this morning that today is the anniversary of River's first appearance in the Whoniverse and I decided I should try to write a fic to post today. Having River turn up as an unexpected guest just seemed very River!

“So I hear you’re dating my wife now.”

“I’m sorry your who?” exclaims Kate, staring askance at the Doctor as she perches on the edge of Kate’s desk.

“My wife,” says the Doctor blithely. “You know her best as Professor River Song.”

“You and River are married?” asks Kate incredulously. “Since when?”

“Oh a couple of regenerations ago.” She huffs a laugh. “The first one you met, in fact.”

Kate can only stare in sheer disbelief, then her mind finally recovers enough to say faintly, “She didn’t mention that she was married.” She’s busy wondering what the Time Lord punishment for adultery might be.

The Doctor waves it off. “Well, we’re married, but we have an open relationship because our lives are complicated. After all, the day we first met was also the day River died.”

“What?”

The Doctor chuckles, apparently enjoying Kate’s befuddlement. “Don’t worry about it, love,” she says, reaching out to clasp Kate’s wrist, before lifting her hand to press her lips to the sensitive skin on the inside of her wrist.

Kate gazes, wide-eyed and disbelieving, as the Doctor’s mouth presses a line of kisses up her arm as she pushes Kate’s sleeve up with her nose. She can’t help feeling impressed by the manoeuvre and she isn’t sure whether she’s more dazed by what the Doctor’s doing or the revelations she’s just made.

“Okay?” The Doctor’s voice is soft, but there’s a surprising amount of vulnerability in her eyes, Kate notices.

Kate nods, then finds her tongue and says, “Very okay.”

“Good.” The Doctor tugs and Kate finds herself drawn close enough for the Doctor to lean down and press her lips to Kate’s. The kiss is deep and searching, causing Kate’s toes to curl and her heartrate to pick up in response.

“Oh.” Kate’s breathless and dazed in an entirely different way in response to the Doctor’s kissing. “Wow.” She licks her lips unconsciously, then notices the way the Doctor’s staring at her mouth.

The Doctor gives her a crooked grin. “Not bad, huh?”

Kate swats her on the knee. “The ego on you,” she teases.

“Is it egotistical to take pride in what you know you’re good at?” the Doctor counters with a smirk. She slides off Kate’s desk, then holds out a hand and Kate takes it without thought, then allows herself to be led inside the TARDIS (she’d already had a brief tour of the ship earlier when the Doctor had first arrived at UNIT headquarters). The Time Lord leads her down three or four corridors until they eventually reach an elaborately carved wooden door with, incongruously, a handful of rainbow stickers on it, then she leads Kate inside a huge suite of rooms. She doesn’t have a chance to take in any details because the Doctor all but drags her into a bedroom with a sumptuous four poster bed in the middle of it.

Then she pauses and gives Kate an apologetic look. “I’m sorry,” she says. “I didn’t ask if –”

Kate cuts her off with a kiss, tugging her body closer to her own. When they resurface for air a few minutes, or possibly half a lifetime, later the Doctor’s smirking again.

“Yes,” Kate says. “Just to be one hundred percent clear. I do want to have sex with you.”

“Glad we could clear that up.”

“Shut up,” Kate says, without rancour, pushing the Doctor firmly enough to make her topple backwards onto the bed where she lies supine with a look of mingled surprise and pride on her face.

Kate loses no time in divesting the Doctor of her clothes, then she pulls off her own suit and tosses it carelessly to the floor, followed by her blouse and underwear. She leaves her stockings on at the Doctor’s request, one eyebrow raising when the Time Lord utters a breathless, “Leave them, please.”

She crawls over the Doctor’s body and lowers her own atop her, gasping quietly as their breasts and hips press together. Kate lowers her mouth and kisses the Doctor hungrily, want thrumming through her veins and in her core.

                                                           *  *  *  *

Kate wakes from a deep sleep when she feels movement beside her and for a moment she wonders who on Earth she brought home last night, until realisation slams into her: she’s in the Doctor’s bed aboard the TARDIS. She blinks blearily as the Time Lord moves around the bed towards what Kate guesses is an ensuite bathroom from the brief glimpse of a tiled wall she sees through the door before the Doctor slips through it.

Kate rolls onto her back, a rather silly grin on her face as she recalls just what the two of them got up to last night. She hadn’t expected the Doctor to be so enthusiastic, somehow, and certainly not so energetic, although she supposes that having a double circulatory system would lend her rather more stamina than a human like Kate.

“Well, well, you’re a sight for sore eyes,” says a warm, rich, and very familiar voice from the doorway.

Kate sits bolt upright in bed, staring half in dismay at the sight of River Song leaning against the doorframe, a smirk and a raised eyebrow conveying a great deal that River isn’t actually saying.

“River!” Kate exclaims. “What are you doing here?”

“It’s our anniversary,” River says, and Kate can only gape.

“Y – your anniversary? Oh god!”

She scrambles across the bed, wondering how fast she can get dressed and get out of there, but before she gets further than the edge of the bed, River’s beside it.

“You don’t have to panic, love,” she says, reaching out to clasp Kate’s shoulders.

“But –”

“Shh.”

Before Kate can voice any objections, River’s kissing her, her mouth warm and her lips lush against Kate’s.

River’s right hand is between Kate’s legs, cupping her mound while Kate kneels on the bed to better reach River’s mouth as they kiss and kiss, when a certain Time Lord of both their acquaintance says, “Well, this is a treat!”

Kate opens her eyes, sees River do the same, then they turn towards the door to the ensuite where the Doctor is standing wrapped in a towel. She raises her eyebrows at them, grinning widely, then crosses the room, losing the towel along the way.

“One of us is overdressed, Sweetie,” she says, then leans in to kiss River, her right arm wrapping around River’s shoulders while her left wraps around Kate’s shoulders.

She wonders if they’re about to have a threesome and finds she cannot object to the idea. Still, if it’s the Doctor and River’s anniversary, she can’t help feeling she’d be in the way.

“I should go,” Kate says, pulling back regretfully from them.

“No need,” River says. “Besides, we’ve taken off.”

“What?” says Kate, all thoughts of a threesome flying from her head. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere,” says River calmly. “We’re just in the Vortex. I didn’t want any interruptions.” She grinned wickedly. “And I want them even less now that I know you’re here, too. Although I should’ve guessed, given where the TARDIS was parked.”

Kate opens her mouth to object, but River cuts her off with a kiss. “Stop worrying,” she says quietly. “I’ll make sure you get back in a timely fashion.” She casts a sideways glance at the Doctor before adding, “Besides, I’m a much better driver than she is.”

Kate swallows. “Are you sure you want me around, though?”

River raises an eyebrow at the Doctor. “What do you think, Sweetie? Shall we keep her?”

“Definitely,” the Doctor says, in a seductive manner that sends heat straight to Kate’s core. “And you should get undressed.”

“Or you could do it for me,” River says, smirking.

“Sounds good,” the Doctor agrees, proceeding to peel River out of her layers: a blue denim jacket, a white wide-collared blouse, a white vest beneath that, then tight blue jeans, with a brown leather holster slung low around her hips and brown boots.

The Doctor seems to take delight in divesting River of her clothes as slowly as possible, pausing to kiss River after each item is removed, and Kate cannot pretend that it isn’t an erotic sight.

Finally, River’s left in just a couple of scraps of black silk and lace that barely deserve the name of underwear, and Kate’s a little surprised when the Doctor steps back and gestures at her wife, grinning at Kate all the while.

“Your turn,” she says warmly.

Kate looks at River, who nods emphatically, so she climbs off the bed and approaches River, who reaches out to clasp her wrists, drawing her closer in order to kiss her deeply. “Been thinking about you,” River murmurs against Kate’s mouth when they pull back to catch their breath. “Quite a lot. Seeing you today is definitely a bonus.”

Kate swallows. “For me, too.” Then she reaches behind River and unclasps her bra, guiding it down her arms and allowing it to drop to the floor, before she presses their breasts and hips together while kissing her again. Then she slips her fingers into the waistband of River’s skimpy knickers and eases them down.

River steps out of them, guiding Kate backwards to the bed where, she soon discovers, the Doctor is already waiting for them, a happy expression lighting up her features.

“Look at you two,” the Doctor says in an appreciative tone. “My two best girls.”

Kate blushes, while River smirks. “Whatever will you do with us?”

“C’mere and find out,” the Doctor says, her seductive tone sending a thrill skittering down Kate’s spine.

She climbs onto the bed at River’s urging and the Doctor immediately pulls her down into a kiss, her hands roaming over Kate’s body. River presses against Kate’s back, her hands also beginning to roam as she kisses the back of Kate’s neck and shoulders, her teeth occasionally scraping over Kate’s skin in the most delicious fashion.

The two of them drive Kate to several orgasms – she loses count of how many, exactly – until she’s finally too sensitive to bear any more.

“That was incredible,” she gasps, lungs heaving and her heart thumping madly in her chest. She meets River’s eyes, seeing both satisfaction and want in them. When she looks over at the Doctor, she sees the same thing in her eyes, too, and she grabs the Doctor and speedily hauls her across her own body, eliciting a surprised sound from the Time Lord, and positioning her so that she’s sandwiched between herself and River.

“Since it’s your anniversary, don’t you think you two should be focusing on each other?”

River leans across the Doctor and kisses Kate. “Thank you, Sweetie. But don’t think for a minute we didn’t get a good deal of pleasure out of satisfying your needs.”

“I definitely did,” the Doctor agrees, kissing Kate too, before she turns her attention to River.

Kate watches, her body still thrumming with the after effects of the spectacular sex she’s just enjoyed, as the Doctor and River begin kissing and exploring. It’s not until they’re in the throes of their first orgasms that it occurs to Kate that she’s essentially being a voyeur and she’s surprised to realise this doesn’t bother her as much as she’d previously assumed it would. Rather, she simply takes pleasure in watching the two of them driving each other to several orgasms.

Eventually, however, they both seem to run out of stamina, and they settle on the bed on either side of Kate, both looking sated and very pleased, as well they might.

“Alright?” River asks, giving her a soft smile and running a finger down Kate’s forearm.

“Yes, thank you. You?”

River grins. “Oh, I’m always alright when I’ve got a beautiful woman or two in my bed.”

Kate snorts a laugh at the sheer shamelessness in River’s tone.

“I’m alright, too,” the Doctor says, snuggling into Kate’s side.

Kate had never pictured the Doctor as a snuggler before, but she doesn’t even try to pretend she isn’t enjoying the sensation, particularly when River joins in.

They nap for a while, then Kate needs to use the bathroom, and when she returns the Doctor’s going out of the bedroom door. She darts a quick look at River, who smiles and beckons her back to the bed.

“She’s gone to fetch us some food,” River explains. “We need to refuel after all that energetic exercise. Wouldn’t do to have the Chief of UNIT collapsing after all.”

Kate huffs a laugh, then climbs back into bed beside River. “Have you had a good anniversary?” she asks.

“One of the best,” River replies with a wink and a grin.

“Good.”

The Doctor reappears in the doorway shortly after this conversation carrying a heavily laden tray and Kate sits up in anticipation.

“Think we’d better eat at the table,” the Doctor says, so Kate and River climb from the bed and follow her into the main room of her suite.

They settle around the table and the Doctor passes over plates loaded with grilled salmon and roast vegetables, and as Kate accepts hers she can’t help wondering at the speed with which the Doctor’s produced their meal.

“You made this very quickly,” she observes, before cutting a forkful of salmon, which flakes beautifully.

River snorts, her mouth already full, and the Doctor directs a half hearted glare at her, before telling Kate, “The TARDIS provided it.”

“Your ship cooks for you?” Kate says, a little incredulously. “I think I’m in love.”

River swallows, then laughs, elbowing the Doctor in the ribs. “We may never get rid of this one.”

Kate blushes. “Oh, no –” she begins, but River cuts her off.

“I’m teasing you, Sweetie,” she says.

Kate rolls her eyes, then returns her attention to her food.

                                                          *  *  *  *

It feels like Kate’s been aboard the TARDIS with the Doctor and River for several days by the time the ship lands back in the corner of her office that it had previously occupied, but when she checks the time and date on her office laptop barely half an hour has passed. She admits to being impressed with the Doctor and River’s driving, though River insists that if it had been solely down to the Doctor, Kate would either have arrived a year late or last Tuesday.

“Hey, I only did that year late thing once,” the Doctor protests, “and it wasn’t entirely my fault.”

“Of course not, Sweetie.”

“Well, I’m glad you got me back in a timely fashion,” Kate tells them. “Thank you. And thank you for letting me spend so much time with you.”

“You can come again any time,” River tells her, the unmistakable emphasis on ‘come’ making Kate blush a little, while her unsubtle wink makes her laugh softly.

“What River said,” the Doctor says with somewhat less innuendo.

They exchange kisses, then the TARDIS departs, and Kate settles back at her desk with an uncharacteristic grin she’s glad no one else can see.

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I saw your post about random asks:

Do you collect anything? Especially if it’s like a collection with ~100+ items or some other huge number. Really any number! If so, I’d like to hear about it!

Why do you collect it?

What’s the coolest item in your coolest? What’s the rarest? The most expensive?

Where do you keep everything?

Are there any other things you want us to know about it?

If you don’t collect anything then uhh idk, what’s a cool music-related story that you’ve heard recently?

Hiii! First off thank you so much for asking such interesting questions! :)

I mostly collect vinyls because..well, I constantly think and talk about music. It's my biggest passion and it will always be. Anyway, some of them were part of my dad's ex - collection, others that I bought myself and a few that people were actually going to throw in the trash (I can't believe people do this tbh).

I think I do own ± 100 records! Plenty of them are part of a classical music collection (my favourite classical artists are definitely Vivaldi, Chopin, Debussy and Liszt).. they're so pretty because they all have tiny books inside with lots of interesting documents. They're sooooo neat!

- since I bought lots of second hand records, many of them were produced in West Germany (ex. The Man Machine by Kraftwerk, Long Live Rock N' Roll by Rainbow and Welch Ein Land - Was Für Manner by Extrabreit - which is a German punk band, mostly related to the Neue Deutsche Welle movement).

- I was also able to get one japanese release of The Doobie Brothers' Tolouse Street. I really wish to get some proper japanese music stuff such as Yellow Magic Orchestra and Casiopea.

- My favourite record is definitely Rush's Signals. It took me quite a while to get it since I got scammed twice by sellers on Discogs..I finally managed to get it after like..3 weeks and its conditions are PERFECT. Rush are one of my all time favourite bands and that record is vitally important to me. Also Rush vinyls aren't easy to find at all - unless you want to spend lots of money for it - but I was lucky enough to spend 30€ only for that one :) So let's just say that this album and the Doobie Brothers one are probably my 'rarest' picks.

- I would like to get more 80s synthpop / pop albums. I would love to own some Kate Bush, Japan, Duran Duran, The Human League stuff.. synthpop is definitely one of my favourite music genres along with Progressive Rock and Classic Rock :)

Here's a simplified list of my records tho:

- progressive rock / italian progressive rock

- classic rock

- italian folk

- classical music

- funk

- soul

- pop

- french pop + folk

- early electronic

- alternative (namely Talking Heads lol)

And finally, I keep my records in my library, but not all of them - my room's not that big unfortunately and I currently have just one medium library where I keep my books and dvds as well...oh and the record player + amplifier of course.

Thank you thank you so much for asking!!!Your curiousity brought a smile to my face, I just love when people ask me about stuff I like here :)

#music #ask