#looking at the list of things he has done is like. oh yeah. I've heard his voice everywhere. cool

[nanoa1foryou]

Henri Piispanen has been voice acting for 25 years? He is 30.

#henri piispanen #finland truly is a place. they find one (1) kid with some skill in voice acting and he gets every role ever #for literally teh rest of his life apparently #looking at the list of things he has done is like. oh yeah. I've heard his voice everywhere. cool #windows95man

[he-calls-me-kitten]

Sugar, Spice and a Tempting Vice

VA! MC x OM! Characters

"Hey Levi, any new game recommendations for me? I just finished the last lot of books Satan suggested." You asked, plopping down your head on his shoulder to look at his screen.

"M-MC! You have to warn me before you do such things!" He muttered, his ears turning red as he scrolled some webpages pages for you. "But okay yeah these are the new games that are out recently... see anything you like?"

"Oh my God! It's out it's out!" You pointed excitedly at the screen. "Pretty Little Things is out! Finally!! I was dying to tell you all about it!"

Levi visibly stiffened up. "You-you were waiting for this particular game to come out? Are you sure it's not another game with a similar sounding name?"

"Nah uh this is the exact same one. Look up the list of voice actors in this game!"

"WHAT?! MC WHY IS YOUR NAME IN HERE?????"

"Yes! This was the new part-time job I couldn't tell you about since it was still in production! Im so glad you can just play it now!"

"...it's uh ready for download on all platforms already...so which character did voice?"

"Oh spoiler alert, my character is the only one that doesn't have a name, you have assign me one, the same way you name yourself. They even designed the characters to resemble all the VA's and add in some of their personalities, isn't that sweet?"

"Hahaha y-yeah definitely sweet! I'll be sure to check it out soon!"

"Great! Lemme know what you think of the game okay?!" You squeezed him in a small hug before you left.

Later in the Demon Brothers only group chat:

Levi: Code Red! Code Red! ASHSKSHSKSKSJJSKKS

Mammon: WHAT WHAT THAT MEANS AN MC RELATED EMERGENCY RIGHT??

Asmo: OMG are they OKAY?? Should I go check up on them in their room!?!

Satan: I'm already on my way.

Mammon: NOT BEFORE ME YOU'RE NOT!

Belphie: Is MC hurt in anyway?

Beel: Did they pass out from hunger?! I can bring them emergency snacks right away

Lucifer: Can you lot not lose your minds everytime MC is mentioned? Pathetic. Levi, calm down and tell us what's wrong.

Beel: But Lucifer I just saw you hurrying up the stairs to MC's room too...

Satan: Typical Lucifer. By the way, MC is perfectly fine, happy even. Levi what are you on about?

Mammon: Yeah MC can't stop smiling! It's a good thing that happened, you idiot! Why would you scare us like that?

Asmo: Omg apparently MC voice acted in a new game! Levi I need you to download it for me ASAP please!

Beel: Me too, please.

Belphie: Me three.

Lucifer: I've already done it, you all can do it yourselves if you could do your own work for once.

Satan: Oh shut up, MC just did it for you right now as they did it for me.

Levi: It's a Dating Simulator. With multiple H-rated DLC endings. And MC is one of the dateables.

...

Levi: Hello?!! Did you guys not see my message?!

Levi: Seriously no reaction?! You guys aren't freaked out by this?!?

Beel: I just heard several doors opening and closing at once.

Asmo: Oh come Levi, I think you already know what our reaction is Levi ♥️ How can we possibly hold in our excitement after such a news!?

Levi: Are you all downloading the game together?!!! Y'all are hogging the bandwidth too much, my download speed has gone way down!!

Simeon: Hey

Simeon: I heard some demons in a cafe, raving about a game where MC plays one of the main characters?

Solomon: Indeed MC just sent us all a link right now.

Simeon: Oh is that so? I'll get Luke to help me download it after he's done with his.

Levi: Luke is playing it too?! I don't think it's appropriate given it's certain hidden endings!!

Barbatos: MC already made sure of it. He only has access to the sibling and friendship routes. It's a special version they added for all ages.

Diavolo: It already has downloads in the ten thousands. I'm really glad to see how MC is beloved by Devildom.

Levi: Are NONE of you affected by the fact that there are erotic routes with MC's VOICE?!!

Solomon: Oh I personally cannot wait hear my adorable apprentice's performance.

Barbatos: Ahem. I'd rather not comment on it.

Simeon: Same.

Diavolo: Same.

Levi: Sigh. We really are just a helpless lot at the mercy of MC.

To be continued...

#obey me #obey me smut #obey me solomon #obey me satan #obey me mammon #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me lucifer #obey me simeon #obey me diavolo #obey me barabtos

[lani-heart]

|| series masterlist || next // previously

parings -> ( eventually ) enhypen x reader genre -> soulmate au, fantasy au, angst warnings -> angst, mention of burns / attack word count -> 1.4k

abstract -> sports day is coming but Sooha isn't any closer to befriending the witch and Niki and Sunghoon seem to be further from their soulmate accepting them anytime soon...

y/n's perspective 

The school has opened many things. Last week's announcements were a success, the complaint box was questionable but the school mandated it, and field day was the most looked forward to event which was finally approved. 

“Okay, with all these rules, there will be different pairings. The school will randomize the students and equalize the number of students from each school in the different groups” I explained. 

“Student council will not be a part of field day, besides the select few who asked for the waiver at the beginning of the week,” Wonyoung said and it was made so student council students didn’t cheat or rig an event. 

“So have your planned assignments ready, i’ll review them when you’re done” Wonyoung announced and they nodded. 

“y/n, do you know if students are banned from events, yet?” EJ asked and I nodded. “These are the files of each school’s banned list, this is because of powers, suspensions, etcetera. If they’d like to waiver it they need to request a meeting with the counselors” I explained and they nodded. 

“If you have any questions please ask an event planner” I said as everyone started leaving or planning. I was gonna leave when I was about to run into Niki… I had to be more careful.

“I wanted to know why my waiver wasn’t approved?” he asked and I sighed.

“Your powers–" "I know, but I really wanted to participate,'' he begged and I sighed seeing how badly he wanted to participate. “I don’t think you can, I'm sorry Niki, '' I apologize. I came to realize he was very athletic and must've looked forward to this. “I just don’t want to be standing around doing nothing” he confessed and I nodded. 

“Do you want to be an instructor? You’d be able to determine who wins and how to do things correctly? I was gonna ask K but if–" "Could I?!” he yelled and soon bowed, apologizing for his outburst. It was cute. 

“Don’t apologize. I’ll write you up for it, okay?” I asked and he nodded happily. 

“Thank you!” he said and I smiled at the energetic boy. He didn’t talk to me often but I knew he was my other soulmate. He didn’t really show skinship with Sooha, I noticed that. She’s mainly ever like that with the oldest ones in their group… and sometimes Jungwon but it got better. 

“Are you sure giving him so much power is okay?” I heard Sunoo. “He’ll be fine,” I said and he chuckled. “Sure… and when he purposely makes his favorites win, it'll be on you, miss president” he teased. 

“Oh yeah? Are you gonna overthrow me?” I asked and he laughed. “Maybe I should,” he said, and before we could say more I heard a gag. “Seriously in public?” I heard and I laughed. “Eunchae?” I asked and she smiled. “Dinner… with the girls, come on,” she said as she dragged me away. 

“Wonnie!!” fun fact… Jungwon and Wonyoung hated each other. Mainly because they share the same nickname. 

“Wonyoung!” Eunchae corrected and Jungwon rolled his eyes. “Take that leech! Your own girlfriend chooses me over you!” she taunted and he glared at the girl.

“Sure Wonyoung” he said in a monotone tired voice and she scoffed. 

“Hmph, let's go!”

niki’s perspective

y/n was always with Jungwon and Sunoo… or with her friends.

I didn’t know how to approach her and recently I've been helping with cheering up Sunghoon… he's slowly becoming a corpse.

But he hasn’t tried gaining her attention, instead leaving the situation alone.

“Niki, take it easy with her! Don’t overwhelm her!” Sunoo scolded Jungwon by his side also.

“Boys!” I heard as I saw Sooha happily yell at us from our regular table. “What happened today?” Heeseung asked. Since he’s vice president he wasn’t in the meeting today since it was mainly to plan.

“Event planning for the sports day. We were going over regulations” Jungwon explained.

“Who should we look out for?” Jay asked and I laughed. We were definitely more competitive so we needed to win for the Decelis

“Well the Riverfield council is gonna be a threat… the humans I have really no idea, but witches play dirty” Sunoo explained.

“Dirty? That’s unfair then!” Sooha said and for a second I realized Sunghoon was still in the same state…

It’s been a week and yet he’s still badly coping… “Witches are granted to use their powers in some of the games, Sooha” Sunoo said. “Ooh! Is y/n playing?!” She asked and I shook my head.

“Why not?” she soon asked me with a pout… she’s been wanting to play with y/n ever since sports day was announced.

“Her powers aren’t suitable to be playing, because of her specializing in blood magic, being around vampires isn’t a good idea” I explained and she nodded.

“She’ll be watching only,” Jungwon said and I soon felt Sunoo judging me. “Oh and I’m not allowed to play” I said and they looked at me confused.

“What!? I thought y/n was gonna get it fixed for you!” Jay said and I shook my head.

“I can’t play since it’ll be unfair with my powers but I’ll be an instructor!” I said proudly and they didn’t look happy…

“So you’re gonna cheat?” Heeseung asked and I punched him.

“I would never!” 

“I want to join the student council!” I heard and honestly, I was shocked… “W-what?” Jungwon stuttered and she smiled softly. “Well… Wonyoung told me recently that I can’t be in the  meetings since I'm not a student–""Why is it any of her business?” Jake said annoyed at the mention of a witch.

Recently… especially with Sunghoon getting rejected, he has been very annoyed with Bright Sun… “Huh… Well, she’s right. Besides, I see this as getting y/n to be friends–""Sooha, let it go already. She’s a bitch to you, she rejected Sunghoon… just stop wanting to be friends with her” Jake said and I saw Jungwon glare at our hyung…

“Jake… shut up!” Sunoo said and he scoffed.

“Why should I? You really can’t see how rude she is? To Sooha… and look at Sunghoon!” Jake argued and he only shook his head… “She has every reason to hate us… she didn’t accept Jungwon at first either” Sunghoon defended and Jake scoffed.

“Jake stop–” “Not you too Heeseung” he interrupted and the oldest sighed… he couldn’t have a say in it… but I had a bad feeling about how Jake was acting.

“I need air”

jake’s perspective

Everything was better before the merge, before meeting y/n, before meeting Riverfrield… y/n wasn’t Sooha, she was my soulmate but Sooha would always be more to me than the little witch would.

I walked with no destination… So why was I here?

“Oh… hello?” she said and I felt annoyed at seeing her. “Stay away from Sooha” I warned and she looked shocked but shrugged. “You should tell her that,” she said indifferently and I scoffed. 

“What are you trying to say? You are nothing but mean to her!” I yelled and she looked confused… “I’ve never once been mean to her! I have every right to but I don’t” she said and I laughed. 

“It's not my fault hyung loves her more than you, that I do her more than you,” I said and I saw her flinch a little until scoffing.  

“Gonna pull a Heeseung and reject me too?” she asked and I got closer… I grabbed the collar of her uniform tightly as I made sure to look her in the eyes. 

I felt the tingles you would at touching your soulmate… but I wouldn’t let that blind me. 

“I’m rejecting you… you’re nothing but a servant of nature. And if you don’t stay away from Sooha or the rest of us will make your life a living hell” I said and her face contorted with fear… it was better this way… so why did I smell burning?

“y/n!” I heard as I let her go and I saw one of her roommates… I then looked back at y/n who was on the floor now shuffling away from me… I saw the burnt clothes and even some of her skin? 

Did I lose control again?

“Hyung!” I heard as I saw Niki… he looked at what the room was.

It looked bad…

y/n was on the floor… she was crying and whimpering, burns hurt. I know that's because I’ve accidentally done it to people like I did with her. 

“y/n are you–” “No… stay over there” she said and I saw Niki’s face fall, like he was heartbroken. I was frozen. I heard sobs and coaxing words… I couldn’t stop looking at my hands. 

I was suddenly grabbed and taken away. I then felt something hit me in the face. 

“You’re dead”

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[avelera]

Oh GOD you, too, are an online lectures geek pls consider this your invitation to talk about favs--ones that stuck with you, current obsessions--the more the better! In trade, I'll tell you the two things I'm currently adoring: Yale's Open Course podcast on The Civil War to Reconstruction done by David Blight (man forgot more than ten other civil war historians know even if he mumbles *constantly*) and A History of Christianity by Diarmaid MacCulloch (so! worth the Prime BBC free trial <3)

Hiya! Don't mind if I do!

So 99% of the lectures I've watched lately are on the Great Courses Plus which was recently and stupidly renamed "Wondrium", which I find profoundly stupid because instead of just saying, "Hey, check out the Great Courses, yeah you can kinda guess what the streaming service offers," I have to instead explain what this nonsense term "Wondrium" means, ANYWAY, they've got lectures about basically everything.

Essentially, it's Netflix but for college lectures. YouTube has become so unreliable as far as what's actual information and what's completely made up or even racist conspiracy theory BS that I find it completely untrustworthy. Also, most documentaries are trying to prove something new, or offer a new angle on something, OR they're SO rudimentary and 101 that even for topics I know less about in history I tend to already know everything they're going to say.

So I pivoted to college lectures because 1) it's a whole series so like, dozens of hours I can just throw on in the background while doing something mindless and 2) I know it's going to be trustworthy, reliable, and provide me a baseline on a topic instead of some "new controversial spin" on it. Like, goddammit, sometimes I just want to better understand the history of Ancient Egypt, not your stupid theory about how they were secretly all space aliens or that we've got the carbon dating all wrong or whatever made up nonsense.

So, here's a list of some of my favorites!

Hannibal: The Military Genius Who Almost Conquered Rome - I consider myself about as near an expert as a non-academic can get on Rome and this lecture actually taught me some things, which is rare, so I recommend it as a fantastic deep dive!

How the Crusades Changed History is a pretty good short version that I recommend to anyone who enjoyed The Old Guard's Nicky and Joe BUT, for the best Crusades lecture, I'd recommend this History of the Crusades podcast. Sharyn Eastaugh is not just insanely informative, but her dry wit made me laugh out loud at least once an episode at the sheer hapless ineptitude of the Crusaders.

In the Wake of the Plague is a fantastic new lecture by Wondrium, the lecturer is amazing and it provides a lot of objective insights into how humans react to plagues that is VERY relevant to current events, BUT their lecture on **The Black Death in general is the one that got me obsessed with their lecture series. I watched it in the first week of Covid lockdown and let me tell you, having this super in-depth, objective look into how people behaved during the Black Death was incredibly valuable (and chilling) going into those years because it all played out with astonishing similarity. Also, anything by that lecturer, Dorsey Armstrong, is awesome. She's a Medievalist of the highest order. I also recommend her lecture on King Arthur.

**The Birth of the Modern Mind: The Intellectual History of the 17th and 18th Centuries - this one wins the award for "Lecture I thought most likely to bore me to tears that ended up being the single most fascinating I've heard in YEARS." Seriously, the way it explores the evolution of how we think in the modern era, through the philosophers who first conceived of these ideas, was jaw-droppingly fascinating. I also recommend it to writers of historical fiction and fantasy for a crash course, by proxy, of how to write people who think differently than you.

The Other Side of History: Daily Life in the Ancient World - I once had beef with a post here on Tumblr that claimed that academic Classicists don't care about slaves or normal people during the Roman Empire, which is just profoundly absurd. I pointed out this lecture to them if they actually wanted to learn more about the subject instead of complaining that an art history professor may not have been prepped for a lecture about the lives of enslaved people in Ancient Rome. If that is a subject of interest, this lecture is great.

The Real History of Pirates - a must-listen for OFMD fans who want to get an introduction to historical pirates and the history of pirates in literature, which "Our Flag Means Death" owes as much if not more to than the historical figures.

**Turning Points in Middle Eastern History - One of the first lectures I listened to and still one of my enduring favorites. It's the first one I picked up for writing my Old Guard fic, Lights Out, when I wanted to write Joe from a more informed angle and I learned so much.

Understanding Japan: A Cultural History - One of my favorite lectures based on format, the lecturer picks a literary work or cultural concept as the entry point to explore the timeline of Japanese history. It's a fantastic way to give a wider and more holistic look at each era, pairing it with a cultural touchstone.

Shout-out to "The Mysterious Etruscans" because I just think they're neat. The lecturer is also very good and I highly recommend his lecture on ancient cities as well which taught me a lot that I didn't know.

Also a shout out to, "Warriors, Queens, and Intellectuals: 36 Great Women before 1400" for its subject and the lecturer who is great and she also has a really fascinating talk about the history of Spain.

Ok, I THINK that's some of the top ones! ;D

#history #wondrium #lecture recommendations #long post

[snitchesnsneeds]

First Half of Miraculous Season 2 Done. Here's my thoughts:

The Collector: A pretty good start! They made the teens smart while still being dumb teens!

Despair Bear: Chloe needs a therapist, arguably moreso than a redemption arc and especially a downward villainous spiral. Also Dangit Grandpa

Prime Queen: Wow, this was a lot more chill than expected. Even Cat Noir was left aghast at what Nadja was doing, Nadja seemed to be pressuring Ladybug and Cat Noir more for views than anything else, and I'm not entirely sure Akuma personalities can be trusted.

Befana: Fun fact: This was the episode that got me into Miraculous in the first place because of how shocking it was. And then I discovered even more. In hindsight from watching the other episodes, it was relatively darker, but mostly because it's Marinette's friends and family that are getting G-rated killed instead of random civilians like every other episode.

Riposte: Kagami is here! I don't see too much chemistry with her and Adrien yet, but she's cool and I like her and feel like I could be friends in real life. Also this feels like a relatively uncommon trope, but I wish "X is blatantly a woman but no one notices" was spedran through by someone with brains.

Robustus: Pretty good, all things considered. From what I've heard about Miraculous lore, creating sapient or at the very least semi-sapient AI isn't that uncommon for weirdness hotspots, and I'm putting Max in the list of characters I think should have figured out Ladybug and Cat Noir's identity. (There's four now!)

Gigantitan: It turns out my favorite parts of Miraculous are the slice-of-life bits instead of the superhero bits the show is about! We got to see more of Marinette's friends! Alix! Mylene! Julie! The Eeby Deeby herself! Also it was really sweet to see Adrien's bodyguard calm down just by looking at the kid. Adrien's true daddy.

Dark Owl: No wonder these two aren't allowed to know eachothers' identities, considering how much of a loose tongue Marinette has!

Glaciator: Alright, it's finally time to talk about the sins of Marinette and Cat Noir, considering the fan content I osmosed before watching the series was heavy salt stuff, and I wanna see how much it holds up. So far Cat Noir has acted as if he's already dating Ladybug previously, and in this episode he got mad at Ladybug for not showing up at a date when she herself said she might not come due to having other plans. Isn't he supposed to be used to not-showing-up disappointment as Adrien due to his dad? Is it different because he's Cat Noir? Is this a breaking point? No matter, he eventually calms down and is ultimately the less bad member of the relationship. Marinette, meanwhile, doesn't have as many misdemeanors to her name but they're a lot worse. She stole Adrien's phone to get rid of an embarrassing message and got away with it too, what the hell, and also owns the schedule. Although I don't believe she stalked Adrien and made it herself due to how busy she is as both Marinette and Ladybug, that's just weird and wrong. I'm reluctant to call her a stalker, but her actions are still wrong. Ultimately, this relationship is going to need a lot of therapy and counseling to not crash and burn. What were we talking about again? Oh yeah. The ice cream episode. I think the ice cream guy can be wrong and he doesn't understand that.

Sapotis: Silly little fun episode, also it introduces the first new Miraculous holder! I'm honestly fine with it so far if it means more screentime for side characters. I honestly really like seeing Marinette's classmates. They're neat. Also I was this close to putting Alya on the list but she proves time and time again that she doesn't actually know Ladybug's identity.

Gorizilla: In this episode we are introduced to Adrien's deranged parasocial fanbase. I'm starting to understand some of his father's decisions at this point. This is what I was talking about with the schedule, by the way. These obsessive stalker creeps make Marinette look reasonable, and I wouldn't be surprised if the one guy who I'm pretty sure becomes Party Crasher discreetly stalked Adrien to get his schedule. Restraining orders need to be filed.

Captain Hardrock: One of the funniest episodes, up there with Dark Cupid. Also Luka is here! And he already has great chemistry with Marinette! And more Rosie and Julie content even if it's crumbs!

#miraculous ladybug #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #ml salt #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #gabriel agreste #nadja chamack #kagami tsurugi #max kante #alix kubdel #mylene haprele #juleka couffaine #rose lavillant #alya cesaire #luka couffaine #lukanette

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Book: Open Heart, Book 1 Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Sawyer Brooks) Rating: General Category: Angsty Fluff, Christmas Word count: 2.5K Summary: Sawyer is worried that her crush is getting the wrong impression and is later hurt when she thinks he has taken advantage of a situation. A/N: This takes place during intern year (pre-Miami) shortly before the events in Merry Christmas, Rookie.

Events/Prompts: • Photo prompt from @jerzwriter • Participating in CFWC Holidays 2023 • Participating in Choices Flashfics Holiday Prompts 🎄12: “The tree isn’t the only thing getting lit this year.” 🎅21: “It looks like Santa threw up in here.” 🎁67: “What’s wrong? Do you not like your gift?” • Participating in Choices Flashfics Week #64 Prompts 👨🏻‍⚕️2: “I’m not in the mood for a lecture.” • Participating in Choices Holidays Winter 2023

While waiting in the lunch rush lines in the cafeteria, Sienna reminded her roommates of their party assignments. “...I’ve got the treats covered, Elijah is handling the music, Jackie is making jingle juice-”

“Hell yeah!” Elijah exclaimed, giving Jackie a high-five. 

“The tree isn’t the only thing getting lit this year,” she said coolly.

“Oh, and don’t forget your white elephant gifts!” Sienna also reminded them.

“Shit, I forgot about that. What are the rules again?” Jackie asked.

“The only rule is you can’t buy anything,” Sienna answered. 

“I’ll go shop the lost and found when we’re done here.”

“Or, I saw some pharma reps in the atrium earlier. You could try to hit them up for some swag,” Sawyer chimed in. 

When the group reached the front of the line, a heavy arm slipped around Sawyer’s shoulders. “Thanks for saving my spot, Brooks,” Bryce winked, cutting in line.

“Do you meatheads have to cut into everything?” Jackie barked.

Bryce chomped into the apple he hadn’t yet paid for. “Yep,” he nodded with a big toothy grin. “I’m just trying to get on the naughty list. If you all want to join me, we could save Santa a trip this year,” he joked.

“You’re already looking at Santa’s favorite ho,” Jackie quipped.

“Brooksie, I actually am in a hurry. I need to scrub in for a lymphadenectomy. Do you mind?” he asked seriously.

Sawyer tilted her head to the register, gesturing for him to go ahead.

“Thanks.” When the cashier asked if they were together, Bryce said yes.

“Bryce, you don’t have to-”

He placed a hand on the small of her back. "I've got you, Ipo. I'll see you later," he promised before hurrying away.

“Girl, what are you holding out for? He's hot and he's totally into you,” Sienna teased, once Bryce was out of earshot. 

Sawyer lifted her tray and turned to her friend. She opened her mouth to say something, but froze when she spotted a six-foot-four-inch, blue-eyed attending at the adjacent register. Not knowing how much he saw or heard, a blush of embarrassment colored her cheeks. Feeling like a shy teenager at a school dance, Sawyer hoped the interaction with Bryce hadn’t given her crush the wrong impression. 

As Ethan raised his eyes to her, he gave no indication. Pocketing his wallet, he stoically turned and exited the cafeteria. 

As their shift ended, Sawyer approached her roommates who were walking in the opposite direction down the hall.

“Locker room is that way, Brooks,” Jackie pointed. 

“I know, I just need to run and check on one more patient before I clock out.”

“Do you want us to wait for you?” Sienna asked.

“No, don’t wait up. I’ll be right behind you.” 

After making sure the coast was clear, Sawyer slipped behind the plastic curtain that sealed off the construction wing. Naveen spiked a fever earlier in the day, and she wanted to check on him before going home. She found him fast asleep, and after checking his monitors and medications, she quietly tidied the room. When she finished, she softly closed the door behind her, whispering, “Goodnight, Dr. B.”

On her way to dispose of some trash, Sawyer’s phone buzzed in her pocket.

Bryce knocked and let himself in, making a beeline to the kitchen to find Sienna. “Help?” he asked, lifting a roll of wrapping paper and tape.

She looked at him puzzled. “Where’s your gift?”

“You're looking at it.” He beckoned her to the living room, where he laid down on the floor. 

“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” she laughed, kneeling next to him.

A few minutes later, Sienna placed the last piece of tape, securing the wrapping around Bryce’s torso. Using all of her body weight, she rolled him to his back and slid him under the Christmas tree. 

“Si?” he called, his voice muffled. “Do me a favor and start the game sooner than later. I already have to pee.”

In the locker room, Sawyer traded her white coat for her winter one. As she gathered her things, her phone buzzed with an incoming call.

“Hi,” she answered.

“Hi. By any chance, are you still at the hospital?” Ethan asked.

“I am.”

“Could I ask you for a favor? I’ve had something come up at the last minute. Would you be able to stay with Naveen for a few hours?”

By now, Sawyer had come to know Ethan Ramsey well enough to know that he would not ask for help unless he was desperate. “Sure. Is everything okay?”

“Yes. I’m pressed for time right now, but I’ll explain later. I’ll relieve you as soon as I can.”

“No problem.”

“Thanks, Rookie.”

Sawyer was about to text Sienna when Danny entered the room.  

“Hey, Sawyer,” he waved. “I thought you’d be at home getting ready for the party. I’m heading there now if you want a ride.”

“Danny, I’m so glad you’re here! Could you take something to Sienna for me? I’m not going to make it home for a while.”

“How come?” 

She made sure they were alone and lowered her voice. “Dr. Ramsey got tied up with something and asked if I would look after Patient X for a few hours.”

“You should go and have fun with your roommates, Sawyer. I can stay,” he insisted, having been recruited by Ethan shortly after Naveen agreed to be treated.

“That’s really sweet of you, Danny, but I know you traded shifts so you could be off tonight. Besides, Sienna baked a batch of peppermint chocolate chip cookies just for you.”

“She did?” he smiled.

“Yeah. Go. Have fun. I’ll be there as soon as Dr. R gets here.”

After Danny left with what appeared to be a wrapped bedpan, she updated her roommate.

Later, Sawyer was in Naveen’s room, scrolling through Pictagram when her phone vibrated with a new text notification.

Several hours had passed when Sawyer felt a hand on her shoulder. 

“Rookie?” 

“Hiiiii,” she managed through a yawn. 

“I’m so sorry,” Ethan apologized.

“Huh? What time is it?” Sawyer reached for her phone, noticing several missed calls from Sienna and Bryce. 

“It’s almost four in the morning. I would have been here sooner, but I accidentally dozed off,” he explained, helping her to her feet.

“It’s okay. There's no doubt you probably needed it. And it’s been quiet here. His fever finally broke a little while ago.” 

“Good. Go home and get some sleep,” he instructed, “I’ll tell Ines that you’ll be in this afternoon.” 

“Okay.” Sawyer shouldered her bag and headed for the door. “Good night."

“Sawyer?” 

“Yeah?” 

“Thank you.”

With a shake of the snow from her coat, Sawyer entered her apartment and found Landry eating breakfast at the kitchen table. “Oh boy. It looks like Santa threw up in here.”

“Smells like it too,” he grumbled. 

“I’m surprised you’re still going in early after…,” she circled her hand in the air, “all of this.”

“Yeah, well, not all of us are lucky enough to get preferential treatment from Dr. Ramsey.” 

“Excuse me?” 

“What? This is the second time he’s personally assigned you a case. To my knowledge, he hasn’t assigned cases to any of the other interns in the competition.”

“Wow. Well, maybe if you ever crack the top five, he will.” She let him chew on that as she hung her coat and walked to her room.

Bryce turned from the surgical board and spotted Sawyer approaching. “Finally coming to collect your prize, Brooksie?”

Sawyer rolled her eyes.

“What’s wrong? Do you not like your gift?”

“You’re ridiculous,” she shook her head with an amused smile.

“So I’ve been told. By the way, this gift comes with a night on the town.” 

Unbeknownst to her, Dr. Ramsey inconveniently emerged from a nearby patient’s room, catching the tail end of their conversation.

“Bryce-” 

But before she could protest, he backed his way down the hall. “I’ve gotta run. Check your schedule and let me know when to pick you up. And you should know, I have a strict ‘no rejections’ policy.”

She sighed deeply once his back was to her, then turned to find Ethan standing a couple feet away, his eyes focused on the tablet in his hand.

“Dr. Ramsey,” she acknowledged sheepishly.

Ethan glanced at her with a side eye. “Brooks.”

“Rrrrr! Of course he is here right now!” As they moved on to their next tasks, Sawyer told herself it was time for a heart to heart with Bryce.   

"Excuse me, would you please page Dr. Ramsey?"

A few minutes later, Ethan met an attractive woman at the nurses’ station and led her away from the busybodies seated at the circular desk. As they walked down the hall, she handed him a small box. “Thank you, Jen. I really appreciate this. I’ll send you the outcome report as soon as the trial period ends.”

Stepping in front of him, Jen pulled him to the side until their shoulders hugged the wall. "It was great to see you again." She paused as a couple nurses walked past. "We had a good time last night, didn’t we?"

“It was nice to catch up.”

She didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but when Sawyer heard the familiar voice, she wondered if her ears were deceiving her. 

“Listen, I would love to see you again tonight,” Jen continued, reaching for the end of his tie and running it through her fingers. “I’m staying at The Langham. Come have drinks with me and…,” she shrugged, "we can see where things go from there.” 

“I-”

Stepping out from the vending machine alcove, Sawyer turned her head in their direction. 

Ethan’s surprised eyes met hers, finding only hurt. He moved Jen’s hand back to her side as Sawyer spun and walked briskly in the opposite direction. 

“Jen, you’ll have to excuse me. I need to go,” he apologized, watching the woman he longed for retreat and disappear from sight. “I appreciate your assistance. I will speak with you later.” 

“Later tonight?”

“I’ll text you,” he said as he sidestepped her.

Ethan’s long strides carried him down the hall quickly. He nearly collided with a visitor as he rounded the corner. “I’m sorry. Excuse me.”

In the far corner of the cafeteria, Sawyer watched the snow fall in the empty courtyard. The sound of metal chair legs scraping against the tiled floor jarred her from her thoughts.

“I’ve been looking all over for you.”

“Why? Need another favor?” she said, words laced with disdain.

“Rookie, that-”

“Dr. Ramsey, I haven’t been helping you to win favor or get a leg up in the competition. If you want an intern to run errands and cover for your ass, then let me suggest Dr. Olsen. He'd be more than happy to fill that role.”

She lowered her voice, hurt replacing anger. “I canceled plans with my roommates last night, because I believed that if you were asking for help, it must have been important. If I had known I was only covering so that you could go on a date and get…” She let the rest of the sentence die on her tongue. “Sorry. I know it’s none of my business how you spend your free time, but I won’t let you take advantage of mine.” 

Visibly disappointed, she avoided eye contact. Ethan keenly observed that her disappointment went beyond merely thinking he would take advantage of her kindness. If he was reading the situation correctly, it was the same disappointment he had felt seeing her with the surgical intern.

“Sawyer, let me explain. Jen works for Phlaum Pharmaceuticals. They are currently conducting a trial on a new antibiotic for sepsis. I reached out to her when I heard about it. Her team is in the area promoting a new product this week. You may have noticed her reps in the lobby. She made herself available to meet with me last night. And after some convincing, she agreed to pull some strings to get Naveen into the trial. She was here this afternoon to drop off the treatment.” Ethan pulled a small vial from his pocket and placed it on the table.

“It sounded like you convinced her all right,” she muttered.

“Rookie. I know we haven’t known each other long, but do you honestly believe I’m the type of person who would trade sexual favors? I agreed to a testimonial and a couple expo appearances. That’s all.”

“What? Can you blame me for going there? She said she had a ‘good time,’ and you told me you were late because you ‘accidentally dozed off,’ then she asked you to meet her again tonight…At. A. Hotel.”

He shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose at her teasing dramatization, failing to hide the crack of a smile.

“So, how’d you get out of it?” she wondered.

“I told her I would text her later.”

“You don’t text.”

“Exactly.” His knee touched hers, but neither one attempted to move away. “I need to get back upstairs. Can you meet me later to review the trial protocols?”

“I have a few patients to check on. I’ll page you after?” she answered.

Ethan scooted back in his chair, but before standing, he covered Sawyer’s hand with his own. 

“Sawyer, your contributions and the sacrifice of your time have not gone unnoticed. And as far as I’m concerned, you are my partner on this case. I should have filled you in on the drug trial. I just didn’t want either of us to get our hopes up.” 

“Thank you, Dr. Ramsey.” When he moved to stand, she followed. “I’m finished here. I’ll head back up with you.”

The elevator doors were halfway closed when a fellow intern squeezed his way through. 

“Hi, Brad,” Sawyer greeted.

“Sooo, who’s the lucky guy?” he quizzed, embarrassingly indiscreet.

“Pardon?”

“Come on, girl. Why else would you ditch us last night? Your roommates say you’re never home. You rarely come out for drinks anymore. And, you’ve parked Bryce in the friend zone.” Brad nudged her shoulder with his. “Spill the tea.”

“Sorry to disappoint, TMZ, but I’m not dating anyone. I got stuck here with a last minute case.” She made her eyes big and subtly tipped her head toward Dr. Ramsey as a warning. Luckily, Brad picked up on the cue, sparing her from having to tell any more white lies. 

Ethan hid a smile, pretending not to notice the act.

“Any chance you guys will host again for New Years? You’re the only ones with an apartment big enough,” Brad asked as they exited the elevator together. 

“Talk to Elijah. He’s the party planner of the group.” 

Once Brad was on his way, Ethan reached for Sawyer's elbow drawing her back. “You skipped your own party?” 

She shrugged. “You needed my help, and our patient wasn’t in any condition to be left alone.”

“You should have told me. I would have figured something else out…” He looked into her eyes with a sense of wonder. “Thank you. I owe you one.”

She smiled up at him. “You’re welcome.”  

“So, what excuse did you give your roommates?” he asked as they walked side by side down the hall.

“About that…” she said with a tense grin, “I’m gonna need you to assign some of your cases to the other interns in the top five.”

“Come again?”

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since we talked about it, I would love to know which f1 drivers you think would fit the 1989 vault tracks and why? 💕✨

I love this question so much. You know me and my love for lists

A read more, because boy do I have Thoughts™

"Slut!"

This song reminds me of Lewis, there's more reasons as to why but specifically this line

In a world of boys, he's a gentleman

There's an undercurrent of the male character in the song being wealthy, being into fashion

But if I’m all dressed up They might as well be lookin' at us And if they call me a slut You know it might be worth it for once

And then there's the play on words with "And if I'm gonna be drunk / Might as well be drunk in love". Him having a 0% tequila brand just somehow fits this narrative

Say Don't Go

This just fits Daniel:

I've known it from the very start We’re a shot in the darkest dark Oh no, oh no, I'm unarmed The waiting is a sadness Fading into madness Oh no, oh no, it won't stop

There's something about him in that last season at McLaren that fits the tone of this song. I just instantly have this visual of him trying but failing to offer her what she needs from him because he has nothing left to give; McLaren throwing him to the lions every single race weekend has left him a shadow of his former self. Yeah, this one hurt

Now That We Don't Talk

Oh, this song has Lando written all over it.

You went to a party I heard from everybody You part the crowd like the Red Sea Don't even get me started Did you get anxious though On the way home? I guess I'll never, ever know Now that we don't talk

Lando, with his love for DJ'ing, who gets so in his own head about how things are going, who constantly blames himself and doubts his achievements whenever a race doesn't go according to plan, but then also walks through the paddock with some truly bde. Yeah, this is so him

Suburban Legends

Now, when I first read the lyrics my immediate thought was Daniel:

We were born to be national treasures When you told me we'd get back together And you kissed me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever

There's something cheeky about it, something smug. Which then also lead to, and this was your thinking Ives, Seb. Sebastian is Formula 1's national treasure and that man is such a tease. So the former RedBull teammates can share this one

Is It Over Now?

Oh, I love this song. There's some truly clever song writing in this. Anyway. I digress.

This song? This is Charles, it fits him so well

Let's fast forward to three hundred takeout coffees later I see your profile and your smile on unsuspecting waiters You dream of my mouth before it called you a lying traitor You search in every maiden's bed for somethin' greater, baby

Charles has this disarming aura, he is so charmingly beautiful, and I like to think of him as being somewhat of a romantic -or at least romanticising the idea of love. However, that man has a type and that is "my gf's bff": If she's got blue eyes, I will surmise that you'll probably date her / Your new girl is my clone

Bonus: Bad Blood (ft Kendrick Lamar)

You can pry this out of my cold, dead hands but this is the song that perfectly describes the relationship between every no2 driver and RB/Horner, but more specifically Mark Webber and RB/Sebastian Vettel:

'Cause, baby, now we got bad blood You know it used to be mad love So take a look what you've done 'Cause, baby, now we got bad blood, hey Now we got problems And I don't think we can solve them You made a really deep cut And, baby, now we got bad blood, hey

Thank you for coming to my TEDTalk asajs 😂

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Y/N As A Doorman

From That's Not My Neighbor game

Part 3 (Part 1, Part 2, Part 4, Part 5)

I got to my house, ate a delicious meal. After that, I took a shower and started to think about today. I then smiled, “Maybe this won't be so bad,” I thought as I finished taking the shower and went back to the kitchen to make myself lunch for tomorrow.

After I was done, I went to sleep, preparing for the next day.

~●~1 Month Later~●~

I got up from my very comfortable bed, got ready, and then went to work. A few things had happened in these past 4 weeks. First, that damn Hoon Francis; he came every week, sometimes staying for very long. One time the real Francis came and saw the doppelganger, but the surprising thing is that Francis didn't care! He even allowed the doppelganger to continue dressing as him.

Another thing was that even some random doppelgangers started to come. They just looked, and if I was lucky, they would talk to me, but then they would walk away. The third thing is that some doppelgangers are getting cocky and aggressive. One almost attacked Mr. Cappuccin, thankfully nothing happened. Perhaps it's because I don't call the D.D.D and let them leave; mmm maybe it is my fault. Besides that, everything is going great. I'm on good terms with everyone, except Elenois and Selenne since I like to annoy them. But I do feel like I'm friends with Mia, Francis, Nacha, and Margarette.

I got to the apartment and entered the office. Francis was also the very first one to leave. I don't know why a milkman needs to wake up so early, but oh well, not my problem. He said goodbye and went on. I grabbed the list of people expected for today. “Ok, only 7—mm, Izaack, Anastacha, Selenne, Francis, Elenois, Steven, and Angus. Ok, please make this an easy day,” I thought as I put down the list and got on my phone. In the mornings nothing usually happens.

At 8:35 am, the first person came in. Mrs. Cappuccin walked in front of the window and greeted me before passing me her papers. I started to look over them, and everything was correct. Then, I looked at the list and saw that Mrs. Cappuccin wasn't on it.

“Hey, I mean Mrs. Cappuccin, you're not on the list. May I ask the reason?” I said, and suddenly Mrs. Cappuccin's eyes changed to an angry red, and some sharp teeth appeared.

'Rafttellyn' - *angry* “Dammit! Why didn't I think about that damn list! … You caught me. It seems you're not easy to fool, unlike the other doormen.”

I looked at her surprised, but then I relaxed. “I can't let this one go,” I thought as I pressed the red button, and for the second time since I've been working here, I called the D.D.D. After they confirmed that they were coming, I put the phone back.

'Rafttellyn' - *chuckles, talking through the metal shield* “So you consider me dangerous, ha ha ha. I've heard about you, all of us have. About the little dumb human who lets us get away and doesn't call the D.D.D unless we are truly dangerous. Ha ha ha. Be careful, little human. Make sure to always look behind you because if you don't, we will catch you,” *walks away*

I stayed frozen. “What?” I thought as I got off the chair and went below the desk. I needed a place where I felt safe, yet there was nothing in this darn office. Then I heard knocking on the window. I got out and looked; it was the D.D.D agent.

D.D.D Agent - *with a voice changer* “Are you ok?”

I nodded and got back in the chair. “Yeah, I'm fine, just a little shaken up,” I said, putting on a professional smile.

D.D.D Agent - *nods* “Good work, agent. Unfortunately, we arrived late, and the doppelganger got away. But don't worry, we will patrol around the perimeter until it is deemed safe. You can continue working,” *walks away*

I breathed in and out, then relaxed and continued being on my phone. At 10, Mr. Gauss arrived and politely told me to be quick since he needed to attend a meeting early. Since he's not Selenne, I did my work quickly, and he immediately went up to his floor. A few minutes after I saw him running towards the front doors, I thought to myself, "Hmm, I wonder what he'll talk about in the news this time. Last time it was about the 'karen doppelganger' that once they were caught they threw a massive tantrum. It was honestly funny." As I got up and headed towards the kitchen for a snack.

I came back and sat down with my snack. As I was munching on it, a doppelganger walked in. It was pretty obvious they weren't human; they were expressionless, literally. They didn't have a face - no mouth, no eyes, not even a nose.

*Sighs* "Umm, papers please," I said and waited. They only gave me their entry request. "Umm, I'll also need your ID," I said, and I saw them shake their head. *Sighs* "Ok, well congrats! You are the first doppelganger of today that has gotten close to impersonating a resident of this building. Unfortunately, since I discovered you, let's do this. You can either leave, or I'll call the D.D.D.," I said as I smiled at it. They nodded and walked away, leaving the entry request, which I threw in the trash. "I seriously need a weapon, I don't want the same senerio to happen twice. Mmmm maybe a gun or something or maybe I should take some self-defense lessons, hmm," I thought as I looked at Mr. Ciprianni arrive.

Hours passed, and mostly everyone was inside their apartments, except for my good old friend Francis, who usually comes back at 10 or sometimes a little later. While I was on my phone, my other friend came - Francis's doppelganger, or how I like to called him, Hoon. He gave me his papers and waited. Every day he does the same, and every time I catch him, yet he always keeps on trying, ... or maybe it's something else that he wants.

"Buddy, your entry permit is wrong, but hey, that's the only thing," I said and threw the entry request in the trash. I gave him his ID back, yet he didn't looked happy, as he usually would. "To be honest, his ID and appearance are wrong, but I seriously don't want him to get mad at me like the first doppelganger, but it's weird why isn't he happy?" I thought as I noticed that he was not leaving. Usually, after I discover him, he leaves, well sometimes. The times he doesn't leave right away he makes "conversation" yet this time, he not only stayed but also didn't say anything.

*Confused* "Buddy, you know the deal after I caught you, yo-" *Interrupted* I didn't finish my sentence since what he said froze me in my place.

Hoon - "Beee, .. c-careeee, ful, … hoon."

After saying that, he left. "What?" I thought as I looked at him leaving.

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[Gakuen K] Totsuka Tatara Route Translation

GOOD ENDING

Even after graduation

LIST OF CHAPTERS

[Translation under the cut]

Kamamoto: Yata-san, I'm glad you somehow managed to move up…

Yata: Don't say "somehow"! I just took it seriously, that's why.

Saya: I wonder if we'll be able to see Yata-kun's seriousness in the third year?

Yata: That is…

Kamamoto: We will see it, right?

Yata: Y-Yeah, I'll show you! Don't be scared, you two!

Saya: Fufu, he ran away.

Kamamoto: Waaah. I am so glad that I was able to celebrate the closing ceremony with Yata-san.

Saya: Kamamoto-kun really has a soft spot for Yata-kun, doesn't he?

Kamamoto: Because, you know. If he became my kohai, I wouldn't know how to address him, right?

Kamamoto: I still respect him and would like to continue to call him "Yata-san". But it would look strange from the outside.

Saya: It sure would… Uhm, I'm glad we were all able to move up.

Totsuka: Oi-i. Come here, everyone!

Saya: Totsuka-senpai.

Totsuka: It's long awaited closing ceremony of the school year, right? So come on, everyone, smile. I'll capture it on camera.

Yata: Totsuka-san, that kind of thing should be done at the graduation ceremony.

Totsuka: Well-well, it doesn't matter. You see, I couldn't graduate for some reasons.

Totsuka: Okay, Yata. A few words about the joy of moving on!

Yata: A- A few words!? Let's see…If it were in my hands, there'd be no such thing as a test-

Totsuka: Wow, that's going to be a long comment. Can you please keep it to two seconds? I'm running out of time.

Yata: Ha!? It was…"Easy win"!

Totsuka: Thank you. Next one is Kamamoto!

Kamamoto: I can't think of anything. I'm hungry, so let's have lunch.

Totsuka: Uhm, a bit later. Last but not least…you!

Saya: Me!?

Totsuka: That's right. Since you're the last performer, make it straightforward.

Saya: It's, em…

Saya: I will do my best next year!

Totsuka: Ahaha. That's ordinary. It's so like you.

Saya: …I'm really glad that senpai is back.

Totsuka: Fufu. How many times I've heard that, I wonder.

Saya: I'll say it over and over again. Because I'm really happy.

Saya: I was a little prepared for that. I thought I would never see you again. Because I hadn't heard from you at all.

Totsuka: …Uhm.

Saya: That's why I'm so happy. I absolutely hated the thought of that being left behind.

Totsuka: That?

Saya: These are senpai's belongings that were left in the classroom. Anna-sensei asked me to take care of them.

Totsuka: Oh, is that so. I see, no wonder I can't find them.

Totsuka: By the way. Do you know where my diploma is?

Saya: Yeah, I have it too.

Totsuka: What a reli-ief. I heard that a diploma is a very important thing.

Totsuka: Worst case scenario, I won't be able to enter the university. That's strange, even though it's just a piece of paper.

Saya: University…You'll enter the university without any problems.

Totsuka: Thanks to you. I wonder if I can somehow manage to get the money I need for tuition.

Totsuka: I have to study hard for that, so I don't think I would be able to visit the club room as often as Kusanagi-san.

Totsuka: I want to spend time with you, but there will be days when I won't be able to do it. I might make you feel lonely.

Saya: …It's all right, nothing to worry about.

Saya: As long as you don't lose contact with me suddenly or disappear for a long time, I'm fine with that.

Totsuka: I'm really sorry about that…But it's nice to hear you say so.

Totsuka: I'm like this, but I look forward to being around you even after graduation.

[Prev: Extra][Next: Normal ending]

#k project #gakuen k #gakuen k wonderful school days #wonderful school days #otome translation #totsuka tatara #yata misaki #kamamoto rikio

[deeptrashwitch]

Another snippet hehe Let's see what the guys are doing on a slow day!

Elijah was happy and surprisingly calm, that day was weirdly slow, but maybe it would be the only opportunity he has to relax. That week has been a bitch, and finally he could do the things he wanted. That's why he basically entrenched himself in the rest room, it was time to catch up with the series he had on the list.

Soon he started his marathon, but the calm didn't stayed for so long, as Noah arrived with a loud laugh and throwed himself into the sofa, mocking Nicholas, who rushed inside with anger. Elijah just sighed, turning up the volume and trying to understand the plot while those two fought behind, just waiting until they got tired. But it didn't happen, and they continued shouting at each other while Elijah's patience ran low, and then he snapped.

"Can you shut the fuck up, you damned animals?!" he shouted, looking at the two of them, now frozen "geez, you're worst than the rookies"

"Hey..." Noah murmured with a pout before sighing and smiling "sorry dude, I didn't notice"

"Sorry Corporal" Nicholas said with a ashamed smile, then replaced by curiosity "huh? What are you watching?"

"A k-drama" Elijah answered, going back to his serie "I started it like a month ago"

"Oh, mind if I join? I've always heard that that series are good"

"I guess, but we might need to change, this one is already far away from the beginning and you won't understand shit"

"Mmm, alright"

Like that Nicholas sat down on the floor with a raised eyebrow while Elijah picked another thing to watch, and also Noah sat over a sofa arm to stay and watch too, just to mantain the peace for now. At the end Elijah simply selected randomly one of the ones in his list, and they started to watch in silence. It was a romance story on the Joseon dynasty, which at first just bored the three of them, but some fight scenes started and they got hooked in it. They lost the notion of time, and when had to stop beacuse their body was falling asleep, they ended up watching three episodes. And now, Nicholas and Noah were frustrated.

"Why trust in that prick?!" Noah shouted, really frustrated while Nicholas nodded "the son of a bitch betrayed her already"

"I guess she using him...?" Elijah muttered without being sure

"You saw how she looked at him, use him, my ass"

"Yeah, you're right, but then she just naive"

"Or stupid"

"Whatever, I'm starving, wanna eat something?" Nicholas asked calmly

"Bring Alexander's cookies!"

"Sure!"

"I did what?" Alexander asked, appearing behind Noah without a sound

"HOLY SHIT!" the Corporal screeched as he jumped out of fright

"Hey Alex" Elijah said, feeling goosebumps "what's up?"

"I was passing by, what are you doing?" the giant of the team asked

"Watchin a k-drama, and we are getting frustrated, to be honest" he explained with a chuckle "mostly Noah"

"Oh, can I join?"

"You probably won't understand anything..."

"Meh, anyways I can shut this one up" the sniper said, pointing at Noah, who was lying on the floor

"There was my soul" García murmured "well done, you killed me, big boy"

"Dramatic" Marcus said, smiling as he shook Noah a bit "you're pretty much alive"

"You shut up, not helping!"

"Anyway, since I have nothing better to do, I'll join too" he said with a laugh "also I wanna see the Corporal all frustrated"

"Fuck off"

Soon Nicholas arrived with more food than it would be necessary for three people, just giggling when he noticed how Alexander and Marcus joined them...he was expecting that. Once again, they continued with the serie, with Nicholas explaining the plot to Alexander and Marcus between whispers. And again they lost the notion of time, and another three episodes later they had to stop again, and now was Elijah who was frustrated.

"But cut with her, damnit!" Elijah hissed, covering his face with his hands

"Stay with the other one! THE OTHER ONE!" Noah was basically screeching at that point, while Alexander calmed him down

"I hate this" Marcus growled using a cushion to liberate his anger "this is more frustrasting than I thought"

"It's a serie...calm down" Nicholas said with an awkward smile, but also a bit frustrated "and I'm sure the protagonist will have brain cells at some point"

They continued watching, all of them focused on the serie, in absolute silence. Soon Francis and Elliot arrived as well, just joining in silence, wondering why everyone was so focused on the TV. Meanwhile, the four officers watched from the hall, smiling with some mockery.

"So they were here, huh?" Luke muttered with a chuckle "what a shame the slow day finished"

"What are they watching? I think I know it" Jackson said, raising an eyebrow before hearing the opening "oh shit, I do know it"

"Wait a minute, I know it too" Alicia said before giggling "if they are as hooked as I think they are, it'll hit hard"

"Oh it will, it will"

"Leaving that aside, what about the rookie training?" Edward asked, really serious "today all of them seem really cocky"

"We'll have to interrupt them, well, too bad I guess"

"Before we do that" Luke intervened with a malicious smile "when was the last time when we trained the rookies? Like, the last time we trained with someone outside the team"

"Years" the three of them answered at unison

"Then why aren't we good people for once and we train that arrogant rookies? Just for a change, and to relieve stress"

"So...be absolute bastards with the rookies" Jackson muttered with a shitty smile "I'm in"

"Mmm, I don't have anything better to do, yeah sure" Edward said with a nod

"Alicia?"

"Is that or going to that reunion with Wraith...nah, let's train those boys" Alicia said with a chuckle "oh, this will be fun"

#ocs #oc #call of duty #cod oc #cod mw2 #team charlie #call of duty modern warfare #cod mwii #snippets #snippet

[worldswithoutendings]

I wish I could hate you [Eddie Munson]

pairing Eddie munson x Ex! Reader

summary: after a harsh breakup you get involved with the Hawkins mysterie

note: i've kinda had a slump because of school but I hope you guys like this little drabble before hell breaks loose (i'm uploading this on thursday (i'm freaking scared dude))

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ou sighed deeply, staring at the friendship bracelet you and Eddie both once shared. But after seeing him today and seen his arms only having the usual chain bracelet, no friendship bracelet in sight. Where you both had spend so long, and loving on. Only to realise. You two were really done. After 4 years of loving eachother terribly and deeply. After one rough breakup two months ago. You were officially done.

You wished it didn’t hurt you that badly. But that would be a terrible lie. Eddie broke up with you when you still had hard feelings for him. Being really happy you had already graduated from high school so you wouldn’t be seeing his face everyday. Maybe every so often when he would visit the music store. It made your heart burn badly, seeing his face. Wanting to grab his hands, his beautiful face. Listen to hours of him playing away on his guitar. The conversations induced with weed and beer. The intense conversations after a campaign. Now you had spent your days lonely, listen to casette tape. Working your days away in the music store while applying to colleges to get out of Hawkins badly.

‘l/n! we need your help” your deep thoughts get intruded by a hasty Dustin and Mike running into the music store “what can i help you with?’ you voice sounded croaked and Dustin gives you a pitiful smile “there is this thing, it’s real we swe- shit are we getting her involved in this? Oh god okay- well, Hawkins is cursed and there is another world where there are monsters and we’ve been there once or twice but the only way we can defeat it is by music so we need you best playlist there is” Dustin rambles on while Mike slowly turns white, you couldn’t help but let out a laugh “Hawkins haunted? Sure Dustin. Hellfire does take a toll on you after a while-‘ “hellfire has nothing to do with it!” Dustin screams through the store getting everyones attention.

“Dustin really?” you sigh and shake your head “told you she would never come with us” Mike hits Dustins’ shoulder “but, Eddie could be- well he already is. In terrible danger” “yeah i know, that’s why he broke up with me dustin, thanks for reminding me” you sound harsher than you intended to “sorry dustin” you mumble “i will make you a mixtape, i don’t want to be involved any further” the boys make a happy noise followed by lots of thank yous as they run out of the store “everywhere you look, you can’t seem to get rid of them do you” your friend says as she walks out with a box of new music and you rub your sweaty palms on your jeans “yeah unfortunately” you go on your break to make a little list of music to be on the playlist.

 In the evening you finished the playlist and were about to give it to dustin only for his mother to open the door “oh, goodevening miss henderson, is dustin home?” you ask and she frantically shakes her head “he is probably out to find that demonboy Munson” “oh, he asked me to make a playlist for him, can I give it to you?” “dustin asked me that you bring it to him personally dear” you couldn’t deny to hear the amount of scaredness she had in her voice. Apparently something happened you weren’t up to date with “do you maybe know where they are?” “you should ask wheeler about that hun” “okay thank you, sorry for disturbing you. Have a great night!” you walked back to your car.

Nancy brought you to the hideout where Eddie and Dustin were discussing moves. Nancy had filled you in with what was happening and you couldn’t lie but think they were all trying out Eddie’s new drugs. The stories you heard made you shake your head in denial. But knowing that Eddie is in hiding did make you feel protective of him.

When you arrive at the hideout you couldn’t help but sigh, has he eaten anything? Has he drank anything beside sixpacks? Dustin sprang up when he saw you both “l/n! you made it- oh shit” Dustin realised he didn’t tell eddie about you “she knows!?” Eddie starts yelling “she knows? She knows everything? I told you to not get her involved in anything!” his voice raises by every word he says “Eddie please, i’m only here to drop off a mixtape dustin wanted  badly” you try your best to sound harsh and unbothered. Which apparently works on him. He grabs the mixtape out of your hands and gives you one look “are you leaving now?” “ouch Eddie” you act like your hurt making Dustin snort “I’m leaving, have a great time guys” you wave them goodbye as you step out of the hideout back to your house. Trying to ignore the gut feeling of wanting to stay with them.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things

[queenofbaws]

these weeks just...just keep comin, huh??? like they don't stop or something ;P

another quick update from queenie hq: things are going to c o n t i n u e to be sporadic and strange on my end for the next couple weeks. i'm going to be hosting family, again, until roughly the end of the month, so alas, i'm not anticipating a ton of writing time. or relaxing time. or time where i'm not gritting my jaw and screaming internally. SUCH IS LIFE!

however, i'm totally psyched to report i fiiinally got to cross one long-running wip off my list (the tale(s) of the champion), and oooh the feeling of seeing a complete checkmark for that baby over on ao3 is fueling the fire for me to wrap some others up too ;P my plan for the time being is still to try and get out a chapter or two of like wringing blood in the near future, but i'm also going to be working on finally wrapping of mummy men & bathtub soup so i can open the door for other CREEPs projects. we shall see.

as always, i've thrown some snippets under the cut - strictly supermassive projects this time, hehe - and i hope you're all doing well <3

of mummy men & bathtub soup

“Uh huh. Look. I’m sure you guys have something hilarious planned for me tonight. Another A+ jumpscare courtesy of Washington Pictures, Inc. And I’m also sure that the more of this crap you get me to gobble up, the antsier all your cloak and daggers bullshit makes me, the funnier it’ll be when I fall into a swoon or whatever, but it’s not happening. Am I the brightest bulb in the lamp? No! I’m not! Am I the sort of moron who gets bit by a dog and tries to pet it a second time? Also no!”

Sam had barely started shaking her head when Fliss joined them, an unspoken question in her eyes. She latched onto her instead. “People keep talking about last night. I've heard someone mention weird stuff happening on at least three separate occasions already, so if anyone could give me just a little context, that would be so great.”

“Weird is…one way to put it,” Fliss said. “It’s not the word I would’ve picked. Freakish, maybe. Terrifying, definitely. It must’ve taken you guys forever to set that up! It was—”

“Oh no,” she breathed, dropping her head into her hands. Conrad almost expected her to sink into a nearby chair or go full-on crisscross-applesauce on the floor, so intense was her reaction. She didn’t: If anything, she set her shoulders and squared herself off, assuming the air of a battle-hardened soldier. “Okay. Okay. Okay. Listen to me. I know you think this is about you because you think everything’s about you, but I am telling you, it's not."

upcoming CREEPs project with a title that 100% spoils ALL the surprise of it and thus will not yet be included asdlkfjalskjfklsjdf

“Any word from our housetergeist?”

“Uh, not unless they suddenly share yours and Josh’s love of absolutely inscrutable inside jokes,” Ashley called back, equal measures relieved and disappointed to see the fridge decorated with the same message the guys had put up before their trip: DO THE BARTMAN. Rolling her eyes, she pulled the door open and rummaged around, making a happy little sound when she spotted what she’d wanted. “Hey,” she called again, “are you gonna be upset with me if I drink the last cream soda?”

“Josh might be!”

“I wasn’t asking about Josh, you dip! I was asking about you!”

“Oh. Then, yeah, heartbroken. I-I-I don’t know how I’ll survive! I might have to reassess this whole relationship thing. Honestly, I can’t believe you’d do something as heinous as drink the last cream soda! I thought I meant something to you!”

She grabbed the can and shut the door, groaning, “Ha ha,” before stopping cold.

The fridge magnets had moved.

a fic that started as a joke post but now has almost 40k words written for it

“Hey,” he said, giving the grate a hard shake. They all winced, pulling even farther away until they pretty much fell on top of each other. “Chill. They’re fuckin’ dead. Shit’s fine. Don’t be weird about it.”

Good deed done, he turned back around to rejoin the guys, and—fuck.

Right away, Bobby knew he didn’t like the way Chris was sizing them up. He didn’t know why he didn’t like it, he just knew it spelled trouble, one way or another.

Jack seemed to agree with him. “No,” he said long before Chris even opened his mouth. “Whatever it is you’re brewing in that snowglobe you call a skull, quit while you’re ahead. Or while you still have a head.”

“Your plan didn’t work.” For someone who usually stayed at base during their hunts on account of ‘not wanting to die the world’s stupidest death,’ Chris sure was sticking his finger awfully close to Jack’s face. That was biting range. And Jack could move quick when he wanted to. “Your plan worked even less,” he continued, moving that finger to Travis’s face instead, and Jesus Christ, that was worse!

Travis didn’t answer him. Not at first. He sucked his teeth, though. Stared at Chris’s finger. Probably thought about breaking it off if he didn’t get it out of his face. “If you don’t get that outta my face, I will break it off, so help me God.”

Yeah. Checked out.

#queenie writes supermassive #ya gurl is already exhausted and the fam hasn't even gotten here yet x_x #the past two weeks have been. so much funeral planning and let me tell you. i am not. looking forward. to the day itself lmfao #it's been. such a time over here y'all. #let me go back to sitting at the kids table i fucking hate being one of the grownups in charge of shit lmaoooooooooooooo

[gaybananabread]

Tickletober list (platonic of course) what if it’s just Emira and Amity bonding this time? it could be either way, (forgot the numbers) :( revenge, or punishment, but Em wants to finish what she started! recommend Amity/lee Emira/big ler maybe Edric could peek in at the end ? I say whatever ya like.

Yeah! I got a bit confused, but I think got it figured out pretty well. Hope you like it!

Lee: Amity

Ler: Emira, brief Edric

Summary: Amity and Emira find themselves alone, and Em thinks it's the perfect time to finish what she started, with a pinch of Ed at the end.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

It was quite inside the Blight home, which was a rare occasion. Typically the twins were doing something, the factory was running, or people were just being loud. Today, the wind was the loudest thing they'd heard.

Amity and Emira were in the living room, Ed out on errands, parents doing whatever. Amity was talking with Luz through her Tomagochi, and Emira was just bored. Without Ed, she couldn't get up to half the fun trouble they caused. The silence was almost suffocating, she needed something  to do.

Suddenly, a memory popped into her head. Last week, when Amity tried cramming, they had woken her up in a very fun way. An entertaining way. She hadn't gotten to finish, so tying up loose ends was a bonus.

"Hey Mittens, you remember when you crammed a week or two ago?" She snapped her head up at the noise, apparent even from across the room. "Yeah, kinda. I was really tired, so I don't remember much." Perfect

"Oh, well, I do. I remember that you were tired, and needed to get up. We helped. Pretty funny, wasn't it?" Emira could see the recognition on her face as she remembered, a small blush creeping at her cheeks.

"So you do. It was pretty fun, wasn't it? Being all happy and loud, not a care in the world." Her blush growing, Amity looked away, huffing a flustered "shush". Em smirked, her plan working. One more step.

"Maybe you'd enjoy it, right now?" Amity was out of the room before she could finish. Smirking, Emira got up and chased after her, expecting the chase. She didn't get to last time, so might as well squeeze one in.

She was faster than Amity, so it only lasted about a minute. She was pinned on the couch, squirming and kicking under her sister. It was useless, but she still tried, adrenaline kicking in.

"Get off! Emira!" She tried to sound intimidating, but the smile on her face and quiver in her voice ruined it. "Nah, I don't think I will." She scribbled across Amity's belly, getting everywhere she could as fast as possible. Amity tried to stay stoic, holding in her laugh.

That didn't last long.

"PFFFT- NAHAHAHA! EHEHEMIRAHAHA!" She pushed at her arms, squirming around and kicking out. "GEHEHET OHOHOHOFF!" Em just shook her head, sighing.

"I thought you'd last longer. Your belly isn't even your worst spot. It's gonna get soooo  much when I get to your armpits." Amity squealed, tugging on her hands. "PLEAHAHAHASE! EHEHEHEHEM!"

"Fine. I'll move, but I'm doing your armpits before I'm done." She didn't stop, just moved her hands up to her neck. Amity scrunched up her shoulders, batting at the fluttering hands. "Ihihihihi *snort* ihihihit tihickles!"

Emira smiled. "There's the giggle-snorts! I was wondering when they'd show up. So cute!" The teases melted her brain, her thoughts flowing out as soon as they formed. "*snort* ehehehehe! Youhuhuhu- nehehehe!"

"Huh, speechless! I've done the impossible; Amity Blight has no sarcastic remarks! Titan, it's a miracle!" Amity could only lay there, giggling her head off. It felt as good as it did torturous.

Suddenly, the front door popped open. "Hey guys, I'm ba- woah! What happened here?" Eric walked I the living room, seeing the giggly, flustered Amity beneath Emira on the couch. "Hey Ed. Just tying up some loose ends. Wanna help?"

He was torn. On one hand, he could see that Amity was tired, and probably didn't even do anything to deserve this. On the other hand, she enjoyed it, and it was always fun seeing her laugh. He ended up choosing the other hand. "Eh, why not. Mittens needs to smile more anyways."

Betrayed, Amity tried to scowl, but failed miserably. She tried to think up an insult, but hands on her ears killed any thought in her brain. "AAHahahaha! Ehehehed, Ehehem, no!"

One pair of hands stayed on her neck, swiping and scratching. The other was on her ears, messing with the tips and scriting at the shell. If she stopped one pair, the other just switched, one hand on each spot. She couldn't win.

This went on for a little while, the constant cycle of ticklish scratches and swipes, before they gave her a break. She sucked in air, still giggling off the previous attack. "Youhu guys suhuhuck!"  Emira laughed. "We're not done yet. This is the intermission. I remember promising you one more spot."

She tried to escape, pulling on her legs, but both twins grabbed her. Ed got her arms above her head, and Em sat on her legs. She rested her hands on Amity's pits, letting the anticipation build. She was already giggling. "Guhuhuys! Let go! Cohome on,, this ihisn't fair!"

Emira drummed her fingers, drawing more giggles from Amity. "I'd say it's pretty fair. I didn't get to finish last time, so I'm doing it now!" Figuring she'd waited long enough, Em dug into her sister's armpits, ruthlessly scratching and pinching the sensitive skin. Amity lost it.

"GAHAHA! NOHOHOHO! AHAHAHAHA!" The feeling drove her insane, spreading throughout her torso. The only thought in her head was 'oh Titan it tickles so bad!'  She thrashed and tugged, using all ther energy trying to escape. It didn't do anything, for the twins were holding on tight, getting the most out of this last spot.

Eventually, her cackling turned silent, save for a few gasps of breath. The twins stopped, letting her go and climbing off the couch. She didn't move for a second, utterly exhausted. She giggled to herself, sucking in air and regaining her energy.

After she didn't move for a minute, they went over to her. She was asleep, knocked out from the tickling. A smile and blush were still on her face, looking relaxed and happy. All in all, a pretty good day for the Blight siblings.

#owl house #lee!amity #ler!amira #ler!edric #the owl house tickle #ticklish!amity #toh tickle #toh emira #toh edric #toh amity #toh fic #sfw tickling community #tickle fic #tickle #augtickletober2022 #tickletober2022 #tickletober #amity blight #emira blight #edric blight

[frecklystars]

yeah he is a serial killer but hes also hugely misogynist so watch out for that

GOD. WHAT HASN'T THIS MAN DONE?? anyway thank you for the heads up hahaha. I'm assuming you're talking about Patrick Bateman, since a reblog of a gifset w/ him was queued and I wrote in the tags "this guy keeps getting F/O recommended to me but I hear he's a serial killer" or something equivalent lol. hugely misogynist huh? being a serial killer wasn't enough for the guy... he probably won't end up being my F/O when I see the film but I'm still extremely curious. I appreciate you looking out for me btw ❤

I think that's kind of funny considering my current main F/O is like... a textbook misogynist, yet I'm still like "ew, a character who disrespects women? Disgusting 😤😤 not in MY house!!!!" meanwhile Ken Carson is RIGHT HERE holding out his hand and expecting me, his "bridewife/long term distance low commitment casual girlfriend", to brewski beer him while he plays the guitar at me for 4 hours straight. He's better now though, he isn't like that anymore, it's fine ha ha haaa

I think it's hilarious and kind of baffling how people keep recommending Patrick to me as F/O material. Like, yes, I fall in love with everyone, yes I have a soft spot for evil characters. But Patrick Bateman seems like such... a... oh my god what's the word? I know the title of the movie is American Psycho but shit they really aren't messing around huh... I've only heard like 2 or 3 things about this guy but he's horrifying to me LMAO like... do people think I can fix him? Do people think he'd make me happy? or are people trying to set me up on a blind date with him so I'd get murdered? 🤔🤔

I know two people recommended him to me because "he sobs pathetically" and god I love a pathetic weeping man drenched in his own tears 😩😩 and another person recently told me I'd love his vocal patterns (voices is a special interest of mine). They sent me a 30 second video clip of him just talking, and mannnnn this dude has some exaggeratedly beautiful vocal patterns, everything he does is heightened to the max and his delivery and breath control is STUNNING. UGH. LOVE IT.

When I watch the movie I'm gonna have one of my best friends watch it with me, they can handle horror while I absolutely cannot ❤ they are gonna hold my hand the entire time and skip over anything if it's too scary. They've also looked up all of the trigger warnings already, so 👍 I shall be fully prepared.

You know what's funny? This guy is appearing in my dreams because he won't stop being mentioned to me. I'm having dreams about this fictional serial killer who can sweat on cue. I am having dreams about this man who would murder over eggshell watermarked business cards(?) bringing me a huge bouquet of flowers and dipping me in the moonlight and kissing me so sweetly. And what's even funnier is I'll tell my friends about the dreams and I'll be like "hehe maybe I'll add him to my F/O list after all, even if I don't end up watching the movie, he seems so sweet in my dreams" and they immediately reply "KERI YOU DON'T WANT HIM!!!!!!!!"

#he most likely won't be F/O. but he is kissed on the cheek at least #maybe I'll stab him with my cupid's arrow and have him bleed to death in my arms 🥰 #he'd love that surely. i do not take my villain ships seriously half the time lmao #anonymous #asks #anyway that was nice of you to reach out to me anon tysm!

[ic3t3a]

Karma

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The past week had been great. A little too great even, the 3 of you had hung out in and out of Yunjin's house. However, there was this feeling.

The kind of feeling you get when a storm is on the horizon. Or better, the feeling that a clock is ticking down the minutes till something takes a turn for the worst.

The 3 of you were walking down the streets of Seoul. There was no reason why, you guys had just wanted to get out of the house for a little bit.

"Man its hot." Yunjin said fanning herself. "I know, ugh I feel like an ice cube thats been left out in the sun." You said joining Yunjin in her complaints.

"Y'know what we should do?" Soobin chimes, " We should go to an arcade. I mean I've heard Seoul has some pretty awesome arcades."

You knew this Soobin had been wanting to go to an Arcade for the longest time. He had always showed Beomgyu & you all the arcades he'd saved on Yelp. Sometimes he reminded you of your mom, he reminded you of her personality, that is.

"Yea, I haven't played a claw machine in so long!" You said trying to convince Yunjin. "As long as I get an icee I'll be good to go." She smiled taking your hand and leading you to an arcade. Soobin following feeling a tinge of jealousy.

Yunjin laughed at your misfortune. You had been on ur last few tokens and stupidly used them on the worst claw machine in the arcade.

"I told you it was a waste." Soobin said, "Which one werre you aiming for?" He asks, digging in his pocket for tokens.

"The Squirtle plush..." You say sighing as you step to the side. He puts the tokens in and the machine starts back up. With ease he gets you the squirtle plush.

"YOU SAID IT WAS THE WORST MACHINE IN THE ARCADE!?" You exclaimed. "It is, thats why a noob such as yourself would have never neen able to get even the easiest of toys." He smirked.

Not long after that the 3 of you left the aracade and realized how much time had actually passed.

Your phone buzzed.

You sighed.

"Yunjin how much do you have on you?" You ask going for your wallet . "Why?" Yunjin asks. "Seo-Jun needs me to bail him out." You say.

"What are you serious!?" Yunjin says. "Yes." You sigh. "And your actually gonna do what he says?" Yunjin asks.

"No. Heh, I'm done with his bullshit. So I'm gonna do something else. Just give me your money. This isn't to bail him out." Yunjin hand you 50 and you count the money.

"Is Y/N this scary when she's out for someone?" Soobin whispers to Yunjin. "Oh hell yeah. Are you kidding? She's the queen of revenge. Seo-Jun's her toxic ex and for the past 3 years she's done nothing about it. Guess she's finally had enough." Yunjin folded her arms and the 3 of you head to the police station.

You swing the door open. You've done nothing to defend yourself from Seo-Jun, mainly because a piece of you still laid with him. But now, now was a whole different story.

"Hi, I'm here to bail Kim Seo-Jun out." You say. "Alright we'll being him out and then you can pay his bail. We won't release him from his cuffs tilll you pay his bail." The polic officer at the desk says.

A 2nd Officer brings Seo-Jun out. "I knew you'd do the right thing Y/N." He chuckles. You pay his bail. They release him from his cuffs.

"I'd like to report someone." You say. "Oh? And who are you reporting today?" The officer at the desk says readying his notpad.

"Kim Seo-Jun for Underage Drinking, Sexual Assult, and Theft." You finish, looking Seo-Jun in the eyes all the while. "These are some pretty serious charges ma'am. Do you at all have evidence to back up these claims?" He asks noticing the growing tension in the room.

"Why yes I do. I can hand you a list of numbers to question, email you a whole photo album of him consuming UNGODLY amounts of alchol, as well as contact his MOTHER to bring the footage she's had to cover up forever because, her son is an ASSWIPE who can't seem to know when to stop asking mommy to cover up his mistakes and take ownership LIKE AN ADULT." You finish with a smirk.

"Jesus Christ Y/N! I ask you to do one thing and ya can't even do that without fucking it up!" Seo-Jun yells as he gets in your face.

Soobin, with all his being, wants to push Seo-Jun back make sure he keeps his distance. But he wants you around him, and you staying around means him learning to let go of the need to shelter you.

"Are you done?" You say coldly. Seo-Jun opens his mouth to say something but you interupt him. "Good, because I honestly don't have the patience to deal with your narcissism. So let's get him back in those cuffs and put him that cold cell where he belongs." You say with a smile.

The officers are a little stunned but they ask you to provide them with evidence. You gladly doing so. In no time they have him back in his cell and call his mom.

For the first time you meet Seo-Jun's mom when she walks kn the door. Her hair silky black and her face is timeless.

"Who's Y/N?" She asks. You stand up expecting her to attempt to rip you apart like Seo-Jun might. "Thank you." She says blatantly, putting her hand out for you to shake.

"What? Why?" You say stunned by her words. "My son is entitled, selfish, and worst of all he's an excellent manipulator. I'm sorry for any trouble he's caused you and all charges will be taken serioisly. What exactly is your connection to my son?" She asks.

"I'm one of his ex's." You say bashfully. Her eyes widen and she frantically apologizes for her son and for the fact that they were never properly introduced.

She thanks you again and insists to pay for the taxi home.

On the ride back home, its silent. Yunjin's fast asleep on your shoulder. "You were relly cool back there." Soobin softly says. "Really? I just kinda had a loaded gun I finally was able to use." You reply.

"Well he got what he deserved." Soobin says. "Thanks for letting me handle it on my own. I saw you wanting to step in. I appreciate that you didn't." You smile.

A moment of silence followed by both of you looking out your windows while holding one another's hand. This boy would be the death of you.

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#choi soobin #txt social media au #txt social au #x reader #choi yeonjun #coquette aesthetic #slow burn #choi beomgyu #kang taehyun #txt fluff #txt angst #toxic ex #childhood friends #y/n didnt come to play #strangers to friends #friends to lovers #soobin x y/n #txt soobin #soobin x reader

[mccall-muffin]

Love vs. Hate - Part 3 // Joe Liebgott x OC

Previous Part Summary: Technical Sergeant Olivia Stark knows the military. Raised in a military family, a graduate of military school and OCS herself, she is transferring from the 82nd Airborne Division to the 101st. Between new friends and what appear to be foes, she becomes a part of Easy Company, 2nd Battalion, 506th PIR.

Warnings: Language, Angst, Self-doubt

A/N: Here is number 3 (I kinda imagined this sentence as Mr. Reginald Hargreeves would say it - Numba Threeee) This chapter has a quick change of POV, but it's marked. And I kinda love the friendship between Don and Liv. Oh and almost forgot : 100 miles are about 160 km. Just in case you were wondering, or live in a metric system country like I do.

Here is my Masterlist

Tag List: @brassknucklespeirs

28th November 1942 - Camp Toccoa, GA Bored, I sit in the lecture room, playing with my pen in front of me. Muck struggles to fall asleep to her left, and I occasionally prod him. But when the door opens, and Sobel enters with the platoon leaders, we all stand at attention. They tell us the same thing they’ve said a thousand times before.

"Listen up. Colonel Sink has overheard that the Japanese are very good at marching. We will prove that we are even better and march in three days. Pack your gear because we will not return to Toccoa," he says, looking around. "Lieutenant Winters," he then says and leaves the room again. "You heard the captain. As you've already been informed, we're shifting to Fort Benning for jump training in early December." "Sir? Where are we marching to?" then asks Lipton, and I look at him briefly. "We're marching to Atlanta. The entire battalion. We leave on the morning of December 1. From Atlanta, we'll go on by train. Carry on."

"Atlanta?" I ask in surprise, looking at Don. "That must be about 100 miles. Are they crazy?" "Shit," Don grumbles, looking down at his feet. "I've got blisters from this fucking hill already. How am I supposed to get through this fucking march with my feet?" "Maybe you should talk to Doc first?" "Maybe you're right."

30th November 1942 - Camp Toccoa, GA Two days later, we are all busy packing. "Jesus, this shit," I grumble, stuffing my things into the bag. "Women," Liebgott mumbles next to me, and I look up. "You got something to say, Liebgott? I am really not in the mood right now", I hiss at him. He looks up now, too, and our eyes meet. "Don't do it, Joe," Penkala warns him, looking at both of us with concern. Everyone around us knows it will get out of hand if he says it now. Liebgott eyes me for a moment before taking a quick breath. "I said women," again he draws breath. Don, George and Penkala groan. "Well done, Lieb. He really needs to learn the signals. I thought he has sisters too," George grumbles to Don, turning back to his things.

Meanwhile, I detach myself from my things and stand up straight. "And what exactly are you trying to say?" I jam my hands into my sides and glare at him. "What do you think? That you women are all the same. And that, once again, it's typical. You have 7000 things you always have to lug everywhere, and then we must carry your shit after you because it's too heavy for you!" "Are you fucking serious?! Do you really think that I can't carry my shit? First of all, for your information, smartass, I don't have my clothes with me. I have the same shit as everyone here, with two small exceptions. And second, I've been through the same damn training as you. So don't tell me I'm too weak to carry my shit!" Liebgott snorts sarcastically. I'm probably overreacting, but it doesn't help that it's that time of the month. "Oh yeah, we'll see about that after the 100 miles, Stark. That's the same as you being unable to defend yourself because I had to do that for you too." "But I didn't fucking ask you to, you dick! And if I remember correctly, you didn't do it for me, did you?" Liebgott's eyes turn to slits. "Damn right."

Liebgott and I are so close by now that I can feel his breath on my face. I didn't even realize we'd moved closer together during our argument, but now I can smell his scent. And it drives me crazy. "Okay, that's enough!" Don directly interferes and pushes us apart. "Why don't you just focus on your respective shit and finally finish packing. I really don't know how you two airheads can muster up the strength for this, too. Jesus Christ." I give Liebgott another angry look and then turn away from him. However, I pick up my running shoes before throwing them on the ground. "Ah fuck it!" I grumble, taking my smokes and disappearing outside. "Liv, where are you going?" Don calls after me, but I ignore him.

With no compelling destination, I trudge through the camp. Fucking Liebgott. Who does he think he is? Just lump all the women together and claim they are too weak for everything. At some point, I realize I have arrived at the other end of the camp. I stop and stare straight ahead. I don't know how long I stand there, racking my brain when suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder. Startled, I turn around.

"My ass, are you trying to kill me?" I ask, grabbing my heart. "My ass? What kind of expression is that? And I called you like five times." I take a deep breath. "I didn't hear you." "Where are you with your thoughts?" I look up at Lip, who gestures with his head for me to follow him. "And what are you doing back here anyway? I was lucky to see you by chance, or I probably never would have found you." "What's going on?" I ask, following him. "Winters is asking for us. They want to pass us the information for tomorrow so we can inform the men." I nod and follow him until I see Winters waiting for us with Nixon and Roush from a distance. The other platoon sergeants are already there as well.

"Ah, Sergeant Stark, there you are. Thank you, Sergeant Lipton," Winters greets me, and I salute him. "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know you were looking for us." "That's all right. So here's the deal: Tomorrow, at 0600, we move out. We are intended to cover about 30 - 35 miles in one day. After that, we'll set up the tents and spend the night. At 0600 in the morning, we move on. Colonel Sink demands that we are faster than the Japanese. That is, we should arrive in Atlanta in four days, where we then board the train. The whole battalion is participating, making it all the more important that the platoon sergeants help their platoon leaders keep people together and that the squad leaders keep their people in line, understand?" "Yes, sir," we say out of one mouth. "Good, full gear, including a rifle. You can turn in the big bags. The supply office will take those to Fort Benning." Winters looks at us in turn. Then Roush speaks up. "Sergeant Stark, Sergeant Lipton... You are in charge of the second platoon. Inform them all, yes?" "Yes, sir," we reply and salute him before stepping down.

"I'll get the men out, and you'll brief them?" Lipton asks me, and I nod. He gets the men out, and I look up. "2nd Platoon on me," I call out, and they come up to me before gathering around me. I look the men in the face and get stuck on Liebgott for a second before I break away and look at Don for a second. "So listen up... We just got the orders for the march. All men are to abide by their respective squad leaders, who in turn abide by me. Since the whole battalion is involved, it's even more important to ensure we don't lose anyone, understood? Good. The big bags can be turned in tomorrow. Otherwise, full gear. We march at 0600, as you were."

The men lapse into a conversation and disperse again. Don comes up to me. "Where have you been?" "Oh, I had to cool down for a minute. You know..." "I guess you weren't the only one. Joe was still babbling furiously for a while." "Let him. I couldn't care less what he thinks." "But you do, Liv. That's part of the reason he can always provoke you like that. What's really going on, Liv?" "What do you mean?" "Today's topic has somehow made you go 180 faster than usual. And I don't think it's because of the current circumstances. At least not completely." I look at him, confused. "I have a sister, Liv. I think I know when you are on your..." "Okay, okay! Shut up! It's not worth mentioning, Don." "Don't lie to me, Liv. Come on, let's sit down," he says, leading me to a tree before holding out a smoke. "Now, spill it!"

I take a deep breath. "Remember I told you guys that my siblings and I went to the military academy?" I ask with a sigh, and Don nods. "Sure." "Well, the school was run by my uncle, which is why The school accepted my sisters and me in the first place. Other than that, it was all boys. How could it be otherwise? Anyway, my uncle was so not keen on the idea, but my father was able to persuade him. Well, Uncle James always let us know that we were not boys. Be it because of intelligence, strength, or anything else. You can imagine what that does to a teenager's head, right?" I pluck at a blade of grass. "Anyway, I've always tried to prove him wrong. I gave everything I could to show him that we girls can be strong too and be just as good as the boys, but it was never good enough. I could be the fastest or shoot the best, but he always found an excuse not to make it count. Towards the end of my school years, my confidence was so low that I almost gave up. My brother Tommy encouraged me not to and to finish school. Which I did, even if just barely. After that, I joined a company near Newport and did my basic training. I did well, one of the best, but every time I saw my uncle, it was like school all over again. 'You're the best soldier in your company? Well, with a beautiful face, you can score points, too. / In real life, you wouldn't stand a chance, Olivia; you're still as weak as ever." I fight tears at the memories and quickly wipe my face with my sleeve. "When I read that paratroopers were the best of the best, I didn't hesitate for a second and signed up. I want to prove to him that I'm not a wimp and can be just as good as any man."

For a while, we are both silent. "I'm not weak, Don. I can do this." Don takes my hand in his and smiles at me encouragingly. "I know, Liv, and I believe in you. What he did to you is not justified. I mean, you're here, aren't you? With the best of the best and as a technical sergeant. You graduated from fucking OCS, and we're going to do this march, jump training, and fuck, this war together, sweetheart!" Don's words make me laugh. I nudge him with my shoulder and then grin. "Thanks, Don. I don't know what I did to deserve you." "That's a good question. I hear there's a surprise dessert tonight, and I bet you can find a way to pay me back." He winks at me, and I grin. "Wouldn't you like to have that Malarkey?" Don laughs and stands up before helping me to my feet. "So come on now, let's finish packing your shit, and then we'll get some grub in our bellies."

2nd December 1942 - Somewhere between Toccoa and Atlanta, GA It is now the second day of the march, and my feet are aching. I walk mainly next to Don, who also has leg problems. "Jesus, I don't know if I can finish this," he mumbles next to me, and I look at him. "Come on. What did you say to me? We can do this together, right?" Don smiles at me before James Diel walks up to us. "Liv... Roush wants to see you," he says, and I nod before following him to Lieutenant Roush. "You wanted to see me, Lieutenant?" I ask, and he looks at me briefly. "That's right, Sergeant Stark. I just got word from 1st Platoon that we're going for another hour or so and then camp for the night. Send someone to 3rd Platoon to brief them." "Yes, sir," I say and drop back down.

I let my eyes roam through the men. "Hey, Skinny," I call out as I spot him and walk up beside him. "Hey, Liv. You gonna keep us company for a change?" he grins, and I smile. I like Skinny, but unfortunately, he is very good friends with Liebgott, who is now walking next to him, so I don't mind being with them. I was able to avoid him very well in the last two days since our previous quarrel. "Sorry Skinny, but I have an assignment for you. Roush got word that we're going to march on for another hour or so and then make camp for the night. I need you to go to 3rd Platoon and inform Lieutenant Nixon so he can send someone to Fox Company, yes?" Skinny nods and grins at me. "Sure thing, ma'am." He drops back and disappears into the men.

As I'm about to pick up my pace, Tipper holds me back. "Hey Liv, why don't you stay with us for a bit," he says, and my gaze automatically wanders to Liebgott, who stubbornly looks straight ahead. "Sure, why not?" I return and walk alongside them. "How long are we walking today?" "Well, as far as I know, the plan is for us to do about 33 - 35 miles a day, and if we go another hour now and keep up that pace, we'll do about six more miles." "Thank God. My blisters on my feet will be happy," Alley now interjects. "Just make sure you rest and cool your feet tonight. If it doesn't work, contact Doc or Spina, will you?" "Sure thing, Sarge."

We chat for a while about trivial things until Tip turns to Liebgott. "Hey Joe, you're surprisingly quiet. What's going on with you?" I look at Liebgott for a moment, but he's still looking straight ahead. "There's nothing I have to say at the moment." "Wow, that's a new one," Tip laughs, punching Joe in the shoulder. "Don't you think so, Liv?" I look briefly at Tip and then back at Joe. I know that no matter how I answer this question, it will be a wrong answer. Then I glare at Tip, who must have noticed it too, but just shrugs. Joe tenses up next to me as well. "Well... I uh..." "Come on, just say what you're going to say, Stark. Let's get this over with," Liebgott now says, annoyed. "Jesus, you're a ray of sunshine again, Liebgott," I give out, annoyed. Tipper starts laughing behind us. "But watch out, Liv, you don't want to get burned." "Jesus Christ, can't you two just shut up?" grumbles Liebgott, and I grin at Tipper. "Don't worry, Liebgott. I'm going already, and I'll leave you in peace with your awesome mood." "Finally." "I'll see you later, Tip. Alley." I wave to the two and pick up my pace to get back to Don.

As we set up our tents that evening, I sit in a circle on the ground with George, Skip, Don, Penk, and Frank. "God damn, my hands are freezing now," Frank grumbles, and I look at him. "We have a fire for something, Frank," I say, and the others laugh. "Jesus, I'll be glad when this is finally behind us. I'll tell you that," Penkala says, and the others agree. "Hey, sweetheart, have you rubbed it in Liebgott's face that you still carry your stuff?" Don then asks me. "No, I haven't, and I won't, Don." "Why that would be so fun," he returns sarcastically. "Yeah, right... I've had enough Liebgott today, believe me." "What, when?" then asks Skip. "He was in the back, wasn't he?" "Yep, but Tip stopped me when I sent Skinny to 3rd Platoon. And that's when I was with them for a bit." Don shakes his head. "You guys should get a handle on this. If we're going to war, you guys should get along." "There'll be black snow before then, Malark," George laughs. "Yeah yeah, go ahead and make fun," I say and stand up. "Where are you going?" asks Don immediately. "Isn't a young lady allowed to go to the bathroom, Don?" "If you find one, you'll let me know, won't you?" laughs Skip. "Want me to go with you?" "No, that'll be fine. It's not like I have to go far, and besides, what's going to happen?"

I move away from the guys and look for a suitable bush as I pass another group of soldiers I don't know, who seem pretty drunk. When they spot me, they start whistling. "Hey, look, that's Easy's chick," one of them shouts, and the others laugh. "Hey, cutie, why don't you join us for a little company? Easy already has you usually." I try to ignore them, but they've positioned themselves so that I almost have to step over them. "No, thanks," I say quickly. "Do you mind?" I ask then, as one of the soldiers has spread himself out. He slides aside a little and grins at me. Suddenly I'm grabbed by the wrist by one and pulled onto his lap. "Hey!" I shout and try to free myself from his grip. "Come on, baby. Stay with us," he purrs in my ear, and I can smell his breath. "Like I said, no thanks." I struggle out of his lap and try to keep walking. The soldiers continue to complain and call out to me. Again and again, they hold me back.

"Stark?" I then hear a voice in front of me and look up. The other soldiers also look up and let go of me. Liebgott stands in front of us. Because of his distraction, I can quickly weave my way through the men, and then I'm standing next to him. "Hey, where are you going?" "Everything okay?" he asks, and I am slightly surprised but nod before turning back to the men. "A little tip. When a woman says no, she usually means it." With those words, I walk away, realizing later that Liebgott is following me. "What is it with you?" he asks, and I turn to him. "Jesus, what are you talking about, Liebgott?" "You and the men. Somehow they all seem to want you with them." "Well, I guess you're the only one who's immune to that," I return flippantly. I turn away from him. "Wait. Stark, that's not what I meant." "And what do you mean, huh? Because you always make it sound like a curse or something to spend time with me." "I was really just trying to say that you affect the men." I raise my eyebrows. Did he just compliment me? At least, kind of? "Now, have you ever thought that many men don't have much female interaction? Then they take the next best thing. I don't have to be Rita Hayworth for that. I'll do just fine as it is." "You don't give yourself enough credit. Rita Hayworth can hardly compete with you."

I jerk my gaze up and meet his. Liebgott seems to be startled by his statement and immediately averts his gaze. For a while, we stand there in uncomfortable silence. Then I clear my throat. "Well... Uh, I actually wanted to... I, uh... See ya."

Joe's POV: Still startled at me, I look after her. How stupid can I possibly be? Why did I say that? I clench my hands into fists and trudge back to my tent, which I share with Tip. Tip is sitting alone in front of it, and I sit down next to him before lighting a smoke. "Fuck," I grumble again. "What's wrong with you?" asks Tipper, and I look at him for a moment. "Oh, nothing... I had to rescue Stark from some soldiers once more." "Wow, you're almost her knight in shining armor, huh?" "Shut up, Tip." "And why exactly are you so pissed off now? Was it not the right time again?" " Time for what?" "To confess your love to her?" "What? What are you talking about?" "Come on, Joe. I know you, and I know for a fact that your nasty ways toward her aren't real. You like her and don't want to admit it."

For a moment, I look at the ground in front of me and take a drag on my smoke. "Maybe you should just jump over your shadow and tell her. You'd be surprised what might come back." "Oh, just shut up, Tip. I'm not into Stark... That's... Impossible!" Tipper puts a hand on my shoulder. "Listen to my words, Joe... Liv is a great woman. Independent, confident, and strong. And also very beautiful to look at, if you ask me. Sooner or later, someone is going to get her. Don't let your stubbornness spoil it for you. Or maybe I'll give it a shot myself." He gets up and disappears into the tent. I let Tip's words run through my head. I know for a fact that he's right. By the time this war is over, Liv will have many suitors courting her at the latest. I sigh deeply and run my hands through my hair. Jesus, this woman is driving me crazy.

Liv's POV: "What took you so long?" Don asks me as I sit back down in my seat next to him. "Hmm?" I ask, not hearing his question. My mind is still buzzing around Liebgott's words. "Where you been?" Now I look my best friend in the eye. "In the bushes, to..." "I don't mean it like that, but I think I know that even women don't have that long to pee... Unless, of course, you had to..." "Don! What the hell?" "What? It's a legitimate question. But then, where were you?" "I walked into my own irony." Don screws up his face and looks at me questioningly. "I was going into the bushes to pee. Then I was approached by some soldiers I didn't know. They were drunk and..." "Did they do something to you?" "No, don't worry. They just wanted me to keep them company, but I pushed them away, and then, who was standing there? Liebgott." "Oh, that's what you meant by irony. And then?" "Well, he spoke to me briefly. And then a funny thing happened..." "Tell me," Don demands, and I look briefly at the others engrossed in conversation.

I move a little closer to Don. "I think Liebgott complimented me..." "He didn't?! Impossible!" "Yes, he did... At least it sounded like it." "What did he say?" "Well, it was about me telling him that I don't have to be Rita Hayworth to get men's attention since I'm one of the few women they get to see at the moment, and then he said that Rita Hayworth can't compete with me..." Don lets my words run through his head. "Wow," is all he says then, and I look at him. "Is that all you have to say about it?" "What else do you want me to say to that? I think that statement says it all." Confused, I look at him, which makes Don laugh. "Don't worry, Sweetheart. Come time comes understanding." "Yeah yeah, whatever. I'm going to bed. Do me a favor, will you? Try not to make such a racket tonight." "Understood, ma'am," he says, giving me a playful salute. "Good night, boys."

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