#oh fuck I have to do Bradford as well

[blaithnne]

@ai-higurashi’s Bela is my whole wide world just so you know. We’ve been talking about the role she plays in my human au’s story a lot lately and I had to draw her, even though I’m nowhere near this point in the timeline yet LMAO

#my Babygirl my precious Angel my princess #I love her so much #this is the first modernish design I’ve posted lol?? don’t expect more for a while a bit lol #I wanna get at least Ludwig and quackmore out before moving onto the 90s era designs #oh fuck I have to do Bradford as well #I mean technically I don’t HAVE to do any of this #but I want to! #anyways I need to figure out how to format the actual lore portion of this au in a way that’s simple for me to make #and make sense for you guys #cause I’ve thought in depth about a lotta stuff #art #my art #digital art #fanart #doodle #drawing #ducktales #ducktales 2017 #ducktales human au #bela beakley #oc #ducktales oc #humanisation #Gjinka

[centralperkchenford]

Chenford + Lucy butt dials Tim whilst she is at UC school and Tim hears her confession

Chenford + Lucy butt dials Tim whilst she is at UC school and Tim hears her confession

I hope you enjoy this one!! 🫶🏻

I need you Oh, I need you

Tim is just getting into bed when his phone buzzes on his nightstand. He sighs but reaches over to grab it. Lucy flashes across the screen and his heart sinks. He hasn’t heard or talked to Lucy since he left her in her hallway.

It’s time for you to move on.

It was the worst thing he could have possibly done. And before he had turned away, he saw her eyes were full of tears.

He hates that he was the one that put them there but.. he had done what he thought was best even though it killed him. And he missed her like he was missing a part of himself.

He hesitates before answering and then he does.

“Hello?” He says there’s some noise in the background and he hears Lucy’s voice slurred.

“He just… is the best person I know.” She says. “He’s the most important relationship in my life. And I have feelings for him. Like true visceral feelings.”

Tim furrows his brows as he presses the phone against his ear. She’s probably talking about Chris, even if that didn’t make sense because Chris was.. just not it.

There’s another voice that Tim doesn’t recognize. “He sounds like a great guy. Why don’t you tell him how you feel?”

“Lucy..” Tim says but Lucy is talking over him and he realizes this was probably a butt dial and she didn’t mean to call him.

“I messed up I said it was basic biology. That it meant nothing.” Lucy says somberly. And Tim’s heart lifts as he realizes she’s not talking about Chris. She’s talking about him.

“Well you can still make it right. If what you are telling me about this guy is true, he seems to really care about you Lucy. He let you go because he was looking out for you. He sounds like he’s the guy for you.” Says the guy’s voice.

“He means everything to me, whenever I’m around him I feel safe and protected like nothing could happen to me. He literally saved my life.” Lucy says and Tim swallows down the sound he wants to make when he hears those words.

“Tell him Lucy. It’s worth it right? And if you don’t tell him you will never know how he feels.”

“He probably hates me.” Says Lucy and she’s slurring her words a little.

“No. I don’t.” He whispers out loud. He could never hate her, no matter what happened between them.

“He doesn’t hate you Lucy. I don’t know him but this Bradford guy sounds like a good guy.”

“He is. Thanks for listening Noah. I know I’m annoying.” Lucy says. “Tim would get annoyed whenever I talked about personal things.”

Tim snorts quietly. He would do anything to have Lucy back in his ear, in the shop annoying him.

“No problem.” Says Noah. “I’m here to listen.” There’s another noise over the phone and he hears the phone being moved but he’s not sure if she realizes he’s on the line.

“Come on let’s get you home. Maybe you can call Tim later.” Noah says.

“Oh shit.” Says Lucy and she sounds panicked. He wants to say something but his mouth is dry. “Fuck.” And then there is a dial tone. Tim falls back onto his pillow and closes his eyes.

Well fuck.

***

Lucy wakes up the next morning and rubs at her head groaning at the headache she has. She glances at her phone warily and closes her eyes trying to remember last night.

She was out with Noah and she admitted her feelings for Tim which was the first time she had said them out loud and then..

She reaches for her phone and clicks on the phone icon, Tim Bradford is the first on most recent calls and it’s outgoing.

Meaning she called him. And he heard everything about she felt and fuck.

Her fingers hovers over his name and she longs to hear his voice, she longs to see his handsome face and his smile that lights up a room. She wants him. She’s pressing on his name before she can stop herself, he answers on the first ring.

“Hey.” He says as if he was expecting her call. She takes a shaky breath and blows it out.

“Hi.” She says. “Listen I—”

“I don’t hate you Lucy.” Tim says quickly. “I never could hate you. I just want you to know.. I did what I did to protect you. I want you. And I was afraid you didn’t.”

“I do.” Says Lucy and she feels like a weight is being lifted off her shoulder. Tim wants her!

“I know.” He says. “At first I thought you were talking about Chris and I—”

“I broke up with him.” Lucy admits. And she had the night Tim had left in the hallway, she had turned back and told him it was over. She didn’t have a real reason except Tim. The man that had broken her heart and put it back together all at once.

“Yeah?” Says Tim. And he sounds almost giddy and Lucy sighs happily as she falls against the pillows. “I uh I’m single too.. it’s a long story but-”

“So we are both single.” Says Lucy. “And we both have feelings for each other.”

“That sounds about right.” Says Tim. Lucy feels like kicking her feet and squealing. There’s a knock at Lucy’s door and she groans. She really doesn’t want to hang up with Tim.

“I have to go.” She tells him. “But I will call you tonight.”

“Sounds like a plan Luce.” Tim says. She bites her lip at Luce and wipes the tears falling down her cheeks.

“Bye.” She says.

“Talk to you later.” Says Tim and they hang up just as another knock sounds at her door. It’s probably Noah at the door to collect her for class. She grins and skips happily to the door.

She couldn’t wait until she heard his voice again.

#chenford #the rookie #tim bradford #tim x lucy #lucy chen #chenford fanfic #chenford fic #anon answered

[currentlyfckingurmom]

Under Covers

(Undercover part two)

Warnings: smut i guess?

“Did you hear about Aaron and Celina? Rumor is they’re together,” Angela says from the drivers seat.

“Yeah, I heard something about that. I don’t believe it.”

“Well, apparently Sergeant Grey is making Bradford and Nolan talk to them about it.”

“Oh…Is that—Is it against the rules? To date another officer?” You ask nervously, trying to be subtle.

“Not exactly. No bylaws against it, but Grey doesn’t like it. And it’s a shit ton of paperwork.”

You remain silent as you think about the countless nights and soft kisses shared between you and Detective Lopez. The way she looked at you when no one was watching. The way you made her coffee and kissed her cheek before you left for work.

Did you need to file paperwork?

“So…Who needs to file the paperwork? Like, um, what…circumstances require it?”

Angela looks at you with a smirk and you know that she knows what you’re getting at. “Well, if two cops are dating then they need to file the paperwork. But nobody bothers with it unless the relationship is serious. It’s a waste of time if it’s only a fling.”

She is torturing you, you think.

“So, like, do you think we should do it?”

“I don’t know, Y/L/N. Should we?”

She is absolutely, 100% fucking with you. And it is working.

“Uh,” you laugh nervously. You swallow the lump in your throat and prepare for the inevitable word vomit. “Look, Ángel, I don’t know about you but I am in this. I really care about you and I don’t want this to be just a fling. I will file all the awkward and invasive paperwork if it means I get to hold your hand and ride to work with you. What do you think?”

“I think that I got the paperwork from HR two weeks ago and all it needs is your signature.” She smiles wide and squeezes your thigh.

“Oh,” you breathe. “¡Oh, eres un pendejo! Don’t fuck with me like that!”

“Aw, but it’s so fun.”

“Puta.”

After and awkward conversation with Sergeant Grey (though he claims to have suspected it for months), your relationship is out in the open and all the proper paperwork has been filed.

You walk to the locker room together to get changed for your date. There’s nobody else inside the room, so you snake your arms around her waist and kiss her forehead.

“So now that we’re officially dating, I can do this, right?”

You bring your lips to hers and kiss her soft and slow, but she grips your hair tight you find yourself walking her backward into the lockers.

“Anyone could walk in right now,” she pants.

“Mm, but you like that, don’t you? You’d love for everyone here to know that you’re my pretty little ángel, no? Big bad Detective Lopez, falling apart on my fingers in the locker room. Do you want that, mi amor?”

“We have a reservation,” she sighs as your lips move down her neck. You groan in frustration with your head buried in the crook of her neck.

The heated kiss quickly turns into a soft embrace.

“Angela?”

“Hm, cariño?”

“¿Serás mi novia?”

“Ya soy.”

#angela lopez x reader #angela lopez #the rookie #chenford

[bitbybitwrites]

Six Sentence Sunday/WIP Wednesday (Science Fiction Double Feature - 😉)

Going to kill two birds with one stone. I've been tagged by a few people for both of these, and decided to do a double feature and answer both 😂 - hence the title of the post. Though it did make me think of my favorite version of said song.

So thanks: @forabeatofadrum, @annepi-blog, @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion and @kurtsascot for thinking of me and tagging me!

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Well, not surprisingly, I'm still working on If I Can Make Your Heart My Home. I'm so grateful for all of you folks who have been reading along. Thank you for your kudos and kind words . . . and some very passionate feelings about the story! I love all the feedback. 💖💖💖💖

So here's a little excerpt from an upcoming chapter:

Blaine leaned across the bar.  “Do you have any bottled water?’ He asked the bartender.  “For the orchestra?” The bartender nodded and reached behind the counter for a number of water bottles which he passed off to Blaine. Blaine nodded his thanks and turned to walk back to the waiting musicians when he inadvertently jostled another guest’s shoulder.  A number of the water bottles slipped from his arms onto the floor with a dull thud. “Oh, fuck. Sorry, mate. I didn’t see you there.” Blaine shook his head as he watched the guest place an empty champagne flute on the bar in order to bend down and pick up the remaining bottles on the floor. “My fault, really.  I wasn’t paying attention.” Blaine said in return.  The guest grinned and picked up the fallen soldiers.  ‘Here, let me help you out.”  He stood up and looked around the ballroom.  “Where to?” Blaine nodded his thanks.  “Just up to the orchestra.”  “I’m Adam, by the way.  Adam Crawford.” “Blaine.  Blaine Anderson.” The guest stopped in his tracks.  “Wait, Anderson?”   Blaine turned around, puzzled.  “Yes.” Adam stared at Blaine for a moment, a look of recognition dawning on his face.  “Aren’t you . .” Blaine sighed.  ‘Yes, Cooper Anderson’s brother.  Bradford Anderson’s son.  That Anderson family.” Adam shook his head.  “No, I was going to ask if you were the Anderson who played the cello at the MusiCares benefit a few months ago.  I loved that piece you ended the night with.  Bach, I think it was, right?” “I . . uh, yes.  Yes it was. That was me.” Blaine said, flustered. “I’m sorry, most folks aren’t able to pick up or remember that.  At least at these events - unless you play as well?” Adam chuckled as he shook his head.  “No, my talents lie far, far away from any sort of musical instrument.  I prefer the pen to the bow.” “Author?” Blaine asked as they continued towards the orchestra together. He started handing out the bottles to the waiting musicians as soon as they got there. “Well, working on that," Adam admitted.  “It’s a long term goal.  But for now, I’m a Lifestyle reporter for The Guardian.” He passed off the water bottles in his hands one by one to Blaine. “Ahhh," Blaine said.  “Working dinner then?” He smiled broadly as Adam nodded.  “Well, I hope you enjoy the music tonight.  I did all the arrangements myself and personally selected the musicians to play. If you need any information about the pieces or the orchestra, just let me know.” Adam threw Blaine a grateful look.  He pulled a business card out of his pocket and passed it over to the cellist.  “That would be great.  Here’s my contact info.  Now, sorry I have to run before Kurt starts thinking I abandoned him.  I promised him another round of champagne a few minutes ago. “K . .Kurt?” 

Gorgeous cover art above by @datshitrandom

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Tagging: @madas-ahatters-world, @kirakiwiwrites, @coffeegleek, @hkvoyage, @esilher, @datshitrandom, @myheartalivewrites, @mynonah, if you want to share what any of your current WIPs are

#six sentence sunday #wip wednesday #bitbybitwrites #fic: if i can make your heart my home #klaine fanart #datshitrandom #klaine #kurt #blaine anderson #klaine prompt reverse bang 2023 #klainepromptreversebang2023 #kprb2023

[alexihawleys]

Chenford + “It’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with.”

Lucy's somehow talked her way down to the dugout level while he's finished press, showered, and gotten dressed.

He's not surprised in the slightest – she's Lucy, after all, she could sell ice to a polar bear – but he grins at her anyway, his brows high on his forehead as he walks out of the player's tunnel to find her waiting for him. Sure, he's not shocked – but he's impressed, nonetheless. She's impressive.

"You know, you could've given me a little warning," he chuckles, sliding his hand to the curve of her waist once he's close enough. He watches as she tips her head up to see him from beneath the brim of her hat, the one he'd sent her a few weeks back with a little note scrawled on the inside of the fabric. "If I'd known you were going to drive all the way up here, I would've at least gotten you into a better seat."

Lucy leans into his touch, pressing her lips together as she hums up at him. "Maybe I wanted the element of surprise on my side."

Tim squints down at her, tapping the index finger of his free hand against the brim. "Oh yeah? Why's that?"

"Well," she draws out the word and he watches her mouth, her tongue poised between her teeth as she smirks up at him. "I didn't want you to have any performance anxiety, I know how you get. I couldn't just tell you I was coming up – you would've focused on me and let the Giants beat you."

Tim snorts, rolling his eyes and dipping his head down, kissing her gently before nipping her lower lip. "I hit a three-run homer in the top of the ninth," he mumbles against her mouth. "You call that performance anxiety?"

Lucy leans her head back, her chin knocking against his lower lip as she lets her body sag into his a bit. "I call that having a good luck charm in the stands."

"I don't have a good luck charm," he counters, smirking at her as she pinches his elbow. "What? I'm just that good."

"Humble," she rolls her eyes, shoving at his chest lightly, taking a step back and taking him in. "And handsome in that suit, by the way."

Tim looks her up and down slowly, licking his lips as he listens to her laugh, taking in her outfit – ripped jeans and a tucked-in shirt, strappy sandals she knows he likes, and his hat. She looks fucking phenomenal. "Thanks, baby," he pulls her back against him, tapping his fingers against her back. "You look good in my hat."

"Your hat?" She laughs, her face pressed to his collarbone. Lucy shakes her head, squeezing his waist and scrunching her face up at him. "This is my hat, Tim Bradford – watch yourself."

"Watch myself," Tim chuckles, pursing his lips. "What are you going to do, steal it?"

Lucy huffs, poking him in the chest. "It’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with, sweetheart." She grabs his hand, tugging on it as she steps away from him. "Besides, there are explicit instructions on the inside of this hat, did you know that?"

Tim smirks at her, letting out a low rumble. "Oh, really? What kind of instructions?"

Lucy rolls her eyes, letting them get a few steps away from the player's tunnel and making their way down the long hallway towards the underground garage, where he assumes her car is parked, before she leans up to whisper into his ear. "Apparently when I'm in this hat, I'm supposed to be wearing this and nothing else. You have any objection there?"

Tim swallows, pressing his face down into her hair. Fuck, he missed her. "None," he murmurs. "As long as I get to watch it happen."

Lucy grins, shrugging as she leans into his side. "We'll see," she sing-songs, laughing as he frowns down at her. "Depends how good you look when I get you out of that suit."

#*fic #*5sentence #chenford #chenford fanfiction #c: tim bradford #c: lucy chen #tv: the rookie #ship: tim x lucy #baseballverse #hello tumblr user timlucys went to a baseball game and sent me approx 2 photos and then this happened #whoops!

[she-ismysun]

The Rookie 6x06 Live Blog Thread

Obvious spoilers ahead 🫡💫

I can't . for your own good. LMAO Angela !! First off, why is tim just leaving his car unlocked. Second, how long has he been in his car?? I didn't strike tim as a man to leave that many wrappers in the front seat of his car

"If I get fired.. I start living off my husband's trust fund :D" i love you angela

Oh boy. RIP Nolan, getting turned left and right with disaster. Unsolved murder, escaped convict, BAILEY WANTING A KID

I do really enjoy ad breaks for live Television. it gives me a minute to breathe and process and pee LMAO

Really? You're gonna walk away from your job, your relationship with Lucy.. angela's saying what we're all thinking. She's the realest.

*reminder to look for that Tim gif

"This is very annoying" [angela look]

PFFFF "I'm a grown man, I don't have a bff"

why confess to the murder by lie about the method indeed...

anyone else think this mom and daughter look wayy too close in age to be mom and daughter? No shade to teen moms, she just looks so super young and good for a mom

CUNTY? WHY HE COME OUT THE CAR LIKE THAT?? A good ol twirl and all. Slayful

oh yeah. timothy "the reaper" bradford

ok what the hell is the tea. it can't have just been lying on a report says Angela.

"I put my career above my oath" 💔

OAHDLK NOT THE "expecting mommy" book. Bailey, this is the whole reason he didn't continue dating Jessica (well there was more but he didn't want more kids!) "The longer you let me have hope, the more painful it'll be"

welcome back lucy. its been the whole half episode HEUHFDLJAKS WHAT THE FUCK. RAY? GE THT EFUCK AWAY FROM HERE. YOU CANT JUST COME IN

the way my heart just dropped. chat i am NOT ok

"YOU HAVE TO TELL ME WHATS GOING ON RIGHT NOW. NOW!!!! STOP TRYING TO PROTECT ME!"

I am DONE being the good girlfriend! You don't have to tell me everything but you HAVE to let me in *cue ad break*

PHEWWW. Nyla and Aaron are always beefing bro. I mean fair! Fair maiming from Nyla but whew.

I'm so used to watching on Hulu and being back to rewind every 5 seconds because i Didn't catch everything. lmao nice moves Nolan with da soap

also i desperately need captions and there are *none* rewatching tomorrow in class <3

oh what the fish. my stream FROZE . AND i got spoilers for Greys 😭

OH HELLO???? IA INVESTIGATION. Timothy?!?! why the HELL are you lying?! to IA!!! and how the hell is this going to come back to bite him in the ass. Tim *knowingly* falsified reports. Lying through his damn teeth. Not something I wa slooking forward to or expecting.

NYLA PRETENDING TO NOT KNOW HOW TO SHOOT A GUN IS SO FUCKING FUNNY.

so IA investigation closes without a hitch. No one gets in trouble. Not Tim. Not Angela. Not Lucy.

OU. THE HUG. THERE WAS SO MUCH HURT IN THAT. QUICK. -

UM SO. i quickly had to abandon this thread beacuse I couldn't even enjoy a chenford comfort hug. because it wasn't that. TIMOTHY BRADFORD. WHAT IS HAPPENING

#the rookie spoilers #the rookie 6x06 #the rookie #live blogging #the rookie season 6 #chenford #celina juarez #john nolan #tim bradford #lucy chen #tamara colins #angela lopez #nyla harper #bailey nune #aaron thorsen #wade grey #angst #i hate angst

[oh-three]

The Rookie S6E3:

Looked at the thumbnail and instantly remembered how excited I'd been when I saw the promo.

Rafael looks familiar. I also don't trust him for a second.

"We used AI to generate the renderings." Goddammit. AI is everywhere.

Aaron, stop trying to be funny. It's therapy.

Nolan really went above and beyond with all those cameras lol.

Celina being uncomfortable with Aaron, and Aaron making it worse by buying things for her and trying to treat her specially. 😭

Lucy went to the wrong person.

Ayy, Celina's riding with Bradford.

I think "vampire man" may be stalking Nolan and Bailey.

NOT BAILEY QUOTING NOLAN WORD FOR WORD AT THE BEGINNING OF THAT. 🤣

Tim wasn't kidding when he said he'd kicked them out lol.

That was fucking gross. And completely unexpected.

Fuckkkk, the door's open. Stalker man is where?

NOOO.

Well, I'm thoroughly creeped out lmao.

I love Luna's relationship with Celina.

The "amnesiac" really has some sort of angle here. He's not doing a great job of it.

A body in the water sure is ominous.

Oh, Rafael, you think you can pin this on the water? You kill her?

"Why do I feel like I should be more surprised about that?" Yeah, trouble follows poor Nolan like he's a magnet.

Grey is the best Lmao.

Chenford training Celina 👍

Dean's the vampire guy, right?

Guns are not a good sign.

Rip kayak.

Holy fuck, he's using Elise as bait.

Why the fuck did they split up.

Yep, okay. Saw that coming.

The single moment Lucy feels the slightest bit better and her test gets adjusted 😂

Nyla, that was not an animal.

Thank goodness for Nolan's camera collection.

LMAO, the robber had an accomplice 🤣

Ngl, Primm is scary.

Rip Rafael. Turns out he was the red herring.

.......How many times has Nolan been kidnapped now?

"I miss my friend." ❤

Nyla and Lopez making up having to testify on the island as an excuse for another vacation, and Grey seeing through it because they'd already mentioned their being no law on the island.

Bradford thinking Lucy would come in first, despite him not wanting her to make detective, and getting her a trophy and everything ❤

This one time, TV-beach is much better than real-beach.

#the rookie spoilers #the rookie

[obsidiancreates]

Casey Jones vs The Underworld Liveblog

This sounds like Casey is reading his movie script draft to pitch it to a board- nope, now it's a diary again.

YOU DID GET RIPPED AND SIDELINED SWEETIE THE WRITERS TOTALLY SCREWED YOU OVER YES YOU ABSOLUTELY SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN THAT FIGHT YOU ABSOLUTELY SHOULD HAVE

Oh, he's entered his Battinson Era I guess, with this red lighting.

CASEY BABY CAREFUL DON'T KILL THEM

Oh how dare this man be named Hun when that's a term of endearment I use for these very characters! I guess "hon" is the spelling now... ugh but it looks worse...

SHIT HOW ARE CASEY'S RIB NOT BRO- HUN LAUNCHED A HOCKEY PUCK RIGHT AT CASEY'S BALLS NOOOOOOOOOOOOO HE KILLED HIM

Oh a thumbs down after beating Casey up I- I hate this bitch

STILL DOING THE LIE OF THEIR VISION QUEST OUTFITS BEING APART OF THIS SEASON WHERE ARE THE FUCKING VISION QUEST OUTFITS THEY BETTER EARN THEIR KEEP OF BEING IN THE INTRO AND I WANNA SEE DONNIE WEAR THAT MASK AROUND CASEY

Donnie looks so sad about the state of the lair :(

ICE CREAM KITTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY SHE MEOWEDDDDDDDDD

Your lab actually looks pretty intact, Donnie.

ICE CREAM KITTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY OH GOD ROTTEN FOOD FUCK THAT'S SO GROSS Mikey no MIKEY NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HE FUCKING ATE THE MOLDY BUG-RIDDEN PIZZA NOOOOOOOO

Oh, Casey's pissed. Casey baby, maybe let them like... move back home before screaming at them to get back to vigilante-ing?

PFFFFFFT MIKEY JUST STICKING HIS HEAD IN HIS SHELL TO AVOID THE PUNCH AND HOPPING AWAY FFFFFFFT

DON'T SHAME CASEY HE TRIED OH NO THE LAUGHS SHOWED UP VISIBLY AROUND HIM HE'S GONNA ENTER HIS FUCKING JOKER ERA

DONNIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU THREW SHIT AT HIM AS HE LEFT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? I'M ADDING A NEW BODY HORROR ASPECT TO THE ANGST FIC AS PUNISHMENT, ENJOY MYSTERIOUS AND FOUL GOO LEAKING UNCONTROLLABLY FROM YOUR MOUTH AS A NEW PART OF WHAT'LL HAPPEN TO YOU, YOU FUCKER

YES YOU CAN CASEY, YOU TAKE THOSE BITCHES O- Is that Xever? Yes it is. I still can't get over that The Foot use fucking motorcycles. This is absurd.

Oh Casey baby no not Shredder, not Shredder

EW IT'S THIS GUY GOD NO THE EATING SOUNDS HAVE ALREADY BEGUN NOOOOOOO THE BELCHINGGGGGGGGGGGGG NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I can't believe I'm saying this but, Shredder get his ass!!!

EW HE SPAT SHIT OUT UGH

Love that the dumbass mob boss can't even tell that some random street punk just came in and poured his drink. Not very keen on security, eh Vizioso?

GET HIS ASS SHREDDER YESSSSSSSSSS YOU'RE THE BETTER VILLAIN ANY DAY I HATE YOU BUT AT LEAST YOU'RE TOLERABLE

Busboys don't serve food and drink, Casey, you're very lucky that Shredder doesn't fucking know how restaurants work

CASEY NO SWEETIE NO YOU ADRENALINE JUNKIE PUNK YOU'LL GET YOURSELF KILLED IF YOU THINK THAT WAS FUN OH GOD

I swear to god if Raph ignores this text or responds in cruelty, I'm putting the boys into a pot of broth

Okay good, Raph decided to just go with backing Casey up.

Major ADHD moment for Mikey with that TV remote. Relatable.

WHYYYYYYYYY THE CROGNAR PECS

Oh Leo was VERY distressed by whatever happened to Crognar

So Xever and Bradford like. Have hate hookups, right?

CASEY SWEETHEART DO NOT GO AFTER RAHZAR AND FISHFACE ALONE- DO NOT TELL THEM YOUR FULL NAME OH GOD

Okay well they nerfed Rahzar again I see- nevermind he's awake again

CASEY HAVE YOU NEVER HEARD THE PHRASE "LIVE TO FIGHT ANOTHER DAY" BABY DO YOU NEED THERAPY????? IS THIS A CRY FOR HELP?????

OH THANK GOODNESS FOR RAPH

Sorry Casey, you deserve the lecture from Raph, he's right that you should stop like, willingly almost dying with no regard for your own safety.

Now Raph, this is not how to properly express your concern. I know you're just scared for Casey's wellbeing and that Shredder will brutalize him like he did to Leo and Splinter, but it just sounds like you're mocking Casey. People are right, Raph needs to talk with Dr. Feelings from Rise.

Annnnddddd yeah Casey didn't hear panic and fear of losing someone close to him, Casey heard mocking and a lack of faith. Oh, you poor, angsty, bad-at-communicating boys...

Oh Stockman is ba- KARAI

STOP ACTING LIKE THIS SHREDDER I FUCKING HATE YOU FUCK OFF I ROOT FOR YOU AGAINST VIZIOSO BUT ONCE VIZIOSO IS OUT OF THE PICTURE I HATE YOU AND WANT TO KILL YOU

Plunger and can? Clever, Casey!

Okay Raph is right, he can't just tie Casey up.

EVERYONE STOP SLAMMING THINGS AROUND IN DONNIE'S LAB THAT MAES SHIT EXPLODE

MORE EATING OUNDS NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MIKEY STOP

Slightly radioactive, I mean so are bananas Donnie.

WAIT WHAT?!?!?!? THESE CHIPS ARE BASICALLY LIKE IF ACE CHEMICALS FROM BATMAN MADE SNACKS?!?!?!?!?!

IT FUCKING IS ACE CHEMICALS THIS SHIT IS ABOUT TO- OH GOD I DID SAY CASEY'S GONNA ENTER HIS JOKER ERA DUDE I HOPE I'M WRONG

CASEYYYYYYYYYY DO NOT SET OFF EXPLOSIVES IN THE CHEMICAL FACTORYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

YEAH BE AFRAID OF SHREDDER- OH FUCK HE SHOCKED SHREDDER ALL THAT DAMN METAL MUST'VE REALLY HURT THAT WAS BADASS

CASEY YOU KINDA DO NEED THEM RIGHT NOW NO OFFENSE BUT VEN IF YOU KILLED SHREDDER THERE'S LIKE THREE MUTANTS AND FOUR GANG MEMBERS LEFT

Oh Donnie vs Fishface this time, huh? Interesting, too bad it's background

YESSSSSSSSS MIKEY FUCK RAHZAR UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

OH FUCK LEO'S GONNA GET JOKERED

How is this bitch fucking Casey up, he's so lame

Good line Casey good line

DID THAT MAN LICK THE KOCKEY PUCK?!?!?!

Did Donnie really just say "Wait, chemicals?" all surprised when thrown into the storage closet of... a chemical factory? Sweetie. You're better than that.

Oh fuck that was a mad scientists moment. He jsut said aloud to himself "Oh, Donatello, I love your mind," with an evil little giggle. ... Maybe he and Rise would get along better than I thought.

Honestly yeah, Xever, he was talking to himself like a weirdo. You're kinda spot on.

TIGERCLAW WHY ARE YOU GIVING RAPH ANGER MANAGEMENT LECTURES WHILE TRYING TO KILL HIM it's Rise Splinter peeking through dimensions

YESSSSS CASEY GETS A SICK-ASS GUITAR RIFF NOW AND HE THREW HUN INTO THE UNKNOWN CHEMICAL VAT?!?!?!?!?!?! CASEY BABY YOU COMMITED A MURDER

Oh he kicked Tigerclaw in the Kitty Kibbles, oof FUCK ZEVER UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP TAKE THAT RAHZAR HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

CASEYYYYYYYYYYYY

Fucking hell what are those Cheesy Balls made of, good god

Oh okay Hun lived. Somehow. ... No I'm pretty sure Casey killed him.

TIGERCLAW LIKING HE CHEMICALS PFFFFFFFFFF

YES YES PREESH CASEY PREESH MY BOY YEAH HE DID GREAT MVP MVP MVP

I mean. I don't know if I'd call them. The Best. At least specifically in regards to how they treat you.

DONNIE

MAYBE LEAD WITH THE "EVERY PERSON IN NEW YORK CITY"

I THINK THAT COVERS YOURSELVES AND KARAI

#tmnt 2k12 #tmnt 2012 #sid blogs live

[anotheronechicagobog]

Chenford HC where Lucy and Tim get held hostage together

Tim and Lucy had stopped for lunch when they got a call about a jewellery store robbery

So they toss their lunch into the nearest trash can and speed off

When they get there they go through the doors and find the owner sitting on the ground and there are four men in ski masks smashing open jewellery cases and grabbing what they can

They go through the door and do the whole "LAPD! Put your hands up!" thing and surprise, surprise, it doesn't work

It does, however, provide the owner with a distraction to run into the back office and activate a more aggressive security system than a silent alarm

Big metal shutters fall down and cover the door to the office, the front door, the employees only area, and the windows

So they are effectively trapped in a space the size of Lucy's living room with four armed gunman

fan-freaking-tastic

Yeah, they have vests, one glock and one taser each, but the robbers each have semi automatics

Chenford tries to engage in a firefight, but they're out gunned pretty quick

And then they've been completely disarmed by the robbers and have been handcuffed and seated across the store from each other, leaning on jewellery display cases

They'd called for backup before the owner had turned the place into fort Knox, but they knew that help was going to be delayed

Tim is just really fucking ticked and keeps looking for a way to get out of their situations

Lucy was playing to her strengths, trying to talk to the robbers turned captors who'd been huddled near the back wall whisper arguing, trying to figure out what to do next

"Hey, you guys haven't hurt anyone-"

"Yet." Lucy gave Tim a look for that unhelpful interruption

"You haven't hurt anyone. Let's talk, not make things worse."

"Shut up!"

"Look, all I'm trying to say is that you all-"

"Did you not hear me?! I said SHUT UP!"

The robber/captor, who appears to be the leader of the group starts to get in Lucy's face

Tim does NOT like that. At all.

"Hey, back up! Get away from her, she's just trying to help you!"

"Oh, well isn't that sweet. You're a little protective of her, huh?"

Damn, that condescending voice

Those words

Too much malicious intent

Too much like Rosalind

"Just stay the hell away from her and we won't have a problem."

Tim is well aware that Lucy can take care of herself, but that doesn't mean she has to survive alone or that she didn't need backup and the leader of the group had definitely set his sights on her

And, since we know Tim can get pretty protective over Lucy, he is very much NOT okay with that

So he makes himself bigger and badder

He makes himself a target

Because if they're going after him, they're not going after Lucy

"And what are you going to do about it?"

Head butt him. That is exactly what he's going to do about it.

It creates enough of a distraction that Lucy can jump up and disarm the guy closest to her and Tim can grab the gun from the leader

With two offenders down, it evens out the odds and it's 2v2

"Put your weapons down, don't make this any worse than it is!"

"Put your guns down, let's do what we can to resolve this peacefully."

(Guess who said what lol)

One of the other guys took aim at Lucy so Lucy and Tim shot him in the vest

That left one remaining offender who was yelling them to shut up before he blew their heads off

"It's two versus one, I don't see that going well for you. Dumbass."

But thankfully SWAT breaches before anymore gunfire could be exchanged

Tim and Lucy get checked out by the paramedics but (aside from some bruised egos) they're both fine

"You know, he was right. You can be pretty protective towards me."

"Am not. You're just my partner, partners look out for each other."

"Mhmm."

"*Sigh* Please don't make this a thing."

"Make what a thing, Sergaent Bradford."

"Ugggghh. Seriously stop."

"Alright, alright... But you do know that I can take care of myself, right?"

"Yeah, of course. But like I said, you're my partner... And partners look out for each other."

(Partners my foot)

(Insert Lopez teasing Tim here, he got locked in his cuffs and got all overprotective bf over Lucy, of course she's gonna tease him mercilessly)

Also, sorry this took forever, I've had to plan a lot of funerals and memorials lately.

#the rookie #lucy chen #tim bradford #chenford #angela lopez

[companionwolf]

pride month drabble challenge fill #6

prompts: 22. Neopronouns/Pronouns + 29. Dream + 16. "You're not human, are you?"

fandom: XCOM 2 (gen verse)

TWs/CWs: mention of alcoholism

He's floating.

Drifting through the dark, weightless, furiously looking for light and finding none. He begins to fall over himself, wheeling through the empty, struggling to slow down and failing.

Central reaches out blindly into the black, scrambling at the air, and feels the hairs on his neck rise as --

Hello, John Bradford.

It's a male voice, slightly echo-y, slightly surreal. Central struggles to look around; his body feels like lead. He's not spinning through nothing though-- now he's hanging onto a chair in HQ as if he'll start floating away again.

But wait.

It's 2035. He's supposed to be on the Avenger. HQ fell 20 years ago. So why is he...?

Hm, okay, this isn't good.

The world spins. Central spins with it, lightheaded like he's drunk but there's no alcohol here, just the whirling of -- of --

Does this work instead?

His house, the house he knows lies in ruin because he walked there himself after base fall, the house he sat in the rubble of and cried. Central's throat tightens.

Maybe not, says the voice.

Managing to speak, Central asks, "Who are you?"

He is lying on the floor in a bedroom he doesn't know. It has string lights and there is a cat on the end of the bed sleeping. It must be in a city center but that's not possible. He tries to get to his feet, can't move, his body is so heavy.

I don't think this works either.

"Who are you?" Central repeats. His mouth feels dry.

There is no answer anyway.

He breathes heavy against the carpeted floor. He feels sluggish, foggy. Did he drink?

That doesn't matter right now, he thinks. What matters is that the voice is too...

Central forced himself to keep his eye open, to manage to get sat up. "You're not human, are you?" he says.

No, the voice agrees, I'm not.

Something is hovering, looming above him, bright blue and vaugely person shaped --

Fuck, where is his rifle?

John Bradford, calm down. The humanoid shape, blue and tentacled, smiles. I am an ally, not a threat. What is it the Commander says to that Reaper about the hybrids? Friend, not food, I believe.

Central can't think.

"You're -- you know the Commander," he manages.

Yes! They are-- The being pauses. I didn't tell you my name. I am Asaru.

"A pleasure," Central says dryly. "Now what the hell is this?"

Well, mostly it is a dream, Asaru says.

Thank fuck, Central thinks.

But I'm real, Asaru continues. I am an Ethereal. Do you know what that is?

Central stiffens, face twisting into a grimace. "The Elders..."

Where is his gun? His sword? Not that they'd do any good; he can't fucking move--

The Ethereal nods. The four arms, two clasped together, the other just kind of hanging. Don't worry, I am not of them.

"Yeah, like I'll believe that," Central says. His head hurts.

It's okay, says Asaru. The Commander was unsure too.

Central frowns. "What do you mean?" he says.

I am their bond mate, the Ethereal says. We are a pair.

Central stares dumbly. "You're a ... pair?" he parrots back.

We help each other.

"How long have you...?'

The Ethereal smiles, and Central realizes that the shade of blue of Asaru's bioluminescene is the same shade as the Commander's eyes.

"Oh," he says. "Who-- is this their bedroom?"

Asaru nods.

"Why am I in their bedroom?" he asks. "What are you doing to me?" Panic in his stomach.

The Ethereal tips his head. I am talking to you, John Bradford. The rest is ... He hesitates. I don't control it. Not all of it, at least.

God, what does -- wait. Central stares at the alien. "Why do you look like us?"

The Ethereal doesn't answer for a minute. Then he says, my first bond was with a adult human cisgender male. I did not know of myself at the time -- I thought I was him -- and it's me and the Commander's theory I subconiously took on his traits, like his gender.

"So you're a guy?" Central asks. "Do you..." He feels silly asking but the Commander is apparently this thing's friend and would probably be mad if he didn't do this. "Pronouns?"

He and him, thank you!

"Yeah, alright," Central says. "Now what did you need me for?"

I wanted to introduce myself.

"Why now, though?"

I can't do it in person, Asaru says. It would scare everyone. You'd probably shoot at me.

Not wrong about that, he thinks.

The dream makes you less...um, rational, the Ethereal goes on. Makes you slower to react. And it's easier to get into your head when you're asleep.

"Well, get out," Central snaps.

I will, Asaru says. I just wanted to properly meet you.

"You're weird, alien," Central says. Asaru laughs, and he thinks he hears notes of the Commander's own laugh in it.

Oh, the Ethereal adds as he turns away. I repaired some of the damage to your liver-- I cannot do much remotely. But you should stop that shit in any case.

Central blinks. What.

My first bond did that too, the drinking, Asaru says. It didn't do him any good. Won't do you any either. He sounds sad. We can help you stop. If you want us.

Central looks away, feeling his stomach churn. "I don't need your help," he says. "But thanks."

Mmm, would you let the Commander do it instead? If it was just them.

Fuck, he does want to be there for them, wants a life after this-- he won't get it if he's....

Central makes a noise of affirmation. Asaru smiles. I will let them know, he says. Then he perks up, looks at something Central can't see.

I have to go now, John Bradford, he says. It was nice to meet you as myself. The Commander is right to love you. You will be happy, I think. When this ends.

Central's brain stops working.

The Commander loves me?

The world is brilliant blue, and he falls.

#wolf barking #tailstrokes #hello commander #pride month drabble challenge

[luckyone112587]

I Will Do What I Have To Do

This was NOT how she expected their first Valentine’s Day to go. She also knew there was a possibility that when her involvement in how Tim got into Metro got out he would not be pleased, but she never expected him to react the way he had. Her stomach instantly was in knots again thinking of the look of betrayal on his face and the tone in his voice she hadn’t heard since her first week of her Rookie year. But she knew she did what she had to do and he could he mad but she wasn’t going to back down when it came to what was best for him and his happiness.

“ What the hell were you thinking, Lucy? What happened to I don’t know how you keep all this straight? And where the hell did you go that night? Was it really to help a friend? Is there more lies you would care to share?” He sneered at her while pacing his office.

“ Listen, I know you are upset..” she started before he cut her off. “Upset? Upset? Oh I am beyond upset- I am fucking pissed at you. How do you ever expect me to trust you again? You went behind my back and made moves in my career and in the careers of others. Do you know how selfish this makes you look?”

“ Selfish?! Tim, you were miserable as Court Liaison and sorry not sorry but I couldn’t let you go on like that. I was extremely careful! I made a plan. I was so incredibly grateful for you taking that position and putting our relationship first and this is what I felt I needed to do to make sure you were happy!” Tim started to open his mouth to speak again and Lucy put up her hand to stop him because no way in hell was she going to back down.

“ And another thing, Grey’s recommendation, all of the feedback from your team and Lt. Pine- that is 100% you Tim Bradford! I had nothing to do with that. You are doing exactly what I knew would happen. Excelling in a position you deserve!” she continued on.

“ I am going home before we both say something further we regret.” She said looking at him but Tim’s eyes were now focused on the stack of paperwork in front of him.

“ Oh and Happy Valentine’s Day.” She said before storming out of his office and he had a chance to speak anymore.

She grabbed a wine glass and poured herself a glass of the wine she had purchased specifically for tonight and as she replayed the conversation over in her head again she heard her front door open.

“ Hi” Tim said weakly.

“ Hello” she said trying to maintain some sass in her tone but deep down was so glad he was there. There was hope for them yet. She poured him a glass of wine as he set his backpack down and motioned for him to join her on the couch.

“So I talked to Angela” he said as he took a sip of his wine still avoiding eye contact.

“ Oh yeah how did that go?” She asked secretly hoping the detective ripped into him.

“ Well first she called me a moron and then broke down everything you did. Talking to Hicks, the “team meeting” at Nolan’s, and your favor to Smitty. She so lovingly had to remind me that you 100% had my best interests at the forefront of your plan and then called me a moron again for what I said to you.” Lucy could hear the sadness in his voice and saw the tremor of his fingers trying to hold onto the wine glass.

“ I am so sorry I exploded on you. I am so sorry I called you selfish. You are so far from selfish and have been protecting me since day 1.” He said finally looking at her. Lucy set her wine glass down and scooted closer to him on the couch. She grabbed his face gently and took a deep breath.

“ I accept your apology and appreciate that. Tim, I promise you anything and everything I do in our relationship will always have your best interest at heart. I know in the past it wasn’t like that with others and that this fight came from a deeper place that we can unpack at a later time okay? But all I need you to know right now is you are an incredible man and human being. You are strong, smart, and enough. Metro, Court Liaison, T.O. whatever position and department you are apart of is beyond lucky to have Tim Bradford there. I love you and I am so proud of you okay? Please don’t forget that.”

The I love you admission caused Tim’s eyes to go wide and before he could respond Lucy kissed him. Tim deepened the kiss and tangled his hands in Lucy’s hair. He broke apart long enough to put his forehead on hers and whisper “I love you too Lucy Chen. More than I will ever be able to put into words” and kissed her again.

After 30 minutes of I love you’s and a pretty hot and heavy couch make out session Lucy stood up and grabbed Tim’s hand.

“ Come on let’s go check out your Valentine’s Day present.” Lucy winked at him as she started to unbutton her shirt and walk backwards towards her bedroom. Tim saw the red sheer lace peak through and stumbled forward after her.

They had survived their first Valentine’s Day and major fight. They were going to be just fine, because thankfully they were so good at arguing and other things.

****check out my other works on AO3 under LuckyOne1109****

#chenford #the rookie #lucy and tim #fanfic #season 5 #ao3 fanfic

[that-fandom-writer]

over 500 words on why Lopez and Bradford are the best of friends lol

Ok so Angela and Tim that right there is the best friendship ive seen on a show in a long time. The way she will call him on his shit, but she is the one person who is there for him in ways no one else can be, (yes Lucy is there for him too but Angela is different) like Angela is Tim’s Bro and Tim is her Girlfriend lol

When Tim got shot Angela and Talia were there to pick him up without him asking

or how she sat with him while checking on Isobel 

During the quarantine she was the first one to say a smart ass comment about him when he walked out of the tent, “ill be my pension he just said Tim Bradford doesn’t go out in a wheelchair”

When Lucy was taken, he felt it was his duty to find her because he felt like it was his fault, so he called the one person who would be able to help better than anyone else he knows “lucy’s been taken I need you” “on my way” and then  when she was the one who calmed him down in the station, if she wasn’t there to calm him down who knows what he would have done, he was very hot headed that day.

Then after when Lucy went out with Nyla and Angela and she had the freak out moment, Angela KNEW he had to know.

When her bridesmaids all made her feel fat, and made her feel like shit she sent a 911 text to the person she knew would help her, her best friend. And he told her the dress made her look fat because she was pregnant, he convinced her to wear what ever the hell she wanted as her wedding dress, not based on its ability to hider her belly.

Then when she asked him to be her man of honor, he moved heaven and earth to make her wedding the best day of her life (I mean yeah it got fucked but that was different lol ) he made a million phone calls, he talked to Patrice

She called him out on having feelings for Lucy, (which is big reason its happening yall lol) “it was just a kiss, didn’t mean anything” “then why are we talking about it” “timothy do you have feelings for Lucy”

“no” “all true but that isn’t what I asked”  

When they were in Vegas, when they were at the table, she took his word on Lucy being solid, the way they slid the phone. Then when he was in the hotel room with Lucy “ut oh” “don’t do anything I wouldn’t do” other wise Angela saying “Tim you know damn well that woman is the only one you want you gotta do something about this”

And then even more “remind me what you were doing at her apartment when you found Chris bleeding out” “what are you implying” “what do you think”

Even more of Angela telling Tim he needs to go for it lol.

#the rookie #angela lopez #angela lopez tim bradford #tim bradford

[lindyloosims]

⛔⛔⛔Lou & baby Bradford spoilers⛔⛔⛔

“Uncle Lou? You okay?”

“Not really moonbeam!”

“What is it? Has something happened?”

“You could say that, looks like you’re gonna be a big sis!”

“Oh my Goddess! You and mum? When???”

“No, don’t be...I mean I wish...but no! Looks like vampires have the stuff after all!”

“Ewww, no! Stop! No more! I’m going to need therapy!”

“Well I’m sorry moonbeam but it’s a fact of life, parents have sex, how do you think you got here?”

“No-No-No, I like to think that the stork is real, and that I was delivered on their doorstep! Don’t spoil that for me Uncle Lou!”

“Dad can’t have kids! What the Hecate?”

“Well your mum isn’t one to mess around, she’s completely devoted to your dad moonbeam, so...I dunno! This is your kind of thing, y’know magic?”

“This is so fucked up!”

“Hey, watch your mouth, Uncle Lou can still put you over his knee!”

“You’ve never done that, what are you talking about?”

“Just...tryin’ to be responsible, don’t swear moonbeam, it’s not ladylike!”

“Okay, consider me told!”

“Good, now be nice to daddio okay? He’s tryin’!”

“Yes he is, very trying!”

#ts4 #sims 4 #the sims 4 #Baby Bradford #she's a teenage nightmare #not really #Lou Howell #Uncle Lou #spoilers #spoiler alert

[julienloveswho]

Chapter 4

~Chapter4: That one time Julien knocked up Christopher… ~

Reynard and Julien got into a right. Sure they had normal couple arguments like everyone else but this was an outright fight. It scared Julien too because it never happened before.

Reynard said he was going to spend the weekend with Shayne. Sure, okay, whatever. Julien would just go out and drink like a fish. Maybe even go see Armani since he wasnt pregnant anymore (obviously, since he was going to get shit faced drunk). Rey left and Julien called the Nanny over for the night. He put on a so not comfortable clubbing outfit (tight jeans, skimpy top, and some glittery shoes), he rubbed some body glitter on his abs, some glittery eyeshadow on, and some glitter gloss on his lips. Slipped a couple $20 in his sock and out the door he went.

When he got to the night club it was already crowded. His pulse quickened as he entered the club and heard the music, saw all the hot bodies on the floor. After knocking back about six drinks he scoped out a cute guy that he had never saw before and said ''Fuck it" and pushed his way onto the dance floor.

"Looking for a dance partner" "If he looks like you, yes" They spent about half an hour dancing and exchanging random drunk chat. Julien doesnt even know what they were talking about really and it doesnt matter, its not important to the story. He did catch the guys name though, it was Darren. In true Julien fashion he ended up in the backseat of Darren's car. "Wow your an aggressive boy arent you." Darren said. "Damn straight".. "Well, not straight".. He laughed and nibbled on the mans ear. "Did you want to be in charge.. Because I can gladly play the innocent one too.. If thats your thing". Julien got off the mans lap and backed up all the way against the other car door, giving his best doe eyed look. He quivered his lip and he looked almost fearful as he said "I dont know what Im doing. Will you show me?" "Oh I like innocent you".. "Dont worry baby. I will teach you real good" They had very rough sex in the back seat of that expensive car. So rough that Julien had a bruise on his thigh that he prayed would go away before Reynard came home because it was clearly a hand print. Im sure you can guess what they got into a fight about now? Well wait for it..

Darren climbed out of his car and hes immediately jumped by about five guys. The car door gets slammed shut (Darrens attempt to protect Julien). Julien is scared shitless but he decides to try and help anyways. So he opens the door on the other side, rushes over there, and yells the code word. Reynard told him if hes ever in trouble, that hes to use a special code word. The other crime families and most small gangs and thugs will know what it means and they will leave him alone because they dont want to risk the rath of another powerful family. Immediately the assult stops and the five attackers look up at him. Shit, hes in big trouble. Its Conrad, Bradford, and three low level grunts that he doesnt know.

Bradford asks ''Julien what the hell are you doing with this man? Do you know who he is?" "No, I only know his name. We met tonight in this club. We had some drinks, had a dance, and were just out here talking. We werent doing anything. I swear". Bradford kicked the man again. He was already on the ground.. "What the hell are you doing with our bosses main".. ''Answer me you waste of space''.. "He told you..We are just friends" Hes coughing and spitting up blood at this point and its hard to talk. "We were just out here hanging out".. "I didnt touch him". Bradford kicked him again "Then why are his pants unzipped"..kick "Why is his makeup smudged" kick.. Julien jumps in front of Darren to shield him from another kick. "Bradford please stop kicking him. Hes already beat half to death. He cant fight back. You have hurt him bad enough".

"If you agree to go the hell home. I will stop".

"Fine Im going home. My car is right over there". "I will drive you" It was Conrad speaking. "Sure".. He knows not to even fight back at this point. So Conrad drove him home, in his car. He gets home and goes and gets in the bath. Hes still soaking when his bath gets interrupted by a very angry Reynard… The door is basically kicked off the hinges and he comes into the room in a rage. "What the hell happened'' He doesnt even wait for Julien to respond. "Bradford tells me that he completes his mission tonight and he finds you with a rival gang member. Your pants are unzipped and your makeup is messed up".. 'You defend the thug".. "What the hell are you doing".. Hes screaming at this point.. Julien got out of the bath and hes dripping all over the floor but he wanted to shut the door and not wake the children. Rey grabs his arm. "I want to shut the door so you dont wake the kids with your shouting. You will scare them". He shuts the bedroom door (he was using the bathroom in the master bath off from the master bedroom) and when he goes to grab his robe Reynard stops him.

"What the hell is on your leg? Is that a hand shaped bruise.Did that brute hurt you" "No he didnt hurt me" "So you wanted him to touch you.. That bruise was consensual" "Well no I didnt want him to bruise me" "But you wanted him to touch you" "Im not having this argument with you" "Yes you are.. Answer me" "Yes, I wanted him to touch me.. Happy now".. "You went off for your weekend with someone else and I was alone.. I wanted someone to touch me too damnit. I just made a mistake in who I chose". Reynard punched the wall beside Julien. He put his fist right through the wall.. "Damnit" Julien opened the door to walk off.. "Dont you walk off from me".. Julien shut the door and turned around. "Why not..Huh.. Why not" "Do you want to punch me too.. Maybe cuss at me"… "God no. Id never hit you. You know that dont you" "Yeah, I know'' Reynard went into the bathroom to wash the blood off his hand. "But I just wish sometimes youd stop being a whore"

Julien picked something up off the night stand and threw it at Reynard. It whizzed past his head and broke the bathroom mirror. "A what.. A what.. Did you just call me a whore? Seriously. You can marry a dozen partners but I get lonely and want to fuck someone when your away and Im a whore" "Its different. Im marrying them.. Your just fucking them" Julien threw something else but this time it hit him in the back. "God damnit Julien that hit me" ''Good I hope it hurt." "Im not a whore by the way. I literally have only slept with three people other than you. Four people in my entire life, thats so not whore behavior" Julien totally turns into a whore later on by the way so its a fair statement later on! But anyway… "I need you to go back to Shaynes house. I need a break from you".. "Im calling Christopher over to be with me tonight". Reynard left when Christopher got there. Julien told Christopher the entire story. Christopher told Julien the story about the night that he decided to leave Reynard. It was right after Reynard accept ascension. He went mad with blood lust. The magic mixing with the blood lust set him crazy. He attacked Christopher and drained him of blood. Christopher only survived because hes an immortal. Reynard was obviously sorry and it was out of his control but Christopher was traumatized and decided not to stay. They remained friends and yes even had booty calls on and off (Christopher has had several of Reynards babies since this happened so its not like they dont have anything to do with each other.. He just couldnt remain a partner).

Christopher and Julien drank several bottles of wine as he shared their entire history. Christopher even shared his lineage so Julien understood in detail exactly how he was related to Christopher. With Christopher being an ancient immortal it feels wrong to say they are related because honestly if it were normal life, he wouldnt get to meet an ancestor this far back. So he cant look at Christopher and think relative. He looks at Christopher and thinks friend! So what happens next isnt that strange to him… He kisses Christopher.. 'I just wanted to see what that felt like..and if you would push me away.' ''It felt good by the way". "Im not pushing you away".. ''In fact if you want to do more than kiss.. Im open to it" And they did.. Julien.. Drunk.. More drunk than hes ever been in his life. Gets Christopher pregnant.

[pattywagon2go]

Transit Talk Thursday

Transit Talk Thursday: I've been noticing recently that a lot of Transit Talk Thursday tends to be train-focused, likely a byproduct of trains being pretty cool. But transit isn't just about trains, it encompasses so many other different things. So for this week, I figured it's a good time to give a spotlight to one of said things, being the good ol' trolleybus! Yeah, that's right, this post was a clever way to totally trolleybus you all. You must now reblog this to totally trolleybus your friends. You know you want to. You are already moving to reblog this post as you read this. You will then caption this post saying "Reblog this to trolleybus your friends or you will smell like ham." Do it. I know you wanna.

*shakes head*

Sorry, where was I?

Oh, right, transit.

So what's the deal with trolleybuses anyway?

Well, in essence, they're basically buses tied to overhead wires.

Pretty simple, huh?

Pretty much.

How trolleybuses work is they use electric motors to drive the wheels, but instead of using a big battery, two trolley poles are suspended above to contact a pair of trolley wires, which supply the electricity required to move the bus. Two poles are required because to close the circuit and allow electricity to flow, there must be a way for electricity to return to the wire, so you have a positive pole, and a negative pole.

By contrast trains do not need a second point of contact with a wire to close the circuit, as the rails themselves function as the second wire. This is the same for overhead wire and third rail power. The more you know.

So what's all the buzz with trolleybuses?

A great thing with trolleybuses is how cheap they are to produce. Lacking a diesel engine or a battery, trolleybuses don't really require that much material vs their combustion engine and battery powered brethren. In addition, the lack of an engine or battery makes trolleybuses less maintenance-heavy compared to battery electric buses. Trolleybuses also have an advantage of being able to navigate traffic better than a tram, and with the introduction of hybrid trolleybuses, trolleybuses can even go off the grid when necessary. No wires needed here!

Like most transit, the trolleybus isn't a very new concept. The origins of the trolleybus can be dated as far back as 1882, when Dr. Ernst Werner Siemens demonstrated the "Elektromote" in a suburb in Berlin, Germany (pictured above). Back then, this was more of a thought experiment and wasn't actually feasible for proper passenger work. The world wouldn't see that until 18 more years, at the 1900 Paris Exhibition. At the exhibition, Louis Lombard-Gérin, a French engineer, would debut the very first trolleybus line in the world. Once again, this was moreso a experiment rather than something a city would use for moving passengers from A to B. 11 more years later, however, the towns of Leeds and Bradford in the UK would be the very first towns to utilize trolleybuses for actual service. Interestingly enough, Bradford was the very last town in the UK to give up it's trolleybuses, in 1972. It wasn't just Europe getting in on trolleybuses, the United States following the first World War would embrace trolleybuses, examples being Boston, San Francisco, and Philadelphia, all towns which use trolleybuses today.

So trolleybuses are cool and all that, but are there any catches?

Well, with everything in life, yes.

Higher rolling resistance, less capacity vs a tram, harder level boarding, wires create obstructions, etc. But out of all of these, the biggest two from what I've seen are:

Higher capital cost

The wires are seen as ugly

The less important one is going to be the one about wires, as that's very much subjective preference. Me personally, I fucking love trolleybus wires. They look pretty damn cool to me. But a lot of people see them as unsightly, and unfortunately, that tends to be ammunition for NIMBYs who will bitch and complain about it driving down the prices of their homes. And speaking of price, a big issue with trolleybuses is that they usually cost more than battery buses or just regular buses. And unfortunately, not every town is going to foot the bill for them, no matter what benefits they can bring.

A big problem trolleybuses are facing is that because of their increased cost, many cities/towns don't want to foot the cost for them, or they do, but the populations don't. This either results in two things happening:

No transit gets built

Something worse is chosen

For the "something worse", it's usually battery-electrics. Unlike a trolleybus, battery-electrics use batteries to power the bus, which results in the bus now having a finite range, requiring wasteful recharging periods, and material-expensive batteries to operate. And unfortunately, more cities are taking the bait.

A good example is in Berlin this year, plans for a trolleybus line got squashed in favor of battery-electrics.

I won't say that trolleybuses are the be all and end all of transit, because they aren't. Far from it. But in a future where the resources we have today may not be there tomorrow, we have to begin moving to more efficient usage of our resources. Battery-electric buses are not the solution to this problem, rather, trolleybuses are a puzzle piece in the solution. And if you don't believe me, there's a very specific country that saw trolleybuses and went "Hey, those are perfect for me, let's overuse the HELL out of them!" /pos

Yep, the Soviet Union saw trolleybuses as a cheap and efficient method of getting cities public transportation, and said "Fuck it, have all the trolleybuses." Some still operate in former Soviet countries to this day, like the one in Kyiv, Ukraine, shown in the picture above.

So what's the point of all this?

The first is to show some transit that isn't always rail. That's obvious.

The second is to show a form of transit that deserves some more credit than you think. The trolleybus combines some of the best elements of trams and regular buses into something that's easy to make and maintain today and tomorrow. Solutions to problems cities are having won't always come from big new innovations, rather, they will usually come from technologies in the past that we used to embrace, but we just don't anymore. Things are getting better, but it will take time. In the meantime, however, get out there, and spread the good word of the trolleybus. Oh, and to also trolleybus your friends. Can't forget that.

#transit talk thursday #trolleybus

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Oh our lives (San Francisco)

April 16th, 2009

I have no idea how on earth we got ourselves into this situation. Three years ago we formed a band through boredom and thinking we could be better than the bands that played first on at every gig we went to at Cardiff Barfly. Now, April 2009, I wake up in the same hotel as Glasvegas, with a stinking hangover, after an evening of party with Sky Larkin, Yoni Wolf, Girls and drag queens. Thank you for enabling us to do this. I swear we are making the most of it.

Some Notes…

We’ve never been able to spend as much time in SF as we’d like to.

Show was rad. I owe a massive, massive thank you to Vanessa, who came through with the ventolin, which means I can get as drunk in the desert as I want, and not have to worry about dying (through an asthma attack. Alcohol poisoning or melting is still very much a possibility).

Our Tour Manager, Joke Puleo, has had the pleasure of touring with Why? in the past, when they’ve supported Yo La Tengo.  Subsequently, Yoni made the trip from Oakland to come hang out and watch us play. He’s a lovely, funny man, and in ultimate flattery, he wanted our record after the show.

Also in attendance were our pals Girls. They’re signed to the label I mentioned being “involved with”, the other day. They’re San Fran residents so were able to tell us the cool hangouts to go after the show. Choice had to be made between Paradise Lounge or the Eagle. An employee of the Paradise place described the Eagle as “butt-fucking, hairy chests”, so that’s where we headed. Girls are the best people. They’re touring the UK soon, so I get to see them play at Bristol Dot To Dot Festival. Very excited.

Really fun drag act, called Anna Conda. Me and Doug chatted with her lots afterwards, and she knew our band. She thought Ellen was the girl from the Ting Tings though.

When we got back to the hotel, Neil heard some Scotch people talking, so he did the British thing and went and spoke to them. It was only motherfucking Glasvegas.  He said they were very friendly, but me and Neil were mostly just jealous because they had an entourage of girls with them, and we just end up alone in our rooms every night, talking about mexican food or Football Manager. Also, someone from Glasvegas has a shared library (Glas Vegas’ Library) on iTunes (shared librarys annoy me generally) and they only had two Cocteau Twins albums (Treasure, and Heaven And Las Vegas), which I thought was strange (I think that’s just based on them being Scottish and wearing black a lot). They did have TWO mp3s of Caravan Of Love by The Housemartins though, which redeemed them in my eyes.  And yes, nice people, I hope their show in SF tonight goes really well.

Sky Larkin have left us now, to go back to Yorkshire. We first played with them in Bradford, on September 13 2006, and have remained the best of friends (or perhaps Awesome Pals) since. They are amazing people and an amazing band, and we love them dearly. Me and Katie were debating last night whether if we pretended to be going out it would make us get more famous. I cannot speak highly enough of them.

WE’RE NOW DRIVING TOWARDS COACHELLA, WORKING OUT WHAT SONGS WE SHOULD PLAY AND TALKING ABOUT ANIMALS’ MENSTRUATION CYCLES. VERY EXCITED!! ABOUT BOTH THINGS!!!

THANK YOU FOR LETTING US DO THESE THINGS!!

#2009 #gareth!blog #lc!blog