#very short story 365

[josiesullysblog]

Not so Small Now?

~AGED UP Neteyam x Na’vi reader

~Fluff, breast play?, touching

~Proofread?-yes

~Summary-You are older then Neteyam by a year, Neteyam is a love sick fool and you tell him the only way you mate is if he grows taller then you.

You were 365 and one whole days older than Neteyam. So, your whole life you felt like you had an advantage. In your tiny four-year-old mind you could tell him what to do because you are the oldest. And he blindly listened, “Neteyam go fetch me some beads for my hair!” He’d send you a toothy smile, “okay!” “Neteyam can you find me the biggest fish, please!” “okay, Nova!”

Now, Neteyam was in love with you the minute he met you. Always followed behind you, you were the only person he let walk all over him. You found it fun having the boy wrapped around your fingers, but you never asked too much of the boy.

When you were nine and he was eight, he brought you a handful of flowers, “my Nova!” You had been playing with some older kids when he came running. The older kids started snickering as they noticed his eyes were glued on you, “are these flowers for me?” You smiled and took them in your hand, “can you be my mate?”

Hope was laced in his eyes as the kids behind laughed harder, “she can't mate with you!” You shot them a glare, “I can do whatever I want,” you walked off with the flowers in hand and Neteyam on your trail. “So, does this mean we can mate?” you shook your head, “thanks for the flowers, but we can't mate! We are far too young!” Neteyam frowned, “when we get older will you mate with me?”

You pretended to think a bit, “I’ll mate with you when you become taller than me!” He smiled big, “I've found a mate! I’m going to tell Lo’ak!” he ran off quickly while you sighed, in your little mind he was never gonna become taller than you because you were older.

Neteyam ran all the way home with the biggest smile, “I’ve found a mate!” Neytiri turned quickly looking at the boy crazy, “son, you are far too young to think of such things,” Neteyam shook his head, “I and Nova are promised in the stars! I just have to become taller than her!” Neytiri snickered a bit laughing at the boy. “Well, I can't wait for that day,” Neteyam nodded before finding Lo’ak and telling him the same thing.

Long story short, you were wrong. Very wrong. You had completely forgotten about the bet. You had picked up many new hobbies, one being drawing, so your mind was moving too quickly to even stop and look at the boy. To notice the now twenty-year-old is no longer a child, but a man. Neteyam didn’t forget, he was waiting till after his ceremony to trap you. Not in a weird way, just when you two can be alone. So he can finally confess how he truly feels. How for the last year, since your ceremony, that no man attempt to court you. Your beauty to him was something he only should cherish.

As the months came by quickly, Neteyam’s ceremony was coming quickly. You didn't think much of it, but for some reason, a pain hit your heart when you thought of Neteyam with another. But that's crazy because he was just the boy who followed you around. Right?

You sat in complete silence as you drew the scenery around you. Besides the movement of the wind and the slight rustle of the trees, you were in such a peaceful state you didn't notice Neteyam lurking. You got up leaving your work on the floor to go get some water by the river. You hummed a song as the boy matched your pace, unbeknownst to you.

You bent down carefully feeling the water, you sighed with contentment, “feels good?” Neteyam said coming out from the bushes. You quickly turned as you heard the familiar voice, “teyem I told you to stop scaring me!” the boy simply smirked as he joined you, “well, that wouldn't be much fun.”

Your eyes stuck on the boy as he took his place next to you. Was this the same boy you grew up with? Because the boy in front of you made a slight blush cover your face, and your heartbeat go up a little. “What are you doing this deep in the forest anyway? Don’t you need to be preparing for your ceremony?” you gave the boy a playful smile. “I wanted to see you,” you stood up causing the boy to. He gently grabbed your arm pushing you onto a tree. It was then that you noticed how much the boy had grown. How he was much stronger than you, how held be able to do anything to you.

He chuckled as a noticeable blush covered your face, “not so small now, huh?” you looked away from the boy who was quick to grab your chin. “Aw, the baby can’t keep eye contact?” you crumbled under his gaze, “shut up, Neteyam,” his gaze only intensified, “I've been quiet about how I've felt for the last year, baby.” his hands trailed down your body as he spoke, causing small gasps to fall out. “For the last year, ever since your ceremony, I’ve prayed to Ewya that you may never find another. Or I don’t know what I'd do,” his words caused a feeling in between your legs. His hands stopped on top of your breast, softly touching the nipples, he squeezed the nipple hard, a loud moan coming out as a result. “Dear Ewya, even now I'm so tempted to bend you over and fuck you.”

He dragged your hand over his hard cock, “feel this? This is what you do to me, pretty girl,” your eyes were locked with the boy’s as he continued his assault on your breasts, you gently placed a hand on his face bringing it closer to you. “If you don’t stop now, we’ll get in trouble,” your words of reason were true, but you wanted him to continue going.

“Listen to me, the minute we are finished with that ceremony, I'm going to fuck you.” he let go of you, helping you off the tree. The whole walk home, your mind was going crazy. You could not wait till after that ceremony.

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Lazy ending ik:( I’ll definitely try and update this, but thankfully I was able to write! I have an important test coming up so I won't be able to write till this weekend but hope you enjoy it!!

#avatar way of water #neteyam #jake sully #loak x reader #avatar #avatar loak #avatar neytiri #neteyam x y/n #neteyam smut

[cheritzteam]

[The Ssum] Happy One Year Anniversary to <The Ssum>!

Hello, dear lab participant!

Thank you so much for joining us for the first anniversary of <The Ssum: The Forbidden Lab>. We couldn't have reached our first birthday without your support.

Thanks to your love and support, the past 365 days have been very meaningful for the development team at the Lab.

The one-year anniversary illustration that was revealed in-game on your August 17th! Check out your cute Ssumones in suits in a larger size♡

Can you recognize the people behind the two Ssumones? Hint: They've already appeared several times in conversations with your Ssumones! (Their identities will be revealed in an upcoming feature update, but until then, try guessing who they are >.0)

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts for spending 200 days with Teo and Harry. We're sure the two Ssumones are very fond of and cherish the time they spent with you.

Prior to the completion update of Season 1 of <The Ssum>, <Forbidden Lab>, this fall and winter <The Ssum> will be revamped and rebranded as Season 2, <Love from Today>.

*Stay tuned for updates this fall and winter! *Seasonal content updates for Season 1 characters will continue.

Here are the highlights of the update of Season 2 <~Love from Today~>.

Addition of New Characters In Season 2, a new Ssumone (or Ssumones!) will come to you. What kind of Ssumone will be the first to visit you in Season 2?

Change in App Theme Season 2, <~Love from Today~>, will offer short but powerful scenarios to immerse you in a more romantic atmosphere, and will feature video calling. *Some UI changes will only be applied when you are matched with a Season 2 Ssumone.

Change in Art Style Season 2 will feature a more casual illustrative style!

Return of the <Mystic Messenger> Writing Team Starting from Season 2, the story will be written by the same team that wrote <Mystic Messenger>. Expect a fuller story. Some researchers may even recognize some familiar faces.

Change in Update Interval Starting in Season 2, we won't be providing more updates than the number of days after launch. We will be updating every 30 days, so stay tuned for a short but rich experience with your Ssumone.

Visit the homepage now to check out the silhouette and BGM of Season 2's (first) Ssumone.

We're also upgrading our existing Season 1 Ssumones Teo and Harry, and will come back with more good news.

We hope you're excited to see what's new, dear lab participant. Here's to your happy and love-ssum fall and winter this year!

Thank you!

-Cheritz-

#TheSsum #TS #Cheritz #TheSsum_1stAnniversary

[pleasingsatellite]

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yourinstagram being a milf for halloween

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harryfan1 SHUT UP

harryfan2 what is going on in the house of commons

annetwist my lil pumpkin!

harry_lambert already have a call in to alessandro for custom gucci onsies

harryfan3 finally a lil styles nepotism baby is arriving

harrystyles you’re a milf 24/7 365 days

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people harry styles and his newly pregnant wife y/n were spotted picking up lunch today after announcing the news that they are expecting a baby in the new year!

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harryfan1 they’re so cute

harryfan2 he held her hand literally from when they got out the car, in the restaurant and until they got back in the car 😔

harryfan3 I can’t wait to see harry driving a dad car around

↳harryfan4 the car seat in the back 🥺

harryfan5 I just know harry cried when she told him she was pregnant

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yourinstagram mom goes clubbing (I was in bed by 11 pm)

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harryfan1 I love that she’s not giving up her style during her pregnancy

harry_lambert and when you say club you actually mean a bar that had music playing

↳yourinstagram shhh let them think I’m a cool mom okay

↳harrystyles I think the whole “in bed by 11 pm” already kinda ruined the cool mom bit babe..

yourinstagram can you guys believe not a single guy asked to buy me a drink! I have not a single clue why that happened!

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harryflorals “I’m thinking of trying out a new look now that I’m going to be a dad. Do we think a full beard would look good? There’s so much booing, gonna take that as a firm no. My missus also booed the idea but I’m not giving up!” -Harry on stage tonight in LA

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harryfan1 BOOING????????

harryfan2 listen I’m a mustachrry stan but a full beard?…

harryfan3 he’s gonna take the dad look and run with it

↳ harryfan4 he’s gonna come out on stage in new balances next show and shorts down to his knees

harryfan5 glad y/n agrees on the whole beard thing

harryfan6 y’all have no taste!!!!! beardrry would slay

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yourinstagram finally feeling up to boot scooting with you all so LA night 4 I’m coming for you 🫶🏻

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harryfan1 OMG MY SHOW I’LL SEE YOU THERE

jefezoff oh thank god I have my dancing partner back, tom just hasn’t been making the cut recently

↳yourinstagram I make no promises I’ll be moving very fast though y’all might need to modify it for me

harrystyles baby’s first concert! what an honor.

↳yourinstagram they told me they wanna hear Grapejuice…

↳harrystyles ha ha no.

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harrystyles Music For A Sushi Restaurant. Out Now.

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harryfan1 SIR???????

harryfan2 wait I kinda dig the beard

harryfan3 I just know he made them put a beard on him for this mv to prove he’d look good in it to y/n

↳yourinstagram that’s exactly what he did and it’s not working!!!

annetwist It’s a look honey!

↳yourinstagram even your mom is on my side

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yourinstagram mom and dad date night

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harryfan1 god I still haven’t wrapped my mind around harry being a dad

harryfan2 do you guys think harry mentions being a dad in every conversation now

↳harryfan3 no need to even phrase it as a question because we all know he does

harryfan4 MY PARENTS ARE ACTUAL PARENTS NOW

yourinstagram harry mentioned becoming a dad 65 times to the waiter, I counted.

↳harrystyles you’re a liar, it was only 60 times.

yourinstagram via stories

omg so sorry for my absence, I’ve just felt so uninspired tbh like just didn’t even wanna look at my requests or drafts and I happened to be scrolling on pinterest and Victoria Waldau popped up and I whipped this bad boy out! sorry for all the dad harry posts 🫶🏻

#harry styles fake ig #harry styles fake social media #harry styles fake instagram #harry styles x you #harry styles x reader #harry styles blurb #harry styles fluff #harry styles imagine #harry styles instagram #harry styles au #harry styles headcannon #harry styles #harry styles fanfiction

[devine-fem]

Uhm, if you’re going to read a long post of me ranting about Jon Kent then read this one.

if I hadn’t gotten so attached to Jon and his potential then I genuinely understand why people genuinely dislike him. As someone who likes Jon, I just think about how much untapped potential he has and I’ve gotten attached to that. To be fair, I’m starting to get where anti-Jon Kent people are coming from.

he had excellent potential with Damian as his friend during Super Sons but Super Sons had just started and honestly in their universe Jon and Damian AT THE TIME had not known each other for an entire 365 days I don’t think. a lot of Damian and Jon chemistry can be missed and go right over your head if you don’t look closely enough, super sons was more of a setup, it was a layout, and it established something but what it was establishing never truly came to fruition, it was cut short by his age up and then in Robin 2021, Damian separated himself from everyone including Jon and was able to stand on his own two feet. It felt like he did need to detached from Jon because as he is NOW he can’t be anything to Damian and as a die hard Super Sons fan I’m starting to wonder why they’re STILL friends as of right now, Jon is almost grown now and he spent years away from Damian, why does he even still care? Shouldn’t he be trying to move away from Damian and do his own thing as well? Or is he just perpetually stuck with Damian because that was when his character peaked and the writers are aware of that.

I don’t know if he’s ever going to be able to seperate from Damian fully… Damian was almost his entire character to be fair because he never really, really got to be anyone else BUT ‘Damian’s best friend’ and why does JON deserve to be Superman with the stories under his belt? He doesn’t deserve it. I don’t understand why the writers thought that was a good idea, he’s not the Superman anyone really wants and frankly he’s not ready to be Superman for a very long time. The only idea that can support him being Superman is the obnoxious ‘Blood son gets the mantle!’ that DC shoves down your throat and that’s just vapid.

Now his solo comics are filled with toneless, baseless and mind numbing story with no personality and a little queerbaiting on the side… no wonder people don’t like him, I’m starting to really understand that.

As long as Jon is aged up, he also waves away a lot of Damian’s friends out of existence because they had associations to Jon and Jon is no longer those ages so it’s likely these characters will never show again. If you were a fan of those characters that fit under this umbrella then I can’t blame you for not liking the guy… Now characters you loved cease to exist because of some random kid who was dumb enough to take a space trip one day. What’s there to like about Jon Kent anymore? He’s not even really recognizable to fans when he is the way that he is right now.

He’s only really likeable if you only read SSOKE and if you mindlessly cling to any queer representation you see regardless of quality. If you actually did grow an attachment to Jon Kent throughout the years when he was created in Thomas Wayne’s batcave then you’ll have to juggle the weird and alien experience of hating and loving a character as if they are two different characters entirely.

So yeah, I’m starting to get Jon antis. Half of liking Jon Kent is making up story for him and the other half is being an apologist for bs being sold in comic stores as of right now. If you hate the guy I envy you, this is not for the weak - this is not for the weak AT ALL.

#jonathan samuel kent #jonathan kent #damian wayne #rant #anti jon kent (post bendis)

[bone-and-butterflies]

Writing Lesson XI:

How to actually start writing.

Write a sentence.

Seriously, go write a sentence! It doesn't have to be good, but you need to start somewhere. Block the world out and write it!

You have a sentence now? Okay go write another. And another. And another

Now you got a paragraph, a collection of things?

Good, write another one. Write until you are sick of it and the sky has lost all light.

Write thirty paragraphs, some long and some very short.

Now you have a scene, at least once you give it an ending, be it sad or happy.

You have another scene in you? Write it!

Set up your story, introduce your characters, and then you are well on your way to having a first act!

Oh, your on the second act now?

Mash those pieces you put in place together! Character against self, character against character. Rip them apart and put them back together again!

And when your characters come out alive or dead, move toward the finish line, the final encounters, the finale!

And then wake up and do it again, even if it is a single sentence. 365 days is 365 sentences closer to finishing your story!

Now, go and do it!

#novel #writers and poets #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writing #writing advice #writing resources #writing tips #writing motivation

[kyokosasagawa]

I started writing "4 srs" this month and I like how free and accessible writing is, so I'm recommending free software I've experimented with that might help people who want to get into the hobby!

“Specifically Created for Writing Stories”

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Manuskript – Story organizer / word processor. Has an outliner and index card function, along with distraction free mode. Lets you switch between different templates such as a non-fiction mode or a short story.

Bibisco – Novel writing software that includes writing goals, world-building, distraction free mode, and a timeline.

“I Just Want to Write”

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LibreOffice – Microsoft 365 alternative, but free! LibreOffice Writer is what I wrote this tumblr post in before I posted it. Also if you copy & paste the text into the Rich Text Editor on AO3, it seems that it actually converts it properly. Nice! No need for scripts.

Note-Taking

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Zim Wiki - note taking application that is very, very lightweight (1.1mb). It functions with a tree structure, so I’d personally recommend it for world-building and character bios. There are built-in plugins that also turn it into a good software for task management (it even has a article on how to use it for GTD) and journalling. See also: CherryTree (2mb), which is a more outdated-looking app, but functions similarly.

Obsidian MD – The Big Boy. markdown note editor that has been adopted by personal knowledge management fans---if it doesn’t do something you want it to do, just look in the community plugins to see if someone has already done it. Some unique non-word processing related usages I’ve found is the ability to create a table of contents dashboard, a image gallery for images, embedding youtube videos and timestamping notes, so forth.

Logseq – A bullet point based markdown note editor that also has PDF annotations, Zotero integration, flashcard creation, and whiteboards. Best used for outlining projects due to the bullet point structure.

Joplin – A modern app comparable to Zim Wiki, it’s basically just a note-taking software that uses folders and tags to sort easier. Looks prettier than Zim Wiki and Cherry Tree

Notion – An online-only website that allows usage of different database types. Free for personal use. Note: I dislike the AI updates that have been making the app lag more. I prefer the others on this list.

Mind Maps

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Freeplane – So much goddamn features, including a ton of add-ons. Looks somewhat ugly, but it works for anyone willing to spend a while learning how to use it.

Mermaid – Text-based diagram creator. Can be used in apps like Joplin, Notion, and Obsidian.

Obsidian’s Canvas – A core plugin for Obsidian, it deserves its own mention in that it allows you to create embedded notes of the mindmap nodes. Thus, if you want to create a 20-page long note and have it minimized to the size of a penny on the mindmap, you could.

Other Things That Might Be Of Interest

Syncthing - A free software that allows you to sync between two or more computers. Have a desktop but also laze around on a laptop in bed, coming up with ideas?? This is your buddy if you don't want to use a online software.

#writing resources

[1dcommunityficrecs]

Genfic!

Happy Singles Awareness Day to all my single pringles out there! Enjoy the half-price leftover chocolate, you deserve to treat yourself. And while you do, please enjoy the third community-sourced reclist, full of fics that AREN'T all about dating and love and sex and romantic happily-ever-afters (those stories are also great, but they can have the other 365 days of this leap year to be celebrated).

Please, leave a kudos, a comment, a reblog, a bookmark, whatever way you like to show your platonic love for these wonderful creators. And then, get ready for the next category -- community-suggested and community-voted!

That's The Way Love Goes by red_panda28 (8800, Not Rated, Louis Tomlinson & Liam Payne and Louis Tomlinson & Niall Horan) - fic post

Liam is going through a break up. Louis remembers his own break up in the past

Reccer says: at its core it's a Larry fic, but the main focus is on Louis friendship with Liam (and Niall)

There's Nothing In Our Way That Can't Be Moved by LiveLaughLoveLarry (2770, General, None)

Based on We Made It from Walls. Louis reflects on the people who have stood by him through thick and thin, and how far they've come.

Reccer says: This fic reminds me how proud I am of Louis and everything he's fought to accomplish -- and I'm so proud to be able to support him and watch him flourish.

Pals and Confidantes by yeah_alright/uhoh-but-yeah-alright (2500, General, Niall Horan & Liam Payne & Harry Styles & Louis Tomlinson) - fic post

Golden Girls AU - Older OT4 friends sitting around eating cheesecake and sharing their worst date stories

Reccer says: I love that it's all dialogue - written like a script. So fun and funny! Great golden girls vibes with so many fun 1d tidbits sprinkled throughout!

Virginia is for Lovers by haztobegood (1700, General, Niall Horan & Harry Styles) - fic post

Harry and Niall go hiking in the Appalachian Mountains.

Reccer says: A short and sweet canon compliant fic

For One of the Least of These by LadyLondonderry (6500, General, Horan & Zayn Malik & Liam Payne & Harry Styles & Louis Tomlinson) - fic post

The one where Harry, Liam, Niall and Zayn are witches and Louis is the fox with a curse.

Reccer says: This fic has excellent banter and hilarious hijinks as the boys try to break a magical curse

Housewives of Our Lives by homosociallyyours (500, General, Niall Horan & Zayn Malik & Liam Payne & Harry Styles & Louis Tomlinson)

A Girl Direction ficlet where ot5 gets together to watch The Real Housewives of New York together. Because it's gay and they're gay and why the heck not?

Reccer says: This fic is proof there should be more girl direction ot5 friendship fics. Their dynamic in this fic is incredible!

Rising to the Occasion by LadyAJ_13 (3800, General, Niall Horan & Liam Payne & Harry Styles & Louis Tomlinson) - fic post

OT4 participate in the Great British Stand up to Cancer Bakeoff

Reccer says: The friendly competition of GBBO combines with the playfulness of 1D for this wholesome treat of a fic!

bad luck to talk on these rides by wordsnnotes (10430, General, Liam Payne & Louis Tomlinson) - fic post Warnings: mentions of aphobia

Liam just started dating Zayn and is desperate to make a good impression on Louis, his best friend. But things are off to an awkward start.

Reccer says: The friendship that developed between them became so meaningful, and I loved the platonic love that grew between them.

A Special Bond by Neondiamond (1110, General, Harry Styles & Niall Horan) - fic post

Niall and Harry take Harry's daughter Lilah out to see the Christmas lights over London.

Reccer says: It's very cute and sweet, both Niall and Harry dote on little Lilah. The linked pictures add a neat multimedia element as well!

#genfic #category 3 #rec list #one direction #louis tomlinson #niall horan #zayn malik #liam payne #harry styles #tracksintheam #ficsfor4am #1dficvillage #1dsource #allwaswell16 #alwaysxlarrie #girl direction source

[mj-ackerman]

My copy of Spy x Family Official Fanbook: Eyes Only arrived earlier, so I decided to do some translation (PLEASE DON'T REPOST)

Tatsuya Endo's Character's Guide QNA from the Official Fanbook: Eyes Only English Translation:

The Forgers:

Loid Forger:

Q: What are his likes and dislikes?

A: Likes: Reliable Information, well tailored suits. Dislikes: War, Illogical behavior.

Q: What disguise does Loid think that fits him the best?

A: I think almost everything? He can't use it in the operation if he doesn't think it's perfect.

Q: What disguise has Loid himself considered as the most "aggressive" so far?

A: "I think that Sumo-wrestlers from the Far East were physically absurb" (Loid's Talk)

Q: Success rate of a mission?

A: Although their identities are not revealed, it is likely that there are many instances in which their objectives was not achieved. The intelligence activity itself are series of simple task that are far from easy-to-understand as a success or a failure.

Q: What was the biggest crisis he experienced in a mission?

A: Anya's interview was more nerve wracking than stopping a nuclear bomb. So in other words, I think it's his current mission.

Q: How strong is his fighting strength compared to Yor?

A: If we're talking about simple physical ability, Yor is 100, and Loid is about 60-70, I think? But since he's a spy, if he was to avoid direct contact and use fire-arms and other weapons, I think they're even.

Q: What kind of conversation does he have with Franky aside from work?

A: Loid is unlikely to talk about himself, so I think he'll just listen to Franky's complains while giving him a cold retorts.

Q: Was there any other codename ideas other than "Twilight"?

A: There was something like "Mirage / 蜃気楼 (Shinkiro)" in the rough draft. I was thinking of the based image of "Unknown face". "Twilight / 黄昏 (Tasogare)" was also a tentative name, and I also think it's not a very cool name.

Q: How many hours does he actually work every month in his missions and in the hospital?

A: He seems to be a light sleeper, so it looks like he can only sleep about 2 hours. And since he works all the time except when he's sleeping, it's roughly 2 hours x 365 days.

Q: How much is his annual income from his mission and the hospital combined?

A: I don't know how much is the average income of a psychiatrist at that time, but in today's Japanese yen, it's about 20 million yen? WISE's salary seems to be much lower, depending on the reason why he was hired.

Q: What is Loid's specialty dish that he makes at the Forger's house?

A: He played a role of a first-class chef, so he can make anything.

Anya Forger:

Q: Please tell us more physical data.

A: She seems to have grown taller. Her shoe size is about 14 cm. People in this world (my design) have smaller feet.

Q: Does she have any other favorite food than peanuts?

A: She often eats omelette rice in the school cafeteria. Also, she seems to like crunchy little animal-like nibbles.

Q:What are her favorite subjects at school?

A: It's Classical Language.She may thinks that she's also good with the other subjects.

Q: How powerful is Anya's killer punch?

A: 300 star impact

Q: Please tell us if there are other special moves she was taught by her Mama.

A: Star catching... (She said "すたーきゃっちあろーらいじんぐほー ぶすねきつく。 めつぶし" Sorry I'm trying so hard to understand but I can't put the words 😭)

Q: What does she want the most right now?

A: Limited edition Redy-shibu (?) (*It's a sheep keychain / super expensive) (Anya's Talk)

Q: What was the origin of the secret organization's name "B'2" (pronounced as Betsu びーつー)

A: It's from the word "Peanuts"

Q: When she was shopping with Becky, what's her favorite outfit that she tried on?

A: It seems like she's not interested in any of it. "I don't need clothes" (Anya's Talk)

Q: Is there any source material for the exam number "K-212"?

A: This is the zip code of Kawasaki City, where I used to work.

Q: What was the robot Yor was holding in the short story?

A: It was in Anya's room. It was put by Loid along with other toys and picture books to create a children's room. Maybe she doesn't like it that much.

Yor Forger:

Q: Please tell us more physical data besides her height!

A: She cannot measure her grip strength because the measure tool always breaks.

Q: Please tell us about her ice-pick-like weapon!

A: It's a weapon called "Stiletto". It's the image of thorn thorns. There's no particular nickname for it.

Q: Any reason why you use stiletto?

A: It's because she can give them relief in a single blow without prolonging their suffering.

Q: How much is the success rate of "Thorn Princess" work?

A: There may be witnesses, but in a sense of "getting rid of the target", it's probably 100%. It seems like Garden only entrust her with a task that they are certain she can accomplish.

Q: What's her specialty killing method, and her weak killing method?

A: Her specialty is stabbing. She's not good at poisoning. She's also not good at using other complicated tools like guns, bows and arrow (she's good at throwing in general)

Q: How good are her skills as a clerk at the City Hall.

A: In the middle range.... probably not enough to make her boss mad at her, maybe?

Q: What was the biggest mistake she've ever made with alcohol?

A: "Not that I know of, but I've never been in trouble with the police.....I think...." (Yor's Talk)

Q: Has her specialty dish increased after that?

A: Good grief.....

Bond Forger:

Q: What does he do at home when Anya isn't around?

A: He does a lot of things like rolling around, playing with his legs, and sometimes messing around with PenguinMan.

Q: Please tell us in order who's he's closest to the Forgers (including Franky)

A: Anya → Loid → Franky → Yor

Q: Does he likes walking? How many minutes a day does he go for a walk?

A: He likes it, Bond isn't very active, so about 30 minutes a day. When Loid's busy, Yor takes him for a walk.

Q: Is he in good terms with the bomb dog Shepard? (The dog that bit Loid?)

A: They've been together for a long time as experiments, so they're in good terms. By the way, the Shepard is currently kept by Sylvia.

Q: Who does bond love to "smell" the most?

A: Anya, and he also seems to only like Yor's smell.

I'll continue the rest of the characters later!♡

<<Part 2>>

#spy x family #spy x family official fanbook: eyes only #sxf #loid forger #anya forger #yor forger #bond forger #forger family #twilight #agent twilight #thorn princess

[tfyoulookingatgiuxs]

SPOILERS!!!!!

Four episodes of Hazbin Hotel are out on Prime Video and I'm speechless! Four episodes in one go is a lot of information we can gather to inform our theories and comments on the show. Let's talk about the first episode!

Here we summarize the situation, recalling a bit the events that happened in the pilot, but while watching it I already saw something was wrong. In this episode the extermination of the exorcist angels has just finished, Vaggie later reveals to us that a week has passed from the first episode to the Pilot! In the Pilot we started with Charlie announcing the end of the extermination and we see the clock restart 365 days after the next extermination, so why did Adam and the others decide to show up again a week later?

I don't know whether to call it a continuity error...but now I'd like to leave this little corner aside and move on to when Charlie compares Adam and Lute.

I'll start by saying right away that I really like Lute's style and I must also say Adam's strange obsession with rock and roll. Charlie here, introduces the two exterminating angels to The Hotel and states that everyone makes mistakes. Lute stops her by exclaiming that angels don't make mistakes, and here the question comes spontaneously: and Lucifer?

If I remember correctly, Lucifer was an angel who fell into his own darkness that he created together with Lilith because he made a mistake, so this doesn't seem very consistent with what Lute is saying.

Speaking instead of Adam, well of course we understand that he is one of the main Villains, but I don't feel that he will be a character that we will fear like the three Vs. He gave me this impression. I liked his song, both in Italian and in its original English form. As for its design, well it doesn't drive me crazy but it makes me laugh how it looks a bit like an imp. I still wonder what he ever did to become like this, being that he had to be a human. And then wasn't he the first to sin together with Eve? I don't know if Vivzie will follow the story of Adam and Eve with certainty as it is written by the Christian religion, but if this were to be the case, then Adam also sinned, he too made a mistake, maybe he became like this to make amends? Maybe he's lying when he says he hasn't made any mistakes in his life?

Aside from these questions, Lute has become one of my favorite characters. She is very set, confident and has a leader's attitude, perhaps even more than Adam, who unlike Adam prefers to plan well only for destruction and chaos in hell.

Instead she also worried about hell if we think about it. When Lute discovered that one of the exorcist angels had been beheaded, she obviously became worried and perhaps feared something. We don't know the exorcist angels and heaven well, we don't know well how it works there and also the various ranks, therefore from the most powerful species to the less powerful ones. We don't know if the exorcist angels can be injured by their own weapons, but if so the battle in hell will become much more heated since the scythes left by the exorcist angels are taken and sold on the black market.

Lute fears that in hell there is someone of greater power capable of certain actions. If we are actually talking about a demon with a greater power such as an Overload then we can see that the exorcist angels are not as strong as we think, but that they are of a lower rank compared to many angels in heaven.

But now let's talk about him: Alastor. One of the characters that I have adored since the Pilot. Since the first episode came out on Prime Video, Al seems to have become even more mysterious than usual, which he wasn't in the pilot. In short, Alastor in the pilot was introduced as "The Radio Demon" all told by Vaggie and how he was intent on wanting to help Charlie only to see her fail. Despite this he didn't give the impression of being a feared character, a possible hidden Villain. Now however he seems more sinister, full of secrets and gave me the impression that throughout this first season he will be a thorn in my side, especially regarding his relationship with Vox and how he despises this technology that everyone uses. I don't know how this "battle" between him and Vox, which we'll see later on, will continue, but I hope it's something truly incredible.

Anyway this was what I thought of this first episode, obviously I will do the others too and together we can open a space for theories or comments regarding Hazbin Hotel. I really love this show and I hope you think the same too!

Sorry for my english!

#hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #hazbin charlie #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel lute #hazbin hotel episode 1 #prime video #hazbin hotel season 1

[yurizinmaster]

My Review Of The Movie "Red, White Royal blue".

Hello, how are you? So today I came to give my honest opinion of the movie, Red white Royal blue. And the reason I'm talking Only now is because I'll just watch the movie one of these days (🤡) I'll talk about the positives and negatives and I thought of the movie at the end.

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First Impressions 💜

I saw this movie for the first time through reviews on youtube, I admit I didn't find it that interesting at first I haven't seen any of these videos so I didn't get any spoilers for the movie.

but when I was browsing Prime Video I found this movie and thought "I have nothing to do I'll watch it, maybe I'll like it". So this is where my new obsession started.

To start the film is amazing! I know there will be people who don't like it. But I can't forget to mention that (Taylor and Nick) did an amazing job as (Alex and Henry).

I'll be real I don't like romance. But this movie in particular made me like it. Everything about this movie works and works so well. Everything is so incredible I will protect this movie until I die.

In short, I started the film in disbelief and ended up converted. the movie is really fun to watch the couple besides having chemistry They are wonderful. The cutscenes are magical when watched for the first time.The note I will give at the end.

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Positive Points 💖

I've said it before and I'll say it again, this movie is perfect, obviously it's in my top 3 best movies ever. But now I will talk about the points that pleased me most in the movie.

The personalities of the protagonists.

The mood of the movie.

The motivation of the characters.

The Kissing Scenes.

the hot scenes.

the comedy scenes

The soundtrack.

The chemistry that the protagonists have.

the dialogues are very good.

Romance works awesome (better than many movies)

The way they approach sensitive topics

The evolution that the main characters have with the passage of the movie

the movie is long.

The actors are amazing at their job.

The scenes are simply to thrill anyone, they are so good.

The support that the characters have.

the entire movie is great on its own.

Despite being based on the book, the movie has its own story.

The movie manages to convey exactly the emotion it wants to convey.

The references!

Protagonists aren't Boring (they're the best I've ever seen)

They don't romanticize crime (as many romance movies do (365 Days specifically))

The main points that I found most relevant From the movie I liked the most (I liked several others too but I only put my favorites).

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Negative Points 💔

This session is going to be pretty vague and quick as I didn't find anything relevant enough to post here (and the movie doesn't have any really significant negatives) but I will mention here the most relevant and important ones that I found.

Henry's mother is unimportant in the movie although in the book she is quite important.

June is not present in the movie.

Miguel Ramos (I just hate the character in a way you have no idea)

Didn't have the wedding of the protagonists 😭

Well, it was just three negative points that I found really relevant,And also because I didn't find any other errors Meaningful to put in this topic. So it's going to be really short (which won't be the case for the next one)

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My Favorite Scenes 💜💖

1 - New year party 💖

What could I say about this scene? Is so perfect in so many layers that I don't even know where to start.. The way in which the other guests fall to the ground as the two protagonists stare at each other is so gratifying. an eye candy. When I saw it for the first time I thought to myself "This is it! This is my favorite movie ever" You can see the chemistry! I was like "Fuck, what a freakout I'm having" my heart was going to stop and I didn't know what to do, Just.

The way they look at each other, the music playing in the background, you can see it and something so magical and magnificent that I can't find words to describe this cinematic wonder. Amazon prime You hottie! You did the best job you could.And the director of that movie was the best.I can't look at this scene without feeling happiness leaping into my eyes.

2 - They First Kiss 💘

I already knew that at some point this scene was going to happen, but when it happens it's so good but so good that it took me by surprise.and as amazing as all this happens, I sometimes wonder how they managed to make something as amazing as amazing as the book.

The way Alex is slow to understand things makes me identify with him, And the way Henry is impatient just makes me think they were really meant for each other.

3 - Museum Scene 💗

for anyone who watched the movie knows how symbolic this scene really is.I think it's so cool to see them dancing among the statues, the music makes the scene even better. just facts.

What made me like this scene the most is how romantic it is. This is one of the many scenes in the movie that made me feel Good, the way the scene is Serene, Calm, smooth and silent You hear nothing but the music.And this scene where we also have the famous "history, Huh?" it's just so amazing to me.

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Final Notes 💟

well, there are many scenes that I loved in the movie, I only put three because they were the ones that I found most symbolic. now The movie in general is great Because in addition to having such good Scenes the actors did a great job.

Random Opinion 💖

- Zahra It's the best character Change my mind.

- Miguel is the character I hate the most in history.

the movie is amazing i will protect it until my death as i mentioned earlier.If there are a thousand movies I will watch a thousand movies no matter what! That's it kisses.

Note I give for the Movie : 10/10

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#prince henry rwrb #red withe royal blue movie #alex x henry #alex claremont diaz #rwrb movie #rwrb #red white royal blue #red withe royal blue #red white and royal blue #Rwrb review #Review? #Gay #Lgbt #bisexual

[drabbles-mc]

Speaking Volumes

Brian Godlock x F!Reader

Inspired by @storiesofsvu's Holiday Bingo prompt: spending xmas alone

Warnings: 18+, angst, hospitals, blood/injury

Word Count: 3.6k

A/N: There was no way that I was going to be able to watch Silent Night and not want to write a story about it. So here we are! Getting out of my comfort zone with this and I had sooooo much fun with this. I feel like I already want to write more for Brian and this Reader but we shall see. Anyway! Enjoy. 😌

No one had stepped up to try and stop you when you had offered to work Christmas Eve. Usually it was a lot more of a fight to get enough people volunteering to staff the hospital for the holidays. Or, at least, that’s what you’d been told. It was your first round of holidays in La Porte—you’d only moved there a couple months before. But it seemed pretty similar to the other hospitals that you’d worked in, in that regard. Volunteers were always preferable, and if there weren’t enough then they would start drawing short straws.

Christmas hadn’t been your favorite holiday in a long time, and being in a new city with no real friends yet, far away from what little family you still considered yourself close with, certainly didn’t do anything to revitalize your holiday spirit. Work didn’t really stop you from being alone on Christmas in that way. Work didn’t bring your family closer, it didn’t magically give you friends and make you close with your coworkers. What it did do, however, was give you something to do. A task. It made you feel useful. That would have to suffice until this time next year.

You were up to your nose in discharge paperwork, patients who were eager to make it home just in time for Christmas Eve. Some of them were leaving even when they probably shouldn’t have been, but there was nothing that you could do to stop them. You’d see some of them again soon, maybe even before New Years came around. Some of them you tried to convince to stay, but deep down you knew that they weren’t going to listen. You were used to that, too.

While the entire night wasn’t filled with chaos, you found yourself waiting for it anyway. There were more empty beds than there had been at the start of the day, and you were waiting for the inevitable call that would fill them all again. That was the cycle of it. The fact that it was a holiday didn’t really matter, per se, but it always felt different around the holidays. It felt more different this year when your patients were going to be the only ones that you were spending Christmas Eve with.

Just as you were finishing up notes on one of your patients that hadn’t been discharged, you heard the call. You heard the rushed footsteps. Doing one last look-over to make sure your patient was alright, you snapped their chart closed before taking off in the same direction that everyone else was going.

“What do we got?” you asked as you kept pace with the doctor who had headed off first, leaning forward just a little bit, so you could hear her answer above all the other background noise that was crinkling in your ear.

“Another shoot-out.” She kept her answers with you short and clear, or at least always tried to, which you appreciated. You never had to ask her to do it, either, and she was never condescending about it. She wasn’t warm and friendly with you, or seemingly anyone, but she was kind in a very professional way.

You were shaking your head, not at the way that she answered you but about what her answer was. The world didn’t stop for the holidays. Unfortunately, just like the hospital, crime was a business that operated all 365 days of the year. Kept you busy enough but sometimes you wished that it didn’t. “Jesus,” you muttered, more to yourself than to the doctor.

Apparently you’d said it louder than you meant to, not always the best at dialing in your own volume. You wouldn’t have noticed it if the doctor hadn’t also responded to you. It got lost in the increased volume of the sirens as the two of you came to a stop outside the door where the ambulances were rolling up.

“What?” you asked, unsure if what she’d said was something that you needed to know.

She turned so that she was looking directly at you, so that you were able to read her lips as she spoke. “Said I don’t think Jesus had anything to do with this.”

You didn’t have any good rebuttal for that. She was probably right. The two of you stood in silence as the ambulances came to a stop, the paramedics inside them instantly piling out. You were so busy looking at the two men that were being wheeled out on their gurneys. Neither of them looked like they were in good shape, but you were so busy looking at them that you forgot to look at the medics as they spoke. Their words became part of the static of the scene, the aid you were wearing only able to filter through so much. You were internally cursing yourself for not paying attention, but regardless you knew that you were still on deck to help. You knew enough about how it all went go get you through until you could talk to the doctor. Stepping towards the gurney closest to you, you tagged in and pushed it into the ER.

From the second you came to a halt in the ER, you were dialed in. The cacophony of noise and static got hard to sift through sometimes, but every now and then you could tune it out. There was a certain element of routine to gunshot wounds and stab wounds which helped. Care varied slightly depending on where the injuries were, how bad they were, but there was a series of steps that had to be followed for all of them. You could do that part of it without issue, without any dragged-out discussion that you had to maneuver through.

One of the two men brought in was a cop. You’d caught someone saying that at one point during the entire process. You hadn’t managed to catch any tidbits about the other man, though. And even though no one had said which one of the patients was the police officer, you had a feeling it wasn’t the man that you were currently peeling the clothing off of. Sure, he might’ve had a bulletproof vest on, but something still didn’t say cop to you. It didn’t matter. Cop or criminal or anything in between he still needed bullets pulled out of him and stitches put in and probably a handful of other things you wouldn’t know about until later.

You were working in tandem with the doctors who were staffing the ER for the night. You didn’t know them quite as well since the ER wasn’t typically where you worked most of the time, but you at least knew of them. You had no idea if they also knew of you, too.

You hadn’t heard what the other doctors and nurses had been saying about the other patient, but what you did hear was the monotonous single note that came with someone flatlining. You looked up just long enough to make sure it wasn’t your guy. When you saw the weak but still present rhythm on the monitor, you looked back over your shoulder. You saw the team trying desperately to get the man’s heart to beat. Even though you didn’t know what exact injuries he’d come in with, there was a feeling in the pit of your stomach that was telling you there was nothing that they were going to be able to do to bring him back. The other doctor was too far away for you to be able to read his lips but you saw him looking at the clock on the wall and you knew exactly what he was saying regardless. You didn’t want to have to be doing the same for your patient so you dove right back in.

He was shipped off to surgery quickly once you did your initial check and they got an operating room ready. There was nothing that they needed from you for him at that point. You stayed out on the floor, checked back in on your other patients. When he came back out of surgery, if he made it back out of surgery, then he’d be your responsibility again.

You were watching the doors to the wing of operating rooms swing closed when you thought you heard someone behind you talking to you. Turning around, you saw another doctor standing there, jacket on with her bag on her shoulder. She looked at you expectantly and you knew you’d missed the question.

“Sorry, what?”

She nodded towards the doors that were now shut. “Was that Brian?”

You shook your head. “I, um, I don’t know. He didn’t…didn’t come in with any ID.” You paused, taking in the pensive look on her face. “Who’s Brian?”

“Godlock,” she said, like it sufficed as any kind of real answer. When she saw that you were still lost, her eyes widened. “Right. You weren’t here last—” She stopped herself short. “This time last year he came in. Multiple gunshot wounds. Just lost his son. It was…horrible.”

“Oh…” You were sure that you were supposed to have something to say and you just didn’t.

You weren’t sure if she was talking to you or herself when she said, “He’ll make it.” She nodded, still not looking at you. “He made it last time. He’ll make it this time.”

She didn’t say anything else to you, or to the powers that be. No goodbye, no Happy Holidays or anything of the sort. She just kept on walking, leaving you alone once again. You turned your attention back to the closed doors. Brian. You turned the name over in your head as you thought about what he looked like. He might’ve been a Brian. Sighing, you turned and made your way back to the main floor to keep busy while you waited. You’d find out if he was Brian or not soon enough.

It turned out that the doctor on her way out the door had been right. The man who you helped wheel into the ER was in fact Brian Godlock. A name that meant nothing to you but all it took was a quick Google search to see why she would have remembered him. You thought that you were spending Christmas alone, but you couldn’t even imagine what it was going to be like for him.

When you made it to his room in your rounds, he was asleep. Stable, thankfully, but asleep. You checked his vitals, looked over what exactly they’d done to him in the OR, the extent of the work that they had to put into him. It was a waiting game now.

Just as you were updating his charts you saw out of the corner of your eye some movement on the bed. A tiny shift, but it was something. Turning your head, you saw him slowly starting to shift around, his eyes starting to open. You set his chart down and walked over so that you were standing closer to his head. Part of you wanted to reach out and try to offer some type of reassurance, but you didn’t. You watched him slowly come to terms with where he was. His eyelids hung low for a moment as he looked around, but when he fully recognized where he was and why, you saw him starting to get frantic. A lot of people in his position usually did.

“Brian,” you did your best to be mindful of your tone, your volume, “Brian you’re alright. You’re in the hospital, but you’re okay.” You waited for him to look you in the eyes, and it was only then that you continued. “You’re okay.”

He hesitated, staring at you for a few seconds that felt more like minutes. But then you saw it, the slight drop of his shoulders, the almost imperceptible nod of his head. You didn’t know him well enough to know if it was out of compliance or defeat. He wasn’t relaxed, not by any means, but at least he no longer looked like he was about to get up and try to make a break for it. He sunk back against the pillow and you gave a nod of approval.

“Want me to call your wife?” you asked as you stepped back to grab his chart again. When he didn’t respond, you looked over at him, saw the confusion on his face. Nodding towards the gold band around his finger you said, “You didn’t have anyone as an emergency contact, so we didn’t call anyone. But if you give me your wife’s number I can call her.”

He shook his head. You didn’t feel the expression your face must’ve taken on, but whatever it was, it prompted him to motion at you, miming writing with a pencil. Opening the drawer of the cabinet by his bed, you pulled out a pad of paper and a pen and handed it to him. He nodded in thanks as he took it from you. The breath he pulled in was ragged as he found his grip on the pencil and began to write. He wasn’t holding onto it for very long before he handed the pad of paper back to you.

I can’t talk.

Your eyes widened as you shook your head. “I’m so sorry. I haven’t had the chance to read all the way back in your chart.” Clearing your throat, you handed the pad back to him and said, “I can still call your wife if you want.”

He scribbled again. No you can’t.

The look on his face didn’t give you any clue as to why you couldn’t call. Whether he was divorced or if it was something much more tragic than that, you didn’t know. You weren’t going to ask him, either. He’d clearly been through enough without you trying to drag all of that out of him.

“You can’t talk,” you said, allowing yourself a small smile, “and I can’t hear. So I think we’ll be alright.” Looking over at him, you saw the way his brows drew together. You chuckled, turning your head a little more so that he could see your ear and your hearing aid a little better. “Been deaf in my left ear my whole life. Right ear has just been getting worse and worse.” You shrugged. “I learned sign—still learning, actually. It might be helpful for you too.”

He hesitated, and you caught it. You frowned, but you understood. You knew precious little about the man lying on the bed in front of you, but what little you knew gave you enough of a picture. You didn’t know all of the details of what he’d been through that night, but you knew the outcome, the injuries. You knew what happened to his son, and now you knew that something happened with him and his wife. Something was telling you that he hadn’t gone into the evening really planning on needing to communicate with anyone anytime soon.

“Help,” you said simply when you saw in his eyes that he was getting lost in his own thoughts. He looked at you, confused once more. “It’s a good sign for you to know for now.” You put one hand out, palm-up, and made a thumbs-up with your other hand and placed it in your flat palm before lifting both hands in unison. “Help.” You nodded at him. “Try it.”

For a moment you thought that he was going to brush you off. You wouldn’t have blamed him for it. He didn’t know you, didn’t owe you anything. But right now you were all he had, and he was all you had too. Maybe that was part of why he humored you, or maybe there was something else entirely going on in his head. Either way, he mirrored your hand positioning and motions.

You smiled and nodded. “Good. Now you at least know how to ask me for help.”

He nodded, almost lifting the ends of his lips. It was more than you expected to get from someone in his position. He grabbed the pad of paper again and wrote Thank you.

You pressed your fingertips to the front of your chin before pulling them away, letting your arm drop like a drawbridge. “Thank you.” You paused, laughing. “Not to be confused with, you know,” you brushed your fingertips along the bottom of your chin, flicking them outwards, “that one.” You smiled. “That one, everyone knows.”

The smile he gave at that looked a little more real. Still tired, but real enough to make it feel like a win, like a good punctuation mark to the entire conversation. You took a breath and walked back to put the last few details on his chart.

“I’ll be back to check on you in a little while. But,” you set the chart down at looked at him, “you should try to rest. You’ve been through a lot tonight.”

He gave a small nod before pressing his fingertips to the front of his chin and pulling them out and away. You laughed, nodding before stepping out of the room to go about the rest of your business.

The rest of the night wasn’t nearly as busy as when Brian had been brought in. There were no more ambulances and flashing lights. No more sirens. It was quieter for the rest of the night than it had been, but it wasn’t as still as the start of your shift had been. You glanced in Brian’s room when you would walk by even though you couldn’t stop to really check in yet. He always looked like he was sleeping. His eyes were shut.

When you finally made it back to his room, it was with an armful of paperwork. It all had to get done and there was nothing stopping you from completing it while you sat in the chair beside his bed instead of the chair at the nurses’ station.

You didn’t hear him when he started to stir again. You were so focused on the paperwork in your lap that you didn’t catch him out of the corner of your eye, either. Brian could’ve waved to get your attention, could’ve cleared his throat obnoxiously loud as a means to the same ends. Hell, if he wanted to, he could’ve thrown his pencil at you. But instead he just watched you. Watched as you scribbled on the clipboard in front of you, flipping back and forth between the pages. Watched as you gnawed at your bottom lip in concentration, deep in thought.

It wasn’t until you were moving on from one small pile of papers to the next that you looked up and realized that he was awake. You gasped quietly in surprise, eyes widening. Your shocked gasp shifted into laughter as you leaned back in your chair. “Sorry,” you said as you placed your closed fist against your chest and made a circular motion. “Didn’t realize you were awake.”

He raised his eyebrows slightly before tapping his ear with his pointer finger. You rolled your eyes and smiled, knowing exactly what he was communicating to you without him speaking or writing it down. “I know why I didn’t realize it. I’m just saying.” You were about to get back into your paperwork when you saw him copy your sign for sorry. You would have assumed that he was just repeating your motions for the sake of learning if the look on his face hadn’t been so sincere. “Why are you sorry?”

He grabbed the paper and pencil and started writing. He held it up for you to see, his handwriting just large enough so that you didn’t have to take it from him to read it. You’re here on Christmas.

You let out a humorless laugh. “Don’t be sorry. Wasn’t really, um, feeling the holiday spirit much anyway.” You paused. “I volunteered.” Leaning forward, you propped your elbows on your knees. “Lucky for you, though, right?” It was impossible to miss the conflicted look on his face. Letting out a sigh, you said, “I’m not going to ask what happened tonight. Partially because it’s probably a lot to write,” you allowed yourself a tiny smile before continuing, “but also because you’re going to have to answer all of those questions when the cops get here in the morning.” The surprised look on his face would have been amusing if the stakes were different. “Gunshot wounds—they always have to come when there are gunshot wounds.”

He let out a deep sigh, somehow managing to sink deeper into the hospital bed, into the pillow. He shut his eyes for a moment, a long, slow blink before he stared ahead at the wall opposite of him. You thought you’d lost him for the rest of the night before he grabbed his pencil again.

You don’t have to sit here all night.

You smiled, allowing the diversion of the conversation. “I know. But we’re both alone on Christmas. So now, you know,” you settled back in your chair with a fresh slip of paperwork, “now we’re not.”

Despite all of the emotions pooling and swirling around his eyes, he nodded. He moved his pencil for a moment, almost like he was about to start writing. He stared hard at the paper for a few seconds before he let the pencil drop. He looked at the blank sheet of paper for a moment longer before he turned and looked at you instead.

You gave him a small but warm smile as he looked at you, not sure what else you could offer him, or should offer him. It wasn’t much, but it must’ve been the right thing because he let out a deep breath, settling down a bit more. He was still looking at you when you went back to looking at the paper in front of you. You found yourself settling a little bit more too, feeling a little less alone than before.

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[secretmellowblog]

Yoo if anyone’s interested in reading Les Mis but hasn’t gotten the chance/motivation, there’s a currently a Dracula-Daily style Les Mis thing happening! It’s called Les Mis letters!

You can subscribe to it here! :

There are 365 chapters in Les mis, but most of them are short (only a couple paragraphs)— so the subscription emails one of the chapters each day for 365 days :D

I personally can’t recommend Les Mis enough. It’s got everything, really. It’s about the June Rebellion of 1832, and focuses on the lives of a massive ensemble cast and how their stories all ultimately cross paths during the rebellion. And all the characters are so weird for no reason, Like! The wanted convict on the run who is so kind he breaks into people’s houses to GIVE them money, the police inspector who was born in a prison and now enforces the same system that destroyed his family, the young leader of a group of rebel students who has homoerotic tension with the pessimistic weirdo who keeps showing up to his meetings out of love for him as a person…. It’s all very fun!

#Les mis #it would be really fun if new people joined the fandom! #!! #Les mis is very fun!! #the book is very wild!!! #it really does have everything! #it’s about the June rebellion of 1832 and the lives of all the people whose stories will cross paths there!! #the wanted convict on the run! the leader of a group of student rebels! #I can’t sell you on it enough #I’m just here in my little Les mis obsession pit

[hopetorun]

"nights like these" for the meme!

before i dive into this, some notes: (1) this actually isn't something i would write because i do not feel like i have a read on one of the main characters or the vibes of the 2013-2022 florida panthers. (2) i'm so sorry if you personally aren't into this. (3) it got away from me so much of it is under a cut

anyway here is the story: it's september of 2022 in fort lauderdale, florida. florida panthers summer blockbuster acquisition matthew tkachuk is happy, and thriving, and ready to succeed in his new home, where he'll wear shorts and loafer mules 365 days a year. he has a great house that cost him basically his whole signing bonus and enough loved ones eager to visit that he'll never have to be banging around the giant house alone. he already has a sunburn.

there's only one small, small issue: he's 100% heartbroken.

(now for our purposes i don't think leon is the one who broke his heart. i think either johnny -- tragic unrequited love that johnny finally shut down? complicated relationship johnny broke off to flee to ohio? -- or just some guy he was dating who dumps him for some devastating reason that matthew handles with no grace at all internally and with perfect poise externally)

anyway, he's here now. new team. fresh start. he's going to make new friends and fill his life with rich new relationships and not miss what he used to have at all. one of those rich new relationships is going to be with his teammate and captain and definitely soon to be friend sasha barkov. he always wants to make friends but he's especially determined about this one.

what he doesn't know is that sasha is also heartbroken. his boyfriend? fwb? undefined something? jonny huby was up and traded with no warning and also dumped him. (see this is where i don't know enough about the vibes of the 2013-2022 florida panthers)

but sasha is friendly, and he clearly likes matthew, even if he's quiet and, matthew thinks, careful with his heart. but matthew's easy to like, you know? he's upbeat and thoughtful and generous and wants the people he's with to know he cares about them.

they get to know each other slowly, carefully, but still ... with maybe too much intensity. they do both have these major holes in their lives that they're looking for something to fill. late nights sharing a drink or a meal after the game that turn into really late nights, that sometimes turn into very early mornings. the season isn't going great, and they talk about that, but they also talk about their lives and their families and matthew's old team and what they think their current team could be, if they could get everyone healthy at the same time.

slowly, they start to spill about their past relationships, too. the nights don't get shorter. sometimes they crash at each other's places, just because it's easier. matthew likes not clattering around a big house by himself in the morning, likes the noise of sasha cursing under his breath at the fancy espresso machine taryn basically ordered him to buy and the soft murmur of the tv from the other room. it's what he wanted when he bought this big stupid house, to have someone (or many someones, a whole family) to fill it up with.

matthew is the main character of all star weekend, and he feels sasha watching him, and it feels like that has its own weight. every time he makes sasha laugh it feels heavier and more important and harder to think about too much. wanting things is how he got his heart broken in the first place. it's easier if he doesn't.

and then, of course, things start to go well and that makes it even more impossible to look directly at. he can't fuck this up now. can't rock the boat. but the thing between them, big and scary and intense and yet still easy, it's always easy, it felt like slotting into a place he was always meant to be from the beginning -- that thing, that doesn't go away.

matthew doesn't breathe a word of it until they finally lose. (conference final? cup final? is this concept i'm spinning on tumblr gonna get jossed in a month?) sasha comes over, maybe a day or two later, and they drink beers outside and nearly get caught by a thunderstorm and matthew kisses him while the rain beats against the windows and sasha doesn't sleep in the guest room that night

#ask meme #my fic #fic by daisysusan

[robots-n-sweet-tea]

hey tell me about this 365 au ive never heard of it whats it about?

Ok SO- basically:

This AU is set in a world where Earth and Cybertron have formed relations, right? Kinda like…Cybertron is seen as this whole country just like the countries on Earth. Except it's not a country. It's difficult to explain, imo. But that's the basis of it.

And with Cybertron being in partnership with Earth, while the war between Autobots and Decepticons is still very much active, it doesn't stop humans and Cybertronians from traveling to each other's home planet. However, this has its ups and downs, but I mainly focus on the bad bits, aka the downs of this situation. The bad bits are stuff like trafficking (primarily with humans, as Cybertronians are harder to…y'know, traffic), kidnapping, things that have become all too common for these two worlds.

Well, with all of these bad bits happening, that's when the HRP was created. The HRP (Human Rehabilitation Program) originally aimed to stop the trafficking stuff and eventually evolved to include stuff like helping victims get used to human society once again, helping them recover from the trauma.

Bonus points: the HRP comes with a lot of downs!

They're like PETA in a way, basically doing the opposite of what their original purpose is.

They do things such as (just a small portion, but not limited to): --Actively try to prevent Human-Cybertronian relationships of any kind --Break apart families via force (only Human-Cybertronian families tho) --Political campaigns against alien interactions --Take censuses and sweep areas for contraband (depending on the country) --Assist governments in acquiring Cybertronian tech to study

So basically, fuck the HRP.

As far as why it's called 365 AU, idk. I thought the name sounded cool.

I actually have a three-part short story called Same Fate, Same World if you wish to go read it. It's based completely on the 365 AU, back when the AU was a tiny thought in my brain. --part one --part two --part three

#transformers #maccadam #mod a-z answers #tf au #transformers au #365 AU

[scintillyyy]

halfwayish through season 5 now!

alright, onto maddie's pregnancy. so, like. i'm going to say that i remember the ever changing nature and things were wayyyy worse at the beginning of the pandemic re: partners in birth, masks during delivery (and stayed bad for longer in bigger cities and more affected counties). we were never concerned that my husband wouldn't be allowed in at all, but if i had tested positive upon admittance, if he left at all he would not be able to come back into the hospital (compared to: i did test negative and he was free to go out and come back and get me the sub sandwich i had been waiting for for 39 weeks). i was also fortunate that masks were allowed to be off in the hospital room (and they didn't exactly push the mother wearing a mask while giving birth if she tested negative). but the one thing that i am a little lol about is the ~big deal~ that is not having the ob that's done all your prenatal care because. that's always a risk, pandemic or no? obs don't work 365 days a year lol. and obs usually work in a group, and going in you know there's a risk that if your ob is not on call then one of the other obs in the group will attend your delivery. now some groups will try have you see every other ob during your prenatal care so you have a chance to meet everyone, but not always. anyways long story short, i never had my actual ob attend either of my deliveries and it was no big deal at all. it's why you research the group to ensure the group seems like a good fit (i, for example, have never felt comfortable with male physicians performing more intimate care on me so i chose an all women group). you see the l&d nurses for majority of it anyways.

wait, hold on. she's a pregnancy of advanced maternal age and they're letting her get past 42 weeks????? i'm not. hm. i'm having trouble believing they would recommend her going past 41+5 at most before recommending induction of labor. 42 weeks is, uh. very, very late. there's usually a lot of concerns about the placenta failing and increased risk of stillbirth at that point, especially with a pregnancy of AMA

god. 42 weeks. i went to 40+2 on my last one. it was miserable. i was in the induction scheduling office at my 40 week appointment like "i will give it through this weekend but this the date i refuse to go past, make it happen" (i mean i did go that weekend but that was the last chance i was allowing before the eviction)

lol, so i'm going to talk about her positioning. the straight hook-lying position is terrible for birthing! that is like. terrible for opening the birth canal. if you labor on your back in the hospital, they are getting those legs up and that pelvis in a good, open position!! and in pandemic times, they make the husband participate way more, c'mon they're short staffed and overworked (or, as they told my husband: "grab a leg, let's go!" as his thoughts he would just be passively standing at the head of bed vanished lol)

i am confused at jee-yun's age. so first off, how long does chimney get off? must've used all of his vacation. if jee-yun is smiling, like. actual smiling, not just gas, she's gotta be at least 6-8 weeks (which would track with maddie saying she's been off for two months), but they're still swaddling her which if she's 8 weeks they gotta stop that. (i am not anti-swaddle at all btw, as long as it's hip healthy (swaddling is ~controversial) but! you really should wean off it by about two months because of the rolling risk).

i do feel the whole "put your kid to bed, spend an hour in bed looking at photos of them" though that's hashtag relatable.

aw, maddie has ppd. although. colic tends to start around 3 weeks, peak at 6 a slowly resolve by 12. how old is jee-yun??? inquiring minds need to know!! at least they have one arm out of the swaddle now?

and eddie! shot. right in front of buck, too. that's a rough one. and buck dragging him under the car. so much angst <3 buck covered in his boyfriend's blood <3

yes @ please take my son if i die on the job lol

and maddie's ppd worsens! not to be too judgemental, clearly she's struggling, but there's a reason they recommend only an inch or two of water in the bath for infants? you still always have to be careful because infants can drown in just an inch or two of water still but you probably shouldn't put so much water they'll be entirely submerged if they slip down.

and she left! listen i do think a lot of times i get vaguely annoyed that when shows do portray issues like ppd they always have to go for the worst case scenario (because it helps to reinforce a societal idea that ppd has to be super bad to count and there's a lot of women who get convinced that they can't have it because they're not that bad-), but they did have to write off jennifer love hewitt for her maternity leave and they seem to be playing it sympathetically in their portrayal so i will let it slide. i think i would have liked to have seen more regarding the screening process--all we had was the moment with sue being like "ask for help!", but new mothers get screened by their OB at their 6 week follow up and by their child's pediatrician at the first few well child visits. they try really hard nowadays to catch that. so it would nice to see some of that.

okay. not to make light of the very emotional chimney moment with the ER person because chimney did very well there and i do feel bad for him. but it i could nitpick about wording once again "she has postpartum" is such a meaningless wording (you see that wording on certain subreddits of reddit a lot). and it's like. we talking ppd, ppa, ppp? postpartum itself is a state of being. the postpartum period being considered the 6 weeks after birth, but all the pelvic floor therapists i know believe that a woman is postpartum for the rest of her life. it's just very. the wording of that sentence. it means nothing!

ah albert's a firefighter now. once again the lafd is a labor rights nightmare. hasn't been on a call, ridiculous. otoh albert is a probie and wouldn't have union protection yet so at least it makes sense that he has no one to complain to.

i hate to sound like a conservative here, cause that ain't me, but if i was a taxpayer and i found out that people on the lafd were getting paid to just clean the firehouse and not any of the other things the city hired them to do, i'd probably be writing to the newspaper to complain with the best of them.

anyways since i'm a nerd i was curious what carseat they had for jee-yun. pretty sure that's an uppababy mesa, but i'm trying to figure out if that's the uppababy cruz or the vista.

okay i know that buck shouldn't leave the 118, but what an absolute dystopian nightmare for him to be like "i'm gonna put in for a transfer" and his captain is like "uh remember i'm the captain here". can you imagine wanting to leave and your manager gets to stop you from doing so. terrible.

wait upon closer look i think thay says cruz. that's a $700 stroller. that particular infant bucket seat can cost anywhete from $330-$430 depending on if it's a v2 or a max. i get the feeling it might be a max.

anyways if they were going to buy a stroller that expensive, they should have also dropped $2k on a snoo when jee-yun was being a terrible sleeper.

okay, so in the episode with hospital explosion--thty baby is not tagged nearly enough!! god their little ankles are full with 1) their own hospital ID tag 2) their mom's hospital ID tag 3) the alarm tag that willl cause the alarms to go off if they're taken out of the mother-baby unit unauthorized or before discharge. seriously, their little feet get all scratched up from the irritation!

athena and bobby in episode 9. not to be judgemental (definitely being judgemental). but that gear is so yucky and carcinogenic lmao. enjoy cancer you guys!!

and that's all for now <3

#some firefighter bullshit

[ahungeringknife]

365: chlorine and coconut sunscreen

March 10

There's this song I like called 'Stacy's Brother' by Mad Tsai I listened to on repeat way too many times while writing this. It's... very dumb. But god it's a fun lil story lol.

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Maria's mom answered the door for Malik and smiled when she saw him. "Hey, Mrs. Thorpe," he said.

"Malik, here for homework?"

"Yeah," he said as she let him in. "Is Maria in her room?"

"She is," and Mrs. Thorpe closed the door. "Make sure she stays on task."

"Pfft. That's her job," he said and went into the house to Maria's room. He'd been here a thousand times so didn't feel awkward as he opened the door where Maria was on her bed working on their homework for the day. He left the door open.

"There you are," Maria looked up and Malik was not a bit awkward she'd changed since she'd come home from school. She was wearing a V-neck tank top and comfortable shorts that only went down to her mid thigh. Stuff the Vice Principle would have gotten on her about because he could see some of her cleavage. "You're late."

"I literally just got home after picking my brother up from school," Malik complained and joined her on the bed. "Not everyone has a free period at the end of the day."

"I guess," Maria said, leaning back in a way that made her look sexy, her long brown hair half braided along the side of her head. "And it isn't football season so I have no reason to stay after school," she allowed. Not that Maria played but she was co-captain of the cheer squad. Basically anyone with any sort of gymnastic ability got to be captain but this year there were only two.

"Did you get anything started?" Malik asked pulling out his notebooks.

"Yeah I got the math homework done already."

"Oh thank god," Malik groaned and Maria giggled. He hated math.

"You just worry about the Spanish homework," she winked at him.

He grinned at her, not minding her display of herself. Not like he'd do anything. He and Maria had been friends since before middle school back when girls had 'cooties'. "Sure sure once I copy your math homework," he said and she sat up to hand him her binder with the homework.

They did homework and hung out for a while as it got later. Eventually there was a dull knock on the open door, "Yo, dork and friend," and Malik looked up quickly. Maria's (sort of new) step brother was hanging off one of the door jambs. "Mom said it's dinner time." Malik only half heard. He was always an idiot the first few seconds Altair showed up. Eve had gotten remarried a few years ago and Altair was Umar's teenage son brought into the family. He was a sophomore in college now but still lived at home and fuck he was so hot. Tall, darkly tanned skin with dark brown hair he wore long enough that you could see it curled at the edges and the most intense light brown/amber eyes Malik had ever seen. Malik never got tired of looking at him.

"Okay. You staying then, Mal?" Maria asked him.

"Oh- uh, yeah," Malik stammered.

"Cool. Mom said wash up," and Altair left the doorway and Malik hoped he didn't look like such a fucking idiot.

"Also don't call me a dork, Altair," Maria called after him.

"Okay loser," Altair called from down the hall.

"Altair!" Mrs. Thorpe yelled from the kitchen and then some light scolding.

"Idiot falls for that every time," Maria snickered and got off her bed. Malik followed her and they washed their hands for dinner.

Dinner was good, if sort of boring. Mrs. Thorpe was a nice lady but a world class cook she was not. Malik had seen her spice cupboard before she'd married Altair's dad; the spiciest thing in it was sweet paprika. At least it wasn't spaghetti.

After dinner Malik helped clean up. He'd been over for dinner enough he wasn't a 'guest' anymore but a dinner staple so was put on clean up duty. He was putting away dishes and leftovers with Altair who'd been tasked with the proper cleanup. Maria had gone back to her room for the moment and the adults were watching TV in the living room. Malik knew Mrs. Thorpe would come and inspect the kitchen after they'd left.

"So what are you doing this weekend?" Altair asked him making him start.

"I have a part time job," Malik said after swallowing. They were basically standing side by side and Malik was so annoyed Altair also smelled nice. He was like singularly designed to be distracted to Malik and it was working.

"Oh yeah? Maria said she's got a big project due in two weeks."

"Ah, yeah. I have that too." They had to build a diorama of atoms and molecules. Way more fun than usual science homework. "I'll probably come over and work on it with Maria," he added.

"Nice. Some of the boys are coming over to go to the pool. You and the dork should come," and Malik did not imagine the wink Altair gave him. When was he working this weekend? He was pretty sure it was in the morning. He preferred morning shifts and his shifts weren't that long.

"After I get off, sure," he said and Altair gave him a smile that was almost a smirk.

"Sounds good. I can handle the rest. I'm sure dork princess supreme is looking for you," Altair said putting the filled plastic containers into the fridge.

"Probably," Malik said. Malik lingered another moment before leaving and going back to Maria's room to finish their homework. He was so oblivious to Maria's cleavage the rest of the night he was there.

--

Malik never felt awkward going over to Maria's usually but today he did. He didn't know why he bothered when Maria answered the door in a golden bikini with pink beach wrap around her waist. "Mal!" she said brightly when she saw him. Okay so he wasn't going to be alone.

"Sorry for the wait. They held me a few extra minutes at work," he apologized as he entered the house.

"It's fine. Now we can go." Malik was glad he also wasn't the only friend Maria had invited. She'd invited her friends Adha and Kass to join as well. "Guys Malik finally showed up."

"Hell yeah!" an unfamiliar voice cried.

There were three guys in the living room her didn't recognize and they all looked like various jock cliches each wearing the exact same slide on sandals and sunglasses on their heads but different swim trunks and t-shirts. "Bro not so loud," one said.

"We all here?" Mr. Thorpe asked.

"Yeah."

There was a bit of discussion over how everyone was getting to the pool and Malik ended up being in the middle of the back seat between two of Altair's friends in Altair's car. Was fine with him. Altair was at least nice enough to introduce them, "This is Ezio, Desmond, and Connor," he said pointing at each one in turn. Desmond and Ezio could have been brothers except Ezio grew his hair out and had an annoying New York Italian accent. Connor was... cute he supposed, and utterly done with his friends. "And this is my sister's friend, Malik."

"Yeah yeah you've mentioned him," Desmond said dismissively and Malik wound up between Ezio and Desmond in the back.

"So you're like childhood besties with Maria?" Ezio asked as they were following Mr. Thorpe's car which had the girls and adults in it.

"Uhh, sort of?" Malik said awkwardly. "We became friends in fifth grade."

"Oh yeah? How?"

"... We both had detention-

"Shit for real? That's how I met this guy," Connor said and pointed accusingly at Desmond.

"What were you in for?" Desmond asked.

"I told a teacher to go fuck themselves-" the entire car erupted into laughter.

"Shit, in fifth grade? That's like, what? Eleven or twelve?" Desmond wheezed.

"I had a real foul mouth growing up," Malik said awkwardly. "My dad swears like a sailor so I got it from him."

"What was the dork in for?" Altair asked.

"I think she stabbed her bully with a pencil?" This time the car was filled with 'ooooooooh!'s.

"I dunno Altair, I think your sister is cool," Ezio said mildly.

"Pffft, hardly," Altair said.

"Stabbing someone with a pencil is pretty hard core," Desmond agreed with Ezio.

"Yeah and now she wants to be a chemist; dork," Altair said in a gross voice making his friends laugh. These guys were fun. Malik liked them.

"So, Malik... you hitting that?"

"Oi!" Altair shouted.

"Ew, Ezio. Don't be crass," Desmond said.

"Don't fucking answer that," Altair said and Malik looked at him in the rear view.

"She's not really my type," Malik said truthfully.

"I'm going to kick your ass once we get to the pool, Ezio," Altair threatened. "Don't say that shit about my sister you fucking freak."

"It was just a question. Geeze you're so sensitive," Ezio said.

"Your brother is fucking that stuffy rich kid from your Art History class," Desmond said and Ezio immediately looked like he was about to hurl.

"No he isn't," Ezio said.

"Saw them making out in the dorms."

"I'm going to throw up," Ezio groaned.

Thankfully there were no more probing questions like that and everyone arrived at the pool in one piece. As soon as they got out of the car Altair put Ezio in a head lock and walked him around for a minute, reprimanding him about asking nasty questions about his sister.

The pool was the size of two Olympic pools with diving boards at the deep end. There was also a small slide on the side. A wading pool separate from the main pool for kids had one of those mushroom waterfalls too. The pool was busy but not crowded.

The adults found a spot to set up and Malik tried not to stare when Altair took his shirt off. He was buff in a worked out enough to be fit sort of way but wasn't jacked by any means. His friends were a bit more or less buff than him but Malik thought Altair was the best looking by far even if he had the same 'uniform' sunglasses as the other three. Before he could make a decision on wanting to hang with the older guys Kass got his attention and he was reminded he should probably hang out with his own friends even if he was the only guy.

Kass and Adha were both nice girls and part of cheer with Maria and Malik's friends by association but that was about it. He hung out with them enough to fit right into the friend group as they got into the pool to swim around.

They hung out for a while before Connor found them. "You guys want to mess around?" he asked them.

"Which means?" Maria asked, eyeing him.

"We were playing chicken but Ezio's a fat ass and you're all little," Connor said.

"I don't-

"That sounds fun," Kass said.

"Seriously?"

"Scared I'll kick your ass, Thorpe?" Kass asked smugly.

Malik was not shocked when that triggered Maria's competitive nature. "No. Let's go." Malik knew Kass knew Maria well enough that she'd done that on purpose.

They followed Connor to a part of the pool where the college guys could stand with just their upper chests above the water. "Hey, dork and friends, you showed up," Altair said.

"So who gets Malik or is he not playing?" Desmond asked, folding his arms thoughtfully.

"I can sit out-" Malik tried.

"Nah man. You can be my fighter," Altair said. Malik sunk into the water a bit with a gulp. Oh boy. Really? Seriously?

"You don't want your sister?"

"We fight enough I can't be on her side on principle," Altair said.

"Hey!" Maria cried.

They organized themselves into teams. Malik sat out the first grapple match with Adha, sitting on the edge of the pool nearby to watch. Altair and Desmond were also waiting it out but in the pool egging their friends on. "This is stupid," Adha sighed.

"Yeah but it's fun," Malik said.

"Yeah I guess." They watched Kass and Maria struggle to throw each other off the shoulders they were on. Then she looked at Malik and Malik started to feel very self conscious. Adha had moved to America in middle school and she just had a... way about her where sometimes she looked at Malik and it was like she knew what he was thinking. She looked away after a few seconds. "Maria's bathing suit is pretty cute don't you think?"

Malik was so caught off guard he didn't respond at first. "Ah- yeah? I guess so. I didn't really notice," he admitted with a shrug. Adha looked at Malik again. "Uhh...?"

"When are you and Maria going to go out?" she asked bluntly.

"Wha-- never?" Malik asked, barely sure himself for some reason.

"I don't believe you."

"Sorry?"

"Like everyone thinks you're dating."

"Who's 'everyone'?" Because they had very different ideas of 'everyone'.

"All of the cheer squad and like everyone in your classes," Adha said simply. "And why not?"

"She's not my type," Malik said.

Adha frowned. "So?"

"So? So what?"

"She's pretty, smart, and popular. How is that not your type?" Adha asked.

"She's just not my type okay. Geeze," he looked away, annoyed. "She's also been my friend like forever. I don't think about her like that."

"So where'd you get that?" and she touched her own neck. Malik immediately slapped his hand to his neck.

"Not from Maria," Malik said and they scowled at each other. He didn't owe Adha an explanation on where he'd gotten a hickey.

Adha folded her arms and looked away. "Too bad."

"Not my problem," Malik grumbled and they watched Kass finally throw Maria off Connor's shoulders and then flexed with a victory roar. It was actually impressive too because Kass had bigger arms than Malik. The older boys other than Connor cheered too.

Then it was Malik and Adha's turn and Malik felt not a bit self conscious about it. It wasn't like he was some short light weight like these girls but Altair didn't seem to mind. Adha didn't trash talk like Maria and Kass were from the sidelines but she did give him a thumbs down which irritated him. Desmond was the tallest person here so when he stood up with Adha she had the high ground on Malik.

Didn't matter. He had at least twenty or thirty pounds on her. There was some brief grappling before Malik tossed her off Desmond's shoulders. The other's cheered and Altair gave Malik a high five. The following match between him and Kass was less one sided and lasted a full minute before Ezio shoved Altair's head under the water and Kass could shove Malik off his shoulders.

Their self congratulating was so annoying.

The rest of the day passed with only some minor horse play and Malik and his friends being very impressed by the college guys doing front flips off the low diving board.

Eventually Malik dragged himself out of the pool, tired as hell from the swimming. Adha had already gotten out and gone back to the Thorpes on the side of the pool. Malik went to the changing room just to use the showers to rinse off the chlorine before he planned on passing out on one of the beach chairs for a little bit before they went home. He was finishing up when he saw Altair come in and glance around before seeing him.

"Hey."

"Hey?"

Altair frowned. "I'm sorry about what Ezio said earlier," Altair said.

"What'd he say?" Malik had already forgotten. He turned off the water since he was done anyway.

Altair looked sort of annoyed. "About if you were with Maria."

"Oh! Yeah it's fine. It didn't matter," he waved it away trying to be cool that Altair was up in his space. He was doing a very bad job at not looking at Altair's naked chest too. Outside it had been whatever but in this more intimate setting it was making his ears burn.

"Hey," and Malik started when Altair grabbed his chin and made him look at his face. "It matters to me," and Malik's heart jumped when Altair kissed him. He tasted like chlorine and coconut sunscreen.

Malik had had a crush on Altair almost as soon as Mrs. Thorpe had gotten married and he realized boys were a thing and no him not having a crush on girls was normal because boys. There'd been some flirting over the years but nothing had come of it until a few weeks ago. It'd been Malik's eighteenth birthday and Altair had just gone 'happy birthday' and kissed him in the backyard while they were being ignored by the party around because Malik's little brother Kadar was making a fool of himself. Malik had nearly fainted.

He still got all silly after Altair kissed him too. It was absolutely foolish but he couldn't help it. He licked his lips when Altair pulled away and had to clear his throat. "I know. But I don't care what people assume about me and Maria. Apparently half my class has an opinion," he rolled his eyes.

"So you going to tell her or what?" Because of course Maria didn't know. Malik felt weirdly guilty about it. Not that he didn't have feelings for her but that he'd hooked up with one of his best friend's brother.

"... No," he said after a moment. He knew she liked him and didn't want it to be more awkward than it had to be.

Altair folded his arms. "You should just tell her."

"Yeah but she'll probably cry and she's my best friend. I don't want to do that," Malik grimaced.

"I could-

"No," Malik said firmly.

Altair huffed. "Fine. I wish you'd just tell her so she stops dressing like a hussy at home whenever you're over-"

"What? She does not," Malik complained.

"Dude she comes home and when she knows you're coming over wears some of the sluttiest clothes she owns."

"And this is why I don't want to tell her," Malik groaned. "I'd fuck everything up."

"Sounds like a bitch ass excuse but okay," Altair was still sour but didn't push the subject anymore.

"Also for the record I don't remember anything out of Ezio's mouth," Malik said, heading out of the shower room.

"Yeah. That's about how you should treat him," Altair agreed, following him.

#365 #writeblr #writblr #fanfiction #assassin's creed #altair #malik al sayf #altmal #maria thorpe #ezio auditore #desmond miles #connor kenway