#vic x lucas

[convolutings]

why do both ships on firefighter shows between the chief and their subordinate that I fall in love with end with the chief dying? Like they were so perfect…

#station 19 #vic hughes #vic x ripley #chicago fire #violet mikami #violet x evan #tw: death #evan hawkins #lucas ripley

[luvneymar]

(3) NONCHALANT NANCY — NEYMAR JR

— SUMMARY: the aftermath of the photos being released.

PARINGS: young!neymar x female!reader & young!lucas paqueta x female!reader

“No fair! She’s so lucky! Not only does she get to do a nude photoshoot with him, she’s his dirty mistress!” A high pitched voice coming from quiet the small body that walked towards you, arm linked around another girl who seemed to be totally disinterested.

“Oh please Fatima, he’s not that attractive. I think Ronaldo is much hotter.” The disinterested woman replied, turning her annoyed gaze from the smaller girl wrapped around her arm to you; who’s leg was up in the air parallel to the other that stood on the floor.

“Hi Charolette, Hi Fatima. I assume you guys are talking about me?” You questioned turning your head to face them sending a quick smile there way. They split apart to stand on ether side of you resting their body’s over the edge of the skating rink.

It hadn’t even been a few days since after the photos were released till you were bombarded with paparazzi everywhere you went asking you to confirm or deny any of the rumours floating around. It make your skin crawl just thinking about them.

“Does this mean the rumours online are actually true? You’re leaving your boyfriend for Neymar Junior?”

“Will the long-time internet ship finally set sail?”

“What do you think Lucas Paqueta thinks of all this?”

“Does this mean your reputation & lifestyle as a “citygirl” will end? Or is this another fling?”

“How do you think your long-term frenemy; Bruna will react to this?”

You let out a deep sigh before slowly lowering your leg feeling as if you’ve stretched enough. You walked towards the benches, behind you Charlotte & Fatima tailing you like lost puppies.

“Of course we’re talking about you! Your the talk of the town. Tell us, are you actually cheating on Lucas with.. Neymar?” Fatima scoot her body towards you whispering Neymar’s name like it was some kind of secret.

You looked up from the skates you were tying up to look at both of them seeing the look in their eyes made you sigh once again, you constantly talked about how much you hated Neymar & his stupid ego. You had no idea why they would even think this.

“I don’t like Neymar. At all. I wouldn’t even want to be in the same room as him. Let alone fuck him.” You cleared up the flying rumours returning back to your skate that was left undone.

“So not true! You went to visit him in the hospital! With nobody in the room!” Fatima continued as Charlotte nodded in agreement, you rolled your eyes as you stood up stumbling a bit before turning your body to look at them hands resting on your hips.

“That was much different! Bruna said it was a favour & she’d compensate me! Me & Neymar? Never ever. You do remember when he—!”

“Oh shut up!” Charlotte clasped her hand over your mouth, rolling her eyes as she knew what you were going to say. “We all know he broke your nose, we don’t care! All we wanna know is if you’re messing with Neymar Junior.”

You ripped her hand off your mouth before continuing, “No. Never in a Million years. No.” Once you finished clearing up all the rumours you turning your body towards the gate of the rink & walked towards it.

Just as you got onto the ice you felt Fatima’s hands wrapped themselves around your arm as she begun to skate around the rink pulling you along with her, shortly after charlotte caught up with you. “What about enemies to lovers or whatever? Like, wouldn’t it be kinda hot?”

“No! No Fatima, it would not be hot in any shape or form. No!” You whispered before pulling your arm away skating towards the other side of the rink. You sighed skating around aimlessly enjoying your temporary feeling of completely tranquility.

That tranquillity was was soon disrupted as you bumped into another club member; Vic. You & Vic had a long lasting rivalry ever since she had decided that when you won your first olympic gold medal over her you screwed on of the judges to get a few points ahead of her.

You were both neck n’ neck for first place but you had won by just 2 more points for a reason that was still unknown to this day, you both had fell once during your performance but somehow you still managed to win over her. Not that you were complaining.

“Oh Hey, (Name)! Glad to see you back! It’s nice that you’re honing your skating skills instead of honing blowing skills!”

“Heyy Vic! I’m glad to see you too! It’s be a darn waste if I couldn’t humiliate you at this years olympic games again! And don’t worry, your boyfriend & the judges think my rather blowing skills are; …impeccable!” You smiled at her using a cute & oblivious tone.

You both sent passive aggressive smiles at each other along with offensive comments about literally anything you could conjure up. “Hmm, You’ve gotten wrinkles. Not surprised with how many blowjobs you give a day.”

You grit your teeth before responding, “Have you fixed the bald-spot at the back of your head? Or do I need to make another one Vic?”

“I don’t have a bald spot, Plus you’ve gotten fat.”

“Your sister is fat, why I stole her vogue cover right from under her. Literally.”You snapped back trying hard not to burst out laughing from what you just said, you knew Vic cared a lot about her siblings so you sending that comment her way should’ve hit a spot.

“You fucking bitch—!” She yelled out, just before she could send another insult your way as she placed her fist in the air “threatening” to harm you, your coach came around placing his body between you both.

“Okay girls! Break it up! Another competition is coming up & you both are my stars. I don’t need another incident like before. Go! Now. Before I kick you both out of the rink for today.”

You both grumbled before gliding away to opposite sides of the rink not failing to send secret middle fingers like fucking middle schoolers. The rest of the practice went smoothly until non other than your boyfriend; Lucas Paqueta shows up with a less than pleased look on his face. You knew exactly why too.

Charlotte glided towards spotting the upset Brazilian man as-well. “Why is he here? What did you do?” She whispered into your ear pulling you away by your arm so he wouldn’t see you. This was the only time you we’re grateful for the matching uniform.

“I don’t know! Maybe he’s here because he saw the news.” You replied chewing on your fingernails nervously looking back checking if he’s noticed you. Just as you looked back you locked eyes with his feeling a wave of his unknowing but most likely angry emotion wash over you.

Lucas motioned for you do come over causing you to quickly turn around. “He’s probably going to kill me! Waking up to news of your girlfriend being all over your best-friend makes you want to kill a man! Or woman!”

“Relax you’ll be fine! I’ll watch out incase anything happens! You know Lucas isn’t a physical guy.” Charlotte reasoned as he pulled you body towards the side of the rink where the exit gate was stationed, you sighed thinking about the last few times something like this has happened.

“Yeah, yeah. He doesn’t get physical, but he gets physical you know what I’m saying?” You whispered into her ear causing to her giggle at your explanation, of course she would know seeing as how you both have done it multiple times in the change-rooms, gender neutral bathrooms or virtually anywhere.

“You’ll be okay! It’s not like anyone has ever died from a good dicking down.” Charlotte opened the gate & pushed you onto the spongy yet firm ground right in-front of your boyfriend who was standing right in front of you looking right down at your figure, hands stuffed in his pockets, angry glare resting on his face.

“C’mere we need to talk.” He grabbed your wrist pulling you into the change-room’s locking the door right behind him, as you heard the lock switch you gulped slightly excited but also terrified as to what would happen. Last time somethings like this happened your legs were in such bad shape you couldn’t skate for days.

“We need to talk? Or we need to talk?” You emphasized the last talk as you begun to unzip your define jacket slowly, your zipper could barely go far enough before you were pushed into the wall lightly with Lucas age king quite closely to you barely leaving a gap.

“No we need to talk, talk. Words. How can you do this to me princess? My best friend?” He questioned voice slightly cracking at his last sentence which did nothing but make you feel like an idiot & break your heart slightly all at once.

“Baby listen! It wasn’t on purpose I—!”

“I know I haven’t been around that often but does my absence really push you towards another man?” Lucas continued you rant on blaming himself but also not excusing your actions, as you stood there & took it you looked up at him & couldn’t help but realize how hot he look basically cursing you out in Portuguese.

As you stared at him watching him pace around the room using big hand gestures & authoritative sentences you couldn’t help but pull your zipper down all the way dropping your jacket onto the floor leaving you just in your bra.

Lucas hadn’t noticed it until he turned back to look at you hoping you were at-least sorry for what you had done but was met with you removing your leggings standing half naked in a thong & a bra in the frigid change-room causing your nipples to become erect & sensitive.

“I’m sure you’d like to argue more about how I’m a bad girlfriend but wouldn’t you like it so much more if I… made it up to you?” You walked towards your in awe boyfriend & wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him in as he wrapped his large hands around your waist.

“Jump.” He whispered into your ear, as you jumped up legs wrapping around his waist, hands resting on your exposed ass you both kissed each other as if you haven’t seen each other in forever. Tongue was involved & it was indeed messy.

The way he looked when you both pulled away trying to get some air before diving right back in almost made you come in your pants, the heavy breathing, the rough touches all over your body & his tongue easily dominating your own was just to much for you to handle.

You weren’t even aware that your back hit the cold brick of the change room until it did & your bra was on the floor somewhere in the room. “Now this is my kind of talking hmm?” You asked him tilting your head just a bit looking at him innocently.

“Não pense que suas pequenas palavras doces serão capazes de me convencer de que você ainda me merece depois dessa merda.” [Don’t think your sweet little words will be able to convince me you still deserve me after this shit] He smacked your ass hard enough for you to jump slightly at the impact

— “Also, we’re not stopping till i’m convinced you’re sorry for what you did.”

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NOTE: short n’ sweet little chapter as my birthday gift to you all! 🤍 tysm for all the wishes! next chapter might not be out for a while, still trying to get used to my new phone 🥹

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[disasterfandoms]

A Pain Worse than Death || A Victor Tan Oneshot

Anonymous requested: “So I know you just posted a Tan x Bonnie story, but I was wondering if you could write an imagine with Tan x Reader, maybe you’ve been trying to have a baby and have to do IVF, and someone makes a comment at work and Tan snaps? “

A/N: So, this was a hard request to write. It really challenged me creatively, and I had to think long and hard on how to write this tastefully. I hope it does it justice.

TW: IVF, mention of infertility, mention of miscarriages, anger, tension between males, male tears

Masterlist

Everyone at work had noticed Tan acting differently as of late. He was short with people, if he had talked at all, and made frequent, almost daily, trips to see Wendy. He wouldn’t talk to his team, his friends, about what was happening, but it was killing him inside. It had built up into this monster, and he didn’t know how to deal with it, as he wanted to be at home, comforting you, helping you through all of this.

You two had been trying for a baby for months now, to no avail. The one time you were able to conceive, you lost the baby at 7 weeks. You both were devastated, there was nothing in the world you two wanted more than to start a family together. So, you started IVF a month ago. Daily injections, egg retrieval, genetic testing, etc. took up most of your and Victor’s time these days. But it had worked, you were pregnant, and according to the scans and the blood tests, everything was going well… until it wasn’t.

You had woken up that morning, blood in your underwear. You just sat there, dread filling your entire body, you knew what was happening, and a trip to the OB later, it was confirmed that you were miscarrying again.

You have to start back at square one.

He knew he should have taken the day off, like both you and Wendy had suggested. Tan felt this need to be doing something, anything, that could help someone, so he didn’t feel useless. What else could he do? Sit with you, pretend to be strong, while he was in so much emotional torment, that it felt like he was being stabbed in the heart again?

So, he came to work, and he went to Wendy’s office, venting and talking about his feelings, something he had began after a mandatory session due to what they had seen on a roll out one day. He never was one to talk to his feelings, but it had helped, so he continued. Once his appointment was up, he went and worked the current case they had, trying to make it through the day.

Until Luca came in, loudly talking about some game he saw on TV the night before.

He ignored the man, keeping his head down and focusing on the information he was trying to decipher. He snapped his head up, though, when he heard Luca making a comment. “What?” Tan asked, frowning.

”Tan, man, what’s been up with you? Shacked up with you lady?” Luca repeated, chuckling when he had heard Street chime in.

”Nothing, I’m fine,” Tan muttered, before turning around.

”Awe c’mon Tan! You never come out with us anymore, you barely talk, it’s like you got married and suddenly your ball and chain is keeping you hostage,” Rocker, who had joined the men where they were standing, chimed in.

”Shut up Rocker, you have no idea what you’re talking about,” Tan snapped, fire burning in his eyes. He was instantly set off at the mention of you, not caring he was talking to someone of higher rank.

”Tan! Go cool off!” Hondo said firmly, not liking how the younger man’s fist had been balled up, ready to strike the other Sargeant.

Tan huffed, tossing the tablet on the table, and going to the locker room. Maybe he should go home, he thought, so he could eat away from people who would never understand.

He wasn’t expecting, though, that Deacon would be in the locker room, having just gotten off the phone with Annie.

“Hey,” Deacon said worriedly, “Where are you going?”

”Home,” Tan said shortly, pulling his shirt off quickly and putting on his street clothes back on.

”Why? Vic what’s going on?” Deacon asked, watching the young man, instantly seeing the man was simmering with anger.

”Nothing, I’m fine. Rocker was being an idiot, and I reacted wrong. Need any more info than that, tough shit,” Victor spoke sternly, grabbing his backpack and leaving without saying another word.

Deacon frowned, deciding he needed more information, as something didn’t seem right about the situation.

——-

Tan made his way home, having calmed down on the way. He knew you would need him clam, not angry at the world.

You were sitting on the couch, a heating pad on your abdomen to help with the cramping. You were watching some movie on Lifetime, though if anyone asked you, you couldn’t tell them the plot.

”Hey baby,” he murmured, making his way over to you. He sat down on the couch, pulling you into his arms.

”Hey,” you spoke quietly, “How come you’re home early?”

”Decided I should be here instead,” he whispered, kissing your forehead. “How are you feeling?”

You shrugged, deciding not to give an answer to that. “How are you?” You asked instead, looking up into his beautiful brown eyes.

He sighed, “Not great,” he whispered, “Have a lot of feelings… just hate that this is happening.”

You nodded, wiping a tear that had fell down his cheek. “Oh love…” you whispered, kissing his cheek. “I hate it too… I hate that my body is failing us.”

He immediately shook his head, “No. Y/n, you’re not at all at fault or this. We both know that these things happen, and you heard the doctor: This is not a sign to give up.”

You nodded, swallowing the sobs that had threatened to escape, wiping your eyes. “It feels like my heart keeps getting ripped out of my chest,” you admit, clearing your throat as you lean in to kiss his cheek. “I can’t imagine what you must feel.”

”Best description I’ve heard yet,” he muttered, sighing when he heard someone at the door.

You sat up, wiping the tears away as he went to the door, though you made no move to get off the couch.

Victor should have known someone wouldn’t have left it alone, let him have his peace. So when he saw Hondo at the door, he fought every urge to roll his eyes at the man. “Hondo,” he greeted, stepping out of the house and closing the door, so you couldn’t hear the conversation.

”Tan,” Hondo started, “What is up with you, man? And don’t say it’s nothing, you’ve been off for a while now. You’ve been going to Wendy more often, you’ve been withdrawn from everyone, and you’re always the first out the door once the case is done.”

Victor sighed, gritting his teeth. Why couldn’t they let him deal with this himself? “Look, me and Y/n have been going through a tough time recently-“

”How tough we talkin’?” Hondo interrupted, crossing his arms across his chest.

Tan closed his eyes, “We’ve been trying to start a family,” Victor spoke quietly, “we’ve had to start IVF, and the two times we’ve been successful…” he trailed off, hoping Hondo got the point.

Hondo closed his eyes, sighing. “Why didn’t you say anything, man?” He asked quietly, placing a hand on Tan’s shoulder.

”Not anyone’s concern. Wendy told me to take today off, since Y/n is miscarrying.”

Hondo shook his head, “You’re our concern, man. And take the rest of the week off, get your head right, and take care of her. I want daily check ins, though, and when we’re back, we’ll talk about how you’re gonna apologize to Rocker.”

Tan nodded, sighing in relief. “Thanks Hondo,” he spoke quietly.

”Of course.” Hondo said, heading back to his car. He knew the younger man would be alright, but he hated how Tan had thought he should go through his without any support.

#swat cbs #swat #victor tan x reader #Victor tan #victor tan oneshot

[illicitlimerence-writes]

summer of love | m. verstappen

pairing: max verstappen x singer!actress!reader word count: 3.1k words request: yes by anon: “singer actress reader having a close bond with max's whole family? also his little siblings and nephews 🥺 and max watches on lovingly as she plays with them and realizes that he wants this with her?” prompt: long car rides with the windows down + catching waves + picking up cute seashells from this prompt list. warnings: not proofread! babies! language probably. i don’t know what else lolol it’s 3am and i want to sleep but i just couldn’t wait to finish this. apologies if you find a mac instead of max or a luca instead of luka lol i tried my best but autocorrect is a bitch a/n: we’re done with this!!!!!! i’m so happy!!!!! i hope you all liked these little summer stories<33 also i just can't stop writing for these two. i love them with all my being

my masterlist / summer of love masterlist / part one of the max x singer!actress reader / part two / part three

for the final week of holidays, she and max traveled back to europe, wanting to get used to the time difference. 

they’d rented a villa in spain so max’s family could join them. ever since she met max’s mom and sister, they welcomed her in their lives, first as his friend and then as his everything.

someone who she was excited to meet were his nephews. due to conflicting schedules between all of them she hadn’t had the chance to meet max’s mini twins yet. but from the pictures max had proudly shown her, she was already in love with them. 

“mom says they just landed,” max announced as he walked out to the garden, where she sat by the edge of the pool, her legs in the water. “they’ll be here in like two hours,”

“and the boys?” she asked immediately, her hand reaching for his once he sat next to her. 

“fell asleep during the plane ride, but vic says they’re excited.”

“exicted to see you,” she guessed, a smile making its way to her face. “i can’t wait to meet them. you think they’ll like me?”

“of course they’ll like you!” he chuckled, throwing an arm over her shoulders, “they’re the sweetest boys,”

“i know. and i know you love them to death, that’s why i worry that-”

“you don’t have to worry. they’ll love you. okay?”

“okay,” she nodded, placing her head on max’s shoulder. 

-

she stayed back as she watched max embrace his sister, she looked gorgeous as ever, with her two boys on a double stroller. max let go of her, kneeling in front of his nephews as he undid the belts. victoria went outside to grab her and the boys’ bags just as luka jumped out, wrapping his tiny arms around max’s neck, which caused max to fall on his back with the boy on top of him. she chuckled, noticing how lio wanted to get out of the stroller as well. she walked to him, kneeling next to max and luka as max sat up, and helped lio, placing him on her lap. luka noticed her, and she could feel his curious eyes on her. 

“hi, luka.” she smiled at him, reaching for his hand. the boy leaned against max.

“it’s okay. this is (y/n), she wants to be your friend,” max explained, his voice soft as he spoke to his nephew, meanwhile the youngest boy had taken great interest in her bracelets and was playing with them. luke looked up at max, and her breath got caught in her throat as she saw the resemblance between the two, well, three of them. big blue eyes, chubby cheeks, the same blonde hair.

“friend?” the boy repeated, or tried to, and the two adults nodded. “we play?” he asked.

“of course, we can play whatever you want to.” she smiled, nodding. the baby on her lap started fuzzing, so she had to turn her attention to him. “and i can play with you too, lio. we’ve got time,”

-

the quiet of the villa when it was just the two of them had disappeared. now there was music, laughter and the sound of two small boys playing with their uncle. it had been two days, and her fears of the boys not liking her were long gone. after the shyness of the first meeting, luka had quickly trusted her and handed her toys so she’d play with him. first, max had been there to make sure the boy knew he was safe with her, but with time luka felt enough at ease to do it himself.

things were easier with the younger boy, as long as she kept him entertained, he was fine with spending time with her. 

a few days before their time in spain was up, victoria and her boyfriend announced they had to leave earlier than expected, and (y/n) could tell that max was feeling pretty down about it. just the day before, they’d made plans to take the boys to the beach, just the four of them.

“we’ll have other chances,” she told max, running her fingers through his hair, pushing it away from his face. it was late, everyone was asleep, but max kept turning on the bed, and she knew something was up. 

“i know,” he nodded, “i was just really looking forward to it, and i’d promised them i’d take them. they didn’t even see the things we got them,”

“well, we can still go to the beach just us,” she tried to lift his spirits up, her insides turning at how much he truly cared about keeping his promise to his nephews. “it won’t be the same, i know, but we’ll see them again next week. and the next,” max’s two home races were one after the other, and his whole family agreed to be there to support him. “you should sleep, we’ll figure something out tomorrow. okay?”

“yeah,” he sighed, placing a kiss on her shoulder.

“just remember that the boys will love you even if you don’t take them to the beach,”

“i know,” he sighed, throwing his arm over her, pulling her close so her back was against his chest. 

-

“leave the boys,” was the first thing max told his sister the next morning.

“what?” she frowned, as she zipped up her bag.

“the boys. leave them here, with me and (y/n).”

“and you’re going to take care of them? two boys under two?” she raised her eyebrows.

“i mean… i’ve done it before,” he shrugged.

“for like… fifteen minutes,”

“please! i wanted to take them to the beach today, and we bought them some new toys and stuff for the beach,”

“i don’t know, i-”

“we’ll take good care of them! i promise. they’ll have the best time. and you can take care of whatever you have to without having to worry about them.”

“oh, i will worry,” max rolled his eyes at his sister, making her laugh. “why are you so adamant about this?”

“it’s just… i’ve missed them.” he shrugged, “and they’re starting to open up to (y/n)...”

“and?” his sister urged him to continue, sensing there was still something he wasn’t telling her.

“and i like… seeing her with them. and if we take care of the boys it might… we’ll have some practice- for… our future,”

“max,” the younger verstappen’s eyes went wide, “you want to have kids?” she couldn’t hold back a smile, having children was a topic max always avoided whenever he could, she was surprised that this time he was the one bringing it up.

“i- not right now, obviously. but maybe… one day? if she wants to,”

“but do you want to?”

“i- i… with her, yes. only with her… i want everything with her. and- i know it’s soon, so, so soon, but- i’ve never felt this way before. it’s hard to explain.”

“you’re in love.” she smiled, placing a hand on her brother’s shoulder. 

“i think i’ve loved her since the day i met her, it’s… everything is easy with her. and i feel like as long as she’s by my side i can… do anything. everything.”

“oh, max,” victoria smiled, wrapping her arms around her older brother, “i’m so happy for you. you deserve to be happy, and-”

“vic! vic, vic, i have an idea!” their moment was interrupted by (y/n), who ran into the room, holding both boys in her arms. she in her tracks as she saw the siblings embrace each other. “shit! sorry, i’ll be back later!”

“no, it’s okay. what’s up?” victoria said, keeping an arm around her brother’s shoulders.

“i was thinking… what if we, max and i, take care of the boys for you?” she raised her eyebrows, “that way they can still enjoy the beach and you’ll have a few days to yourselves,” her smile was wide, as if she’d just come up with the greatest plan.

victoria sent her brother a knowing glance.

“i think that’s a wonderful idea. what do you say lio? luka? you’ll stay with uncle max and auntie (y/n)?” 

-

“boys are buckled in. snacks are packed. toys are ready. we’ve got sunscreen, water, diapers. i think we’re ready,” she said, closing the door once she got in. 

“let’s go then. who wants to go to the beach?” max asked his nephews, turning his head back to look at them. he was happy to see them smiling, dressed in swimming shorts, sunglasses on. 

he started the car, the ac blasting on, music playing. she’d added a playlist victoria made of songs the boys liked to her phone, and was surprised to see so many of her own songs in it.

after the first few beats of her song, luke started mumbling, trying to say the words, following the rhythm.

“you like that, luka?” she smiled as she looked back, the boy’s blue eyes shining as he kept singing, his legs kicking in excitement. “oh, you’re my favorite boys!” she turned back to look at max, “he knows my songs!” she chuckled, grabbing her phone to record the moment. “sing it, luka, you too, lio!” she laughed, and started singing too. luka stopped mumbling, a frown on his face as he heard her voice. “it’s me, luka! i’m the one singing,”

“he’s starstruck,” max laughed, checking through the rear-view mirror. “keep singing,” max said as he turned the volume down, “i like hearing you sing, too.” 

“ah, for private performances you need to contact my manager,” she snickered, turning the phone towards max to record his eyeroll. 

“you didn’t say anything last night when we pulled out that performance-”

“max! there are children present,” she laughed, as she stopped recording, looking at him, “i swear,” she shook her head.

“oh, you love it. you love me,” he said, keeping one hand on the wheel, the other one finding hers.

“that i do.” she nodded. she gripped his hand,  looking out the window, seeing the beach approaching. 

-

once they picked a perfect spot on the beach, they got all of their things out, sitting the boys on a large beach towel under a sunshade. a stark difference from their relaxation spot in hawaii.

“don’t you two look adorable! look here, we need proof for your mom that you guys are actually having fun,” she grabbed her phone and started taking pictures and videos of them. “there. see? it’s not that hard!”

“or maybe it’s just they’re the greatest boys ever,” max said as he sat down, grabbing lio and sitting him on his lap. 

“ooh, i think it’s time for presents, what do you think?” she said, grabbing a bag where they’d stuffed everything they’d gotten the boys back in hawaii. floaties, things to play with the sand, and two mini surfboards.

“i think we should test these out,” max said grabbing lio’s green surfboard, the baby slapped his hands on the surface, “he agrees,” he smiled, “i told you they’d like them.”

“yeah, i know,” she nodded, “now come on, everybody, let’s put on sunscreen and we can get in the water.” she clapped her hands, reaching for it. once luka was covered in it, she passed the bottle to max, who struggled a bit more with little lio. “here,” she said, sitting luka on her lap and grabbing lio’s hand. she started singing, which distracted the eight-month-old baby, so max could apply a thick layer of sunscreen to his youngest nephew. “team work. we’ve got this, baby,” she chuckled, leaning forward to place a kiss on max’s cheek. “last ones to reach the water lose,” she rushed the words out, grabbing luka’s orange surfboard and running towards the water.

luka started laughing, his little excited laughter gave her butterflies in her stomach. she’d never been the best with kids, but these two were absolute angels. the resemblance to max was a plus. 

“cheat!” max yelled from behind her, lio’s giggle were so loud too. she dared one look back, seeing them closer than she expected.

“nooo, come on, luka, we’ve gotta beat them,” she said, running faster and holding onto the boy a little tighter. “just a few more steps,” she set the boy down so he could run with her. he squealed at the feeling of the sand against his feet, refusing to keep on walking as he enjoyed the cold sand against his skin. “luka, come on,” she chuckled but the boy sat on his bum, grabbing fistfuls of sand, spreading it over his legs. “looks like we’re playing with sand first,” she smiled, shaking her head as she sat with her legs crossed beneath her. “change of plans,” she looked up to see max and lio approach them.

“luka, let’s go in the water, come on.” max tried to convince his oldest nephew to get up, but he was too enthralled by the cold and wet sand.

“you two go ahead, we’ll play here for a bit, yeah?” she suggested, squinting, having forgotten her sunglasses with the rest of their stuff. 

“you sure? we can all stay here and-” max started, but she shook her head.

“i want to see lio on his surfboard. we’ll meet you there in a bit, yeah?” she stood up, sliding her arms around his waist, max wrapped his free arm around her shoulders, bringing her to him and placing his lips on hers. she hummed into the kiss, but it was cut short by lio slapping their cheeks. “okay, mister, no need to be impatient,” she pinched his cheek. 

she sat next to luka, watching out for him as he played freely. in the water, max was trying to keep lio up as he pulled the board with one hand. 

“look at your brother,” she pointed ahead, luka followed her finger, “yay lio!” she clapped for him, and the oldest boy imitated her. she laughed, leaning forward to kiss his temple. “you’re such a good boy, luka.”

max looked at them, and he felt his chest getting warm. if she was this kind and caring about his nephews he couldn’t imagine how she’d be like with their own little nuggets one day. 

“let’s keep catching waves, lio, we’ll get there.” max ran his hand through his youngest nephew’s hair, keeping him pressed against his chest with that arm, pulling the board with his free hand.

-

hours passed, and at some point during the day they switched kids. they played with the boys in the water, using their toys and fun floaties. when the oldest boy started getting tired max carried him out. after changing him out of his wet clothes, max sat with luka on his lap as the boy ate some watermelon, whilst she walked with lio in her arms. once luka was done eating, he leaned his head against max’s chest, his eyelids getting heavy by the second. 

“you sleepy, buddy?” max asked, kissing the top of his head. luka only cuddled closer to him. “come here, let’s sleep for a bit, yeah?” max lied down on his back, placing his nephew on top of him, max closed his eyes once luka’s breathing got even, deep.

“look at this, lio!” she squealed, placing the boy down and sitting next to him. she moved some sand away, grabbing what she’d spotted. “it’s a seashell! here,” she handed it to him. he wrapped his tiny fingers around it, inspecting it. “it’s pretty, isn’t it?” she smiled as he brought his hand down, chucking some of it away like she’d done. “let’s go find some more, than we can bring some for uncle max and luka, yeah?” she extended her arms, the boy crawling to her. “good boy, lio.” she chuckled when the boy crawled to her lap, his hands on her shoulders. “come on, let’s find more seashells,” 

once the sun started going down she thought it was a good time to head home. after getting a few handfuls of seashells she walked back to the spot where max and luka were waiting for them, with lio perched on her hip.

“they’re asleep, lio,” she whispered to the boy, “don’t they look adorable?” she sighed, noticing max’s protective hand on luka’s back, “i think it’s time for an outfit change and a little snack,” she sat next to the sleeping verstappens, lying the baby on the towel, changing him. after that she sat him on her lap. she reached for the cooler where they were keeping all their food and drinks, taking lio’s water bottle and a jar of baby food out. 

once she was done feeding lio. max stirred, frowning as he opened his eyes.

“hey, sleeping beauty,” she laughed as max pressed his hands against his face, being careful with the sleeping boy on top of him.”i think we’re all a little tired,” she said as the baby on her lap yawned. “think we should call it a day?” she asked.

“yeah, i don’t think i can drive like this, though,” he chuckled, looking at her. “you look really pretty,”

“i’m a mess.” she shook her head. “lio and i picked these for you,” she said as she pointed to the sea shells sitting on the other side of the towel.

“thank you. and no, you look… at peace.”

“after spending the day with two under two running around at the beach?” she chuckled, “i don’t know if i would call it peace. although it wasn’t as bad as i had thought, i had fun. and i think they had fun, too.”

“yeah. i think so too. parenting isn’t that hard after all.” max smiled.

“right? we’ve so got this.”

“yeah, we do.” his smile changed, he pursed his lips, deep in thought. 

“one day, though. not now,”

“yeah. one day.” he agreed.

“good. now… let’s get these boys home, i think the car ride will help them sleep some more.”

“yeah, with the sun and the water, i think they’ll sleep through the entire night.”

“like i said, we’ve so got this parenting thing,” she smiled, proud of herself.

-

once everything was packed in the car, she sat behind the wheel, a still sleepy max next to her. she turned on the car, lowering the volume of the music. the ac started blasting on, but she turned it off, choosing instead to let the breeze cool them all as she pressed a button to roll the windows down.

“smells like salt,” max smiled, turning to face her. 

“you don’t like it?” she asked, he shook his head.

“i do. it’s just… peculiar. for some reason i didn’t notice it until now.”

“that’s cause you were smelling babies all day,” she laughed, leaving the beach behind as she drove away. he didn’t reply, only smiled as he turned the volume up a bit, just loud enough to recognize the song.

max fell asleep to the sound of her singing softly. 

she had to deal with three grumpy verstappens once they got home. 

-

@idkiwantchocolatee @yeolsbubbles @amsofftrack

#max verstappen oneshot #max verstappen fic #max verstappen imagine #max verstappen fanfic #max verstappen facfiction #max verstappen fan fiction #max verstappen fluff #max verstappen one shot #max verstappen x y/n #max verstappen x actress!reader #max verstappen x singer!reader #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x reader #f1 imagine #f1 one shot #f1 x reader #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #f1 fanfiction #f1 fandom #f1 #f1 drivers #f1 drivers one shot #f1 drivers x reader #f1 drabble #summer of love #illicit summer

[skatesnstuff]

Where your heart truly lies - Colton Dach

a/n: there is not enough colton fanfics on here so imma make my own. apologies in advance if this stinks. this is pure self indulgence

summary: based on moth to a flame by the weeknd. specifically the chorus. basically everyone wants reader to be w one guy but she knows who she really loves. you’ll see 😂

colton dach x caufieldsister!reader

“you’re fucking kidding me.”

i was attending a seattle thunderbirds post-game party, coerced by the promise of alcohol and a ‘fun time’.

“you’re seeing someone and you didn’t tell me?!” “will you shut the fuck up?” my best friend, victoria, sighs, eyes wide as she takes in this new information. “it’s jack isn’t it? everyone knows he’s like so in love with you.”

my eyes roll, biting back a laugh. jack hughes. new jersey devils center and yes, i’ll admit, extremely attractive. also the boy who i grew up with, the boy everyone thought i would end up with. all our friends and family wanted it to happen, but i just didn’t have the same feeling i have with my current boyfriend.

“no, it is not jack. it’s actually-“ “hi baby.” an arm around my waist and kiss on my head interrupt me alongside the low voice. i watch vic’s jaw drop as she watches me and colton, a small smile making its way to her face.

“fuck off. your mom’s gonna kill you!”

“she already knows, and i’ll have you know she loves me.”

“you’ve met her twice colts.”

“and twice is enough for her to know that i’m awesome!”

“have you told jack?” i look over at victoria and shake my head. “i haven’t told any of them yet. you’re the only person who knows besides our parents.” “and luca.” i turn my head to glare at my boyfriend. “that was an accident. how was i supposed to know he was looking over my shoulder when i booked my flight here for the weekend??”

he just chuckles, and i look back to my best friend. “can i tell anyone??” i shrug. “if you want to. we’re kind of just letting it out as it goes.”

we chat with her a bit longer before the question i’ve been dreading comes up. “does cole know?”

i sigh. the short answer is no, my older brother does not know about colton and i. he knows i have a boyfriend, but i’m pretty sure he’s assuming the same thing everyone is— that the middles hughes somehow scored.

“not really. he knows i’m seeing someone, but he’s never met colton and i’m assuming has made the same assumption you did.” she nods along with my words. “i’m gonna grab a drink. you want something, love?” i nod at colton. “thanks honey.” he smiles, kissing me lightly before walking away.

“do you think cole will be disappointed you’re not dating jack?”

i shrug, not taking my eyes off my boyfriend as he laughs with one of his teammates. “maybe. but i think he’ll be more than happy to know i’ve found where my heart lies.”

a.n. ~ thanks for reading!! lmk if you wanna see more caufieldsister stuff, i’ve got a lot of ideas :) much love 💗

-lily <3

#hockey #team canada #hockey imagines #nhl imagines #colton dach

[eludin-realm]

Character Name Ideas (Male)

So I've been browsing through BehindTheName (great resource!) recently and have compiled several name lists. Here are some names, A-Z, that I like. NOTE: If you want to use any of these please verify sources, meanings etc, I just used BehindTheName to browse and find all of these. Under the cut:

A: Austin, Aiden, Adam, Alex, Angus, Anthony, Archie, Argo, Ari, Aric, Arno, Atlas, August, Aurelius, Alexei, Archer, Angelo, Adric, Acarius, Achilou, Alphard, Amelian, Archander B: Bodhi, Bastian, Baz, Beau, Beck, Buck, Basil, Benny, Bentley, Blake, Bowie, Brad, Brady, Brody, Brennan, Brent, Brett, Brycen C: Cab, Cal, Caden, Cáel, Caelan, Caleb, Cameron, Chase, Carlos, Cooper, Carter, Cas, Cash, Cassian, Castiel, Cedric, Cenric, Chance, Chandler, Chaz, Chad, Chester, Chet, Chip, Christian, Cillian, Claude, Cicero, Clint, Cody, Cory, Coy, Cole, Colt, Colton, Colin, Colorado, Colum, Conan, Conrad, Conway, Connor, Cornelius, Creed, Cyneric, Cynric, Cyrano, Cyril, Cyrus, Crestian, Ceric D: Dallas, Damien, Daniel, Darach, Dash, Dax, Dayton, Denver, Derek, Des, Desmond, Devin, Dewey, Dexter, Dietrich, Dion, Dmitri, Dominic, Dorian, Douglas, Draco, Drake, Drew, Dudley, Dustin, Dusty, Dylan, Danièu E: Eadric, Evan, Ethan, Easton, Eddie, Eddy, Einar, Eli, Eilas, Eiljah, Elliott, Elton, Emanuel, Emile, Emmett, Enzo, Erik, Evander, Everett, Ezio F: Faolán, Faron, Ferlin, Felix, Fenrir, Fergus, Finley, Finlay, Finn, Finnian, Finnegan, Flint, Flip, Flynn, Florian, Forrest, Fritz G: Gage, Gabe, Grady, Grant, Gray, Grayson, Gunnar, Gunther, Galahad H: Hale, Harley, Harper, Harvey, Harry, Huey, Hugh, Hunter, Huxley I: Ian, Ianto, Ike, Inigo, Isaac, Isaias, Ivan, Ísak J: Jack, Jacob, Jake, Jason, Jasper, Jax, Jay, Jensen, Jed, Jeremy, Jeremiah, Jesse, Jett, Jimmie, Jonas, Jonas, Jonathan, Jordan, Josh, Julien, Jovian, Jun, Justin, Joseph, Joni, K: Kaden, Kai, Kale, Kane, Kaz, Keane, Keaton, Keith, Kenji, Kenneth, Kent, Kevin, Kieran, Kip, Knox, Kris, Kristian, Kyle, Kay, Kristján, Kristófer L: Lamont, Lance, Landon, Lane, Lars, László, Laurent, Layton, Leander, Leif, Leo, Leonidas, Leopold, Levi, Lewis, Louie, Liam, Liberty, Lincoln, Linc, Linus, Lionel, Logan, Loki, Lucas, Lucian, Lucio, Lucky, Luke, Luther, Lyall, Lycus, Lykos, Lyle, Lyndon, Llewellyn, Landri, Laurian, Lionç M: Major, Manny, Manuel, Marcus, Mason, Matt, Matthew, Matthias, Maverick, Maxim, Memphis, Midas, Mikko, Miles, Mitch, Mordecai, Mordred, Morgan, Macari, Maïus, Maxenci, Micolau, Miro N: Nate, Nathan, Nathaniel, Niall, Nico, Niels, Nik, Noah, Nolan, Niilo, Nikander, Novak, O: Oakley, Octavian, Odin, Orlando, Orrick, Ǫrvar, Othello, Otis, Otto, Ovid, Owain, Owen, Øyvind, Ozzie, Ollie, Oliver, Onni P: Paisley, Palmer, Percival, Percy, Perry, Peyton, Phelan, Phineas, Phoenix, Piers, Pierce, Porter, Presley, Preston, Pacian Q: Quinn, Quincy, Quintin R: Ragnar, Raiden, Ren, Rain, Rainier, Ramos, Ramsey, Ransom, Raul, Ray, Roy, Reagan, Redd, Reese, Rhys, Rhett, Reginald, Remiel, Remy, Ridge, Ridley, Ripley, Rigby, Riggs, Riley, River, Robert, Rocky, Rokas, Roman, Ronan, Ronin, Romeo, Rory, Ross, Ruairí, Rufus, Rusty, Ryder, Ryker, Rylan, Riku, Roni S: Sammie, Sammy, Samuel, Samson, Sanford, Sawyer, Scout, Seán, Seth, Sebastian, Seymour, Shane, Shaun, Shawn, Sheldon, Shiloh, Shun, Sid, Sidney, Silas, Skip, Skipper, Skyler, Slade, Spencer, Spike, Stan, Stanford, Sterling, Stevie, Stijn, Suni, Sylvan, Sylvester T: Tab, Tad, Tanner, Tate, Tennessee, Tero, Terrance, Tevin, Thatcher, Tierno, Tino, Titus, Tobias, Tony, Torin, Trace, Trent, Trenton, Trev, Trevor, Trey, Troy, Tripp, Tristan, Tucker, Turner, Tyler, Ty, Teemu U: Ulric V: Valerius, Valor, Van, Vernon, Vespasian, Vic, Victor, Vico, Vince, Vinny, Vincent W: Wade, Walker, Wallis, Wally, Walt, Wardell, Warwick, Watson, Waylon, Wayne, Wes, Wesley, Weston, Whitley, Wilder, Wiley, William, Wolfe, Wolfgang, Woody, Wulfric, Wyatt, Wynn X: Xander, Xavier Z: Zachary, Zach, Zane, Zeb, Zebediah, Zed, Zeke, Zeph, Zaccai

#will i use these names for future characters? absolutely yes #okay to reblog this #okay to reblog

[gothamslostboy]

A Small Push

Zsasz x Male Reader

This was meant to be a small paragraph or two on my gotham blog, but I got so carried away

This is the first thing I’ve enjoyed writing so much in a while, so it’s going on the main blog

I didn’t proofread so lmk any typos

WORDS: 2107

YOU ZSASZ

Very little information is known about Victor Zsasz. Sure, everyone in Gotham knows to avoid him. They know he’s a sadistic assassin, loyal to his boss, and that he’s never been serious. The few who’ve survived him only bc the boss called him off report their pleas for life to be met with indifference, which always turns to a unrelated comment about what he’s doing later or asking about what his victim originally planned to do that day.

You see, the terrifying thing about Zsasz isn’t how great he is at his job. What sends chills down Gothamites spines at the mention of his name is how unbothered he is with human life. Where the rest of us see cold blooded murder, Victor sees Tuesday morning’s work. Nothing more important than an office worker doing paper work. Yet, no matter how perplexed a person gets, none of them have tried asking him why.

Until you came along.

It was a new day at work, having started at this diner earlier this week after police officers told you one of Gotham’s several psychos burnt down your last job. Lucky for you it was your day off, not so lucky for your coworker Lucas, but you hadn’t liked him much anyway. Despite it being a Friday, the diner was almost completely empty tonight. You had only had one customer, an older man who had been in a rush to eat. He tipped well, though his rambling about leaving before “Satan’s Strawberry Milkshake Meal” left an odd impression.

Confusion only grew in your mind when your supervisor asked if you could handle being alone for a couple hours, eyes quickly shifting between you and the clock. Before you could even finish nodding your head she pushed past you, almost knocking over the coat hanger by the door as she ran. Now you were a little pissed, not only for her abruptness, but at the fact she had been whispering to herself about “milkshake psychos”.

What was everyone’s deal tonight? Maybe you were missing some information about this side of town, you had only just moved over here for the job, starting your first shift immediately after putting the moving boxes inside your apartment. You’d have to ask the supervisor when she got back.

The bell above the door rang, and suddenly all the pieces clicked together. Victor Zsasz, cruelest killer in Gotham, had walked through your doors and was striding over to the counter. It was too late to pretend you weren’t here, his eyes had registered your paralyzed form quickly and he gave a short wave before sitting down.

Taking a deep breath, your feet moved before your mind and pulled you all the way to the backside of the counter. Now you were less then 5 feet from the man, his stare unnerving, only amplified by his almost innocently placed hands: fingers interlocked in an almost “prayer” position.

Hello welcome to Margret’s Diner, what can- what would you like this evening Sir- er, um, Mr. Vic- Mr. Zsasz? Your hand were shaking as you held your notepad, small damp marks at the end of your desperate fingers. You didn’t dare to make eye contact, not even as you heard his sudden chuckle.

Why are you so stressed? If anyone should be stressed it’s me, just had to flee a scene. And you don’t have to be so formal, it’s Zsasz.

A scene? Did he mean a crime scene- of the murder variety? Your grip tightens on the yellow paper below you, clearing your throat as if it would bring back the air squeezed out from your lungs. He lowers his head to try and enter your eyeline, obviously enjoying the effect his presence has.

I guess you- aha, you have a fair point there Zsasz. You let some pathetic chuckles fill the space in between your words, only continuing on when Victor motions his hand, amused but feeling a smidge of annoyance at your inability to speak. The adrenaline of being so close to a killer kicks in, forcing a wave of dangerous confidence to enter your system. So, Zsasz, your stance straightens and you grin a bit at his surprise when you look him in the eyes. What can I get you? From what others have said today I’m assuming a milkshake is on your menu? You can’t even believe your own words, and it seems neither can the assassin in front of you. He leans back in his chair, arms crossing as he shakes his head and smiles.

Bravo, his hands make the motion of clapping with out any sound before he leans closer, head resting in his hands. You take a tiny step back. When you picture Victor Zsasz: Gotham’s Greatest Assassin, you saw a serious man. One who would have already shot you just for making any sort of assumption about him. The casual man with a sort of relaxed beauty about him seemed almost unable to kill, but you knew better than to trust your unstable taste in men.

I had you pegged for a coward diner man, where did those words come from? What a surprise that is. His eyes are wide, too full of life for a man who just admitted to committing a crime, or at the very least running from one. You relax knowing that the annoyance he carried earlier seems gone, maybe even replaced with the same fascination for you that you had for him.

Don’t know, maybe I’m losing it. So was I right about that milkshake or what? Have my sources lied? If the pounding of your heart hadn’t been reminding you of your awakeness, you wouldn’t believe this was a real moment. Not a coward, but you’ve certainly never been a brave, confident conversationalist, and definitely not with someone so infamous as Victor.

Huh, guess I was wrong. Strawberry milkshake please, no cherry. Aren’t you a tiny bit scared I’ll kill you? He focused on you now, trying to discern any fearful tells you could have. Itching to see if you truly were insane. It’s rare he finds someone who can speak to him, even rarer that person seems to relax and enjoy the conversation. You speak over the rising sound of your heart, and scare yourself a bit by resting a hand on the counter and leaning towards the man dressed in black.

If you killed me, who would make the milkshake? You don’t know where the ingredients are and then you’d have a body in your way! Doesn’t seem ideal for a relaxing milkshake. You let a big grin cover your face when it’s apparent Victor enjoyed your answer, laughing and moving just a bit closer. He lets his head flop to the side, catching in in his right hand while pointing at you with his left.

Oh you are fun. Also new here. I come here every week, surprised no one told you. Kinda well known around here. He jokingly rolls his eyes as he finishes his sentence.

He meant it. You are fun, he’s gonna have to keep you around. No matter the cost. It’s obvious to him this is at least partially a front, your hand is more relaxed, but still shaking. But even still, he doesn’t meet people who joke with him on the day to day. Only other assassins, even then it’s typically not good natured, and they usually end up dead. But you. He doesn’t even know your name but he’s on the edge of his seat waiting for you to reply. You’re cute. You’re funny. And you’re blushing everytime he gets closer, Victor doesn’t think you even noticed that you were.

Zsasz made a promise to himself the day he realized he was different from those around him. The day he realized no one else enjoyed watching the pain of others, no one enjoyed causing it, when he observed quick movements in the opposite direction as he walked towards ppl, the day he pieced together it wasn’t normal to relish in that. Victor Zsasz promised himself that when he found someone he didn’t want to hurt, even a little bit, he wouldn’t let them escape. Lucky day, he found you. Even with his favorite torture methods & his favorite weapons, no scenario in his mind felt right, at least not the unconsentually violent ones. You’re voice fades into his mind. He hadn’t even realized he zoned out.

Zsasz? You ok there? What did you get shot fleeing? are you gonna die on me? Your real concern, hidden behind sarcasm didn’t escape him. How cute. Looking you in the eyes Victor answers.

Nah I’m to good for that. Thinking about you. Wanna make yourself a milkshake too? My treat! He slams his hand on the table, expectingly waiting for you to comply.

Well, it is a slow day, why not! Walking over to the blender, a question nags at you. Hey Zsasz? You take a deep breath again before deciding to commit. Ask ya’ a question?

Sure diner man, if you can do two things. He holds up two fingers, and opens up the jar of maraschino cherries you were struggling with. Numero uno: you can call me Victor now, you’re fun. Numer dos: let me know your name! Diner man is fun an’ all, but it’s unfair you know mine.

Victor pops a cherry in his mouth as he waits for the blender to stop. Never taking his gaze away from his new prize.

Oh shit, sorry. Totally forgot. Um, Y/N, Y/N L/N! And well, I guess I was wondering- I just wanna know- I’m curious how you do it? For the first time since the beginning of Victor’s visit, you’re too nervous to look at him. What if he thought that was too personal? You place a straw in his milkshake and slide it over to him, gasping when his hand wraps around your wrist.

Don’t get all shy on me L/N, we are having so much fun. I do a lot of things, you’re gonna have to be specific. He notices your hesitancy to continue and pulls you into him, almost spilling his milkshake as he whispers in your ear. I don’t bite, well, unless you want me to handsome. He lets you pull back and winks, sipping at his cool drink.

You do the same, hoping it will combat the heat flooding your body, hoping it’s not, but knowing it is very visible on your cheeks. Alrighty Victor, he loves how you say his name, intently locking his eyes on your fidgeting hands. How do you kill? How come the cops never catch you off guard? Why don’t you have to take it seriously?

Huh. No one’s ever asked him that. His new favorite possession is braver than most.

Because I’m good at what I do Y/N. It’s easy, just pull the trigger, push the button, stab, I could do it in my sleep. I don’t take it seriously because how’s that fun? He leans back and smiles a bit, intrigued at how much more terrified you were to ask the question than you are hearing the answer. Infact, it seems you’ve forgotten that people are supposed to be disturbed when they hear this. Y/N L/N seems almost, jealous, that Victor Zsasz can do this.

I could teach you, friend. Makes good money. Definitely more fun then a diner job. He cuts off your protest quickly. You don’t have to do the whole “I’m a good person” act, I can see it in your eyes. I don’t think you were joking when you said your losing it Y/N. You just need some one to push you along, Victor stand up, slowly walking all the way to the other side of the counter until he’s face to face with you. His lips hovering barely over yours. Let me push

You get lost in his dark eyes for a second contemplating. Maybe he’s not so crazy. Life is the crazy thing. People like Lucas were crazy. He always bugged you at your last job, constantly asking you to work overtime. Why should you have to do extra because he had a bad life? Maybe what you had done made sense. I mean the police had believed that the building burning was Jerome Valeska, they hadn’t even noticed the gun shot wound. It wouldn’t be so easy if it was wrong, right? Okay, you connect your lips, closing your eyes and enjoying the moment. You pull back for air, reestablishing eye contact.

Teach me, push me over the edge

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[ellegreenwxy]

THE TRUTH IS IT’S EASIER TO IGNORE IT

S2 - gary / mc - 3.5k+ words

my submission for the @litgwritersroom lie detector prompt

A/N i’m not going to lie, writing this was so intimidating! if you’ve noticed, most of my litg fics tend to be AUs or set outside of the villa. something about trying to navigate the dynamics of the villa is really anxiety-inducing and not only that, but writing for the men is equally terrifying! but i really wanted to push myself outside of my comfort zone to do something new and a little scary, and i’m really proud of myself for doing it! hope you all enjoy x

“Something’s not right.”

Gary had gotten this feeling before. It was the same one he’d had right before Lucas and Henrik came into the Villa. It was the same one he’d had right before Chelsea and Jakub crashed the Ministry of Sound party. Basically any time the dynamics of the Villa shifted, Gary got this weird feeling in his stomach. It was like his gut instinct was yelling at him, “Hey! Get ready for literally everything to change…again!”

“Relax, Gary,” Lottie muttered from where she was laying on one of the lounge chairs, a pair of sunglasses perched on her nose and her gown-like swimsuit cover shielding her pale skin from whatever rays of sun might try to peek through the nonexistent cracks of the umbrella she was laid out under.

“I can’t. I got this weird feeling that something’s gonna happen,” he said, pushing to his feet off of his own chair. He cast a quick look around, wondering if anyone else seemed to notice something was off. After letting his eyes wander around the Villa, he realized that no, it seemed to just be him that was feeling it. 

In fact, everyone seemed to be feeling the most relaxed they had been since coming into the Villa on that first day. Which was saying a lot because Gary knew that he and the boys had been absolutely bricking it despite how they might have come across.

“We’re basically at the end, Gary. All we have left is the final recoupling, final dates, prom, the final itself; it’s all basically over. They’re not going to throw anything at us now,” Lottie said, turning to look at him, lowering her sunglasses just a bit so she could fix her striking green eyes properly on him. 

Maybe Lottie was right, maybe there wasn’t anything to worry about after all. Was his gut wrong for once? Could it just be that he was anxious about it all coming to an end so soon? He knew he was worried about getting out of there, but that had everything to do with the person he was with. Or rather, the person he wasn’t with. 

“I’ve got a text!”

Speak of the devil…

Vic’s voice rang out from where she was sitting by the pool, no doubt having been watching some of the other boys play around in the water. Boys that included Lucas. Also known as the boy she was coupled up with. Or as Gary had been referring to him as, the idiot that had cheated on her with Blake while she was away at Casa Amor. 

The whole situation had rubbed him the wrong way. Lottie had taken his frustration with it as just a sign that he cared about loyalty and had been upset that one of his mates had thrown it away for some “weather reporter.” He cared about loyalty, of course he did, but he’d been more frustrated to see it happen to Vic of all people.

“Gary?”

He blinked and saw Lottie had already started walking towards the pool, though she’d stopped and turned to look at him, clearly wondering why he wasn’t following. “Come on, Gary!” she huffed out before she continued on towards where the rest of the group had started to gather, Vic having already begun to read out the text to everyone. He watched Lucas wrap his arm around her waist, pulling her into his side, and he hated the way his stomach seemed to knot at the sight.

“Islanders, it’s time to put your relationships to the test. This afternoon, you will all face the Lie Detector challenge. Each of you will answer questions from your partner whilst you are attached to a lie detector. Hashtag home truths, hashtag the best policy!”

Oh no. No, no, no. 

This was the worst possible challenge they could have been given right now. Why couldn’t they decorate cakes again? Or slide around in some homemade slime? Hell, he would rather do another mean tweets challenge if it meant he didn’t have to be strapped to a lie detector and exposed in front of everyone in the Villa…and the UK. 

Maybe Lottie wouldn’t go that hard on him?

God, he knew he could be an idiot sometimes but that was probably the dumbest thing he’d ever thought of in his life.

“Boys, head to the firepit. Girls, head to the bedroom. You’ll have fifteen minutes to write your questions before the challenge begins,” Vic added when another text came through. The girls all shared a look before they sprinted off towards the Villa, and already Gary could hear them start to work through what questions they would ask in between laughs. 

The mood surrounding the boys seemed to be quite a bit more somber, he thought as they all made their way to the firepit. There were notecards and pens scattered around and Gary picked one up before settling down on the bench, Bobby on his left and Henrik on his right. It was quiet for a while, not even the sound of pen against paper to fill the air. It seemed everyone was panicking as much, if not more so, than he was. 

“So, what kinds of questions are you all going to ask?” It was Lucas who finally spoke up, situated a few seats down from Bobby, Noah next to him. Noah seemed to be the only one who felt relatively okay about the challenge, but that was to be expected. After what a wild ride he and Hope had been on during their time there, Gary doubted there was anything they could throw at each other now that would catch them off guard.

“I’m not going to go too hard,” Bobby said, though it didn’t come as much of a shock. It wasn’t like there was much at stake between him and Hannah; as much as they’d tried to make a go of things, it was clear he’d been stuck in another friendship couple. 

“I wonder if Hannah feels the same,” Lucas mused, looking across the firepit at Bobby. “I know Victoria’s not going to ask anything too intense, at least.”

Gary spoke up before he could stop himself. “You sure about that, mate?” he asked, and Lucas’s eyes narrowed at him.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Lucas questioned, and Gary merely shrugged his shoulders despite the fact that he felt like he was really starting to sweat. 

“Just that after Casa Amor, I wouldn’t be shocked if she had some difficult questions for you, that’s all.” I know I sure as hell would, he thought. Besides, Lottie talked to him about those sorts of things. Maybe it was just gossip, or her “intuition” talking, but she’d told him that as much as Vic liked Lucas, she hadn’t completely recovered from him choosing someone else. He never would have guessed that, looking at her though. As much as he hated to admit it, she looked happy with Lucas.

But maybe after today, that would change.

“I think you should be worried about Lottie,” Lucas told him, and the rest of the men shifted uncomfortably. He knew they wouldn’t say it out loud, but Lucas did have a point. There was no way Lozza wouldn’t go into this challenge, guns blazing and aimed right at him. Still, he didn’t plan on hitting her as hard as he knew she would be hitting him.

“Maybe Lottie’ll surprise you,” Bobby whispered as he leaned over towards Gary. He sounded somewhat hopeful but Gary wondered if that was more of a way to ease his anxieties. Whatever the case, he shook his head and focused his attention on his notecard. Better to focus on this rather than what a disaster the challenge would be.

It seemed that bad feeling in his stomach had been for good reason, after all.

–––––§–––––

They all gathered in the living room for the challenge. A TV monitor had been set up so they would be able to watch each person face off against the lie detector. Already, Gary could feel his palms starting to sweat. He felt the same way he had when he’d faced his most difficult job at work, when one wrong tilt of the crane could have meant danger for everyone involved. It had been terrifying, truly, but he’d made it through without any issues or injuries. He just had to approach this the same way…right?

Chelsea was up first with Noah asking the questions. One thing he’d learned about Chelsea during the brief time they’d been coupled up, she couldn’t tell a lie to save her life. The girl was practically a truth machine: she meant everything she said. The lie detector test was no different, the overall mood in the living room seeming to relax when she passed with flying colors.

It didn’t last for very long.

“Henrik,” Hope began when it was his turn in the hot seat, “is there anyone else in the Villa you want to be coupled up with instead of Chelsea?”

“No.”

The blaring of the machine seemed to suck all of the air out of the room.

Hope looked surprised but assured him it was probably just the machine being fickle. That didn’t stop the rest of the Islanders from murmuring about the results, even though the next two questions came through as truths. Gary chanced a look back at Chelsea who looked as if she’d been sucker-punched, Vic’s arm wrapped firmly around the blonde as she whispered what Gary could only assume were reassurances into her ear.

Vic’s stormy gray eyes flickered over to him, almost as if she’d sensed he was looking at her. She looked…worried, like the weight of the situation was really and truly starting to settle in. What kinds of questions had she written for Lucas? Her partner had been pretty confident that she wouldn’t go in too hard on him but Gary had been confident of the exact opposite. Was she worried that she would get answers she didn’t want? 

When Henrik came back into the living room, no one said anything. Chelsea wouldn’t look at him, choosing to lean more heavily into Vic’s side. Gary would’ve been lying if he said he didn’t feel a little bit bad for the guy, especially knowing that he could very well be in just as bad of shape after Lottie was through with him. He was saved from thinking about it too much by his phone going off, telling him that he would be the one administering the lie detector test next. But his relief was short-lived when Vic got to her feet, as well.

She was the one he’d be asking the questions to. 

They made their way to the little room that had been designated for the challenge. The producers had him don a white lab coat while they got Vic hooked up to the machine. She looked uneasy as she settled into the chair, but he watched as she visibly braced herself, drawing in a deep breath before she steeled her shoulders.

Gary looked down at the list of questions Lucas had written, his eyes narrowing. They were kind of rough. Then again, Lucas hadn’t made any mentions of whether he would go easy on Vic or not, he’d merely decided that she wouldn’t go very hard on him. It seemed that what Gary had said might have swayed him a little…

“Okay, Vic,” he began when she was strapped to the machine. “Have you forgiven Lucas for coupling up with Blake?” he asked, and he watched her shift in her seat before shaking her head.

“No.” 

The machine blinked green, dinging happily in response. “That’s true,” he said, unable to ignore the satisfaction that he felt upon hearing her answer. “Do you think that you and Lucas are compatible?” 

She bit the inside of her cheek, and Gary could see her fingers flexing around the arms of the chair she was sitting in. “Yes,” she said, and the blaring of the machine made her flinch, the red light glowing brightly. 

“That’s a lie.” Was that really that much of a shock? Sure, Vic and Lucas had been attached at the hip since she’d saved him from getting dumped along with the girl he’d picked over her, and yeah, Vic had appeared to be really happy with him, but that didn’t mean anything in terms of compatibility. Could you be compatible with someone that you didn’t trust?

He looked over the last question and fought the urge to visibly wince. If he’d had any doubts about where Vic stood with Lucas, this would certainly wipe them away, regardless of what the answer was. Either she was set on him, or she wasn’t, and the thought of the latter had hope creeping into his chest. Hope that he wished wasn’t there at all because he didn’t want to think about what that could mean. 

“Vic, do you think your head could still be turned at this point in the competition?”

Gary could practically see the wheels turning in her head, could see her thinking long and hard over what to say. He wondered what she was thinking. This challenge really was a double-edged sword. Either you were honest and potentially hurt someone, or you lied and definitely hurt someone. 

“Yes.”

The machine blinked green, making the same happy sound it had when she’d answered her first question. But Gary wasn’t focused on that, not when he could practically hear the gasp that must have sounded throughout the living room when she’d answered. The producers came in and helped get her unhooked from the lie detector a moment later, and he managed to catch her gaze.

“You okay?” he asked, and she nodded, though she looked far from it. Probably anxiously awaiting Lucas’s reaction. It wouldn’t be good, that was for sure. 

They passed Lucas in the hallway on their way back to the living room, Lottie at his side to ask him his questions. He refused to meet Vic’s eyes, keeping his own fixed straight ahead. Gary saw the muscles in his tensed jaw jump when they passed him. And when they finally reached the living room, it was quiet enough Gary was sure he could’ve heard a pin drop. 

He should’ve been paying attention to Lucas’s answers, to hear what Vic had asked him, but he couldn’t. 

Do you think your head could still be turned at this point in the competition?

Yes.

He hated the way that made him feel.

Gary had always been an all-in sort of guy. When he committed to something, he always saw it through to the end. He didn’t know how to tap out early, didn’t know how to leave things incomplete even if it was better for everyone involved. His therapist had told him it had a lot to do with his dad, that he was incapable of walking away because it had been so easy for his dad to walk away. She’d also told him more times than he could count that he wasn’t his dad, that walking away from things didn’t make him a bad person. Sometimes, walking away was necessary.

He was really struggling with the actually doing it part of that plan.

Besides, they were so far along in the competition, he’d been positive that nothing could push him off course. Not until now. Not until he’d realized that Vic wasn’t as unobtainable as she had once been. But it was too late now, wasn’t it? Even though she’d said her head could still be turned, he was still with Lottie. And he liked Lottie. With all of her quirks and all the things that drove him up the wall about her, he still liked being around her and he couldn’t just walk away now. Even though it would be better for both of them if he did.

His worries over the lie detector test came back full force. What if Lottie asked him if he wanted to be coupled up with someone else? Or if his head could turn? If the answer was anything other than a resounding no––and it wouldn’t be a no––he knew she wouldn’t want anything to do with him and rightfully so. It made him sick to think that he would hurt her because he hadn’t been brave enough to walk away sooner, too wrapped up in not hurting her that he would end up doing it anyways.

“Whoah,” he heard someone say.

He came back to himself in time to hear the last question Vic had written for Lucas, Lozza’s voice ringing out clearly through the speakers of the TV. “Lucas, if you could be coupled up with Blake right now, would you?”

Lucas didn’t even hesitate, his “Yes” ringing out, followed shortly after by the machine blinking green, dinging happily despite the weight that single word carried. Gary glanced over at Vic but she didn’t look surprised, not in the slightest. He thought about earlier, when Lucas had wrapped his arm around her and hugged her close, how she’d smiled and looked so easy-going. How had that been only an hour or two ago? 

When Lucas and Lottie re-entered the room, the mood seemed to grow even more tense, nothing but the occasional whisper to break the silence. Hope and Noah went next, their questions administered by Lucas and Vic, respectively, though Gary certainly wasn’t paying attention. God, today really had brought all of the cracks to the surface, huh? It was crazy to think that this close to the finals, their couples could very well fall apart, all because of a challenge. Were these lie detector tests even reliable? Weren’t they not allowed to be used in court because the results could be all screwy? 

He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he hardly noticed when Lottie got up and left the room with Bobby, heading off to the room he’d been in not that long ago. The room he would be returning to in just a few minutes. Christ, were his palms sweating?

He could feel eyes on him, almost like everyone was already feeling guilty over what he was about to go through as soon as Lottie’s turn was over. He hadn’t asked any crazy questions, just the usual: 

Do you enjoy being in a couple with Gary?

Do you think Gary is a good kisser?

Are you genuinely attracted to Gary?

But despite getting all of the answers he should have wanted, he didn’t feel any better. If anything, he felt about a million times more anxious, especially knowing what would likely come out when it was his turn in the hot seat. God, would anyone be able to look at him the same if he fucked this up? Would Vic?

Lottie came back in and she was smiling right at him, but he could see straight through her, could see the nerves lingering just under the surface. He hated that he’d given her a reason to be nervous, even though he knew it was warranted. He got to his feet when his phone buzzed, Hannah following suit. The hallway down to the room where that damn machine was felt like it stretched out for twenty mies. 

The producers strapped him in and Hannah slid the lab coat on. God, the fact that Hannah of all people was administering the test made him want to puke.

“Gary,” she began, holding the notecard containing the questions that would seal his fate, “do you enjoy being coupled up with Lottie?”

“Yes,” he said, breathing out a sigh of relief when he saw that green light and heard that stupidly reassuring ding. His relief was short-lived, however, when Hannah moved on to the next question.

“Have you fancied any other girls except for Lottie in the Villa?” she asked, and he swallowed back the knot in his throat.

Lottie had to know this, right? He’d fancied Marisol, even Chelsea. Hell, she had to know he’d fancied Vic at one point considering the fact that he’d heard through the grapevine that she’d begged Vic not to pick him at the recoupling some weeks back. “Yes,” he said, and the machine lit up green again. God, he was going to hate that color by the time he left here.

“Hm.” Hannah didn’t seem amused by his answer but she didn’t comment on it, fixing her eyes back on the card. He swore he saw her smirk before she spoke again, the question he’d been dreading most posed on the tip of her tongue. “Gary. Is there anyone else in the Villa you’d rather be coupled up with?”

And there it was. He had two options here: he could be proud and own it and deal with the consequences, or he could lie and blame it on the machine being faulty (which Lottie wouldn’t believe). Either way, he was about to crash land. But if he was going to go up in flames, he would at least do it without lying to Lottie. Or to himself.

“Yes.”

The machine went green.

#litg gary #litg ff #litg fanfic #litg s2 #litg season 2

[cadybear420]

My Choices Edits Masterlist (NOTE: List is subject to frequent updates)

You can also see all my edits by searching #cadybear's edits on my profile or on Tumblr, but it'll be a very incomplete list because Tumblr's search functions are ass. Plus a handful of the posts on my profile are just my own reblogs of my stuff.

So, here's a more collective and organized list.

And I do indeed accept requests/suggestions for edits! However, they can take a while, and I do reserve the right to turn down a request if it's something I'm uncomfortable with editing or is way out of my league of editing skills.

Update 04/30/2024: All HSS edits have now been given their own masterlist due to the 100 link limit on Tumblr. The link to this new list is included under the cut.

High School Story Edits

All HSS edits now have their own masterlist due to the 100 link limit on Tumblr.

Cadybear's MC Wardrobes

This is a separate series that has its own masterlist.

Misc. Choices Series Edits

Alpha

Markus Barnes Nude/Underwear Sprites, request fulfilled for @3rdstreetfrank

Blades of Light and Shadow

Orc MC Bodytype Redesigns, for Blades MC Redesign Challenge 2023)

Crimes of Passion

m!Trystan and nb!MC Gabriel in Haute Couture, Choices Secret Pal April 2024 gift for @lilyoffandoms

Dirty Little Secrets

m!MC's (more) Yassified Potluck Outfit

m!MC's Yassified Carwash Swimsuit

m!MC's Yassified Carwash Swimsuit but using the f!MC's swimsuit

Getaway Girls

m!Jordan Parker/Paudwal in f!Jordan's Casual Outfit

Guarded

m!Ash Harper in f!Ash's Bodyguard Outfit

m!Ash Harper in f!Ash's Casual(?) Outfit

Immortal Desires

m!Cas in f!Cas's Casual Outfit and Style

m!Gabe in f!Gabe's Casual Outfit

m!MC's tactical camo outfit but it's now a cropped top like the f!MC version is m!Cas and m!MC Outfit Swap, Choices Secret Pal February 2024 gift for @hydn-jpg

nb!MC Luca in crop top tactical outfit, gift for @aria-ashryver; plus The Outfit Transparent

Cas, Gabe, and nb!MC Luca at the beach, gift for @aria-ashryver

It Lives Anthology

ILITW: Jo x Lucas Wedding Headcanons, includes edits for their Wedding Outfits

ILB: Tom's Yassified Swimsuit

Open Heart

Genderswapped MC's Baseball Outfits

Roommates With Benefits

m!Drew Young in f!Drew's Casual Outfit

The Royal Romance Series

Drake holding baby CG but with gay/trans pride flags, request fulfilled for @3rdstreetfrank

Crossover/Multi-Series

Hero, COP, BOLAS: Eva x Hero f!MC, f!Trystan x COP f!MC, Nia x BOLAS f!human!MC; Choices Secret Pal December 2023 gift for @stars-are-within-me

Transparents/Assets

TDG and UB f!MC outfits edited for the f!professional body type, request fulfilled for an anon

KOD f!Vic Flint outfits edited for the f!professional body type, request fulfilled for an anon

DLS f!MC and HS f!Casey Jameson outfits edited for the f!professional body type, request fulfilled for an anon

APH f!Channing outfit edited for the f!professional body type, request fulfilled for an anon

Old Edits

AKA edits that are older versions of more recent and updated edits, or are subject to an updated edit. If the edit has an updated version, I will specify which version the old one is.

OG HSS: Aiden in f!MC's Premium Pool Party Outfit (Version 1)

OG HSS: Aiden's Yassified Swimsuit (Version 1)

OG HSS: Aiden's Yassified Swimsuit (Version 2)

OG HSS: Aiden's Yassified Swimsuit (Most Recent Version)

OG HSS: Aiden in f!MC's Premium Prom Dress (Version 1)

OG HSS: Aiden in a ROD MC Premium Outfit (Version 1)

OG HSS: Michael in a HSS MC Premium Outfit

OG HSS: Main Cast Swimsuit Swap

OG HSS: Aiden x Evie Prom Photo featuring Aiden in f!MC Premium Prom Dress

HSS:CA: Ajay in a HSS:CA f!MC Premium Outfit

TNA: f!Sam Dalton in m!Sam's Wedding Night Robe Outfit

TNA: m!Sam Dalton in f!Sam's Wedding Night Lingerie

#cadybear's masterlists #cadybear's edits #my edit #my edits #choices game #choices stories you play #choices #choices stories we play fandom #choices stories we play #high school story #choices hss #hss #aiden zhou #choices high school story #aiden x mc #mc x aiden #hss aiden #high school story aiden #evie ayana (og hss mc) #og hss f!mc #hss f!mc #og hss mc #hss mc #I'm not tagging the rest of these #choices edits #hss edits

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MOST WANTED FACECLAIMS RESOURCE MASTERLIST.

this is a masterlist of gif icons for faces on our most wanted list. please note that gif icons aren’t a necessity to be apart of this roleplay at all nor is it a focus.

resources for undergraduate men.

deivysnicola.  

davinchi. ━━ ( one, two. )

swavy.lee.

algee  smith. ━━ ( one, two, three. )

aj  saudin. ━━ ( one. )

jordan  lewis  tucker.

jack harlow. ━━ ( one, two. )

jacob  elordi. 

zarruecos.

ellisiyayi.

trevor  jackson. ━━ ( one. )

diggy  simmons. ━━ ( one, two. )

dtjb3.

jdc  prince. ━━ ( one. )

calvynjames.

christian  combs.

zaefrance. ━━ ( one. )

reece  king. 

dominic  fike. ━━ ( one, two. )

mason  gooding. ━━ ( one, two, three. )

ruben loftus-cheek. ━━ ( one. )

lucas  coly.

luka  sabbat. ━━ ( one. )

2tone.

shai  gilgeous-alexander.

devin  booker. 

jayson  tatum.

rome  flynn. ━━ ( one. )

jay  critch. ━━ ( one. )

kelly  oubre  jr. ━━ ( one. )

princeton  perez.

johnnylee. ━━ ( one. )

ben  simmons. ━━ ( one. )

liangelo  ball.

hugo  d.  almonte.

lil  nas  x. ━━ ( one. )

deaven.booker.

roddy ricch.

callmesyd21. ━━ ( one. )

des.qua ━━ ( one. )

guapdad4000.

ja  morant.

jaden  smith. ━━ ( one. )

resources for graduate, alumni, and faculty men.

broderick  hunter. ━━ ( one. )

clarencenyc. ━━ ( one, two. )

tyler  lepley. ━━ ( one. )

michael  b.  jordan. ━━ ( one. )

sarunas  j.  jackson. ━━ ( one, two. )

damson  idris. ━━ ( one. )

daniel  ezra. ━━ ( one. )

trevante  rhodes. ━━ ( one, two. )

odell  beckham  jr. ━━ ( one, two. )

ye ali. ━━ ( one. )

vic  mensa. ━━ ( one. )

keith  powers. ━━ ( one, two. )

travis  kelce. ━━ ( one. )

jeffloagz. ━━ ( one. )

kofi  siriboe. ━━ ( one. )

trey  richards.

asap rocky. ━━ ( one. )

drake. ━━ ( one. )

jae  richards. ━━ ( one. )

resources for undergraduate women.

jamilla  strand. ━━ ( one. )

jorja  smith. ━━ ( one, two. )

lovie  simone. ━━ ( one, two. )

glowprincess. ━━ ( one. )

dess  dior.

dh3nny.

ryan  destiny. ━━ ( one, two, three. )

rubi  rose.

brixana. ━━ ( one. )

normani. ━━ ( one, two. )

chalynnmonee.

coi  leray.

aaija_.

diamond  white.

crystal westbooks.

mona  leo.

flo  milli. ━━ ( one. )

sofia  jamora. ━━ ( one. )

itsreallycrystal.

briana  marquez.

makayla  london.  

zendaya  coleman. ━━ ( one, two. )

kysre  gondrezick.

khadijah  red  thunder. ━━ ( one. )

jordyn  woods. ━━ ( one. )

yandeh  sallah. ━━ ( one. )

samaria  leah.

hyphyywifey.

milliana.

imlilperfect.

vinterria. ━━ ( one. )

edie  liberty  rose. ━━ ( one. )

lala  baptiste. ━━ ( one, two. )

khadi  don.

samantha  logan. ━━ ( one, two, three. )

kiana  ledé. ━━ ( one, two. )

katelyn  sade.

michelle  domingos. ━━ ( one. )

actuallyalessandra.

resources for graduate, alumni and faculty women.

symphani  soto. ━━ ( one, two. )

paloma  elsesser. ━━ ( one. )

megan  thee  stallion. ━━ ( one, two, three. )

teaira  walker. ━━ ( one. )

alexa demie. ━━ ( one. )

alissa  ashley.

arnell  armon. ━━ ( one. )

kaylar  will.

amiyah  scott. ━━ ( one. )

leyna  bloom.

leslie  sidora. ━━ ( one. )

young  m.a. 

resources for non-binary undergraduate students.

kehlani. ━━ ( one, two, three, four. )

quintessa  swindell. ━━ ( one, two. )

lizeth  selene. ━━ ( one, two. )

iamalonzoarnold.

resources for non-binary grad student and faculty.

simimoonlight.

#❑ 𝐓𝐇𝐔. ⟨ resource help. #to be added to.

[docrotten]

X THE UNKNOWN (1956) – Episode 149 – Decades Of Horror: The Classic Era

“I’m going to kick your head in if you don’t get it down! That’s what I’m going to do!” A kick in the head turns out to be an effective management technique for Sgt. Grimsdyke. Join this episode’s Grue-Crew – Chad Hunt, Whitney Collazo, Daphne Monary-Ernsdorff, and Jeff Mohr – as they discover all the known unknowns and the unknown unknowns of Hammer’s X the Unknown (1956).

Decades of Horror: The Classic Era Episode 149 – X the Unknown (1956)

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A radioactive, mud-like creature terrorizes a Scottish village.

  Directors: Leslie Norman, Joseph Losey (uncredited)

Writer: Jimmy Sangster (story) (screenplay)

Music by: James Bernard

Special Effects: Bowie Margutti Ltd. (Les Bowie, Vic Margutti), Jack Curtis

Make-up and Special Make-up Effects: Philip Leakey

Production Manager: Jimmy Sangster

Selected Cast:

Dean Jagger as Dr. Adam Royston

Leo McKern as “Mac” McGill

Edward Chapman as John Elliott

William Lucas as Peter Elliott

Peter Hammond as Lieutenant Bannerman

Anthony Newley as Lance Corporal “Spider” Webb

Ian MacNaughton as Haggis

Michael Ripper as Sergeant Harry Grimsdyke

Michael Brooke as Willie Harding

Frazer Hines as Ian Osborne

Norman MacOwan as Old Tom

John Harvey as Major Cartwright

Edwin Richfield as Soldier Burned on Back

Jane Aird as Vi Harding

Neil Hallett as Unwin

Kenneth Cope as Private Lansing

Jameson Clark as Jack Harding

Marianne Brauns as Zena, the Nurse

Brown Derby as The Vicar

Anthony Sagar as Security Man (uncredited)

It’s time to explore early Hammer Sci-fi films with X the Unknown (1956). The film is part of a trilogy of Cold War sci-fi features along with The Quatermass Xperiment (1955, aka The Creeping Unknown) and Quatermass 2 (1957, aka Enemy From Space) that firmly transitioned Hammer from B-movie thrillers to solid horror/sci-fi excellence. The only thing missing is Bernard Quatermass himself, but not without Hammer trying – writer Nigel Kneale would not agree to the use of the character in this film. Regardless, X the Unknown is notable and well worth the watch. Hammer fans will appreciate an early appearance of fan-favorite character actor Michael Ripper as Sergeant Grimsdyke. Let’s see what the Grue-Crew make of directors Leslie Norman’s and Joseph Losey’s, and writer Jimmy Sangster’s black-and-white creepy classic. 

With this episode, The Classic Era Grue-Crew say adiós a nuestra querida amiga to Whitney Collazo. She has more opportunities than time to pursue them and will be stepping away from her podcast hosting duties. Whitney has participated in over 100 episodes of Decades of Horror: The Classic Era. Grue Believers and Grue-Crew alike will sorely miss her insightful comments, her unique movie choices, and her loving persona. We love you without reservation, Whitney. You will always be welcome here! And if you find a movie you’d like to discuss with us or have a movie you’d like to hear us discuss, just give us a shout-out. Buena suerte, mi querido amigo!

Gruesome Magazine’s Decades of Horror: The Classic Era records a new episode every two weeks. Up next in their very flexible schedule, the Classic Era Grue-Crew wanted a fitting topic for their 150th episode. They decided on a film often considered one of the best horror films of all time, Rosemary’s Baby (1968), written and directed by Roman Polanski, based on the book by Ira Levin, starring Mia Farrow who is supported by an Oscar-winning performance from Ruth Gordon. You won’t want to miss this one! There is lots of “stuff” to discuss.

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Check out this episode!

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WQBY

Top 100 for the week ending April 2, 2023

Reborn----SIDEPIECE, *KYLE WALKER remix -2

Sparks----MEDUZA, DEL-30, Mali-Koa -6

Unholy----Sam Smith, Kim Petras, *DISCLOUSER remix -13

When I Talk----Kx5 w/ Elderbrook -20

You Know What I Mean---PNAU, Troye Sivan -10

Heaven----Niall Horan -1

Here We Go Again----Oliver Tree, David Guetta -7

Gone (Da da Da)-----Imanbek, Jay Sean -30

Dancing's Done----Ava Max -11

Afterparty----Loud Luxury, Hook N Sling -25

High Heels - Party Down Under----Flo Rida, Walker Hayes, *SAM FELDT remix -8

Money On The Dash----Elley Duhe, Whethan -21

Pearls----Jessie Ware -12

Take Me Home----VAVO, Clara Mae -77

10:35----Tiesto, Tate McRae -14

Just The Kinda Feeling----Yotto, LOST BOY -3

Submarine----Seeb, BANNERS, SUPER-Hi -65

Pwdr-Blu-----Kx5 w/ Brother -61

Hungry Heart----Steve Aoki, Galantis, Hayley Kiyoko -29

Lovesick----Alan Walker, Sophie Simmons -5

Back To You----Lost Frequencies, Elley Duhe, X Ambassadors -4

If We Ever Broke Up----Mae Stephens -16

Borderline-----Tove Lo -17

Chasing Shadows----Alex Warren -36

Where You Are----John Summit, Hayla -9

***Dancing All Alone----Morgan Page, TELYKAST -(new)

I Can't Wait-----Tiesto, Solardo, Poppy Baskcomb -18

Left & Right ----Ownboss, FAST BOY -19

***Waterfall-----Michael Schulte, R3HAB -(new)

Out Of My Mind-----Little Image -15

Red Lights------Lane 8, Emmit Fenn, *EMBRZ remix

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Never Gonna Not Dance Again----Pink, *SAM FELDT remix -23

Flowers----Mylie Cyrus -33

Different Kind Of Lonely----Camp Kubrick, Dom Diablo -32

Stay Above----Lukas Graham -42

Gimme That Bounce ----Mau P -38

Something's Coming----Cheat Codes, Lady A -26

Bel Mercy----Jingi -29

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The One---INJI -50

What's It Gonna Take----Cheat Codes, Michael Tenpenny -40

I'll Be Around----Elderbrook, Amtrac -45

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Tra Tra----HUGEL, BLOND:ISH, Nfasis -35

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Shut Up-----Alan Walker, UPSAHL -53

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Don't Make Me Have To Come Down There-----Dolly Parton -51

Lipstick----BLR, Robbie Rise -43

Show Me----John Summit, Hannah Boleyn -55

Make Me Feel----The Chainsmokers, Cheyenne Gilles -57

Ghost Again----Depeche Moke -52

Sleepwalking-----Matt Sassari, Goodboys -54

Pegasus-----MEDUZA, Eli & Fur -56

The Way----Manchester Orchestra -67

***So Many Ways To Get Downtown ----Proxima Parada -(new entry)

***Run A Redlight---Everything But The Girl -(new entry)

***Sweet Goodbye---Robin Schultz, *SVIDDEN remix -(new entry)

***House All The Time-----Biscits -(new entry)

***Trustfall----Pink -(new entry)

***Everything You Have Done-----Genesi, *MEDUZA remix -(new entry)

I Wrote A Song ----Mae Muller -66

No One Dies From Love-----Tove Lo -83

***Tina-----Vintage Culture, Bhaskar, Meca, The Vic -(new entry)

Choose You-----Elmiene -62

Headstrong Gunnar ----Aldn -68

Stereo---SUM SUN, Sly Chance -92

***Good Time----The Dare -(new entry)

Movin' All Around (Junpin')----Schak, Kim English, *JOHN SUMMIT remix -63

Feels This Good-----Sigala, Mae Muller, Caity Baser, Stefflon Don -81

***Fantasy (Tricky Disco)----W&W, Harris & Ford, TRiiiPL3 INC. -(new entry)

***Bright Lights---Kx5 f/ AR/CO -(new entry)

Clouds----BUNT., Nate Traveller -62

Everybody Hates Me---Gayle -93

***Explore Your Future----Anyma -(new entry)

***Ride It----Armin Van Helden, Roc'Well, Coco, Slayrizz -(new entry)

***Crying On The Dancefloor ----Sam Feldt, Jonas Blue, Endless Summer, Violet Days -(new entry)

Find Your People-----Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors -77

After Midnight----Lucas & Steve, Yves V, Xoro, *TELEKAST remix -90

River----Mylie Cyrus -27

***Growing Pains----Jastin Martin -(new entry)

***Welcome To Dinna----Francis Mercier, Black Uhuru -(new entry)

***Jaded----Mylie Cyrus -(new entry)

***Himbo----Curtis Waters -(new entry)

***No Sleep----Regard, Ella Henderson -(new entry)

Adore----Bob Sinclar -70

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Wings (I Won't Let You Down)----Armin Van Helden, Karen Harding -46

Revolution----John Summit -49

Anything But Wet-----I.O. Lights -58

What House----Block & Crown -60

Bedroom Exile----Giant Rooks -71

Gone this week are; 19off ***18 new <>* 1 re-entry * F U Goodbye----Peach PRC Lose My Mind----Stephen Dawes My City's On Fire----Jimi Jules Crazy----RNR, Ryan Lewis Next To You----Loud Luxury, DVBBS, Kane Brown Oi Oi Oi ----Dubdogs, Maxximal, MC Hollywood Good Life---Hayden James, Emie All Or Nothing----Topic, HRVY React----Switch Disco, Ella Henderson, Robert Miles Caught Up----Gryffin, Olivia O'Brien Take Me Away----ACRAZE Rewind-----Whipped Cream Thousand Miles----Mylie Cyrus, Brandi Carile Firewalk----Morgan Page, Lissie Creepin'----Metro Bloomin, The Weeknd, 21 Savage New Bottega-----Torren Foot, Azelalla Banks Sete-----BLOND:ISH, Francis Mercier, Amadou & Mariam Drifting Away----Audien, Joe Jury Need Me Right-----Anabel Englund

#alwayshappymusic

[simpleisthehardest]

#also i feel like Theo doesn't realise that Vic also doesn't love him the same way she loved lucas

What do you mean by that?

I mean that it's the same as with Travis and Michael. I think that Lucas was the love of Vic's life. As much as I like Vic and Theo together it doesn't feel the same as it was with Ripley.

#vic x theo #vic x lucas #station 19 #s19 thoughts

[halseyftpeyton]

my heart wasn’t ready. i’ll never be able to accept his death.

#station19 #vicley #deserved better #still so fucking sad #victoria hughes #vic hughes #lucas ripley #hughes #ripley #station 19 #station19edit #love #ship #3x07 #greys couple #vic x lucas #barrett doss #brett tucker #series #shondaland #grey’s anatomy #vic x ripley #vicleyedit #307 #spoilers #shonda rhimes #always in my heart #best couple #relationship goal

[station19hughes]

“I don’t want my shirt back. And mad or sick or tired or any other way you feel, I don’t want to go. I don’t want to let you go.”

Their chemistry pulls at my heartstrings

#station 19 #vicley #vic x lucas #hughes x ripley #vic hughes #victoria hughes #lucas ripley #chief ripley #andy herrera #jack gibson #travis montgomery #maya bishop #dean miller #ben warren #captain sullivan #robert sullivan #sully #when it rains it pours #barrett doss #brett tucker #jaina lee ortiz #grey damon #jay hayden #danielle savre #jason george #okieriete onaodowan #their chemistry is through the roof #im glad they are back together

[apositivelifeaffirmingway]

Did Ripley just wave at you?      Yeah, so. It’s a traditional form of greeting; people wave.

#Station 19 #Victoria Hughes #Victoria x Lucas #Vic x ripley #vic x lucas #Lucas Ripley #THEY'RE SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!! #Herrera's FACE HAHAHA! #s19: mine #mine #s2e5 #vic hughes #scheduled post #fave