Uhhh umm hi!, I finally drew my self insert x Johan I hope you guys like it I tried my best even Johan looks odd it’s only my second time drawing him! ;w; also @malware-180 asked me if I was going post it on here I was like sure why not! ;^; also @muzumi-san thank you to you as well for listening to me talk about him so much and my self insert and both of you are so nice to me I love you guys so much!!<3333
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9-1-1 Script Fic: Eddie vs. Josh
INT. METRO DISPATCH. BREAKROOM - DAY
MADDIE BUCKLEY stands in front of table. On it are cards with the names of her wedding guests. She is trying to plan seating arrangements. It is not going well. SUE BLEVINS walks in and stands next to LINDA BATES spectating the planning.
SUE
Oh no. You can’t put EDDIE and JOSH at the same table.
Maddie is visibly confused. She does not know the lore.
MADDIE
Why? Don’t they know each other from when Eddie was at Dispatch? I thought it was a good idea.
Sue and Linda share a look.
LINDA
That’s the problem.
Cue Flashback. We CUT TO:
INT. OLD METRO DISPATCH. FLOOR - DAY
JOSH RUSSO is typing into his phone. He’s messaging the Metro Dispatch Group Chat. ON SCREEN: "Going on coffee run! Text your orders!" We CUT TO:
INT. OLD METRO DISPATCH. EDDIE'S OFFICE - DAY
EDDIE DIAZ types his order into his phone, visibly tired. He hates using his phone, but he wants coffee more. We hear the whoosh of the message being sent. We CUT TO:
INT. OLD METRO DISPATCH. FLOOR - DAY
Josh walks onto the dispatch floor. He is passing out everyone’s drink orders. Everyone is smiling. Grateful. Eddie waits for his drink. It becomes clear that Josh did not get a coffee for Eddie.
JOSH
Oh sorry Eddie. I must not have seen your message.
Eddie fakes a smile. They both know Josh is lying. We CUT TO:
INT. OLD METRO DISPATCH. EDDIE'S OFFICE - DAY
Eddie is in his office ranting on his phone to EVAN "BUCK" BUCKLEY, his best friend, who he is also in love with. He is complaining about Josh.
BUCK
(amused)
You know, Maddie actually tried to set me and Josh on a blind date once.
Eddie sees red. He’s jealous. We TIME CUT TO:
INT. OLD METRO DISPATCH. FLOOR - DAY
Eddie is walking out of the breakroom onto the dispatch floor with a mug of coffee in hand. He ‘accidentally’ walks into Josh, spilling coffee on Josh’s uniform.
EDDIE
(smug and echoing Josh’s words)
Oh sorry Josh. I must not have seen you there.
The camera pans to Sue, Linda, and MAY GRANT watching from May’s desk. May has a small whiteboard with the words “Days since last incident” written at the top. She erases the words “2 hours” and replaces it with a zero.
Flashback ends. We CUT TO:
INT. METRO DISPATCH. BREAKROOM - DAY
MADDIE
Oh. - Well I do need someone to watch over the kids table.
Maddie moves a name to a different spot, but we don’t see which name she picked. Sue and Linda share a smile.
END.
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cherry. ♡
darlin’, i fall to pieces when i’m with you. i fall to pieces; my cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme, and all of my peaches are ruined… | title cred: cherry by lana del rey
warnings : 18+, minors dni, overstimulation, size difference, inter-species sex.
pairing : jake sully x f!human!reader.
“oh, fuck…”
jake can’t believe how lucky he is, how small you feel beneath him with your legs slung over his shoulders. he’s practically got you folded in half, fingers spanning the width of your middle and his face ducking into your neck, fangs grazing your skin. you arch into him, keening, whining, clawing at him with desperate little fingers. your head tips back and your jaw falls slack with every grind of his hips; one of his hands slides down to your hip and flexes, angles it up so his cock slips in another inch, knocks the air from your chest and you squirm.
“fuck— fuck, baby,” his lips ghost over your ear, breath heavy and hot where sweat’s begun to gleam on your skin. “that’s it, that’s my girl, doin’ so good for me.”
the fill of his cock stings, splits you open with an ache that leaves you gasping, whining and tugging him down, closer so you can press your lips to his. the only coherent word he can make out is his name as you sigh into his mouth, broken by your sweet little noises, breathless— and he wants more, wants to get you just as bothered and nasty as he is.
“can’t even say it,” he snickers hotly, moving down tongue at your neck and nip none too gently at her jaw. it’s sweet, the way your breath hitches, and it goes straight to his dick. “gotta fuck it outta ya, my pretty baby.”
your back shoots straight with a tight cry at a sharp thrust and his thumb at her clit, nails of one hand digging into his bicep, the other tugging desperately at his hair.
“that’s it baby, that’s it, c’mon,” he pants happily into your neck, hips picking up their past, fucking harder, stuttering with the restraint it takes to keep from crushing you, breaking you. “jus’ let go. i gotcha, i gotcha sweetheart.”
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I cant stop thinking about how as everything falls into place, the people who have noticed Tangos weird reactions to stuff, finally realize. Oh. That's why.
Also do they think that bravo is the hels player at first assumption, only to realize their friend is really from hels. The place they have only had bad run ins with.
Do some of them, who aren't as close to him, momentarily think he did it on purpose? Do they agree with bravo that Tango knew what was happening?
Then those closer to him will they support him. Will they slowly connect the dots and realize Tango has suffered more than they think.
Will Jimmy just hug him and trust him without second thought? Even while other close friends might be hesitant or worried?
Or will they all decide to stand by his side with no questions asked?
I'm having so many feelings about this. So many thoughts. So many different scenarios running through my head.
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