#I can’t tell who Is in the 1st photo with him

[peng-lads]

Vanity Fair Oscars Party

#barry keoghan #Finneas #oscars after party #I can’t tell who Is in the 1st photo with him

[thatonedaydream]

Don’t really wanna be Elevator Buddies (Sephiroth x Reader)

A/N: Part 1 here. im suffering sufficiently at my current job that im leaving that i think i can write something because i need an outlet and i also want sephiroth to make it better. also, i am so much older than when i wrote the first part; as such, my writing probably reads a lot more different - better, worse or same is up to you. to those who have requested a part 2 and have waited literal years (its been 4!!!!!), i love you, i'm so sorry its so late.

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Staring at the message in your work inbox, you suddenly couldn’t summon the effort to care. Your mood instantly dropped and you needed to leave your desk. You kept your headset on as you wandered towards the small staff kitchen under the guise that you were still connected to a meeting and listening in, when really you just want to block people out. You didn’t want to be perceived.

You just wanted out.

ShinRa Inc wasn’t known as the best place to work, but the pay was good and it was better than any other options you had. 

The coffee machine rumbled as you waited for it to process your order. You didn’t even want to drink the cheap, watered down stuff, you just didn’t want to be at your desk looking at that stupid fucking request. There wasn’t much that could get your out of these kinds of emotional troughs bar one thing that seemed to always work.

You felt the vibration of a notification from your phone in your pocket. Knowing what and who it was probably from, you eagerly checked the new message that had come through. It was just a photo of blue sky with some clouds—the tops of greenery you didn’t recognise lined the bottom. It was very abstract and out of context, but you were used to it now.

Putting aside your misery for the moment, you typed out a short response.

I can’t beat that. This is my view.

You took a photo of the ceiling above you. Stark, stale and claustrophobic in comparison to the natural sky you were given. You sent it off and only a few seconds later, received a thumbs up in response. It made you laugh.

Sephiroth was a terrible at texting sometimes, but it was endearing in way.

When you had first traded contact details a little after The Elevator Incident, it had taken a while before anything was sent from either of you. You were too scared of bothering him and he was more than likely too busy or just didn’t know what to send. It also felt like trading personal IDs was crossing into an entirely different friend territory that wasn’t as nonchalant as impromptu elevator conversations.

The messaging ice was broken when, one day, you got a single image of chocobo out in the wild with no context. If you didn’t have Sephiroth’s ID saved, you would have wondered if someone had messaged the wrong person. Your response was a quick ‘I love chocobos, they’re so cute!’, and your reward several hours later was a picture of a sweetly sleeping chocobo in a stable.

Sephiroth was a man of very few words, but he still found ways to communicate with you and that honestly made you feel… Well, you weren’t sure you wanted to admit what you were feeling too much. You knew you had feelings for the man, that you were attracted to him, but those feelings had no where to go. You couldn’t tell him.

For many reasons, you just couldn’t ever tell him about your ever growing affection for him.

You just couldn’t.

You wandered back to your desk, completely forgetting about the coffee you had made in the kitchen. The message from the 1st Class Soldier perked you up way more than the caffeine would have anyway. You scrolled through your requests again and sighed. It was probably going to be another late night in the office. Maybe you’d just call in sick tomorrow.

You worked a few more hours, eyeing your phone and hoping for more messages, but none came. Sephiroth was often the one to initiate conversation as you still felt like you would bother him if you sent something first. Still… You kind of really wanted to talk to someone—to him, specifically. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to send one message?

Picking up your phone you opened up your chat and tried to think of something to say. You typed out several things, but kept deleting them. ‘Hello’ felt too formal, ‘Hi!’ seemed too chipper.

Is something wrong?

The message popped up before you could send something yourself.

!!! No! I was just about to message you. How are you?

There was a pause—and then a short voice message.

▶• ıll— “Are you sure you’re alright? Was there something else you wanted to say to me?”  

You could hear the smile in his words and you flushed upon the realisation that he must have seen your stupid three dots pop up and disappear constantly in the chat. You playfully hissed your own voice note back, 

▶• ıll— “Ohhh shut up, I just didn’t want to bother you!” 

Putting your phone down, you peeked over your divider and looked around to see if anyone else could hear you. It was fairly late in the office, way past usual business hours, so you could see some screens still lit up around the  space, but there wasn’t anyone near you.

Your phone pinged a few times, indicating new messages. Some more photos, but this time of more a familiar sight—the Midgar cityscape.

I’m back.

It had been awhile since he had left on his last mission. You were glad he was back safe, not that you’d tell him that now. You sent off a quick, mildly motion blurred snap of your desk and sent it off.

?

A question mark? A question mark to what? The photo wasn’t that blurry.

It’s my desk.

Are you still working? It’s late.

Ohhhh… You cringed; it was late. Honestly if you didn’t procrastinate with absolute loathing and low morale earlier in the day you probably could have been home already, but you couldn’t push through the negativity.

Yeah, its been a rough day.

You waited for a response, but none came. Sephiroth went inactive spontaneously during your conversations, so it wasn’t surprising. Instead you put your phone down and continued on a project that was behind on its deadlines. Technically all of them were behind, but this one you at least had the energy to push through for now.

An hour later your phone pinged a couple times. A photo of the elevator you used everyday to get to up to your floor and:

Time to leave.

You stared at the message, biting your lip. Even if you wanted to leave, there was still things to be done and—

Do I have to drag you out?

▶• ıll— “Okay! Alright! I’m packing up, hold your damn chocobos. I’m leaving now.”

Who knew Sephiroth could be so pushy? During the long elevator ride down to the lobby, you wondered if maybe he only showed this side of himself to people he trusted or cared about. The thought made your stomach flip.

It could also have been that people never really gave Sephiroth the opportunity to be himself. It was an upsetting thought. He was the 1st Class Soldier, a warrior that couldn’t be toppled, a man way above the norm. Untouchable. Distant. You knew what his public image was like, but still somehow you couldn’t fathom how people couldn’t consider that there was another side to him.

The side of him that you always got to see.

The same Sephiroth that you saw was waiting for you as the elevator doors opened. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight. He stood by the empty reception desk with his arms crossed, looking out the front entrance. When he heard your footsteps he turned to face you almost immediately. The man’s expression would have seemed stoic to others, but you recognised the warmth in his mako-infused gaze.

What if you were the only person he looked at that way? You held your smile steady even as your heart argued with your head to accept that maybe that’s what you really wanted.

It felt like Sephiroth’s gaze only intensified as you approached him. “...You look awful.” His voice was low, quiet, but still teasing. There was a chuckle in there too, somewhere in his deep tone. Sure you had heard it recently in the voice message, but it wasn’t the same as hearing him speak to you in person.

“That’s so mean, Seph. Not even a proper greeting for me? Wow.” Even though you were exhausted, you automatically matched his manner. “You look…” Oh, you couldn’t tell him how you really felt about how he looked. There were so many adoring and affectionate words, yet somehow still not enough. “...Like you?” You finally sputtered out after filtering all the other things that your mouth wanted to say.

The 1st Class Soldier gifted you with a short laugh and you struggled to hold back the burst of emotions that bloomed in your chest. “You are so mean to me.” This interaction wasn’t like the others. This didn’t feel like the light playful chats in the elevator. When did these interactions change? When did all the same words that you used to use before suddenly mean something different?

Sephiroth suddenly leaned closer towards you, a small smirk crossing his lips. “I am nice to you.” The way he spoke was next to a purr, “Did you want me to be mean?” It felt like the mako glow in his eyes brightened for a moment; he was close enough that you could see specks of the otherworldly green in his irises.

You wanted to die on the spot. He was not flirting with you, no matter how much it felt like it. No way. However, before you could stop yourself, you replied quietly. “...I like it when you’re nice to me.” The look on Sephiroth’s face melted into something else—something just as warm, just as intense, but something so much more genuine and it immediately scared you. Before he could say anything more you let out dismissive laugh. “Phew, I am a lot more exhausted than I thought. I-I should probably get home.”

Maybe the fear was reflected in your expression. Sephiroth fell back into his usual cool and stoic demeanor and you wanted to apologise—it was hard not to feel as though you had just ruined something important. Casual conversation you could navigate. This? What was this?

Of course you’d find a way to make a bad day worse. Of course you’d ruin a good thing. Of course you’d—

A large hand pressed into your lower back and guided you forwards, interrupting your downward spiraling thoughts. When you looked up at Sephiroth beside you, he simply watched and waited for you to take the lead. Nothing in how he looked at you had changed from when you had first exited the elevator. “There’s a car waiting for you outside.” That voice you so adored, was steady and warm and sure. Still the same.

Quietly you stepped outside with Sephiroth in tow. He opened the car door for you, nodding to the driver who did the same in return. You sat in the back seat, with the soldier leaning outside on the vehicle, looking in to make sure you were comfortable. 

“...Bye Seph.” You really did sound tired.

Sephiroth didn’t respond right away, but the silence wasn’t as heavy as the one inside the lobby. He placed a hand over his heart and bowed his head. “Goodnight.” You knew there was something else he wanted to say, but he held his tongue. There was another pause before he shut the door for you.

You leaned back in your seat and let the butterflies run rampant in your belly, let the buzz run through your veins, let it hum through your body. You covered your hands with your face. It felt like there was still something left to say, a conversation left unfinished.

From outside the ShinRa building, Sephiroth watched as you were driven away out of sight. He stood there, holding what he really wanted to say to you in his throat.

It was frustrating for him to know he could physically conquer any fight, any conflict, except for whatever he could see going on in your eyes. Did you know that he could see you becoming more and more tired with each interaction you had? It frustrated him to no end knowing that people took advantage of you and your time and your efforts. Idiots. Fools. 

How could he put into words how you made him feel? Sephiroth was no good at words. He just wanted to keep you safe. He just wanted you not to be tired. He just wanted you to always smile when you saw him—a smile that said you were genuinely happy to see him. Not the 1st Class Soldier, but happy to see Sephiroth himself.

The man snapped out of his reverie as his phone pinged with a message. A voice note from you.

▶• ıll— “...I missed you, Sephiroth. Welcome home.”

Sephiroth stared at the screen of his phone.

And then he replayed the message, just to hear your voice again.

#reader x sephiroth #sephiroth #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #ffvii #ff7 #final fantasy vii imagines #final fantasy 7 imagines #ffvii imagines #ff7 imagines #final fantasy imagines

[musicforastylesrestaurant]

Famous y/n!! Harry going to her opening night of tour 🥺

masterlist || ask me anything <3

authors note - the second i saw those photos and videos i just knew that i needed to do something and so this is what ive come up with. thanks to the beautiful anon that reccomended jade thirlwall for the face claim because she is an actual beaut 💞 all songs used in this are not owned by me and go to there rightful owner !! and i know harry was spotted in New York but for the purpose of this ive changed it up a bit 💗

SEPTEMBER, 2023.

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yourinstagram, The Daydreamer’s Tour. UK & Europe, 2024.

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OCTOBER, 2023.

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yourinstagram, can’t believe im saying this but my new album ‘daydreamers’ is going to be released november 1st, it is available to pre-save right now. 💗

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DECEMBER, 2023.

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harryflorals, HARRY SPOTTED BUYING FLOWERS IN LONDON TODAY !!

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MESSAGES.

JANUARY, 2024.

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yourinstagram, tomorrow couldn’t come sooner .

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yourinstagram, STYLE is out now people, go stream it, go enjoy it and I’ll be seeing you all very very soon 💞

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harry via instagram stories !!

FEBRUARY, 2024.

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yourinstagram, hi huns! you can read my brand new interview now with @mfasrmag and can find out all my juicy goss ! it was such a pleasure to meet all these kind people, love you bubbas 💗💞

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ynupdates, excerpt from (y/n)s interview with mfasrmag 🥹

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MARCH, 2024.

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yourinstagram, excuse perrie staring me down for drinking a cuppa mid rehearsal, but it’s the last one before tour starts 👀 can’t wait to see your lovely faces 😘

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yourinstagram, ‘larger than life’ a song just for you written with a very special someone. enjoy lovelie, as this is for you and everything you have done for me and continue to do for me 💞💞

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ynupdates, FIRST LOOK AT YN FOR OPENING NIGHT !

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harryflorals, HARRY SPOTTED AT YNS FIRST SHOW IN LONDON TONIGHT !

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harry via instagram stories !!

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ynupdates, part of yns speech during London night one !

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ynupdates, harry and yn leaving the venue tonight after London night one!

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yn via instagram stories !!

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yourinstagram, wow….last night was everything and more, thank you so much to every single person that turned up and supported me, you simply don’t understand how much it means, my heart is consisting simply trying to put it into words.

first of all, i’d like to say a massive thank you to @perrieedwards for agreeing to support me through this leg of your, you were amazing and will continue to be amazing,

and to my day one, my h. my world thank you so much for every single thing that you do and please continue to inspire me say in and day out. there’s no way i would have been able to do this without you by my side. 🥹❤️

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perrieedwards, 🥹

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[boydepartment]

I'm back 😛✌️

I need more angst jayjay if you're up to it 😈

I had this jake request floating around my mind for awhile and then you started My Only Love(read the 1st chapter and loved it btw💕 The noodles in his pocket had me SCREAMING. And that predebut jake photo 🥺🥺) and I felt like it was the right time to send this through

Can you please write Jake breaking up with you?? Like an ugly break up?? Maybe his parents don't approve of your relationship? Maybe it is a fight blown out of proportion?? Maybe he doesn't love you anymore? Maybe he's moving thousand of miles away? Maybe he has to break up with you because he's an idol? Maybe he can't see a serious future with you? Maybe there was some infidelity???

I don't have specifics for the why. You can write whatever you want jayjay I just need you to make me cry 😈😈 please break my heart 🙏🙏🙏🙏

XOXO,

     🧈🧈🧈

a/n: SO THIS WAS KINDA HARD FOR ME BC I REALLY LOVE JAKE AND FBOUEKGJNERKGNEK BUT I TRIED MY BEST!!!! i took the argument too far route 😅

Family Card- Jake Sim x Gn! Reader

MASTERLIST warnings- angst, cursing, jake is kinda mean in this??? but the reader also says things too, i ended up getting carried away during revision! wc- 1k

song- FREE AT LAST by PUP

“What did you really expect to get out of this?”

You looked down at the man who you’ve been dating even before he debuted. His hair was a mess and he leaned against his knees as he sat at the table.

“I expected my boyfriend to actually care when I tell him I want to visit home for a bit.”

Jake looks up at you, his eyes showing his plethora of emotions from the past 15 minutes. You both started getting really fed up with each other when you brought up wanting to take a trip back home… by yourself.

“I can’t believe you want to go without me.” He sounded dumbfounded, scoffing and getting up. This double standard has always frustrated you. Of course, you understood moving with Jake and taking this risk with him. But it bothered you, during his trainee days you were left alone for about a year. You never complained or held it against him. You were okay with secretly dating him, and you were okay with him living in a dorm with his friends. But the one time you wanted to go home by yourself, it was an issue for him.

“I checked your schedule! You are busy the days I want to go home!” You raised your voice slightly, you never wanted to go on a trip without him but sometimes life gets in the way. You and Jake were both well aware of that.

“Then wait until we can both go together!” He flips around, messing with his hair frantically. Both of you were in each other’s personal space.

“Just because you can’t see your family as much as you’d like that doesn’t mean I have to!” You poked his chest, the way his face fell for a split second showed you that you had fucked up.

“Wow.” He steps back from you, the look of anger coming right back. Even though you know you fucked up, you were still going to stand your ground.

“I am so sick… Of bending over backwards for YOUR schedule! No matter what it is, you always leave me last! You changed from the guy I started dating! I went with you to all your auditions, I supported you, I don’t complain about your life style-“

“Then go home and don’t come back if you’re so fucking unhappy with me!” Jake interrupted you; the silence overtook the dim kitchen.

The silence did not stay long, as you started up again, “I can’t even be unhappy with you if you are never fucking here in the goddamn first place!”

“I don’t know why this is MY fault, you knew exactly what you were getting into when you took this leap with me, maybe you were too stupid to think it through.” The man in front of you leaned against the counter, head in his hands.

“I’d say the initial idea itself was kinda stupid.” You crossed your arms mumbling, all you wanted was to go home, “what if you didn’t debut? And your parents just fucking wasted their money on you. You grew up in a privileged household where you could waste money like that for a stupid dream!”

Jake looked up at you again for a split second, “at least I knew what I wanted to do with my life! You haven’t even finished school! All you do is go to college and work like a fucking robot! Sometimes you don’t even feel human to me when I do see you! You have no clear goals in life and maybe if you did you wouldn’t be so fucking unhappy all the time!”

“You’re being mean…” Your voice broke, that strong tone faltering slightly.

Jake not noticing your demeaner falling spoke again, “oh, I’m being mean? Yeah, I’m sure your family is going to be thrilled to see the kid that walked out on them for a guy. At this point they’d probably not even open the door for you, then I would have to clean up your mess.”

You looked down at the floor, you weren’t able to see your socks clearly at all, your tears clouding your vision completely. He knew your family wasn’t keen on you leaving everything for Jake, especially because they knew what you have had to go through the past few years. You didn’t expect him to pull the family card on you, part of you didn’t blame him. You just pulled his family card a few minutes ago. You pulled the fact he gave up everything for his dream, and you let an ugly part of your human emotions take over. Taking a deep breath, you walked to your room. He didn’t follow you. As you packed your bag, you called customer service to try and change your flight back home to as soon as possible.

You were also going to make it a one-way ticket. This argument just solidified more that you weren’t happy with him anymore. Both you and Jake weren’t stupid kids anymore. Now adults, you both grew into two entirely different people. You don’t like the person he made you when you were around him now. You were not the same person you were previously, you felt unkind now. Your heart hated the person you were starting to become.

As you were put on hold Jake walked into your room, “what are you doing?” Hearing his voice sparked that fire in you again. Yet another wave of anger and ugly emotions hit you.

“I’m going home, I’d rather take a chance of them not taking me back than being unloved by you.” You spat and pushed past him; you ignored his calls to you. You ignored Jake trying to get you to come back. You ignored the man who you used to love. The person who loved him previously, who rooted for him, took chances for him, didn’t exist anymore. That person was replaced with you, someone who now felt unlovable and mean. You felt awful after this fight, you knew only time could heal you both. Just not together as a couple, you would have to heal separately.

#jake sim imagines #jake sim x reader #enha jake #enhypen jake #jake sim #jake x reader #jake sim enhypen #enha jake x reader #enhypen jake sim #enha #enha x reader #enhypen imagines #enha imagines #enhypen x reader #enhypen #enhypen scenarios #enha scenarios #kpop #jungwon #heeseung #jay park #sim jaeyun #sunghoon #sunoo #niki #jake sim angst #enha x reader angst #enhypen angst #enha angst

[betterthanburrow]

Favorite Sports Girl - Instagram AU

(Bengals Quarterback! Joe Burrow x Sports Journalist! OC)

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yourinstagram: your favorite sports girl is in NYC 🍎

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ESPN: our favorite sports girl ❤️

username1: i loved your newest sports article that was published a few weeks ago about the SuperBowl game between the Bengals and the Rams, it gave me a whole new perspective on how to view football games!

username2: i can’t wait to read your next article about the March Madness basketball games!

yourdad: hope you have a good time in New York!

↳ yourinstagram: i know i will have a good time!

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TMZ_TV: is Mr. Joe Burrow officially off the market?! Fans are speculating that the Bengals Quarterback and Sports Journalist Y/N are in a romantic relationship after seeing their instagram stories from last night’s basketball game at Madison Square Garden!

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username1: this is probably just a coincidence… i bet Joe wasn’t the only tall, blondish, white guy who attended the basketball game, that could be anyone in this sports journalist’s ig story.

username2: i just stalked her IG page and she’s a huge sport fans for many different sport games and teams… so it’s not surprising that she’s dating a sport player.

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yourinstagram: the best coffee shop on Blank Street!

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ESPN: can we expect an article written about this coffee shop on Blank Street anytime soon 👀

↳ yourinstagram: i write for sports not coffee shops.

drink818: thank you for stopping by!

yourdad: i’m glad that you have finally tried out the coffee shop on Blank Street that i have been telling you to try out since your first trip to New York!

joeyb_9: who’s the guy in the second photo?!

↳ yourinstagram: hmm… i don’t know who that is?!

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BURROW_UPDATES: Joe Burrow’s Instagram Story.

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username1: the first time could’ve been a coincidence… but now that this has happened for the second time, it’s no longer a coincidence.

username2: hmm… if Joe and Y/N weren’t trying to give hints of them being a couple when they were at the basketball game, then they’re definitely trying to give us hints now.

↳ username3: i’m hoping that they knows that we got the hint that there is definitely something going on between them… we all know that’s Joe in the second photos of her most recent instagram post.

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todayshow: NFL Quarterback Joe Burrow is here this morning on The Today Show and he might not be on TikTok that much… but he has seen your edits 😉

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username1: oh no… my worse fear has come true 😵‍💫

↳ username2: oh Joe has DEFINITELY seen your edits of him on tiktok that have gone viral!

yourinstagram: i wonder who is showing Mr “i’m not downloading Tiktok anytime soon” all of the edits 🤭

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joeyb_9: #AD My 1st St. Patrick's Day as part of the @.GuinnessUS family was all about giving back. Thanks to @.CityHarvestNYC for hosting @.JoeMontana and me.

Head to GivesBack.Guinness.com to pledge your time and get involved. #guinness1million #guinnessgivesback

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Guinnessus: Welcome to the family Joe! It was a St. Patrick’s Day for the books ☘️

yourinstagram: you’re not wearing GREEN on St. Patrick’s Day?! i hope you got pinched all day!

↳ joeyb_9: last time i checked you weren’t wearing green on St Patrick’s Day either.

cityharvestnyc: thank you, @.joeyb_9 💚

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yourinstagram: your favorite NFL quarterback bought me these flowers and is the shadow in the left corner!

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ESPN: our favorite sports girl and everyone’s favorite NFL quarterback is our new favorite couple!

joeyb_9: i spent all morning running around all over New York City searching for the perfect bouquet of flowers for my favorite sports girl.

↳ yourinstagram: and i am very appreciative of it 🤍

Bengals: we rate Joe’s photography skills a 10/10!

allisonkuch: welcome to the WAGS club!

yourdad: is this what kids are calling a soft-launch of a relationship or a hard-launch?!

↳ yourinstagram: i think this is a soft-launch… i’ll let tiktok decide for me when they started posting videos about me being officially added to the WAG club!

Author’s Note:

was this Instagram AU inspired by NCAA March Madness and Joe Burrow’s trip to NYC… yes, it was. this is one of my favorite Instagram AUs that i’ve written so far and i was so inspired to write this Instagram AU that i didn’t let the Tumblr app stop me from adding more than 10 imagined to one post!

if you have any requests for Instagram AUs! please send them to my Inbox and i’ll try to get the Instagram AUs posted as fast as i can!

thank you for all the love and support 🤍

#Joe Burrow #NFL #Cincinatti Bengals #CFB #LSU Tigers #Joe Burrow x Reader #Joe Burrow Fanfiction #Joe Burrow Fanfic #Joe Burrow Fic #Joe Burrow x OC #Joe Burrow Instagram AU #Instagram AU #NFL Fanfiction

[babydollmarauders]

MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (PART EIGHT)

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 5.5 - 6 - 7 - 8

notes: i feel that this chapter is very underwhelming bc i wrote it at work 🫡 so sorry

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 hi people! thank you for tuning into tonight’s (brief) postgame recap! this is a very sad night for my favorite boys, as we lost 6-1 to the winnipeg jets.

we had a meager three penalties tonight!

starting off with erik, who has banned me from making any more name puns (boring!). erik got a penalty for tripping, bringing him up to an astounding 47 penalty minutes this season!

next, i’d like to bring your attention to jack’s picture. nothing special, i just like it.

and then, of course, we have my boyfriend again; chewing on his glove like a rabid little chihuahua <3

the next penalty was from siegs at the very end of the 1st period for high sticking! i had dawson do my dirty work for me and give him a very stern talking to during intermission!

next up, we have hershey bar looking very displeased, and i can’t say i blame him!

we got a little over halfway through 3rd period before we got the final penalty from the newest swiss, timo for holding! he took a lesson from my very rude boyfriend and hid behind the stanchion. i very much did not like that.

however, our lone goal came with SECONDS left in the game, scored by the captain himself! who still looked very disappointed to say the least.

and lastly, bff number 1 says i should apologize to bff number 2 for dissing him last night 😒 so we have a picture of marinara and i’m supposed to tell him that i’m proud of him (i’m not sure what for though? he didn’t do anything 🤷‍♀️)

tagged ehaula, jackhughes, siegenthaler34, nicohischier, tmeier96 and john.marino97

ehaula i know i asked you to stop but now it feels weird without the name puns

y/ndevils00 so….

ehaula so you can do the puns

y/ndevils00 OH THANK GOD! do you realize how hard it was to withhold from them?! it was torture!

ehaula it’s been one post

user18 i’ve become so used to the “haula” puns that i forgot who erik was for a second

siegenthaler34 i made my y/n post debut!

y/ndevils00 it could’ve been for a better reason…

nicohischier you weren’t even there but you still got 2 horrible photos of me

y/ndevils00 i have spies everywhere

nicohischier what does that even mean?

y/ndevils00 guess you’ll never know

jackhughes why?

y/ndevils00 why what? why do i praise you when you don’t appreciate it? i don’t know, you would think i would’ve learned by now

jackhughes no. why the 2nd picture? why do you like it? why call me a chihuahua?

y/ndevils00 i like it. your eyes are so pretty and blue. because you’re small and scrappy and chew on everything.

jackhughes i’m 5’11

y/ndevils00 sure you are honey

dougieham if you went just based off y/n’s posts and comments, i don’t think anyone would ever guess that her and marino are genuinely best friends

y/ndevils00 it’s called tough love <3

john.marino97 she’s evil

trevorzegras i’m forever grateful that i’m a duck so i’ll never be subjected to the torture you put these guys through

y/ndevils00 there’s always next trade szn 😈

trevorzegras the ducks would never trade me

y/ndevils00 i have friends in high places… watch your back zegras

tmeier96 hughesy told me to sit there before i went into the box. he didn’t tell me why but i guess now i know

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes do you not love me? do you not want to see me happy? this is why luke is my favorite

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 luke is your WHAT?

lhughes_06 @/y/ndevils00 i feel so special! thank you y/n/n!

john.marino97 i have multiple questions. starting with: why is DAWSON bff number 1? and i didn’t get a penalty so you could be proud of me for that???

y/ndevils00 i like him better. and that’s very true, however you didn’t get a goal or an assist either so….

dawson1417 translation: y/n holds you to a higher standard because she knows how well you play. she knows you can do better but she’s proud of you regardless.

john.marino97 @/dawson1417 well why doesn’t she say it like that? that’s kinda sweet!

y/ndevils00 emotions are for the weak

john.marino97 @/jackhughes i think your girlfriend is broken

jackhughes she just likes to seem tough on the internet. watch this 👀

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 i love you so much sweet girl ❤️ i can’t wait to get home

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes i love you too, now come home!

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 aww you miss me?

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes sure, but also you lost your game which means you lost the bet and you have to give LSH her bath <3

#media management series <3 #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes blurb #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes fic #nj devils #new jersey devils #nhl blurb #nhl fic #john marino #dawson mercer #luke hughes #nico hischier #faithlynn’s insta edits <3 #faithlynn’s writings <3

[karenvideoeditor-blog]

Where we are with AI, in March of 2024

We’ve seen the development of photo and video manipulation, from the earliest days of Photoshop up to now. This year, though, things are reaching the level we’ve all been concerned about – we can’t tell if important things we see are real. Soon, not even the experts will be able to tell, and anyone will easily be able to make any fake video they want.

Look at this image. Does it look real? Give the article a read.

When I first glanced at it, I didn’t even notice he had shirt sleeves and no shirt! Because I was focusing on his face and the smoke. That article explains some of the best ways to tell a photo is AI. But most notably, it says, “There are so many obvious signs this is AI, but most would miss them because they’re not part of the focus of the image, and since this is not a case where you think someone would be tricking you, you have no reason to analyze it that closely.”

A colleague who works on visual effects for movies shared this video created by OpenAI Sora.

He explained, “I work in visual effects. It is my job to make the audience fooled by what they are seeing. Those of us in the industry tend to see a lot of flaws that most people miss. We will soon be at a point where I won't be able to see the flaws.”

Puppies playing in snow is fun, and I’m sure many people look forward to infinite adorable animal videos! But of course, that’s not why you’re reading this. This is about AI videos of any person, place, or thing that your average grade-schooler will potentially be able to create. Month by month the software will get better and easier and cheaper, and AI photos have already started appearing ahead of the election, and supporters on both sides of any politician will be using them.

Could you tell that the two photos are fake? As a video editor, I could. But the first one was harder; I had to look for clues like the McDonalds smoking man photo. The worst part of these photos is what the person who created them said in defense:

“I’m not claiming it is accurate. I’m not saying, ‘Hey, look, Donald Trump was at this party with all of these African American voters. Look how much they love him!’ If anybody’s voting one way or another because of one photo they see on a Facebook page, that’s a problem with that person, not with the post itself.”

It’s bad enough that they didn’t care people were sharing those photos under the impression they were real. It will be worse when people are using this software to purposefully manipulate people’s beliefs and feelings to sway their vote, or worse, to fuel outrage and despair.

So, you know how you’ll go online on April Fool’s Day and your brain will be on ‘suspicious’ mode? Have you heard stories of real things that people didn’t believe because they happened on April 1st? From now on, that is how you need to calibrate your brain for important images and videos.

If a familiar face says something notable, out of character, or outrageous, if you didn’t learn about it from a reliable news source and you plan to tuck it away in your brain’s section of “things I believe,” you will first need to verify it. Viral photos and videos on Twitter and YouTube aren’t reliable, and you’re better off only getting your news directly from trustworthy sources like news channels. If you find something and want to verify it, use your search engine and key words, especially for strange, suspicious, or implausible quotes, and find a news website you can rely on. If it’s gone viral and it’s AI, it’s likely that the top results will be news websites debunking it.

Starting now, remember: Suspicious and outrageous things are false until proven true.

To sum up, here’s the News Literacy Project’s guide for vetting news sources:

Do a quick search: Conducting a simple search for information about a news source is a key first step in evaluating its credibility.

Look for standards: Reputable news organizations aspire to ethical guidelines and standards, including fairness, accuracy, and independence.

Check for transparency: Quality news sources should be transparent, not only about their reporting practices, but also about their ownership and funding.

Examine how errors are handled: Credible news sources are accountable for mistakes and correct them. Do you see evidence that this source corrects or clarifies errors?

Assess news coverage: An important step in vetting sources is taking time to read and assess several news articles from them, not just the one you clicked on.

Also, look for clues that you should avoid a website. They include:

False or untrue content

Clickbait tactics (melodramatic headlines)

Lack of balance (feels like it was written by a person who took a side)

Manipulated images or videos

State-run or state-sponsored propaganda

Dangerous, offensive, and malicious content

Stay aware and attentive, good luck, and let’s hope we can at least keep this dumpster fire in the dumpster.

#ai #artificial intelligence #ai software #fake news #politics #politicians #trump #biden #openai #Gemini #chatgpt #news #skeptic #manipulation #manipulated video #manipulated photo #debunk #clickbait #propaganda #Suspicious and outrageous things are false until proven true #Youtube

[fioreofthemarch]

Finding Her - Chapter 10

Link makes notes, takes photos and keeps time on his quest across Hyrule, in the hopes of finding Zelda and staying sane until he does. [ Previous | Next | First | AO3 ]

Log date: 10:20. 7th month, 1st day. 104AC Location: Talus Plateau, East Lanayru Great Spring Weather: Clear skies, some wind

Found another geoglyph. Couldn’t help myself. Mapped out the path from the wetlands up the river to Zora’s Domain and planned to go straight there. But then I climbed into the Skyview Tower in Upland Zorana and saw it. 

It’s a Zonai Secret Stone, though not the next one in the sequence. That would be the kneeling figure, due west, in Gerudo. But I thought… who hasn’t skipped ahead in a book they’re reading, or asked a friend to get to the good bit of a story they’re telling? Can’t hurt to have a little foreknowledge.  

Wondering now if it was worth the detour. In the vision, Rauru gave the ancient sages the secret stones, and asked for their help to fight the Demon King. It’s nothing we didn’t hear from the sages of Wind and Fire already. That said, the war didn’t seem to be going well. Have to wonder how close they came to defeat. And if Zelda really did fight alongside them. No - who am I kidding? She would have, every step of the way. 

I just hope… she didn’t get hurt. Once, a very long time ago, I swore a vow to never let that happen. And all I want right now is to keep it. But I can’t do that if she’s stuck in the past — unless a vow can stretch that far across time, back to before it was even made? Or did I break it, the moment I let her hand slip through mine? 

Have wasted enough time already. Will make it to Zora’s Domain before tomorrow even if I have to walk all night.

A photograph of a dragon tear, taken just as it falls momentarily upwards. Reflected in the waters of the tear is Link’s face, captivated.

Caption: Need to find more of these. 

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Log date: 9:50. 7th month, 2nd day. 104AC Location: Dento’s Workshop, Zora’s Domain Weather: Muddy

Arrived in the Domain a bit past midnight. Booked a water bed, rupee pouch be damned. Feel great though. Not a single muscle aching.

Listening to the click clack of Master Dento’s fine tools as he repairs my Zora armour. Occasionally he whips out a sewing needle, to thread arowana scales into the mesh. Asked him what those do and he said ‘Nothing, if I can’t focus.’ Point taken. So here I am tap-tapping away on the Purah Pad, making no noise and not distracting anyone. 

Regret not coming to Zora’s Domain sooner. Situation’s dire — their water’s been poisoned. It’s as vital to them as air. Worse, Sidon and Dorephan aren’t here. Sidon has gone to Mipha Court to purify the water flowing into the Domain. And Dorephan, no one would say. No one seems to even know. If it weren’t for Lady Yona helping heal the sick — I don’t know. It’d be catastrophic. 

Though, not as catastrophic as the earful Zelda might give Sidon for not telling us he was engaged. (Happy for him, of course.) Just hope she’s back before their wedding. We’ve been to a couple, mostly small, simple affairs. Zelda’s a great dancer, and it makes her laugh that I’m not… 

All the more reason to sort out this sludge. Dento’s nearly done. I better leave him in peace. The side eye he’s giving me is so sharp it physically kind of hurts. 

A photograph of said side-eye, as Master Dento scowls at the camera. In his hands is an expertly crafted Zora chest-piece. On the workbench is a spread of metal working tools of every shape and size. 

Caption: Will have to give him my last rupees as thanks, when he’s done. 

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Log date: 17:30. 7th month, 2nd day 104AC Location: Mikau Lake, Upland Zorana Weather: Mud continuing. 

Zelda, Zelda, Zelda. What have you been up to? 

First you appear at Hyrule Castle and spook all of the soldiers, then you’re on Stormwind Ark just as it unleashes a deadly blizzard, then you give Yunobo a mask that turns him against us, and now, apparently, you’ve attacked a King.

I don’t like where this is going. I don’t like not knowing where this is going. Because Zelda, I’m starting to think terrible things. You coming back different is one thing. Coming back evil is another. 

I do know what I saw, at least. After following a trail of clues (ancient stone tablets, eavesdropping on children, the usual), I found Dorephan hidden in a secret cave. He’s in a bad way. He said you set a sludge monster on him, Zelda. I can’t even picture it, but why would he lie? 

Anyway. You should know Sidon has been wearing himself thin trying to protect his people. He literally can’t stop, or the whole Domain will be poisoned. And then they will be without a home and a King. Those don’t sound like the consequences of well meaning actions to protect Hyrule, do they? In fact, nothing I’ve seen you do in the present seems right, anymore. 

I’m not angry, just… confused. I’ll find the truth, as much as I don’t want to. I know that you’d do the same for me. 

A photograph of Zora’s Domain taken from the cliffs of Upland Zorana. The waters are murky and discoloured, in contrast to the pristine stone masonry and metalwork of Zora’s Domain itself. 

Caption: This couldn’t have been on purpose, right?

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Log date: 13:00. 7th month, 3rd day 104AC Location: Ancient Zora Waterworks  Weather: Damp

Learnings of the Zora, Anecdote Three Our Quest to Defeat The Treacherous Sludge As told by Prince Sidon

I, Sidon, have asked the Hylian Link, my dearest friend, if I may dictate my musings on the past few weeks so that they may be written on a twelfth Zora stone monument.

Link, who I treasure above all Hylians, is dutifully transcribing the words I am saying onto his small glowing device. He calls it a … a what pad? Who is Purah? No, no, don’t write that. I will continue now. Thank you Link. 

On the terrible day of the Upheaval, vile sludge began pouring from the skies. It seemed to fall from islands suspended in the air, but how could this be? No such islands had ever before been seen. 

Despite the terror of that day, I felt great pride in my heart, for the Zora dove headfirst into action. The soldiers evacuated people from the water. My father departed with Muzu at once to investigate. And my dear Lady Yona began healing any who had been injured. 

As Prince of the Zora, I went immediately to Mipha Court, so named for my beloved sister who made the ultimate sacrifice to protect our home. There I hoped to fortify our sacred wellsprings and divert as much of the sludge as I could. It was there I remained, day and night, for many weeks.

Just as my faith was waning, who would appear but my truest friend - Link! I sent him to treat with our historian, Jiahto, and to find my father, the great King Dorephan.

Imagine! My horror at hearing that my father had been attacked by a monster, set upon him by Princess Zelda herself! Almost as much as my shock at hearing a pillar of light had appeared in the Eastern Reservoir! Spurred on by caring words from my beloved Yona, I departed with Link to investigate. 

Beneath the reservoir, we have found a large cavern that appears to house an ancient waterworks. I believe this concealed place was used by my ancestors to control the waters flowing from the Domain, so that all of Hyrule could benefit. To think, we stand now, in a place built by those who may have founded Zora’s Domain itself! 

Our quest is not yet complete, for the sludge still sullies my home. However Link, a great adventurer, believes we are ‘on the right track’, as he says in his charming Hylian vernacular. 

I, Prince Sidon, swear to not rest until all the sludge has been vanquished and the people of Zora’s Domain are safe once again! 

Okay. Phew. How did that sound? Thrilling, I hope! Have you finished eating your lunch? I’m not hungry, but thank you. Link, you can stop writing now. Link, I have finished my tale. I am serious. Link. LINK.

A hurriedly taken photograph of Prince Sidon of the Zora, who is reaching for the Purah Pad with an incredulous look on his face. The photograph is a little blurred, as the photographer was laughing while trying to take it. 

Caption: Priceless. 

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Log date: 01:38. 7th month, 5th day 104AC Location: Zora’s Domain  Weather: Clear skies, mild

Well well where to start. First, they had the wedding. Sidon and Yona. Maybe six hours after we got back. I went to get my things and next I knew .. wahoo! A wedding! Secondly, lots of wine, at this wedding. Is it safe for Zora to drink wine? Maybe it’s Zora wine. Made of fish?

Could write this in the morning but you know, why not now? Now is good. There’s music, mostly flutes, people are dancing, eating, and drinking. I sure have been. Not the dancing, the other bits. 

Anyway, the log notes. We defeated the Mucktorok! But also, before that, Sidon and I, best bud Sidon, we activated a big waterfall and swam up to the Water Temple. Another waterworks, in the sky. Not as dramatic as a ghost ship or a volcano but, whatever. Oh but, but but but, this one — makes you float. You’d jump and whoosh , you’d be flying through the air, lighter than silk. Or a feather. Or something else that floats. 

We coasted through that place in no time. Four puzzles? Easy as pie. Pie. Wonder if there’s fish pie here. Porgy pie, with lemon, and dill. I’m starving. 

…

Okay, back with lemon cake. Not exactly what I was picturing but it was free. Or if they were charging they didn’t catch me. Anyway the Mucktorok. That thing was awful. Thank Hylia for Sidon’s water powers. Made quick work of it. We struck it down in minutes, and then it exploded, because of course it did. Why do monsters do that? Sidon took it all in his stride. He’s the Water Sage now. And the King. Big day for him, in particular. 

Sidon promised to help find Zelda. He said there must be a Zelda in the past and a Zelda in the present. Two Zeldas? Sure. Anything’s possible. Will think about that… tomorrow. 

Sidon and Yona got married, it was sweet. Sidon cried during the ceremony, and thanked me in his speech afterwards. Wahoo. Then came the toasts. Every Zora and his grandfather made a toast. Long live the King! Raise a glass! I’ll drink to that! And now my head… is very wobbly. Kind of like that floating temple, up in the up, up there. Very wobbly. 

Up, up. Down, down. I am going down. To bed. Yes, to bed. I am going to go to bed. Goodnight. 

A self-portrait of Link and a group of Zora revellers. Zora’s Domain is decorated brightly with glowing lanterns, ribbons and silverware. There is indeed music and dancing at the wedding, as Zora from all over the Domain have converged at the main plaza to celebrate. Link is drinking from a small silver chalice that overtops with wine. 

Caption: Don’t tell Zelda. 

#totk #tears of the kingdom #zelink #legend of zelda #link #sidon #tears of the kingdon fanfiction #my writing #yah i know the light dragon isnt in this chapter i just liked the photo i took LOL

[only-shadows-dwell-where-we-are]

Redwood Psychiatric Institute - Part 1

MASTERLIST

Edit: Not me accidentally giving the dr two names - I originally had him as Morgan but changed it to Wilson later. I must have left a Morgan in there. Sorry for the confusion!!

Note: This was going to be in two parts, but I thought it would make more sense to combine them and put them in one post. So if you've already read the 1st bit, please keep reading!

Also, Happy New Year! I wanted to kick off 2023 with some whump writing that I'm proud of.

CWs: noncon drugging, forcedsedation, medical restraints, medical gaslighting, forced 'mental illness' treatment

"The psychiatric hospital stands tall with three story buildings, a sprawling lawn, and 6 foot fences enclosing the entire property." The figure narrated from the edge of the grounds. “In the moonlight, it’s an eerie sight to behold.”

He paused the recording temporarily to fiddle with the settings on the microphone, and snap another photo on his camera. ‘Low battery!’ warned the camera. 

“Damn..” He muttered under his breath. 

He turned back to look up at the building, and suddenly heard a twig snap behind him. He froze in place. It was just his mind playing tricks on him, he reasoned. He was alone. He didn’t speak again - just in case. The wind howled through the trees off in the distance. The hair on the back of his neck stood up. 

“Who’s there?” He breathed. 

No response. The woods stood silently swaying in the breeze. 

WHAM!

Something slammed into his back, knocking him to the ground. The camera and recorder were sent flying, the air was shoved out of his lungs from the impact. He didn’t even get the chance to scream, before something sharp pricked his neck. The world dissolved into darkness.

----------------------------------------------------

His eyes flew open to find that he was lying on a bed.

'It was just a dream, Rowan. Take a breath. You’re home. You’re safe.'

He looked around. Except, he wasn’t home. He was in a vast, empty room with pristine white walls and white linoleum flooring. Definitively not-home. 

'Where am I?'

The door cracked open. 

'Finally, someone to explain what’s going on,' Rowan thought. 

Three men stepped in. The first, a middle-aged, medium build man with small round glasses, a clean-shaven face and wearing a doctor’s coat. The other two were well built, tall, and wore white nurses’ scrubs. One had a scar below his left eye, with thick, dark curly hair on his head, and the other had blonde cropped hair and a mean-looking jaw. Blondie also had a nasty black eye.

These were not exactly the people Rowan was expecting. 

The doctor gestured for the two nurses to stand in front of the door, and then he slowly approached Rowan’s bed.

“Hello again. Glad to see you’re awake.” The man had a calm, quiet manner of speaking as he sat on the end of Rowan’s bed.

“Uh.. hi.” Rowan said slowly.

“Ah, I’m sorry.. one moment.” The doctor pulled a small penlight from the pocket of his coat, and shine it in each of Rowan’s eyes. “Hm..”

“Am I in hospital?” Rowan asked as the doctor put away the light.

The man glanced at the two in front of the door, before turning back to Rowan. “You don’t remember?” He asked, his cool tone giving nothing away. 

“No. I was.. what..” Rowan sighed, furrowing his brow as he tried to remember how he’d gotten in this room. 

Oh! The article!

“Well, I was conducting an.. article on a mental hospital.” He said, trying to mimic the doctor’s cool tone. Technically, he wasn’t lying. But he couldn’t let on the full truth, either.

“I see.”

“And then.. and then…”

'I can’t remember. What happened between the woods outside, and here?'

“Can you tell me your name?” The Doctor asked, pulling Rowan out of his thoughts.

“Rowan Murdock.”

“I see, Rowan..” The man glanced at the two nurses again.

“I’m a journalist for The Daily Press, maybe you’ve heard of me?”

The man looked back at Rowan. “Ah.”

“Look, am I in a hospital?” Rowan asked.

The man sighs softly. “What I’m about to say might be very hard to hear. I want you to stay calm, or those two orderlies will have to give me a hand, alright?” He asked, pointing with his chin at the two men in front of the door.

“Okay…” Rowan murmured. “Just, tell me.”

“Yes. You are in a hospital. But... Your name isn’t Rowan Murdock. It’s James Lawton. And you’re in a psychiatric hospital.”

Breathe, Rowan. Just breathe. Stay calm.

“But- that can’t be right. The last thing I remember was walking through the forest. On the outside of Redwood Psychiatric."

"Well, at least you remember the name of this place. You're a patient here - this is Redwood." The Doctor explained, gesturing around the room.

"But I'm not. That's what I'm trying to tell you! There's been some kind of mistake." Rowan pressed, fighting to keep his voice level. "My name is Rowan Murdock, and I'm a journalist. Not a crazy person."

"Listen, James. Take a deep breath. You're in good hands here. Of course you aren't crazy. That's a very outdated and harmful term. You just need help. There's nothing wrong with that." The Doctor placated. "And you've clearly lost your memory after the relapse caused by your escape attempt. So let me refresh your memory. My name is Doctor Wilson. You voluntarily placed yourself in the care of this hospital four months ago, after an increase in hallucinations, paranoia and violent behaviour. The most accurate diagnosis for your symptoms is schizophrenia. I'd like to continue working on your treatment with you, James."

"My name isn't James. If you found my camera, or looked in my-" he'd started to reach for his pant pocket as he spoke, only to realise that the clothes he had been wearing had been replaced by a thin white hospital gown. "-pocket… Well you must have, then. You'd have found my ID, with my name on it. Rowan Murdock."

"We didn't find any camera or ID, James."

"Stop calling me that."  Rowan protested.

"As your Doctor, it is not my place to play along with your hallucinations. I will only set back your recovery further."

"But I'm not your patient! You can't do this!" Rowan fought back tears.

"Take a deep breath, James. You voluntarily committed yourself to our care, meaning that you gave your permission to be here. We can even show you the paperwork if you like. We can keep you here for as long as we think necessary to treat you, because you legally gave us permission to do so." The Doctor tried in a soothing voice. "In a moment, Nurse Dean will bring your meds. You're going to take them for me, and you're going to calm down, okay?"

Rowan stared at the wall, refusing to meet the Doctor's gaze. A knock sounded at the door, and the two orderlies stepped aside to open the door. A man entered, wearing nurse's scrubs and carrying a tray with a dozen small wax paper cups, each with names printed on them. 

"Hello, James." The man said as he stepped up to the bed, handing the tray to the orderlies and picking up a cup with James Lawton on it. "Glad to see you're back with us. Here's your meds." He held the cup out to Rowan.

Rowan reached out and took it, holding up the small cup to inspect the half a dozen pills of different colours and sizes. "What are all of these for?"

“James, you might not remember, but I have told you this before - I can’t tell you, or any of the other patients’, that. You’d only try to avoid certain medications to avoid their effects.” Nurse Dean said firmly. He pushed the tablets closer to James. “Come on, take them. You know the drill, if you don’t take them, we have to inject the medication anyway. So you choose - easy way or hard way.”

Rowan stared into the cup for a moment longer, then slowly tipped the pills back into his mouth. And proceeded to subtly tuck them under his tongue. 

“Open wide.” Nurse Dean pulled out a tongue depressor, and used it to check in Rowan’s cheeks, and then lifted the patient’s tongue. When he found the tablets, he sighed. “James….” 

The nurse lifted the pills onto the wooden stick, then deposited them all at the back of his throat. Then, he placed his hand on Rowan’s throat and massaged firmly, forcing him to swallow the assortment of drugs. Rowan’s throat hurt from the large mass being shoved down his gullet all at once. He coughed, and the Doctor picked up a paper cup from the bedside table, and handed it to Rowan, who took it gratefully and swallowed several mouthfuls of water from the cup.

“I’m sorry. But that one’s on you.” Nurse Dean took back the tray of pill cups from the orderly, and turned to leave. “See you, James. Behave for Doctor Wilson.”

Rowan didn’t say a word as the nurse left, cataloguing the doctor’s name away - information that he was likely supposed to already have, but he didn’t want to add fuel to the Doctor’s claims that he had lost it. He balled the bedsheet in his fists for a few minutes in silence, until he realised Doctor Wilson was talking to him.

“-I’m very disappointed in you, James. You’re going to have to try better than that.” Doctor Wilson said, brow furrowed. 

“Ma nerm.. isen J-” Rowan stopped, realising his tongue was thick and heavy in his mouth, and words and syllables weren’t coming out properly. “Wh-”

The fluorescent lights were blurring above his head. He couldn’t hear, the world had been submerged in water. Where was he again? 

'The article. Something to do with the article. He said-'

'I didn’t-'

'Where am I?'

'Why is everything moving. It hurts.' 

'Let me sleep.'

----------------------------------------

James lay on the hospital bed, his head lolling around. He was blinking furiously, trying to stay with it, but they’d put him on such a high dosage that his efforts were futile.

Doctor Wilson stood and pulled the blanket off of his patient. He then turned to the orderlies. “Move him to the maximum security padded room, and restrain him.”

“Yes, Doctor Wilson.” 

The two orderlies approached the semi-conscious patient, picking him up from underneath his armpits, and began dragging him down the hallway.

“Excellent.” Doctor Wilson stepped out the room and closed it behind him.

He walked down the hall of the hospital, following closely behind the orderlies with James. He stepped in front of them, and opened the door with his thumbprint so that they could enter. 

The orderlies placed James on a small, frameless bed against one padded wall. The young man looked tiny as he curled into himself on the mattress, wispy strands of his short caramel hair hanging in his eyes. The orderly with the scar reached under the bed and pulled up padded cuffs that had straps attached to them, with the other ends of the straps sewn into the mattress. As the orderlies and Doctor Wilson held James down and started placing his arms and legs in the restraints, the patient tried to pull away, but he was too weak in his drugged state. With ease, the three men restrained him to the bed. 

Doctor Wilson and the orderlies left the room, closing the door behind them. Doctor Wilson knew that there would be a problem when his patient woke up, but he or the other staff would be watching from the cameras inside the room. 

“Martin, I need you to destroy that camera and ID.” Doctor Wilson said to the curly-haired orderly.

“Yes sir.”

~~~~~~~

PART 2

Taglist (there will be more parts so please let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!): @whatiswhump and @jancameforthewhump

#whumpblr #whump community #psychiatric hospital whump #psychiatric whump #medical gaslighting #whump gaslighting #noncon sedation #medical whump #whump fics #noncon drugging #psychological whump #forced drugging #noncon drugging whump #forced sedation #redwood psychiatric

[skateboardtotheheart]

Please, give us some Christmas headcannons I beg you! They are freaking adorable and I have butterflies in my stomach reading them 🥺

omg hell yeah i'll give you some christmas headcanons!!

wille has never been a huge fan of christmas because at the castle it usually means a lot of press and events and always getting stuck wearing uncomfortable clothes. the only part of christmas he ever did enjoy once he outgrew the childhood wonder was sneaking away on the 24th to exchange gifts with erik

simon LOVES christmas. he gets in the spirit on november 1st and doesn't let it go until well into january 

the christmas after the video was the worst one either of them have ever had. they were both utterly miserable and wallowed and grieved the entire day. after getting back together and discussing how awful it had been for them both, Simon declared that it didn't count and they should get a do over. the next weekend, wille went over to simon's to find his boyfriend's room turned into a christmas wonderland and they spent the whole day watching children's movies, wearing warm sweaters, drinking a saved bottle of christmas soda, and exchanging gifts. it's the happiest wille has ever been on a christmas, even if it wasn't the actual holiday

simon buys them matching ugly sweaters. wille tries so hard to be nice because of how excited simon is about it but looking at the thing honestly makes him want to tear it to shreds, it's so awful. it has pompoms and bells and lights that work. he wears it every time simon asks him to and when the season is done he puts it protectively in the back of his closet

they both struggle like crazy to get each other a gift. wille doesn't want to get something that makes simon freak out about how much it costs and simon knows he can't spend as much money as the types of gifts wille might be used to. they both freak out about it until on two separate occasions, felice smacks them upside the head and tells them to just do something meaningful and sweet

in the end, wille writes simon a lengthy letter about how happy simon makes him and how much he loves him, pairing it with a framed print out of simon's favorite photo of them. simon lands on doing a handful of recordings of him singing some of wille's favorite songs which he thinks sound really bad but make wille cry. both of them struggle to stop smiling for D A Y S

simon makes it look like the holidays threw up in wille's room. he walks in one day to find tinsel everywhere and handcut snowflakes hanging from the ceiling and a soft candycane blanket on his bed and snowmen EVERYWHERE and he has never regretted leaving simon alone in his room more. even still, he doesn't take down a single thing and enjoys the way simon's eyes light up when he sees that wille left it all

since wille has to be at the castle for the 24th, he does a celebration with the eriksson family on the 22nd before he leaves. linda cooks a feast and wille insists on helping her out while simon and sara are both in the living room, shouting updates about what's going on in the overly cheesy christmas romcom on tv. it's so warm and comfortable and happy that wille practically forgets why he doesn't like christmas in the first place

wille still buys erik christmas gifts. on the 24th, during the late afternoon as it always was, wille sneaks into erik's room to put the gift in one of the now emptied out drawers. he's pretty sure most of the staff knows he's been doing it, but none of them say anything and the gifts are still there the next time he's in the room

even though he’s not a christmas guy, wille really does love winter (one of the reasons he allows simon’s decorating a pass). he’s the cheesy one who buys them both hot chocolate and drags simon on a stroll through the middle of town while snow drifts down around them. when simon starts getting too cold wille wraps simon in his own scarf and lets simon stick both his hands in wille’s coat pockets for extra warmth. at least five times he can’t resist the urge to lean in and kiss the tip of simon’s nose. it’s like something straight out of a movie and the next day, there’s pictures on the internet of the crown prince and his boyfriend huddled together as snow falls from the dark night sky and besotted smiles take up their faces

simon is an extremely skilled snowball fighter from years of doing them with rosh and ayub. wille has never had a snowball fight in his life but is determined that he will beat simon. the game has been going on and off for weeks now. they’ve both recruited classmates for sneak attacks on the other and now nearly every other first year is involved. it has become a war. there is no ceasefire in sight. chaos reigns on the hillerska campus

#young royals #young royals headcanon #young royals season 2 #prince wilhelm #simon eriksson #wilmon #yr s2 spoilers #christmas #winter #christmas headcanon

[fluffypotatey]

Leverage Ep 12 >:3

Pre-show:

WE MADE IT TO THE FINALE

TOOK ME MONTHS BUT WE’RE HERE 🔥🔥🔥🔥

can’t think only react

So excited

Reaction:

Oooooh synopsis are you telling me we’re gonna heist the ✨insurance company✨ hehehehe

shit wait we’re starting there?????

OH SHIT

ok ok soooooo Nate is drunk (maybe???? possibly???? most likely????), he almost shot a dude (past boss????), past boss offered shrimp and Nate just went “I do like shrimp”

Bro?????? Is this a flashback????

They don’t give a time or date tho….keeping it mysterious for plot reasons I guess (<- is grumbling about it)

WAIT

SOPHIE

SOPHIE IS HERE

YIU MOTHERFUCKER

LEVERAGE YOU DIDNT

HOW DARE YOU NATE DONT YELL AT SOPHIE

they staged an intervention whilst giving him heist of his dreams 🤧 like a “hey, broski, your drinking problem sucks…..wanna get at the man who ruined you?”

ELIOT WITH GLASSES YES

ohhhhhh so this is why it’s called the 1st David Job

“While you are well-versed in dead guy art, I am not” I love you so much Alec 💕💕💕💕💕💕

Oooooh pretty art

Ummmmm sketchy basement????

omfg the vases 👀👀👀👀👀

Bro just let him take a photo????? Rookie mistake

Awwwwww let Parker play with the little naked man 🥰

Lmao Sophie does not need you to tell her how to heist a guy, Nate 🤭 so silly, maybe if you drank some water—

Oh ho! You calling the pope a heathen 😂 in front of an alleged Vatican archivist 😂 you got balls man

Mag????? THE EX WIFE?????

WHAT

WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?????? Girlie why are you in a party hosted by the ceo of the company that killed your son??????

Parker is meeeeeeeeeeee

SOPHIE 😂😂😂😂

Oh dear…..Maggie what are you doing????

SOPHIE 😂😂😂😂😂😂

It’s what….15 minutes???? jfc

Alec turned the fucking statue 💀💀💀💀💀

“Breakfast jambalaya” well now I’m hungry

YEEEEE MY PARKER/ALEC HEART

awwwwwwww he wants to talk about it 🥺🥺🥺 I’m ok T^T totally

ELIOT 💀💀💀 YOU DID NOT

Love my chaotic, smart Parker 🥰

ok, so, question: they mention that Nate’s ex-wife meets him to talk about when the priest got attacked in the Miracle Job, but now it’s like the team never met her before???? sorry it’s been awhile but I’m a little confused. Shouldn’t Sophie already know what she looks like???? Bc she made the “she’s pretty” comment here like idk sorry I’m might be overthinking this?

Lmaooooooo SOPHIE

ELIOT IS DONE LMAOOOOO

Parker don’t throw the David!!!!!

?????

Ok does the ex-wife care as in she wants to get back together or care as in “we used to love each other and while it isn’t the same now I still care for you like an old friend cares”? bc I really want option 2

Eliot why would you bring up the ex-wife again????

Sophie……girlie what are you doing???? She looks so excited and idk whether to be concerned or not

Oooooooh parents are talking

Lmao that door does not help at all, plus it has windows???? The trio’s still there this is not a private combo lol

oh shit she doesn’t know 🫢

Nate/Sophie 🥺🥺🥺🥺 why are they so soft stop it

Fuck up the company please 🙏🏻

TEXACO?????

Wait bro what’s the new plan???

Alec lmao 😂 bringing out the pen, making the pilot panic

you not a fan of heights 👀 ironic

ALEC 💀💀💀

“FAA! he’s a hardass” 😂😂😂😂

ALECCCCC WTF

BRO THE PILOTS ARE STILL THERE

My thoughts on what the pilot’s are thinking: “fucking FAA….stupid new regulations….wait, why is he putting that on his head??? What’s with that briefcase???? Who is he talking to???? What’s with the statue????….fucking FAA…”

Ah fuck it’s option 1….dammit

YEAH NATE PUNCH HIS ASS

OH SHIT

WHO WAS THAT GET THAT CAMERA AWAY

And of course this is just halfway

YES ELIOT WAIT FUCK

WHOMST

WAIT ALEC BB NOOOO HES JUST A MAN LEAVE MY MAN ALONE

WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE??????

PARKER FUCK

LEAVE HIM ALONNNNNE

WHAT DID THEY DO TO MY BOY

FUCKUNG CROWLEY LOOKING DUDE BETTER NOT HARM PARKER

YES ELIOT FUCK HIM UP BREAK HIS KNEES

“I’ll come alone” fucking liar >:(

Sophie…….no girlie……..

Sterling please don’t hurt my Nate/Sophie please…..dont 🥺

He’s keeping Parker???? You bitch

Fuck 🫠 so stressed rn

Please tell me this episode isn’t over 🫠🫠🫠🫠

Ok ok not over 🥺 but still stressed

Nooooooooo Sophie/Nate please!!!!! You can’t hurt each other 🤧🤧🤧🤧 it’s not allowed!

Lmao you put it on the the edge of the roof, very classy girlie

ALEC!!!! BABY T^T

Parker should kill him, for funsies

Eliot should kill all of the lackies, for funsies as well • Hahaaaaaa so stressed

Girlie don’t you dare jump

GIRLIE WHAT

FUCK THEM ALLL UPPPPPP BOYS

I mean….they could cut the line????

Eliot you good??? Are his ribs still broke?????

Ok so episode is close to ending….everything seems well…but this is a 2-parter????

“Shouldn’t we call the police?” “You’re fired” said it like a true villain to his henchman 😎

ALEC BRO BADASS BUT STILL THE HQ????

Lmaooooo talking shit, piglet?

OHHHHHHHHH THE SHOT IS JUST LIKE THE PILOT!!!!! THEY’RE DIUNG A PARALLEL OF HOW THEY MET WHEN THEY WERE BARELY A TEAM AND NOW PRESENT TIME WHERE THEY ARE A FAMILY OH MY GOD!!!!

EVEN THE SCATTER WAS LIKE THE PILOT AHHHHHHHHHH

Final Thoughts:

#fluffy watches #leverage #halp 🫠 #edit: fuck forgot to add the read more thing

[hetalia-club]

Yeah sure. So little bit of back story first for context... During the Cold War America was considered the 1st world while Russia was called the 2nd world. Anyone who was friends was America was a 1st world. Anyone who was friends with Russia was a 2nd world country. Countries not associated with either were called 3rd world. This is where the terms come from but the meaning has changed over the years. Now spying in these 3rd world countries were a hot commodity because well more allies is a good thing. America and Russia would often race to see who could befriend someone faster. They viewed it as more of a competition a game if you will (Even if they were 100% fucking with people in their lives. America and Russia have always been brutal.) The second a 3rd world country would get a little bit of power or say so in the world America and Russia would rush over there ASAP and try and trap that country into a relationship that was always one sided and never beneficial for the other. Saying all this leads me to my story. I can't remember when in time this exactly happened but I want to say 60's 70's -ish, peak Arms Race. Indonesia just got a new leader and he was. When I tell you US and Russia thought the exact same way back then I mean it. The loony tunes bull shit they got up to was legendary. Also they often had the same ideas at the same time and tried them at each other at the same time.  Anyway so Indonesia got this new leader after becoming independent and Indonesia would be a key player on either side since they had lots of money so obviously if money was involved both Russia and America were foaming at the mouth to get to him first. They both proposed a formal offer as always but he denied both and said basically 'yeah i want no part with either of you lunatics.' so Russia and America both hatched a plan... You see the President of Indonesia had a reputation for being promiscuous, sleeping around...he liked prostitutes okay? So separately but at the exact same time Russia and America said 'We'll use that to our advantage and try and black mail him.' America's Plan: The CIA found a near Identical man to him. Looks, body type all of it. And what did they do? They filmed a Porno. That's right The CIA directed, filmed and produced a Porn with this look alike. The sent still photos of the porn to the President of Indonesia like a ransom note and were like 'be our friend or we'll release a porn of you and leak it everywhere. He was unphased and said 'that's pretty cool can you send me a copy of it?' So that was a no go. But somewhere in the archives of the US government exists this porn they made. America was ticked because they went to so much trouble for nothing. They didn't give him the tape out of spite and they didn't leak it either because he kind of wanted them to for bragging rights because they used a really pretty girl. Russia's Plan: Now Russia had long been on this game. Russia had a militia of spies who dealt in this exact predicament. They've used it on America many times. Russia heavily bugged a plane that he was set to fly in and they planted 'Honey Girls' their nick name for their spies that had a 'talented' way of getting info. They dressed as flight attendants and flirted with him, teased him, and basically tried however they could to get him to sleep with one of them. For what purpose you may ask? Well that's because in the bathroom of the plane they had a camera. And they were going to film it. That's right the KGB also had a plan to shoot a porn but they weren't going to use a decoy and planned on using the actually man himself. But unfortunately for Russia he didn't take the bait the girls were tossing and didn't sleep with them. After the flight they even sent the girls straight to his hotel room but he was like 'Nah' and didn't let them in. Now this plan did eventually work after so many tries. Russia was like "Ah ha! See this video we have of you sleeping with flight attendants? Be our friend or we'll leak it." Apparently the guy was ecstatic about the video and wanted a copy of it just like the US version. He even wanted Extra copies to give to his friends.

#hetalia #hws america #hws russia #hws indonesia #alfred f. jones #ivan braginski #ivan braginsky #original

[twwpress]

Weekly Press Briefing #52: June 18th - June 24th

Welcome back to the Weekly Press Briefing, where we bring you highlights from The West Wing fandom each week, including new fics, ongoing challenges, and more. This briefing covers all things posted from June 18 - June 24, 2023 and marks ONE ENTIRE YEAR of our briefings! 🥳 Did we miss something? Let us know; you can find our contact info at the bottom of this briefing.

Challenges/Prompts:

The following is a roundup of open challenges/prompts. Do you have a challenge or event you’d like us to promote? Be sure to get in touch with us! Contact info is at the bottom of this briefing.

We (@twwpress, the Weekly Press Briefing team) will be hosting a Wheel of Destiny drabble-writing prompt challenge on Saturday, July 1st on tumblr and Twitter in celebration of our first anniversary! Stay tuned for more details. The Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda Josh/Donna prompt fest (hosted by @jessbakescakes and @thefinestmuffin) revealed on June 24th. Prompt claims and submissions are still open. Details here.

 Photos/Videos:

Here’s what was posted from June 18 - June 24. 

Allison Janney posted a photo of herself with her dad in honor of Father’s Day. 

Allison Janney posted a photo of herself thanking her hair and makeup artists. 

Amy Landecker posted a silly video of Brad along with a “for your consideration” message for the Emmys.

Amy Landecker posted some photos of herself and Brad by the ocean.

Amy Landecker posted a photo of her and Brad on a boat.

Bradley Whitford posted photos of himself and Amy attending the staged production of Transparent! at the Mark Taper Forum. 

Dule Hill posted a promo video for the second season of The Wonder Years, now streaming on Hulu. 

Josh Malina posted a photo of himself with his dad for Father’s Day. 

Kim Webster posted a funny video of herself “training” to do the Geena Davis trick shot she learned last week. 

Kim Webster posted a photo of herself the day after her birthday. 

Marlee Matlin posted a photo of her husband and a celebration of him for Father’s Day. 

Mary McCormack posted a TikTok of her daughter Rose singing an original song. 

Melissa Fitzgerald posted a photo of herself with her dad, along with a Father’s Day message. 

Rob Lowe posted a photo of himself and his son Johnny in bathrobes on a boat.

Rob Lowe posted a photo of his wife Sheryl along with a birthday wish.  

Peter James Smith posted a clip from Noël in memory of Paxton Whitehead, who played Bernard.

Richard Schiff posted a photo of himself with Robert Cardinal. 

Kathleen “Bird” York posted a photo of herself and Devika Parikh, who played Bonnie on The West Wing.

Donna Moss Daily: June 18 | June 19 | June 20 | June 21 | June 22 | June 23 | June 24

Daily Josh Lyman: June 18 | June 19 | June 20 | June 21 | June 22 | June 23 | June 24

No Context BWhit: June 18 | June 19 | June 20 | June 21 | June 23 | June 24

@twwarchive: June 18 | June 19 | June 20 | June 21 | June 22 | June 23 | June 24

 Edits/Artwork:

#CJTOBY: and we build it up to pull it down by @cjcreggswifey [VIDEO EDIT]

 Editors’ Choice: 

In honor of the one year anniversary of our briefing, we picked some of our favorite fics posted during this week in years past. Be sure to share your favorites we didn’t include!

and if you wonder about the spell i’m under (it’s your love) by mikaylawrites | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | “You don’t look so bad yourself,” she purrs, her fingers reaching out to unnecessarily adjust his belt buckle. “And I think you’re gonna win tonight.”

He groans, both because of where her hand is and because the superstitious side of him can’t tolerate that kind of talk. “I’m gonna need you to go outside and turn around and spit.”

“Don’t need to,” she tells him, “because I know I’m right.”

A night at the Academy of Country Music Awards with country music power couple Josh Lyman and Donna Moss.

 Friendship, Rings, and Heartstrings by JessBakesCakes | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | Sam feels sort of like a whack-a-mole at the arcade with how quickly and intensely the epiphany hits him. Maybe this is it. Maybe they’ll finally get it together. Behind all the flirting and banter is an incredible devotion they have to each other; one that possesses them to eat only a bite of a granola bar for nearly twenty-four hours or to hop on an international flight with whatever nonsensical items would fit in a backpack. He’s seen it for years now; he’s just been waiting for them to see it too.

 Help Me Hold Onto You by jeaniecregg | Rated G | C. J. Cregg/Toby Ziegler | Complete | In which CJ has a bit of an existential crisis...

 Hell Is Other People (But Not You) by McKat | Rated T | Will Bailey/Sam Seaborn | Complete | Sam’s visiting the White House when they go into a Crash.

He and Will get stuck together.

Maybe there are worse places to be.

 Champagne by arborealstops | Rated G | C. J. Cregg/Kate Harper | Complete | “I got you a present.”

 please linger near the door by cmbing | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | They’re definitely not dating when there is a presidential dinner and they don’t think to invite dates. Instead, they assume they’ll go with each other. Him in a black tux, her in a red dress. Their arms are interlocked as they enter the ballroom, and Donna even goads Josh into dancing with her. It’s friendly, nothing more.

They’re just having sex. That’s it.

 the weight of love (in your arms) by joshllyman | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Sam Seaborn | Complete | He steals a glance at Josh and sees that his face is carefully blank, intentionally wiped of all emotion.

“Just tired?” Sam asks quietly, and Josh looks up at him.

Josh shakes his head. “Something like that.”

   Misc:

Happy birthday to Kim Webster, who played Ginger! 

 Fics:

Presenting your weekly roundup of fics posted in the tag for The West Wing on Archive of Our Own. 

Josh/Donna

Errors and Omissions by Chinesepapercut | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

Wonderful in a Loathsome sort of Way by JayeReid1 | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

GOVT 3420: Campaigns and Elections by lunedecroissant | Not Rated | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

Balcony Break by TemperanceCain for thefinestmuffins | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

3pm on a Thursday by KindaTea for Chinesepapercut | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

can’t help falling by sam_writes_fics | Rated M |  Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

and i'll love you more than anybody can by JessBakesCakes | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

When it Rains, it Pours by onekisstotakewithme | Rated G |  Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Fragments of Days Gone By… by JayeReid1 | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

Children of Mortals… by JayeReid1 | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

she was a burst of colour, in his typically monochrome life. by katereadsandwrites | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

 Sam/Ainsley

Adorable, Yet Ill Adored by HotchkissRoyale | Rated E | Ainsley Hayes/Sam Seaborn | In Progress 

Sam and Ainsley Get Marriedby Hackney123 | Rated G | Ainsley Hayes/Sam Seaborn | Complete

 C.J./Danny

Off the Record by  onekisstotakewithme for daylight_angel, miabicicletta, Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg, Luppiters, Zoey Bartlet/Charlie Young, hondagirll | Rated T | Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg2C Leo McGarry/Annabeth Schott | In Progress

12 Months by Jxjxjx |  Rated G | Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg | In Progress

 Other Pairings/Gen Fic

it started off with a kiss... now it ended up like this by imawkwardlysoc | Rated G | Sam Seaborn/Original Female Character | In Progress

Figures of Speech by Darsynia | Rated T | Toby Ziegler/Original Female Character | In Progress

Master of Improvisation by Antumbra | Rated G | Sam Seaborn, Jed Bartlet, C.J. Cregg (No Pairings Listed) | Complete

The Language of Tomorrow by silasfinch for justdreaming88 | Rated T | Ellie Bartlet/Original Female Character(s) | In Progress

Where The Hell…? by dumbchemist | Rated T | No Pairings Listed | In Progress

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Operation in the Desert by mlea7675, Helen Santos/Matt Santos, Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss, Ainsley Hayes/Sam Seaborn, Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg, C. J. Cregg/Toby Ziegler, Will Bailey/Kate Harper, Zoey Bartlet/Charlie Young, Leo McGarry/Annabeth Schott | Complete

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[springgirlwaiting4fall]

Falling in Love 1 Story at a Time An MJF and OC Novella Chapter 5

Brie

“You didn’t text me. Are you okay?”

What was Brie supposed to say? Max was making her head spin. They went from not even acknowledging each other backstage, to somewhat friends, than Max begging to not kiss her for work, to now making sure her plan landed and that she got to the hotel okay. All of this was giving her whiplash. Instead of writing her reply she took a picture of herself in her pajamas, face mask on, brushing her teeth with a thumbs up.

She sent a picture because there wasn’t much Max could say back and Brie didn’t want to text back. She finished her nightly bedtime routine and was crawling into the bed and about to watch something on tv, distracting herself from the feeling of disappointment that he actually didn’t text back.

Her phone rang. No body called her except her grandmother and not at 11 o’clock at night. She quickly got out of bed to grab her phone from the charger wondering who died. Her heart stopped when her calling id read ‘Max MJF Friedman.’ “Hello?” Brie tried to get her voice to sound normal, she felt like she was in 7th grade again and a boy called her house for the 1st time.

“Hey Brie,” his voice sounded tired and than she remembered they were on different time zones. It was 3 in the morning back home. “I wasn’t sure if you were going to pick up.”

Brie was way too proud to bring him not wanting to kiss her even just for a storyline so she pretended not to even hear the last part. “My phone was on the charger and this hotels only outlet is by the bathroom.” There was a pause, maybe Max didn’t mean to call her. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah. I just wanted to.” She could hear him stumble on his words and clear his throat. “I just wanted to explain about work earlier. On why I didn’t I want to kiss you on Dynamite.”

“Max, you do not have to explain…”

Brie did want to to know why but didn’t want to get her feelings hurt either. “Please Brie. Let me finish. I wanted to tell you in the car afterwards but didn’t get a chance. And I’ve been up all night and can’t sleep so please let me explain.” Brie didn’t say a word. “I have feelings for you Brie. I don’t want to make you feel awkward or uncomfortable but I need you to know. Because that’s why I couldn’t kiss you on tv in front of an audience. Because I want it to be real Brie. If your going to kiss me. I want you to want to kiss me.” Brie had no idea what to say, her stomach was in knots and her heart was racing. “Can you please say something.”

“I don’t know what to say Max. Im really surprised. Before we even got paired together you didn’t even give me a second glance.” She tried to think of any signs that he liked her but couldn’t come up with any.

“I saw the guys who you hang out with. I figured I didn’t have a chance. Brie I’m really sorry I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m going to go.” Before Brie could say anything else he had hung up on her.

Max

How could he have screwed up so bad. Why did he have to call Brie and tell her the truth. She probably felt so uncomfortable. How was he going to face her today at the photoshoot that production set up the day after he called her. Especially considering Brie had called him twice and texted him 5 times all of which he ignored.

They were meeting at the Plaza Hotel to have romantic hotel suite photos done. He showed up in gym shorts and a T-shirt. Wardrobe would have suits for him. A hotel manager greeted him and escorted him to the top penthouse suite.

The photographer was already there directing assistants on where lights should go. A production assistant jumped up and showed him to a bathroom where the glam team was.

“I loved Eloise growing up. I always wanted to come here as a kid.” Brie was telling the makeup artist. She froze when she saw him walk into the room. She was sitting in a robe having her hair and makeup done. He watched as she took a long drink of her water. “Hey Max. Good of you to join us.” He checked his phone he was supposed to be here at 8, it was only 745am. “I’m just teasing you. You had to be here at 8. I had to be here at 5.”

Max wanted to tell her that it was stupid for her to get here so early for hair and make up she was the prettiest girl in wrestling and didn’t need any of that done to her. But a stylist led him to a bedroom to pick out a suit for him. Good thing to he didn’t need to make things even more awkward.

They picked out an outfit for him, touched up his hair and put some makeup on him to prevent shine in pictures. While they fiddled around him he looked up who Eloise was on his phone and what she had to do with the the plaza hotel. Than he texted one of Tony Kahn’s assistant who owed him a favor.

“‘Max.” Brie was calling him from a different room. “Can you come here.” He found her in one of the bathrooms, the door hiding her. “Is it just you?”

He made sure no one was hiding behind him. “Yeah it’s just me.” Brie slowly opened the door and his heart stopped. Her hair was curled down and make up was done more than she usually put on. She was wearing a short purple dress that was extremely low cut and heels that he knew she would never be able to walk in.

“Be honest. Do I look stupid?” She looked so worried and nervous.

It took him a second to find his voice. “No Brie. You do not look stupid.”

“You promise?” He couldn’t understand how she didn’t believe him.

“I promise.” He extended his arm. “I know you can’t walk in those shoes though. Let me help you get to the photographer.”

Without second hesitation she accepted his arm. “You look nice too. But I prefer the shorts and shirt look on you.”

“Thanks. I wasn’t lying you look beautiful, but I like seeing you in the converse.”

Brie laughed “me too.” And he started to hope that he didn’t ruin everything with his phone call. “After this is all done. Can we talk?”

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[justkeepstimming]

Year Seven

Content note for the Day of Mourning, filicide, and a much longer post than I meant to write.

On March 1st, we participated in the Disability Day of Mourning to honor disabled victims of filicide. Every year, a new list of names is shared – adding to the hundreds of names that has been gathered by The Autistic Self Advocacy Network over the years.

And yet, there are names and stories that we will never know. Never reported, acknowledged, or shared.

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Disability is a natural part of the human condition. It’s not a tragedy or a fate worse than death. Every person is an integral part of the interconnected life we live – by the things they create, the influence on those around them, or the love they hold for the things that give them joy.

Our worth is not measured in salaries, degrees, or suspected IQ points. Life is sacred in whatever path lies before us – even if it’s not expected or the “norm.” The beauty of life often lies in the mundane.

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This was my seventh year as a site coordinator for the Disability Day of Mourning vigil. It never gets easier. As I put together a slideshow each year, I look through the photos and their stories.

I see babies as young as one day old, and I wonder what kind of life they could’ve lived. I think of all the things taken away from the young names on the list, robbed of those little moments as we grow.

The warm feeling of sunlight through a school bus window or the comfort in the presence of those we love during a winter storm outside – would they have experienced such things?

What joys would have filled their soul with delight?

What would they have been like as an adult?

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I see elders over one hundred years old – and I imagine what kind of life they lived. Even in their older years, life was still there to be experienced.

How did they like their coffee – or did they even drink coffee?

Did they have any regrets?

Was there something they were looking forward to?

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A list of names doesn’t tell you everything.

It doesn’t tell you that 4 year old Madelin’s favorite color was blue and adored her collection of stuffed animals.

You can’t see that 84 year old Patricia had 8 great-grandchildren – or the joy of 6 year old Leon when he was surrounded by bubbles.

It can’t describe how much 73 year old Mary loved scrapbooking and watching the Guardians of the Galaxy.

We don’t get to see why 35 year old Jack was described as an incredibly loving person, or the art of 17 year old Morgan who dreamed of going to Japan one day.

It doesn’t tell you that little 2 year old Lola was a joyful toddler with a love for butterflies and the outdoors – or that 9 year old Amanpreet loved visiting the park, playing in the swings.

We don’t know what books 63 year old Cheryl was happily reading. We will never see 82 year old Joan’s rose garden.

We don’t get to know 7 year old Lucas’ favorite character in Star Wars, or 12 year old Rosa’s favorite shade of pink.

Names alone can’t tell you that 5 year old twins Ahmad and Ava were in kindergarten; how Ahmad was talkative and outgoing while Ava was known as a quiet observer.

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All these years, I’ve never been able to understand these deaths. I can’t explain it, nor can I explain society’s painting of our existence as a burden.

When my youngest brother died in 2018, the remnants of my grief were constantly countered with “encouragement” of strangers, who never actually had the privilege to meet sweet Liam.

Being told we were better off without him as a burden was pure salt in the wound. Over 6 years later, the sting still remains – as does the real burden: grief.

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The arguments of a lack of supports fall flat as parents all over struggle with the same – and yet never harm their children like this.

The tragedy lies not in the disability, but the violence from the hands of those who the victims should have been able to trust the most.

I don’t have the words to describe the ache I feel in the photos and stories.

But what I can tell you is this:

Disabled lives are worth living.

-Courtney Johnson, @justkeepstimming

#autism #just keep stimming #disability day of mourning #disability

[sweetsummercashmere]

King of the Navy

(Photo Credit: Source Pinterest, Author is 1975SlidesN_0002, Accessed November 29th 2023, link: https://pin.it/72TEa0L)

Orion

“King of the Navy”

(Schedule)

6:00am Wake up, Smoothie, Morning Jog.

Waking up late is for those who make it nowhere. I need to remind myself daily of the burden I could become. The burden that drags down my family. But no, I wake up, fight the weak feelings that pull me back to the warmth of my pillow, and walk to the kitchen. Make my smoothie.

“Spinach, raspberries, protein mix, water, and ice”.

Leaves me hungry but I cannot give up, pain is temporary, I remind myself this every second I feel restless. For every weak point I remember the moments my family found out my mom passed. When dad took up drinking, and missed work daily. Those moments motivate me.

I jog up the hill I used to sled down in the winters, and through my whole neighborhood.

7:00am Wake up dad for Work, have a Protein Bar.

Although I shouldn’t have to wake him up, I do it regardless, because we're family. I remember when he would wake up before I did, make mom breakfast, and drive us to school before heading to work. He was so motivated, I can’t become him, the world keeps moving.

After my runs, I do have a Clif Bar, gotta get the calories from somewhere. Can’t pass out from low iron anymore, it can be hard though, to keep up my energy, I put out too much the doctor says but I don’t take in enough.

7:30am Prayers for Iris, Pers, and Dad.

Everyday, I make prayers for my family. Things can be rough with handling my relationships to each of them, but I always remind myself of what we all had to deal with. And that mom would want us to get along. Mostly, I pray for Iris. She’s always in her room, on her phone, I yell at her sometimes to even get out of bed for dinner, I want her outside, doing normal teenage things. It hurts even more as dad always says she’s just like her mother. So I pray that Iris can be good again, to be that rainbow of sunshine she used to be, and get off whatever poetic app she’s stuck on.

7:45am Gym

8:30am Shower and Morning Routine.

Cold showers only. It helps the blood circulate, for your mind to wake up, and to push yourself to do things you're uncomfortable with. It’s almost like an exposure therapy ordeal.

After showers, I shave, and spray on my cologne. I like this one my mom got me years ago called “Jazz Club” from Replica. One time our family went shopping, and Pers tried on every perfume in Sephora, and while I was waiting, I went and smelled that one, and I loved it alot. Without even telling her, mom noticed it made me smile, and saved up for me to get it for Christmas. I’ll always remember how much she noticed the little things, it was so special.

I only spray it once per day, it’s almost gone and I think it’s a waste to buy something so expensive when dad can barely afford the house anymore. But the smell takes me back. Back to that Christmas, it's the one thing that hasn’t changed since she passed, I like that it's still.

(Photo Credit: Source: Fragrantica, Accessed December 1st 2023, link: https://www.fragrantica.com/perfume/Maison-Martin-Margiela/Jazz-Club-20541.html)

9:00am Work at the Lumber Yard

5:00pm Make Dinner, and Read Before Bed.

9:45pm Music

Before I go to bed I listen to music to calm down, this night I listened to “Summer” by BROCKHAMPTON, one of my current faves, great for my morning jogs too, motivation to live the best day you can, I always have to be keep moving, I can’t stand still, I never will.

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