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lustinglilac · 3 years

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Hey love! I absolutely love your OA Zidan imagines & I was wondering if you could do a full on angst to smut one maybe? Idc what the angst part is centered around maybe where he's mad at the reader? but for the smut could there be a choking kink??? Sorry if this is too detailed or you can't do it , thank u !!!

A/N: I had a really fun time writing this! Even though it took me forever. I really hope you enjoy & thank you for requesting 💜

Warnings: choking kink, condescending talk, angry OA (but then fluff), some arguing, NSFW under the cut, 18+ ONLY

*GIF NOT MINE*

“OA... I don’t understand what the issue is. I invited Maggie over for dinner and Nestor just so happened to be there when I did. Big deal!” She scoffed, walking to her side of the car door.

OA tries to steady his breathing, sighing harshly before pulling open the driver’s side of the door, “The point is he’s a manipulative, selfish prick who has no care about who he screws over��“

“Honestly Omar, if you could leave work at work, that would be so great.” She states matter of factly. She fastens her seatbelt, smoothing down her dress before crossing her arms over her chest, turning to stare at something, anything, out the window.

“Y’know... out of all people, I thought you’d understand that the most.” He chuckles humorlessly, “I’ll keep my opinions to myself from now on.” He turns on the engine, the noise drowning out her heart beating out of her chest as they head for their shared apartment.

Minutes later they’d arrived outside of their building, silently getting out of the car as she held back tears. God, she didn’t even know why she was so upset. Maybe at the fact that they let someone as irrelevant as Nestor get between them? She had no clue.

“I’ll be in our room if you need me.” Once inside, she steps out of her wedges, not bothering to look back at him.

Omar contemplates going after her, his anger towards Nestor really getting the best of him as he replayed the conversation in his head.

Loosening the collar of his dress shirt, he took a seat on the plush couch, leaning his head back against it with a low groan.

She willed herself not to cry, stripping out of her short dress and putting on something more comfortable for the time being. She realized the harshness to her words earlier, pinching the bridge of her nose before making the decision to go out into the kitchen for a glass of water. And secretly to see OA.

She padded quietly down the short hallway, reaching the fridge in no time, throwing a glance Omar’s way before averting her eyes.

He watches her manuever around the tiny kitchen area, an amused smirk playing on his lips as she reached up for the glasses that were usually kept on the top most shelf, a bad habit OA had yet to break.

Her stubborness taking over, not wanting to ask for help as she reached as far up as she could to no avail.

“Here— I got you.” In no time, OA had been behind her, one hand on her hip to steady himself before reaching above her and effortlessly bringing down a cup for her to use.

She huffs audibly, “I was— I had it.” Taking it from his grasp roughly before pushing past him, or at least attempting to. OA was quick to trap her against the island before she could go anywhere.

“Really? ‘Cause it looked like you were struggling.” He hums, face neutral as he looked at his partner. “Are you done having an attitude with me?”

She laughs unexpectedly at the tone of his voice, like a mother scolding a teenager for being bratty. In essence, that’s kind of what was happening here, too.

“I don’t know. Are you done acting like I can’t do shit for myself and need you to help me every two seconds?” She counters, challenging him as she felt his demeanor completely change.

He takes his bottom lip between his teeth, letting it go just as quickly and leaning down leveling himself to her eyesight, “Sweetheart— I’d be careful what you say.” His eyes freely roam over her face, stopping for a moment at her lips and then down her neck towards her cleavage.

“Or what—“ Before she’d even finished that sentence, OA had crashed his lips against hers, tongue slipping into her mouth so easily as the glass nearly slipped from her grip before she set it down and kissed him back just as feverishly.

Her hands going straight for his face as he placed her down onto the island, all traces of anger and Nestor gone from their minds as he fumbled with the waistband of her shorts before ridding her of them.

She gasped as she felt the cool surface of the island beneath her bare thighs, leaning back slightly to catch their breath.

“Fuck Omar, I’m sor—“ She began breathlessly only to be cut off again by his lips before pulling back again.

He shakes his head, “I don’t wanna hear it. Not right now, okay?” OA makes sure she understands before unbuttoning his own pants and pulling himself out with a soft hiss.

She nods at him and hums softly at the stern tone he exhibits, the wetness pooling between her legs, a nice contrast to the coolness of the marble beneath her.

OA kisses her neck leaving a mark on the side of it, that she would have no choice but to cover with makeup later, as his hands grab at her tits.

“OA... fuuuck.” She gasps as she feels his hand sliding lower, slotting between her thighs, spreading them just a little to help accomodate him. He pulls away from her neck and looks at her.

“Need me to fuck that attitude right outta you?” He speaks so condescendingly that it makes her nod without hesitation.

“Yes. Please.” She whimpers quietly, thighs threatning to shut around his hand as he kept up a taunting rhythm, circling her wet clit before moving down towards her opening.

Omar smiles, knowing she was right there, right on the brink of cumming for him before he removes his fingers holding them to her mouth.

She pants, breathless, the expression on her face a frustrated one as she looks from his fingers to his amused face.

“Suck.” He presses the wet fingers against her half-open lips, groaning praises when she finally takes them into her mouth and cleans them off with a moan. With his other hand, he manages to rip her tank top down, her breasts spilling freely making her shiver at the cool air on her sensitive nipples.

As he pulls his fingers out of her mouth, he scoots her off the counter onto the ground again, bending her over roughly, tits pressed flat to the cold surface of the marble beneath her.

“So pretty like this... just for me.” He grunts, watching her wet cunt clench around nothing but his words of praise as she arches her back slightly, giving him a show.

“Just fuck me.” She mumbles, nails impatiently tapping against the counter as OA takes his time.

He rubs his cock up and down her pussy a few times making her mewl in pleasure as she tried her hardest to push back onto him, growing irritable with every swipe of his dick up and down her folds.

Her eyes roll shut as he finally pushes in all the way, leaving her no room to say anything but moan and whimper. She was speechless to say the least, until he hit that one spongy spot inside her that made her vision spot.

“Baby— ooooh fuuuck. Feels so good.” She eventually manages to pant out a few words, biting her lip as he kept up a teasing pace.

“Yeah? Right there?” OA teases, grinding his hips into her as his hand came around to cup the front of her throat, pulling her against his chest. His other hand found her clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts as her mouth fell open at the sensation.

“Omar, don’t fucking stop—“ She gasped, his thumb pressing softly on the pulse point right below her ear as she reveled in the feel of his large hand around her throat. She loved when he got pissed off, whether it was at her (rarely) or at something from work, it usually led to the best sex.

Her tits bounced with every movement as Omar sped up his thrusts, whispering about how he was gonna fuck her till she learned not to talk back to him. And she was cockdumb, loving every word he growled in her ear as he choked her. He kissed the side of her cheek softly as he brought her to her climax, her back arching slightly as he continued until he chased his own high.

They stayed like that for a minute or so, and also because she was unable to move yet, his thumb caressing the side of her cheek softly, placing kisses along her neck.

“OA... I’m sorry.” She sighs, pulling him out of her slowly, whimpering at the sensitivity and turning around to face him.

He lowers his head, pressing his forehead against her own, “It’s fine, baby.” He assures her, placing a chaste kiss to her lips before pulling back to look at her, his hands going straight to her thighs.

“You can always talk to me about anything. I don’t care— even if it’s the most boring thing in the world. I never want you to bottle up your emotions about things in your life, okay?” She nods, making sure he understood.

“Really? You’re gonna be sick of me by the end of it.” He smiles making her laugh.

“Never that.” She places her hands on his beard pulling him in for a soft kiss.

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hotdamnhunnam · 3 years

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Will You Just Fuck Me Already

Part 1 | Part 2

A/N: Here’s Part 2 of Will Miller edging the absolute fuck out of you!! 😋 Recommend reading Part 1 first, for context – Part 2 jumps straight into Will working his wicked magic between your legs... (though the first several paragraphs are devoted to a dinner date flashback inspired by the below gif because this man’s forearms are PURE FUCKING SEX 🥵)

Pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, dirty talk, teasing, edging, orgasm denial, punishment, dom!Will Request: This delightful anon request based on a premise from my Ironhead Imagine Ideas list!

Word Count: ~2.2k

... Continued from Part 1 [Read Here]

Will you just fuck me already...

Your eyes keep on begging him silently. Even though you know that dreaming of such a privilege is straight up silly.

Will thinks it’s adorable, really, how you thought he’d be making your punishment so quick and easy. He continues to smirk down at you as you whimper and quiver, every cell in your body wrapped tight around his little finger, already an absolute mess for Will Miller. Spread out on the bed, naked and dripping wet. Aching and desperate and needy.

There’s a look in his eyes that makes you want to die. Blue flames glowing in his gorgeous gaze, set ablaze as he contemplates all of the ways he is going to make you pay. Honestly might start a fire between your damn thighs. Jesus Christ.

You remember the same look had been on your fiancé’s handsome face during your recent date, all throughout the long dinner. Especially during the soup course, when you had been playing with your spoon and spilling on purpose, to slurp all the creamy white drops from your fingers. Will had just sat and watched as you shamelessly stirred up his thirst, his luscious lips curved up in just the slightest shadow of a smirk.

Reaching his right hand back, to rub his neck. Sitting there in his dark rugged button-down shirt—probably too casual, for such a fancy restaurant, but no one seemed to mind at all, because he made it work, totally nonchalant and natural. Always looks so good it hurts.

When Will started doing that neck-rubbing thing... it was no accident. He knows that you’re obsessed with his forearms like nobody’s business. You’ve got a whole kink. Masterpieces of muscle all sheathed in smooth skin, radiating such strength, with those visible veins running over the length... all that shit.

Watching him pull that trick out of his rolled-up sleeves, you almost lost it, for a minute. But you didn’t. Kept your cool and went ahead torturing him on your own terms. Unable to believe, yet so proud and relieved, that you had somehow overcome the power of his perfect forearms.

... But now the tables have most definitely turned. You’re no longer the one subjecting him to torment in the middle of a restaurant. Now that dinner’s done, and Will has you back home right where he wants—now he’s the one dishing out punishment. The fire in his eyes, watching you where you lie, so hot it fucking burns... damn do you have a lesson to learn.

“Remember what you did? At the restaurant?” he asks as his hand slides right over your aching wet cunt, barely touching your clit. “Dripping creamy white stuff from your lips... slurping every drop off of your fingertips...”

Shit. Fucking shit. You respond with a shuddering moan and a shake of your hips.

Will just chuckles maliciously down at your pussy as it throbs and drips. “You must’ve known how hard it was for me to watch you like that, hmm? Out there in public where I couldn’t cum?”

As he says that last word then, he finally grazes your sensitive bundle of nerves with his thumb. Just as soon as the touch lands, it’s gone. Back to grabbing your thighs with both hands, spreading them open wide to make way for the war that he knows he’s already won.

“Oughta know you’re not the only one who can pull some nefarious shit with your fingers,” he grunts, all dark and dominant. Of course you’re not the only one. Of fucking course. Will Miller’s fingers are infinitely more wicked than yours. “You should’ve known that this would happen after dinner.”

Well, you know now—that’s for damn sure. He’s made it crystal clear that he’s the fucking winner, and just how he’s gonna punish you for being such a sinner.

He continues, his every word making your toes curl, committed to ruining you. “...should’ve known what kind of punishment I’d have in store, to make you pay for being such a naughty little girl. When all you wanted was to get me all worked up, so I’d come home and fuck you hard and rough, right up against the wall. That’s what you love. What you live for. Deep down we both know that you’re nothing but a desperate fucking whore.”

Oh holy fuck—his dirty talk hits even harder than his cock, and you can’t think straight anymore. Simply cannot... he’s such a motherfucking god...

Hovering over the heat of your sex, he then lets go of one of your legs, slapping your thigh when you try to close them on instinct. A desperate attempt to create some friction and to scratch this impossible itch.

Needless to say, that doesn’t please your fiancé. “Keep your legs open, bitch. Don’t you dare move an inch.”

Ugh, you are so fucking dead... you can feel your hands tremble and twitch....

Of course Will notices that shit. “And keep those goddamn hands above your head. Don’t make me tie you to the bed.”

The filthy slut inside of you would fucking like that, to be honest, but that’s not something you’d ever dare confess. Not now when Will is so dead set on punishing your ass.

“All night long... you got me going while I couldn’t fuck you, like I wanted to, until we got back home... working me up when I couldn’t cum...” he rasps, keeping one of your thighs in his grasp, tight and strong. Slowly rubbing across your pussy with the heel of his palm. “Now don’t you think it’s only fair I do the same? I’ll show you how to play that game.”

“Will...” you gasp, senses so far gone that you’re stupid enough to say his name.

He makes sure you won’t dare make that mistake again. “Next time you say my name—next time you speak, without my permission, you dumb disobedient cunt—I swear I’m fucking done. Swear I won’t let you cum for a week. Understand?”

You honestly can’t even with this total god of a man...? Somehow you force yourself to nod and bite your tongue, your grip on consciousness just barely hanging on.

For once, you’re finally giving Will just what he wants: your wholehearted submission and obedience. A wordless promise to abide by his command no matter what. “Yeah, just like that. Keep your mouth shut. While I dish out the punishment that you deserve for being such a naughty fucking slut.”

And then the punishment begins, and your whole fucking world just ends. Honestly not sure when you will ever be able to function again.

Will Ironhead Miller really fucking knows just how to use his fingers. He knows your body literally inside out. Knows how to tease you with a touch that fills your hole and feeds your soul and lingers, long after it’s gone. To give you everything you want, and never knew you couldn’t live without. Until the day that he first claimed your cunt and took you as his own. Without a shadow of a doubt.

Knows just the way to stroke your clit, shove knuckles deep inside your slit, knows all the spots to hit, to push you past your limits, get you squirting like a spout. In ways that only he can do. Even while brutally reminding you, right now, that you don’t get to fucking cum until he tells you it’s allowed. You know you’re not supposed to speak or make a sound, yet you can’t help but moan out loud.

And all the while, Will now silently reminds you with a pussy-slaying smile... he hasn’t even started using his delicious dirty mouth.

“Remember what a bitch you were during dessert?” he whispers, twisting fingers deep inside you in a way that makes it almost physically impossible to fight the urge to squirt. “Putting on a fucking porno with that tongue of yours, you filthy fucking whore? Slobbering all over that spoon the way you swallow down my cock? You knew you were making me hard as a rock. So hard it fucking hurt.”

Yes, you remember. You remember taking pleasure putting him through so much torture. Knowing just how bad he wanted you, the way he sat back in his seat because he couldn’t take his eyes off of the view, watching you sensuously savor every bit of the thick, creamy, white dessert that you had ordered. The way his slick pink tongue flicked out between his lips. His whole expression screaming bitch, you’re gonna fucking pay for this.

You knew full well that he would live up to that promise. But you just thought that he would punish you with his ferocious dick, unable to resist, hurrying home to hammer into you the way he always wanted. Immediate rough sex really seemed like the only option, to be honest.

... Now you know just how fucking wrong you were. And Will is gonna make sure that you never pull that shit again as long as you’re together. Gonna put you through a night of punishment that you’ll always remember.

“Thought you could tease me with that tongue? You thought you’d won?” he taunts, bloody murder in his bright blue eyes, while he murmurs through openmouthed kisses all over your soft inner thighs, then moves dangerously close to your cunt. Tonight you may have started the war in the restaurant—but he is the one who decides when it’s done. “Bitch, I could do this all night long. Till you know you were dead fucking wrong.”

From the moment his tongue hits your wet cunt, the very first second... it takes every last bit of strength you can summon, to stop yourself from coming fucking undone. When Will Miller goes down, he goes to fucking town. He’s not fucking around.

Starts with sensuous licks, slow and slick, slurping up all the juices that drip from your wet pussy lips, while his savage hands anchor your hips in his dominant grip. Like he’s back from a war in the desert and you’re the first water he’s found. Like your cunt is a goddamn oasis in which he is fated to drown.

Then his talented tongue and loving lips start swirling and sucking all over your sensitive clit, and whatever remains of your sanity suddenly slips. You have no clue how much longer you can do this. God, you wish you were stronger, to fight off your hungers—you want nothing more than to follow Will’s orders, forever. Surrender. Submit. Don’t deserve to take pleasure, until he permits. You live only to do as he bids. This is why you exist...

So that’s the truth to which you cling, as he keeps on doing his thing. The closer Will brings you right up to the edge, the more deeply and dutifully you’ve learned your lesson. That you’ve not yet earned such a sweet fucking privilege. Not till he grants you that blessing.

“Taste so fucking good, princess...” he moans into your soaking wetness. He seems truly in shock at how long you’ve been able to hold off, sincerely impressed. Sounds so crazy in love, with the taste and the way you obey. “Sweet as always. But better than ever when you do as I fucking say.”

If there’s anything hotter than Will Miller dishing out punishment... surely it’s Will Miller dishing out praise. You could listen to your fiancé whispering these sweet nothings for days.

“You look so fucking pretty,” he says, staring up at your breathless face with his adoring gaze, tongue still exploring you in all the most mind-blowing ways. “Such a perfect little slut for me. You learned your lesson, babe? Think you’ve earned this big cock in your tight, juicy, sweet fucking pussy? Want me to just fuck you already?”

Holy fuck—reeling from what you heard, but not sure whether your master wants you to answer with words... you just whimper out loudly, all needy and weak and unsteady...

So he gives you permission to speak, finally. “Go ahead, baby. Tell me.”

Oh, thank God. Now at last you express all your innermost thoughts. “Yes—yes, sir. Will, I want you to fuck me forever.”

Maybe that sentence doesn’t make sense, but whatever. Fuck sense when you’re fucking Will Miller. The more he fucks you senseless, the better. You’re now fully convinced that you solely exist for his pleasure. His sex is pure fire and nothing can take you higher. So from this moment forward, you just want your sex god of a lover to bend you over, whenever he desires, fuck you every minute of every damn day that you spend together.

You have now learned your lesson and earned your blessing. You will never try to deny him again, ever. As Will settles into position to finally fill you up with the huge cock for which you’ve been so greedy... to finally just fuck you already... you know for sure this is a fuck you will always remember.

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anotheronechicagobog · 4 years

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Volomag and Vodka Part 6 Facetime

written by @anotheronechicagobog

warnings: swearing, mensions of xenophobia, COVID-19, quarantine

For Jay the worst part about quarantine wasn’t being locked up with Will, it was being away from Hailey. Intelligence had heard from her just as it was starting to get bad, that because New York was a hot spot, Hailey wasn’t going to be returning to Chicago for a while. This spiralled him into a mood, he was pouting all the time, looking at Hailey’s desk longingly, glaring at the temp. Jay had been staring out of the window, looking like a kicked puppy, and Kim was done. “Okay, that’s it!” Everyone in the bullpen turned to her, confused as she whipped out her phone and started facetime someone.

“Hi Kim, how’s-”

“Jay’s moping. Fix him.” Was all she said before tossing her phone to Jay. “Jay?”

He straightened his shoulders and his expression softened out the creases made by his constant frowning. “Don’t listen to Kim, I haven’t been-”

“Yes he has.” No one in Intelligence even had to look up, each and every one of them completely over his kicked puppy routine.

Hailey quirked her eyebrow at him in the teasing manner he loved so much. “Okay, so maybe I miss you a bit.”

He was met with a chorus of scoffs and eye rolls. “... Or a lot. It’s just not the same without you here, and you were supposed to come home a week ago. I know that it because of the pandemic and all...”

“Don’t worry, Jay I miss you a lot too.”

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“Do you know a guy who goes by ‘OA’ from your Ranger days?”

“Yeah, we weren’t in the same regiment but we were in specialized training together. Why?”

“He’s the guy I’m partnered with. He’s nice, but he’s not you, so I didn’t really want to talk about him. But today we were talking at lunch, and I guess I’ve been pretty standoffish with him, so he thought that talking about himself first would help, and I guess it did. He told me that he was a Ranger and I asked if he knew you and he remembered you vaguely too.”

“What regiment was he in?”

“27th.”

“Zidan?”

“Yes!”

“Oh, yeah, I remember him, he was skilled, focused, but he got a lot of shit because his family’s middle eastern, I can’t remember the region or country, but I don’t know if I was ever told. I didn’t ask. He was there for the same reason we all were, and I had respect for him we just didn’t work together much. So he’s your new partner?”

“Temporary partner.” Jay took a relaxing breath. Knowing that she meant it, she was going to come back.

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“So you talked to OA.” Jay felt a little guilty, but not much. He’d called some people, who called some people, who were able to give him OA’s contact info, and then he gave OA a call. It was nice to catch up but Jay was honest with the reason he called. OA had chuckled, “don’t worry Halstead, I’ve got your girl’s back.” Jay hadn’t corrected him, he was just relieved to put a face and name to who was working with Hailey. OA had teased him a bit, but overall just nodded at the worry in his voice and said “don’t worry, man. She’ll make it back to you safe and sound. She’s a great cop. She was a little rough around the edges when she got here, weighed down by something, but she’s evolved in such a short period of time. I’d vouch for her. I even heard my boss wanted to offer her a spot,” Jay sucked in a breath as his body went numb and started to sweat, “doubt she’ll take it though. She misses Chicago, her friends, and her family. She misses you.”

“Yeah, well, I needed to make sure that he knew what would happen if he didn’t keep you safe.”

“You didn’t have to do that for me.”

“I did have to do that, just not for you. For me. The world has gotten a heck of a lot more dangerous pretty damn fast, I needed him to know that you have to come home to me- us. That you’re needed here.”

“Okay.”

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“Tell him to stop yelling at officer River.” Is the only greeting she gets from a visibly cross Voight before the phone is straight-up thrown at her partner. “Hey there troublemaker.”

“He’s exaggerating, Hails.”

“I’m sure he is.” The sarcasm dripping off her lips was practically visible. It took Jay a moment to realize that he’d been staring at them and wondering how they’d feel against his or if he brushed his thumb across them, he shook his head before looking into her concerned, soulful eyes.

“How are you doing?”

“Pretty good actually, I mean I still miss you and everyone else like crazy, but because of the pandemic we were able to get a lot more intel on some of the perps we were after and less resistance because so many people in their circles are getting sick. We’ve even been able to make a bunch of high-profile arrests.”

“That’s great, but, uh, you’re not having too much fun in NYC are you?”

“Not even remotely. I can’t wait to get home to you.” His heart skipped a beat and then began to ache for her more. “Seriously, as proud as I am with my accomplishments at the FBI while I’ve been here, I’m really starting to resent this city. I just want to be home. With you.”

“I feel exactly the same way, I promise.”

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“Upton, something’s wrong with Jay.”

“What do you mean?” Hailey looked terrified, the last time something was wrong with him he ended up getting kidnapped and shot. “Someone facetimed him earlier, and at first we all thought it was you... But then his face just changed, it became cold, unreadable. He answered the call in the break room, but he shut the door and the blinds. Ever since he’s been walking around like a zombie.”

“Pass him the phone.”

“Hey Upton.”

*Okay, he called me Upton, not a good start.* “What’s up, Jay?”

“Did you know that Erin was working in the same building as you?”

“I haven’t seen her at all, but I’d have to imagine that she at least works in the vicinity of the headquarters.”

“Well, she’s seen you. And, uh, apparently, she was going to talk to you but then your phone rang, it was last week when Adam-”

“Bought the wrong kind of chocolate for Kim, yeah, that was actually pretty funny. Sorry, continue.”

“Well, she uh, she stuck around and just eavesdropped on the whole call. It didn’t sit well with her apparently, because she called me this morning. She was I don’t know- unhappy? Pissed? But it was all just really weird, because of how she and I left things, and she said that she’s going to be keeping an eye on you. And not in a ‘hey your friend is visiting my city? Yeah, I’ll keep an eye on ‘em, don’t worry’ way. It was in a ‘I don’t trust this girl around my boyfriend’ kinda way. And I know that she’s fluent in Voight, so she’ll figure out pretty damn quick why you’re there, if she hasn’t already, and I’m just really worried for you.”

“That’s not all you’re worried about. I can tell. Spill it, Jay. You know you can talk to me.”

“She was acting like I cheated on her. And she said she still loves me, and I’m just upset she thought it was okay to talk to me like that, about that. I know I made some pretty big mistakes in our relationship, and I know that at least half of the fault falls on me, but it just made me feel dirty, and angry.”

Hailey’s face had softened, and honestly, it just made Jay’s day a thousand times better. “I don’t know if this will make you feel any better, but my time at the FBI has come to an end, and I’ll be getting on a plane to Chicago tomorrow afternoon. I mean, I’ll still have to self-quarantine when I get back for fourteen days, but at least I’ll be home.”

“... So what you’re saying is I won’t be able to see you in person for another two weeks?”

“Sorry, Jay.”

“Damn, just when I think my luck has changed.”

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“I feel bad.”

“Don’t. Vanessa is fine, she’s been a good buffer between Atwater and Jordan, and Vinessa likes having another girl around. Plus there’s the whole Vinessa, Vanessa thing. They’ve been having fun.”

“I still feel bad.”

“Do we need to call her and ask her if she’s mad at you?”

“... No, she’d just yell at me for feeling guilty over nothing.”

“See? Nothing to feel bad about. How are you holding up?”

“I am bored out of my miiiiiiiinnnnnnd.” She groaned and fell back against her couch, pouting at Jay. He smiled softly, giving her a sympathetic and sad look. He knew how bad she felt, he wanted to see her too. He wanted to wrap her in his arms and just hold her.

“I’ve been taking the time to learn how to cook. Mostly with my grandmother’s cookbook, but I found some recipes online, maybe I could drop off some food for you.”

“What does Will say about your cooking?” She was smiling, knowing Will’s opinion on Jay’s cooking.

“Hey, hey, hey now, this conversation isn’t about him.” Jay was laughing, Will’s rants about his previously shitty cooking were widely known among their social circle. “I have gotten much better, I promise. I, uh, I’ve been learning some recipes that I really think you’ll like.”

“I look forward to it Jay, I really do.”

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Hailey’s quarantine was almost over, and Jay was buzzing on the edge of his seat. Before work he’d dropped by with a bag filled with numerous containers of food. Most of it was old traditional Irish food, but he’d tried his hand at a few Greek recipes, hoping to impress Hailey. So when her bubbly face popped up on his screen, he jumped up and took the video call to the breakroom. “Hi Hails-”

“I love you,” his heart actually skipped a beat and his nerve endings heated up “so much right now. This food is AMAZING. And you made Greek food. Keftethes, Souvlaki, Spanikopita, and Baklava. This was so sweet, you didn’t have to do this for me.”

“It, uh, it wasn’t anything special. Really.”

“Thank you Jay. And, I meant it. I love you, Jay.”

“I love you too, Hailey. More than you know.”

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BONUS

“Guys, guys-”

“What is it, Ruzek. I know that we’re all starved for something to do since the commissioner put us all on grunt work after our suspension, but you need to stop just running into the room like you have news, man.”

“Yeah, what is it this time, the vending machines got refilled?”

“Upstead has sailed, they’re a thing! I just heard them talking! Oh, come on, guys. Atwater, you believe me right? Rojas? Voight?” They shook their heads, wondering if Ruzek had finally snapped after all the pressure they’d been under because of their suspension and involvement in the Black Lives Matter movement.

“Hey, hey, everyone, I just heard Hailey and Jay talking about how they love each other over the phone!”

“Finally!”

“Hallelujah!”

“I’ll get their HR forms started.”

“Oh come on, you believe Kim and not me?”

#One Chicago #Chicago PD #fbi #OA Zidan #hailey upton #jay halstead #hailey x jay #jay halstead x hailey upton #upstead #upstead fic #Adam Ruzek #kevin atwater #trudy platt #hank voight #vanessa rojas #kevin atwater x vanessa rojas #kim burgess

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throwingideasatthewall · 3 years

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Clone Wars Shadow Warriors

Seas 4

Oh this- just screams edgy ... Whelp

So is Jar Jar an adult, now,? (Asking because before his characteri zation was force of nature to child

Now he seems to have his own personality.

Which is fine if you want to change some details for the sake of a better story, (Or to simply explore a new angle,). Aesthetic

Just. need to make sure I’m holding them to the right standard,

Okay,

That- was relatively adult,

Um.

Aight . . Well-

Wait

Did they just call Jar Jar away from Cou-ncil-

. I mean they are clearly trying which is some thing I do give credit for-

Though The Tone Is Robot- Ic-

(Though that might be int- entional since it seems to be hinting that this lady is practicing some kind of mind tricks on him

(Aka, he’s doing it under tox, because we don’t do suspension of choice in dra- mat ic Me- -dia,

S’up

What?

I-

H-elp

Screw my own accou- -ntability - See that was the correct -amount of emotion-

. Okay - Right-

Sus- (pic)

No one noticed the obvious people right there?

Like not even Mr. sus there?

[or are they just so kind that it’s like oh yeah we were just talking hate speech but go right ahead?

Logic?

There

Yeah some shit is definitely going on,

For sake of argument* sake, i’m just going to assume that his reaction to toxic behavior

*Account ability-

Any way

I-

I’m still going to try,

Despite you clearly saying you want understood

Because assumed authority - and assuming you know better than a person about themselves

Is totally ok-

- In this society

-[Cries in sad “accountability,” -of- war, ]

Whelp,

In- flue- n -c e

Still an adult-

Okay-

Imagine it was just a normal necklace and he pulled that shit-

[Ok for the sake of argument I’m going to assume the necklace is symbolism for toxic influence,

Being around it enabling]

It- - His voice voice dropped like - 6 octaves

Also I swear if they try to excuse him for his actions-

Mind over matter -Okay, so they’re not excusing him for his -actions,

Me- an - OK so it’s not naturally evil it just comes down to the users so that dude was still totally responsible,

Didn’t change - much

- Ha-Ha

Actual gas -lighting”

Also persuade, - Okay, good not excusing him from his actions, - Thing

The gaslighting goes deep - Also isn’t the Darkside supposed to be negative over involvement? - Aight- - - A-lone

Oh yeah that’s a great idea let’s just let the dude that just got gaslighted and completely fell forward go back into the person who did it,

👍

Genius

(This Jedi Council is fucking brilliant)

Gas- Light- Ing

(Note; Confronting the gas lighter is never the way to do it (Inter- Gen-) (Excluding accountability of the abuser (Gen-break Venting Pro- Ced- u re)

[as you’re usually too angry to let them get a word in edgewise And remain; in control)

With inter- gen productivity, They are possibly given five warnings before Being Kick ed-]

For the sake of argu- ment as well as simplicity-

We’re stick -ing with bas- ic-

If someone’s acting toxic with you, you reflect and you don’t have to hang out with anyone you don’t want to,

Logic

This dude is very clearly making it obvious that he’s willing to listen to this person,

And, enabling

“Cl-”

See he’s gaslighting him again because he thinks he can get away with it,

With no accoun- tability-

(Or the small bit this society believes in which is jail,”

Wr-

Oh!

Is he a Gungan Jedi?

Also,

You Don’t

SAY!

(The repeated Gaslighter who has shown multiple times to be toxic, Was toxic, (And prepared to use any means to subvert the will?

Prize for the most in competent Je di

Like, Serious- (Really had to put those two accoun t- ability- cells to good - use-”

(For matting issue-)

The writer just saving us the effort of him coming downstairs -all feckin- weird, and the obvious “should’ve seen that coming, “

? ha-ha

What?

Oh yeah no the creepy magical stuff wasn’t enough of a fecking clue in-

Appar-

Whelp-

He snapped out of that quick-

Like didn’t even need a reverse- mind trick

Good for him-

And - actual- nar- rative- -

Whelp,

Wreck-ing -house

Okay, but how do you think this is going to look to the general public like two Jedi,( very good at persuasion - mind tricks’ -just showed up, now they’re leader and said Jedi are wreck-ing one of their minster’s houses-

One who could’ve feign- ed lack of support for the war

Like if this is a set up-

the chips- are about to fall,

Da-

Okay, seriously how obviously evil, was this person?

Like we have a weird creepy room, The robots apparently hanging from the chandelier (eck) And the knife

Like if this person ever- went- through a checkpoint

Also, Oh-

That-

(That really does not look good,)

Bo-ss

Yeah, she clearly has medical experience,

(Also yeah that’s really going to make it better-”

Oh yeah the senator was seen trying to clean up the evidence-

Well the Jedi ran out full sword’s- a blazing

(Instead of you know the Senator chasing after him, While the peacekeeper stayed behind and tried to tend to the person,]

Great - - Or Not-

Well- tensions just got raised,

Of,

Ai. Ght,

Whelp,

(Okay, no way he’s totally not dead but sure-)

A-i-

Whe-

That- sucks- - Un- Con-cious

That- doesn’t tell me anything else-

Like; Critical condition?

D-usk

Li-terally no one else?

(Like don’t get me wrong I’ve been a pretty big Jar-jar fan ever since the change-)

But really, the Senator, the person that spends the most time away from your - planet

That’s the person, they trust the most?

Ai-

Hm-

Oh yeah just put on the deadly leaders hat-

The rese-mblance-

Not really?

I mean all humans technically look the same-

But-

Pretty sure Jar jar is a lot scrawn- thin -er

Also if they’re not going to listen to him as him they’re not going to listen to him as he pretends to be their (dead) leader

Also, please don’t go with the liar revealed plot,

Yeah no, they have completely different kind of light. tones,

The face structure-

Co-mpletely different-

Nope

-Dead

Di-ssent

Agree

I-

OK yeah I’m just gonna go over the fact, that as previously state, I am not a huge fan of the liar revealed plot-

-or lying

(No because it’s- unrealistic- - or there’s anything wrong with it

-people do lie

-maybe because of how overdone and poorly done it’s been,

-With the liar getting off Scott free without any weight

But I really don’t like this plot-

-And the skip button maybe used ad- nausuem- -

�� [Well- shit [for reference; I was using the skip button ad nausuem when I randomly stopped at the part with Greivous

Things just got a whole lot worse]

[Tumblr Refresh] -

Any Way,

Aww, That’s kind of nice the friendship and reliance the dude has on Other- Half - Yes ‘Boss Leoni’ when someone gets tox you leave- - In a - relation ship-

Also yeah he’s definitely not ‘Boss Leoni’ - He would’ve stayed and tried to take the tox

(Aka Jar-jar is less ena- bling, les- tox- And Doesn’t Take It For Much More. Than He Has To,

(He’s les -s

Dyfun. -c)

Okay

Good Job - Also - yeah how’d you manage that - That-

Didn’t get car ried up the chain of com- mand- - Then again Gri- evous has shown to be a pretty shit boss. - So I can’t blame these guys for being like yeah compl- ete stranger I will totally take a nap -right ,now- - You kinda have sticks- - [The rain is really nice,]

[is this the first time we’ve seen them use active particle effects for the camera?

Either way it’s really nice -

Oh,

They’re

electric sticks,

That makes sense

[- bet ter for Figh t- In- g-

Stop one 1v1 -ing- It

W-h

Again this is what happens when you 1v1 it and don’t assume accountability- - -

[Don’t fight a metal cyborg with metal sticks when you’re not prepared to take it, full way,)

I-

[I feel like this is supposed to be some big build up but they only shared like one scene where dude was completely silent,]

Like,

Sacr-ifice

Die to take someone out with you

[Great

Now

Ouch]

Are they actually going to kill off grievous because this isn’t look-ing too - good - Shit-

Dude- is still not dead- - How? - Whelp- - Oh, hey where the fuck did you come from,

I- Ack. Br-u- Tal

W-el

- Un - M - Plan-

“ damn it he messed up the script-, -Pal - patine

Cap-

Prison break-

Also yeah that’s probably like a vacation for him-

Given how toxic these assholes are - Ex- change - Damn Ship per-

Also screw the 150 or how many other sena -tors - Only Amidala - matters - A- ight- - Also, dude knows where everyone’s lair, Is,

Like he pissed off Grievous with -his

Now he’s just chilling in this dude’s sipping earl gray Or- Some Shit-

Him

Okay

Getting a little ahead of yourself episode- - O k

Hearing this, Skywalker doesn’t immediately run back shout -ing nope- - - Because, to my knowledge the speaking at room volume,

Not whispering and the distance isn’t enough to -explain it - Ai - - Wel- - There goes one min-ion- - Droids are apparently expensive enough to chastise Grievous over-

But sen-tient - beings are a dime’ a ‘dozen-

(Also gaslighter’s. don’t give a shit about you dear, God,

The Painful dramatic- irony-

*tra- gic- Wh- -Oa

Ai - Ri-

Wh- -elp,

You know if it wasn’t for the exposure earl- ier

I would assume they would think that the Jedi was just killing all their Im-por- tant- elected officials

Why?

Wh-at

He’s right. - But dude- that’s pretty ham fisted-

I mean-

How many episodes (and possibly seasons-) do we have to go- - - Anakin- is a dick to lanterns- - Also the random theme of the bots- coming out of nowhere- continues- - St -op- - Wh- elp-

? (He live?)

I-

Good Play-

Ah-

To-

Oh, yeah, He’s alive we’re not going to bring that up in any mention-able way?

Ike

Wh e l- p

Oh - That was -nice-

You deceived everyone and lied to all our people, you’ll make a great leader,

Or a great council/ committee leader considering that they do have an open position , Best

I like that they had one bad ass fall and had it replace-d by Dooku being particularly bad-ass - In his place-

In the trade off near the end really speaks to the frag-ility of war

I thought-

It was pretty al-right Though it really did seem like - they were trying to build up to something but the structure unfortunately just didn’t support it,

Which is unfortunate because they do seem like bits- that could’ve been nice

Like Jar-jar being a constant peacekeeper-

The underwater nations-

Wars be- tween - Those Dude’s

And that general guy - Who seems to be like he was supposed to be this - really big deal

[probably intended to do something massive in the previous arcs,]

But, here, all he did was that one scene,

[Would’ve worked better if he was like this Re- Public Gen- Er Al-

To the shark guy-

And Akbar,

Was just like the resident enforcer-

Or something to do with the prince

I think it would’ve really worked better with the concept of ‘being taken’ under, As well that possibly being a good contrast between Jar Jar binks And Char- If Jar- jar got promoted- With Char being eager at first but then realizing he just can’t- And Jar- Jar being reluctant at first but realizing he can-

[Note; assumed authority is bad, Just- some people are better at using it for venting than others)

Nope boomers vs throw- it-back, boom-

I-

And it really did feel like this episode -should’ve been the split one

Nearing the end- it started to feel like the 1st- part of a second ep-

Which is fine

Just cut- of-

Episode all around being al-right, with just several parts that didn’t make quite sense including the emphasis on the general for that one scene,

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sonatanotwo · 4 years

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does this mean Thunderbirds are go is over for good?

Gosh… this becomes a loaded question when it’s put into my inbox. 😂

As things stand currently, the show is finished. Rob’s message on twitter was the first real confirmation we had that this was it. It was really weird how it wasn’t until an HOUR before the finale, TAGHQ FINALLY said it was the final episode instead of the finale of season 3, as it had even said the DAY before. X_xa That was a hell of a weird marketing decision. But then ITV hasn’t really been very good at being straight with us any time.

Now, this isn’t to say it was cancelled… TV shows do just come to an end. Being cancelled is usually when crew even expect the show to go on and the plug gets unexpectedly pulled for whatever reason. Given the episode we got… it was written to tie a lot up, so it would stand as a good final ending… (But certainly, the door is totally open if they even wanted to continue.) yeah. This is no cancellation going on.

But I will note, Rob did say how in this business ‘Never say never.’ (Along with how he’d love to have more TAG too!) And Lee Majors did in an interview express he’d like to continue if it gets picked up for a 4th season.

These aren’t words of people who’ve been told that is most definitely the absolute last TAG/Thunderbirds thing ever. lol More episodes (or whatever!) isn’t on the table at the moment… but I think it’s presumptuous to assume there is absolutely ZERO chance some new TAG or Thunderbirds related thing won’t ever be made ever. And let us all keep in mind, Season 3 has also been yet to go to other countries… it may be done for the uk, but north america, japan, etc. are only up to season 2. We will have to keep an eye on who picks it up, because how well it does in other places might also play a role in what’s next for the franchise.

Basically, it’s all on ITV right now cause they’re the ones who own the franchise and have the money to fund these things.

They’ve just made a huge amount of new fans, on top of the existing ones and even created some new international fans too! I highly doubt they’re gonna just go and shelve it for another 10+ years. (Be downright idiotic imho >.>) Heck, even a few months ago the toy world magazine reported there was meant to be another wave of toys shortly… I’m hoping there will be some update about it soon. =Oa Cause if that goes through it goes to show ITV still thinks there’s an interest in TAG. …I mean, heck to partner with another toy company part way into a final season to make a SECOND toyline was very interesting.

SO yeah. We just gotta see what happens and keep making it clear to ITV there are people who want more Thunderbirds. Keep watching the show if you catch it on tv … if you like merch and toys… scoop em’ up XD And just keep being active and prove there’s an audience that craves more. The show being over doesn’t mean the fandom can’t grow… and again, S3 has a lot of places still to play which could bring in more folks. =D So yeah, I think that’s the most important thing to do right now.

Who knows what we could get in the future… Though I have a feeling whatever it would be would never be as TAG was… because I think the biggest issue for TAG was, as amazing as it was… using the real sets and models in combo with CGI was a huge undertaking. More than I still feel a lot of people understand and give credit to. I’d think if some new Thunderbirds (or even TAG!) related thing came along it might have to go full CGI or something like that, cause it would be far cheaper and faster to make.

ANYHOO, sorry for the long reply. XD I’ve had a lot of thoughts on this as you can see. XDDD I’ve just seen SO many being all THAT’S IT NO MORE ARE EVER BEING MADE EVER. lol And it’s like… yeah, it’s done, but… this is a franchise… it’s frickin’ THUNDERBIRDS. To assume the coffin is nailed shut for good I think is foolish. It seems pretty unlikely we’ll get another season (BUT still I would never say it’s impossible… if Rob’s sayin’ that, I can say that. XD) …but if ITV doesn’t look at it’s future options for the franchise in general, I’d be shocked.

And just… shit, if you told me even like 5 years ago I’d have a Dark Crystal series with puppets and everything, I’d have NEVER believed it. Shit can happen.

#~OOC Post #Virgil Mun Speaks #got on my soap box a bit even XD #Thunderbirds Are Go #yeah okay let's even tag this #the tl;dr is yes #but we have to remember we're dealing with a franchise here...#and you just never know #(sorry such a long ramble)#(today's been a long day)#(I'm so tired I'm just spoutin' words lol)

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secondgenerationnerd · 4 years

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The Day It Happened

I regret nothing! Enjoy!

It’s early afternoon when they get the call. Irey knows from the way Damian tenses that it’s time for Impulse and Robin. A studio apartment required a bit of special maneuvering when it came to hiding their uniforms, but they’re nothing if not resourceful. Her uniform’s familiar feel makes suiting up easier, even if the middle is a bit tighter than normal. She can’t help but steal a look at her boyfriend as he pulls on his tunic. The scars crisscrossing along his spine always send a painful ache into her heart. But now’s not the time for that.

She ties one of her boots, going to that special part of her brain before a mission. They’ve done this hundreds of times before. But Damian’s never knelt in front of her, tying her other boot for her. His incredible memory allows him to tie her laces the exact way she does. She frowns at the tight lines around his mouth. He’s too young to have such deep lines.

Her ungloved hands are so, so soft as she cups his cheeks, making him look at her. His stubble scratches her, which makes her smile a bit. “You need to shave after the fight.”

“You didn’t complain about it last night.” Damian’s tease eases her worry a bit.

“Well, Mr. Wayne, I was preoccupied with more important things.” She presses a loving kiss to his mouth. The familiar taste of tea and honey calms her more than anything else ever could. Damian pulls away from her first.

“I love you, nuri.”

“I love you too, Dames.”

“If we make it through this—”

“When.” She corrects.

“When we make it through this, I want to talk to about our future. About moving forward…together.”

Irey won’t deny the flutter of hope that her heart gives. She kisses him again, “I’d like that. Now, let’s go save the world.”

Once the battle’s in full swing, there’s no way to tell who’s winning. Nightstar and Green Lantern fly through the air, providing support to their friends on the ground. Nightstar’s bright purple starbolts vaporize the monsters easily. Green Lantern uses her ring to keep them in a contained area. Little Red Hood’s perched on a building, firing arrow after trick arrow into the insanity, letting her team know where the worse parts are. Superboy slams his fist into a monster’s leathery chest while a mutated Abuse chucks another through a wall. Velocity’s a blur, running through the crowd and disabling them however he can. Impulse and Robin have separated from the group, trying to find Heretic. Robin pulls her back as a monster crashes into the wall beside them. He takes it out with one swift strike of his katana.

“Fifty meters forward then hang a left.” Robin tells her. She nods, already moving forward. He catches her arm and pulls her to his chest. Impulse’s quick to return his burning kiss. Call it adrenaline or fear, but she just knows something’s going wrong. Her boyfriend pulls back, eyes hidden behind that domino mask, “I love you, Irey.”

“I love you, too, Damian.” She kisses him again before they move forward. Impulse goes ahead of him to scout. He’s just entering the room as she hits the wall across the room. She crumples to the ground.

“IMPULSE!” He checks her. She’s breathing and her pulse strong.

“Thought she could stop me. Tell me, brother, what do you see in the little whore?” Robin grits his teeth at the clone’s insult. After making sure she’s ok, he straightens up.

“It’s more of what she brings out in me.” He charges Heretic. They exchange quick blows. The Teen Wonder matches the speed of the strikes, but barely the fercocity of them.

“Tell me. What does it feel like to lose so much potential for such a pathetic reason?”

“Fuck you!” Robin snarls. Something goes wrong. As he brings his katana down, Heretic’s sword drives through his chest. Breath catches in his throat as he blinks. Shit. Shit. Shit.

“Pathetic.” The clone tosses Robin to the side. Doesn’t even bother to see where he lands, Heretic presses a button on his uniform. “Fall back. Our work here is done.”

The heroes outside have no idea why the creatures pull back. Only that they do. They regroup on the ground, covered in blood, guts, sweat, and grime.

“Everyone ok?” Little Red Hood asks, holding her wrist.

“As good as we can be.” Nightstar grunts, holding her bloody side. Nasty throw into a wall, but it shouldn’t scare. “Where’s Impulse and Robin?”

“I saw them go in there early.” Abuse points to the building. “I think Rob said something about Heretic?”

Velcoty presses on his earpiece, “Impulse? This is Velocity and the team. What’s your 20?”

Silence.

“Impulse? Do you copy?” Still no response from his sister. “Impulse? Sissy?”

“Something’s wrong.” Milagro’s words send fresh fear into their hearts.

The team gets to the top of the building as soon as they can. Maybe their leaders will be fine. Heretic got scared and ran off. That has to be what happened, right?

Right?

“IREY!” Jai runs to his sister’s unconscious form. Long red hair falls from her ponytail, painful bruises forming along her jaw. Mar’i kneels down and fells for Irey’s pulse. “Mar’i, tell me—”

“She’s alive. Strong pulse and her breathing seems ok. Where’s Damian?”

Jai stays with his sister as the group moves a bit farther into the building. They barely go fifty feet when Mar’i screams. Damian’s body stares at them. Jade green eyes glossed over, tanned skin unnaturally pale. They don’t bother to check for a pulse. The gaping hole in his chest answers that question for them. Jon’s barely able to catch Mar’i as she collapses, still screaming, barely able to see through his blurry eyes. Colin falls to his knees, staring at his friend with tears streaming down his face. Milagro doubles over, vomiting.

“Omega?” Oracle’s voice in their ear coms doesn’t soothe them like they normally do. “Omega, do you copy?”

“Little Red Hood here, Oracle.” Lian answers.

“Is everyone ok? Some of your trackers are off-line.”

Lian looks at the body before her. Her voice cracks, “No. No we’re not. We need a medic for Impulse…and a body bag.”

“Little Red, Who’s down?” The 19-year-old struggles to find her voice. “Lian?”

“Robin. We need the bag for Robin.”

None of the young heroes can find it in themselves to leave. The League’s there in less than 20 minutes. It’s a painful sight. Nightstar cries into Nightwing’s chest as Robin’s carried away. Abuse and Superboy watch their best friend leave, silent tears cutting paths through the dirt on their faces. Green Lantern and Little Red Hood barely keep themselves together as they fill in their superiors. Velocity and Flash go with Impulse to the hospital.

Linda Park-West meets her son and husband at the hospital. The doctors, having worked with the hero community before, get Irey to a private room before removing her uniform. The bruises from earlier are already fading from her body as they work.

“When do you think she’ll wake up?” Linda asks her husband, holding her daughter’s hand,

“I’m not sure, babe. I’m not sure.” Wally looks at his son, who’s refused to leave Irey’s side. “Buddy. You need to go get checked out.”

“I’m fine, Dad.” Jai’s body is tight as he stares at his sister.

“Jai—”

“Mom, please.” Jai’s voice breaks. Wally puts a hand on his son’s shoulder but doesn’t say anything. Linda reaches over, caressing Jai’s cheek. They know him well enough to leave it alone.

“Love you, sweet boy.”

“Love you too, Mom.” The family doesn’t talk for a while, letting the steady beeping of Irey’s heart monitor fill the room. Irey’s breathing doesn’t change. Jai and Wally wonder how she’s going to feel when she wakes up.

“Dr. and Mrs. West?” A young woman comes into the room. “I’m Dr. Sarah White. I’ll be your daughter’s physician.”

“Nice to meet you. This our son, Jai.” His parents shake hands with the doctor. Jai nods at the doctors, still not moving his body. “Is Irey ok?”

“So far, all the tests are showing that she’s ok. We’re going to monitor her over night to make sure she and the baby—”

“The what?” Linda interrupts.

“The baby. Didn’t you know she’s pregnant?” “No. She didn’t mention it to us.” Wally looks at Jai.

“Dad, do you think Irey would have gone into the field if she knew?” Jai looks down. Irey had been eating a bit more, but that didn’t mean anything. They’ve always eaten what they want, when they want, and as much as they want. Overactive metabolism for the win. There weren’t any other signs. This can’t be happening.

“Is there anyway to tell how far along she is? I mean. She’s a speedster, is there a chance—”

“We can do a full work up on her. Nothing invasive or unnecessary.”

After discussing all possible options, his parents make him go back to the tower after Dr. White’s visit. He doesn’t want to leave his sister, but it’s not up for discussion based on his mother’s tone.

The tower’s silent when he gets back. Not surprising. Mar’i’s probably with her family at the Manor. Jon’s open door shows empty drawers and an unmade bed. Angry music blasts from Colin’s room. He finds a note with Milagro’s neat handwriting on it, telling them she’s going to Oa for a few days. He locks the doors before heading to Star City. Lian’s at home, thankfully, sitting on their bed, face buried in her hands.

“Hey, baby.” Jai sits next to her and stares at the wall in front of him. Lian lifts her head, staring at the wall with him. They don’t talk for a few minutes, neither really sure what to say.

“The whole team’s out of the field until further notice.” Lian says dryly.

“Sounds about right. I’m guessing we all have to meet with Dinah before we’re cleared?” He asks.

“Yep. How’s Irey?”

“Still unconscious…She’s pregnant.”

“W-What?” Lian looks at him. He nods, tears finally filling his eyes.

“Yeah. She’s pregnant. And Damian’s dead.” That breaks them. They hold each other as they cry. Even though the tears will do nothing to stop the pain.

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esbarnes · 3 years

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Guardian Angel

*Set throughout season 9 of SPN* A series of moments with Gadreel and an OA female character. Norah Elkins is a legacy hunter helping the Winchesters. She becomes a voice of reason for the Boys. Gadreel can’t figure out what she see’s in him, but he is determined to find out.

Norah

Convincing the wonder twins, as I affectionally called Sam and Dean Winchester, that Gadreel deserved a chance to redeem himself was easier said then done. But thankfully Cas was on my side and once Dean had calmed down a bit we got Gadreel set up with a room in between mine and Sam’s. No one wanted to say it but we were to act as buffers between the angel and Dean. Anybody who really knew the wonder twins and myself knew that while Sammy was always Deans weak spot I was always his solid ground, his inner voice of reason. I’ll admit sometimes he didn’t hear me and neither did Sam, but this time I made it through.

It’s not that I had a soft spot the angel or anything, but I could see how he tortured himself and that drove him to extreme to do the right thing. Gadreel was just trying to make up for the wrong that he felt we had done, the people he had let down and in his case that was technically all of humanity. For anyone that is a a lot to carry and it also made him very human, even if he didn’t know it. His road to redemption was his own, but I could give him tiny nudges along the way. It was the least I could do after he saved Sam.

Gadreel

It had been a few weeks since I had been allowed to stay at the bunker, I could feel feel everyone’s eyes follow me to see if I was a threat, but the only intention I had was to be helpful. Norah’s dark green eyes seemed to hold no suspicion of me more like compassion or pity, I couldn’t tell which. She had been so quick to defend me, to step in front of me when Dean pulled the first blade and she was always there to point out how I could be helpful. I realized she would make a great guardian angel or even an arch angel. There were times when you could see the wrath in her. She had a switch between defending those who needed it and destroying the enemy. It was admirable.

I admit I had taken to keeping an eye out for her. Especially when on a hunt, not that she couldn’t take care of herself, she was a hunter after all. Her compassion and empathy had drawn me to her and I couldn’t bear to let her down. I wouldn’t add her name to my list of shame. I wanted to know more about her, I wanted her eyes to look favorably toward me and I didn’t understand why. So when the demon Crowley got loose from the bunkers dungeon I knew I needed to find her and make sure she was safe. Most likely she would be in the Library at one of the tables closest to the fire place, she frequented it the most.

Norah

Sam, Dean and Cas had gone out on a hunting trip and would be gone for a few days which left me and Gadreel to hold down the fort. I had just made a cup of hot tea and was about to launch myself into some research into the Mark of Cain when I got the faint a faint smell of sulfur. Shit, I thought to myself, most of the weapons were closer to the main part of the library and not in my secluded spot. Just then I heard the door to rooms open and Gadreel rushed in. He was panting and found me quickly, like he know exactly where I would be. He seemed worried. I stood up immediately and asked “What is it Gadreel?” He took a few long strides and was almost to me when Crowley appeared to my left and closer to me than Gadreel was. “Hello, kitten.” he said.

I gave him my full attention. If Crowley was out of his dungeon there was no telling what he would do. “I’m not your kitten Crowley, now how did you get out and what do you want?” Crowley seemed amused but I could feel Gadreel getting more tense to my right. I extended my right arm out to him to signal him to hold. Something told me Crowley wasn’t going to hurt me, but I didn’t want to risk Gadreel in the off chance that I was wrong. Crowley placed his hand over where his heart should be and said “You wound me, my love! I don’t want to hurt you, Moose and Squirrel would have my head, and I suspect dark and stormy feathers over there would as well. I merely want some company and a cup of tea.” After the failed trials Crowley had changed, but I wasn’t convinced that he didn’t have ulterior motives. “How did you get out of your cuffs?” I asked him as his hazel eyes scrutinized me. Gadreel took a step closer to us when Crowley raised his index finger up and said “Easy there dark and stormy, I think she likes it when I call her my love.” I noticed Gadreel’s knuckles turn white. I needed to diffuse this and quickly. “Crowley, I’ll make you some tea, but first you have to let me take you back to your cell and then we can have a conversation.”

Gadreel

I could feel this overwhelming drive to protect Norah and this demons innuendos of affection for her bothered me more than I could explain. She, however seemed calm. She had raised her hand toward me to signal that she had this under control, but I was not going to let her get hurt. Crowley then spoke again “Oh my love I’ll let you take me anywhere you like, I’m sure we can have some fun with the handcuffs to.” With that I was standing in between her and Crowley, ready to kill him if necessary. Crowley looked up to me “now, now dark and stormy, I was just having a chat with the lovely lady. No need to get your feathers in a twist.” I was just about to say something when I felt a hand on my grip the inside of my elbow. “Gadreel, it’s ok. Something tells me Crowley just doesn’t want to be alone.” I looked down to her at my side. I searched her eyes for a moment and knew that she was right. The situation aside, I felt something within me while her had was on my arm and she beside me. It seemed right. I looked back at Crowley and said “Where she goes, I go.” Crowley huffed and rolled his eyes and then said “As her guardian Angel as it were. Fine terms accepted, Shall we kiss now?” Still by my side Norah huffed. “Sure Crowley, I’ll kiss you with the kettle after it’s done boiling.” He responded “Promise?” I had an overwhelming sense to punch him.

#supernatural #gadreel #crowley #angels #demons #hunters

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ao3feed-brucewayne · 1 year

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Justice League: Zengera

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by Zylev

When Darkseid threatens Zengera, Danny, Elle, Kax and Kara head to Oa to ask the Green Lanterns for help. Little did they know that it would be the least of their worries as their ship was sabotaged and they made a crash landing on Earth instead. When the newly minted Justice League agree to help Zengera, they learn of another Kryptonian--Superman--and they agree to return to Earth after defeating Darkseid. Kax has made it his personal mission to tell Superman everything there is to know about Krypton. Clark just wants to get to know the family he never knew he had. Kara just wants to know why nobody on Earth can fly. Danny and Elle decide that the people of Earth, who dubbed them as 'ghosts' deserve to be haunted. Perhaps four new aliens on Earth would cause more chaos than anyone would predict.

Words: 4148, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Danny Phantom, DCU

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/M

Characters: Clark Kent, Danielle "Dani" Phantom, Danny Fenton, Original Male Character(s), Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Jason Todd, Tim Drake, J'onn J'onzz, Hawkgirl (DCU), Diana (Wonder Woman), Jazz Fenton, Maddie Fenton, Jor-El, Kara Zor-El, Zor-El

Relationships: Danny Fenton & Danielle "Dani" Phantom, Kara Danvers & Clark Kent, Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Batfamily Members & Danielle "Dani" Phantom, Diana (Wonder Woman)/Clark Kent

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Krypton Setting, Kryptonian Culture & Customs (DCU), Kryptonian Kara Danvers, Kryptonians (DCU), Kryptonian Biology (DCU), Kryptonian Language (DCU), Kryptonian Technology (DCU), Justice League as Family (DCU), Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Protective Bruce Wayne, Protective Clark Kent, Past Clark Kent/Lois Lane, Family Feels, Krypton is Destroyed (DCU), Post-Justice League Dark: Apokolips War, Bruce Wayne is So Done, Bruce Wayne Has Issues, This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things, Full Ghost Danny Fenton, Danny Fenton Loves Space, Clockwork is a Little Shit (Danny Phantom), Danny Fenton is a Little Shit, Protective Danny Fenton, Danny Fenton & Danielle "Dani" Phantom are Siblings, Danielle "Dani" Phantom-centric, Danielle "Dani" Phantom is Called Elle, Danielle "Dani" Phantom is a Little Shit, Dick Grayson is Robin, Diana (Wonder Woman) & Clark Kent & Bruce Wayne Friendship, Bruce Wayne Loves Children, Not Phantom Planet Compliant (Danny Phantom), This Is Not Going To Go The Way You Think

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2myKhOI

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

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lustinglilac · 4 years

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Cuffed

A/N: *watches 1 episode of FBI and feels the need to write for OA*

A huge thank you to @crushed-pink-petals for giving me the courage to post this <3

I literally accidentally deleted this a few minutes ago and almost cried. But anyways it’s back, enjoy! Also, I based OA off of literally one episode so I really hope I did him justice!

Warnings: 18+, pure smut, read at your own risk ;)

“OA, just sit still.” She giggles as she tries to pin his larger hand back up to the headboard.

“Baby, you have the keys for these right? These aren’t those cheap ass handcuffs from the sex store- they’re the real deal.” His voice comes out shaky as he tries to reassure himself that this was a good idea.

In the bedroom, he’d always been the more dominant one so to speak. So when she’d brought up the idea to him that he should be handcuffed for a change, he was hesitant but how could he say no to her? With her gorgeous doe eyes and her soft plump lips leaving kisses up his neck until he caved.

“Yes, now, give me your other hand. And stop moving.” She lets out a small huff of frustration with OA giving her a harder time than usual.

“I already don’t like this. I wanna touch you.” His voice straining, pulling on the metal cuff as she smiled proudly at her handy work.

“You will, just, not right now.” Her perfect tits had been pushed up by an expensive bra that OA had never seen before tonight. She scooted down his body from where she was seated on his abdomen as her crotch caught onto his hard one, catching his breath in his throat.

“Fuck, baby.” He breathed out as she leaned down to kiss him, immediately his tongue finding dominance over hers.

She pulled back slightly, a string of spit connecting from his mouth to hers as he licked his lips savoring the taste of her lip gloss.

“I’m really fucking hard right now, babe.” OA groans as she chuckles, throwing her head back and catching herself with her palms on his broad chest.

“Okay, and what do you want me to do about it?”

His stare pointed as she teased him, she knew exactly what he wanted but she loved playing this game even more. He struggled not to rattle against the handcuffs as he watched her descend down his body again towards his dick.

Slowly, she took him out of his tight boxers but not without tracing the outline of him through them, her perfectly done long, red nails looked so pretty against his tan skin and even prettier around his dick. He tensed up every bone in his body as she pulled him out all the way letting himself slap against his stomach.

“I think you should suck my dick.” OA struggles to find his breath as she stroked him slowly, precum lubricating him from the top all the way to the bottom of his shaft.

“And I think you shouldn’t tell me what to do.” She responds back with even more attitude as he laughs incredulously at her attempt to shut him up.

“Baby, when I’m out of these you’re going to wish you were nicer to me, okay?” He snarls, promising her that.

She winks at him as she finally takes him into her mouth, his hips immediately bucking up at the sensation forcing him down her throat a few inches.

“Fuck, fuck.” He breathes out as she hollows her cheeks even more, taking him deeper. She strokes the part of him that can’t fit into her mouth.

The handcuffs rattle again as he tries to sit up higher, “Just like that, yes, baby.” His groans filled the room as the wetness coming from his dick filled her mouth.

Jaw slacked, eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head as he resisted thrusting into her tight throat. His breathing becoming more rapid as he neared his release only to have her pull off of him at the best moment.

“Baby, you taste so good.” She smirks as she leans up again to kiss him. He huffs out a frustrated breath and kisses her halfheartedly; she knew he was getting heated and she wanted nothing more than to rile him up.

The handsome agent’s stomach flexed as she kneeled back on the bed, her fingers finding the back of her bra slowly unclasping it and finally letting her gorgeous breasts free. He admired the two small love bites that formed next to her nipple that he‘d given her the night before.

Her lacy thong was next as she peeled it off of her body slowly, OA’s eyes never leaving hers as she licked her lips when she dipped her own two fingers down to feel how slick she was.

“You’re soaked, I can see that pretty pussy from here. Let me taste you, beautiful.” His voice three octaves lower than before due to the circumstance he was in.

She whimpered as she spread her pussy lips open for him, allowing him to see her without actually touching her. His dick twitched at the sight, and what a fucking sight it was.

“I want you to ride my face, my tongue, anything you want, please baby.” He pleaded with her to let him have a taste of her.

She pretended to consider it and finally she got up again making her way to his stern face. She situated herself on his sturdy jaw as he inhaled her scent, making him leak all over again. She caressed his hair as his beard grazed the inside of her thighs. He knew how to eat her out, after all she was his girl for nearly 2 years now, and he would never get tired of her or her perfect pussy.

“Mmm, fuck.” She closed her eyes as he darted his tongue out, licking her like his life depended on it.

She decided to be nice and place a hand behind her, stroking his cock as he continued his assault on her with his mouth. His breath hitched as she stroked him, slowly at first and then picking up some speed. She was close as he sucked on her clit and then he moaned into her, the vibrations sending her over the edge.

“Omar! Oh, yes, fuck!” She shook above him as he continued to lick her wet pussy, his name being shouted from her lips only encouraging him. She got down from her high and tried to control her breathing, she smiled at the sight of his glistening beard soaked in her cum.

“I need to cum, baby, please. I’m so fucking hard.” He growled as she finally caved in since he asked so nicely. She kind of felt bad but at the end of the day, he teased her for hours on end when he felt like it so it was nice to be the one teasing for a change.

“As soon as I get out of these cuffs, fuck, I’m going to fuck you so hard.” He huffed out as his hands strained against the metal.

She giggled as he told her threat after threat, and honestly she was starting to believe it now. He would be ruthless if she let him out of the handcuffs now so she wasn’t going to let out for another few minutes.

She straddled his waist, finally sinking down onto his thick cock. The agent nearly lost the ability to breath at the sight of her riding him. She rotated slowly at first and then lifted herself completely off of him before going back down.

“You’re fucking tight, baby.” OA manages to groan out as she whimpered above him, she braced herself on his toned chest. He thrusted in time with her bouncing on his dick, their warm juices flowing down his shaft and down her thighs.

“Fuck, Omar. Yes, yes, yes!” Her voice broke as the sensation rose in both of their stomachs this time. The tight coil in her belly threatening to release just as OA’s thrusts became sloppier.

“I’m gonna- mhmmm, fuck!” Hot spurts of cum filled her up as waves of pleasure took over her boyfriend’s body. She was close behind him as the coil in her stomach finally snapped and she came for the second time that night.

“I love you, that was amazing. Now, get me the fuck out of these.” His breathing slowly returning to normal as she figured he would be way too tired to fuck her again.

“I love you more. Thank you for doing this even though you didn’t want to.” She smiles as she leaned over to the bedside table to pick up the tiny key, slowly unlocking one hand at a time. His right hand immediately finding its way to her ass as she let his left hand loose. She rubbed his left wrist as the ideas circulated in his head; she was fucking in for it now and she had no idea.

Within a split second, OA had her pinned down beneath him, back arched, ass in the air, legs spread to see the damage he had done.

“Fuck.” She breathed out as she turned her face to the side. She was excited to say the least.

“That was real fucking cute, sweetheart. But, fortunately for you, I’m still hard.” He pinned her wrists behind her back and with no warning, thrust his length fully into her warmth.

“OA, please-“ She was cut off by a rough hand on her throat, pulling her back into his chest as he thrusted relentlessly into her pussy. She loved the feeling even though she was still sensitive from a few minutes ago.

“Please what? Hmmm? You’re so fucking tight.” He growled as she fucked herself back on his cock, the hand around her throat tightening as her eyes rolled back.

“Right there, oh fuck, don’t stop!” She whimpered as he hit her g-spot over and over again, her pussy gushing at the sensation.

Without warning, he flipped her onto her back, pushing her knees all the way up to her chest as he fucked her even deeper.

“Feels so good-“ He hummed lowly as his thrusts became sloppy again, letting her know he was close.

“Shit, I’m coming-“ Her voice straining, the third orgasm of the night hit her hard, her back arching into his chest as he kissed her, swallowing up her moans as he came in her.

Pulling out slowly, OA leaned down to give her pussy one long lick, “This is mine. Forever.” He promised her as she accepted another kiss this time to her real lips.

#oa zidan smut #oa zidan x reader #oa zidan

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blookmallow · 4 years

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and now we return to outlast 2, where-

THINGS KEEP GETTING SO, SO MUCH WORSE

(i have... a LOT im trying to process about this whole section sorry for upcoming text walls. really nasty #blood / #gore in here as well though) (i didnt realize i was This far behind on liveblogs lmao i drafted this. a while ago and didnt get back to it until now)

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so i fell off the bridge (shock. horror. who could have predicted this) and right into the scalled village

what.............happened to you

fuCKING GO D

so it turns out “the scalled” are... some kind of leper colony banned from the town and left to fester and rot out here alone

most of them are just lying around suffering and dying, i dont know what the fuck happened to them, there’s some mention of like. wildly untreated syphilis/potentially other stds they’re being told is their curse for the sins they’ve committed but does.... syphilis do that to you. it might actually be leprosy i dont know i dont want to research this. all i can think about is when i watched jesus christ superstar in high school and the leper colony song where they’re all crowding around jesus all trying to touch him REALLY freaked me out for a while

i mean its like. probably a combination of disease left horrifically untreated and massively infected given the absolutely appalling conditions these people are living in (everything’s run down and full of blood and shit and who knows what else), starvation, who knows what they’re even finding to eat out here so that’s probably causing even more disease but still jesus christ

at first it just made me really sad, sure these people came from temple gate too so they were. fucked up cultists to begin with but a lot of this is like... result of longterm emotional and mental abuse and manipulation, some of these people might not have started out as depraved evil murderers, and like. nobody deserves to live like this. except knoth lmao throw him down here, but

so i thought maybe it would turn out that you realize they’re human too, they’re just in a fucking LOT of pain and maybe you can’t do anything to help them (i dont think there’s any hope for anyone down here at this point) but maybe they’d turn out to be on my side and do something to help me fight back against the leader who abandoned them, “the most absolutely fucked up looking people are actually the most human” kind of thing but uh. that is not how things went. at all,

ill get into How Fucking Bad this got in a second lmao but like

most of them dont really do anything to you other than bleed on you and beg you for help, some people lash out but thats like, understandable given the horrifying state they’re in, but

as it turns out, being the “scalled messiah” is a VERY bad thing, they went from occasionally lashing out at me to outright tracking me down to murder me to death which, like, honestly kind of disappointing

bc one of the things i liked the most about the first outlast was how many of the prisoners were clearly just victims too, some of them (lookin at you, naked twin guys,) were just evil and murderous but some of them were just very very mentally unwell (exacerbated by horrible living conditions and the fact that the people who were supposed to be protecting them and helping them recover were actively, intentionally working to make their symptoms worse) and couldn’t really be blamed for acting violently toward you, but

then sometimes there’s people who warn you about dangers ahead, people sitting in corners hiding and scared and wont hurt you unless you give them a reason to think you might be a threat, people just trying to stay alive, people who need help

but that’s. not the case here, and there’s definitely a particular kind of horror in “absolutely no one in this hell town can be trusted, nobody will help me, everyone here wants to hurt me and every time i think ive made any kind of progress it gets so much worse” (except that ONe guy who tried to protect me. im still sad about him) but. i dont know i feel like there’s a missed opportunity here. im not sure if im supposed to feel like the scalled deserve to be like this because of the kind of people they were before, but i dont. i feel like the “what the fucking shit HAPPENED to these people” horror is heightened by the realization that they’re people, and just kinda using them as attack zombies is. missing something, somehow. i dont know, i cant figure out how to word what i want to say here

i mean its absolutely fucking horrifying, i was scared out of my mind going through all this, and i still gotta give props to a video game experience that left me legitimately feeling like i needed to go take a shower and crawl under a blanket for a while

i guess ultimately with outlast im coming here to be scared shitless more than anything else and boy did they ever fucking deliver

ok im gonna stop bc i will keep talking in circles about this forever if i dont, moving on

WHAT EVEN ARE THESE GUYS, APART FROM COMPLETELY TERRIBLE

im guessing theres some kind of... inbreeding birth defect situation going on here but i cant even process what im looking at

that and its hard to look at them at all considering the only times i see them im getting murdered to death. my panicked screenshots hoping to get a better look later did not help

PRETTY SURE THEY JUST MADE HIM DRINK THEIR BLOOD,

how the fuck has my dude not thrown up like 90 times already. im glad he hasnt bc im bad emetophobia but outlast 1 did it so im honestly surprised that hasnt happened unless ive just forgotten it in the blur of nightmares im going through here

THAT’S... NOT GOOD

THAT IS REALLY, REALLY NOT GOOD

FUCK SHIT MOTHERFUCKING FUCK

i gotta say im impressed with how FAR they GO with this one, i have no idea how much game i have left but considering this isnt even the ending i am HORRIFIED to see what the fuck is gonna happen next

i mean outlast 1 has you getting your fucking fingers sliced off and whistleblower has. That Scene (even though like. it stops before waylon actually gets cut its REALLY CLOSE)

this whole time i kept thinking something would happen and they’d get interrupted, I’d escape somehow, they aren’t really going to have the player character get literally fucking crucified from your own perspective,

but then the nails go in

and you’ve got one hand literally nailed to a cross

and then they start the other one

and i was like, WOW FUCK, THEY ACTUALLY DID IT, BUT NOW HE’LL ESCAPE... SOMEHOW.... RIGHT ???

but they lift it up

and you’re hanging there

and for a second i legitimately thought it was gonna end there for him, i thought he was actually just going to die there and the game would continue with lynn or something (which, to be fair, would be a pretty cool twist, but i dont WANT blake to just die here like this)

ANYWAY!! FUCKING GOD, THAT SURE HAPPENED

but against all odds HE SOMEHOW DIDNT FUCKING DIE, and managed to find the strength to rIP HIS HANDS OUT OF THE NAILS AND FALL DOWN

i cannot fucking IMAGINE what that would feel like. i dont want to imagine it but i sure the fuck am now

i dont know if its possible to like. die from bleeding out in this scene if you dont find the bandages fast enough but it sure felt like i was going to

fucking hell i can practically feel it in my real hands i HATE THIS i HATe it

god. fuck. im gonna be thinking about this scene for the rest of my life i didnt think anything would ever be worse than the finger slicing scene in outlast 1 but this. i think this wins

wHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?!??? THERES SOMETHING CHASING ME IN THE SCHOOL FLASHBACKS NOW IM NOT EVEN SAFE HERE ANYMORE

WHAT *IS* THAT??!??

w OA h

i still have no IDEA whats going on with these flashbacks either, clearly his classmate hung herself and he feels subconsciously responsible for it because he didn’t do anything to stop her (though it doesn’t sound like he Could have done anything, and. they were kids), there’s definitely some buried trauma he never dealt with thats resurfacing now but

i still dont think its just a manifestation of trauma, because like. the recordings are still coming out as fucked up static, if he was just having really intense hallucinations there wouldn’t be any record on the camera, it would just be him filming nothing and talking to himself through a panic attack, it wouldn’t be getting consistently corrupted ONLY during the flashbacks so what the fuck is happening

COLA

DRINK IT

i m losing it its the cola machines from the first game i diD NOT EXPECT THESE TO BE HERE

what the fuck is christian salad

you didn’t think i would see this, outlast devs, you thought you could hide this on the menu board and i wouldnt notice. i did notice and i demand answers

NO!!!! THAT IS THE OPPOSITE OF OKAY THIS IS THE LEAST OKAY I HAVE EVER BEEN IN MY LIFE

WELL!!!!! OKAY!!!! ALRIGHT!!!! NOW THAT I’VE BEEN LITERALLY FUCKING CRUCIFIED, FELL DOWN A HILL AND STRAIGHT INTO A FENCE OF BARBED WIRE, GOT DRAGGED OUT HERE AND BURIED ALIVE, CRAWLED MY WAY OUT OF MY OWN GRAVE AND NOW HAVE HOARDS OF DISEASED ZOMBIE NIGHTMARE CULTISTS SEARCHING FOR ME SO THEY CAN DEVOUR MY FLESH, LET’S GET GOING, SHALL WE

THIS IS FINE!!! EVERYTHING IS FINE I CANT SEE SHIT AND THERES NOTHING BUT TREES AND BARBED WIRE EVERYWHERE AND NO INDICATIONS WHATSOEVER OF WHERE I NEED TO GO BUT IT’S F IN E IM DOING GREAT

#lucy plays outlast 2 #was further behind than i thought lmao but heres some more

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jesse-mills · 5 years

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Convenience Store AU

Quick summary: Jesse dies on the beach and wakes up in a convenience store back near Crestwood. A dimension in which Jesse has sick new tattoos, the OA looks like an actual goddamn angel, French is a nerd ass loser who's been pining for Jesse for like 2 years, and everyone gets to be happy.

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(apologies for awful formatting, this was so fucking long that I got tired of trying to make it read perfectly.)

ok so after Jesse dies it's just. dark for a long ass time right? but he wakes up to blinding light and it takes a moment for his eyes to focus. his first thought is "is heaven a 7/11?" and his second thought is "OH SHIT OA?!?!?" She found him passed out in the middle of the store aisle when she came in from the back room and after a very confused minute of conversation they realize that oh shit, it's the real OG them from the Crestwood dimension. so OA basically hires Jesse on the spot and Jesse has to help her get Hap (the manager, he's suppressed in this body but still a jackass of monumental proportions) kicked out and sent somewhere else. They do succeed after a few weeks (aka they get everyone to file complaints about him until he's relocated to somewhere out of state).

Jesse, however, has a Hell Of A Lot of new things to adjust to, the first of which being that What The Fuck, he looked in the mirror and he has fucking moving tattoos that Definitely weren't there before!! Turns out this dimension has such a thin membrane between it and the invisible river of the Between, weird ass shit tends to happen around people who have travelled through worlds. Jesse soon finds out that he isn't the only one with weird shit happening to him: the angels from the lab, especially OA, have some definite traditional angelic characteristics. OA has a ton of extra eyes on her face and neck and like. everywhere so she tends to wear gauzy scarves around her neck and ling sleeves everywhere. nothing can really be done about the ones on her face but she doesn't really show her face anywhere anyways so it's not that big a deal for her. Homer works at a patisserie in town and has extra eyes on his arms and back, as well as extra mouths on his hands (he wears gloves during work, don't ask). Rachel works there with him (and yes they're all in a thruple because. Oachel rights yo) and has extra vocal chords as well so her singing sounds absolutely ethereal. (She convinced Homer to hire Buck and Angie to work with him there after the OA told them about them.) Scott doesn't have too many extra weird eyes but his hair grows flowers and though he acts pissy about it he secretly really likes them. He works as the town's electrician and Steve apprentices under him. Renata tours around and always brings them back gifts from places she visits, and has both extra eyes on her arms that become part of her signature style (she claims it's prosthetics for the press) and a second mouth beneath her collarbone hidden under scarves so she can harmonize with herself.

BBA already works at the school and so knows them all already, and she shops at the convenience store for snacks at night during Jesse's shift and so is already close to him. She slowly puts the puzzle together herself, but in a very peaceful, calm manner; basically, she notices that he's acting different but doesn't throw a fuss about it ("I think Jesse's a different Jesse now. Hm. I'll ask if he still likes shortbread next time I go."). Lucky for Jesse, BBA and the angels all kind of adopt him.

Why do they keep working at the store after Hap leaves? a) it pays bills and like. they need to eat. and b) it's something to do, it's a normal part of a normal life that lets them spend time with each other and feel like they can finally live happy lives. Plus, Jesse and OA both desperately want to contact their home dimension and tell the others that they're okay, so the store provides a good space to do that.

and then French walks in the door one night because Olive Garden fired him and he needs to support his brothers and mom, and Jesse's world suddenly becomes a Hell of a lot more convoluted. French is confused when the pretty boy from school he was always too nervous to talk to looks up from the front counter and chokes on his drink; he's even more confused when Jesse stays bright red through their entire awkward conversation of "I need a job, are you hiring?" "UH. we are now. let me go grab the paperwork" (read: gay hyperventilating behind the backroom door for the minutes before grabbing the papers.) French is very concerned when as soon as he signs his name the paper just. crumbles to ash without any warning but Jesse just sweeps it into the bin and says "yeah you're hired, UHHH what hours???? work for you????? actually just come in when it does work and we'll get you started okay goodbye!!!" Of course night shift works best for French so Jesse has a mini conniption when French walks in the next night an hour after Jesse gets there and asks if he can start working Now.

French is a fucking NERD ASS LOSER in this dimension. so he's very confused when after a week of training almost nightly (hey, he needs to provide, yo) Steve, his old bully, walks in and greets him very nicely and apologizes for anything he did in high school (he does not notice Jesse glaring at Steve. he is also not aware of Jesse calling Steve the first night he came in and incoherently rambling for twenty minutes straight before yelling "I'M GAY" and hanging up. Steve was confused because didn't Jesse come out in like 10th grade to him??? he didn't bully French for being gay he bullied him for being a nerd ass loser).

French also begins to notice that things are fucking weird in this convenience store, and by that I mean he walks in one night and Jesse is calmly reading a comic book while one of the freezers is literally emitting fucking fire. ("Jesse. Tell me you fucking realize that THE FREEZER IS ON FIRE." "Yeah, OA said to just leave it. Scott's gonna fix it later" "But. But it's on FIRE." "Yeah lol apparently she's been workin on portals without dying and opened a hell dimenson? haha wack right. Just keep the door closed and it'll be fine.") He ends up calling Steve (who is being almost suspiciously friendly now under threat of bodily harm, and who is genuinely trying to be a better person) to ask if this is normal after Jesse tells very seriously after setting up "wet floor signs" that he should stay away from the soda fountain, OA accidentally fucked with it and it's biting people. (French, talking to Steve over the phone: "Yeah dude and then it just fucking crumbled to ash and he said I was hired. Like what the fuck. What the fuck." "Oh yeah lol apparently her husband's shop does the same thing. Btw tell Jesse to stop hoarding snakes in the cupboards behind the desk bc I'm the one Scott sends to fix that shit." "...........SNAKES?!"

Jesse has a weird thing with snakes in this dimension since he 1) found a weird tattoo of a snake with wings that just roams around his body as it pleases and acts like a pet (yes he named it Ramen Noodle. no he does not have shame.) and 2) realized that he can basically charm snakes just by talking to them. Friend shaped noodles. French walks in one night to find Steve trying to convince Jesse to "take them out of the cupboards" and after French cautiously asks what's in the cupboards Jesse just opens it to reveal like 30 snakes that he rescued from the cold (French yells and almost falls on his ass. Steve just sighs as Jesse picks up a ton of them and lets them curl up around his arms). OA does bi-monthly snake banishing (read: making Jesse go to different animal shelters to give the snakes away during winter or releasing them into the wild in warmer weather). (For his birthday about three months in she and Homer and Rachel find him an albino boa constrictor and Jesse genuinely looks like he's about to pass out from joy. He names it Theo, and for some reason, BBA tears up when he tells her and gingerly pets the snake.)

And the thing is, French is such a skeptic that he just can't bring himself to take Jesse seriously when one night about a month in he locks the glass doors and sits down to tell French very seriously that he's not the original Jesse from this dimension. Jesse realizes that French won't very easily be convinced, so he just does his best to flippantly include it in conversation in the hopes that it will slowly convince him. Even after French notices the moving tattoos (he was staring at Jesse's stomach when he stretched one night and almost yelled when a weird, almost tentacle looking tattoo idly moved across his skin) he can't bring himself to believe it, even when he realizes Jesse's eyes are a odd, almost shifting blue as opposed to the warm brown he searched for in the halls every day of senior year, even when there's fire and weird portals and a manager who has even more eyes than her husband (Homer comes in often with baked goods for Jesse and French. the first time French saw what he thought was a prosthetic eye on the back of Homer's hand wink at him, he almost passed out.). What finally convinces him is when Hap comes back.

Hap' s consciousness somehow came through after almost four months of wondering what was wrong with his old job, and when he comes back, French is in the store early just as Jesse is getting there and Homer is about to pick up OA when Hap comes in and points a gun at him. He's yelling what French thinks is nonsense, about a rose window and Prairie and how she lied to him, but he knows better now, he knows, and French is dead sure he's going to die when OA starts yelling back that he's wouldn't dare harm him or any of her friends. He can see in the reflection of the mirror above the front desk that Hap looks deranged, and it's enough to convince him of two things: one, Hap is about to kill him, and two, Jesse was telling the truth all along. He's about to do something desperate, kick Hap or try to grab the gun, something, when there's movement in the mirror and he spots something heavy swinging towards them. He ducks just as Homer creeps up behind them and brains Hap with a piece of scrap metal. The cops are called and everything is mostly sorted out-- Hap, of course, is going to jail-- but French is still shellshocked from realizing that it's all real, that Jesse died and came back in this dimension and that there are angels that act more like his parents than his mother ever has. It's a shock to him, but he gradually adjusts, and Jesse begins slowly filling him in on their old life in the original Crestwood, how they came together when a once-blind victim of a kidnapping came back with vision and stories, how he died on a beach on the way to San Francisco after overdosing on an old man's pain medication. Eventually, he gets the go-ahead from OA to tell the others and fill them in on exactly what happened. They reunite as they're supposed to and eventually become just as tightly knit as they had been. The Steve from Crestwood eventually joins them and while it takes him some time to adjust, he's so thrilled to have Jesse back and that everything is okay here that he's content.

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Hello! So now that got has ended I'm looking for some tv shows that I could watch after I'm done with my exams. Do you have any suggestions? I'm not looking for anything specific, although if you have watched some good period dramas, I'd love some recommendations. Also wanted to add how much I love your blog, it's really beautiful

tysm that’s so sweet!! i love giving recs so i’ve got a bunch that you might like under the cut; i’ve put a ♡ next to my favs

period dramas:

NEW WORLDS (2014)this one is a mini series, only 4 episodes long, but please don’t let that stop you! it’s about anti-monarchism and rebellion and forbidden love in the 1600′s & is set in both england and america. i cried more than once but the ending is so bittersweet and hopeful!!

POLDARK (2015—)i have a love/hate relationship with this one tbh. i started watching because of the main relationship but i ended up really into it for the side relationships instead?? the actual political plot doesn’t interest me but i love the drama between the family members. also i adore the women in this show, every single female character is well-written and realistic and you’ll love them all (even if at times you hate them). the men tho? the men are pretty much collectively the worst. “what’s wrong with the women in this family?” “the men.”

SPARTACUS (2010—2013) ♡i started watching this before i ever got into game of thrones but if you like the fight scenes in got, you’ll enjoy this! great characters, great fight scenes, great friendships. this one is based on gladiators who are fighting for their freedom.

THE WHITE PRINCESS (2017) ♡okay firstly and most importantly: jodie comer stars in this so you know it’s good. it’s also got michelle fairly (catelyn stark) in it though tbh she wasn’t my favourite character in this and i didn’t find her likeable at all. it’s not very historically accurate ofc but the relationship between henry/elizabeth is honestly the perfect enemies to lovers rep & always lowkey reminds me of book!sansa/jon possibilities

PAN AM (2011—2012)this one isn’t like game of thrones at all but it’s only one season and it’s super cute and has a lot of famous actresses in it like christina ricci & margot robbie. based on the adventures of a crew of pan am stewardesses, this is a good combination of lighthearted fun and chilling cold-war drama. an old favourite.

THE MUSKETEERS (2014—2016) ♡i’ll be gushing over this for years to come tbh it’s really just that perfect. the relationship between the musketeers is so lovely, the personification of ‘brotherhood’ really, but also the romantic relationships are really good too?? which for some reason i personally hadn’t expected. my fav couple is aramis/anne (anne is played by the actress who played roslin frey!) because the forbidden love & the respect and adoration between those two is just perfect but really every relationship (even the ones that don’t become endgame) are written very well

OUTLANDER (2014—)i haven’t watched every single episode of this one but from what i have seen it’s very good, and has some similar themes to game of thrones!! the sex scenes are epic, the main relationship is lovely, and overall its a very realistic show that features supernatural elements!

THE LAST KINGDOM (2015—) ♡i’m not going to lie: i started this series by skipping straight to 2x7 because i’d seen gifs of the relationship between aethelflaed and erik but it was so good i ended up going back and starting from the beginning! this show reminds me of ‘vikings’ more tham game of thrones but it’s not as gory and the characters aren’t all assholes. side note: if you love sansa stark as much as i do you’re gonna love aethelflaed, lady of mercia! she’s actually a real person but this show is based on a book series that looks super interesting! honestly the main character also kind of reminds me of jon snow

HARLOTS (2017—) ♡oh my gosh how do i describe this show?? the family dynamics are so! intricate! and! beautiful! honestly just stunning. everything about this show is s t u n n i n g. the costumes are colourful and vivid and honestly i’d recommend watching just for that but the storyline really does keep you hooked!! also: liv tyler and jessica brown findlay are love interests in this which is honestly a dream come true

BLACK SAILS (2015—2017)okay full disclosure; i haven’t actually seen this but i’ve heard very good things and it’s on my list!! it’s about pirates, i think there’s some queer rep (can anybody confirm??), and there’s lots of amazing women. again, allegedly.

dramas:

THE SOCIETY (2018—)i literally watched the entire first season in a single night so it must be alright, right? basically all you need to know about this is that a town full of teenagers go on a field trip & then return to find all their parents mysteriously missing and their town closed off from the outside world. it’s basically lord of the flies but modern! with some kick-ass friendships! and amazing young women (one literally teaches herself to be a doctor can you believe?)!

SHARP OBJECTS (2018)if you haven’t heard about this one yet idk what rock you’ve been living under but welcome back! this one is a m a z i n g but also hella chilling and the ending is such a shocker if it hasn’t been spoiled for you yet!

THE BOLD TYPE (2017—) ♡i always describe this one as ‘sex and the city for millennials’ but i’ve never watched a single sex and the city episode in my life so i honestly don’t know how accurate that is?? but it’s about a group of 20-something year old women who are best friends and work mates and they love each other so much?? the relationship between the girls is my favourite thing about the show but the show honestly tackles a lot of relevant issues; trump, age gaps, queer rep, immigration, racism, etc. i can’t recommend this enough!

CODE BLACK (2015—2018) ♡you know those episodes in greys anatomy where everything is life-or-death and you’re on edge for the whole episode? that’s basically every single episode of code black. this is hands-down one of my most rewatched shows ever. i love medical dramas and this one balances well written characters with action-packed medical miracles so honestly what’s not to like??

A DISCOVERY OF WITCHES (2018—)okay admittedly the only reason i watch this show is because of the main couple but i can’t help it when they’re just so gosh-darn cute!! they love each other so god damned much! i wasn’t completely sold on this straight away but by ep 3 i was HOOKED. if you like supernatural romances/dramas that are more mature than your usual cw show, this one is a good choice!

THE OA (2016—) ♡i can’t even put into words how much i adore this?? but also: it will confuse THE SHIT out of you. no matter how smart you are, this one will leave you scratching your head. basically: a group of people who’ve had near-death experiences get kidnapped and experimented on. it’s not as brutal as it sounds, in fact the show is exceptionally beautiful, but it does deal with some hard themes and the good guys don’t always win.

12 MONKEYS (2015—2018)do you like time travel? do you like forbidden and yet totally-still-devoted-to-one-another-anyway love? then this is the show for you! this one is dark and gritty and deals pretty realistically with the concept of time travel & self-sacrifice and what people will give up to create a better world. it’s got a happy ending & you wont regret watching!

THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE (2018)oh this one will make you cry. in a good way though! long story short a family grows up in a haunted house and it affects them in ways they cannot imagine. it’s hauntingly beautiful and poetic and everybody should watch it at least once imo

comedies:

THE MARVELOUS MRS MAISEL (2017—)okay so this one counts as a period drama as well but it’s about a COMEDIAN so i put it in the comedy section lol. okay so long story short, a woman is left by her husband, she’s worth 1000 of him & everybody else knows it because you seriously can’t help falling in love with this woman but ofc there’s period-typical sexism she has to face as she struggles with being a single woman, a single mother, and an up-and-coming comedian. def recommend.

SANTA CLARITA DIET (2017—2019)drew barrymore is a zombie!! who lives a normal life but also eats people!! it’s only weird for the first couple of eps. the family dynamics are snarky and witty and they manage to make gore funny?? honestly this entire show is legit laugh-out-loud darkly hilarious.

#if you like any of these & want some recs that are similar please feel free to send another message!#i've got some movies you might like as well #cool ask tag

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“If you watch RuPaul’s Drag Race, or have seen the 21st season of Celebrity Big Brother UK, or have dipped into The Bi Life, or the Australian version of Dancing with the Stars – fuck it, if you have ever directed your eyes towards a screen – you should be well-acquainted with Courtney Act, the drag queen, pop singer and reality TV personality.

If you’ve never heard of Courtney Act, then she’s best described as a mixture of Barbie, Britney and a Beverly Hills housewife who sneaks a few Valium before throwing an elaborate dinner party. She’s also incredibly switched-on. When she was on CBB – as her non-drag self Shane Jenek – she spent a lot of time and energy educating the older, more clueless housemates on things like sexual fluidity and transgender issues. During convos that would have caused most people to scream “who IS she?” in the diary room, Shane spoke calmly but firmly. She eventually won the show.

Now, as you may know, we have this column called ‘Smash Hits and Superstars’, which is basically when we ring up famous people and ask their opinion on a bunch of new tracks. In the past, we’ve forced Tom Jones to listen to SOPHIE, had Zara Larsson talking about Little T, and got Idris Elba bang into Sleaford Mods. So as a fan of both RuPaul’s Drag Race and Courtney Act herself, I thought I’d ring her up and ask her opinion on “Old Town Road” obviously, one of Madonna’s latest single and many more.

Because she’s Courtney Act – AKA frighteningly well put together, seemingly always in control, never a fake eyelash out of place – the first thing she told me after picking up the phone was that she’d “read the brief and done the homework”. The phone line was a little crackly, but I’m pretty sure I could hear the rustle of paper in the background (notes?) and occasionally she’d pause our interview to watch a certain music video again, just to be sure of her observations. Here’s what she had to say.

VICE: How you doing Courtney? Courtney Act: Very good. I’m in California right now, and last night my DJ friend gave me marijuana edibles. So I was laying in bed afterwards and it was the perfect place to experience this wide berth of popular music.

Edibles fuck me up. The thing is, in California it’s legal and you can buy it in shops with like 5mg – otherwise people have so many horrible stories. It needs to be measured out in little doses.

You’re right. I don’t trust my immediate circle to do that. But I’m glad you listened to these tracks under those circumstances. Shall we start with “Old Town Road”? That track is everywhere at the moment, even I’m getting sick of it. I wrote notes but I’m trying to remember which one… oh yes. Well, it’s a far cry from “Achy Breaky Heart” which is probably a good thing because the world’s moved on from that, even though we love a classic.

We do love a classic. There’s a really cool bass line, and it totally all works together. I was laying in bed rocking out to this interesting collab. The only thing was, there was a fade out. Call me old fashioned, but I love songs that end. As a songwriter, I feel like you put a fade out when you can’t work out how to end a song.

I hear you. Maybe I agree? It doesn’t feel so satisfying. What about the Madonna track, are you a fan? I am a Madonna fan. I didn’t know this new song was coming. I heard that she was performing at the Billboard Awards, and I heard she’s spent $5 million of her own money on the performance. I feel like she is… serious about this. I watched the music video and listened to the song, and my first observation was that Madonna says “one, two, cha cha cha”. Now, a cha cha starts on a “two”. It goes “two, three, cha cha cha”. Now that I’m a boring dance aficionado, I can let you in on that.

Shit, someone needs to let her know before the Billboard performance. Or is it too late? I know! “MADGE! YOU LOOK LIKE YOU’VE NEVER CHA CHA-ED BEFORE!” I have an important question though… in the music video, does she suck [Maluma’s] toe?

Wait, what… when? She was like, going down on his toes… ‘I was like, what is she sucking on?!’ [Pauses to check the video] Oh my god, there it is! Okay, it happens at 3 minutes and 5 seconds. She’s definitely sucking something. It looks like… a penis? I remember watching it and thinking, this isn’t normal. For PornHub maybe, but for YouTube? She’s got an eye patch on, and a glass of champagne… she’s multitasking. Why is nobody talking about this?

Did you like the FKA twigs one? With the pole dancing? It’s so beautiful. And her voice and the sounds that her breath makes is so detailed. I wouldn’t be surprised if it popped up inOA, that Netflix show.

Can you pole dance? I haven’t tried pole dancing, but I did meet an ex boyfriend while I was swinging around a pole in a club. I looked across and I saw this cute boy and was like *giggles*. That was back in 2006.

I’m surprised there was never a pole dancing challenge on Drag Race. Or not to my memory… Yeah I don’t think there has been, even though it seems like an obvious choice? Maybe it was too hard. Pole dancing is way harder than it looks.

Very true. I’m also interested to hear your thoughts on the Stormzy track “Vossi Bop” as a non-Londoner. I’m a big fan of Stormzy. I first heard Stormzy when he featured on the Little Mix track “Power”, which I was in the music video for. And then his BRITs performance… I cry every time I watch that performance, when he starts calling out Theresa May and speaking about Grenfell. It gives me goosebumps every time and makes me feel emotional. I love it when artists comment on society in such a strong and direct way. It’s so cool. I love grime. Or is it grimes? Single or plural?

Grime. Single. I’ll let you off because you’re Australian. I’m going to sound real, I’m not going to pretend I know what I’m talking about… but grime has such a unique flavour. Which is why – to side step for a second – I’m excited about Drag Race UK. Because when a new culture brings a new flavour to a style, something exciting happens. Some of the lyrics in Stormzy’s track I had to re-listen to. I’m guessing the Vossi Bop is that head noddy dance.

I guess you were in CBB UK, so it’s not like British culture is completely alien to you, right? Yeah, and I’ve been living in London since March last year. It’s been a culture immersion for me, which has been really fun. I love it. At the moment my plan is to continue living here.

We’ve only got five minutes left I think, so let’s chat about “Bad Guy” by Billie Eilish. What are your thoughts? Is this the one that was… let me check my notes. Oh yeah, this song. Some songs are like 'look at me, I’m a song!’ But this one is so intimate and minimal and cool that it commands your attention.

If you had to lip synch this for your legacy, could yo manage to do it? With something so lowkey? God, there would be a lot of pointing and using my mouth, like Coco Montrese did, where she pointed at her mouth and articulated every single word, letting the judges know she knew all the lyrics. At times, this track is a bit like music and ASMR combined. The song is so simple it doesn’t even care if you listen to it, it’s so cool.

Do you ever watch ASMR videos on YouTube? Only to find out what ASMR was. Oddly, something about it does make sense to me, because I like meditating. And the meditating I do focusses on the sensation of your breath, and the sensation of your body. And I guess people listen to it because the sound creates tingles on their body and it helps them relax, so when I put on an ASMR video, I was like 'Oh my god, the quietness of it all, is kind of like meditating? In a way?’

I personally love the ones where you’re pretending to have your hair cut. I love having my hair cut, I find the experience relaxing. The sound of scissors snipping around my head. So you put headphones on and can hear the scissors? I have to try that. I feel like I’d be really worried though, like “how much are you cutting off?!” I’ll put a wig on. How are you going to spend the rest of the day? Go for a hike, eat something vegan.

So LA. Thanks for chatting Courtney.

Courtney’s interview with Vice - May 7, 2019

#ca interview #07.05.19 #courtney act #rupaul's drag race #rpdr

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This weeks comics?

So much to cover, and just so we’re all clear upfront, SPOILERS ahead.

Sideways Annual #1: I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to forgive the cover for simply reading “All-out Action, guest-starring Superman” rather than the declaration of “The Champion of the Oppressed is BACK–JUST WHEN THE WORLD NEEDS HIM MOST!” it demanded, but otherwise what a delightful comic. It’s a mess in so many ways given Morrison’s working with what DiDio laid down for him (which he seems to demonstrate hilarious contempt for when he almost literally drops a bridge on the no-hoper who’d been set up as the arc villain before he can do anything) and jumping on mid-stream to boot, but it’s basically just an extended excuse for him to put dialogue in Superman and the Seven Soldiers’ mouths again and remind everyone how rad his takes on them are, and thereby shame us for abandoning the former. Plus give us a taste of what his voice for Spider-Man would be, which it turns out is a perfectly fine one in spite of his past professed skepticism that he could pull it off. And above all to assure us with a smile and the proper send-off (a particularly satisfying one for me personally given my arachnophobia) we never got before that even if we never see our pal cop-punching, bank-busting, casual Fridays Superman again, he’ll be out there, along with all the other cast-off good Superman ideas, helping out wherever he can.

Also, who else caught the nudge and wink about the Tailor, and how that tells devoted Seven Soldiers fans just how much of role Morrison really played in saving his take on Superman?

Batman #60: Batman is…Batman is weird lately. I honestly don’t have anything else to say about this issue, except that the bit with Alfred cleaning was obviously killer.

The Unexpected #6: So Ronan Cliquet is bad, right? Like, we can all agree that dude is just bringing nothing to the table? I’ve never seen pages so plain look so simultaneously cramped and barren. This book has been such a damn disappointment: clearly promises were made about how much space Orlando would have to work on this that have been entirely broken, he’s cutting past what was clearly intended to be dozens of issues of buildup and fleshing-out of the concept to the grand finale, and he’s already obviously and understandably checked out. This should have been one of those “hey, you never heard of _____, but it was quietly one of DC’s best books for awhile there!” titles you learn about 20 years after the fact, but it was stillborn and unable to explore even the slightest sliver of its potential. It’s almost reached a point where it can make me think its coming conclusion is a mercy killing, but then, said conclusion is the problem.

Justice League #11: The debut of the Super-eyepatch! Otherwise, while it’s definitely not my favorite issue thus far of Snyder’s Justice League, it might be the one that feels the most well-realized in terms of getting his vision on the page thanks to Francis Manapul. I desperately hope he sticks on the book past Drowned Earth, because as much as I absolutely love what Jorge Jimenez and Jim Cheung are doing, his vision feels the most in line with the, as Snyder put it, ‘magisterial’ tone this title is going for a lot of the time.

The Green Lantern #1: Not my favorite Morrison title of the week in spite of its lack of clutter and outside influence, to the point where I’d honestly say it initially left me pretty cold, but much as with Morrison’s last major #1 in Action Comics, a reread did wonders for me once I knew what sort of tone I’d be grappling with. I do think it was oddly structured in a way that didn’t benefit it, leading with the mundane-flavored-with-cosmic with the alien beat cops rather than Hal’s more grounded perspective leading into the awe-inspiring, but given it sets up an immediate contrast with his ‘civilian life’, I’d call it a calculated risk that didn’t quite pay off. Hal himself is interestingly realized, this blunt, bored dude who only really comes alive when he’s on the clock, who’s as hyper-competent at his job as you’d think the Greatest Green Lantern Of Them All would be but almost seems to be sleepwalking through his days. It’s when we reach Oa with the mission statement for the Corps that the book really comes together, meshing up the beautiful design sense, an evocation of some of Morrison’s past recurring themes and elements, and raw high concept into the most powerful evocation of the basic idea of Green Lantern’s Deal I’ve ever read. And Liam Sharp mostly does justice by it; I know some find his style off-putting and his anatomy wonky, but he sells the what-if-GL-was-a-2000AD-strip sensibility, and his work has a framing and structure and a tangible, doughy 3Dishness that recalls the flavor of some of Morirson’s best prior collaborations. Not that, to be clear, I don’t think plenty of those prior collaborators couldn’t have done a much better job with this, but I think this’ll pan out just fine.

On top of that a couple minor notes: I suspect David Uzumeri might have been right regarding the possibility that this could be the book where Morrison delves into the basic question of whether superheroes are by nature cops, and thereby police brutality (Maxim Tox and Hal himself both have some startlingly severe moments in here) and the moral feasibility of the whole business. Rather than rethinking his process in his time away, Morrison’s storytelling tics are as prominently on display here as just about anything he’s ever done. And I was genuinely shocked to see the acknowledgement of Manhattan in here - a landmark chapter in The Last War In Albion in the making if ever there was one - right alongside addressing Snyder’s Justice League, making this to my knowledge the only book in the company’s lineup to acknowledge both contenders to the throne of DC’s current actual Important Cosmic-Scale Story. I suppose Lantern is the place where that makes sense, but both bring interesting elements of their own, as with the Source Wall Morrison’s going right on in and acknowledging how other creators have brought his ideas and spirit to the forefront of the DCU in the last several years, and with Manhattan, having a Grant Morrison DC Comic acknowledge the presence of Watchmen characters as parts of the grand scheme of things makes that whole bizarre business feel real in a way even Doomsday Clock itself hasn’t for me.

Adventures of the Super Sons #4: What a charmer! I harped a lot on Pete Tomasi by and large sucking on Superman, because by and large he sucked on Superman, but put that dude on just the right project to play into his strengths and he absolutely shines.

The Dreaming #3: Wound up in my pull file since I’d unsubscribed so recently, and decided to give it one last chance. It’s pretty and confident in what it’s doing and I’m sure lots of people are rightfully getting a lot out of it, but I’m not one of them and it won’t be getting another shot.

Border Town #3: It feels odd to think this given how much positive attention it’s been getting and how well it’s sold for a modern Vertigo book, but Border Town absolutely still feels like the sleeper hit of 2018. It so feels like the sort of comic that I usually can acknowledge the quality of but doesn’t do it for me personally, so I keep picking it up expecting to not quite gel with a given issue, but each time I’m dead damn wrong. It’s brimming with energy and personality on every level, and it’s still early enough that I can’t possibly recommend enough that anyone who hasn’t given it a chance yet jump onboard.

The Wicked + The Divine: The Funnies: Speaking of titles that I can acknowledge the quality of but rarely do it for me, I’ve followed W + D from the beginning on the understanding that the fairly subdued joys I take from it on a month-by-month basis will be eclipsed by the scale of my love for it on a full reread, as was the case with the team’s Young Avengers. But boy did this one buck that trend, because it was a hoot. Honestly couldn’t tell you which was my favorite short, because like half the book is made up of front-runners.

Death of the Inhumans #5: Because Death of Some Inhumans, But Don’t Worry Not Any of the Good Ones, Other than Maximus wouldn’t have shifted as much copy. Donny Cates is establishing himself as a solid mid-tier superhero writer alongside your Tim Seeleys and James Tynions, and Ariel Olivetti’s a treat, but I have to call this one a miss.

Shatterstar #2: As I expected it didn’t grab me as much as the first issue since the tenants aren’t front-and-center, but I’m still digging it to a truly startling extent!

Marvel Knights #1: Okay? I mean, I liked it (aside from the unbelievably poorly-chosen ‘I can sort of see even though I’m blind’ line - had to be a dozen better ways of putting that), but aside from that it’s gritty and involves some of the characters with notable history in the imprint, I have no idea why this is the Marvel Knights 20th Anniversary book as opposed to just a random Marvel miniseries that I suppose could be published under that imprint if you wanted. The conceit feels so odd for the intended purpose.

The Immortal Hulk #8: This book is SO FUCKING GOOD ALL OF THE TIME AT EVERYTHING AND YOU ALL NEED TO BUY IT AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT IT. CHRIST. Still the best super-shit on the stands.

DC Nation #6: Yanick Paquette needs to write Batman explaining science so as to teach us how to better fight crime for as long as he lives, if not in fact longer.

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