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astonmartingf · 2 months
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CHASE ; MV1
max verstappen x streamer!reader
. . . you find yourself in a predicament between max's request and your conscience, so you ask charles for help in your game of chase with max verstappen
amgf mention of dnf and written portion in at the end. i am capitalizing on the ausgp, which is the same for wyh hahaha
previous: what if we met?
next: call me max verstappen
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This was the first race you watched live in a long time. Charles tried to invite you multiple times, the last time you watched was during his debut back in 2018.
You could barely remember the difference then and now, sitting in the Ferrari garage with other members of the team you situate yourself in the corner, not really knowing what to do.
It was more chaotic than you remember, seeing Max especially going to the pit lane, his wheel burning, leaving a trail of smoke for every garage to see. It alarmed you a little bit, but hearing his voice through the radio, calmed you down.
You meet his gaze as he walks by the Ferrari garage, probably on the way back to their motorhome, or the media pen. Charles gave you a tour of the track at the start of the weekend, but you still find yourself getting lost in the middle of Albert Park.
You flash him a small smile, followed by a wave which he returned. He must be not in the mood to talk, knowing the situation that happened, it caused them the gap to tighten between drivers.
As Charles' friend it definitely filled you with hope knowing that he might have a chance to pull some points to get ahead of the championship ranks.
But as someone who recently knew more about Max, it was definitely an unfortunate moment for him. You watch the screen as they interview Max regarding what happened with his car.
You stare at the screen, fully realizing then that this is the first time you two met outside the shared video games you played together.
As much as you tried to keep your cool alongside Charles' insistent teasing, you admit that you're nervous forming a conversation with him.
Just like after the second practice session, they planned to eat dinner together. Obviously you came with Charles, but what you didn't expect was for Max to be there as well. And safe to say it wasn't the same as your conversations online.
You remember Charles recalling your conversation with him word for word the whole night, teasing your awkwardness.
And in his words, he thinks, "it's cute that you're both awkward together, like two little nerds catching feelings for each other"
How appalling. And the day before the race when you bumped into Max, who happily helped you on your way back to the Ferrari motorhome. Which led to even more incessant teasing from Charles, you don't understand how Max keeps his cool whenever Charles keeps making fun not just of you but of him as well.
Maybe he's more used to Charles, they did race each other for a long time. But that's a story for another time, it's the first time you saw both of them and it seems like the fans are right when they say they sense chemistry between those two.
Your phone pings, receiving a message from Max.
Max the Builder: You want to go out on a little walk for a while?
YN: Where are you?
Max the Builder: I'll meet you at the back of the Ferrari garage.
You look around, everyone's eyes are glued to the screen watching Carlos and Charles closely. Glancing back and forth to the screens on the garage and your phone, you make your way behind the exit, where Max stood waiting for you.
"Have you been waiting for a while?" You watch Max jump, catching him off guard as he whips his head in your direction.
"I just got out of interviews, I'm free for the rest of the race. Want to spend it with me?" There he goes again asking you those questions, you know he speaks out of malice, but his genuine expression makes it hard to say no to him.
Before you could reply, you feel that Max has sensed your hesitance, thinking where he got things wrong again, immediately cutting off your reply. "But if you want to watch Charles we can do that as well. Or you just don't want to hang out with me?"
A soft gasp left your lips, quickly shaking your head left and right, "Max, you know that's not true. But I guess you could say I was avoiding you for the last day..."
Max tilts his head before nodding slowly, trying to hide the evident disappointment in his face, "So that wasn't me just overthinking it... You were purposefully avoiding me?"
"Not like that Max, I guess I was just overthinking as well. We've only talked online until now. I guess I got intimidated seeing you in real life, because we're not on Minecraft? Maybe I just got used to that, hence I kept avoiding you."
Max thinks in silence before raising his finger, "If you're uncomfortable talking at the moment we can play Minecraft and talk there?"
His suggestion catches you off guard, "What? No, we don't have to play Minecraft just to talk silly. That is a good idea Max, but I think we just need more conversations outside discord. My name is YN LN, nice to meet you." Extending your hand in front of him, which he happily shook back.
"Hello YN, I am Max Verstappen. I guess now I won't have to chase after you yeah?"
You laugh, shaking your head disagreeing, "You can't just tease me immediately Max, then I'll have to run away again."
Max shrugs putting his hands in his pocket, feeling more comfortable and finding the flow in your conversations, just like you did back on Discord.
"Well, run all you want, I'll have to let you know— I'm known for being fast."
You nod your head playing along, it's seems like the grooves have connected, like gears shifting in connection. "Well, your engine seems to disagree."
You watch Max' face freeze, "Too early?" your thoughts buzz around, thinking how you messed up the conversation in less than a minute.
A record breaking time.
But your worries halt hearing the sound of Max' laughing at your statement. "That's a good one YN, you're catching up quick."
This time it was your turn to shrug your shoulders, "What can I say, I learned from the best." bumping your shoulders into him.
You walk with Max as the race comes to a close, feeling confident and content as your friendship with him grows.
amgf i think there's one final chapter, the twitch stream hahahaha max is getting desperate but i would too
amgf ★ superstars: @namgification @lpab @the-untamed-soul @xjval
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longwuzhere · 11 months
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Some cool Easter eggs I caught watching My Adventures with Superman that I want to show to people so they can be in on it with comic book readers
My episode 2 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here
My episode 3 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here
My episode 4 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here
My episode 5 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here
My Episode 6 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here
My Episode 7 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here and here
My Episode 8 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here
My Episode 9 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here
My Episode 10 easter eggs and refences in My Adventures with Superman post is here
(SPOILERS if you haven't seen the show yet):
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Lois Lane has a cut out clip of Vicki Vale. Vicki Vale is a journalist in Gotham City. Her first appearance was in Batman #49 (1948) as seen in the panel here (W: Bill Finger, A: Lew Sayre and Bob Kane, I: Charles Paris, L: Ira Schnapp).
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Looks like Jimmy is a fan of Legend of Zelda Majora's Mask. Good video game taste.
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Jimmy mentions a psychic starfish and the one starfish in the DC universe who is psychic is Starro the Conqueror, who's first appearance is in Brave and the Bold 28 (1960) (the cover art here is done by Mike Sekowsky, Murphy Anderson, and Ira Schnapp) and has the power to mind control people.
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Lois, after barging into Perry White's office about a story, mentions Mt. Simonson. This is a neat name drop to Superman: The Man of Steel writer Louise Simonson, one of the nicest comic book writers you'll ever meet. She helped co-create John Henry Irons a.k.a Steel with artist of the Superman: The Man of Steel comic, Jon Bogdanove (really hope we get to see Irons in this show too).
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Jon Bogdanove also gets a name drop here as does...
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Dan Jurgen, comic book writer and artist on the Superman comic in the 90s (also one of my favorite Superman artists).
Now who are these kids that call themselves the Newskid Legion? Well, they are a VERY deep DC cut and reference to the Newsboy Legion back in the 1940s. The group was created by Joe Simon and Jack Kirby, LEGENDARY comic book creators.
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The page here is from Who's Who: The Definitive Directory of the DC Universe #16 (1986) with the art by Jack Kirby and Karl Kesel. Most of the Newskid Legion is named after the Newsboy Legion members
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Gabby and Big Words here share names with their Newsboy Legion counterparts as does Flip Johnson...
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who shares names with Walter "Flip" Johnson here on the cover of Superman's Pal Jimmy Olson #137 (1971) which was done by Jack Kirby, Neal Adams, and Gaspar Saladino.
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Patty, the cartoonist of the Newskid Legion homages this panel from Adventures of Superman #500 (1993) (W: Karl Kesel, P: Tom Grummet, I: Doug Hazelwood, C: Glenn Whitmore, L: Albert DeGuzman), the first appearance of Superboy, Conner Kent/ Kon-El.
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But who is the one below that drawing? We'll his name is in Big Word's word puzzle, in the show. It's Jim Harper, the Guardian.
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Jim Harper becomes the Newsboy Legion's legal guardian despite their causing trouble for him. The page here is from Star Spangled Comics #7, the Newsboy Legion and the Guardian's first appearance, by Joe Simon, Jack Kirby, and Whitney Ellsworth. You might've seen the Guardian on the recent Young Justice cartoon.
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When Lois, Clark, and Jimmy go investigate about the smuggled robots in Metropolis, Jimmy makes a reference to super intelligent gorillas in France. This is a subtle hint at Monsieur Mallah, the Doom Patrol villain who will be in the show along with his partner, the Brain. Both made their first appearance in Doom Patrol #86 (1964) .
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The cover art here is done by Arnold Drake, Bob Brown, and Ira Schnapp.
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Later in the episode we see Clark receive his powers and he is surrounded with electricity, giving off Superman Blue vibes when in the comics, Superman gained electricity powers and became Electric Blue Superman who's first appearance was in Superman #123 (1997) (cover art by Ron Frenz, Joe Rubenstein, Patrick Martin, and Todd Klein.
Link to Episode 2 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here
Link to Episode 3 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here
Link to Episode 4 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here
Link to Episode 5 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here
Link to Episode 6 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here
Link to Episode 7 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here and here
Link to Episode 8 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here
Link to Episode 9 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here
Link to Episode 10 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here
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midnight-in-town · 8 months
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Let's talk about the "Fenian brotherhood" theory !! :D
Firstly, in case you don't know about it, please go read the theory that our!Ciel's birth name might be Fenian/Fionn/Finnian by @azuresins. It is incredibly relevant to what I'm about to explain next !
TBH, I don't really care about discovering our!Ciel's birth name. However, I truly enjoy this theory and I think it makes a lot of sense, because I absolutely agree with the idea of Vincent supporting (secretly or not) Irish independence, turning him into a political enemy of Queen Victoria...
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...which could be very much why he ended up dead.
This theory comes from a private convo with my friend, @dorkshadows and I'll sum up their thoughts (and some of mine) below the cut !
First of all, while we think Claudia, Vincent's predecessor, may have been a personal enemy of Victoria because of whatever happened when Albert died in 1861, Vincent strikes us more as a political enemy precisely because of Brown's comment in ch108.
After all, if our!Ciel, who just managed to thwart their plans of getting the sulin gas, is "more like his father everyday", then it makes sense that Vincent "got in the way" of some of Victoria & JB's war/political plans too. >_>
Now, about the Fenian Cycle book: it was an important symbol for Irish independence and the Fenian Brotherhood that started in the 19th century before it got dissolved in 1880. To quote Wikipedia:
"The Fenian Brotherhood traced their origins back to 1790s, in the rebellion, seeking an end to British rule in Ireland initially for self-government and then the establishment of an Irish Republic. The rebellion was suppressed, but the principles of the United Irishmen were to have a powerful influence on the course of Irish history."
But how would Vincent even get involved with it and why?
In the theory that OC's name is Fenian/Finnian, @azuresins mentioned that maybe it's all related to Cedric K. Ros having Celtic origins. Since we do have one sketch by Yana of one twin bringing the Fenian Cycle book to the Undertaker (the most likely candidate for Cedric K. Ros)...
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...it might indeed be a partial answer.
There is another possibility though, entirely thought by @dorkshadows, which is that Rachel (and Ann) might have been of Irish origins too.
After all, a common stereotype for Irish people in many stories is red hair and it's hard to forget that it was a very distinctive characteristic of Ann, Rachel's sister !
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In fact, one of their first interactions is Vincent telling Ann to be proud of that hair, which we were told she inherited from her dad, the twins' maternal grandfather.
So Vincent might have not just been talking about Ann's hair color in that scene, but more specifically about her taking more pride in her Irish origins. Obviously though, Dalles/Durless aren't very Irish names, but it is possible that their original family name got anglicized into a more traditionally English name.
In any case, Vincent met Rachel and Ann after already knowing their father :
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So it's possible that Vincent was, as the Watchdog, investigating Lord Durless as a nobleman with Irish lineage and possible ally of the Fenian Brotherhood. After all, to quote this article, "the Fenians in England and the British Empire were a major threat to political stability". Then Vincent met and fell in love with Rachel, thus deciding to support the Brotherhood instead.
I'd add that Vincent supporting such a cause simply makes sense, considering that the Phantomhive family, too, might have been burdened by the Watchdog's duty generations ago, because of their "different" lineage (full theory here). On top of that, if you add the possibility that Cedric/UT also was of Celtic origins (many decades or centuries ago) and that Vincent knew Claudia's death was Victoria's fault, it only makes sense that he'd eventually politically antagonize the Queen (both for his parents' sake and for Rachel's).
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@dorkshadows also pointed out that, to this day, we don't know if the twins' maternal grandfather is alive or dead in canon : he was important enough to be mentioned in Red's flashback but has been missing from the narrative ever since. Timeline-wise, he could be dead, especially since we never saw him in the Blue Memory arc (our!Ciel's flasback), but we never know with Yana (look at Claudia being hinted in panels ever since the circus arc and probably being incredibly relevant), so it's worth keeping in mind.
Then, moving on to ch132 we know that, when the twins were born, Rachel is the one who named them.
Coincidentally (read: it's probably not a coincidence xD), ch132 had the cover with Vincent reading the Fenian Cycle book to the twins and it's also the chapter in which Vicar Rathbone casually says that one twin/both twins (it's deliberately ambiguous in Japanese) have a name that is "rare for England" :
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Many fans, myself included, thought that "Ciel" was the name being discussed there, but maybe they were actually talking about our!Ciel's celtic birth name ! To quote @azuresins, in that case that'd basically mean that, in that scene above, "Vincent said to an ENGLISH PRIEST [...] that people of Celtic origin deserved freedom, and to be treated better and that it probably was soon to come".
No wonder that Vicar Rathbone would immediately change the topic lmao ! xD
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Vicar Rathbone be like
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It is also very meaningful that Rachel decided to give the "Fionn/Fenian/Finnian" name to our!Ciel ("the spare"), as if to emphasize that he was free to make his own path in life, as the second son, unburdened by earldom. Choosing such a meaningful name might even be a parallel to Vincent's own situation with Frances as his spare, since both also have names with a meaning relating to victory and freedom.
Another important detail, as @azuresins already explained here, is that Fenian Cycle is also a tale of revenge and that our!Ciel parallels Fionn big deal, making it all even more relevant. And maybe Yana left other hints in her artworks too...
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Finally, historically the Fenian Brotherhood officially got dissolved around 1880 (the twins were 5 years old), but it's always possible that, in Kuroverse, Vincent managed to make it thrive secretly as the Watchdog. The Fenian Brotherhood caused several incidents, including after 1880 (they assassinated a British Chief Secretary in 1882), so it wouldn't be impossible that the Queen eventually found out that Vincent didn't properly take care of them, because he was supporting them.
And when she found out? Well, she branded Vincent a political enemy and we know the rest (the household was massacred in 1885 and the killer most likely received help from real!Ciel, more details in the real!Ciel mastermind theory hehe).
The idea that Vincent ultimately became a political enemy of Victoria because he fell in love with Rachel makes their death...
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...even more emotional to me, since Rachel probably died trying to protect Vincent. T_T
TL;DR that's the Fenian Brotherhood theory: because they supported an Irish rebellious group that wanted freedom, Vincent & Rachel were branded political enemies of Victoria and she & JB plotted their deaths, which led in happenstance to the RCMT.
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(friendly reminder that the twins are 7, when Vincent asked Dee to look after them should he die)
I hope it was clear ! Thanks for reading. :))
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blond-jerk-tourney · 6 days
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Blond Sweetheart Tourney: Round 3, Poll 13
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Propaganda from submitters Under Cut
Laios Touden
He cares about his sister so much he was willing to solo a red dragon to rescue her. He doesn't care about money, power, or fame, he just wants to help his sister and learn about monsters. He might seem weird and offputting, but his deepest desire is to find a way for people and monsters to live in peace together to make life better for everyone. One of his biggest faults is he assumes the best of everyone.
Laios is already winning, but I'd like to point out that he's kind despite the fact that pretty much everyone (sometimes including his own party!) treat him with suspicion or outright hostility? It's not just Shuro and Kabru; it's everyone who contemplates what he might do as Lord of the Dungeon, the village kids when he was growing up, Chilchuck repeatedly treating him as an outright threat. Everyone hates Laios, but he doesn't sink to their level.
Louis James Moriarty
Devoted to a fault. Burned his face to prove his loyalty to his brothers. Tries extremely hard to keep not one but *two* mansions in pristine, clean condition with no household staff (well, a gardener an a colonel who dirtiest the London house and will not do chores) because he knows that Albert's OCD requires cleanliness and because it's something "useful" he can do. All he wants is to be useful. Louis is a sweetheart and deserves to be loved forever.
He's exceptionally caring towards his brothers and his "found family"
Louis was a young, orphan boy with a heart condition. Louis lived in an orphanage whose money had been slightly mismanaged and who was rationing food to the kids. A different kid noticed the lack of food, and was still hungry after devouring their plate. They wanted seconds, but there were none. And Louis gave them his plate. His plate of firsts. He didn't even He downplays his literal heart condition so as to not cause his brother, Will, too much worry. He doesn't ask for treatment, or a better lot in life, or anything. He asks to not be left alone. More than anything, that's all he is afraid of: being left alone, even after he lives through surgery as a Victorian child and gets better. So, vote Louis, don't leave him alone. He has us, his fans. Who I am sure he can't even process that we exist, because he's always seeing the good qualities of others instead of himself, and he, like William, deserves our love as well.
VOTE LOUIS‼️‼️ He deserves to go far after his brother got absolutely sweeped 💀
Louis James Moriarty is SO incredibly kind and sweet. He constantly goes out of his way to take care of his brothers. As mentioned in the propaganda, Louis keeps TWO mansions clean for his brother Albert. Louis consistently shows care for his brother William as well. William has fainting spells and falls asleep at random times. Louis is ALWAYS there to make sure that William is okay and taken care of while he's asleep. Louis and William lived on the street for some amount of time as orphans, and during this time, Louis would have to watch over William while he had a sleeping spell. Louis went out of his way to interact with a man that he hates to keep his brother safe. He is so sweet and kind. He constantly goes out of his way for others, especially for his siblings!!
louis, on the other hand, is devoted greatly to his brothers, a great cook, might seem indifferent at times but is actually very sweet. he has had great character development and has gone from living as his brother's shadow to actually living for himself. he keeps two mansions clean because he knows his eldest brother feels frustrated in a disorganised place, is practically the scabbard for the two brothers if one's a shield and the other a sword. see the scar on his face? that's something he willingly did to himself so he could prove his undying loyalty to his brothers and their cause. he must have gone through and felt huge amounts of pain and grief since one brother was allegedly dead and the other was imprisoned. yet he moved on forward with the best of his abilities even though i'm sure he wanted nothing more than to breakdown at times. so, yeah. vote for louis.
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beah388love · 2 months
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Ron needs you
18+ Minors DNI!!!
Full Masterlist Legend Masterlist
Pairing: Reggie Kray x Fem!Reader
Summary: Ron has an episode and he needs you…
Warnings: schizophrenia,Swearing,bad language!!! (please tell me if I missed any!!!)
Reggies POV-
Y/n was staying at her nans house for a couple days for a family thing, I didn't really listen to that part.
Y/n told me goodbye and left, she hadn't said her goodbyes to Ron or even mentioned she was leaving because Ron was busy sorting out a new club.
It was a couple hours later and I was sitting in my office trying to find where the money issue happened but I was failing miserably, usually y/n would do this stuff.
I heard a crash and I went out into the main area of the club, it was late so the club was shut.
I saw Ron he was furious, he was throwing chairs at the walls one by one and he aimed most of them at leslie, pat, Ian and Albert.
"Oi! Ron Stop! What's goin on?!" I yelled as I pointed my finger to Ron.
"Where's Y/n!" Ron said threateningly.
"She's fine, she's staying with her family for a Week" I said calmly to Ron as I slowly walked over to him.
He still had a chair in his hand so I slowly helped him out it down.
"Let's put the chair down.." I said slowly and he slowly put the chair down with me.
"I. Want. Her. Now." Ron said frustrated.
"Let's talk it out, calmly Ron" I said and Ron nodded stiffly.
He always wanted Y/n when he got overwhelmed and anxious.
"He's following me" Ron said stressed as he looked at the empty corner of the room.
I looked over and saw nothing, Ron was having an episode.
"Ron there's no one there mate" I said but he grew more stressed and angry.
He threw another chair at the corner of the room and he even went to grab a glass bottle.
"Woah woah!" Albert said as he covered his face worriedly.
"Ron..put the bottle down" I said lowly and Ron looked at me.
"I'll get Y/n" I said and Ron instantly relaxed.
"Y/n’s gone! Leave her be" Leslie snarled and Ron threw the glass at him but missed by millimetres.
"You fuckin TWAT!" Leslie yelled and Ron went mad and punched him in the face causing his nose to bleed. It was definitely broken.
Leslie began shouting obscenities so Ron began shouting back.
"Everybody shut up!" I yelled and everyone went quiet even Ron.
"Ron let's go mate" I said softly and took him into my office and he followed me worriedly lookin at the corner of the room still.
I reassured him there was nothing there and it was a shadow.
"I want y/n" Ron said repeatedly.
"Okay okay hang on" I said as I called her.
It rang for a moment and she picked up.
"Hello?" She said and I relaxed.
"How long will it take you to come back?" I asked her and I could tell she was confused.
"What?" She asked and I sighed.
"Ron is uh, Havin a moment and he needs you" I said and she sighed.
"I'll be about an hour" she said and I sighed in relief.
"I'm sorry dove, but Ron won't listen to me" i said and she understood.
"It's alright Reggie, I've already spent all day with my family today" she spoke happily and I smiled even though I knew she couldn't see me.
"Im still sorry, be safe" I said and she reassured me she would be.
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"Reggie? Ronnie?" Y/n said as she walked into the club to be met with Albert giving Leslie tissues for his bloody nose.
The tables and chairs were broken and then down everywhere along the floor there was broken glass scattered everywhere.
"What happened?" Y/n asked them both and Leslie was mad.
"Ron! Ron happened! He's a fuckin Prick!" Leslie yelled which made Ron and me come out.
"What all the commo- " i said but got cut off by Ron yelling.
"Y/n!" He yelled and ran to y/n and enveloped her in a hug but he didn't stop in time and pushed her to the ground still hugging her.
"Ron! Careful!" I scolded him and helped her back up but ron still wouldn't let go of her.
"What happened Ronnie?" She asked him as she cradled him In Her arms.
"He's watching me" ron said paranoid.
"Remember what I taught you, in...out...now what do we do?" Y/n said and Ron thought for a moment.
"Ask someone if they can see it too" Ron said and she nodded.
"And then we take our pills" she said and he paused he had realised he didn't take either pills today.
"Where are they?" She asked him and I pulled them out my pocket.
"There here" I said and handed them to her.
She smiled and handed them to Ron whilst I poured him a water to help them go down.
He swallowed two and he instantly held onto her again.
"It’s alright" she smiled to him and he couldn't help but relax in comfort.
Y/n’s always given the best hugs, i loved how she didn't care how horrible anyone was she still always saw the tiniest bit of kindness in people.
"Sorry you had to come all the way over here" Ron muttered and y/n frowned.
"Don't be, it wasn't that fun over there anyway" she smiled which made Ron smile.
"While your here do y'a mind?" I smirked playfully as I held the papers I didn't understand.
"Hand em over" she giggled at me and began to read them as I sat down next to them both.
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911 Spoilers Season 4: You’ve been warned. 😅 Buddie Rewatch
Episodes 10 - 12
Episode 10: Parenthood
Vlog Mom: The mom is pinned to pin the tail on the Donkey. Eddie and Hen working together observing the victim.
Buck being surrounded by kids; he is showing off the circular saw and talking about how powerful a tool it is. He gets creeped out when one of the kids mentions using the saw on human bones.
Bobby calling Buck over, Buck must have been relived to get out of that weird conversation.
Buck trying to make mom better by stating she at least knows how to guild a shed. Mom revealing that a sponsor picked it out and put it together. Eddie stating that she at least has help taking it down.
Eddie and Bobby walking together, Eddie explains that She wont fit in the ambulance, they’d need a flat bed. Bobby pointing out that they can’t wait. Cuts to Eddie and Hen on top of the fire engine, with the patient.
Chim is showing Eddie baby pictures. At the photo Chim claims she’s smiling, Eddie makes the comment, “ She’d making the same face Buck makes when he’s gassy.” Buck chiming in stating that he’ll take that comment as a compliment, because it means she looks like her uncle Buck. Eddie looking up at Buck as he says it, Buck looking directly at him.
I understand that Eddie was likely just making a joke, but his statement implies that they are so close and have spent enough time together, to know when Buck is a bit gassy.
Eddie and Buck smiling at Chimney’s love for his daughter. Eddie is the one to ask how Maddie is doing on her first solo shift with baby. Buck remind Chim that his offer to have Albert stay at his place still stands.
Eddie asking all the important questions and asking if Maddie and Chim have opposite schedules, how are they having time to see each other.
Everyone tries to act natural as Hen comes up the stair with a surprise cake. She is disappointed in everyone for not having ballons or a banner celebrating his return. Eddie, Buck, and Bobby smiling like idiots as Chim shows Hen the baby pictures.
Sneaking in goes wrong; Eddie and Buck pull out the gurney and walk it over. Eddie and Buck standing near each other, watching Dad and Mom bicker back and forth about how to parent their adult son. Buck chiming into say a quarter life crisis is a real thing, Eddie laughs at him.
Chimney asks if both parents can be the good cop, every parent chiming in unison with a “no.”
Buck making a point to say kids don’t need too much discipline, Eddie stating he would love to know what Buck’s definition of too much discipline looks like.  Eddie and Buck working together to lift up the son and move him onto the gurney.
Eddie and Ana are having a date night, watching TV. Chis interrupts their cuddling to ask if he can join them because he can’t sleep. Ana shifting away from Eddie and offering for Chris to sit in between them. Eddie lifting Chris up and placing him in the middle. They all cuddle and readjust; Eddie lets Chris pick something to watch.
Episode 11: First Responders
Sue’s accident; Buck hops out the truck, Eddie right behind. Chim recognizes Sue, but Buck is the one to identify her.
Eddie is the one to instruct everyone to get Susane onto the board, guiding her with his hand. As Susane attempts to say something, Eddie is the one to ask what is she say saying. Buck is the one to make out she is saying 911.  Eddie reassuring Sue that they are there and they have her.
Not really sure how Chim and Hen started off with observing her and it switching over to Eddie and Buck taking over. But it happened, we even get two random firefighters taking over while Sue is put into the ambulance.
The security guard that watched the accident happen tells Buck that this was not an accident, whoever ran her over wanted her to die, they never took their foot off of the gas.
Buck visits dispatch, tells Josh and Maddie about what the security guard told him. They are trying to piece together what could of caused this.
Buck and Taylor are getting lunch together. Buck asks Taylor if she knows anything about the 911 call center. She admits to knowing almost nothing about the call center, aside from the fact that his sister works there.
Buck starts to info dump about Sue and how she started working at the call center since it opened, in 1984. He which he clarifies that the 911 phone number had existed prior to the center’s creation. Even letting Taylor know that dispatchers are not considered first responders in most parts of the country, only recently having changed in California in the past year.
He discloses how Sue was in a hit and run accident and mentions only 10% of hit and runs ever get solved. Taylor piecing together that Buck isn’t just info dumping and has an idea. Buck explains that the police have no leads, but if this accident had some coverage and more people knew about if, they could probably get some leads.
Buck starts to compliment Taylor, stating he has a friend that just so happens to be an amazing reporter. She smiles and starts to game plan on how she will sell the story to her editor.
Buck drives into the grocery store parking lot, where Sue’s accident occurred. Taylor is satnding outside waiting for him, she discloses that she’s seen the video footage of the accident and that something weird was obviously going on.  Buck wants to see the footage, but Taylor tells him that it’ll probably better if she just tells him what she saw.
Buck is confused by this suggestion, but Taylor explains that it’s because he knows her, and watching a video like that about someone you know is difficult. Buck insists on watching the video.
Buck and Taylor start to create a narrative as to why Sue was run over, which leads them to want to search thru the trash for possible evidence. As they walk over to the trash bins, Buck recounts the story of Bobby and Michael’s illegal plastic surgery clinic adventure, with out mentioning their names, just that the guy was tossing evidence in the dumpster.
The illegal plastic surgery clinic story line happened is Episode 7 of this season. I didn’t take notes on it because it was a Bobby and Michael story line, no way to tie it to Buck or Eddie. But I’m mentioning it now because Buck states it happened a few months ago. I’m just taking this moment to stress how there are normally a lot of time jumps with in the same season, so we can always assume that relationships continue to grow and strengthen even when we don’t see it.  
Taylor and Buck discuss possibly calling the police as they approach the dumpster but are stopped by Athena before they can even search.
Buck is in an interrogating room, mindlessly roaming around and checking his teeth in the two way mirror. Athena walks in and tells Buck what they found in the dumpster, explain the hand bag belongs to the missing girl. Sue is likely tied to this because she most likely saw the girl with her kidnapper.
Buck puts together that the Sue was likely giving a partial plate, instead of saying 911 at the scene of the accident.
Taylor is sitting in a separate interrogation room, when she is told to call her camera man instead of the station lawyers.
So I know Athena brought Taylor and Buck to the station, mostly to keep Buck from playing detective and possibly getting himself into trouble or tampering with possible viable evidence. But what grounds did she have to bring both Taylor and Buck into the station. If they weren’t arrested, why did they need to be placed in separate interrogation rooms. If they were being detained, what would be the reason for holding them.
Container Yard: The 118 responds to help the drugged victim. Eddie hops out the truck and grabs a small saw and cuts open the lock on the gate, allowing the engine to move into the container yard.
Eddie, Hen, and Chim, are sitting in the truck waiting for the all clear, they are eager to go help the victim.
Eddie’s inpatients is growing, telling Bobby that they’ve waiting long enough. Hen chiming in that they need to get in there to help the victim. The scene is cleared and the 118 moves in. They are momentarily lost, unsure of which direction to head to or what container number they need to get to. Luckily the officer spots them and directs them the victim.
Eddie, Chim, and Hen all administer aid. I think this is really interesting because I’m use to Hen and Chimney administering aid and Eddie only administering aid when they need extra hands or one of them isn’t available. I like that their able to work so smoothly as a team of three.
Eddie calls over to Bobby asking if he is okay, after being shot at and dodging the bullets.
Buck is in his living room, watching Taylor on the news, reporting about Sue’s accident and the found kidnapper. Taylor knocks on his door, revealing that that recording is rerun. She brought champagne to celebrate, specifically celebrate Justice for the victims. Buck smiles at that distinction.
Episode 12: Treasure Hunt
Message in a bottle rescue:  The 118 pulls up to the scene, they are all wearing sunglasses. They stand side by side as they look over the landscape. Bobby is standing in between Buck and Eddie.
Buck points out that the bottle could have been floating around for months, and there may be no one to rescue. Hen pointing out that it means their search and rescue becomes a search and recovery. Bobby points out the paper the note was written on was from a receipt dated a few days ago. Eddie states that he hopes it wasn’t the victims last meal.
Chim and Eddie are instructed to hop on to the helicopter. Buck is visibly disappointed at the fact that he won’t be apart of the rescue.  Chim tells Eddie to harness up so that he’ll be the one to descend to the victim and grab him.
Chim notices that Buck is disappointed, but tells him that he can go next time.
Eddie spots the victim and descends to him with a bottle. Eddie introduces himself to the victim and as he checks up on him notices he is burning up. He hands the drink to the victim and proceeds to administer aid.
As Eddie is securing the victim’s leg into a splint, the victim is begging for painkillers and to let him continue his journey. Eddie assumes the victim is delirious and calls over the radio for Chimney to prepare fluid, while he denies victims request.
Eddie secures the victim to the harness and they are pulled up into the helicopter.  When the helicopter lands, Buck and Bobby run over with the gurney and help transfer him over.
The 118 standing around the helicopter confused as the victim goes on about a treasure.
Back at the station, they are surrounding the tv, listening to Taylor report about an dead author who has apparently buried treasure for his fans to find. Eddie is standing in between Chim and Hen with his hands in his pockets and Buck is standing next to Bobby with his arms crossed.
Eddie vocalizing his surprise at the sound of 5 million dollars. Everyone has shocked faces as they continue to listen to the story. Buck and Bobby look at each other as the story ends.
The one 118 is gathered around the couch area, each one of them on their phones looking down and reading the poem associated with the treasure hunt.
Buck is the only one to seemingly be excited about the treasure, exploring the what if, if they find it. Everyone else seems to have a difference of opinion, expressing how dangerous and stupid the treasure hunt would be.
The deliberate on how more people will likely join the search and they’ll have more treasure related emergencies. Eddie pointing out that “Your girlfriend’s new story is probably not gonna help out with that.” Buck quickly correcting Eddie by stating, “She’s my friend, not my girlfriend, …” Eddie mockingly shakes his head as Buck continues deny any romance.
Everyone starts to walk away. Notably Eddie is still glued to his phone as he slowly walks away. Buck remains seated as he gets a call from Taylor.
Buck confirms that they had a treasure related call that morning. Taylor reveals that the author’s assistant claims to have seen the treasure himself before he died. Buck points out that Taylor didn’t mention that part in her segment, and she admits it’s because the assistant is concerned over his safety.
Buck looks over at his team as he tells Taylor they can compare note and team up to find the treasure together. I will say I’m not a particular fan of how the telephone call ends with Buck stating not everybody is gonna win as the camera pans back to the 118 in the kitchen, oblivious to the conversation.
I think this is the best time for me to circle back to my first post regarding Season 4, where I mention that we start to notice the writers starting to separate Eddie and Buck. It’s very subtle and they aren’t really keeping them apart, but compared to Season 2 and 3, there is definitely a shift. The distance can be explained as the writers trying to strengthen the over all dynamic of the entire 118, which I fully support. I’m also aware of how us Buddie Shippers can take things a little to far and they needed to have us chill out a bit. Season 4 is obviously not the Season they actively separate them, but we do see less of Buck and Eddie pressed up onto each other, but still implied strong friendship.
Montage of dangerous treasure related calls; Buck, Bobby, and Eddie walking over towards the man trapped under a bear statue. Eddie being sassy and saying to cross of Griffith Bear Park statue off the list.
Bobby tries to stop a man from digging with an excavator, when it becomes apparent that the man won’t stop, he turns around and tells everyone to run for cover. Eddie decides to take this moment and jump through the engine window as everyone runs around the engine to hide behind it.
Eddie is hosing down the area from one side and Buck hoses it down from the other side.
Eddie and Buck are cleaning the engine, talking about the treasure hunt and all the emergencies. Eddie points out that all the people getting hurt are solo acts and no one is working as a team.
Buck theorizes that it’s because people are greedy and don’t want to share the treasure. Eddie pointing out that that may be the flaw in their plan and that two brains are better than one. There is a quick pause as Eddie looks at Buck before suggesting they work together to find the treasure, split the treasure 50/50.
Buck apologizes and admits to already having a deal with Taylor. Eddie shakes his head and looks down, he starts going back to cleaning the engine. Buck looks at Eddie apologetic and offers 1/3 of the treasure.
Taylor leans against Buck’s dining room table as she tells Buck that he has to give Eddie ½ of his cut. Eddie is standing behind the kitchen counter with a beer bottle in his hands as Buck is sitting on the counter with his hands together. Eddie is quick to call out Taylor for being greedy, but she clarifies that she has already promised ½ of her cut to her camera man.
Buck mediates the situation and states that it’s no big deal they can split it in fourth and they still get a million each. Taylor pointing out that ¼ of zero is still zero.
Eddie reveals that he’s done some research on the willow tree thing and mentions a type of plant called an arroyo willow. Buck and Taylor basically revealing that they already looked into it, making Eddie look like the third wheel.  Eddie sits behind them as they hover over the dinning room table.
Eddie is so sassy in this scene. It’s obvious that he’d rather not be doing this whole thing with Taylor, but he doesn’t have a choice. His little sarcastic, “Go Team.” is everything. Poor guy feels left out.
Eddie and Buck set up their plan to get Ravi to reveal any information he has on the treasure hunt. They enact their plan in the locker room, they don’t have a subtle bone in their bodies, because they instantly look at each other and stand closely together and just look obvious. So much so that Chim and Hen catch on to their tricks out side of the locker room.
Fire Ants: Buck walks around the truck, towards Eddie. They set up the hose together. Eddie aiming the hose as Buck turns on the water, trying to get the ants to disburse.
Eddie and Buck standing behind watching Chim and Hen get to work. Eddie is seriously judging the victim. Buck and Eddie start scratching as they wait for Hen and Chim to leave with the victim.
Septic tank mishap: Buck hops out of the truck and Eddie is right behind as Bobby debriefs the situation. Eddie is instructed to extend the aerial ladder over the hole, to help lower Buck down, so he can pull her out of the hole.
Buck is confused as to why he has to do it, Chim reminding him that he was told he could preform the next harness related rescue.
Buck is disgruntled at the situation as he stands there looking around.
Eddie is on top of the engine, controlling the mechanism lowering Buck down the hole. Buck vocalizes that he’s not looking forward to getting down there. As Buck is being lowered, the victim starts drowning. Buck starts to panic; he needs to be closer to grab her.
Bobby instructs Eddie to drop Buck faster. Buck is dunked into the substance and is able to pull the victim up and out of the hole.
Buck, Eddie, and Bobby are outside of the ambulance when victim’s boyfriend, as far as they know, steps out of the ambulance and the ambulance driving away. Buck is removing the suit he just had on. Eddie sniffs the air around Buck, makes a face implying he sticks and walks away.  Bobby vocalizes the disgust and walks away. Buck is left standing alone, annoyed, with the suit half on. (I wonder if they hosed him down, or had him ride outside of the engine)
The 118 is gathered upstairs at the station near the pool table. Chim and Eddie are obviously in the middle of a game when it is revealed to them that the author of the treasure hunt is alive and they are all a part of his research. Buck is leaning against the pool table.
Eddie points out they should be paid for being apart of his research and asks Bobby if Athena knows where the treasure is at.  They officially give up the treasure hunt.
Buck is telling Taylor about the news. They are drinking and talking about how they’ve gotten played. Buck is being flirty in the moment, but Taylor is either too caught up in being upset or is oblivious to his subtle attempt. Taylor is lost in thought as she remembers some important information about the author.
Buck and Eddie walk in on Athena and Bobby, Chim and Hen, already at the spot. Eddie and Buck brought their gear, Eddie explaining they didn’t know the terrane and wanting to be prepared. Eddie than pointing at Chim and Hen about how they brought their med kits.
Buck and Eddie are standing closely together as Buck reveals that Taylor remembered the Author running near the river, as the reason why they knew where to look.
Buck pulling out his calculator to try to figure out how they are going to split the money up 7 ways.
The 118 and Athena are on the bridge looking over into the river, trying to locate where they could find the treasure. Buck and Eddie are still close together. They spot Ravi already at the spot digging.  Eddie asks Buck what 5 million divided by 8 is, Buck responds with he’s not doing any more math.
Ravi brings up the treasure chest to the group, they stand around him as Ravi opens the chest. Buck and Eddie are standing at the separate ends. Buck with his arms cross focused on the chest. Eddie slightly annoyed a rushing Ravi with his hand gestures.
One of my favorite stills of the entire 118;
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The 118 shows up at the author’s home to confront him about the empty treasure chest. They notice the gate and the front door being open. Athena instructs everyone to stay outside while she investigates.  Buck and Eddie are standing near each other as they watch Athena walk in to the building.
Everyone ignores Athena’s command and walk in behind her, they find the dead body on the ground. Police sirens are heard in the distance. Everyone is visibly concerned.
Detective is questioning the entire 118. Trying to piece together the situation. Eddie states, “ We didn’t kill him.” Buck chimes in, “We just wanted to.” Causing Bobby to freak out a little and just say “Buck”
Ravi tries to deny his association with the 118 and each of them turning towards him, silently judging him and death glares.
The 118 minus Ravi, but plus Taylor is at Athena’s house. Taylor and Buck are sitting near each other. Chim is sitting in between Taylor and Eddie. Eddie is sitting diagonally across from Buck. They are rehashing the whole treasure hunt thing. Buck asking what they think happened with the money. Eddie is explaining to Buck that the Treasure never existed.
Buck revealing that he doesn’t trust anyone. Everyone looking at him displeased with that response. Eddie specifically looked at Buck with piercing eyes. Buck corrects himself and specifies that he didn’t mean them.  
Buck flirting with Taylor in a not-so-subtle way. Taylor kind of flirting back, but reels it in by saying she’s glad they are friends.  Buck repeating the word friends and being slightly annoyed.
Really wish they kept this dynamic a little longer, or maybe established sooner. This is when I thought Taylor and Buck would eventually be end game. The moment felt like every other lovers to friends story I know, where they end up back together, not that Buck and Taylor where ever really a couple prior.
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Cut Here (Part 6)
TWs: Language, drugs, mentions of abuse
1988
Some months have passed ever since Trevor and Michael's first encounter and robbery. From that day on, they have engaged in various other crimes together, that ranged from small pickpocketing to selling weed to junkies that passed by under that bridge the duo first met, to bank robberies.
Michael was a planner, carefully studying his every move before acting. He explained Trevor he has already been in prison twice as a consequence for not thinking his moves through enough, and of course he wasn't gonna make the same mistakes.
Trevor on the other hand was a ticking bomb, just waiting, BEGGING, to go off and blow shit up. Sure he cared about getting money and getting the job done, but not as much as causing mayhem with no restriction whatsoever.
A weird mix, but it strangely worked. Surprisingly good too.
Part of Michael was terrified of Trevor's impulsive and reckless nature, yet another part of him found that man... interesting. "T" (so he called him) was good with weapons and plus had a grand physical strenght, but didn't even need to use those skills: his roars and screaming threats were enough to intimidate anyone. And while "M" was more laid back, T's behaviour encouraged him to let go and unleash his inner wild side. He was pretty sure T would have got them both killed at some point sooner or later... yet the thought was absolutely exhilarating.
As for T... it felt so right, to have finally found someone who didn't utterly hate him or ran away from him screaming in terror as soon as they saw him. Someone who made him feel alive, like "his life was worth living".
"Come on... piece of shit... WORK!" Michael was grumbling to himself while trying to make the TV work.
Trevor was lying down on their cabin's couch, amused by Michael's annoyance "All of this just for a movie?"
"Hey it's not 'just a movie', it's 'Albert The Gentleman Thief', one of David Richards' most memorable movies!" Michael explained "You might like it, if only I can manage to make... this... work... THERE!"
A peaceful violin music started playing along with the intro credits, as Michael excitedly sat besides Trevor on the couch.
Michael wasn't wrong: Trevor actually ended up somehow enjoying the movie, while Michael commented on how many times he already watched it and how classy and timeless black and white movies were back then.
Trevor fake coughed "NERD"
"Hey I'm just saying the truth" Michael chuckled.
They laughed together.
Trevor kept laughing, as his laughs then faded into a smile. He never felt happier in his life. He took his attention away from the movie, and looked at Michael. How his sky blue eyes were mesmerized at every detail of the movie. How excited he was to see the main character in the action scenes. How... Michael was a bright ray of sun in his deep gray stormy life.
"Everything alright T? Or you're gonna stare at me the whole time?"
Trevor got out of his trance state and looked at his knees, thinking of something to say "Uh, yeah... I was just thinking of..." he suddendly thought of their first encounter under the bridge "Why didn't you shoot me the first time we met? Even though you had the perfect chance?"
Michael's face darkened "Huh..." he then made a forced smile and pointed at the TV "Hey, this a nice scene there..."
"I asked you a goddamn question Townley..." Trevor gritted his teeth with a growl.
Michael was growing exhasperated "Because... just because, okay?!"
"THAT'S NOT A FUCKING ANSWER"
"OKAY! I'LL FUCKING TELL YOU OKAY?!" Michael yelled "I fucking spared your life because..." his voice lowered and he looked down "...when I saw you under that bridge, at rock bottom in your life, thinking that your life wasn't worth shit... I saw myself in you..."
Trevor's eyes filled with an emotion he rarely felt, compassion.
Michael breathed in "Yeah... you ready for me to tell ya about the story of my life Trevor?" the hazel eyed man nodded, and Michael began "So... I never knew my mother, my old man was a drunk son of a bitch who'd give me beatings on a daily basis and then abandoned me, and to top it off we lived in a dilapidated shitty house"
Trevor's eyes widened as Michael spoke. His own childhood memories resurfacing.
Michael's face suddendly filled with pride "But... there was something good after all. At school I was the jock. Quarterback for a football team. And at least there, everyone admired me. Hell, I even had a dream job back then: becoming a sports star! But then..." he frowned "...fuck me. It was all my fucking fault. I got expelled. Due to my anger issues" he let out a heavy sigh, as he felt Trevor's unusually empathetic eyes on him "...I felt... useless, you know? Fuck, the reason I started doing all this robbing and criminal shit was because... I wanted to become someone! To make something out of my fucking life! And it does feel good! But then, sometimes I feel even worse, because I start wondering what the fuck am I even doing with my life"
Michael's rant stopped as he focused on the movie for a moment, currently depicting the main character with his wife.
"O Albert, I love you so much, but isn't a life of crime too dangerous for you and our family? O what if I lose you?"
"Madeleine, I love being a gentleman thief, but for you I'd be ready to give up anything"
As he watched the two lovers sharing a romantic kiss on the TV screen, Michael let out a heavy sigh "I mean... I'm sick. I'm a sick and awful human being who does sick and awful stuff just so he doesn't feel like a failure. And who'd ever wanna marry a criminal like me? Guess I'll probably die alone"
Trevor finally spoke "You're not gonna die alone"
As Michael replied with a soft "mhm", Trevor, without even thinking about it, put his hand upon Michael's, much to the blue eyed man's shock.
Trevor took away his hand in embarrassment, opening and closing his mouth, not knowing what to say, and improvised with a "heh, North Yankton's pretty chilly ay? My balls are freezing!"
Michael didn't say anything, just looked at him with an unreadable expression, and got up. Trevor looked down in shame. Just as always, he had to fuck up everything. But suddendly, he felt a warmth enveloping him, and Michael sitting down besides him with a blanket covering them both.
"Better?" Michael asked.
After some seconds, Trevor nodded "Yes, definitely better"
"Agree" Michael smiled "I'm cold too..."
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Something Wicked This Way Comes || Vampire! Albert Wesker
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A/n: I want to thank @lottathoughts for inspiring me to write this. She writes some the best vampire content, so give her a read.
Warning(s): blood and gore, taunting, sex (consented), death, choking, Wesker being Wesker, blood-drinking, female reader, Excella getting pepper sprayed (basically).
No minors allowed!
An ominous air consumes you, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin. The sensation brings doom as the sun sets in the west, appearing to have been devoured by the vast ocean on the horizon beyond your bedroom window.
Something is coming; you only pray it isn't death.
Though, as a vampire hunter, praying for life is redundant. You chase death. It's a part of your lineage.
Leaving the room, you join your family in the living area. The television is on the news, cut down so that the volume doesn't bother anyone. As you sit beside your mother on the couch, your father turns his eyes to you a moment from his perch near the window then continues to sharpen a stake he carved from driftwood he had gathered from the beach.
"Are you OK kiddo?" He asks in concern.
You aren't sure.
"I have a bad feeling about being here," you answer.
Your brother snorts.
"I checked the perimeter already and the sensors are working. You're just letting your thoughts consume you."
"Don't worry so much dear," your mother mentions as she rests a hand on your shoulder in an attempt to comfort you. "Ricardo set this base up for us."
You turn up your eyes at the mention of his name.
Ricardo Irving isn't the most reliable person to do business with but your parents like him. He is a merchant of sorts that for years has moved your family around the country. Vampires reside in all corners of the world and Irving makes a profit from each successful hunt.
He's greedy but he does his job well.
With an uneasy breath, you lean back against the couch.
"The air just feels dark and suffocating here," you mention. "There was plenty of work in the city. I don't understand why we are on an island that barely has 100 people on it."
"You know why. Ricardo gave us intel that Albert Wesker was in the area," your father explains.
Perhaps it is because of him you are uneasy. Albert Wesker is a power-hungry monster; a test subject created by Oswell E. Spencer with the same cells that ran through the Father of Vampires, Dracula; the legend your ancestor Abraham Van Helsing was rumored to have slain.
It's true that Spencer absorbed the cells and became a vampire but his body could not handle the rapid changes, so he engineered a being who could; a being who later took his life.
Wesker then sought to create a super-powered world of vampires. His reach had spread across the world and though hunting him should have been easy, it wasn't. His strength and savagery are beyond compare.
However, if your father believes there is a good chance to kill him, then there must be. You trust him, but the ominous air remains.
"Perhaps I'm just exhausted," you mention.
"I can go back out and check the perimeter if you like," your brother declares.
You will feel much better, you reckon.
"Please."
Your brother snorts and retrieves his crossbow.
"Honestly," he states with a laugh, glancing at you over his shoulder as he swings the door open. "Where would you be––"
You widen your eyes in horror as you hear him grunt, then sputter. To your surprise, you watch your brother collapse to the floor. His stomach is slit open and his intestines hang like a rope from the injury. You scream his name and stand, but a familiar man saunters in.
"Nice place, isn't it?" Irving asks. He steps over your brother's limp body and hums. "Sorry about the mess."
"Ricardo?" Your mother questions in shock.
What is he doing here? It takes you a moment to realize that his hand is covered in your brother's blood. But that can't be. You widen your eyes in disbelief.
"You've been turned."
Irving laughs.
"I was gonna tell you lot over the phone, but I thought I'd make a home visit instead. I hope you don't mind me bringin' some friends over."
Through the doorway walks a man you are familiar with; a stunning man whose appearance you've only been told about. And it's no mistake. Death comes in the form of Albert Wesker.
"Get out of here! The two of you need to run!" Your father shouts.
Your mother reacts first, taking you by the hand and pulling you into the kitchen. You hear your father shout, then there is silence.
"We have to––"
Your mother interrupts you.
"No. Listen to me. We were not prepared for this," she mentions. Her eyes are dark and full of tears. "You need to get to the shore and take the boat to the other side of the island where it's safe. There are people over there who can help you."
"What are you saying? We can go together," You argue.
She shakes her head and quickly rushes over to the counter to retrieve a bottle of pepper spray that had been refilled with aged garlic extract, handing it to you.
"Hurry and––"
"Oh, little pigs, come out and play!" Irving interrupts with a shout.
Your mother shoves you towards the backdoor.
"Go now!"
You want to stay; you want to die with her, but something in you urges you to run. And so, you do. You rush out the backdoor and onto the lawn, running for the tree line. There is a path that leads down to the beach. But as you draw near, a woman in white appears in your way. She is rather beautiful; her long brown hair falls over her shoulder in waves.
"Don't leave so soon darling. We haven't had time to play," she says, baring her fangs.
"Play with this," you hiss, spraying her in the face with the extract.
The woman screams in pain, touching her face. Her skin begins to melt and you waste no time running past her and into the woods. The ground bites at your bare feet as you run down the path, almost tripping over tree limbs and rocks as tears pour down your face. Your entire family is gone. But how? Were you not descendants of Van Helsing?
Breaking through the trees, you walk out onto the beach. The white sand sinks between your toes as you search for the boat. Where is it?
Fuck!
Your eyes widen as you spot it resting on the shore near the end. You make your way over to it, thankful that it has a motor. Once you manage to push it out into the water a bit, you climb inside. But as you grab the string for the motor, you are unexpectedly tossed from the boat and into the cold water.
Emerging with a gasp, you wipe the water from your eyes and notice Wesker standing on the shore.
"Descendant of Van Helsing," he calls out. "The last of his blood resides in your veins."
So, it is true. You are alone.
"Even if the Van Helsing bloodline disappears, there are other hunters," you mention with a sneer.
"But none as strong," Wesker retorts.
You grip the bottle in your hand as he walks into the water towards you. When he is close, you raise it and press the button. However, Wesker is much too fast. All you see is a blur as he darts to the side, reaching out to grab your arm. With a snap your wrist breaks and the bottle tumbles into the water, lost; you scream in pain.
"Humans are such weak creatures. You call me a monster, but I am making your kind stronger by weeding out the worms my creator failed to do," Wesker explains.
You narrow your eyes at him, unable to see his due to the sunglasses perched on the bridge of his nose.
"Boohoo," you say in response. A grin pulls at your lips. "All this anger because daddy didn't hug you enough as a child. Humans aren't that easy to break."
Wesker tightens his jaw.
"We'll see about that."
He pushes you down into the water and holds you there. You struggle to get free, clawing at his arms as the panic starts to take over. You can't hold your breath forever. Swiping at his face, you manage to knock his sunglasses off but that does nothing to stop him. The more you kick and punch, the faster your body wears down.
Sea water enters your mouth as you take it in, attempting to breathe when there is no air in your lungs. And when it becomes too much, your vision fades to black. All you remember seeing before you lose consciousness is Wesker's cat-like eyes staring at you from the water's uneven surface.
And then there is warmth.
Saltwater bursts out of your mouth, causing you to sputter and cough. Your throat hurts so bad but at least you are alive.
As you lie on your back in the sand, trying to come to and return to reality, someone leans down on you; the sudden weight brings you discomfort.
"... off of me," you utter.
Something warm and wet trails up your neck, causing you to shiver. It feels good; almost too good. You open your eyes and see the ocean. But as you avert them you see a familiar face hovering over your neck. Wesker trails his tongue over your skin again, then leans up on his hands. His cat-like eyes stare at you in hunger.
You don't understand.
"W-why?"
"Because I've yet to break you," Wesker answers with a grin.
Is he serious? How does he intend to break you?
Wesker leans down and presses his lips against your neck, kissing the area. A shiver racks your body. What is he doing? His tongue sweeps unexpectedly over your heated skin and for a second you assume he's going to bite you, but instead, he bends up. And as his hand slides up your thigh, you realize what his intentions are.
So, why are you not stopping him? Perhaps Wesker is manipulating you. One thing is certain; however, you are curious to see whether or not he will make true to his threat.
When did you become so toxic?
His hand on your thigh continues up until his fingers rest over the crotch of your pants. You sigh in relief; the tension in your shoulders releases.
"Your ancestors would be so disappointed in you," Wesker mentions. His hand slowly rubs over your clothed pussy, even going so far as to squeeze you to draw out a reaction. "Van Helsing would turn in his grave if he could see you right now."
All you can do is bite your lip. His words are nasty but to you, they are a turn-on. You want more; you crave it.
Reaching down, you press his hand down on you, urging him to continue. But Wesker doesn't. He grins as a whine of disappointment leaves your mouth, watching you eagerly touch yourself.
"Break me," you beg.
Wesker snorts, reaching down to undo his pants.
"You are either insane or desperate."
Perhaps you are both. Who spends their entire life chasing death? You continue to touch yourself until Wesker knocks your hand away, reaching down to undo your pants. Once they are down, hanging on one leg with your panties, he turns you over onto your stomach. For a moment nothing happens. You listen to the waves as they smack against the shore, lying with your cheek on the cold white sand. Did he change his mind already?
Then to your relief, you feel Wesker's fingers on you, spreading your lower lips. You expect for him to at least prepare you more; of course, you are wet, but in no way you are ready to take him. However, without much care for your body, he presses the head of his cock against your eager hole and enters you. A groan of pain leaves you as he bottoms out inside you.
It's hard to believe a man as godly as him knows nothing of foreplay.
You turn up your eyes and bury your fingers in the sand. At least he feels good. You arch your hips, pressing your ass against him to urge him on. Wesker takes the hint and grasps your hips, easing back just to thrust into you again.
A pant of air escapes your open mouth, stirring the sand. He's good; too damn good for a creature of the night. You moan as his gloved fingers bite into your hips, bouncing your body with each thrust. This is unreal.
As much as you try, you can't contain the moans as they pour from your mouth. At this rate, your throat is going to be dry and sore. There is a slight pain in your walls from the sudden stretch but it's dull when in comparison to the euphoric sensation you get every time Wesker bottoms out, hitting your cervix.
"That's it," you utter.
Your stomach feels warm. Surges of pleasure – like electricity tingling your nerves – cause you to tighten. You can hardly take it. Reaching beneath you to your clit, you begin to rub circles around the bundle of nerves, moaning as the pleasure intensifies.
Wesker continues to fuck you and all the while you match his firm yet erratic pace. There's no way you can last much longer. You debate asking him to slow down; to at least drag out the moment, but it's too late. Your body shudders as you orgasm, forcing you to turn up your eyes in ecstasy. It's nothing like you've ever felt before. And once it runs its course, you slump in the sand, panting in exhaustion.
Wesker leans up on his knees, pulling you with him and pressing your back against his chest. From there, he continues to fuck you, tightening a hand around your throat. You gasp for air, reaching back with one hand to bury your fingers in his short slicked-back hair; the other grasps his arm. It's too much. You can't keep up with him; your body is far too exhausted, and strangely, it feels like he's moving too fast.
"S-slow down," you beg.
Wesker ignores you, forcing you to shut your eyes tight in an attempt to keep your head straight. His warm breath fans out against your neck as he speaks.
"We can have eternity together, my dear."
Is he asking you to become a vampire? You snort.
"Now look who's insane."
"I wasn't asking," Wesker retorts.
A burning pain tears through you as he sinks his fangs into your neck. You dig your fingernails in his arm and groan. It hurts but paired with the intense pace in which Wesker is fucking you, it's almost pleasurable. If only he weren't draining you of blood.
At last his body tenses, and he pulls out of you covering your ass in cum. Releasing you, Wesker yanks off his glove and bites into his wrist, drawing blood.
"Drink it," he orders, offering you a taste.
When you refuse, he grabs your chin and forces your mouth open, letting his blood drip onto your tongue. Tears pour down your face as you allow yourself to swallow the warm liquid. Wesker tastes divine. 
An intense hunger suddenly consumes you and you bring his wrist to your lips to lap at the fresh wound. It's wrong, you know, but you want more. A whine of disappointment escapes your throat as Wesker yanks his arm away.
"Don't be greedy," he sneers. 
You sigh watching the wound heal. Why would he offer to turn you? It makes no sense given your history. 
"Is this how you plan to break me? By making me a vampire."
Wesker grins.
"Killing you would be too kind. I have forever to tear you apart now that you are mine."
You widen your eyes. 
Fuck!
Perhaps you should have begged for death. It would have been less humiliating. 
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thelavendercatalogue · 5 months
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LJS Albert Idea
Yesterday, I found out something interesting that kinda supports a theory/idea I had for LJS and Id never thought id say it, but Thank Albert for confirming it just a tad.
As I've mentioned back before that one of the main things about LJS is how Lupin cant hide stuff in this AU. How he can’t bounce back from this like he use to because tbh this is his breaking point. How Lupin had not been right for years. The incident with Goemon, Albert and Tomoe combined with other stuff had beaten him in more ways far worse than anyone outside of Jigen could have imagined, no matter how well Lupin kept a lid on it.
And that this AU is basically the result of everything reaching a point of no return.. Well apparently in PT5, I found out that Albert does mention something similar that apparently supports the idea.
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And Thanks to Albert I came up with a idea. Lupin running into Albert after the gang go to France for the trip Jigen planned as a way to cheer Lupin up. As much as I believe there is just a little reconciliation between the two at the end of PT5 going into 6, there is still a lot of animosity between the two
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Lupin never liked Albert, never did.
He was one of the last people Lupin wanted to run into when they went to France because France was suppose to be the time where he could just relax and not have to think about what he possibly could be losing.
But of course, fate be a cruel mistress. He should have known relaxation would not come so easily. Jigen had planned on taking a little trip into town and while a feeling in his gut told him not to, Lupin ultimately caved on Jigens insistence and decided he would go.
The trip goes smoothly enough, Lupin actually enjoys himself, but there’s still that pit in his stomach.
The voice that suddenly comes up from behind him while Jigens off doing something else is what seals his fate.
Albert was always antagonistic; when he noticed Lupin, Lupin could hear the smarmy tone in his voice already and Lupin did his best to make himself stand up straighter, refusing to be so “limp” in front of him, if he did, he’d know what Albert would say
but Albert noticed the cane, something Lupin couldn’t hide
As it turns out, Albert already knew from the grapevine what happened to Lupin, after all when one of the biggest names in the underground go down, talk spreads fast, rumors spread faster.
And it’s like he’s trying to goad Lupin into a fight, and Lupin holds his ground until the guy makes a comment about his “grandfathers legacy” seems to be coming to an end, Lupin completely ignores what the guy says about his Father, but the moment he mentions his grandfather that’s it, Lupin basically looses his temper, and it basically becomes a shouting match between the two that garners a bit of a crowd.
Jigen of course hears what’s going on, sees what happen and then him and the guy Albert's with are suddenly trying to get the two to simmer down and walk away
Jigen gets Lupin to turn around, and they do start to leave, but then Albert suddenly makes a comment on how long it’ll be until Lupin is forced to retire, or some shit like that, like making harsh jabs at the fact that Lupin is still young but seems to have to retire so early and that’s when Lupin looses it, cause retiring is the last thing on his mind and he wants to keep going and until he dies doing this shit.
Jigen notices the change in Lupin's face, he knows what’s about to happen, he makes a grab for him, tries to get him to stop, but Lupin basically rush shuffles towards this guy and he goes to say something like
you don’t get to tell me what I can do and when it’s time for me to retire
But it cuts off abruptly
“you don’t get to tell what I can d-“
But then he suddenly gets very quiet, he’s got his finger rudely pointed at Albert's face and the guys just looking at Lupin, hell EVERYONE is looking at Lupin at this point because it’s like he’s suddenly in immense pain, he’s suddenly coated in thin layer of sweat and there’s a jabbing jarring pain running up his back down his leg and hip.
Now the thing about Lupin is I don’t think he shows weakness that easily around people, he lives in a world where if he does it’s usually a death sentence, and he’s taken shit before and was able to stand his ground.
But all of a sudden now in front of all these people no less it literally looks like he’s about to fall to his knee’s, his legs are shaking, he’s coated in sweat and he does stumble but catches himself before he does, and suddenly Jigen is by his side attempting to hold him up right.
and that’s when he notices everyone is looking at him
and Lupin’s just looking at them and he’s starring and he’s slightly panting past the pain and he’s sweating and he’s just looking at them until he slowly turns his head away from them and looks down at the ground in defeat.
And then as if to hit him even more when he’s down, Albert suddenly gets a smirk on his face as he starts to walk away, pats Lupin’s shoulder, smile’s and makes a comment that he shouldn’t worry and that retirement is easier when your younger
But Lupin still has his dignity, he slaps the guys hand away, and pulls himself up, brushing Jigen off, he doesn’t look at anyone, doesn’t even acknowledge when Jigen calls his name, and despite the pain, he simply just leaves to go back to the car, trying to keep his posture as straight as he can and he waltzes away leaving everyone behind
He doesn’t make it to the car
Instead Jigen finds him at a rest stop bathroom puking his brains out.
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jennyandvastraflint · 8 months
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An Essay on the Ending/Cliffhanger of Trespassers Rogues Gallery
SO THAT ENDING, hU!
Okay. After having cried and screamed and sobbed about it, I have now theorised. I hope this is a relatively cohesive essay.
Putting it under a cut for obvious spoilers.
Okay. This has a few parts:
"Reg" (how I'll be referring to the clone) is in league with Jenny's parents
Jenny was kidnapped directly after the scene with Jenny's parents at the reception
Vastra knows it isn't actually Jenny.
(And another thing I want to mention is the psychic link)
"Reg" is in league with Jenny's parents
Jenny was kidnapped directly after the scene with her parents at the reception
"Or maybe I'm your mother. Or your father" UH. that's odd. I missed that line completely the first time round...
But think about it. In the opening scene, Albert mentions an alien they got for the circus. I am convinced that throwaway line is important. He and Miriam relentlessly made fun of Jenny for wanting a wedding, for having a wife. Miriam calls Strax and Vastra Jenny's "freaks"...
And then the fucking 180 to them wanting to attend the wedding???? Suspicious as fuckkkk. Why the fuck would they show up if not to cause misery in their daughters life. Which brings us to Part 2...
"We were supposed to be getting married today" Yeah the switch happened before the wedding... I mean, this at least implies that Jenny was still Jenny during all the preparations and the cutesy bits before. During the ten second makeout scene with Vastra.
Here's how it went down, in my eyes:
Reg approached as one of Jenny's parents before the wedding, with the other one. They talked to Jenny, Strax threatened them, Strax probably turns his back for a moment, the switch happens.
As I said, I wouldn't put it past either Albert OR Miriam to be in league with Reg to hurt Jenny and Vastra.
Vastra knows it isn't actually Jenny.
Interesting is also the dichotomy of "We're equals" (said by our Jenny) // "I am your servant (as you are mine)" (said by "Jenny"). It's the word choice that gets me; Jenny insisting she's not a servant, and "Jenny" using explicitly the word "servant" in the vows. (More on the vows in the next point)
So. They take Jenny to wherever she's locked up, "Jenny" goes to the wedding, the other parent either stays or is lost in the crowd, or goes home, content with having caused misery.
Listen to Jenny's wedding vows again. they are quite flat, there's at least part of Jenny's usual edge in her voice missing. (see also, she was COMPLETELY empty under Missy's hypnosis, this is a more subtle version of that voice) "There is not much else to say. I love you. Those words contain all my feelings for you" (paraphrased now) Those words don't even BEGIN to describe their feelings and their relationship towards each other. The "servant" line, as mentioned above, immediately ticked me off. The almost repititious "I love you. I love you. I love you." of "Jenny" in the vows, she says it three times. It's almost like the words lose their meaning through that repetition in such a deflated tone.
The Doctor barges in, and brings up the topic of doppelgangers again. "Jenny" is quite insistent on moving on from that, not deal with the doppelganger business, on proceeding with the wedding. Which prompts Vastra to say “We never DID get to the bottom of this..." The doppelgangers are 100% still on her mind, she knows the case isn't closed, as you'd say.
On Jenny's insistence the wedding does proceed, and Vastra says “It’s not like… anyone is in immediate danger” ....... The sarcastic undertone??? I have studied this woman’s voice for years, I know when she is being sarcastic. She bloody well knew something was off but she’s just trying to figure out what happened to Jenny, when it happened, and why. And she can’t very well do that during the wedding ceremony. It might be (as my good friend @simpingforwomen24-7 indicated) that Vastra doesn't know if Jenny is safe - which she isn't, really - and that she plays along just how Ten played along in The Sontaran Strategem. (Thanks for that thought btw!)
In the very last scene, Vastra asks "Jenny" if this is what she wanted, and "Jenny" says, “Trust me” to which Vastra responds, “With all my life, Jenny Flint, all my life” Vastra says – to the clone – that she trusts Jenny Flint with all her life. She hardly ever, in any of the audios, addresses her as "Jenny Flint", always going for "Jenny", or some term of affection. I think it carries quite some significance that she insists on saying "Jenny Flint" here...
The Psychic Link
Conclusion
Maybe I am delusional, or maybe I am completely right or at least on the right track with this. One factor that Big Finish either forgot or purposefully didn't bring up yet, Vastra and Jenny have a psychic link. It's established in "Deep Breath" and has been used in "A Photograph to Remember" as well, albeit only shortly. I think the fact BOTH other audios in this set had instances of a sort of psychic link carries quite some significance ("When I close me eyes, I feel that, sad" Jenny about the psychic presence of the Ghost in the first audio, and then Vastra's connection to the Pterodyctyls.) and will become relevant later on in for instance the rescue of Jenny - that better happen soon, or else...
I believe that Vastra might be searching for a trace of Jenny with her psychic link? We'll find out in six months but I'll probably write this into a fanfic before then.
In conclusion, this is - of course - only a theory, but I do think it holds water. Six months is a cruel wait for the continuation after this cliffhanger, let that be said. My final sentence shall be a plea to Big Finish: LET THE WIVES BE HAPPY, GODDAMMIT!
Thank you for coming to my TED talk. I shall be writing fanfic now, starting with fluff and some fix-its...
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Chapter 26: make it easy on yourself
As Albert, Excella, and I drank, I rang the boys back in through the comm link.
When they walked into the room, I offered them a drink to which Nighthawk and Steve took the offer up. I had Archer put away the Disaronno and Osmanthus wine as the festivities were winding down.
"Now that you are a part of tricell, there is something that needs to be done, my dear lotus." Wesker said, stroking my cheek,"a gift if you would believe it or not."
"Yes, the main reason I went to Russia was to extract two people. A Dr. Cordell and his lovely wife, the main doctor in the creation of the Angelis virus project, which you are so versed in." Excella said, taking a sip of her brandy.
My eyes flared their signature, icy blue. My blood started to boil, memories flooding to the surface. My body slowly started to tremble in rage. I dropped my glass and watched it shatter.
A massive growl was unleashed from my throat,"CORDELL!"
(FLASHBACK)
{Trigger warning torture mentions of non con}
/October 28,1998/
Cold, my knees and feet were freezing on the cement floor. Seven needles stuck in my back. My arms chained down pinned to my side. The cold steel dug deep into my wrist, causing deep gashes and scarring cuts. My body naked in a hunched over position translucent white fluid dripping from my back side. Tears stained my cheeks.
CRACK! A bull whip rung out slicing open the flesh between the first row of syringes. Searing pain was all I felt as the wound hastily repaired itself.
"Her will is undeniably strong, colonel Sergei. But it seems the Angelis virus has also made her at least much more easily fixable. Just admire how fast she heals." Dr. Cordell said, walking in front of me as my eyes glowed a cold shade of blue,"tell me, was she truly wasted on scum like that damnable traitor, Wesker?".
I growled and started to transform into the equinoxal mutation. They brought up him. Here, why!?! just to rub salt in the wound of being stuck here. My dead husband is coming back to haunt me again.
ZAP
Scorching pain seared through me. A cattle prod was pulled away from my side. The pain was a reset to my body, causing the transformation process to halt. The ringing in my ears started to amplify.
When I get out of these damn chains, Sergei will pay. He already had taken my support system, and now he's rubbing a wound with salt. I was going to make him pay dearly for this.
"Yes, I do wish I got to my niece first before that stupid roach did, but lord Spencer has his plans for her. As his most loyal follower, I'll obey his every command." Sergei said, taking a scalpel and carving his name into my back, "doesn't mean I can't have fun with her. I already tainted her lovely back side. Now I'm going to work on that pretty little mouth of hers. Slowly, I'll mold her into the perfect toy and soldier for me and Spencer. When the time comes, she'll be able to eradicate our infestation." A dark laugh echoed out of Vladimirs throat.
"HE IS ALREADY DEAD AND GONE HIC JUST KILL ME YOU HEARTLESS BASTARD." I screamed at the thought of Sergei shoving his disgusting penis in my face. It made me feel sick to my stomach.
"She doesn't know, does she colonel?" Dr. Cordell asked.
"Know what, Sergei? What are you not telling me?" I growled out, my nails slowly growing and turning black.
"Red queen." Sergei said, turning to face the wall.
"Yes, Colonel?" A red hologram of a beautiful woman appeared.
"Show our dear agent seven forty-eight the final moments of the mansion lab and front entryway." Sergei said as a screen lowered into view.
Cctv footage played of the Arkley lab on the night of July twenty fourth.
"You'll regret this, my lady, of that I promise." His eyes left a trail like mine except his glowed a brilliant red.
It showed him plowing through B.O.W.S. and even trapping Lisa Trevor. The best and worst part was that he was alive and had survived. He hadn't come to me. He didn't even come home or contact me.
"He.....he...... he abandoned me.....why?" I was there. I came back to Raccoon City to find him. Spencer was right he had survived and chose not to come for me.
Doctor Cordell laughed along with Sergei as my heart crumbled away into nothingness. The ringing in my ears was now a deafening roar. My face grew a sheet of black glass like silica, creating a mask that hid my tears. My choking sobs started to sound like blood curdling growls. My canines were now black and four inches long over my bottom lip. Six massive bloody batlike wings ripped from my back, throwing all but one syringe into the walls. Black silica bracers grew from under my skin, breaking their way through my wrists. I flicked the wings, and the chains corroded away. Cracks formed in the cement floor.
I was truly alone. My family thinks I'm a monster. My friends are dead. Sergei rapes me during the night. Worst of all, my husband abandoned me. The only things that keep me alive are my kids. However, Vladimir has my daughter here, and the other has been tagged for capture. My life has been made mute.
Darkness clouded my vision. The ringing was blaring in my head. Make it stop. Make it stop, please. The pain that radiates from my heart was driving me mad. Then, all of sudden, the ringing stopped. I feel cold and cramped.
《Entering 3rd person POV》
"What is happening, Cordell?" Sergei asked the now terrified doctor.
"This is the arch angel form, sir. Most of the research has been non-existent, and this form was just a theory. What happened if the equinoxal mental state was pushed to the limit and broke. She broke sir congratulations are due, but not at this time we should run." The doctor said, terrified backing away.
"Vladmir Sergei! Prepare to be sentenced to Hell!" A raspy roar ripped from Tabitha's deformed mouth.
"I don't think so, my dear fragile flower. I still have plans for you. Cordell, hand me the viral stabilizer you were bragging about." Sergei said with his hand extended.
She raced over to Sergei and swung her five inch long black talons. Her claws were as sharp as a lickers' talons they left a massive gash in Sergeis's side. She tried to retreat back, but Cordell handed Vladimir a syringe, and Sergei had injected it into Tabitha's neck.
Tabithas body started to flame up, and silica surrounded her body. It encased her in a black obsidian like cocoon. When it shattered, Tabitha's body had returned to normal splayed across the floor, and the mutations remained as obsidian statuary.
《Tabithas pov》
"You belong to me now agent seven forty-eight. If you try to harm me again, I'll kill little Miss Alistar and bring that bastard son of yours here. Do you understand, my sweet anemone." Sergei laughed, pulling my body up by my matted bloody hair,"Yes, anemone the flower of fragility. That's what you are not the filthy lotus of rebirth but a lowly buttercup of fragility. You are as fragile as obsidian and just as sharp. The weapon I need will be you seven forty-eight. Make this easy on yourself, my dear, and accept that you now belong to me."
"Yes, sir." I hung my head lost in a tidal wave of depression and reluctance.
(END OF FLASHBACK)
"Commander?!?" Nighthawk screamed.
Huh? What is going on? I can't move
"Everyone get back she's going Arch-angel!" Archer shouted.
The door opened, and I heard footsteps dashing out. It was time. I opened my eyes.
SHATTER!
I broke out of the silica that was starting to encase my body. I won't let that bastard Sergei control my life now that I was free. I'd choose when i go Arch-angel.
Albert was beside me, holding my shoulder. His sunglasses were off as he stared at my now sweat drenched face. He wore a concerned look.
"Tabitha, my dear lotus," He placed his hand on my face, his thumb stroking my cheek,"What did you see? What did you see in that flashback? I know PTSD when I see it. I've seen it in plenty of my men now tell me what you saw my love."
"Sergei and Cordell, when I found out you survived the mansion incident. They both watched me turn into the Arch-angel form. Sergei was becoming my handler, and all cordell did was laugh. Now it's time to return the favor to Dr. Cordell." I clicked on my comm link, "Archer, bring my scalpels, syringes, and pliers to the containment room. Have the prisoners transferred there."
I stood up, placing my corrective shades on, "Nighthawk, please escort me and Wesker to the lab. I need to make several doses of the angelis viral stabilizer and a special treat for Dr. Cordells wife."
"Yes, mam, please follow me." Night hawk bowed, revealing his massive hawk like wings.
"Project a.c.r.o.h? You certainly have quiet the mangarie of interesting people under you, my dear lotus." Albert said, admiring Nighthawk and his wings.
" Even so, we all gladly serve our Pheonix." Nighthawk said, leading Albert and I down the hall to my lab.
Once we arrived at the lab, I threw on my lab coat and sped to my workstation. Quickly, I prepared seven vials of my blood and synthesized three doses of max strength viral stabilizer. Albert stood in the corner as I worked. He seemed deep in thought.
When I dropped to the floor, he walked over and pulled me into a warm gentle embrace, "My dearheart, please be careful. I don't know a lot about the angelis virus, but I can tell that what happened has really drained you. Please, my lotus, make this easy on yourself and rest. Come, I have something to show you. He took my hand and led me out of the vehicle bay.
We walked along the trail of the apple orchard to Alistar's sanctuary. When we got there, I was shocked by the state of things. The statuary was put back together, surrounded by pink carnations. Albert sat at the bench he held me on last night and pointed at the angel statue that had a blue tarp in front of it.
"Go ahead, my lotus lift it. It's not much but something I could do to help you mourn better. I worked ever since you fell asleep, and Excella landed last night." He said as I turned to to fave the tarp.
With a quick grasp, I pulled the cover away and gasped. Tears were now forming in my eyes as I fell to my knees. There was fresh sod and a new headstone in front of Alistar's statue.
It read," Laid to rest, here is Alistar Lancaster. Daughter of Tabitha and Albert Wesker. May she wander the stars infinitely. 1982-2003"
Albert stepped up behind and crouched beside me. He draped his right arm over my shoulder. A relaxed smile was on his face for once. It was stunning.
"I know, I was not there for you or her either when she was born or when she died. However, I know that she wanted this. We are a family again, and once uroboros is complete, no one will harm us again." He said, looking at me, removing his sunglasses.
With a simple motion, I turned and kissed him, "Carry me back to base so I can rest. That way, i can make Cordell pay for all he did to me and Alistar. He will feel the pain that she felt and all the pain he caused me as well."
Albert quickly lifted me up and took me in his arms, heading back to base,"Anything you wish, my dear lotus."
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rukia-writes · 2 years
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I notice a severe lack of Tesla NSFW works. Is it okay if I request something spicy with him? Anything spicy works.
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A/N: we just met him 😭 gotta give it two months at least ♥️ we see Tesla, we see him ♥️
Warnings: 18+, no (No! Non! Nem! Nein!) minors, dirty thoughts, oral sex, sex inventions, uniform kink,
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Examine.
From the top of her head to the bottom of feet the scientist Nikola Tesla examined the assistant that Albert Einstein brought to help with the group’s experiments. This was a habit of Tesla’s as Einstein told Tesla ,who was still examining the woman with curiousity, that (Name) would be helping them out especially with running errands. While Tesla was doing his examination (Name) looked at the handsome scientist with a bit of worry as she was simply told by Einstein that she was just needed for help and not an examination.
Before (Name) could ask Tesla a question she felt a hand on her leg, shocked (Name) turned her gaze slowly down to see Tesla completely focused on her bare legs, rubbing it with his hand that was gloved seeing as she had pencil skirt on showing off her legs.
“You have nice legs, you’ll be a great assistant.”
Tesla gave the assistant a bright smile as he looked up at her making the assistant’s heart skip a beat. Einstein responded to Tesla with “Of course, I picked her.” Proud, Einstein stuck out his chest as Tesla as the two began talking about physics and asking (Name) to get supplies such as paper and books. Happy to do so, (Name) did as they asked for supplies Tesla was writing equations on his chalk board with his mechanical pigeon on his shoulders.
Ragnarok had officially started and (Name) was already tired from the errands the scientists gave her in a pencil skirt with her shirt tucked in and in heels no less. Mainly the heels, which Tesla noticed as he would sneak several naughty glances her way.
Well, nothing a little science couldn’t handle.
Running from memory alone Tesla was quickly able to come up with accurate measurements of (Name)’s body. From her breasts to her waist size, Tesla was able to calculate it all even though he was supposed to be doing other things. While calculating everything from his mechanical ladder that had seat on top.
“Excuse me, Einstein said to give you this.”
“Thank you, good work.”
Tesla didn’t even turn around to look at the beautiful assistant as he kept writing down equations until he heard (Name) ask what it was he was calculating, then without warning Tesla simply erased the equation as his face turned a bit red at being caught, even though (Name) had no idea why Tesla did that.
“Ah, I seemed to have mis calculated. Starting over from the beginning.”
“Oh, can I be of assistance-“
Cut off from saying anything (Name) was interrupted by Einstein accidentally bumping into the ladder as he happy that he found the book he was looking for while walking over to Edison, not even noticing that he had did so as well as the other scientists who were preoccupied with their work. Not noticing that Einstein’s bump caused (Name) to become unbalance and face plant right into Tesla’s pelvis.
Tesla didn’t know how to react by all this, what were the odds of this happening. Tesla knew this was rare but it was like physics was telling him something.
“Are you okay, Ms. (Name)?”
Tesla watched as (Name)’s hands tried to find a spot to push herself up, Tesla promptly ignored helping out as he found the situation very beneficial. (Name) was quickly able to push herself up with her hair a mess totally embarrassed as she began to apologize, doing her best not to think of excited Tesla’s cock was as she noticed it jump she when she face planted on him, not to mention how well endowed he was.
Thinking to herself, Tesla had to be a perfect size for her.
“I’m so sorry, I’ll let you get back to work.”
Tesla carefully watched her straighten herself, smirking in a knowing manner. A few minutes later Tesla peeked over (Name)’s shoulder with his face close to her as she was writing an equation for Tesla on the chalk board.
“Are you finished?”
“Not yet-“
“I’ll help you.”
Tesla knew the equation by heart as inched closer to his sweet assistant as he placed his hand that was gloved over hers and wrote the equation with ease.
“Sorry, it’s a bit hard for me to understand.”
Tesla heard (Name) say stressing the word “hard” in a sweet yet lustful tone, and Tesla didn’t have to think of her meaning long as he felt her gently stroke his cock. Never in his life had he considered being so lustful in a place of learning but it was growing on him and so was his cock that wanted to be free from his pants. This was a new experience for Tesla but like any challenge he thought rationally.
“Well, that’s why I’m here to help.”
Stressing the word help in mock to how (Name) did previously as he slowly fondled with his sweet assistants breasts, smirking when he heard her low and sweet moan as well as finding his measurements correct. Thinking himself what sort of faces she would make if he invented a machine that would please her and then please her with his own cock.
These were one of many thoughts Tesla had, the scientist had plenty of thoughts that his assistant didn’t know about, but in time she would.
Tesla has a super brain so he think of a million and one scenarios immediately and they are all in his head.
When he first meets his interest he definitely examines them from head to toe. ♥️
Formulas, formulas, formulas, is able to calculate their measurements from chest size to shoe size and the fact he’s accurate is amazing.
Likes for his interest to have that assistant look, rather suit, skirt with the shirt tucked with heels, etc
Oral sex is his go to, he likes to give and receive well balanced.
Would use sex tools on his s/o, if he has time he makes them himself. Secretary of course.
Sex on his desk (formulas and important papers are scooted out the way of course.
Eye contact, wants needs that eye contact, not constantly but as Tesla is for example deep inside his s/o expect for him to want some sort of eye contact. Or! If his interest wants to top that is A okay with Tesla! as long their is a desk and he gets that eye contact he is fine.
Tesla is a power switch. I 👏🏻said 👏🏻what👏🏻 I👏🏻 said 👏🏻
Tesla doesn’t dirty talk, but he does praise ♥️
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indigo-flightly-falls · 5 months
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Newsies Unite! AU
Uhhh woe, Newsies and Pokémon crossover AU be upon you.
little snippet I wrote about Sparrow meeting Race, Spot, and Albert :D
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"Hello?" Sparrow asked in the general area of the desk in front of him, looking for the person to let him get to his dorm. "Is anybody there to help a lost, new student?"
A slight bang from behind the door on the back wall alerted Sparrow to the location of a person, but he wasn't moving. If somebody was making him wait, he'd wait for them.
"Sorry, sorry!" An adult man dressed in an purple and orange suit walked out the door, with messy hair and a charmander by his side. "Things got a bit switched around in the storage room, and I forgot there were more students arriving today."
"It's all good." Sparrow waved his hand, smiling. "I just need to get checked in so I can actually get to my dorm and unpack."
"Thank you for understanding." The trainer sat at the desk, and turned on the computer to check the logs. "Name?"
"Alex Widdow." Sparrow said. "I have two eevees and a taillow."
The man (Sparrow finally got around to checking his nametag, which read Fenris Wized) typed a few things into the computer, before nodding at Sparrow. "You're in dorm B4, which is on the second floor of the dorms building, and your pokémon are confirmed to be yours. Welcome to Aeos Island, trainer."
Sparrow nodded his head, a huge grin covering his face. He had finally made it.
Now to hope and pray that his dormmates would be nice.
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"B8, B6, ah, B4!" Sparrow had been walking down the hall, because for some reason the smaller numbered dorms were farther towards the end of the dorm building. But it was fine.
The doors on the right side were purple, while the ones on the left were orange, so Sparrow was left standing in front of a violet door with a number and a letter on it.
All that was left to do was open the door.
It opened with a small creek, and showed a scene of chaos before him.
"RACE GET YOUR JOLTEON OFF ME!"
Sparrow stood in the doorway, watching as a jolteon of all things had jumped on top of a teenager with brown hair, as a ginger haired trainer (probably the jolteon's owner) cackled at the chaos. On the couch across the room, a short teen with black hair was watching with a look of disappointment.
The person on the coach noticed Sparrow standing awkwardly in the doorway, and apparently decided to take pity on him.
"Race, Albert, cut it out. We've got a new roommate."
The two involved with the chaos of the jolteon, glanced over at Sparrow. The ginger quickly stood up, calling the jolteon back to its pokéball, and turned to face Sparrow.
"Greetings, sorry you had to barge in on that." He said, glaring at the others. "I'm Racetrack, although you can call me Racer like the others. That's Albert, and the short and murderous one is Spot."
Sparrow huffed a laugh. "I'm Alex, although I prefer to go by Sparrow." He paused, before adding onto his sentence. "Although I'll take any bird themed nicknames."
"Ah, a nicknames guy. Jack's goin' to have a field day." Spot commented, getting up from where he was sitting.
"What pokémon do you have?" Albert asked, sitting up and shaking his head to get his hair away from his face.
"Two eevees and a taillow." Sparrow said, grinning. "Basic, but leafeon and vaporeon are pretty decent when you get them."
"Another eeveelution appreciator." Racer said approvingly. "I've got a jolteon, a zeraora, and a raichu!"
"Speedy electric types?" Sparrow noted. "Good idea."
"I've got a flareon, a torchic, and a fennekin!" Albert called from the stool he had taken a seat on. "Fire types somehow seem to gravitate towards me."
"And I have a garchomp and a lucario." Spot added, causing Sparrow to stare at him.
"How the fuck did you catch a garchomp?"
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"Hey, you mentioned the one eevee is named Rapid, but what about the taillow and the second eevee?" Racer asked, petting his raichu from where it was sitting next to him.
Sparrow mentally froze for a second, before putting his hand in his hands.
"You guys are going to call me crazy, but I've had these two for almost three months now." He started. "The taillow is named Spot and the second eevee is named Racer."
Racer and Spot both stared at him for a second, causing Sparrow to shrink into the cushions of the couch.
"Well, fate is real and it has brought us together." Racer said with a chuckle. "Was there a reason or...?"
"That's the funny part!" Sparrow laughed, "I dreamed of fighting with somebody named Race, so I thought it was a badass name and modified it."
"Can you see the future?" Spot asked.
"Nope, I just have weirdly good name picking skills."
tags: @trenchcoatsbi (phil here you go. thank you for putting up with me live-asking my brainstorming :D ) @thenopequeen
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blond-jerk-tourney · 5 months
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Strawberry Bracket: Semifinals, Poll 1
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Kuusuke Saiki
Threatened to reveal his brothers psychic powers to the world via live stream if didn’t complete a series of tasks that I would consider to be shitty saw traps all to reveal a birthday cake and some birthday wishes. Dude’s got issues
He’s also a teaboo
He is blonde and he is such a prick. Absolute jerk. Such an honest to god bitch.
Kuusuke that bitch. He's such a fucking dickwad I hate thisan so much. I am an avid hater of blondes but this vile piece of shit takes the cake. Dude plays psychological warfare games on his brother and acts all but hurt that he's not always the smartest guy in the room. He's like if Albert Einstein was also the guy from saw. Except unlike the guy from saw he directs all of his hatred towards Kusuo (his brother). He treats every member of his family like dogshit and has a God complex that is threatened by the mere existence of his brother. Which yeah, sure, I get that it can be hard to be praised for something your whole life only for it to be immediately made unimportant by your little brother with psychic powers, but Christ on a cracker! No need to spend your entire life but hurt about it
please consider kuusuke is a flaming faggot.
Did i mention that kuusuke enslaved a town of old people that included his own grandparents? Cause he did that.
Nanami Kiryuu
She's the mean girl of the show, and a pretty interesting take on the "bitchy vain school rival of the protagonist" trope. She spends most of her early screentime being a bully and most of her later screentime being both the biggest loser imaginable and deeply sad/troubled (which still does not erase how much of an asshole she can be). She even laughs like your stereotypical mean rich girl. Nanami has so many problems and sucks so so bad. I adore her.
Shes a psychotic bully who seeks to ruin the lives and reputations of any girl who gets more of her brothers attention than she does. Reasons Nanami Kiryuu deserves to win: - she has made many attempts at physical and psychological terrorism against Anthy Himemiya (including a plotted wardrobe malfunction at a crowded social gathering) simply for drawing more of her brother's attention than her - tried to fill Anthy's bedroom with wild animals (a snail, a snake, and a live octopus) to make her out to be a freak only to find that her room was already full of wild animals - she bankrolled an elementary schoolers crush on her to turn him into her personal boyservant - briefly non-personed a member of her bully entourage for sharing an umbrella with her brother - received a luxury cowbell due to a shipping error and smugly wore it to school for weeks flaunting it like high coture - when her bully entourage rebelled against her due to her brothers manipulation she brought them back in line by just straight up beating the shit out of all of them - all in all just a petty, goonish motherfucker (she also does the ohohohohoho anime girl laugh)
she's blond: despite being Japanese her hair is yellow, unlike her brother's. yellow is even her image color. she's a jerk: introduced as a jealous and dishonest scheming bully, she is one of the more outwardly antagonistic characters in a cast where pretty much everyone is a Real Piece Of Work she's the best: the quintessential ohoho-laughing ojou, her fully-realized character arc makes people both laugh and cry even her sidekick is a blond jerk! how many blond jerks have their own blond jerk sidekick?
i don't know what you've heard but she's NOT the kind of girl who lays eggs!
The token mean rich girl of the franchise. Does the classic "ohohoho" laugh. Doesn't like either of our main characters. She never actually seems to get her way, and secretly has a lot of her own problems. also she lays eggs and turns into a cow
Absolutely THE quintessential anime mean girl. I mean literally her laughing is THE meme for the hohohoho anime laugh. Needs attention So Badly and straight up bullies anyone she deems a threat to that (so basically Everyone). I haven’t finished RGU but apparently she duels with the intent to kill and drowned a kitten once because it was taking up too much of her brother’s attention? Also she’s 13 which explains a lot
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October 16th: aphrodisiac
Albert wesker x reader
Gender neutral reader
Warnings: Albert experimenting with reader via aphrodisiac, teasing (reader recieving), reader being bounded, mentions of using reader as a potential subject of further experimentation. Reader gets their clothes cut off them.
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Waking up, you feel as if someone has lit your body on fire. It wasn't necessarily in pain, it was lust. You attempted to sit up but your hands were restrained. The uniform on your body felt uncomfortably hotter than usual, making your already hazy mind more towards trying to piece together the situation around you.
Sweat coats your body as you see the lab door open. A gust of cold wind filled the room, your exposed arms had goosebumps as you looked towards the door.
The familiar blonde man that you were fighting against earlier entered the room. You tried to break the restraints on your hands and feet as you spoke up rather lowly.
"What the fuck do you want from me, Wesker?"
If it wasn't for the fact that the man in front of you wasn't the target for your mission, you would've found him somewhat attractive. You attempted to fight back your body's reactions of his closeness to you with no avail.
"It's quite impressive that you were able to kill some of my more powerful subjects with little injury. But how pathetic you are fighting on the wrong side."
He took a look at the labs attached on the clip board on the side of your bed as he took brief glances at you in between reading.
"Your health is in perfect condition. Blood work came back perfect. Now let's take a look at how the aphrodisiac is effecting your body."
Albert speaks as he puts the clipboard back on the table. Your eyes widened at the mention of him putting you through an aphrodisiac as you attempted to keep your body calm. Suddenly, you feel the cold blade of his knife cut off the uniform on your body, only leaving you in your underwear.
The lack of clothing did nothing to soothe your hot body as Albert takes note of your heart rate from the wires attached to your chest. A sly smirk appears on his face as he looks back at you knowingly.
"Your endurance is rather impressive but your body tells me otherwise. Your heart rate is elevated, it's obvious that the drug is making you aroused. Even soiling your underwear."
Albert tsked at you while you continue to fight the bondage off your wrists. A slight wave of embarrassment flooded your body from the fact that he was so observant with your body.
Feeling a leather covered hand brush against the wet spot on your underwear caused you to suck in a soft breath, making your arousal even more aparent to Albert. As quickly as he touched you, his hand left your body before leaning towards your face.
"You'll be the perfect candidate for further experimentation. If you're a good little pet while i take care of rather important, I'll reward you with release."
You shuddered from the mention as the smug male walked out of the room, locking the door behind him.
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beah388love · 2 months
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Fainted
18+ Minors DNI!!!
Full Masterlist Legend Masterlist
Pairing: Reggie kray x Fem!Reader
Summary: You faint form your period…
Warnings: Fainting,Mentions of period,Dizziness,cuts,bleeding,swearing,bad language!!! (please tell me if I missed any!!!)
I was helping as the bartender and waitress since the lady who usually did it was sick.
I was also on my period and when I'm on mine I will usually faint and I've told Reggie so he knows to keep an eye on me just incase.
"Can we have two lagers over here miss?" A man asked me and I nodded with a smile before I went and walked over to pour the drink but as I grabbed the cup I felt a sudden rush of dizziness but I brushed it off.
I poured the two drinks and handed them to him before taking his money.
"I'll take a lager Miss" another man said to me as he handed me some money.
It was a Friday night and the whole bar was crowded.
I took the money and began to walk to the cups.
I grabbed one and I felt the dizziness hit me even worse then before.
I paused and I knew I should take a break but I didn't I went to make the mans drink first.
I walked to the pour spouts and before I could pour the drink I fainted and I hit my head on the side of the bar before I fell causing it to bleed and the glass shattered onto the floor causing everyone to look over.
Along with my boyfriend Reggie.
"What's happened?" Reggie asked a man near the bar before he walked to it.
"I think the Bartender fell or fainted?" The guy said and Reggie quickly went over and behind the bar.
"Shit.." he muttered barely under his breath.
He quickly moved most of the broken glass off my hand and then he picked me up and carried me to his office.
Albert went to him as he was walking out from the bar.
"What happened?" He asked and Reggie sighed.
"Albie Just take over for a minute will y'a?" Reg said and albie nodded.
Reggie shut his office door and laid me on his sofa in his office.
He grabbed some Napkins he found on one of his shelves and he cleaned up my head wound and held the tissue on the cut.
"God, please wake up soon" Reggie said to himself before he sat down next to the sofa and held my limp hand.
A couple minutes later I woke up and quickly went to get up but got pushed down by Reggie.
"Hm..what happened?" I asked him panicked as I looked around the room to see where I was.
"You fainted dove" Reggie said softly before he gave me a soft kiss on the forehead.
"Sorry I'm on my period, I should've stopped..I probably held up everyone's drinks-" I babbled on and on until Reggie cut me off.
"Do.not.say.that.ever.again. You didn't hold up anything and don't think you did" Reggie reassured me and I smiled.
"Are you alright? Do you need anything?" Reggie asked me and I shook my head.
"You cut your head a little, it's stopped bleeding now though" he said as he inspected the cut.
"Can you just stay with me, I still feel a little dizzy" I said and he nodded.
"Of course doll" he said and gave me a kiss on the lips before he sat with me until I felt like I could stand up right again.
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