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enretrogue · 5 months

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𝗠𝗔𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦 (𝟮)

.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC RECS M.LIST

ONE CHICAGO

KEVIN ATWATER

Badge of Honor — @keanureevesisbae

Torments — @proceduralpassion .☘︎ ݁˖

I’ll Be Seeing You — @proceduralpassion .☘︎ ݁˖

Just One Round — @yaachtynoboat711 .☘︎ ݁˖

Coffee Bae — @yaachtynoboat711 .☘︎ ݁˖

Can We Talk — @yaachtynoboat711 .☘︎ ݁˖

S.O.S. — @darqchilddaydreamz .☘︎ ݁˖

I Got You — @darqchilddaydreamz .☘︎ ݁˖

Daddy Kink — @strwbrrykss

Nothin’ I Wouldn’t Do For You — @libraryofloveletters

Won’t You Be Mine?— @ssahotchswifemain

Smoothie — @reelwriter19 .☘︎ ݁˖

Say It — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

Doctor’s Visit (Drabble) — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

Lucky Ones — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

Ready — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

CONNOR RHODES

Lunch — @collecting-stories

Model Husband — @deanstead

Money, Money, Money — @poppadom0912

Vows — @deanstead

In The Dark — @bullet-prooflove

JAY HALSTEAD

My Blessings — @halsteadlover

Mine — @onechicagolife

What Are You Doing? — @themultifandomgal

Never Been So Scared — @dlmlufics

Med Students — @poppadom0912

I’m Late — @dlmlufics

Domestic — @lily174

I’ll Look Out For You — @lily174

Birthday Surprise — @dlmlufics

I Promised You Forever — @dlmlufics

The Sister Halstead Materlist — @citygirlcharlotte

Baby Halstead — @dlmlufics

Mrs. Detective Jay Halstead — @dlmlufics

HANK VOIGHT

Keep You Safe — @poisonedjoinery

Filthy Secrets — @poisonedjoinery

Sweet Little Thing — @poisonedjoinery

The Family We Chose — @procrastinatorimagines

Hank x Deaf!Fem!Reader — @keanureevesisbae

Is That My Shirt? — @one-sweet-gubler

Slow And Steady — @smaoineamhsalach

Accidental First Kiss — @libraryofloveletters

TLOU

ABBY ANDERSON

Anything But Me (+ Ellie Williams) ⎢ Part 2 — @seattlesellie

Abby x Ticklish!Reader — @lolasimms

First Kiss — @millerssurora

Sleepy Lovemaking w/ Abby — @lolasimms

Scumbag!Abby — @canaidliafail

Uncharted Territory — @sweetercalypso

Abby Being Sweet w/ Crybaby!Reader — @sweetercalypso

Stressed Out — @ourautumn86

Tea Parties and Mockery — @lolasimms

Espresso and Hand Holding — @lolasimms

Abby and Reader w/ Toddler Twins — @lolasimms

Girl Mom!Abby x Black!Reader ⎢ More HCs — @theendofevangelionnn .☘︎ ݁˖

At Least I Got You In My Head ⎢ 1 ⎢ 2 ⎢ 2.5 ⎢ 3 — @whatwouldsylwrite

Camgirl!Reader x Camgirl!Abby — @deblklesb

Abby Making A Sextape With You— @deblklesb

Soft Ridges — @elsfairy

Discovering The Mommy Kink — @hope-drunk

The Late Shift — @pinknightsinmymind

Tan Lines — @sweetercalypso

Look, Wild Cherries! — @s-4pphics .☘︎ ݁˖

Sexting w/ GF!Abby — @ourautumn86

Jealous Sex w/ Basketball!Abby — @elsweetheart

Morning Routine — @lolasimms

Abby Teasing You — @strawberryjamheart

Stay Grounded ⎢ 4 ⎢ 5 ⎢ 6 — @canaidliafail

Deep End — @angelkissiies

Stubborn — @darlingmisa

It’s Gonna Kill Me — @fleshwaters

Abby Anderson NSFW HCs — @pinknightsinmymind

Size Kink w/ Abby — @seattlesellie

Mom!Abby HCs — @lolasimms

Abby Helps You Squirt — @sweet-lover-girl

Mornings — @pinknightsinmymind

Wife!Abby and Reader ⎢ Part Two — @lolasimms

Modern AU: GF!Abby HCs ⎢ Part 2 — @hyperfixatesnwrites

What? Like It’s Hard? — @angelkissiies

Try Something New — @toasty-melons

Lemon Color, Honey Glow — @girldreaming

Munch! — @ourautumn86

Being Modern!Abby’s Girlfriend — @hope-drunk

Rugby Player!Abby — @abbysgirlx

Cooking For Abby — @darlingmisa

Hockey!Abby — @millersaurora

Serene — @elsfairy

Talk You Through It — @pinknightsinmymind

Text Messages (+ Ellie and Dina) — @onestopfanficshop

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sardonic-the-writer · 2 years

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—STRANGER

—Logan had been sent back to the seventies to save the world. And to introduce a few future lovers to each other

—Word count: 1.6k+

—Extra: n/a

To say the proffessor wasn't like he expected would be an understatement.

The Proffessor X Logan knew was a wise man whom, yes had his flaws, but was nonetheless a very sensible man who only wished for the best out of everyone. He was a mentor. A teacher. A father figure to hundereds. And the very same man who was supposed to be the one in his own place, saving the world ahead of time.

But the professor next to him didn't even look like one. He just looked like—a Charles. A very scrappy man named Charles.

Being sent back to the past to scrape together the few mutants who would trust or believe him was a challenge enough. Yet somehow the universe managed to make it harder with the challenge of a few stubborn people with the habit to wallow in self pity.

Logan pinched the bridge of his nose for what felt like the tenth time in the last half hour, jaw set in annoyance as a silver haired boy in the back seat rattled off questions like it was nobody's business.

The steering wheel underneath his hand groaned with the effort he was clutching it with. From the backseat Hank tossed Logan the occasional look, somewhere between a mixture of concern and nerves.

"Where are we going anyways? I ran out of the car a couple miles back and were driving in the opposite direction of the pentagon. Don't tell me you're kidnapping me. I don't think you'd kidnap me. You're too old for that." Peter's voice was non stop. Question after question after question. Like a talk show host. Similar to a talk show host, most of his comments flew right over everyones heads as white noise. But those few particular ones seemed to catch the attention of the other occupants in the car.

"Yes. Thats—that's actually a good point Peter." Charles pointed out, grunting as he adjusted his seatbelt in the passengers seat. He looked rather uncomfortable, and Logam chose to assume he hadnt been out of the run down school for a while. Much less in a car. "Where exactly are we going now Logan?"

"To see a friend." He grummbled. Charles raised an eyebrow, wating for more context, but he offered none.

"Are you always this grouchy man?"

Hank shut Peter up with a kick to the leg.

"I just figured we might need to pick them up. Good for the break in. And my sanity. If were gonna break Erik out I'd rather have somebody to keep us all in check there. Their one of the people I actually like where I come from." Logan eventually relented, taking another turn with the car, leading them all on a gravel road now.

"Them?" Peter piped up, dissapearing with a woosh before appearing right where he had been before. Hank jumped, still not used to it. "You mean the person living in the uhh little brown house two miles from here? It has a nice apple tree."

"The house wasnt brown when I knew it, but yes."

"Do we get to know about this mystery person or are we just supposed to go along with you and walk into some strangers house? We dont even know them." Charles said skeptically whilst cleaning his sunglasses on his shirt.

Logan had to stop himself from smiling.

"You'll get to know them eventually alright."

(Y/n) honestly was fine living off the map. Well it wasn't really off the map per say, just tucked away in a place where few people ever thought to pass by. Besides the occasional gas station or two, there was nothing bit plain empty highway for miles around. The only person who ever came to visit regularly was the young woman who delivered their mail every Saturday.

"Alright! I'm coming I'm coming! Hold on a minute!"

(Y/n) struggled with pulling a spare jacket they had laying around over their black shirt in an attempt to look put together. Nearly tripping down the stairs two at a time it was a miracle they ended up at their front door without any missing teeth.

Their eyes had bags under them, days of sleep seemingly have evaded them. Smile lines and small scars took up the rest of their face like a map detailing every inch of the world. Despite being in their mid twenties, they looked like they had seen more than most of the full grown adults out there.

"I didn't think the mail came untill Saturday Jane! What did you miss me or something?"

Their words faded out as soon as their front door had swung open, giving way to the sight of four very different looking men.

"You're not Jane." They squinted suspiciously.

Logan nearly chuckled at the tone—meant to be intimidating but friendly all the same. Same (Y/n) as always.

"Sorry to disappoint, but we need your help." He kept his distance, letting them test the situation. Litteraly.

Logan knew that if Charles has his powers, he would have been able to feel as (Y/n) entered not only his but all of their heads at once, reaching deeper and deeper untill they found the emotions resting deep inside of everyone. And based on the way that they opened the door for wide enough for them to walk through after a moment, he figured they must have found them too.

Peter wasted no time touring the house, gusts of wind sounding up and down the stairs, (Y/n) blinking once or twice before shaking their head as a result.

"Mutants?" They asked, sitting at the bottom step of their stairs with their head in their hands. (They sat just off to the side so that way they wouldn't get in the way of Peter's joyride around the place.)

"You tell me." Was all Logan said before showing them his hands. Judging on the way (Y/n) scrunched their face up he figured they could feel his pain as his claws broke through skin.

"And now you have boney thingies coming from your knuckles. I'd like to go back to bed now please." They mummbled.

"Listen, we didn't come here to chat." (Y/n)'s focus redirected itself from the guy with the claws in front of them to a new face, accompanied with a brisish accent. And some very odd tastes in style. They wondered if he had cut his hair himself. Or not at all.

Most of all, they could feel the exasperation and exhaustion rolling off of him in waves. Along with a lot of other emotions they couldn't directly decipher. A first in the usage of their powers to say the least. The empath could only get a read on his surface emotions; none of the important ones.

Maybe it was that or the way he seemed to demand apt attention as he spoke, but (Y/n) turned their body to face him with curious eyes. Silently challenging him to continue. It was a stark change in attitude from the disbelief they had been expressing moments ago, but this was not uncommon in an empath. Especially from one such as them.

Logan stepped back with the hints of a genuinely amused smile pulling at his lips, pushing back a very confused looking Hank with him (who at this point was just there to be the civil one).

It was always a sight to see when the two future lovers would get into an in depth conversations. Like watching a game of 3D chess from some other dimension. You knew the basics, but that was all. The real meaning of it all was left to the players.

"I don't know why Logan has brought us here but it must be for a reason. As all things are. But you must know that the world is in grave danger. I do not know what level of convincing I need to do to get you to come with us but—"

"I'll come."

Charles stopped to peer down at them through his sunglasses. (Y/n) didn't break eye contact. He felt like they were looking stright through him and into his heart.

"One thing you must know about me, I tend to act off of emotions." They smiled to themself, Charles getting the feeling that he was missing some sort of inside joke. "And I have a hint you all aren't here with bad intentions. At least not to me."

Peter appeared next to Hank once again, his hair wild from a few minutes of running around the same area and carrying what Charles assumed to be various things from (Y/n)'s household; all casset tapes.

"I like them. Good taste in music. I say we bring 'em." He zipped over to the stairs and sat next to them, wrapping an arm around their shoulders confidently while offering then some gum.

"Would it upset you if I called you Speedy?" (Y/n) said while taking it.

"Not at all, new friend."

That was how they ended up locking the door to their house and leaving a note for the mailman detailing how they would be gone for a bit, everyone waiting by or in the car.

"Now, tell me exactly why you seem to be so fond of this person." Charles asked, leaning against the outside of the cars red exterior next to Logans large figure. He kept an eye on (Y/n), not quite sure why he felt compelled to keep track of them. "Do you fancy them or something?" He ran a hand through his long hair, tossing a small and tentive wave at them upon catching their eye.

Logan nearly choked on his laugh.

"Not quite professor." He outright laughed aloud. Something Charles had yet to hear from him. "Just make sure to send me an invitation to the wedding when you finally work up the courage to propose in a few years."

He smirked at Charles' face, eyes now the size of dinner plates.

"Now off to go commit a federal crime. And get your fucking feet off my dash Maximoff."

#charles xavier #charles xavier x reader #xmen #xmen x reader #xmen: days of future past #xmen days of future past x reader #xmen days of future past #peter maximoff #logan #wolverine #hank #hank mccoy

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thetragicallynerdy · 1 year

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So for NYE some pals and I had a slideshow party (where each person puts together a 5-10 minute slideshow presentation on whatever topic they want and we all present) and the topic I chose for mine was The Top Ten Chuck Tingle Books I Want To Read. I said I would share it here if this is the topic I went with, out of some other fun options like "why peanut butter should be in s'mores: I am right and all of you are wrong", "paw patrol and the patriarchy" and "top ten funniest pride clothing i've found online." The Tingler topic won, so without further ado, here u go pals:

The Top Ten Chuck Tingle Books I Want To Read, by Hank - a NYE Presentation

(Be warned this is a long post, all slides have IDs for accessibility)

[ID: The title slide of my slideshow which reads: The Top Ten Chuck Tingle Books I Want To Read: A Definitive Ranking based on Title, Cover Art, and Vibes alone, By Hank. The slideshow background, called "couture," is a black background with a fancy white overlay embellished with different kinds of patterns. It gives a sense of fashion and flair for the dramatic. It is the same background for every slide. End ID.]

Number Ten - Eaten Right by the Mysterious S Symbol Everyone Used to Draw.

[ID: a slide with the cover of the Chuck Tingle book listed above. The cover shows a curvy woman in underwear, bra, and open shirt smiling and touching her hair. Beside her is a neon teal "S" symbol that was popular in the early 2000s, made by drawing 6 lines and connecting them. Text on the slide reads:

I can’t stop laughing about the S symbol

That’s it that’s pretty much the entire reason it’s on here

(Also the model is v cute)

End ID.]

Number Nine - Taken by the Gay Unicorn Biker.

[ID: another slide, with book cover and text. The cover shows a very muscle-y man wearing low-cut jeans and an open leather jacket, with a unicorn wearing leather and riding a motorcyle behind it. The book cover has a sepia tone. Text on the slide reads:

Very here for the gay unicorn biker

How does a unicorn bike when it only has hooves? Unclear

The sepia tone makes this seem like it’s gonna be gritty in a fun way

End ID.]

Number Eight - The Unicorn Them Fatale Pounds My Non-Binary Butt Mysteriously

[ID: another similar slide. The book cover on it shows a non-binary person wearing black skinny jeans and a black vest and thin black choker sitting on a bar stool. Behind them stands a pink anthropomorphic unicorn wearing shiny leather pants and a black long sleeve crop top. The cover gives off noir vibes, while simultaneously giving off goth or emo vibes. Text on the slide reads:

Very here for non-binary smut

Also very here for this goth/emo unicorn

Them fatale is a fucking great pun

End ID.]

Number Seven - Glazed by the Gay Living Donuts

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a shirtless man looking over his shoulder seductively. He is surrounded by glazed donuts, with a white kitchen in the background. Text on the slide reads:

I am but a simple person who likes donuts a lot

The donuts look very tasty

The use of a donut in the word donut is A++

I want to know if the sex gets more creative than just fucking a donut hole (I suspect it will, because it’s Chuck Tingle)

End ID.]

Number Six - My Dungeon Master Is a T-Rex Rules Lawyer But Fortunately I Rolled A Crit On The Pound My Butt Check

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a man wearing a kilt, wide leather belt, and metal pauldron extending to armour over his left arm. He is otherwise shirtless, and smiles while giving a thumbs up. Behind him is an anthropomorphic dinosaur wearing a business suit. They stand in an office. Text on the slide reads:

As a dungeon master this is hilarious

SO curious about the contrasting costumes, and whether or not they also LARP

Is the rules-lawyer T-Rex also an actual lawyer?? Read on to find out??

End ID.]

Number Five - I Freed This Handsome Cargo Ship From The Suez Canal But Now He's Stuck In My Butt

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a shirtless man with a very hairy chest wearing boxers and standing with one hand on his chin and the other on his hip. Behind him is a photo of the Ever Given cargo ship, with a face photoshopped onto the front of the ship. Text on the slide reads:

The Ever Given my beloved

Kind of in love with the face just stuck on the front of the ship

Very curious about the plot lines

That dude’s chest hair is a+++

End ID.]

Number Four - Moby Butt

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a woman wearing a bar maid style period clothing of dress with a tight bodice over a lacy white off the shoulder shirt, as well as a black choker necklace and an eye patch. She crosses her arms and looks coolly at the camera. Behind her is a scene of a stormy ocean. Floating in the water is a butt that has a smiling face photoshopped onto it. Text on the slide reads:

This is a GREAT bodice ripper type cover – just look at her dress! And her eye patch! And the stormy seas!

It legitimately took me a while to realize there was a butt in the seas but it looks very happy

I’ve never read Moby Dick but what better way to start than with a lesbian smut parody

End ID.]

Number Three - Canada Pounds My Butt and Covers My Pancakes with Real Maple Syrup in an Erotic Way also it is Delicious

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a shirtless man who has a bodybuilder physique standing in front of a road intersection in what looks like the Canadian prairies. A map of Canada covered with the red and white Canadian flag, but with a smiling face photoshopped over where the maple leaf in the flag should be, floats behind him in the sky. Text on the slide reads:

As a Canadian I feel contractually obligated to want to read this

Also I love that it’s just a map of Canada with a face

Here for the prairie setting

Also for the maple syrup and pancakes lets be real

Canada deserves all the gay sex

End ID.]

Number Two - Bisexual Polyhedral Role-Playing Dice Orgy

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a shirtless man with washboard abs standing in a living room with white walls and white furniture. He has his hands on his hips and looks off to the side with a somewhat disintrested expression. Floating around him are a set of seven blue polyhedral roleplaying dice. Each dice has been photoshopped to have a human face on it. Text on the slide reads:

Super curious about how dice fuck without any body parts other than faces

The dice all look remarkably horny even if the young man does not

Love me some bi representation

I got bi pride dice for Christmas and now I will imagine they are in this book

End ID.]

Number One - A Butt In the Mist: Stirred to the core of my bodice by the Duchess Triceratops of Helena

[ID: another slide. The book cover shows a woman in a slutty steampunk costume consisting of underwear, garter belts, a leather corset vest top, an ascott, white gloves, a top hat, goggles, and a cane. She stands beside an anthropomorphic triceratops wearing a full-length period gown with puffy sleeves. In the background is what looks like a castle in the mist. Text on the slide reads:

The costuming is fantastic

It gives very steampunk vibes which I’m into

Feels like there will be good plot and romance and intrigue along with the smut

Who doesn’t love dinosaurs?? Especially dinosaurs in costume??

End ID.]

And last but not least - Honourable Mentions

[ID: a slide showing three Chuck Tingle book covers, with no text besides the title "Honourable Mentions." The books are:

My Macaroni and Cheese is a Lesbian and also she is my laywer, which shows a woman in lingerie posing beside a large bowl of macaroni and cheese that has a human face photoshopped on it.

Pounded by the realization that Chuck Tingle's erotic works are a singular piece of art that skewers conservative fears of moral decay by re-purposing them as the promise of a sex-positive utopia. It shows a shirtless buff man with a neutral facial expression standing beside a book that has a bearded face photoshopped on the cover.

Petrichor is a lesbian and she gets me off in a cozy way during a much needed rainstorm. It shows a woman in white underwear, ribbed crop top sweater, and stockings beside a large raindrop photoshopped with a smiling face on it.

End ID.]

Honourable mentions chosen because I love Mac and Cheese, Petrichor is one of my favourite words, and also because the one about his erotic works speaks deeply to me as someone who also sometimes writes smut.

For those curious about my ranking system - I read through the entirety of Chuck Tingle's works on Goodreads, picked the ones the spoke to me the most, and then loosely ranked them based on what I'd want to read first. I didn't go with the more meta or political parody ones, because while I love them, they're not what I'd look for in smut.

Thank you for attending my presentation, go forth and read all the smut

#chuck tingle #tinglers #slideshow #presentation #long post #described

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marcusrobertobaq · 7 months

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Connor is so damn respectful in Russian Roulette, man. Really, he's respectful af cuz if I saw a mf in this:

I would've started laughing like a maniac and made a bunch of jokes then "c'mon, bro. We're late". Man, just check it out how do i see this scene:

Hank be like "look player, that's the shirt u chose" *grins* *turn 360º*

And Connor just grins back in respect like "finally, now let's go" 🤣

Man, this whole chapter is so comic relief.

No joke, i think my dad got a bunch of photos from the 70s and early 80s with this type of shirt - including the alcohol smell. Connor is lucky he can't smell like us cuz the moment Hank open his mouth shit would get kinda fucked up xD

#dbh #just my fucking confessions #hank anderson #i had to deal with drunk people like this 4 times in my life and i'll never do this again

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genderlessginger · 2 years

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Buckle up: “Coming Up” music video insanity

This all began with this post on “Coming Up” by @thecoleopterawithana

EDIT: This has been updated with new photos and extra info (w/in an hour of posting)

Read that post for a wonderful and in-depth song analysis that draws ties with the lyrics, but for me, I’m analyzing the music video alone. With a shit ton of screenshots.

I’m aware this video had a director and Paul isn’t T-Swift with the Easter eggs. This is reaching, a stupid opinion with lighthearted spin, this should be taken with a handful of salt. We’re just having fun here. Please don’t set me on fire.

…plus you guys told me to go insane so here we are.

The “Coming Up” music video was directed by Keith McMillain and features Paul McCartney dressed in ten roles and Linda McCartney playing two roles (herself singing as both a man and a woman). The video premiered in the UK on The Kenny Everett Video Show on 14 April 1980 and in the US on Saturday Night Live on 17 May 1980.

Refresh your memory

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g5nzLQ63c9E

Paul’s Ten Characters

In the video edition of 2007′s “The McCartney Years” audio commentary, Paul named inspiration for some of the characters.

1. Paul as himself, 1979

2. Paul as himself, 1964 (in the most ill-fitting suit, what the hell?)

3. Hank Marvin (guitarist from the Shadows)

Or Buddy Holly

Which could be an homage to John. BTW, what did they have to do to get John to fuckin’ pose for this???

And here’s Paul talking about John and Buddy Holly.

4. Ron Mael of Sparks, keyboards

5. John Bonham of Led Zeppelin, drums

6. “Rock Star” (his words in that audio commentary lol)

You mean Yoko? The shirt literally has Japanese on it. Paul also makes that face ^^ as that character the whole time. It’s definitely a Yoko thing. So while this is a pro-John situation, he’s still throwing shade.

7, 8, 9, 10. Brass Section

The breakdown, conspiracy to conspiracy, or noteworthy moment to noteworthy moment:

1. The Plastic Macs

This is Paul’s self-admitted take on the Plastic Ono Band, which is too obvious to deny anyway. I believe Paul chose the satirical version of John Bonham to lighten it up so it would clearly be a joke.

It could also be an overture of peace between the Macs and Onos, so to speak. Not sure John would see it that way.

2. “Like a flower” “Your Mother Should Know”

It kept nagging at me, “What is this reminding me of??” And it was this.

Not just the flower, but the suit. It’s a long blazer and he’s wearing a standard collared shirt but it’s kind of like the late-70s, relaxed, “I recorded this in a Scotland barn in a weekend,” vibe. But still, there’s the stairs, the production, the drama, the camp of Paul McCartney. And he’s playing (almost) all of the parts.

3. “You want a friend you can rely on. One that will never fade away.” (:58)

(this one is so stupid)

Paul is kind of known for being the smiley, bop-y, bouncy bug. Take this still of him singing “Yesterday” with the same energy as “She Loves You.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SOpcwYwDxR4&ab_channel=Rinc%C3%B3nBeatleman%C3%ADaco

:52 But for this specific line, in a verified bop-of-a-song, Paul puts an emphasis on “never fade away.” It felt significant. He also does this in the first verse on “never” but it’s not *quite* the same. Sorry you guys asked for this.

4. “And if you’re searchin’ for an answer” (:57)

As soon as I heard this line, I knew it was a reference to the old Cavern Club days, the good ‘ol days together.

And here’s one of my favorites: “Sing Searchin’, Paul.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=55He9B2TsXc&ab_channel=IsabeldeBorja

5. Beatle Paul is so happy

Ill-fitting jacket aside (I honestly can’t forgive it), out of all the characters, Paul is very, very happy as Beatle Paul. If he didn’t try to do it on purpose, he could have been just acting like he did during The Beatles’ times and he was happy then... so here’s happy here. Idk it’s an obvious one but it’s cute.

6. “You want some peace and understanding.” (1:38)

I don’t need to explain this one, right?

7. “You want some peace and understanding so everybody can be free.” (1:39)

I’mk gonna puke typing this up

In this bizarro world, Paul is saying, “John, you want peace, you want me to understand you and you want us all to be free (to be ourselves).”

The immediate next shot is the first (and ONLY) shot of Paul’s hands close up on his bass or guitar, prominently showing his wedding ring. In this bizarro world, could this mean, “We can still be free, regardless of the rings?” ???

8. I mean I shouldn’t do our boy dirty like this but... (1:45)

It’s just the face. There’s nothing else here.

9. “I feel it in my bones. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.”

This one is stupid too.

There’s something to the way he sings this and the way he performs it in the video, idk. I’m taking the stills but it’s good to go watch it. It always feels like he’s saying, “I feel it in my bones. We’re getting back together. It’s gonna happen.”

10. “You want a better future, one that everyone can share.” (3:07)

Is this an open relationship thing???? Hey man, it’s all good. We can have a better future, we can all share.

The camera cuts to Linda shortly after this and her face is crazy. In this bizarro world, she could be like, “hint, hint.”

Yo is Linda good with an open relationship???

Well, let’s refer to genius @mclennonlgbt for that one. Linda might be more open than you’d think.

11. Fuck a pig! That’s Paul!

We all know “Coming Up” is the song that inspired John to get back into the studio, which is peak McLennon rivalry shit.

https://www.salon.com/2020/03/14/fk-a-pig-its-paul-this-mccartney-song-reignited-john-lennons-competitive-songwriting-drive/

I considered doing a ton of research but I thought it’d be funnier this way. I hope you enjoyed me spiraling. I’m sure it’ll help you feel normal.

#mclennon #mclennon is real #the beatles #beatles #overanalyzing #this is so stupid why did i post this

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DBH Hogwarts AU

I saw a post of connor as Slytherin and i 100% agree with that, so i just had to put everyone in there rightful house.

Ships: Connor x Markus

Content warnings: None (no spell check lol)

Slytherin

• Connor ~ like i said connor would definitely be a slytherin. and i don’t want to hear “no i think he’d be a gryfindor or he’d be a ravenclaw bc-“ no your wrong i’m right. (/hj)

- Conner looks all sweet and nice but would kick ur ass when u least suspect it.

- Not to mention the fact that he lies and uses his words in a very particular way to get what he what’s when he needs it. (not saying all Slytherin’s lie. I am one so not trying to come at my fellow Slytherins or anything)

- I like to think that in this AU Hank is the headmaster and that Connor is his son. (Biologically) Connor def pull that “Well i could just go tell my dad” card just to fuck with people.

• Kara ~ I feel like a lot of people would think Kara is a Hufflepuff but i actually feel like Alice would be The Hufflepuff (Alice would be Kara’s little sister in this AU) and Kara would be a Slytherin.

- Like Alice would be like “Come on Kara let’s just help them” or “No lets not do that it’s bad Kara” But then Kara just be like “stfu” and do it anyway. (kinda like what she dose in the game depending on what you chose.

- But even is Kara isn’t a Hufflepuff i feel like she would be a healer type witch and really love potions.

- She’d wouldn’t be a prefect (bc u know she be getting in trouble for stupid shit) but would be really respected and all the 1st year Slytherins would look up to her.

Slytherin (Side character Edition)

Chloe ~ She gives prefect Slytherin vibes.

Kamski ~ Do i even need to explain that one?

Gavin ~ He’s that type of Slytherin that try’s to act all tough and be all scary but in reality he’s just a softy. He’d never admit it though.

Gryffindor

• Hank ~ He may be a grumpy grumpy old man in his 50s now but oh boy he was the Definition of Gryffindor back in his day.

- Like i said he’s the Headmaster of hogwarts and he has a very love hate relationship with his job.

- Dose not give a shit that Connor is in Slytherin House. That’s his son, he’s not gonna care what house he’s in. No matter what he will love him.

- Will pull Connor out of class to ask him stupid questions. Like he will have Connor thinking he in trouble but in reality hank just wants to know what shirt he should wear to the school council next meeting.

• Markus ~ He is the head seeker for the Gryffindor team. Just has that golden boy vibe too him. (oh yeah btw Carl would be his dad in this AU but he’s just adopted)

- (remember how i said the ship in this was Connor x Markus. yeah that comes into play now) Markus can get any girl he wants he’s mister popular and everyone loves him.

- But he is absolutely head over heals for Connor and no one knows it expect himself. He fell so god dam hard and for the headmasters son out of all people.

- He’d look for him when he’s playing games sometimes getting distracted. One time he even fell off his broom.

Gryffindor (Side Character edition)

North ~ She has that classic chaotic Gryffindor feel to her.

Simon ~ That one Chill Gryffindor that’s high all the time.

Ralph ~ Would have way to much school spirt and everyone would think he’s wired. But in reality he just wants a friend and maybe a hug.

Leo ~ (Don’t get me wrong i hate Leo as much as the next person but in this AU he’s Markus brother so yk) Would be all upset about how his stupid adopted brother is the popular one and not him.

Ravenclaw

(no more main character left expect for Alice so Ravenclaw just gets bullet points. i’m sorry 😕. )

Lucy ~ Would be The head teacher of Ravenclaw and would teach Astronomy and be a sub for potions.

Luther ~ He’s a big teddy bear Ravenclaw. Like any classic Ravenclaw he’d always have his head in a book and a big passion for learning.

Carl ~ was a chaotic and mysterious ravenclaw/ wizard in his school days.

Perkins ~ this ass would be a Ravenclaw and we all know it.

Daniel ~ Don’t ask me why he just is.

Hufflepuff

Alice ~ Like i said before she’s just a scared little Hufflepuff clinging too her sister. (Her and Kara would live alone in a small apartment btw. No Todd in this AU.

- Would be a 1st year while Markus, Kara, and Connor would be in year 6.

- If she doesn’t have class would probably go looking for Kara but Kara would have too push he out of nest so she could make her own friends.

-Stright A’s and would probably be a Perfect when she got older. (I can also picture her being a teacher at Hogwarts when she’s older.)

Huffelpuff (Side Character edition)

Josh ~ Your gonna look at me and tell me he’s not a Huffelpuff? Yeah that’s what i thought.

Jerry ~ Would bake all the 1st years cookie on the 1st day of school.

Thanks all sm for reading :D Probably gonna me a short fic of Connor and Markus in this AU.

#dbh #dbh au #connor x markus #dbh connor #dbh kara #dbh simon #dbh north #dbh josh #dbh headcanon #hogwarts au #i am right #you are wrong #dbh hank #connor and hank #dbh alice

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COMMENTARY THINGBAJIG

Dichotomy because i need to know what your genius was going through before DELICIOUSLY and PAINFULLY setting it up.

When you awoke again, it was much brighter outside, and Connor was most definitely late for work. He didn’t seem to care, though, so you couldn’t bring yourself to either.

“Hank’s late all the time,” he pointed out with a shrug.

You couldn’t really argue with that.

“How are you feeling?” you asked him.

“Good,” he said without hesitation. “Really good.”

You smiled at his confident tone of voice. “I’m glad.”

There was definitely something lighter about him, as if the removal of Sixty had also removed physical weight that had been dragging him down. He hadn’t physically changed, of course, but he seemed more boyish, less troubled. It warmed your heart to see it.

You leaned in to kiss him, and his fingers slid through your hair. His lips parted under yours, and you matched him, letting him in. His tongue was hot and wet, moving expertly over yours, and a rush of heat sizzled through you as you began to comprehend what sort of mood he was in.

You rolled onto your back, and he moved with you, lips still on yours as his body settled in between your legs. You ran your hands up his back, enjoying the feel and weight of him pressing down on you. A subtle roll of his hips had him grinding against you, and you moaned into his mouth. He pulled back to chuckle, and you grinned at the playful spark in his eyes.

“You’ve done this before, right?” you asked.

“Yes, but it didn’t feel like it does with you,” he said, casually boosting your ego. “With you, everything is…amplified, somehow. It’s so much more intense. I never realised there would be a difference between something done for lust and something…so much more.”

Thank you, sweet! I'm always happy to talk about Dichotomy!

Spoilers below.

All these scenes before the Reveal are kind of designed to work on two levels: they had to work as plausible Connor scenes, and they also had to have that Sixty underlayer, where on a second read-through you can see how calculating he's being. He's lying, but where is he lying? Some of this could be 100% sincere.

I wrote Sixty as having an issue with button-down shirts, hence why he appears shirtless so often after swapping with Connor; he can't wait to get the restrictive shirt off. He'll either appear in a t-shirt or half naked. When he joins reader in bed that first night after the separation, he's wearing a t-shirt, but tells us that he chose it as comfortable nightwear, which is definitely something considerate that Connor would do. So it was all about finding a balance between giving little hints and keeping things plausible.

There are some points where reader thinks Connor is a little different, but he's just had a whole other person removed from his brain, so he's bound to be different! Reader has no idea how he should be acting because they didn't know him before. It gives Sixty wiggle room to pretend to be Connor but not lose himself in the process.

The paragraph about feeling lighter is obviously how Sixty feels about having full control of Connor's body, but it also rings true for how Connor will feel later on when he has a body of his own back.

That last little bit of dialogue is interesting. I wrote it as Sixty telling the truth, (perhaps surprising himself as he realises he's being honest), but it's unclear whether he feels like that because he cares about reader or because he's riding a power high and enjoys the manipulation. Maybe he doesn't even know.

I loved writing the duplicity here! Thank you for asking about it 💙

#my fics #asks

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A Lone Sword

Chapter 3

After getting thoroughly cleaned, the two boys got dressed with the clothes the woman gave them. Dante wore a yellow t-shit and blue denim overalls that fit a little two big. Vergil chose some shorts and a blue button shirt.

“… Interesting decision…” Vergil said to Dante.

“It’s cool isn’t it?!”, Dante replied excitedly.

“Heh, if you say so”.

The two children went downstairs. Hank and Linda were waiting for them.

“Heya boys! Wow, I couldn’t even recognize you two! Was the bath ok?”

“Y-yes… it was nice… thanks”, Vergil replied to the woman.

“We made some breakfast for y’all, I thought you might be hungry”, said Linda.

Two plates of sunny side up eggs and bread were sitting on the kitchen’s table.

“Don’t be shy boys, make yourselves comfy, ‘kay?”, Linda told them.

“We need to tend to the farm so we’ll be out. You can go wherever, just don’t cause a ruckus, ya heard?”, the man warned them.

“Yes… thank you”, Vergil responded with a serious tone.

The couple went out of the house and left the two boys alone.

Dante eagerly sat down on the table and started wolfing down his meal. Vergil was just silent. He sat down quietly and barely ate his food. When Dante finished his meal, he looked at Vergil and saw his plate almost untouched. He got concerned and asked:

“Verge… what’s wrong? Not hungry? Lemme tell ya, this is reall-“

“Dante”, Vergil interrupted him.

“What happened to mom?”

Dante froze, and his expression drastically changed. After collecting his thoughts for a moment, he started telling everything.

“Some time after you ran away… mom and I went into the house… we started hearing weird sounds around the house. Suddenly, the kitchen was on fire, and somehow all upstairs was on fire too. Mom shoved me into the living room drawer and told me to hide… to escape, and to learn to be on my own… then….”

Vergil was looking at Dante expectantly, and extremely nervous. He didn’t want to hear it, as it pained him to even think about it. But he knew he had to know the truth.

“After she closed the door, she ran to the door… while screaming your name.”

Vergil gasped loudly.

“She couldn’t go out because… b-because… those… demons…”

Dante lowered his head, put his hands on his face and started crying.

Vergil was left speechless. He stood up instinctively because of the shock. Even though Dante didn’t really mentioned what the demons did to Eva, Vergil saw her body with his two eyes. He saw how ruthlessly they murdered her.

“So mother… she really… she… actually…”

He had always thought Dante was the favorite, the preferred one… the one she loved more, but by hearing this he realized… his mother… she was willing to lose her life just to save him.

This realization devastated him. Tears started streaming down his face while his mind was busy assimilating this information.

After a moment, Vergil looked at his crying twin.

“It’s… it’s all… your fault”

Dante lifted his head to look at his brother. With a tearful face and a shaky voice, he just replied a broken “Huh?”.

He raised his voice and shouted at his brother:

“THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT”

He threw his chair away and grabbed Dante by the collar, almost lifting him off the ground.

“If you had NEVER been such a spoiled little brat… if you had NEVER made me angry and bothered me in the first place… the demons would’ve never attacked me… AND IF— IF YOU HAD NEVER EXISTED… THEN MOM… SHE WOULD STILL BE ALIVE”

“Vergil… I… I didn’t… I couldn’t—“

“SHUT UP”

Vergil tightened his grip on his brother’s neck and spoke to him in a threatening voice while looking directly at his eyes.

“You’re weak, Dante… you couldn’t protect her… you couldn’t protect yourself… you’re NOTHING”

He threw Dante, making him stumble and fall on his back.

“Those are some pretty hash accusations there, son”

The voice of a man could be heard from the entrance of the kitchen.

Vergil got startled by the presence of the man and turned to look at him. “Did he hear everything we talked about?”, Vergil thought.

“I knew you boys were pretty suspicious… and sorry for bein’ nosy, but I heard everything”

“It’s none of your business”, Vergil said with a serious tone.

“No, probably not… but I couldn’t turn a blind eye to what you said to Tony… or should I say Dante?”

The man walked over to where Dante was lying, and kneeled down to help him stand up.

“C’mon boys… what happened to you… no one coulda seen that comin’. You two… must be 12 at most. I’m not sure what happened to y’all, but those demons… we have seen ‘em. This place… it’s far from town, and those things sometimes roam around the fields. We can’t be out at night… after all… they took our little Charlie from us… in fact, those are his clothes…”

The man looked at the two children fondly, and with a hint of nostalgia and sadness.

Vergil looked at the man with a frown. “This old man’s sob story doesn’t matter to me… we are different from them… from normal humans…”

The man was still kneeling down, and Dante stood up, teary eyed.

“Whatcha looking so cocky for, boy?”, he said while pointing at Vergil. “Tell me, do you think something would’ve changed if you were in your brother’s place? Do you think you could be able to change your fates?”

Vergil was about to refute that accusation, but the more he thought about the possibilities… the more he realized the truth. Without the Yamato, what could he possibly do against those monsters? This made him frown profusely and clench his fists.

“Heh, thought so.”

The man let out a soft chuckle and Vergil turned to look at him with intense eyes.

“Look, what I’m trying to tell you is that you boys shouldn’t blame yourselves for what happened. The fact that you survived was a miracle.”

“You couldn’t have seen it coming, you couldn’t do anything about it… and that is not a sin. You two… are too young to blame yourselves for somethin’ like this.”

Surprisingly, the two boys were attentively listening to him. The fact that their demonic lineage made them survive stopped them from considering the biggest truth about their position:

What could they POSSIBLY do?

Being so young… could they even do anything about it? Prepare beforehand? Every possibility was simply out of the question.

“I’ve tried to blame myself too… to blame Linda, God and the heavens for what happened to Charlie… but I finally realized that some things are just out of our control. Accidents happen, and they hit you when you least think about it.”

“So don’t blame anyone, not even yourselves, for things that you couldn’t control”

“The only thing you can do… is learn, be stronger, be braver… and cherish your loved ones every single day… that’s the most important possession you have.”

The two boys were speechless.

They were no normal humans, yes, but the powerlessness, sorrow, fear, pain… it all made them just as human as everyone else. And what made them human kept them safe. Kept them together.

Vergil realized what he said to his brother, and how wrong he was, and with a broken voice, he said:

“Dante… I’m… I’m sorry… I was wrong…it was not your fault… it was not…”

Vergil started sobbing and was unable to speak further.

Dante started crying and threw himself into Vergil to hug him. This time, Vergil reciprocated the hug.

“I’m sorry Dante… I’m sorry for everything”

“I’m sorry too Vergil… I won’t bother you anymore… I will give you your space *hic* I p-promise”

“Dante…”

Vergil tightened his hug. The two boys cried their eyes out on each other’s shoulders for some time, while the man just looked at them tenderly, shedding some tears himself.

The words of the man reached a deep fiber inside the twins’ hearts. Those simple words were what they needed to finally lift the clouds on their judgment… to get a new perspective on what happened, and pave a new way for what lies in their futures.

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This is the end of the mini AU… if you read this, thank you for sticking with me, I really appreciate it TT. I’m planning on writing an epilogue on this series and maybe a continuation of the AU, but with a time skip straight to the DMC 3 events. Maybe it’s not gonna be a full story with diff chapters like this, I’m thinking on short stories with events of the game adapted to the AU, so… Stay tuned! And thanks again for the support 🫶🏼

#finally #and they reconciled #cries #I think this is the end of the A Lone Sword series #I’m thinking on continuing the story but with a time skip straight to DMC3 #it’s probably just gonna be short stories tho #devil may cry #dmc au #dmc dante #dmc vergil #summoning the dmc community #dante #dmc #dmc fandom #dmc3 #dmc5 #fanfic #vergil #a lone sword

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Somethin' Bad - Part 4

Disclaimer/ Author's note: Thank y'all for reading! I appreciate it more than you know. Standard disclaimer - "The Quarry" characters are not mine, the OCs are. This is a Travis x OC fic. Romance/ Supernatural.

Also, yay, mean Travis is back! I kept thinking of that Ron Swanson scene in “The Fight” - it was getting too chummy in here. 😉

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PART 4

Getting dressed was slow going, but Annabelle managed without having to ask Officer Hackett for help. He’d brought her a pair of old sweats, clean socks, underwear, and a sports bra she was praying fit. Her old clothes were filthy with dirt and blood, and the shirt she’d been wearing was destroyed by that beast in the woods. Annabelle had taken to calling it a beast since it didn’t match any of the supernatural creatures she knew of, and she knew of quite a few.

The t-shirt was huge on her, swallowing her whole, and the sweats were too long, a problem she rarely had. The socks were thick, and the underwear was a basic white while the sports bra was, oddly enough, fluorescent green. He’d mumbled something of an apology when he thrust them towards her, saying it was all he could find right now, and at least they were clean.

Annabelle could work with clean. She appreciated him even trying – most men wouldn’t have even thought about a bra.

She could use her left arm a bit, but it still ached. Whatever the beast was it had done some damage, and it would take time to heal. Getting the sports bra on was tricky, but she managed, if for no other reason than she refused to let a strange man help her in such an intimate way.

No matter how handsome he might be.

Annabelle glanced in the mirror as she stood. She’d combed through her hair with her fingers, and, considering how she looked (and smelled) prior to her shower she thought this was a vast improvement. She picked up the socks, heading to where Officer Hackett was sitting in the adjacent locker room, his back still to her, but close enough he could hear any sound she made. She was still trying to gauge if he didn’t trust her or if he was trying to protect her.

“Officer Hackett?” He turned, taking her in, drawing his mouth together in a tight line.

“I forgot how big Hank was,” he said, obviously referring to the t-shirt and sweats. “Did the uh...other stuff...fit?”

Annabelle nodded. She wasn’t a small woman in any means – standing at 5’10”, she was curvy all over, but food had been a bit scarce lately. “A bit loose, actually. I really appreciate it.”

Travis nodded. “We had a female officer come through for training over a year ago. Left some stuff, never came back for it.” He tilted his head to the side, glancing her over. “About your size.”

This was the longest conversation they’d had, and it was about clothes. Annabelle cracked a smile. “Well, thank you. Do you think you could…?” She let the sentence hang, holding up the socks in her hand, and arching an eyebrow. He motioned for her to sit on the bench next to him, lifting a long leg into his lap. He worked wordlessly, putting each sock on with precision like he’d done it before. “You do this for your kids?”

Travis went still for a moment, and somehow Annabelle felt her innocent question had struck a nerve. “I don’t have kids,” he said curtly, dropping her legs out of his lap.

“I...I’m sorry. I...I didn’t think...” she stammered, noticing the shift in his behavior.

“Hey, Travis! You here?” A voice cut through the awkward moment, calling from the front of the station. “Travis?”

Annabelle opened her mouth to speak, but Travis’ hand stopped her, clamping over her mouth before she could make a sound. He turned, looking her in the eye as he called out, “Yeah. Be right there, Chris.” His dark eyes were hard, almost glaring at her. “Do not make a sound. Do you understand? Nod if you understand.” His voice had dipped into a growl, commanding and cold. Annabelle blinked, surprised by the sudden shift in personality, but chose compliance over sass, and nodded. “Good girl.”

Annabelle’s eyes narrowed. Good girl my ass, she thought. I’m not a dog. But she bit her tongue, remembering everything Officer Hackett had done for her thus far. He noticed the look of indignation she gave him, but shrugged it off. He had bigger issues to worry about right now. He stood, holding her gaze long enough to show he was serious then turned, walking out of the locker room with long, determined strides.

“What’re you doing here, Chris?” Whoever Chris was, Travis did not seem happy to see him.

“Nice to see you to, bro.” Chris’ voice was light, teasing. Travis was having none of it.

“I’m working.”

“Uh huh. Where’ve you been for the past week? Bobby said you left the house pretty quickly the other night.”

“Well I’m not a big fan of getting my ass handed to me each full moon.” The sarcasm in his voice was thick as he spoke.

“Ah. Mom was in rare form, huh?”

“I’m a police officer, Chris. I went radio silent for a reason. I shouldn’t have to explain everything every time there’s a problem. Bobby doesn’t have to.”

“Bobby is the baby. C’mon, Travis. It’s stressful for all of us.”

“Is it, Chris?” Travis sounded livid at this point, practically spitting the words. “You spend your nights in a bunker while I traipse though the woods trying to solve all our problems. But sure, it’s stressful on all of us.” Sarcasm was dripping from every word now.

“What happened out there?” Chris sounded genuinely concerned. Silence. “Is this about the body? Or the other wolf?”

Annabelle held her breath. She was not supposed to be hearing this. Did Travis know she could hear it? What would happen if he found out she had? More silence from Travis’ end. Annabelle was convinced they’d moved somewhere else, but Chris broke the silence again. “You don’t have to worry about him. He’s in the basement.” Annabelle’s heart leapt. Sean. It had to be Sean they were talking about. It had to be. He was alive, somewhere, in a basement.

This news had a different effect on Travis. “He...what? WHAT?”

“Geez, calm down. I know it’s not ideal, but what are we supposed to do? We obviously can’t let him go.” Annabelle closed her eyes. “I mean, it’s messed up, but I figured you’d have an idea-”

Travis laughed, hard and sour. “Of course you did. Is he alive, Chris?”

“Well, yeah, of course.”

“Is he hurt?”

“No. Seems healthy enough. Scared, but that’s to be expected. Ma’s not exactly a great host, but he’ll be okay.” He paused. “Pa said he keeps mentioning a girl in his sleep. Belle or something?” Another pause. “You didn’t see anything that night did you?”

Annabelle kept her eyes closed. This was it. He was going to reveal her. They’d take her to this basement, lock her up, and no one would ever see them again. Her breath was shaky as she tried to think of how to escape. “I saw a wolf. I thought I heard another. I went radio silent because I was hunting. That’s it, Chris. I’d tell you if there was more.” Her eyes flashed open. What now?

His words hung in the air, and finally Chris acknowledged them. “I figured as much. Look, I’m sorry. I’m not trying to bust your ass more than Ma did.”

Travis snorted. “Not possible.” Annabelle winced. Ouch. His mother sounded just lovely.

Chris chuckled. “Fair enough. Look, you may want to stop by later, though. I think Kaylee and Caleb are the only reason things are civil for this guy. It’s making me nervous.” Fear shot through Annabelle like ice stabbing her in the heart.

“Yeah, okay. Just...I’ll handle it.” Chris said something else, but Annabelle’s head was buzzing. It had to be Sean, it just had to be, and he was in danger. She had to get to him, she had to…

She bent over, thrusting her head between her knees as a wave of nausea washed over her. This was an absolute nightmare. First the beast, now this. Where the hell were they? This felt like something out of a horror movie, and she wasn’t a big fan of those.

She raked her hands through her hair, trying to steady her breathing. Deep breath in, deep breath out. Deep breath in, deep breath out. She finally felt herself gaining some composure when two black boots appeared in her line of vision. Slowly, Annabelle raised her head, hands still in her hair as she stared up at Sheriff Hackett. Whatever they had shared earlier seemed erased from his memory as he stared down at her.

Dangerous. She’d felt it back in the jail cell, but his kindness had made her forget. She saw it now, though, deep in his eyes. “Stand up,” he ordered, and she stood. He was only a few inches taller than her, but in his moment he felt so much bigger. He held up a pair of cuffs, never breaking eye contact. “Do I need to use these?”

Annabelle shook her head. “No, sir, Officer Hackett.”

Her response seemed to do something for him, a slight curl at the edge of his lips his only response. “Good girl.” Annabelle clenched her jaw so hard she thought her teeth would crack. The curl of his lips grew – he’d noticed. He put the cuffs back on his belt. “Now that I can tolerate the smell of you we’re going to have a nice, long conversation, m’kay?”

Annabelle clenched her jaw tighter at the insult. “Yes, sir, Officer Hackett.”

#the quarry fanfic #the quarry #the quarry travis #travis x oc #travis hackett #sheriff hackett #officer hackett #ted raimi #annabelle harris #sean landers #oc character #romance #supernatural themes #chris hackett #north kill

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Tom Hanks warns fans not to fall for deepfake advert using his face | Ents & Arts News

Tom Hanks Alerts Followers to Unauthorized AI Use of His Likeness Hollywood icon Tom Hanks has issued a public warning to his 9.5 million Instagram followers about an advertisement featuring an artificial intelligence (AI) version of himself. The two-time Oscar winner, with a dash of humor, penned a post saying, "Beware!! There's a video out there promoting some dental plan with an AI version of me. I have nothing to do with it." Hanks shared an image from the video, displaying a computer-generated version of his younger self dressed in a black shirt and suit jacket. In response to the post, Hanks chose to disable comments. This incident revolves around deepfakes, which are lifelike yet artificial videos created using AI algorithms, often employing the images of celebrities and prominent figures to fabricate fictitious scenarios. Tom Hanks has been an outspoken advocate regarding AI's role in the entertainment industry. In an upcoming film directed by Robert Zemeckis, he will utilize AI technology to de-age his character for scenes set across various decades. Notably, back in 2004, the children's fantasy movie "The Polar Express" became the first feature-length film produced entirely through motion capture technology. This innovation led to a highly realistic 3D world that existed somewhere between animation and reality, resulting in both box office success and discussions about the "uncanny valley" effect. In a podcast appearance earlier this year, Hanks discussed the unstoppable growth of AI technology, stating, "I could be hit by a bus tomorrow, and that's it, but performances can go on and on and on." He highlighted the artistic and legal challenges posed by deepfake technology. Tom Cruise, Keanu Reeves, and other notable stars have also fallen victim to widely circulated unauthorized deepfakes. Recently, AI's role in the entertainment industry has sparked discussions, with U.S. actors and writers striking for better safeguards against the unauthorized use of their images through AI. The writers' strike, which concluded last week after 150 days of dispute, successfully argued that storylines generated by AI would not be considered "source" material, and writers would not be compelled to employ this technology in their work. On the other hand, the actors' strike, initiated on July 14, remains ongoing. Read the full article

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I found their work at a time when I was starting to accept my approaching adulthood and willing to admit my life was mine to change.

As an avid book reader and nerd, I discovered John Green and his books through the ‘Top 100’ lists the internet loves to produce.

After months of hearing his name, I succumbed to reading his books, within a week I had read ‘Looking for Alaska’ through to ‘Will Grayson, Will Grayson’. I was hooked.

This experience did not lead me to Vlogbrothers though, that privilege rests with Maureen Johnson, a recommended twitter account as an author who uses twitter for fun, not promotion (I forget where I read this).

Anyone that follows Maureen Johnson knows how easy it is to find John Green on Twitter and then, from there, find Hank Green (I also found @sportswithJohn, which I am less happy with, as an avid Everton F.C fan). Around this time, I was becoming aware of my impending twentieth birthday and the ending of my teenage years.

My birthday would also be the start of my second year away from home (September birthdays, ay), studying for a physics degree I didn’t think I was equipped to complete. Watching the Vlogbrothers videos helped me to become aware of the bigger problems our society faces and they helped me to look at myself.

I also rediscovered my passion for science and physics through SciShow, Hank Green’s enthusiasm for discovery helping me to rediscover my own (I now own the lunar module SciShow t-shirt).

From watching the videos and reading their quotes, from wandering (via the internet) Nerdfighteria and discovering new authors, my opinion of depression shifted and I began to see the signs in my own life.

Sadly, I found Ned Vizzini’s book ‘It’s a Kind of Funny Story’ after his death, from reading the tributes of those who knew and admired him.

From his book, I accepted my parents’ reaction wouldn’t be perfect but I could ask for their help, especially when I realized I couldn’t go to a doctor without some support.

I’m working on getting better now.

I am a believer in the right book at the right time but I also think this can apply to John and Hank Green, the right people at the right time.

I found their work at a time when I was starting to accept my approaching adulthood and willing to admit my life was mine to change.

During Project For Awesome 2013, I chose the coin as my perk.

I received it around a month ago and I have carried it in my pocket ever since.

It is a reminder there is a community with values to aspire to, that I am a good person even if I sometimes slip up and, because it is a rule of the internet, the coin is a reminder to Don’t Forget To Be Awesome (I’m being sincere, I swear).

-kathrynlaa (@KathrynAmbrose)

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Oh, YAY!!! I thought about this one right after you posted the first revival kiss!

So, the Player's revival kisses are great, right? Less work for the Player when it comes to healing and it's enjoyable for their vessels too! Everyone wins.

But what if the Reader starts getting a bit too used to reviving their vessels with a kiss?

It's an interesting feeling and it's starting to grow on them because it feels nice.

They get so used to it, that they want to try doing it out of battle. Maybe it feels different when they aren't trying to keep their vessels from croaking?

-I mean, they've got four attractive beings to test this idea out on-

But how would they approach them about this?

Would they pull one of them aside after a mission and just ask them to make out with them in some alleyway? It would probably be from the rush of adrenaline from the mission, but they still had a chance of getting caught.

Or would they wait until they return to the base before springing the question onto their very lucky vessel? It would be a bit more private, but the Player might have to wait longer.

Or maybe you have some better ideas of how they would ask! :)

Anyways, that's just my silly little thoughts going nuts.

Thanks again for everything you do! I'll be busy making more ideas!

~Lovebug Anon ❤️🐞

Omg this is amazing! You're a complete genius, Lovebug Anon. :D I wrote a long response to this initially, but decided to make some short headcanons again. It gets suggestive, but nothing too bad. Just making out. 👍

[Part 2] The Player's Kisses Restore Health ft. Hank, Sanford, Deimos, & 2BDamned

(TW: !Suggestive!, Yandere, Obsessive Behavior)

It would probably be a nice feeling to do this for them, since it's likely that the warm, healing sensation that occurs slightly affects you as well. There's no harm in choosing to heal them this way more often either; with their rather enthusiastic responses to it, it certainly seems like they enjoy it quite a lot. Plus, given how good it felt for you too, it made sense to indulge in the feeling a little more. It helped either way, so there was no problem with it.

Beyond this, it would still be good to try and see what your abilities could do. It was a part of your responsibilities as their Player to assist them in any way you could. If anything, it wouldn't make sense not to try kissing them when they're not close to death-just to see what would happen, of course.

You'd be really short on time if you decided to pull one of them into an alley, though, because the others would be very quick to notice your disappearance. Your chosen vessel would be slightly confused at your hastiness but would follow without question, because it's you of course. And then you break the question to them.

"Okay, so listen, I was thinking about maybe trying the kiss thing outside of combat? Just to see if it's any different, y'know? I-its fine if you don't want to, I just like doing it with you so I figure I'd ask."

If you chose Deimos for this, he'd probably do something embarrassing like exclaiming a cracked "Yes!" as soon as the question left you, before blinking and immediately realizing that he overdid it. And also attempting to "amend" his response.

"Uh, yes, I'd like that."

He's honestly really excited at this, so much that he can barely stand still. His face is bright red and you immediately notice the heat radiating off of him, which is funny in this circumstance. (You've found that it happens when you fluster Deimos a lot, almost like his pyrokinesis is on the verge of acting up. It's kinda cute, to be honest.)

You reach up and grip his face yourself before pulling him in, and he leans into you with a pleased sigh, pressing his lips against yours. You press at the seam of his mouth with your tongue and he melts into you with a whine, hands coming to clasp your shirt tightly. He really hadn't been expecting that.

Sanford can't find it within himself to respond verbally, just nodding quickly in response to your question as his face turns crimson. He even tries to hide the wide grin that starts to tug at his lips, but he can't help himself. He's gentle when he kisses you; cupping your face with one of his callused hands and softly brushing his lips against yours.

He lingers for a few moments before making a move to pull back slightly -since he doesn't want to cross any of your boundaries-but he inhales sharply once you pull him back in. You can immediately tell that your unexpected actions had an effect on him, feeling the way he shivers when you put a hand on his bare chest. He jolts with a gasp when you nip his bottom lip. How cute.

Hank would be really enthusiastic at this, and you giggle at just how much he's shaking in response to your question. He'd have to lean down pretty far to actually fulfill your wish, given the drastic height difference between the two of you. Or better yet he could just pick you up instead, leaning you comfortably against one of the walls as you pull his mask down to reveal his face. He leans into you immediately, smothering you in his presence as he eagerly presses into you.

Something you've realized early on is that Hank doesn't exactly have a lot to kiss with, given his metal jaw. So he uses his tongue instead, curiously nudging yours as he quite literally invades your mouth, running over your teeth and into every crevice it can reach. You exhale through your nose but welcome it nonetheless, because it might be odd (since it's weirdly long?), but it actually feels quite nice.

You still have to pull away rather quickly though, because you are at high risk of being found out. Although Hank seems rather displeased if his desperate attempts to kiss you again say anything about it. He interrupts your view when you try to see if the others are coming and you try to stifle your laugh at his indignant look. He just wants to feel you again, uncaring of whether your other vessels see you two like this. If anything he would welcome it. Let them witness how much you really favor him.

You'd have to use a more private approach on 2BDamned regardless since he's typically back at the base anyway. He'd stare at you for a moment once you asked, and a long moment at that. You were about to awkwardly ask him to disregard the question when he straightened up and coughed into his fist, trying to compose himself. (He honestly never expected you to ask him to do this with you, with how the others might've been closer to you. He actually thought he imagined it for a second.)

"I'd be happy to help you with that, more than happy, even." 'I'd do anything for you, you know that,' he wants to add, but hesitancy nags at him.

Then he has to wait until you two can finally be alone, which is rare enough with how the others often interrupt your time together. You'll never see him as openly impatient as that day, bouncing his knee under the table and trying to do paperwork that he quite obviously isn't focused on for hours on end. He even gets irritable with the others, just wishing that they'd go off and do anything else and leave you with him for a while.

But once they're gone, he only feels a little embarrassed at the blush that colors his face underneath the mask and bandages you help him remove. He gives you what he hopes is a charming smile, which only warms further when you gently trace the scar tissue around his mouth as you cup his face and lean in to kiss him.

But unlike he was expecting, you don't stop, moving your lips against his and pulling him even closer in a way that makes him weak. His hands tremble ever so slightly as they move to rest on your waist.

The feeling for all of them is a lot better now that they aren't on the verge of death. For one, they aren't weak and barely grasping to consciousness, so they can really appreciate the feeling of you against them. The warmth of your presence is almost burning, but it's even more pleasant than they'd imagined. Yet it only ignites their need for more. You'd been so generous to them already, surely you'd allow them that too, right?

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Sweet Baby.

Warnings: Angst with a sweet fluffy Bishop ending.

WC: 1839

Enjoy x

The tiny cloths were washed and put away in the draws, your friends had come around to help build a crib and the room was painted purple with her name in big sliver letters painted on the wall, you only having two weeks till your due date. You had spent most of the afternoon in the rocking chair your mum and dad had brought you thinking about him and how it ended, what had happened after it ended and you were surprised it was hours later that you heard his bike and loud bangs on the door after you had run into Hank, Creeper and Taza.

What had started off as fun between you and Bishop got deep quick, you had thought everything was fine till you turned up one night at the club house and he roared at you it was over, to get out of his face and never come near him again. You tried to call and message the days following, but had no luck in him answering. As hard as it was you pushed it into your memory and tried to move on with no closure or any reason why he did what he did. You though it was all behind you till a trip to the doctor’s office 3 weeks later for a general check-up because of how tired and sick you felt turned out that you were almost 6 weeks pregnant.

It took you a lot to get to this point, you knew telling Bishop wasn’t on the cards he wouldn’t even answer your calls. Part of you did feel guilty about not telling him after what happened in the past, but you didn’t want someone to be with you just because you were pregnant. After long talks with your parents and friends, you wanted this even if you were going to be a single mum, you wanted this baby. Your mum went with you to every check-up, you hid your belly as best you could when you were out and your boss was more than supportive when you informed him of the situation.

You had been laying low as you got bigger and it got harder to hide everything, the plan once the baby was a couple months old to move out of Santo Padre with your parents and start a new life. You were finally on maternity leave and you were craving your favourite mint ice cream which you had run out of, everyone you could call was at work and couldn’t leave, so you grabbed your keys rushing out the door to make the quick walk to the corner store, not worrying about covering your massive belly in your grey t shirt so you could fulfil your cravings.

You walked out of the store with two tubes and they almost bumped into you as you walked out the door, Taza’s hands going to your shoulders to steady you before his eyes found your belly and they blew open, Creeper’s mouth was dropped open and Hank had lifted his sunglasses up to make sure he wasn’t seeing things,

“Ah, Y/N” Taza cleared his throat, his hands dropping down off your shoulders “Been a while”

“Almost 9 months by the looks of it” Creeper piped up looking at your belly.

“Does Bishop know-“

“Look” you cut Hank off “You were all there that night. I chose this for myself, the only person that needs to worry is me. Nice to see you all again, I have to go. Take care” You pushed passed them and walked home.

You heard the hard knocks on the door and him yelling your name through it. You slowly stood up and walked to the front door taking a deep breath before you opened it. Your heart swelled when your eyes set on his face and the beard you loved feeling between your fingers longer than the last time you had seen him. His eyes narrowed at you at first and you moved for him to walk in. He walked past you and you closed the door. When you turned around, his face was filled with rage till his eyes set on your huge belly and you saw the tears spill into them,

“Why didn’t you tell me?” his eyes were still on your belly.

“I tried to reach out to you”

“When you found out?” he muttered.

“No, you didn’t answer me before why would you after. I made this decision. This isn’t your problem Bishop”

“That” he stepped forward and he pointed his pointer finger at your belly “Isn’t a problem. It’s my baby too. It’s a blessing not a problem”

“What did you want me to do?” you threw your hands up in the air “Call in hopes you answered finally and tell you ‘Oh by the way your broke my heart, but I just wanted to let you know, you knocked me up. Surprise you’re going to be a daddy’” tears started to run down your cheeks “Do you know what you did to me? Talking to me the way you did, ending it how you did and then expect you to play happy families. I didn’t want you to come back and only be with me for the baby”

You saw the sadness wash over his face, he threw himself back on the couch and his hands came up over his face rubbing over it.

“I fucked up”

“Cut the crap Bishop, if your minions hadn’t seen me today you wouldn’t be here”

“You don’t fucking know that” he muttered.

“Oh please” you scoffed “You threw me away for no reason” you sobbed; your hand went over your mouth to muffle your crying sounds.

Bishop jumped up grabbing you and pulling you into him, he being careful not to get in the way of your belly, one of his hands rubbing your back and the other going to brush through your hair. Bishop guided you to the couch and sat you down, his arm around your neck and pulled you onto him and he opened up. He talked and talked, telling you everything that had happened and why he did what he did.

He told you he was afraid for his life and more so, he was afraid for yours and what could have happened if the other charters found out who you were. He promised you that he was coming back to fix things with you, everything else being put to bed, but after the guys went back and told him they had seen you, he couldn’t put it off anymore. You wiped your eyes dry and sat up off him, you looked into his face and saw his wet cheeks. You reached over grabbing his hand sitting it on your belly. The baby started to roll around under his touch and a big smile pulled to his face,

“I wished you had just told me” your hand went on top of his.

“Sweetheart, if I had told you, you would have stuck around. We loved each other too much to just walk away. I didn’t want to, but I had to hurt you for you to stay away” You nodded back and smiled tight at him.

“It’s a girl” you smiled at him as he watched and felt your belly move and shake before he looked up at you and you saw the twinkle in his eyes “I picked a name already”

Bishop lent down and kissed your belly, running his hand over it and the baby rolled around under his touch again,

“What did you pick?” he cleared his throat.

“Mia Aiden”

“Really?” he bit his bottom lip. Your other hand went up into his hair and you ran your fingers through it.

“Of course. I had every intention of letting her know who he was. There is a photo of him in her nursey”

“That’s beautiful, sweetheart” you saw the tear run down his cheek “Last name?”

“Well, you turning up here tonight has thrown that out the window” you rolled your eyes with a grin.

“I’ am going to make it up to you” his hand came up and cupped your cheek “I never stopped loving you”

Bishop lent over and his lips landed on yours, kissing you slow and sweet, his thumb running over your cheek while his lips kissed yours. He pulled away, his forehead landing on yours,

“I never stopped loving you either” you muttered.

“I’ am going to be here for you both. You and Mia” he rubbed your belly.

You hadn’t gotten your hopes up’s straight away, it wasn’t a dream and you needed him to prove himself now more than ever. He took it upon himself to go and speak to your parents and have a talk to them about what he did and how he was going to step up to be there for you both. You were even more surprised when he put his house on the market and had told you that everything that he made from it was going onto your house so it would be both of yours.

From that night he stayed with you every night, he cooked, he cleaned, did everything you needed him too and he reconnected with you, you both falling for each other just as hard as you did all those months ago. He had started to cut down his smoking and drinking and he was there for the birth being the most amazing birth partner crying like a baby when Mia came out screaming. Bishop woke up with you for feeds, making sure you were comfortable or if you needed anything he would get it. You had both spoken about one feed in the morning being a bottle so you could get some sleep and he would feed her while you rested.

You had woken up from a nap walking out into the living area and you fell in love all over again. Bishop was laying on his couch bare chested watching the tv, Mia on his chest with a blanket over her and his big hand was patting her gently on the back. You walked out to stand over them and Bishop smiled up at you, his hand going to the back of your thigh rubbing over it. You lent down peaking him on the lips and then you kissed the top of Mia’s head,

“Feel better sweetheart?”

“Much, thanks babe. How long has she been asleep?”

“About 20” he whispered, his hand now running up your side.

“How about you go and put her down in her crib” you lent down and peaked his lips, before your lips where at his ear “And I can show you how you’re my daddy too” you purred and nipped his ear lobe. You heard a growl rattle in his chest, his hand went down to squeeze your ass cheek, before he moved to get up holding Mia to his chest as he did.

“You’re too good to me sweetheart”

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