#and they come in trays of 51 i believe

[guinevereslancelot]

was trying to figure out why the hr guy lied abt why i was being fired and i just realized its bc it's illegal to fire me for asking for a reasonable accommodation for a disability or medical condition lol

#i could file an eeoc complaint and sue themmm but that sounds like a hassle #i even have in writing the request to change to part time due to my health #but im sure it would be a huge pain and go nowhere and its a small town as well i dont want to make problems #esp since im starting my own business right down the road #also the owner is a multimillionaire and would sue me to oblivion for defamation or something probably #but i will wait a month or two so they dont know its me and write them a bad google review 😌 #bc their product quality sucks and they overcharge for disgusting moldy plants after they pay us shit to pick off the moldy leaves and ship #i spent all week picking thru gross moldy mealy bug infested plants trying to find ones that looked ok (after removing gross leaves) to ship #for $76 a tray!! #and for a slightly dif version of the plant each gross plug is like six dollars #and they come in trays of 51 i believe #they also do this with the edible plants btw #last week i was picking out the slimy moldy leaves of the basil so they could ship it to be distributed to every hannafords in the region 🤢 #anyway their quality is so so awful and gross the owner is only rich bc he was born rich #despite his self made man backstory that he completely made up lol #i wanna namedrop them but i dont want to get sued #dont buy basil at hannafords if you live in new england tho

[dolliedarlin]

HAIKYUU! | KOZUME K. ⏤23:51

PAIR. : gamerboy streamer kenma x girlfriend reader

SUM. : when Kenma forgets to eat his apple pie for his usual snack during his stream, you hand deliver it to him yourself and suddenly...you're famous

LENGTH : 1.8k 

"Okay guys, I need to take a break and I think you do too," Kenma announces to his stream, moving from the game to a his signature 'chill and chat' screen, "I need to go to the toilet real quick and when I come back we can sit and chat for a while before we go into the new game you guys requested I play, okay?" as soon as he muted his microphone, he was gone but only for a minute or two. 

From the kitchen, you heard his hurried footsteps to and from the bathroom and smiled to yourself. With a glance at the clock on the wall, you nod and hum at the time. Kenma's pretty lazy but he's good on keeping to his schedule, meaning that you were able to get into a good routine after living with him for a while. This time, however, even though he stuck to his usual scheduled break time, he didn't come and join you for his snack, he's done this religiously for months now. Several minutes have already ticked by...was he really busy at the moment?

You huff in slight anger. Even if he's so busy, he shouldn't neglect his health and wellness. You know that what you're about to do is just as odd and out of place as him not joining you for your usual handmade snack but his health is always a number one priority to you so, plating up a piece of his favourite apple pie and pouring him some green tea, you place it all on a tray and carry it all up to his gaming room. 

Kenma's break felt shorter than usual to him; he felt as though he was missing something but he couldn't quite place his finger on it. Even if his chat pointed out how quickly his break took this time, he still didn't know what he feels like he should have done.

'Maybe that's why I keep losing' Kenma thinks to himself as another game over screen flashes before him and he is taken back to his previously saved checkpoint.

"Sorry guys, I don't know why I'm so off today-" 

knock knock knock!

"Kenma~" you voice sings softly through the door and Kenma has to suppress his smile, his attention deviating from his suddenly chaotic chat as he takes off his head set, muting his chat but forgetting to mute his mic. 

"Come in," thankfully, Kenma's set up made it so that his door wasn't in view. 

"I'm sorry to interrupt," you bashfully apologise, slipping in through the door with a tray in your hands,"but you forgot to have your snack,"

"Oh!" Kenma has many cute expressions but his look of surprise will always be one of your favourites, his large eyes and perfectly rounded lips are just the cutest combination on him, "Maybe that's why I keep dying in game,"

"Haha!" you laugh at him and joke along, both of you ignoring the continuing chaos in Kenma's chat, "Well, I'm here with your power up," you slightly raise the tray in your hands to emphasise your statement and begin to set down his tea and apple pie.

"Hmmmm..." Kenma hums and smiles lovingly at your homemade apple pie before directing his gaze back to you, "thank you, I can't believe I almost missed out on apple pie,"

"I'm just glad I caught you at a good time and that you can finally get some food in you," you take your gamer boyfriend's chin in your fingers and raise his face up to meet yours in a sweet kiss outside his streaming camera's view. 

"Good luck on your game and enjoy your snack, Kenma," 

"Thank you," you both kiss one more time before you finally slip away and Kenma turns back to his gaming set up, "I'm gonna have to take a break again you guys," Kenma voices into the mic, his golden eyes drifting to the chat and immediately widening at the flurry of comments firing up one after another. 

'WHO WAS THAT?! YOUR GIRLFRIEND?!'

'She sounds so nice! omg! you two make a great couple!'

'I'm so jealous!'

'I don't know if I want to be her or you rn!'

Gauging that most of the comments were positive, Kenma chuckles to himself and finally indulges in his apple pie. 

"That was my girlfriend," Kenma takes a bite and can't help but crinkle his eyes up with his smile as he reads through the chat's comments about you.

'Did she make that snack for you? what wifey material!'

'are you two just bf and gf? or are you engaged?'

'PUT A RING ON IT!'

'you lucky bish!'

'tell her to save me a piece of that apple pie! it looks so good!'

'can you ask her for the recipe?'

'best girlfriend to cook you pie for a snack! Bro is Winning rn'

"Yeah, she's great..." Kenma praises between bites, "and she takes really good care of me," he takes care not to reveal too much about you, not knowing how much you want to reveal about yourself to his large community. 

'I'm so JEALOUS RN!!!'

Finishing up his slice of apple pie and tea, Kenma smacks his lips together and sets the utensils aside so as to continue his game, "Sorry about that, lets get back to the game,"

Sufficed to say, twitter was a mess, twitch was a mess, tiktok was a mess, it was all a mess! But it was a good mess! Some toxic and jealous people were hateful and bitter that Kenma was already taken but the majority loved you. 

There were so many tiktok edits of that one moment, you took Kenma's chin and made him lean out of camera view for a kiss. And once someone edited your voice saying 'Haha! Well, I'm here with your power up'  and used it in a video edit showcasing how Kenma actually started making better gameplay and winning after your snack delivery, that got millions of views and likes and the sound started getting used everywhere on tiktok and reached many other communities too.  There was already an established online shipping fanclub, written fanfiction and drawn fanart of you two even though hardly anyone knew what you looked like and it's only been a day since that happened. 

You two went viral. 

"All this over me delivering you a slice of apple pie," you laughed so hard you threw your head back. After that incident, you hadn't gone to deliver Kenma any more snacks because he now remembered to stay with you in the kitchen for that but the chat had been kicking up a fuss over it and Kenma was quick to notice. 

"They really love you," Kenma comments surfing through netflix with your head in his lap as you played animal crossing on your switch. 

"I'm glad," you smile widely, covering the lower half of your face with your switch so as to keep him from seeing how happy it made you to be accepted by his huge fanbase. It's not every day you date a cute and famous gamerboy streamer like Kenma so it felt nice to be positively received by the audience and community he has cultivated for so long. It was like getting the thumbs up from his family when you go to meet them for the first time as his girlfriend. 

"They won't stop asking about you," your boyfriend sighs, playing with a strand of your loose hair on his lap, "it's getting kinda annoying actually," you hum thoughtfully, that was definitely one downside, "but since it's about you, I'm not too angry about it," looking up at your boyfriend, you see him turn away with a flourishing blush on his face. 

"Awww~ You're so cute, Kenma!" you coo, pulling an annoyed expression out of him, nevertheless, it was futile because he was still blushing and actually became redder at your comment, so much so that the tips of his ears were turned red as well, "Come gimme a kiss," you pucker your lips and forcefully pull him down to exchange kisses despite his protests. In the end he could do nothing but accept his fate and kept kissing you even after you stopped holding his face close. 

Over time, Kenma's chat continued begging for another appearance from you, so much so that instead of taking snack breaks outside of his gaming room, Kenma waited for you to slip in through the door to deliver his snack midway through his 4 hour long daily streams. From there, things progressed to a point where you made your own twitch channel for fun and centred it around the preparation, making and plating of Kenma's snacks. Your streams weren't as long as your boyfriend's but you enjoyed it just the same because it was already something you were doing daily but this time you were just streaming it online. It made it all the more manageable to do around your already existing job. 

And, even though, in the beginning, your chat mainly consisted of Kenma's audience, you gradually created your own community, who encouraged you to try different recipes from different cultures, and, who gave you donations for better kitchen equipment and more content. 

Soon enough, it was eventually your one year anniversary on twitch and you celebrated it by live-streaming Kenma and you  baking an apple pie together. It was held on your channel and it had the most people tuning in than ever before but you can hazard a guess that it was because Kenma was also making an appearance. 

"Why apple pie?" Kenma asks as you tie up his apron for him. 

"Because it's your favourite and because it's how this all started," you giggled and pulled him close for a quick hug that he happily returned, but pulled a face when you cheekily leaned up and kissed his nose. The both of you forgot the livestream for a quick minute but no one was complaining because it meant more fanart, fanfiction and content based around your ship. 

The audience loved you and your cute interactions so much. It's grown to the point where you both currently hold the title of cutest online couple. 

After your quick embrace, you tie up Kenma's soft hair into his signature lazy bun before he ties up your hair in your favourite style too. 

'They are such. A. CUTE. COUPLE!'

'COUPLE GOALS!'

'When is it MY TURN?! (┳Д┳)'

'OI! YOU TWO SHOULD KISS!'

'the fanart for this stream is gonna be GLORIOUS! б（＞ε＜ ）∂'

'I can't wait for the edits of this stream! this entire stream is just a golden nugget of opportunity!'

"Shall we get started?" you slightly hop about in place as Kenma moves behind you to wrap his arms around your waist and press his face into your shoulder, suppressing a yawn. 

"I guess..."

"Don't tell me you're tired already, Kenma," you giggle and try to urge your boyfriend off you but he stays stubborn in hopes that you'll just let him fall asleep on you. It's tiring standing up in the kitchen too long, he doesn't know how you do it, "Kenmaaaaa!" you whine. 

This is gonna be a long stream. 

navi.

thoughts? ; i've always had this little fantasy scenario floating around in my head ever since i got into  streamers during covid ; i also hope kenma wasn't too ooc; this is my first time writing for him! ; also, this was kinda inspired by my bokuto timestamp where yn was his wife and became famous when she went to his game XD 

#⍉ : haikyuu timestamps #kenma x reader #haikyuu x reader #kenma fluff #haikyuu kenma #hq kenma #kenma x you #hq x reader #hq fluff #hq imagines #hq drabbles #haikyuu

[southsideserendipity]

can i request for kelly severide where reader is asexual, but she tries to force her self into having sex with kelly (maybe cos she hears kelly talking with the guys about her not having sex with him) and she feels awful (btw kelly doesnt know she is asexual) and then she tries to have sex with him and when he takes off her bra she has a panic attack and kelly comforts her

thank you xx

Asexual (Kelly Severide x Reader)

Synopsis: Kelly's partner is asexual but he doesn't know

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of sex, not entirely proofread

Word Count: 3.9k

It was very typical for most members of firehouse 51’s second shift to be at Molly’s on a Friday night (on the off-shift weekend of course).

This Friday night was no different- members of intelligence, various healthcare professionals from med, and firehouse 51 personnel were all a couple drinks in and chatting up a storm.

You found yourself behind the bar on this particular evening- Hermann and Otis needed the help on the busiest day of the week. You had bar-tending experience from college- and also, if we’re being honest, from your personal life. You wore tight letter pants with heels, a tube top, and large hooped earrings- dressing up on nights out was your favourite given that your job doesn’t give you the opportunity to clean up nicely often.

You walked over to your boyfriend Kelly, who was sitting with his fellow squad members- Capp, Tony, and Cruz.

“Can I get you boys any refills?” You smiled politely, tucking your hair behind your ear and tilting your head to the side as you waited for a response. You were leaning over the counter, leaving very minimal distance between you and Kelly.

“Yeah love, get everyone here another beer, and pour some shots- on me.” He winked at you after his request- his way of thanking you. “Coming right up” you tapped the table in front of him and went to grab what he asked for.

“Severide… you don’t even know how lucky you are man. Y/N is a ROCKET” Cruz exclaimed, his eyes wide in order to get the point across.

Kelly chuckled to himself, proud to call you his. “She’s something, that’s for sure.” He said as he looked up at you. As you walked over, you felt his eyes burn into you, following your every move. Your eyes met his, which were full of admiration.

“Here are your beers” you said in a sing-songey voice as you placed a fresh, cold beer in front of each squad member, and took their empty ones to put on your tray. “And here are our shots” you said happily while concentrating on pouring the whiskey in the tiny glasses. Your tongue was sticking out to help you with your precision, which made Kelly giggle.

Each of yous grabbed a shot, and cheersed each other. “To my squad 3 boys!” you said as the glasses clinked, and gliding down your throat the whiskey went.

“Whooo!” you shouted as you placed your shot glass down, not even flinching at the sharp taste.

You put the now empty shot glasses on your tray, and started making your way towards the kitchen. “Enjoy the beers boys” you said while walking away- you could feel the eyes burning into your back as you walked away.

“Did she just down that without flinching?? My god, I didn’t think she could get hotter but that did it for me” Cruz blurted out, the liquor very evidently taking a toll on his decision making processes.

“Hey, that’s my girlfriend you’re talking about, watch out Cruz” Severide joked with him, shooting him a side glance as he took a swig of his beer. He was okay with the fact that Cruz took an interest with you- for one, it’s Cruz, and he knew at the end of the day that he was the one who got to home with you.

Cruz put both of his arms up as if to surrender. “Just appreciating Severide” he said. “Poor Shay living with you guys though, I can imagine that hearing the bed hit the wall every night would get annoying” Cruz teased his lieutenant, earning chuckles from both Tony and Capp.

“Yeah, yeah, believe it or not, we actually haven’t done the deed yet.” Severide confessed, not ashamed to open up about his sex life- he’s slept with the entire city of Chicago already and everyone knows that.

“What?!! What are you waiting for. Knowing your history, I’m surprised you guys didn’t sleep together the second she started working at 51” it was now Capp’s turn to tease.

“Hey, I’m following her lead. It’s not up to me boys” Kelly says wholeheartedly. The rest of the boys nodding in a mixture of agreement and defeat. “But yeah, hopefully soon” he confesses.

Little did he know, you could hear their entire conversation from the kitchen. He didn’t say anything you wouldn’t approve of, and to be fair, you shared the intimate details of your relationship with Shay and Dawson. But you did notice a hint of disappointment in his voice when he shared that you guys hadn’t had sex yet. Followed with his ‘hopefully soon’ wish, the pit in your stomach grew even bigger.

You were yet to tell your boyfriend of 3 months that you were asexual. Knowing his reputation as the firefighter man whore of Chicago, wanting to have sex seems like a prerequisite to date him. You didn’t want him to look at you differently, and this led to you putting off having the conversation with him- or not acting interested in sex around him for that matter.

You knew exactly who you needed to talk to. You walked out of the kitchen and scanned the bar, waiting until your eyes found Dawson. As soon as you did, you whisper yelled “Dawson!” as you sped walked over to her.

“Can I steal her for a sec?” you looked between Dawson and Matt eagerly. Casey picked up on your urgency quickly- he motioned towards the empty seat next to him.

“Actually, I need a smoke, I’ll bring her right back- thanks Matt!” The end of your sentence was spoken as you were already halfway across the bar. Matt looked at you guys walk out with a look of confusion, wondering why you needed to talk to her so badly.

You held Gabby’s arm and led her out the back door. “Yes?!” she scanned your face in an attempt to find a hint as to why you dragged her outside- she crossed her arms, an attempt to keep herself protected from the cold Chicago weather.

You took a cigarette out of your pack and preceded to light it- you weren’t a big smoker, unless you were drunk or stressed. In this instance, you were both.

“Could you uhm come lingerie shopping with me tomorrow? Or like let me borrow something. I don’t know, whichever, I mean if you’re not doing anything tomorrow, I know it’s your day o-“ “Hey, hey, slow down. What is it?” Gabby asked, unable to even decipher what you had just said. “Sorry” you bent your knees up and down, an attempt to keep warm as you continued to take drags of your dart.

“I need lingerie, Gabby. I haven’t bought any in a long time, so I don’t have any that fit, or look good for that matter. You are the definition of sex appeal, I mean you’ve gotta help me.” When you had spat out your sentence, you took another drag and blew out the smoke to the side when you were done.

“Okay but why do you need lingerie. Nothing wrong with surprising your man or anything, but this sounds like it’s an emergency.” Gabby stated.

“So like, Kelly and I haven’t really had sex yet” you muttered under your breath very quickly.

“What was that?” Gabby asked you to repeat yourself, holding up a cupped hand to her ear for theatrics.

You looked at her with a face that read ‘don’t make me repeat it, it was painful enough to admit the first time’.

“Kelly and I haven’t had sex yet” you said slowly and matter o’factly.

Gabby had a shocked look on her face- her eyes wider than Cruz’s when he saw your ass in your leather pants earlier that night.

“Oh- Ohh. Oh but that’s not a big deal. I mean is it? Why haven’t you guys.” Gabby held onto both of your forearms in an attempt to consolidate you.

“The opportunity just never arose, honestly, so I want to give him some bait y’know?” You avoided eye contact with her as you lied straight to her face- throwing your cigarette on the ground and crushing it with your heel.

“The opportunity to have sex with Severide never arose?” Gabby asked in bewilderment, knowing what you were telling her didn’t add up.

“Yeah Gabby, I know you all think of him as this sex machine, but like I don’t know maybe he’s trying to be a gentlemen?” you announced your bullshit proposition to her, hoping she would just buy it.

“Hmm. Good for you Severide. Thinking with the head attached to your body instead of the head on your dick” Gabby congratulated him knowing damn hell he couldn’t hear her- and thank god for that.

“But yeah, I’m totally down to go to Victoria’s Secret or whatever with you. Matt will be out all day at a job so you can come over” Gabby suggested.

“Thank you so much Gabs, seriously.” You hugged her and led her back inside.

“There are our girls!” Casey shouted, his arms open waiting for Gabby to enter them.

You snuck up behind Severide and planted a kiss on his cheek. “Wanna go out for dinner tomorrow night?” You asked him as your head rested on his shoulder. “Of course babe, you pick the spot.” You gave him a squeeze in return, hugging him from behind.

“Hey, enough canoodling Y/L/N, the first responders of Chicago need their booze” Hermann teased, but you also know he was being dead serious. “Duty calls” you whispered in Severide’s ear, and joined Hermann behind the bar.

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“Mamacitaaaaa aye aye aye” Gabby shouted as you exited the change room in the most revealing lingerie set known to man kind. “Is my nipple hanging out?” you looked down, trying to adjust the pads of the bra to provide more coverage- there wasn’t a lot of fabric.

“Gimme a spin.” You obliged and twirled around, scared to have a wardrobe malfunction if you moved the slightest bit. “Okay maybe don’t spin like you’re about to piss your pants- let loose!” Gabby encouraged you. “I don’t know, Gabs, this is so uncomfortable, how am I supposed to wear this all night?!“ You inspected your body in the mirror.

“Beauty is pain my friend, and in this case it’s worth it because that set looks incredible on you. Kelly is going to lose his mind.” She stated confidently, once again making your stomach turn. You didn’t want to have sex with Kelly - not because you didn’t find him attractive (you just didn’t have sexual feelings for anyone period) - but you knew it would make him happy, and you would do anything to make him happy. He moves mountains for you; to meet his needs in bed would be the least you could do in return, right?

“If you think it’ll help seal the deal tonight, consider it bought” you stated with a slight inconvenience in your tone as you entered back into the change room. You could hear Gabby clapping and squealing outside.

You guys went back to Gabby’s apartment after your shopping trip- she was helping you get dolled up for you and Severide’s date.

“So I was thinking this dress, with these shoes… is this a look?” You held up the outfit you envisioned you would be wearing tonight, and presented it to Gabby. “Yes, 100% it is, but I had a better idea in mind” she replied with a devious look on her face, one side of her mouth lifted up to the side in a smirk.

She rummages through her closet until she finds exactly what she was looking for. “Is that to go over top?” you asked, curious about the beige trench coat she was holding up in front of you. “Yes- but not over top of the dress…” You were confused. If not over top of the dress, than…

“You want me to go commando?!?!?!” You stood up and shouted, looking at her like she had 3 heads. Maybe she wasn’t the right person to go to for sex advice… she was WAY more adventurous than you.

“Why not? That way, when you get home you just take it off and reveal yourself. Then Severide will put 2 and 2 together and realize you’ve been wearing just that all night. It’ll add some spice y’know?” She waved the jacket in front of your face, trying to sell the idea to you.

“Gabby you’ll be the death of me” you walked up to her and grabbed the jacket from her hands, proceeding to go to the bathroom and change. Once again, she clapped and squealed, jumping up and down in excitement.

From the bathroom, you could hear knocks on the door. You looked at your watch and noticed it was already 7- Kelly was here.

“Shit!!!” you exclaimed as you tried to put on your garter. For you it was like a rubix cube. You nearly tripped over air as you attempted to step into it, and Gabby could hear you stumbling around. “Y/N??? Kelly’s here!!” she announced excitedly, and you could hear footsteps receding out of the bedroom.

You eventually got your outfit on, and threw the jacket on top. You gave yourself one last look in the mirror, sprayed some perfume, and you were out the door.

“Wow.” Kelly said as soon as he saw you. You had dolled yourself up real nice- a full face of makeup, curled hair, and a nice pair of diamond earrings as well as a necklace around your neck. “You clean up nice, Y/L/N” Kelly said, eyeing you up and down. You could tell he was slightly confused about the jacket, but decided not to question it. “I could say the same for you Kel” you brushed his shoulder with your hand and adjusted his collar.

“Why do I feel like a mother watching her daughter go to prom” Gabby said, earning a chuckle from yourself and Kelly. You engulfed her in a hug, and said thank you. She whispered “Go get em’ tiger” in your ear so that Kelly couldn’t hear, and slapped your bum as you walked out. You squealed, and closed the door of her apartment behind you. “Ready?” Kelly asked you, reaching out for your hand. “Of course.”

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“Lemme take your jacket” Kelly stood behind you as you were about to take your seat, waiting for you to remove your detective coat given you were now indoors. You were hyperaware of the fact that you had no restaurant-appropriate garments on underneath, so you immediately said “No no! I’m good!” Kelly appeared startled at your decline, and you assured him it was because you were cold- in reality, you were quite the opposite, your anxiety causing you to break out in a sweat.

You had picked a fancy Italian restaurant on Canal street called Gibsons Italia. Given you and Kelly’s busy schedules, it was hard to find time for date night, so you cherished nights out together even more due to their rarity. You ordered your food and began catching up with one another.

“What’d you do today babe?” Kelly asked, taking a sip of his beer. “Gabby and I just hung out and then went shopping, nothing out of the ordinary just a super chill day” you responded nervously. You squirmed around in your seat, very visibly anxious. You were having a hard time adjusting your body language to mimic a non-anxious person.

“Sounds nice.” Kelly nodded, sensing something was up. “You okay?” he said quietly, caressing your knuckles with the pad of his thumb, not wanting to make the situation a big deal. “100%, just hungry to be honest” you lied to him. What you really wanted to say is ‘No, I am not okay, my bra is so padded I feel like I’m wearing a straightjacket, I am about to pass out from overheating but I can’t take this coat off, and I’m going to try to have sex with you tonight even though I don’t want to.’

You both were relatively quick to eat, and when you were done you both decided to head back to the apartment for a movie. Shay was staying with Gabby (as per Gabby’s request) so that you and Kelly could have the place to yourselves.

He opened the passenger door of his mustang for you. “Thank you, love” you said as you slipped in, accidentally flashing your bare thigh to him.

“Are you naked under there?” He peaked his head into the car as he questioned in disbelief; he had one hand on the top of his car, the other on the car door. “Uhm no, no, my dress is just super short, it’s hiking up and I haven’t had the chance to fix it.” Great. Your sultry surprise was ruined. “I see.” He nodded, once again trying to internally come up with an explanation as to why you were acting so weird.

The drive back to your guys’ apartment was quick. You walked in and as Kelly had his back faced towards you so he could lock the door, you figured this would be a perfect time for your - not so grand - reveal.

“Ta-da” you said, opening the sides of the coat as soon as he turned around. You were unaware of where this newfound confidence came from, but the look on his face did not disappoint. “So this is why you were all giddy during dinner” he said with a smirk on his face, slowly walking towards you. Yeah, that and other things more or less.

“Wanted to catch you off guard, lieutenant” you rose your arms to place them around his neck. The lieutenant script was encouraged by Gabby, who swore to you that that was the secret to turning on Casey- so it should work for Severide. And her theory was correct.

“Well it worked. You look fuckin’ sexy” he leant down to give you a kiss, which led to a heated makeout sesh. He tapped your bum as a signal for you to jump up and lifted you. Him running towards the bedroom caused you to squeal. “Kel!!! You’re going to drop me” you exclaimed, holding onto his broad shoulders for dear life. He laid you down in bed, and immediately attached his lips to yours. The energy emitting from him was animal-like- you really unleashed a monster.

So far so good. Your anxiety was much lower than it was before, and you guys have had many makeout sessions, just nothing that’s escalated. It was when he began to unclasp your bra - with one hand might I add - that you began to get nervous. He’s no doubt very experienced. He took it off in one swift motion, causing your chest to now be bare to him. “So beautiful” he whispered in between wet, sloppy kisses planted on your neck.

Your breathing began to quicken, and this is when you knew your cover-up was about to be blown. “Kel- Kelly” you said, but he thought you were just moaning his name in response. His head was buried deep in your neck, and it was quite dark in your bedroom- he wasn’t able to notice the state of anxiety you were in. “K- Kelly” It was hard to get words out as you were completely overwhelmed with the situation.

You began to shake, and you felt like you couldn’t get a full breath in. Before he continued to move down your body, kissing you, he noticed something wasn’t right- you weren’t being as responsive, and that’s when he knew you were having an anxiety attack.

“Y/N? Baby? Are you okay?” he got off of you in a hurry and reached over to turn the lamp on. “It’s okay, you’re okay.” He rubbed your back up and down in an attempt to soothe you. He grabbed the blanket on the edge of the bed and wrapped it around you, covering you up. At this point, your lips were chattering and you were rocking back and forth, barely aware of your surroundings.

“I’m sorry, Kel” you saw the look of worry in his face and just began bawling. “Hey, hey, shhh, you’re okay” he allowed you to lean into his chest, and he put his chin on the top of your head as he caressed your hair.

“I’m asexual, Kelly.” You said to him once you managed to control your breathing, avoiding eye contact with him. “You’re gonna have to help me out here love, I’m not entirely sure what that means.” Kelly was the opposite of asexual- so you figured he would definitely have a hard time understanding what it meant.

“I don’t have any desires to have sex, and I usually don’t experience any sexual attraction. I’m still very much romantically attracted to you, but in terms of sex, I don’t want to engage in it. I mean I’m not entirely opposed to it, which is why I thought I’d try it tonight, but I think I jumped the gun.” Kelly nodded his head slowly- you could tell he was making an effort to understand.

“So why did you jump the gun? And why didn’t you tell me about this before? Sex isn’t everything in a relationship, Y/N. At least not to me” he assured you.

“I overheard you tell squad that we haven’t had sex yet, and you seemed disappointed. You said ‘hopefully soon’ so I thought what’s sooner than tomorrow night. And c’mon, you’re the Kelly Severide, you’re known to be the man who enjoys a good time in bed. I just wanted to be the person to give it to you.” You felt a little better now that the beans have been spilt, but you’re also hesitant to hear his response.

“Y/N, sex to me is only just an added bonus. You give me everything I could possibly ask for already. Forget about my past, I’m only focused on my relationship with you. And of course I was looking forward to sharing an intimate moment with you, but I would’ve never tried something if I knew you were uncomfortable. You don’t have to pretend just to please me, Y/N, or force yourself to do something you don’t want to.”

He looked so serious while talking, as if his facial expression was going to further convince you how his priority is your comfortableness.

“I just want you to be happy with our relationship” you mumbled, twiddling your fingers to cope with your anxiety.

“I am!” he lifted your chin with his index finger so you were looking at him. “And if I wasn’t for whatever reason, I would communicate that to you. It goes both ways though- you gotta keep me in the loop. You can tell me anything- I promise.”

You can tell just by the tone of his voice that he was being sincere. You brought the blanket up to your chin and snuggled into his chest, muttering “I love you Kel. Thank you for understanding.” Giving the side of your head a kiss, he responded “love you princess, no matter what. Here, let’s get into some comfy clothes.”

You watched as he walked over to your guys’ dresser and rummaged through the pjs. You were truly blessed to have such a loving partner. You felt cherished, you felt loved, and you felt safe.

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[herrmannhalsteadproduction]

Game Night 2: Fresh Blood

Summary: This is Part Fourteen of my series A Herrmann/Halstead Production. It is an AU where Christopher Herrmann's mom had an affair with Pat Halstead resulting in a baby. The series follows this OC character (Rebecca "Bex" Herrmann) as she grows up and gets to know her brothers and the various Chicago teams. It is very much an AU, just to underscore that. It doesn't follow the same timeline and characters will follow different paths.

Click here for the Series Rundown where you can find the links to read all of the previous installments (which I highly recommend you do so that this one makes sense.)

Rating: General

Relationships: Jay Halstead & Original Female Character, Will Halstead & Original Female Character, Jay Halstead & Will Halstead, pre-Greg 'Mouse' Gerwitz/Original Female Character, pre-Will Halstead/Connor Rhodes

Warnings: None - I decided I wanted a little bridge before posting the Chris gets stabbed arc so that there wasn't two very emotionally heavy installments in a row. And I wanted to add a bit more to the developing relationships. So here we are.

Game Night 2: Fresh Blood

Bex

“That’s a whole lot of vegetables there, Will.” Bex looked over the disaster that was their kitchen and her brother at the centre of it. “Exactly how many people are coming tonight?” she asked, leaning up against the counter beside him.

“You, me, Jay, Mouse, Ruzek, Burgess, Atwater…” “And?” She prompted him with a teasing smile.

Will cleared his throat. “And Connor.”

Bex raised her eyebrows at him. “You finally invited him?” She clapped a hand on his shoulder before stealing a carrot stick from the tray and dancing out of his reach. “That’s awesome.”

“Just trying to—” Will sighed, searching for his words. “Build on the friendship, you know? I don’t really feel ready to dive into anything right yet.”

“I think it’s great.” Bex smiled at him before freezing. “Wait,” she said. “Did you warn him though?”

Will paused in his chopping to send her a look. “About what?”

She sent him a Look right back because seriously? “Uh, about Game Night and how it gets?” She waved a hand back at the living room where everything was set up. “You’re not letting him walk into this without knowing it could all end in blood and tears.”

“It hasn’t been that bad in awhile—”

“Because we’ve only been able to get small groups together,” Bex pointed out. “Have you forgotten that you and Adam almost came to blows over UNO?”

“It’ll be fine,” Will said, returning to his food prep. “It—it’ll be fine.”

“That is so sweet that you believe that.” Her phone beeped and she grabbed it off the kitchen table to read the text. “Oh. It’s Kim. She wants to know if Julie and Shay can come? I mean…there’s definitely enough food.”

“Food, yes.” Will snorted. “But we were going to play Telestrations and that’s max eight people.”

Bex scrolled through another message. “Aw! But listen, this is so cute—Kim says Julie wants Shay to get to know her friends from 21 a bit better since they’ve hung out with the 51 crowd so much. And she thought this would be a comfortable way for her to do it because it’s with us.”

She looked up to make a pouty face at him. “We have to let them come!”

Will threw his hands up. “Fine! I don’t know what we’re going to play though.”

“Ten people is a lot,” Bex said as she texted Kim back. “We’ll figure something out.”

***

Will

They were still running through options when Jay, Mouse, and Connor showed up.

“And I’m saying Pictionary is unfair for whoever doesn’t get you on their team, Bex!” Will was not going to move from that stance. It was a fact. Especially if she was intent on avoiding the whole blood and tears thing.

Jay has used his key to let them in, Connor trailing behind Mouse, a little more unsure about just walking into the place. But smiling when he caught Will’s eye.

“What’s going on?” Jay asked.

“Julie and Shay are coming which is great,” Bex said. “But we have too many people now and we’re having a hard time finding something that isn’t on the banned list.”

“You guys have a list of banned games for Game Night?” Connor asked with a laugh.

Jay, Mouse, and Bex turned to him as one. “Yes.”

“Oookay, then.” Connor made his way over to Will as the other three continued the debate. “So, Game Night’s getting off to an intense start,” he murmured to him.

Will sighed. “Yeah, Bex said I should have probably have given you a head’s up.”

Connor lit up at that. “Head’s Up! That’s one that works for large groups right? Why don’t we play that one?”

Bex, Jay, and Mouse froze. “That’s the one that’s kind of like Hedbanz, right?” she asked suspiciously.

“I think so,” Will said, wracking his brain to remember which one Hedbanz was. Bex had been giving him a crash course, but there was a lot of games out there.

“No,” Jay shook his head at her. “No, no, no, we said never again.”

“It’s on the list, Bex,” Mouse whispered urgently.

“Maybe it will be okay this time,” Will said. He hadn’t been around when they’d actually played it and no one had ever given a straight answer on what actually happened that night. They’d just shudder and get haunted look on their face.

But they needed to figure out something to play or Game Night was just going to be Snacks and Hang Out Night. “It’s a slightly different group this time around so that changes things, right?”

That was the most diplomatic way he could think of saying Erin wasn’t around this time. Not having one of their most cut-throat players around would definitely change the vibe.

“We could make sure Jay and Adam are on the same team,” Bex said.

“You’re actually considering this?” Jay’s jaw dropped.

“Will’s right,” she said. “We’ve got new blood. Maybe things will go better this time.”

“And if all else fails, we have two doctors here,” Mouse said with a grin.

Connor shot Will a sideways look and Will laughed it off. “He’s joking.”

“First aid kit’s in the bathroom, right?” Mouse asked over his shoulder, already wandering down the hall.

“Welcome to Game Night?” Will shrugged sheepishly.

***

Bex

It was going…okay. She wasn’t quite ready to breathe a sigh of relief, but so far…so good?

They’d drawn names for teams (after already putting Jay and Adam together.) On one side they had Jay, Adam, Kim, Will, and Connor. On the other, her, Mouse, Kevin, Julie, and Shay.

Her team was also killing it which was making things extra fun.

She was up next and had the phone held up to her forehead. Category was food items. So far, they were seven for seven and time was almost out.

“Comes with a hamburger,” Kevin called out.

“French fries?” she guessed and everyone groaned.

“Drunk cucumbers!” Mouse said.

“Oh! Pickles!” They cheered and she flipped the phone for the next one.

“Number one ingredient in my favourite cookies,” Mouse said.

“Peanut butter.”

“Yes!” Shay said. “Next!”

“Oh, uh,” Mouse twitched his fingers against his leg. “You freaked out when this was on sale at the grocery store.”

Bex thought back through their last few grocery store trips. “Bacon!!!”

Julie, Shay, and Kevin burst out laughing at her enthusiasm and then cheered when the timer went off and they’d kept their perfect score.

Kevin was still laughing as they high-fived. “How good was this bacon sale?”

“Listen,” she said, flopping down on the couch beside him. “You have no idea how much bacon Will and Jay alone can consume in a single breakfast. You gotta take those deals when you can.”

Will was laughing, but Jay was watching her with a weird expression, beer bottle frozen halfway to his mouth.

“When did you guys go grocery shopping together?”

Oh.

Crap.

Why was he looking at her like that? She should’ve found a way to put Mouse on his team like she usually did. It was easier to remind herself to keep things locked down when there was a bit of distance.

Was she being super obvious? Had he noticed something?

Not that there was much to notice. She and Mouse were still dancing at the far, far edges of whatever thing they might be moving toward.

But there had definitely been more moments lately.

All out of Jay’s line of sight though.

Until now.

Double crap.

“Last week,” Bex said, trying to casual her way out of his intense gaze. “You were coming over for dinner, but both you and Will were stuck at work so Mouse said he’d give me a hand. It was the night you guys were going to watch the game with Will, remember?”

Not a single lie there.

So there.

Jay hummed as he nodded. “Right. Yeah, I remember.”

“Okay,” Julie said, clapping her hands together. “Who’s up next?”

Bless Julie. Bex loved Julie. She could come to any Game Night she wanted.

“I think it’s my turn,” Connor said, grabbing the phone from her with a little wink.

She might also love Connor.

“Category is…movies,” he announced.

*** Connor

Will’s Game Night thinking face was another one Connor was going to have to add to his growing catalogue of favourite Will Halstead faces.

He scrunched his nose up and did a little frown, but was laughing at the same time.

It was ridiculous and…dangerously cute.

And distracting apparently.

“Come on, Rhodes! This is an easy one!” Ruzek yelled and Connor got his head back in the game. “Christmas movie that people who are wrong say isn’t a Christmas movie!”

“What?”

“Yippee-kay-yay, mother fu—”

“Die Hard,” Connor said quickly.

“Yes!” Ruzek threw his hands up and flung himself back into the couch as the timer went off.

“Ooh,” Atwater laughed. “Only eight points. Now you’re five points behind.”

Ruzek flipped him off as Burgess patted his knee.

“We’re not out yet,” Jay said, pointing at finger at the other team. “We can make this up.”

*** Jay

He may have spoken too soon. They were on the last round and his team had made up some ground—they were even ahead by three points now.

But Atwater’s team got to go last and Mouse was up.

Normally, he’d say they still had a chance. Mouse didn’t know Tay and Shay that well…or Atwater when you really got down to it. He usually did better when he was on a team with Jay. Was more comfortable.

But apparently having Bex on his team was enough. They were…weirdly in sync.

Jay didn’t quite know what to make of it.

Mouse had the phone in his hands and was shifting from one foot to the other in front of his team. “Okay, so uh, the category is animals, okay?” He held the phone up as Atwater, Tay, Bex, and Shay leaned forward to read the screen.

Kevin immediately let out a howl and the others started laughing.

“Uh…wolf?” Mouse asked.

“Yeah, man,” Kevin nodded. “Next one!”

“Frodo!” Bex yelled.

“Cat.” Mouse said, flipping the phone.

Bex gasped. “Trash panda!”

“Raccoon,” Mouse laughed, setting up the next clue.

They went through nine more with Bex giving the majority of the clues and Mouse guessing right away. They were definitely going to win, but that wasn’t bothering Jay at this point.

What was bothering him was the growing sensation that he was missing something.

Might have been missing something for awhile now.

“Quick, quick, quick,” Shay said. “There’s still time. Do one more!”

Mouse flipped the phone and Bex cackled, eyes bright. “Yesterday!” Mouse scowled as she continued to laugh. “Pigeon,” he sighed.

“Yes!” Bex cheered and high-fived Shay.

What. The heck.

“Okay, wait, a minute,” Jay sat up on the couch because, to quote Bex, seriously? “This is crazy. How did you get that? How??”

“Jay, you were there,” Bex laughed. “Remember? Mouse and I were waiting for you outside the precinct and that pigeon fell in love with his shoe and tried to romance it? We told you about it. Plus, it followed him all the way to the truck.”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean that if you said ‘yesterday’ to me as a clue, I would know what the hell you were talking about,” he argued.

“It was how she said it,” Mouse mumbled, scratching the back of his head and not making eye contact with him.

Mouse knew. Exactly what Bex was talking about. Because she said one word a certain way.

“…have you guys been hanging out without me?” he burst out in a rush.

“What?” Mouse was looking at him wide-eyed and Bex tilted her head at him in confusion.

“No,” she said. “Not really. You’re usually around somewhere or we going to get you or something…”

“Worried they’re having cool kid hang-outs without you, Halstead?” Ruzek bumped shoulders with him, laughing.

“Impossible,” Bex said. “Mouse isn’t cool.”

“This is true,” he agreed, nodding solemnly.

“I think Jay’s just trying to distract from the fact that you guys lost miserably,” Tay said as Shay did a little victory dance beside her.

“I don’t know that I’d say miserably,” Will began.

“It definitely wasn’t close.” Connor laughed.

“But hey! No one was injured this time!” Kim said brightly.

“Always a nice, low bar to clear,” Bex grinned at her. She stood. “Who’s ready for dessert?”

A chorus of cheers was the answer and she headed into the kitchen. “Come on, team!” she called out. “Winners serve treats to the losers!” The other four grumbled good-naturedly before following her.

“That’s nice,” Connor commented. “Makes losing hurt a little less.”

“Speak for yourself,” Ruzek grumbled from his spot on the couch, but Will smiled back at him.

“What do you think?” he asked. “Worth spending a free night on?”

Connor raised an eyebrow at him. “It was definitely entertaining,” he laughed. “You were right about that.”

“You’ll have to come out to the next one too,” Burgess said.

“I think I might,” he said, shooting a little look at Will who ducked his head with a smile.

Hmm. Good for Will.

Happiness for his brother wasn’t enough to distract him from the case he was currently building in his brain.

Bex and the others returned with plates full of cupcakes and more drinks. Everyone settled in to eat and keep chatting some more.

Jay sat back to watch and listen as he ate his.

His life had been admittedly a bit intense for the past few months, but things were starting to even out a bit now. Enough that he could see he’d been missing a few things.

Good thing he had the time now to start paying more attention.

***

Julie

Julie rolled her eyes affectionately as Shay snickered at her phone from the passenger seat.

“We’re barely in the car and you’re already in the group chat,” she laughed.

“Jay’s coming into play,” Shay said. “That affects the odds. The board needs to be updated accordingly.”

“Mm-hmm,” Julie said. “And have any of you thought about what will happen with they find out about this little side bet?”

“You were at the same Game Night as me, right?” Shay snorted. “When those two finally manage to get their act together, they won’t be coming up for air to notice anything.”

“Jay was looking a little perturbed,” Julie commented. The guy looked like he was trying to put a puzzle together, but all of the pieces were face down.

“I’m sure it’ll be a bit weird for him once he figures it out, but I don’t see how he could be upset about it,” Shay said. “Anyone can see that Mouse and Bex are perfect for each other.”

Julie hummed a little, not willing to comment on that. She had brothers.

“You think he might be?” Shay asked, putting her phone down to look fully at Julie.

“I think it’s something to keep a better eye on than the odds of your bet,” she said, taking her eyes off the road for a quick glance at Shay. “Just a thought.”

"I can't even fathom him not shipping Herrwitz," Shay sighed.

"...is that really the name you're going with?" Julie choked out a laugh. "It's still a work in progress."

Click here to read The Grocery Store Trip - a ficlet about Bex and Mouse's outing that's mentioned during Game Night.

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[atths--twice]

Chapter Thirty

Why Would They Ever Say That About You?

Heading home after the case. Some memories may be coming back to Mulder...

Mulder snagged a table from an older couple as they rose and headed to their gate. He laid his coat on his chair and Scully’s on the chair opposite. It was not exactly clean, despite the time spent at the dry cleaners.

“Some kind of mud we just can’t get out, Ma’am,” the attendant had said as he handed it to her. “I’m so sorry. We’ll only charge half price.”

“No, that’s okay,” Scully had said with a sigh, paying the full price and even tipping him five dollars. “I appreciate the effort. Thank you.”

“You could borrow my sweatshirt again,” Mulder had suggested once they were in the car. She had shaken her head as she looked at the spots still covering her coat.

“It’s not perfect, but it’s good enough to get me home.”

“Well, if you change your mind… just let me know.”

“I will. Thank you.”

She had worn the coat, taking it off and leaving it with him when they reached the sandwich shop near their gate, telling him to get a table while she got them something to eat.

“Ugh,” a woman said in annoyance, sitting down two tables in front of him, with a tray of food. “It’s so crowded here today. That line was so long. What’s going on?”

“It’s Halloween,” her companion said. “People are traveling.”

“That’s not a thing, Jim,” she said with a laugh. “Halloween is not a holiday that people fly long distances to celebrate. Thanksgiving and Christmas, sure, but not Halloween. Weirdo.” She laughed again and Mulder smiled as he glanced over at Scully, who was next in line, the amount of people behind her longer than it was just a few minutes ago.

“Maybe they’re traveling to Halloween related places, Nancy. Transylvania, Area 51…”

“Looking for vampires and aliens?”

“What better time than on the most haunted night of the year?” Jim said and Mulder nodded as he smiled again.

“Jim… be serious. That’s absolutely ridiculous. You can’t tell me you actually believe in those things.”

“Hmm,” Mulder hummed under his breath and looked up to see Jim staring at the woman with a smile pulling at his lips. She was looking down at her food and did not see the expression on his face.

“Nancy, are you telling me that you don’t believe in monsters?”

“Mythical ones? No, I do not,” she said, raising her head to look at him.

“What other kinds are there?”

“People. People are the worst monsters.”

“Nope, we aren’t doing this again,” Jim said and Mulder had to rest his mouth against his folded hands to keep from laughing out loud, their conversation sounding very familiar.

“You asked and I answered.”

“You did indeed. I should have known better than to engage you in a conversation such as this,” he said with a smile.

“Live and learn, I suppose,” she said with a shrug and Jim laughed.

“God, that line was taking forever,” Scully said, setting a red tray onto the table, forcing Mulder out of the conversation of strangers and to pull his hands out of the way. “There was a guy ahead of me who waited until he was at the register to decide to look at the menu, asking… so many questions. It’s a sandwich shop. They have sandwiches. People are the worst sometimes.”

Unable to help himself, he started laughing and she looked at him like he was crazy. Shaking his head, not wanting to explain the nearly identical conversation with strangers at another table, he waved his hand and took the food off the tray and set it on the table as she sat down.

“Oh, I forgot napkins.”

She started to get up and he stopped her.

“I’ll get them, you stay.”

“Thanks.”

A man stood near the counter, taking up the space as he spoke loudly on his cell phone, causing Mulder to roll his eyes as he reached for some napkins, but the man stepped in front of them and blocked him.

“That’s absolute bullshit,” the man said, raising his arm in the air. “Who said that? Why would they ever say that about you? You don’t need to be giving them any more of your time. Do you hear me? Drop them and forget what they said. Okay? I’ll be home soon and we can talk more. I love you.”

He hung up and heaved a big sigh as he shook his head.

“Uh, excuse me,” Mulder said. “I need to grab some napkins.”

“Oh, shit. Sorry man, I was just… My wife is having some trouble with these women at work, making her feel really bad about herself and she was so upset. She’s so beautiful and they…”

But Mulder did not hear anything else the man had to say as he stood frozen in place.

The stale scent of coffee. Pressure on his head.

You’re so beautiful.

What was that? Had it happened or was it something he had dreamed?

“Mulder, were you going to get those napkins today, or do we need to delay our flight?” Scully teased as she reached behind him and pulled napkins from the holder. “Come on, or we’ll run out of time.”

He followed her back to the table, shaking his head with a frown as he tried to remember more, but it was not coming to him.

They sat down and he watched her, not talking much as they ate, until she sighed and wiped her mouth on a napkin.

“Do you really believe that Sarah could have been the one to paint that picture?”

He chewed his food and swallowed it, wiping his hands on his napkin.

“Did I really step into her past?” he asked. “Did we really enter some odd… realm in the middle of the forest? Did you really speak to me through a lit candle? Did that happen?”

She looked at him, then around at the people walking through the airport, before looking at him again.

You’re so beautiful.

Did that happen, Scully? Did I say that to you? he thought, looking into her eyes, but he did not say it out loud, worrying what she would say if he was mistaken.

“But how? The cemetery was where she lived, or where her spirit resided, right?”

“Both, actually, I’d say,” he said with a smile.

“So, if that was the case,” she said, taking a sip of her water. “How would she come to Fauna’s shop? Are spirits not tied to specific places? Is that not the rule for every haunted home? The spirits who are there, are there? They don’t jump from place to place.”

So goddamn beautiful, he thought as he grinned.

“Maybe since they had an encounter when Sarah comforted Fauna, or maybe through Fauna’s walks in the woods and then the uh… coven-”

“Which I am finding more and more intriguing, by the way,” she said, nodding with her eyebrows raised. “The sense of being naked under the moon-”

“Scully…”

She laughed as he shook his head and took a drink of his water.

“Anyway,” he said, putting the lid back on his bottle and setting it to the side. “Maybe all the time Fauna spent in that area created a bond, allowing Sarah the ability to travel further than the cemetery and the forest.”

“Maybe,” she said, crossing her arms on the table and looking around again as she let out a deep breath. “It was a beautiful painting, however it came to be.”

“Yeah,” he said, staring at her profile, admiring the shape of her neck, the prominence of her cheekbones, and the beauty mark above her lip that she always kept covered. “Beautiful.”

He continued staring at her until she caught his gaze and he smiled, suggesting they clean up and head to the gate.

Twenty minutes into their flight, she yawned for the tenth time. Checking her seatbelt, she closed the window shade and shifted, laying her head on his shoulder, yawning again.

“I’m gonna rest my eyes for a few minutes,” she said, her words already sounding tired and slurred.

He smiled as he nodded against her head and closed his eyes.

“Me too,” he whispered and she hummed, both of them asleep in minutes.

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[kittystargen3]

Summary: A time traveling Grandmaster, to the Prequel Era, trying to fix the mistakes the Jedi made, and get rid of a certain Sith too. Only Time Travel is not that easy, as Yoda will soon learn.

Hello, I've added another chapter to Time Travel: To the Past Yoda Goes. Below is a small selection. Click on one of my links above to read more.

Chapter 51 - The Scores

Early in the morning Anakin reluctantly walked into the refectory.  In his apartment, they were out of the cereal he usually had.  And Siri had to get up early for a mission, so she couldn’t make him breakfast.  Anakin briefly considered asking Obi-Wan to cook him something, but eating the paste in Abigail’s creche supplies was more appetizing.  

‘It’s okay.  Just don’t look at the wall.’   Anakin told himself.  He really didn’t want to be here.  Especially to read how horribly he scored on the trials.  He knew he’d have to read it eventually, just to know if he passed, but he was too nervous to do so now.  

‘There’s too many people around it now, anyways.’  Anakin noticed a large crowd in front of the board where scores were posted so everyone could read them.  As he rushed by, a few of the Initiates who had been reading their scores looked up at Anakin, their mouths opened in shock.  It made Anakin want to hide his head in his robes.  ‘I didn’t perform that badly.’

“Hello Anakin, did you read your scores yet?”  Julie asked.  She was an Agri-Corps member with a big smile who served meals in the refectory everyday.

“No, not yet.”  Anakin reached for the dish she prepared for him.  “My Master ‘ll be coming down later, and I guess I’ll be able to avoid it until then.”  

“Mmm.”  The muscles in her jaw tightened, leading Anakin to believe she knew more than she was saying.  She would have been able to read the post before she started her shift, as the council posted it that morning.  “I’m sure Obi-Wan will be proud.”  

Anakin smiled, though he remembered from Qui-Gon’s story how easy that would be.  “Um-hmm,” he replied with little energy, and moved forward in the line. It wasn't until he was almost through the line that he noticed she had served him an extra tart, but it was too late to turn around and thank her for it. Regretfully, he moved out to the dining area.

“Hey Ani,” Alex waved at him from one of the tables.  Anakin considered sitting with his clan-mates at their table.  

‘No, they’ll probably be talking about the scores.’ he waved at his friends, then continued walking.  He found the spot he and Obi-Wan usually sit at when they come down here empty.  Bant Eerin was sitting a few seats down, and she smiled and waved to him as he sat down.  

Just then Obi-Wan walked by with Master Windu.  Qui-Gon also followed them, deep in a conversation with Master Billaba.  That moment replayed in Anakin’s head where Mace declared his loss, and he felt for a moment betrayed.  “Anakin, come here.  We’ll be sitting with a larger group today,” Obi-Wan beckoned.  

Anakin obediently grabbed his tray and followed.  

“Anakin, have you seen your scores yet?”  Qui-Gon asked.  

“No,”  Anakin slouched. 

“There’s probably too much of a crowd.  Everyone seems interested in reading the scores today,” Mace remarked.  

“Hmm.  Wonder why that is?” Depa shared a conspiratorial glance with her former Master.  

“That’s okay.  Yoda messaged me a copy earlier.  You can read it here,” Obi-Wan passed over his datapad...

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[noirineverysense]

Masterlist

Takes place between ACP 2 and 3

Zak's having a day he'd describe as somewhere between finding 20 quid on the ground and finding an alien. Not the best day ever, but still pretty good.

His mechanics teacher had held up his project as an example to the class and he beat the guy who he sits next to in literature class at basketball, a sport he's only tried out last week. Maybe being a mutant helped? Nah, he's just good.

He's about to sit in the cafeteria, his tray of a pizza slice and a drink in his hands. He spots his art class friends and goes to sit with them. But he pauses and notices the table behind them, a girl with red hair and green eyes sat alone on her phone, ignoring everyone else, even her sandwich. He decides to go talk to her, eating lunch alone probably sucks.

He walks over and stands at the edge of the table. "Mind if I sit here?"

She looks up before waving a hand, then turning back to her phone. Zak frowned, maybe she didn't want him to bother her. He decides to sit down anyway.

"So, how was your day?"

"Is this just going to be small talk? Because you can go back to your friends if it is."

He blinks, "How do you know I -"

"I was watching you. I mean, not really watching you. But I have good vision."

There's a mean thought in his head that he shakes off, "Right. What do you wanna talk about then?"

She shrugs, "What are you into?"

"Me? Drawing, building things. I guess aliens too."

She raises a brow, "Aliens huh? Like Area 51? Give over."

"It's true! Aliens are real. You just don't get it."

"Whatever, I'm more into werewolves."

He shifts in his seat a little and lets out a nervous laugh. "Oh and why's that?"

"Because I am one."

Zak stares blankly for a few seconds before his mind processes her words, "A what?"

"I'm a werewolf! You know, furry ears, sharp claws, howls at the moon. A werewolf!

People around them on other tables fall silent and listen in on their conversation. Zak grits his teeth.

"Stop saying that."

"Why? Is it a swear word? I'm not a swearwolf!" She says too loudly, then laughs even louder.

There's murmurs of 'what did she just say?' and bursts of laughter. Zak gets up from his chair and grabs her wrist, pulling her out of the canteen.

"Hey! What's your problem huh? You wolfist or something?"

He walks into a unisex toilet and lets go of her wrist. He scans her face, frowning at her. Maybe she's just being weird. Maybe she's a furry, like Trevor from maths. Maybe-

"Boo!" Claws flick out of her fingers and her eyes burn gold. Zak jumps back and his back hits the sink. She laughs out.

Zak pushes himself off the sink and watches her, "You-you're-"

This wasn't meant to happen, he was just going to go to college and act normal and everything would be fine. There wasn't supposed to be another mutant here.

"Who are you?" he asks, voice shaking.

"Marcy Abrahams." Her arm covered in an orange woolen over jacket extends a hand.

He shakes his head, "You can't be here."

"Oh come on. You're one too right? That's why you're acting out. Show me. Go on."

"This isn't about me! You can't just do this! Everyone's going to find out! You have to keep it a secret."

"What, no one's going to believe me anyway. Who cares?"

He sighs and leans back against the sink. "There are people who will very much believe you. And would very much like to get their hands on you. So no more transforming, talking about wolves or anything. Do you understand?"

She seems to consider his words before her eyes turn back to a deep green and her claws detract. "Fine. But only because I want us to be friends. I'm not scared about being found out and neither should you."

"You should be." he mutters and makes a mental note to call Rosie about this later, "But for now, keep it a secret."

The bell for the next class rings and he moves toward the door .

"Wait. Show me your transformation then. Don't leave me hanging."

He freezes. "I can't." he says quietly.

She blinks, "What, do you mean like, you can't do it on command?"

Heat rises to his face and she smirks.

"He can't do it on command!" she announces with a grin and he shushes her.

"What did I just say?"

"Sorry," she says with a laugh, "Anyway we'll be late, come on!"

She rushes out of the door and he sighs, following behind her. He had a sense that something bad is going to come from this but he shakes it off and goes to his next class.

#acp #zak's college days #trio of idiots arc #marcy :)

[thebookreader12345]

Sink or Swim

Pairing: Kelly Severide x reader

Summary: Y/N is the newest member of Squad 3, and when out on a dive rescue, things take a turn for the worse

Requested: No

Warnings: slight swearing and a near death experience

Word Count: 2,064 Words

“Everyone, can I have your attention please” Chief Boden announced to his firefighters, who all turned to look at him, meaning they saw me standing next to him. I had my hands tucked into the pockets of my jacket, and I was rocking back and forth on the balls of my feet. “I want you all to meet Y/N L/N. She’s going to be filling the open spot on Squad 3.”

“Uh, hey,” I say and wave shyly at the group of people sitting in front of me. For a second, the room was quiet, but it wasn’t long before a blonde haired woman stood up and rushed over to me, wrapping me in a big hug.

“I can’t believe we’ve finally got another girl! You’re going to love it here. I promise. I’m Sylvie Brett” the woman stated.

“Nice to meet you. I was the only girl in my old Firehouse, so when I walked up, I was really hoping there’d be a girl here. By the way, whoever owns the mustang parked out front, nice whip” I comment.

“The Mustangs mine” a man with salt and pepper hair spoke and raised his hand. My eyes immediately gravitated over to him, and when I saw who had spoken, my cheeks flushed. The stereotype for a firefighter was a young, handsome, muscular man, and the guy in front of me fit the description perfectly.

“Oh, Y/N, this is Kelly Severide, your lieutenant,” Sylvie told me.

“Nice to meet you, Cap’n” I speak and give him a small smile.

“Where you from, L/N?” Kelly asked me after he heard me use foreign slang for the second time this morning, the first being when I said “whip.”

“The Big Apple. I just moved here a few weeks ago,” I answer.

“NYC, huh? Why’d you move?” a man, who’s jacket read Cruz, questioned.

“Family reasons” I stammer out. “But I’d prefer that we don’t talk about. Lets just say I wanted a change of scenery. Chicago is very different from New York, but good different, you know? I like it here.”

Just then, an alarm blared from everywhere in the building, and everyone shot up out of their seats, heading towards the apparatus floor. Now I knew one similarity between New York City and Chicago; there’s never a boring day at work. 

“Follow me,” Kelly ordered and took my arm, leading me out of the break room. “I’ve got a few rules. One, obey my orders. I don’t like firefighters who exhibit insubordinate behavior, and I absolutely hate doing paperwork for that. Two, if you’ve got a suggestion for how to approach a situation, speak up. I don’t come up with all of the good ideas. And three, never stand around doing nothing. There’s always people who need help, so help them.”

“All right. I think I’ve got it,” I say as we got to the apparatus floor where my gear was already laid out for me.

“Oh, and L/N, welcome to Firehouse 51,” Kelly said.

..................................................

It had been a few weeks since I started on Squad 3, and I was loving every minute of it. Capp and Tony, the other two guys on Squad besides Kelly and I, were very funny and easy to get along with, so I had no problem fitting in. The rest of Firehouse 51 was also inviting, and I really felt at home here. However, there was definitely one thing I enjoyed the most, and that was hanging out with Kelly. Every shift, when things were slow, Kelly and I would sit on the roof together. He would smoke cigars while I chewed on my polar ice gum, and we would have conversations, whether it be about something stupid Otis had done that day, or something in our personal lives outside of work.

“Oh. Did I tell you about the prank I played on Mouch the other day?” I ask Kelly and blow a bubble, popping it with my lips.

“I don’t think so,” Kelly said and took another hit of his cigar. “What’d you do?”

“I stole his secret stash of chocolate” I admit. “And then I blamed it all on Otis.”

Kelly laughed and glanced over at me, meeting my gaze. I could feel myself getting red, so I turned away and looked at the sky. I had a huge confession to make, and it was that I had gained a crush on my lieutenant.

“Um, Kelly, there’s something I have to tell you” I confess.

Kelly put his cigar down on his tray and leaned forward with his elbows resting on his knees, clasping his hands together in front of him. “What is it?” he asked.

Just before I could tell him that I had feelings for him, the alarm went off inside of the firehouse calling for Squad 3, dive rescue. I got out of my chair and made my way over to the ladder, sliding down it expertly like I had done many times before. Getting my gear on took seconds, and as soon as all of us were in the truck, Tony started the engine and drove out of the garage. It didn’t take long before we got to the river, where a young, red haired woman, who was drenched in water, was waiting for us.

“You have to help them. Please,” she begged.

“Ma’am, calm down. Who do we need to help?” I ask.

“Them,” the woman shouted and pointed out into the middle of the river where a boat was submerged halfway underwater. I could make out a few people on the deck, and at the moment, it looked like they were all safe.

“Can none of them swim?” Kelly questioned as we started putting on our gear, which was basically a second skin to us.

“No. I’m the only one who can” the woman responded. “This wasn’t supposed to happen. We just wanted to get one last ride in before summer ended.”

“Hey. Everything is going to be okay........” At the moment, I realized I didn’t know the woman’s name.

“Marissa. My name’s Marissa” the woman said.

“That’s a beautiful name. I’m Y/N. I promise that we’re going to get everyone to safety” I say and grab my oxygen tank from the truck, slinging it on my back.

The rescue itself did not take long. The four of us each took about two trips to the boat, easily getting the people back to land. However, as soon as I began taking off my wet suit, the panic started.

“Where’s Davie? Where’s my son?” a man called out and looked around. I glimpsed over to the boat, and that’s when my eyes caught sight of a boy struggling to stay above water.

“Kelly,” I alert him and point to the water. 

Kelly followed my finger, and when he saw where I was pointing, he cursed. “Our tanks are out of oxygen. We never refilled them after the last dive.”

“That’s cool. I’ll just go in without one” I say and step out of my suit.

“Hell no. Y/N, that water is freezing cold. You’re not going out there. I’ll call in for backup,” Kelly announced.

“What? No. By the time you do that, that kid’ll be dead. On my first day on squad, you told me to never stand around because there are always people that need help. That kid needs help, so I’m going to help with” I share before jumping into the water.

As soon as my skin touched the water, I began to shiver at how cold it was, but I pushed past that and continued swimming. Kelly was calling my name from the shore, but I ignored him and kept going. When I was a few feet from the boy, he sank beneath the waves.

“Shit” I mumble and take a deep breath. Then, I dove deeper into the water, my eyes scanning everywhere for the boy. That’s when I saw Davie struggling to swim to the surface not far from me. He was holding his breath, which was a good sign, and he was still conscious. I swam over to him and got behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist. I kicked my feet in an attempt to propel us up and out of the water, but the current was too strong. I was starting to loose my breath, and I could tell Davie was too, so I did what any firefighter would do; save the victim first. I pushed Davie as hard as I could to the surface, hoping that someone else could get to him, and that’s when I felt the sudden urge to breathe. I couldn’t hold my breath anymore, and when I breathed, all I took in was water. Suddenly, I got lightheaded, my eyes drifted shut, and I lost consciousness deep in the Chicago River.

Kelly’s POV

I waited a few minutes, and Y/N still hadn’t resurfaced with Davie. Where the hell was she? At that moment, Davie appeared back on the surface, but Y/N was nowhere to be found.

“Capp, go out and get the kid. Now!” I demand. “I’m going to look for Y/N.” Capp nodded and jumped into the water with me following close behind. I swam out to where Davie was, and as Capp took the boy, I dove under the water. I looked around, hoping to find Y/N, and thankfully, I did, but she was unconscious. I made my way over to her, grabbed her body, and kicked towards the surface. When I got above the water, I tugged Y/N’s body with me to shore. Tony and Capp helped me lift her out of the water, and when I got back onto land, I pressed my ear against her chest. She wasn’t breathing.

“I’m going to call an ambulance,” Tony informed me and rushed towards the truck.

I took a deep breath, pinched Y/N’s nose, tilted her head back, and then I placed my mouth to hers. I breathed into her mouth a few times, and when I pulled away, I watched to see if she began breathing again, but she wasn’t. “Come on” I cry out and breathe into her mouth some more.

“Ambulance is 5 minutes out,” Tony said to me.

“She doesn’t have 5 minutes. Come on Y/N. Breathe,” I mumble and press my mouth to hers again. No matter how many times I tried, Y/N did not seem to come back. Just as I was about to give up, Y/N turned her head to the side and coughed up water. “Y/N! Thank god you’re okay.”

Y/N’s POV

The feeling of water leaving my lungs did not feel good. As I continued retching, Kelly helped me turn my body so that I wasn’t choking on my own spit and whatever else was coming up my throat. I coughed one more time and sucked in a huge breath before laying back down on the pavement.

“Y/N,” Kelly spoke and cupped my face with his hands.

“Hey, Cap’n,” I mutter and give him a tired smile.

“What did I say about following orders? You know I hate filing insubordination charges,” Kelly said.

“Maybe you can forget about that just this one time,” I whisper as I heard ambulance sirens getting closer.

“Only if you promise to never do that again. I mean it,” Kelly told me.

“Okay. Deal. Look, there’s something I never got to tell you,” I manage to breath out.

Kelly only smiled and pressed his lips to mine, giving me a quick kiss. “I like you too,” he assured me as an ambulance parked a few feet away from us. “Just focus on getting better now, okay? I promise we can talk about all of this as soon as you’re back in business.”

“Sounds good to me. Hey, could you ride with me in the ambo?” I ask. “I may or may not be afraid of hospitals.”

Kelly laughed and kissed my forehead. “Of course. Now, lets get you treated. I want my girl back on Squad as soon as possible.”

“Your girl? I thought we were talking about that later,” I say with a grin.

“Just shut up and accept it,” Kelly said.

“All right. I can’t believe Kelly Severide, the Lieutenant of Squad 3 and the hottest firefighter in Chicago likes me. I can get used to this,” I murmur.

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[amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines]

Sweet Pea//i wish it wasn't so damn hard to leave

Request: Hi! Big fan of your work! Would you be able to write a Serpent fic based off of the Senorita video? I’m obsessed with it

hey! I hope you like this!!! and i’m sorry its so late. but hey, its hopefully a nice surprise! have a great day!!

The hot summer air hits you as soon as you walk through the out the front doors of Pop’s. You sigh and rearrange the bag on your shoulder, silently dreading the long walk home. 

You moved to Riverdale three weeks ago, and they’ve been the weirdest three weeks of your life. They’ve also been the hardest three weeks of you life. Moving to a small town is like trying to infiltrate Area 51, and not in the fun way. 

Everybody knows each other, everybody talks and everybody gossips. Plus to make matters worse, you’re still not entirely sure where everything is. 

Street names change, certain houses end up being some place other than you thought they were, and old buildings make weird noises in the night...old buildings that you have to walk past after your shift. Based on the stories you’ve heard though, you wouldn’t be surprised if they did. 

A few good things have come out of moving here though. You’re finally able to live alone, the rent here is surprisingly cheap (being the murder town and all), although the more you think of it the more you think it might not be a good idea to live by yourself. You’ve made a ton of new friends, one of which gave you a job in her diner (go veronica!). And lastly and most recently, you met him. 

Sweet Pea

Even the thought of him makes you smile. 

You’d met him last night at Veronica’s club (it’s crazy how many business’ under 20 year olds can own here) last night. She had invited you to come out and celebrate making it to three weeks, and you’d very happily accepted, needing an excuse to get dressed up and get out. It felt like you’d done nothing but live in either your waitressing uniform or your pajama’s for three weeks straight and so it was nice to feel normal. 

Once you’d got there, Veronica introduced you to a few people you had yet to meet, before you all started drinking. Betty had gone to the bar to get drinks for everyone, when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You’d turned around, expecting her to be stood with a tray full of drinks balanced in her hands, but instead you were met with a chest, taking you very much by surprise. 

Your eyes travelled upwards, fighting against the darkness of the club until you met his gaze. He was already look at you, his lips parted and eyes hooded and a small gasp left your lips. 

All night, the two of you had been stealing small glances at each other. He was sat with who you assumed were his friends, a couple of them playing guitar despite the loud music playing through the speakers while the rest talked. 

As soon as you saw him you felt your pulse quicken and the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. 

And so when he was stood in front of you, you felt all of those things and more. A small shiver ran up your spine as he held his hand out towards you. No words were exchanged, he just stood and waited. You quickly glanced at your friends, all of which were smiling knowingly at you, before you carefully placed your hand in his. 

He pulled you into him, your back against his chest and the motion made you breathless. Your faces inches apart, the faintest hint of alcohol on his breath that made you feel dizzy. You swayed together, completely caught up in the moment before he twirled you back out. The bass from the song playing and the heavy beating of your heart swirled together until you could feel both of them pounding in your chest. 

Pulling you back towards him, your hands lay flat against his chest while he held you close, the two of you getting lost in your own world. The rest of the club fell away behind you, it was just you and him and the slow beat of the music. 

But then you started to panic.

Not because of who he was. 

You knew he was a serpent, heard the stories from your friends about the war between the Northside and Southside. But maybe it should have been. The leather jacket with the gang sign proudly stitched onto the back, the fading bruise framing his eye and the spilt lip should have all been warning signs. 

But the thing that made you panic was yourself. You don’t even know why you felt it.

You’d been waiting all night for him to talk to you, but now that it what happening you felt the anxiety rise in your chest, and before you knew it you were running out of the front doors of Pop’s and into the warm summer night. 

You’d been quietly hating yourself ever since that night. 

You didn’t even know his name until Veronica had teased you about the interaction the next day at work. However when she saw how upset you were about it, she’d told you not to worry and that she was sure he’d come back and you’d get another chance. 

You didn’t believe her, not at all. Nobody in their right mind would come back for a girl who ran away from them. 

But the universe is full of surprises. 

And so is he apparently. 

“Are you stalking me?” You stop in the middle of the parking lot, your eyebrows raised as you wait for a response. 

Your question hangs in the air for a few seconds, and you worry that you were just seeing things. That the person you thought you saw stood outside was just in your imagination, that you were just seeing what you wanted to. 

But then you hear the crunch of gravel followed by quick footsteps and you thank the universe for the second chance. 

“Wha-no. Why would you think that?” He stutters, shoving his hands in his pockets. You turn around to face him and a shy smile takes over your features as you make eye contact with him.  

“Because you’re loitering outside the place I work.” You shrug. “And Veronica told me that she say you hanging around inside for a few hours.” 

“Okay, that I am doing. But I’m not stalking you.” He says, a bashful smile twitching at the corners of his lips. 

“So what are you doing then?” 

“I just wanted to know why you ran away yesterday.” He replies and your face falls. You gaze drops to the dusty ground beneath you and you kick a few stones around to try and distract yourself. “Sorry.” He mumbles. “I was just worried if it was something I did.” 

“What, no.” You reply and look at him quickly. 

He looks sad and a frown takes over your face at the sight. 

“Are you sure. Because I’m sorry if I did do something. The last thing I wanted you to do was run away.” 

“I didn’t run.” You mumble and he raises an eyebrow at you. “It was more of a quick walk.” 

“Okay.” He chuckles. “Why did you quickly walk away from me then?” 

“I needed to pee.” You shrug, not even trying to make your lie believable.

“You pee outside?” 

“...yes.” You say, deciding to stick by what you said. 

“Okayyy.” He replies, not really sure of what to say and you mentally curse yourself. “You’re cute you know, even if you do go to the bathroom in weird places.” 

“Thanks.” You giggle, and brush a piece of hair out of your face. 

“Would you like to go for a ride?” 

“Excuse me?” You blink and his eyes widen. 

“Not like that, I meant, I-er. I have a bike.” He says, pointing to the black bike parked right in the corner of the parking lot. “Would you like to go for a ride.” 

“Should I really be going off with a stranger thats been stalking me?” You ask. 

“I wasn’t stalking you.” He rolls his eyes. “Plus, everybody knows it’s almost impossible to kidnap someone with a motorbike. There’s no boot and it’s very easy to jump off a moving bike. I wouldn’t recommend it though.” He rambles making you laugh. 

He looks away embarrassed once he’s finished talking, but it makes your chest feel fuzzy and warm and you desperately want him to continue talking, even if it is about kidnapping. 

“Okay.” You agree and he looks at you surprised. “Where are we going?”

“I dunno.” He shrugs, the two of you falling into step with each other as you make the short walk to his bike. “Where do you want to do?” 

“I honestly don’t know. Where are the best places in Riverdale?” 

“Greendale.” He replies making you snort. 

The sound makes your cheeks heat up and you quickly look away, but you feel him smiling at you making you relax a little. 

“You’re new here right?” He asks and you nod. “Why don’t I give you a tour of the town. Hopefully I can make it seem exciting.”

“I’m sure you will.” You reply and put the helmet he’s given you on. He reaches over and helps you fasten it, tapping your head a few times once he’s finished and the two of you look away awkwardly. 

“...sorry.” He mumbles. “Can we forget I did that?” 

“Of course.” 

“Can we forget that I ran away?” 

“I thought you quickly walked.” He replies making you huff. 

“Shut up.” You mumble. “Can we?” 

“Yeah.” He nods. “Now get on. The sun’s gonna come up soon if you keep standing there.” 

What started as bike ride around the town, ended in the two of you getting a hotel room together and not leaving until early afternoon. 

You lean against the wardrobe doors, memories of the previous nights and the moments leading up to it flicker in your mind. 

The wind in your hair as you drove around the sleepy streets, the feeling of your arms around his chest when he sped up. Dancing in small bit of sand by Sweetwater River and promising yourself never to run away from him ever again. To be honest, you don’t even think you could. 

He’s staring at you through hooded eyes, his lips swollen and red and you feel your knees buckle. Slowly you make your towards him and he wraps his arms around you, pulling you tight to him. He flips you around as you fall, your back landing on the soft bedding and you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him towards you and kissing him deeply. 

You can feel yourself falling for him with each kiss. The feeling of his hands running through your hair, how his fingers graze your skin lightly and the softness of his kisses. 

You’re hooked and there’s no turning back. 

You didn’t even know Riverdale had motels. But they do, and they’re the definition of Riverdale. They look inviting from the outside but once you step through the doors, they’re dim and dingy. The only plus point are the people inside, and you’re very happy to be locked in with Sweet Pea. 

You spend practically the whole day tangled up in bed sheets, and before you know it, it’s time for your late shift at Pop’s. 

So with a heavy heart and a promise of spending another night together, you part ways.  

“Thanks for dropping me off.” You smile and smooth your hair down. 

You didn’t have time to go back home to change, and so suddenly you feel self conscious, your uniform has the same grease stain on it from your last shift and you know for a fact Veronica is going to notice and not let it go. 

“No worries.” He laughs. “You look great.” He catches your hands, stopping you from messing with your hair again and presses light kisses to them. 

“You’re a terrible liar.” You roll your eyes, letting him tug you forward. “Will you be stalking me again?” You wonder, a soft smile tugging at your lips and he rolls his eyes at you playfully. 

“Maybe.” He shrugs and leans down, capturing your lips in a kiss that makes your heart race. 

“I’ll hold you to that.” 

“I really hope you do.” He whispers, his lips grazing your ear and a shiver travels down your spine. 

----

“Maybe, my ass!” You huff, throwing your hands up in frustration. 

It’s been a week since you saw him, and he’s definitely been avoiding you. 

“It’s only been a week.” Veronica asks. 

The two of you are on the late shift tonight, along with a few other servers and Veronica made sure your break was together so you could hang out, although now, you’re pretty sure she’s regretting that because it’s been ten minutes and the only thing you’ve talked about is him. 

“But nobodies seen him. Not you, not his friends, not anybody. And the other day I heard Toni and Fangs talking about his skipping town. They were trying to figure out why he’d done it.” 

“Oh.” 

“You know, there’s a reason we didn’t go back to his place. It’s so I didn’t find out his address so I couldn’t hunt him down. That bastard.” You curse, and flop back in the seat. 

“You never know.” She says, placing a comforting hand on your leg. “He might surprise you.” 

“I very much doubt it.” You sigh. “Why are all men the same. They get they want and then as soon as they do they go.” 

“I dunno.” 

“Or maybe he isn’t avoiding me.” 

“What?” 

“Maybe he’s hurt somewhere. He does go really fast on that bike. Oh, god. I’ve called a dead man a bastard. I’m the worst. Why did you let me do that?” 

“Wha- You know what, never mind.” She shakes her head. “He’s not dead Y/n. And I’m sure he’s got a good reason for doing whatever he’s doing.” 

“Like?” You sigh and look at her. 

“I dunno.” She shrugs. “Why don’t you ask him yourself.” She says and nods behind you. 

You frown and follow her gaze, before your eyes meet his. 

“I’ll leave you guys to it.” She says and stands up, quickly making her way back into the diner. 

“Hi.” He’s the first to talk as he cautiously sits beside you.  

“Hey.” You reply, not bothering to look at him. 

It’s silent for a while. 

There’s quiet chatter from the diner that travels through the air, but apart from that its just an awkward silence. 

“Sorry I ran away.” He breaks it, daring a glance at you. “I guess it’s something we’re both quite good at.” He adds, and you send him a look.

“I don’t run. I quickly walk.” You remind him and he lets out a shaky laugh. “I am glad you’re back though.” You add. 

“Do you wanna go for a ride? And I’ll explain everything at the hotel.” 

“I’m at work.” You laugh and he frowns. “And I’m definitely not that easy.” 

“You were the other night.” He mumbles and you let out an offended gasp, slapping his arm lightly. 

“Ass.” You huff and cross your arms over your chest. 

“Y/n? I hate to be this person, but I kinda need you in here.” Veronica interrupts, sending you an apologetic smile. 

“Sorry.” You shrug, smiling sadly at Sweet Pea. 

“Don’t worry.” He smiles, shifting against on the wooden seat. “I’ll wait for you.” 

#sweet pea #sweet pea imagine #sweet pea x reader #sweet pea x you #sweet pea x y/n #riverdale #riverdale imagine

[lilypixels]

...............all of them.....?

It took me an hr to do this....🥲💀

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

Teacupsss

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

Lollipops

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

Uhhh cotton candy

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

Probably quiet and smart lol I did my school work and was friendly with everyone so I was a favorite and heard all the nice things 🙈

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

I kinda like bottles more but like the glass ones with the caps that could slice your fingers-

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

I’m for all but sports lol

7. earbuds or headphones?

Earbuds

8. movies or tv shows?

Shows cause I’m the type to watch an hr long episode vs hr long movie idk why but I’m rarely in mood for them

12. name of your favorite playlist?

Drop the beat (ie songs that are upbeat and I like most)

13. lanyard or key ring?

Hmm...I guess lanyard?

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

Skittles or twizzlers

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

I had lots I had to read in school but only ever finished a handful lol my favorite I think was maybe Macbeth? I would say Odyssey but I don’t think we read the full thing cause I remember being disappointed about something like that...

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

Sitting with my legs bent up in seat with me in some way

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

Converse and some nice but cheap sneakers from Walmart

18. ideal weather?

Not too hot, not too cold, mild like before/after a rain (most the time), idc if it’s raining or sunny but as long as temp is comfortable I’m fine

19. sleeping position?

On my side most often

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

Phone and notebook

21. obsession from childhood?

Oh gosh uhhh I guess my like of dolls maybe? Or obsession with anything ✨unexplained✨ like ghosts, aliens, cryptids, etc

22. role model?

Kim Namjoon lol just kidding (sorta)

23. strange habits?

Ok I know I have some and my friends would be more than happy to point them all out but hm let me think...idk if these count as habits but I’ll never place a mirror facing a bed (this is more superstitious I guess than habit,,,) I can’t stand my food touching, if I have a tray like in cafeteria I have a certain spot for everything and uh my mind just went blank-

24. favorite crystal?

Moonstone, lapis lazuli, and I feel obligated to say garnet cause it’s my birthstone

25. first song you remember hearing?

Circle of Life maybe who knows xD

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

Walk or clean,,I’m more active and about with warm/nice weather

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

...stay inside where it’s warm

28. five songs to describe you?

Not this again😭 uhhh idk you tell me ajdbd

29. best way to bond with you?

Indulge me when I go off about things I like or learn 😔✊ I know I’ll talk your ear off and I’m sorry but know I don’t often talk about these things with people so once I start it’s hard to stop,,and it makes me really happy when people do listen to me about these things and send me related items every so often or even look into it themselves to learn more 🥺

30. places that you find sacred?

For some reason this feels like a trick question...um cemeteries and anything with ages of history I guess

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

Oof do I really have a true outfit?? I have shoes for this which are just black platform sneakers I call stomping shoes

32. top five favorite vines?

I never,,,watched these,,,

33. most used phrase in your phone?

“Yes”...?

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

State Farm and McDonald’s, always

35. average time you fall asleep?

10-11...usually...

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

Uhhh that one with the ginger dude (I think it was someone’s yearbook photo??) I don’t remember much else about the meme but it was on ifunny, or whatever the app was, a lot

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

Suitcase

38. lemonade or tea?

Easy, tea

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

...neither

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

Dude these questions really testing my brain power here- for senior prank someone put cereal in some bathroom sinks I think

41. last person you texted?

My mom

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

I’m gonna say jacket since I wear those often

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

Hoodie or cardigan

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

Fantasy

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

Usually whatever shirt I’m wearing that day and some pj/lounge pants 🤷

47. favorite type of cheese?

Mozzarella

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

I-what kind of question is this? How does one even answer this?

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

What comes around goes around lol (yes I’m a heavy believer of karma)

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

Lol who knows, probably something dumb me and my siblings were doing or something we watched cause there’s been plenty times of that xD

51. current stresses?

Homework vs free time e-e

52. favorite font?

I like the gothic looking ones but it’s usually not practical to use so idk

53. what is the current state of your hands?

My hands...? They’re fine ??

54. what did you learn from your first job?

How to care for babies and little kids, how to put on a diaper lol

56. favorite tradition?

I can’t remember a particular one off hand but I’m trying to start few new ones like decorating cookies for Halloween uwu

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

Uhhhhh like personally or...? Cause we’ve overcome homelessness before, um finishing assignments idk😭 oh maybe bullying?? That’s all I can think of since I still struggle with a lot,,

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

Alright let’s do thisss: creativity (mostly in writing sense), I can bake/cook, I have amazing organization skills and many work places have used that lol (bonus is I don’t mind, I actually really enjoy it, very peaceful), surprisingly good balance all things considered, I’m a quick learner

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

“I’m too tired for this.”

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

Good question good question🤔 I don’t think I’d last in any of them/have a terrible side character role so 💀

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

“Life’s too short to hold grudges.”

62. seven characters you relate to?

Dude this is gonna get embarrassing I can feel it🤠

Itaru, Iori, Sogo, Belle, Simeon (obey me), Nozaki (he’s clueless about romance irl and doesn’t know when someone has a crush on him yet can write romance well enough and yeah it’s me lol), and uhh Swindler/Ordinary Person in Akudama Drive (still can’t believe no one really has names in that anime but the way she gets wrapped in everything felt like something that’d happen to me lol)

63. five songs that would play in your club?

Like nightclub...? I’m skipping this ajdbd

64. favorite website from your childhood?

Probably the Barbie site, me and my sister played all the dress up games almost daily istg

65. any permanent scars?

Appendectomy scars and then looks like I have one on a toe but it’s possible it still might heal...

66. favorite flower(s)?

Nightshade, foxglove, baby’s breath, bellflowers, roses

67. good luck charms?

I don’t think I have any...

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

Lemon

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

Let me think...I read something once about flowers having ears(?) but like not ear ears just something about having a part that picks up sound waves

70. left or right handed?

Right

71. least favorite pattern?

Lolll animal print I think

72. worst subject?

Physics...the worst science

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

6...?

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

I don’t remember, it probably happened when i was 6. I do remember losing one of my front teeth during my birthday one year and I was happy since the tooth had been loose for some time xD

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

Chips I guess or just like fried in skillet

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

A succulent probably

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

Neither ew

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

They are both about equally terrible

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

Earth

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

Fireflies

82. pc or console?

I am on pc side now

83. writing or drawing?

Writing

84. podcasts or talk radio?

Podcasts I guess

84. barbie or polly pocket?

Barbie

85. fairy tales or mythology?

Mythology, it’s too fun and chaotic lol

86. cookies or cupcakes?

Hm...cupcakes

87. your greatest fear?

Uh,,,I don’t have many fears but I guess one would be falling from a great height? So I would get scared of crossing a bridge and it collapsing or riding a plane and it falling easily

88. your greatest wish?

World peace🥲

89. who would you put before everyone else?

My mom maybe...?

90. luckiest mistake?

I honestly don’t remember but something I do remember is I out semicolon instead of period and turned out to be correct grammar lol

91. boxes or bags?

Boxes

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

Sunlight or fairy lights, I don’t require much either way and prefer more natural lighting

93. nicknames?

Lassie, twinkle toes, Ash, poody butt (by 3 yr old I sometimes watch and play with lol he means it affectionately; I call him monkey butt and it’s catching on slowly instead)

94. favorite season?

Starting to be fall just a little more but I like transition times most

95. favorite app on your phone?

Let’s go with twitter

96. desktop background?

It is a moriarty and gang pic

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

2: mine and my moms

98. favorite historical era?

Ooo tough one but I’ll say renaissance as some of the coolest things came from that time

#if there’s something messed up in this string of text #ignore it cause I’m not proofreading again ajdbd #I did not realize there were so many questions pls #asks #jade why 😔💜

[fighterkimburgess]

The Gala Dinner

Prompt: Fluff 47 - “We could run away”, for the lovely @deedee1993, who’s a sweetheart and I really hope you enjoy this.

Couple: Brettsey

Words: 897

Rating: T

Matt stretched uncomfortably in his suit. He’d thought when he stopped being an Alderman that things would be easier for him and he wouldn’t have to get dressed up like this again. Instead he’d been dragged to a CFD gala to honour retiring officers, so he’d gotten into his tux and pretended to care about stories he’d heard a hundred times before. The only advantage this time was he was seated at a table with the rest of the 51 Second Shift officers, and had Sylvie on his arm escorting him.

They’d come up with the fake dating routine a year before at a previous gala, when the PIC from 40 wouldn’t take no for an answer from her about going out with him. It took Matt arriving over and acting like her boyfriend to get him to back down, but since then they’d taken it in turns to escort the other and keep people away from them. She’d been up at the bar for a while longer than Matt expected, and he made his excuses to see her.

She was standing there in what had previously been her bridesmaid’s dress for Cruz’s wedding, angling her body away from the same PIC as the year before. Matt walked up slowly, trying to hear if he needed to intervene.

“Nobody thinks the two of you are dating, Brett. Everyone knows Casey is still hung up over his ex, and you’ve never even kissed him in public. Give it a break with the pining and come looking for a real man.” Matt’s blood boiled, and he walked straight over to them, relief on Sylvie’s face as she saw him.

“Hey babe,” she started, but Matt leaned down and kissed her firmly, cutting off any extra words that she was going to say. He kept it acceptable for the event, separating after a few seconds. Sylvie’s face was dreamlike, and he probably wasn’t much better.

“Sorry, ‘Vie, but we were wondering where you’d gotten off to. Donna wanted to show you and Cindy some new photos of Terrance, he started Little League this year. Donovan, nice to see you again.” Matt picked up two of the glasses Sylvie had on the tray, walking back with her to their table where they sat down.

The dancing began, and Matt went to stand outside away from the crowds. It was warm and busy, and he needed time away. He stood on the balcony, looking out over Chicago when someone stood beside him. He immediately knew it was Sylvie, and he turned to look at her.

“Sorry about earlier, I didn’t want to overstep but I heard what he said and I just didn’t want you to feel bad about anything and-“

“Matt, stop.” He quieted at her words. “I was coming out here to tell you I think this should be the last event we do this at. It’s not fair to either of us, especially if we end up finding someone we want to date.” Her voice dropped at the end of her sentence, and she pulled her silver wrap closer around her.

“Did I offend you in there? If you wanted to date Donovan, I’m sorry, I shouldn't have done that.”

“No, you didn’t…but I didn’t want you to feel you had to either. We’re both adults, we shouldn’t have to jump into kissing just because someone is being creepy. I don't want you feeling forced into being my knight in shining armour.” She started shivering in the cold, and Matt took his jacket off to wrap around her shoulders.

“Believe me, Sylvie, kissing you is never a hardship.” He looked down at her, and decided to just jump in and reached down to kiss her. It was slow at first, but then she reached her arms up and wrapped them around his neck, kissing him back and letting him into her mouth. It was slow and steady, like a fire beginning to burn.

They separated for air, and Matt looked down at her. Her lipstick was mussed, and he wanted to wrap his hands in her hair and take it out of the complicated updo.

“I really don’t want to go back in there, just doing this is fine by me,” Matt whispered into her ear, holding her close.

“I need to get my bag, but then we could run away back to my place? You’ve done the ‘representing 51’ enough already, it’s the drinking and dancing portion of the night. I’ve wanted this for a long time, Matt, I’m not going anywhere.” She reached up and kissed his cheek just once, making sure not to leave a lipstick stain. She quickly wiped her lips, handed back his jacket and went back inside.

Matt waited a few moments before entering the ballroom, Kelly pulling him aside immediately.

“What happened outside? Sylvie came in, grabbed Kidd and they went straight to the bathroom. Did you fake break up or something?” He handed Matt a waiting scotch, and the Captain drank half of it quickly.

“The opposite. I think we stopped being fake? I’m heading back to her place, and we’ll see what happens.” Matt finished his drink and did his rounds to say goodbye. Sylvie had done hers a few minutes earlier, and they met in the lobby, walking hand in hand out to a cab to Sylvie’s apartment.

#Chicago Fire Fic #deedee1993 #fic prompt #I have a kink #It's Brettsey COMMUNICATING LIKE ADULTS #Cíara Writes

[anotheronechicagobog]

Yeah, I Would Part 2/Final Peter Mills x reader

written by @anotheronechicagobog​

warnings: swearing, mention of corruption, slightly Erin bashing, canon compliant bombing/accident

You arrived at the diner, taking a deep breath. You spotted Peter working the grill and talking to a man who was sitting at the counter, the detective Peter had told you about presumably. “What’s up buttercup?”

“Not much hummingbird. Gumbo and a milkshake?”

“Please.”

“What kind?”

“Surprise me, I trust you.”

“Ha, good to know. Before I get started on that, this is Antonio Dawson, the detective. He’s good, you can trust him, okay? I’ll be back with your food in a sec okay?” He kissed your hair, gave you an encouraging dimpled smile, and then left you with Dawson. “Hi, it’s good to meet you. So you’re the guy investigating my dad?”

“Yes, Ms. Voight and I-”

“It’s Y/L/N, actually. I took my mom’s name when I turned eighteen.”

“Alright, Ms. Y/L/N, I don’t know exactly what Mills told you, but I have been investigating your dad and I need to talk to you about that, and you can’t tell him.”

“My dad is corrupt. Dirty. There’s not enough time in the day to talk about it. But still, I was raised by a cop and a social studies teacher, so one thing I learned very early on in life is that evidence is key. So, here,” you handed him a Hello Kitty flashdrive that you’d kept in your bra, he took it very gingerly, clearly uncomfortable with where it was placed, “I started collecting evidence on my dad once I figured out what he was doing. And every piece of it is on that drive. It’s not the original, and I have multiple other spares, but there’s years of photo and video evidence as well as scanned copies of documents and written statements from me on there. If you need stuff in hard copy I can give it to you before the trial, if it even gets there, because I want to make sure this sticks.”

“Okay, thank you for your time. I’ll leave you with your food. Here’s my card, I’ll be in contact.”

“Of course, have a good night.”

“Here you go, let’s move to this booth over here.” Peter unloaded a tray of Gumbo and milkshakes onto the table on the booth behind you. “You ready to dig in?”

“Oh absolutely.” He held off on asking until you’d gotten a few bites of food and slurps of milkshake in because he knew you got drained just thinking about your family. “How’d it go?”

“Good. At least I think it went well.”

“And how’s the food.”

“Incredible, but it always is.”

“Only the best for you hummingbird.”

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A few days later you walked behind Mills over to the rest of 51. You were a bit skeptical, you didn’t think that a picnic was cause for wearing celebratory blues, but hey, you weren’t a firefighter. You were, however, proven right when you walked over to a picnic table with about six guys laughing their asses off. “I can’t believe you actually did it candidate!” 

“You look ridiculous!”

“Really? Cause I don’t think so.” The men you’d had yet to be introduced to watched as you pulled your boyfriend down into a full-on liplock. You bit your lip as Peter coughed, a little dazed, and you marvelled that you had that effect on him. “Uh, well, hi. I uh. My name is Brian Zvonecek but everyone calls me Otis. And who are you, exactly?”

“I’m Y/N Y/L/N, Peter’s girlfriend.”

“Peter did not tell you about us, we would remember if he had- uh, Joe Cruz by the way. No nickname, just Joe.”

“Capp”

“Tony.”

“Kelly.”

“Matt.”

“Well, hi, everyone. It’s nice to meet all of you. Sorry that didn’t happen sooner, but I thought it might be best if Peter found his footing with you guys first and then I had to work out of the country for a bit.”

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you. You should introduce her to the chief Mills.”

And so he did. Along with Mouch and Hermann, the chief teased him for the blues before congratulating him on snagging a great girl. Cindy was lovely, just as sweet as her brownies. The day was going really well, even with the tension Gabby was creating with just about everyone. She was basically drooling over Matt and literally everyone was noticing, and for some reason, she was acting particularly cold towards you. But all in all, the day was a success, especially since it ended with the arrest of your dad, brother, and sister.

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Erin was glaring at you so hard that you were thankful Antonio had gotten a freelance security detail hired for you. As it turned out, since a lot of the evidence you had was about your dad covering up the shit your siblings did, that they were in violation of the law as well. Part of you felt bad for Erin, she had worked really hard to get where she was. Yes, she made some mistakes when she was younger, but most of that was due to her mother’s neglect or influence, which you made sure to tell the court, but she still looked like she was planning your murder. “Be grateful detective Lindsay, you’d be going to prison and losing your badge if it wasn’t for Ms. Y/L/N.” She hmphed at the judge and you shrunk into your seat. Peter rubbed your arms, everything about him calming you.

“I hereby sentence Justin Voight to five years in prison with the chance of parole on charges of theft, DUI, neglectful driving, and conspiracy to commit corruption.”

“I hereby sentence Hank Voight to forty years in prison with no chance of parole on charges of corruption, money laundering, stalking, property damage, witness intimidation, and drug conspiracy.”

You left the courtroom feeling much lighter. You obviously didn’t feel good about sending your only remaining biological family to prison, but what other option did you have? They weren’t going to stop or pay reparations to the people they’d wronged. Just threaten and scare everyone who got in their way. And while you knew that Erin agreed with you on some level, you knew that she believed they shouldn’t go to prison. She would cover for them too, she had actually. And it was because of that that she was demoted to officer and barred from taking the detectives exam for five years. She stormed up to you, resembling a raging bull, after both trials had finished. “How could you, they are your family-”

“They have cost people their livelihoods, Justin actually paralyzed someone! I couldn’t stand by and do nothing, if they weren’t going to stop they had to be stopped. You have to realize that.”

“I just can’t believe-”

“Erin, you’re not joining them, and the only reason you’re not getting arrested for any of the shit you’ve done is because I spoke up and said it wasn’t your fault. All of it would have come out eventually, you know that. Now you don’t have to worry about when that happens. Don’t you get that?”

“You just betrayed your family-”

“Nope, you don’t get it. Goodbye Erin, I’ll talk to you when you pull your head out of my dad’s ass and apologize to me.”

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ONE YEAR LATER

You woke up but it was difficult to see and breathe. You could feel dust entering your mouth and throat whenever you tried to get some air, there were some beams of light coming in but you could still see very little, only the shapes of concrete and metal.  You didn’t feel good. Nauseous, light-headed, pounding in your head, ringing i your ears, and your thoughts were moving so muddled and slowly.

You remembered Kim, the CFD logo, and something about the nurses’ station? None of it made any sense to you, and thinking only hurt your head more. You were so heavy, and so tired, so you just let your eyes close.

The sunbeams were gone when you woke up, you heard sounds instead. Machines and ‘whooping’ mostly. But there were some people, you could not for the life of you hear what they were saying. And then you realized, ‘for the life of you’, Kim, CFD booth, charity race sign-up at the nurses’ station, three steps away, boom, nothing, rubble, rebar, dust, minimal light, minal air. The hospital exploded and you were underneath who knows how much of said hospital in pieces! Panic built up quickly, and suddenly you noticed metallic smelling liquid, aches, pains all over your body, something on top of your right leg. You didn’t think, you just acted. You screamed. Loud. In terror. In pain.

Peter, pizza, apartment, cat, Netflix, Cruz, Otis, pancakes, Molly’s, Hermann, Dawsons, coffee, doughnuts, Platt, Al, Justin, Erin, dad. Images, memories, flooded your mind, panic still securing you in its chokehold. You found an engagement ring in Peter’s nightstand last week. You were going to die. You were going to die. You were going to die. You were going to die. You hoadn’t been aware that you’d spent the entire time screaming as much as your lungs could bear until you vaguely recognized someone yelling at you. “Hey! Hello! Are you okay?”

“No! Help me- please!”

Everything was a blur, whether from your tears or your memory you weren’t sure. But in what felt like minutes you were out from and above the rubble, the night’s sky and a group of firefighters meeting your eyes. Their voices were muffled as you felt hands over you and you let yourself fall asleep again. 

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Crying, someone was crying. It wasn’t you but you could hear sobs coming from right next to you. The room was dark, the only light in the room coming from the cracks in the door and the machines attached to you. You were still in a lot of pain. Your head was throbbing, but not as much as earlier, your lower right leg was in a cast, you could feel bandages on various parts of your body, gauze wrapped around your chest, and there was a plastic lining around your nose in mouth and stale air making its way into your lungs. Your body didn’t feel as weighed down as before, but you could still feel the exhaustion throughout your body. “Peter?”

“Y/N? Oh, thank God. Dr. Rhodes? She’s awake!”

After a flurry of nurses and doctors and tests, Peter was let back in. Dr. Rhodes followed, giving a tentative smile. “Well, Y/N, you are lucky. After being unconscious for five days you have a severe concussion, four broken ribs that we might have to perform surgery on to make sure they don’t pierce your lungs or heart, a broken ankle with three torn ligaments, numerous lacerations, and your oxygen levels were low when you came in. You were initially on a breathing tube but your levels improved so we took it out and put on the mask instead. Is there anything you want me to go into further detail about?”

“My ribs; how close am I to needing surgery?”

“Very, we’ve done our best to secure and monitor them but we really think that surgery would be best, it’s just that your next of kin are arguing about the best course of action.”

“What? But Peter is my next of kin, my only next of kin. Who has been coming to you thinking they have any power here?”

“Uh, it’s your dad, Y/N. They went to the hospital board and argued that they should be considered next of kin. The board agreed. I tried to fight it, but you know how many strings your dad can pull.”

“What? Are you kidding me? Well, I’m awake now, and I can make medical decisions for myself now, right?”

“Yes, I have been told by the hospital’s lead attorney that once you completely woke up you could make all the decisions necessary. We’ve actually been hoping for that because your family has been causing a lot of trouble over this.”

“Do you recommend surgery?”

“Yes. Based on our observations surgery is inevitable. And the fact that your family opposed Peter and your doctors has actually added a significant amount of risks for you.”

“Alright, do the surgery.”

“A nurse will be in to prep you shortly.” 

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You looked at Peter’s tear-streaked face. “I thought you were dead.”

“I thought that I was going to die, I hadn’t even been aware of where I was or what had happened for most of the time I was down there. I was so scared that I would never make it back to you.”

“When I found out that you were in that building before the bomb went off, I just lost my mind. I was digging through rubble screaming your name, Casey and Severide had to pull me away and restrain me from searching for you. When you weren’t found after eight hours, and all that crews were finding dead bodies, I... The look that Boden and the lieutenants had with each other... It was without a doubt the worst day of my life. I love you, so much.” He was stroking your face, looking at you as if you were a gift from the sun. “I found the ring, almost two weeks ago now.”

He smiled and pulled the black box out of his coat pocket which was draped over the back of his chair. “You mean this one?”

“Yes.”

“I had a much more romantic proposal plan, but I don’t want to wait until it’s too late. I do not want a life without you. I want to spend the rest of my existence with you. Will you please marry me?”

“Yes. I love you so much, Peter. So, so much.”

Your moment with Peter was broken by Doris entering the room “... I hate to break up this moment, I really, really, do, seriously you guys are adorable, but I have to prep Y/N for surgery.”

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The firehouse took turns visiting you and Leslie in the hospital, celebrating the fact that you were both alive and well and that you and Peter got engagement. Eliza, Peter’s kid sister, showed up with balloons and flowers. Peter spent the rest of your time in the hospital holding your hand and looking at you like you put the sun in the sky. And you looked at him like he hung the stars just for you. Everything finally felt like it was falling into place, and everyone, including your guilt-ridden dad, couldn’t be more happy for you two.

#One Chicago #Chicago PD #Chicago Fire #peter mills x reader #peter mills #hank voight #hank voight x daughter!reader #erin lindsay

[whynotwinnie]

Wounded: a Kylo Ren x OC part 3

VENUS

"X2, can you please watch over the supreme leader, and if there are any irregularities in his heartbeat or oxygen levels come get me."

X2 beeped a yes and you left the operation room with General Hux

"What were you thinking, out of everyone on the field you had to choose Ren to help," he said

"I almost didn't help him but he was going to die I couldn't just leave him out there. And keep your thoughts down he can hear them," you said glancing back into the operation room's window the IV finally worked and he was sedated but you weren't sure what the extent of his powers was.

"He read your mind right?" he said smirking slightly "I know I've worked with him all this time he's been in my mind many times." He touched your coat stained with blood "Is this yours?"

Your hand shot up to your head forgetting about your gash on your head. It wasn't bleeding but the wound wasn't closed.

"I guess it is it will be healed soon."

"You fixed Ren up?"

Oh yeah, the supreme leader almost bled to death in your infirmary.

"Yeah, a blaster shot wound in the abdomen causing internal bleeding, broken ribs that should be mending currently and a really bad concussion."

"Ren doesn't get shot," he said matter of factly

"I don't know who shot him Artimedge I just do my job."

"Alright, no need to catch an attitude Venus I'm just saying something definitely went wrong."

"Well yeah a lot of things went wrong doesn't mean i-"

And then you saw them, six huge masked men dressed in all black. You heard stories of them of what they and the supreme leader do. Your stomach turned as they headed straight to you. You grabbed Artimedge's arm and he pushed you behind him making him some sort of human shield.

"Where is Master Ren girl?" one said to you

"He's resting right now." You surprised yourself your voice came out even and calm even though on the inside you felt like you could cry

"Why didn't you inform anyone that he was taken here." The one speaking broke from the group and approached you. Artimedge didn't move an inch as you were still behind him.

"For the safety of the supreme leader and myself I didn't put his name on the record because if I would they would've came and finished the job. The supreme leader was severely hurt and I'm afraid if I wasn't there he wouldn't be her-"

The knight grabbed your arm and dragged you out from behind Artimedge and pulled you to the operation room and shoved you against the wall. The rest of the knights and Artimedge followed you in the room. X2 beeped wildly.

"Where did you find Master Ren?" he said

"In a trench near the enemy base." now you were definitely crying.

The knight grabbed your jaw and moved it so you were facing to your right he examined your gash and then turned you the opposite direction and then he let go of you. You stared into his mask he turned and looked at the supreme leader as if he spoke to him and then finally spoke after what seemed forever.

"You are the only one that can work Master Ren no one else, there will be two of us at the door at all times you are not to leave this room until Master Ren is healthy, no one in or out." the knight said.

You finally let go of the breath you were holding you lived to see another day.

"You have thirty minutes to get your belongings and to be back here." you stared at him not knowing if you could move or if he was just going to change his mind and kill you.

Artimedge pulled you out of the room and started to drag you to your quarters.

"Venus are you okay? Please say something you look terrible."

"That's not very nice," you muttered

He sighed "You should've just left Ren on the battlefield."

"Please don't reprimand me for doing my job Artimedge. Why are you saying all this stuff wishing the Supreme Leader was dead, aren't you on the same side."

"Ren gets distracted with his own personal matters and frankly it's giving the First Order a bad rep making us look like fools compared to the Rebels."

You finally got to your quarters. Artimedge sat you down on your bed and started packing your clothes. You were thankful that he was there because you were still traumatized by your experience with the Knights of Ren.

You stood up and started helping him "Do you know that knights name?"

"Vircrul, he's sort of the next in command after Ren of course."

You were shaking as you were folding your clothes, Artimedge took the piece of clothing from you and folded it himself and grabbed your hands.

"It's going to be okay Venus, Ren will be fine in a week and then you never have to see him after that or the knights."

You shooked your head, Artimedge was always right in a week you could just go to your normal life. You looked down at your hands still holding on to Artimedge's you didn't want to go back and he knew it. He let go of your hands and grabbed your bag.

"I wouldn't be late Venus." you took a shaky breath and followed him back to the infirmary. Right before you got into the infirmary he handed you your bag and grabbed your face with both hands you both stared at each other until you hugged him he wrapped his arms around you and you both stayed there for a while until you heard footsteps coming from down the hall you let go and gave him a small smile and then you walked into infirmary.

Once you stepped into the operation room you were stopped by one of the other knights. He grabbed the bag that you brought and dumped everything out on the floor.

Are you kidding me?  You had to bite down on your tongue.

"He's just making sure that you didn't bring anything to harm Master Ren," Vircrul said suddenly he was nonviolent with you.

If I wanted to kill him don't you think I would've just left him on the battlefield to die. Or killed him when we were alone?

You gave him no response you just started picking up your clothes that were now scattered all across the floor.

"The kitchen is going to send both of your meals here. Three times a day your droid is allowed to assist you." Two of the knights came in holding a recliner chair. "As far as beds go that's the best the infirmary could provide."

You shook your head in confirmation. Of course, after the battle, all the cots were being used you were glad they provided you with the recliner.

Once they left the room X2 came straight to you and you knelled hugging his metal body. X2 was the only familiar thing to you on The Finalizer he always knew how you were feeling and what to do. You were just so worn out from the events of the day, you looked at the supreme leader's body still unconscious before deciding that you were going to take a shower in the small refresher in the operating room.

"X2 please keep an eye out and get me if anything happens, it just going to be a quick shower."

You stepped in the refresher that had a small toilet and a small walk-in shower and quickly undressed knowing your luck he would wake up while you were in the shower you. Once you were finished you checked your head again the gash was now closed but it was still sore. Changing quickly into nightclothes a pair of black loose-fitting pants and a black tank top you were able to see bruises where Vicrul grabbed you. X2 beeped at the entrance of the refresher

His heart rate is rising he is going to wake soon.

You shooked your head and tied your hair up and left and he was in fact moving around the table not quite awake yet. He jerked and woke himself up and you grabbed his shoulders.

"Supreme leader my name is Venus and I am your healer I'm not sure if you remember but you had a blaster shot woun-"

"I remember."

"Are you in any pain or discomfort?"

He didn't speak.

"Are you hungry they are going to bring dinner soon I believe."

"What's the time?"

"It is currently 7:51."

He started to sit up despite his wound on his stomach.

"Supreme leader you can't go anywhere until you are healthy again the Bacta shot is going to help speed up the process but ultimately you just need time."

He ignored you.

"Your knights said you are to stay here until you're ready."

"I am their Master not the other way around nurse so if you can just shut up that would be wonderful."

You stopped talking immediately and watched him rise wincing as the bandages started spotting with blood. He was almost off the table when Vicrul walked in with someone from the kitchen staff holding with two trays.

"What are you doing girl I told you he is to stay here and rest. Why is he trying to get up?"

"I told him he didn't allow me to-"

"Shut up girl that's all I need to know about you of course you couldn't do the one simple task I asked of you."

Crying for the second time today you looked at the supreme leader and he was staring right back at you. What do you want from me? you thought knowing he could hear. A silent plea hoping he could save you from his knight that was yelling at you.

"You worthless girl you shouldn't even be a healer you are irresponsible and frankly not skilled enough I am going to see it immediately that you are terminated and kicked off at the next planet we stop at."

That was the end of the line for you as much as you hated conflict and yelling you knew your worth as a healer and you knew that you are the best at what you do the best on the Finalizer and probably in the galaxy.

"If I was so irresponsible and incompetent would I have saved the Supreme Leader? Who else do you know that could've done that or would have been willing to do it as I have? Where were you and your stupid knights to protect him? Isn't that your job?."

The knight took a step back so he was not so close and looked back at the Supreme Leader you looked at the Supreme Leader and he nodded but not to you, to the knight that was just yelling at you. With that Vicrul turned back to you and cocked his head to the side as if something was wrong with you and then turned and left.

With that, the Supreme Leader laid back down. There were tears still coming out of your eyes still very confused to what has happened. X2 beeped grabbing your attention.

"Are you done crying because I'm not sure if you noticed but I am now bleeding."

You looked at him and wiped your eyes, grabbing a pair of scissors you cut the bandages that were now bloody not talking to him while you replaced them with clean ones. Once you was done you heard his stomach grumble and that amused me somehow because someone as powerful as the Supreme Leader still needs to eat.

You stared at the plate brought to you before Vicrul  started yelling and then you stared at the Supreme Leader.

"Do you want to see what they brought you for dinner? Or are you okay."

No response.

That shit was going to get real old real quick

You walked over to the metal tray you noticed it was 2 different meals, one that the infirmary calls soft diet for people who are injured semi-badly and they cant handle anything heavy so the vegetable and lentil soup that came with a roll was his. The other seemed like a feast compared to his a bowl of white rice with some type of chicken curry on another plate some flat circle bread and even something chocolatey for dessert.

You grabbed his bowl of soup and walked towards him he was staring at the ceiling

"Did you want it? Its vegetable soup."

He wrinkled his nose in disgust and you had to smile a little. The Supreme Leader didn't like vegetables.

"There is something else if you want it?"

You turned and grabbed the other plate and pulled a small table to the Supreme Leaders side, You put the food on the table and slowly started to incline the hospital bed the supreme leader he wasn't sitting all the way up but he definitely wasn't laying down either.

You grabbed a chair from the corner of the room and put it next to his bed and sat on it.

"May I assist you with your meal?" You asked softly

He shook his head, yes and you exhaled.

Finally, he's working with me.

"Its just food don't be so dramatic," he said

"Well I was just trying to save your life and I almost got killed twice so maybe I will be a little dramatic."

You put some of the curry chicken on the rice and mixed it up it was surprisingly hot still considering it stayed out when you were getting yelled at and when you were bandaging the supreme leader. You blew on the food before putting it to his mouth and he was just staring at you. His eyes were filled with disbelief and you were just confused.

"Are you okay?" You asked body still stretched out towards him one hand holding the spoon and one hand cupped under the spoon just in case some fell

He responded by eating the food.

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[tardigraded20]

Witchy Questions

1. Are you solitary or in a coven? -solitary, you think i have time for humans? 2. Do you consider yourself Wiccan, Pagan, witch, or other? -Idk someone who said fuck other religions and said revive the old gods 3. What is your zodiac sign? -Gemini 4. Do you have a Patron God/dess? -I don’t, but I am open to it 5. Do you work with a Pantheon? -No, but I am looking into the norse pantheon  6. Do you use tarot, palmistry, or any other kind of divination? -tarot and rune stones 7. What are some of your favorite herbs to use in your practice? (if any) -bergamont and I use incense 8. How would you define your craft? -idk i diy religion  9. Do you curse? If not, do you accept others who do? -No, i haven't tried but I would if i was motivated for it 10. How long have you been practicing? -5 years? I guess? I don’t count 11. Do you currently or have you ever had any familiars? -lmao i wish 12. Do you believe in Karma or Reincarnation? -Karma yes, I am not sure about reincarnation 13. Do you have a magical name? -how do you find that? 14. Are you “out of the broom closet”? -Yeah, but im not sure how much my dad thinks im serious   15. What was the last spell you performed? -A positivity jar  16. Would you consider yourself knowledgeable? -about mythology yes but actual witchcraft? Kinda.  17. Do you write your own spells? -im not that original lol  18. Do you have a book of shadows? If so, how is it written and/or set up? -I do but its kinda just a book i occasionally write in  19. Do you worship nature? -somewhat, but its not a focus  20. What is your favorite gemstone? -umbalite and labradorite 21. Do you use feathers, claws, fur, pelt, skeletons/bones, or any other animal body part for magical work? -feathers and naturally fell from a bird  22. Do you have an altar? -yes 23. What is your preferred element? -fire 24. Do you consider yourself an Alchemist? -no 25. Are you any other type of magical practitioner besides a witch? -idk  26. What got you interested in witchcraft? -lmao percy jackson 27. Have you ever performed a spell or ritual with the company of anyone who was not a witch? -no 28. Have you ever used Ouija? -Yup, at school in the hallway  29. Do you consider yourself a psychic? -pfft no 30. Do you have a spirit guide? If so, what is it? -no, but I am looking into it 31. What is something you wish someone had told you when you first started? -Not everything is black and white, you can do your own thing 32. Do you celebrate the Sabbats? If so which one is your favorite? -Yeah, although mildly. My favorite is Samhain 33. Would you ever teach witchcraft to your children? -yes but i would never force it on them 34. Do you meditate? -I try too but not often    35. What is your favorite season? -autumn 36. What is your favorite type of magick to preform? -Nature based magic 37. How do you incorporate your spirituality into your daily life? -Appreciate nature  38. What is your favorite witchy movie? -Kiki's Delivery Service 39. What is your favorite witchy book, both fiction and non-fiction. Why? -The Raven Boys because it is fucking amazing 40. What is the first spell you ever preformed? Successful or not. -some shitty rain spell from a childs book 41. What’s the craziest witchcraft-related thing that’s happened to you? -when i was in Senior Kindergarten I saw a “fairy” 42. What is your favorite type of candle to use? -beesewax 43. What is your favorite witchy tool? -candles 44. Do you or have you ever made your own witchy tools? -I use a rock to grind shit because i dont have a pestle and mortar  45. Have you ever worked with any magical creatures such as the fae or spirits? -I want to try working with fae but I need to learn more 46. Do you practice color magic? -yes, a bit 47. Do you or have you ever had a witchy teacher or mentor of any kind? -No, I think? I have older online witchy people I talk to but no mentor 48. What is your preferred way of shopping for witchcraft supplies? -In person, but somethings you can only get online 49. Do you believe in predestination or fate? -I guess? I think that life has a story that gives you options and a new story starts on what you choose, kinda like an RPG 50. What do you do to reconnect when you are feeling out of touch with your practice? -Read into it and appreciate it more 51. Have you ever had any supernatural experiences? -yes, at my grandmas funeral     52. What is your biggest witchy pet peeve? -”I CAn PrAcTiCe CLoSEd ReligIoNs If i aM rEsPeCtFul” 53. Do you like incense? If so what’s your favorite scent? -bergamont    54. Do you keep a dream journal of any kind? -no but I should 55. What has been your biggest witchcraft disaster? -spilling wax on myself    56. What has been your biggest witchcraft success? -not burning the house down    57. What in your practice do you do that you may feel silly or embarrassed about? -chanting shit in my room    58. Do you believe that you can be an atheist, Christian, Muslim or some other faith and still be a witch too? -yup    59. Do you ever feel insecure, unsure or even scared of spell work? -of course, its dealing with things that dont have 100% safety measures    60. Do you ever hold yourself to a standard in your witchcraft that you feel you may never obtain? -lmao I one day want to be a teacher but I never feel knowledgeable enough for that     61. What is something witch related that you want right now? -my own pestle and mortar    62. What is your rune of choice? - Hagalaz   63. What is your tarot card of choice? -the empress    64. Do you use essential oils? If so what is your favorite? -Lemongrass 65. Have you ever taken any kind of witchcraft or pagan courses? -no   66. Do you wear pagan jewelry in public? -Yup, I have a cheap ass pentagram necklace    67. Have you ever been discriminated against because of your faith or being a witch? 68. Do you read or subscribe to any pagan magazines? -no because I am poor and where would I find one?    69. Do you think it’s important to know the history of paganism and witchcraft? -yes 70. What are your favorite things about being a witch? -those scared looks that karens give you, even though you are eating cupcakes and smiling    71. What are your least favorite things about being a witch? -the amount of people who keep on trying to make you christian      72. Do you listen to any pagan music? If so who is your favorite singer/band? -heatherdale    73. Do you celebrate the sabbats? If so, how? -yes, by lighting candles and making tea 74. Do you ever work skyclad? -I want to be but nooo 75. Do you think witchcraft has improved your life? If so, how? -makes me happier 76. Where do you draw inspiration from for your practice? -other witches and what makes me happy 77. Do you believe in ‘fantasy’ creatures? (Unicorns, fairies, elves, gnomes, ghosts, etc) -The fae yes, but like celtic like ones 78. What’s your favorite sigil/symbol? -I have none    79. Do you use blood magick in your practice? Why or why not? -No, because I am not ready for it   80. Could you ever be in a relationship with someone who doesn’t support your practice? -Hahahaha no, if you dont respect my religion I dont have time for you    81. In what area or subject would you most like your craft to grow? -meditation and divination     82. What’s your favorite candle scent? Do you use it in your practice? -beesewax 83. Do you have a pre-ritual ritual? (I.e. Something you do before rituals to prepare yourself for them). If so what is it? -have a bath 84. What real life witch most inspires your practice? @spellchased 85. What is your favorite method of communicating with deity? -meditation and a yes-no pendulum 86. How do you like to organize all your witchy items and ingredients? -in jars and by aesthetics    87. Do you have any witches in your family that you know of? -my mom is interested in druidry but doesn't call herself one    88. How have you created your path? What is unique about it? -I dont know? I just did what felt right.    89. Do you feel you have any natural gifts or affinities (premonitions, hearing spirits, etc.) that led you toward the craft? If so what are they? -No    90. Do you believe you can initiate yourself or do you have to be initiated by another witch or coven? -with closed practices you need to be initiated, but with open religions thats not the case 91. When you first started out in your path what was the first thing or things you bought? -incense tray and incense    92. What is the most spiritual or magickal place you’ve been? -The Hagia Sophia in Istanbul     93. What’s one piece of advice you’d give someone who is searching for their matron and patron deities? -Read. Just read a lot.    94. What techniques do you use to 'get in the zone’ for meditation? -Silence and deep breathing 95. Did visualization come easily to you or did you have to practice at it? -I need to practice it     96. Do you prefer day or night? Why? -night because i dont sleep 97. What do you think is the best time and place to do spell work? -My best time is the full moon at midnight  98. How did you feel when you cast your first circle? Did you stumble or did it go smoothly? -It was okay, nothing special     99. Do you believe witchcraft gets easier with time and practice? -old practices become easy, but you learn more complicated things 100. Do you believe in many gods or one God with many faces? 101. Do you eat meat, eggs and dairy? -I eat cheese, eggs and fish 102. What is your favorite color and why?  -purple, blue and yellow because its pretty 103. What is the one question you get asked most by non-practitioners or non-pagans? How do you usually respond? -why dont you respect Jesus? Because he did nothing for me Susan.  104. Which of your five senses would you say is your strongest? -sight 105. What is a pagan or witchcraft rule that you preach but don’t practice? -Karma, I keep on doing shitty things 

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[sarareynolds]

Random

1. What’s one animal you wish you could have as a pet but can’t?

Ocelot. 

Lol no… but it probably would be a big cat of some sort. Snow leopard maybe. I've always loved those

2. Favorite thing to wear to sleep?

A tank top and underwear. Pretty much the standard for me.

3. What song really gets you going?

I Wanna Dance With Somebody - Whitney Houston

4. Where do you usually eat your meals?

I'd say at home but lately my boyfriend's place is winning for that currently.  

5. Favorite meal: breakfast, lunch, or dinner?

Breakfast. I'm hardcore into brunch options and brinner.... I also tend to have cereal as a snack and a weakness for donuts, so yeah, breakfast wins

6. Most embarrassing habit?

Oh, I don't know… I'm not embarrassed by a lot. Self conscious, yes, but not embarrassed.

7. Chocolate or fruity candy?

I choose chocolate covered gummy bears. Take that. :p

8. Soft or hard tacos?

Soft, and corn on top of that. Unless it's Taco Bell, then always crunchy.

9. Worst way to break up a fight?

Try to get in the thick of it? I really don't know, this is a talent I've never really had.

10. Best thing to say in an elevator of strangers?

I don't really talk to people in elevators. :/

11. What color/design are your bedsheets?

Currently they're a baby blue color and I have a quilt that's mostly white with a splash of rainbow triangle starbursts that I made when I was like fifteen to see if I could.

12. Any hidden talents?

I can clover my tongue. I don't think I have any other

13. Favorite thing to drink out of (mug, glass, etc.)?

A glass.

14. Socks or bare feet around the house?

Bare feet.

15. Favorite board game?

Stop Thief. It's awesome and retro and I bet you've never even heard of it.

16. Do you sleep with the fan on or off?

Off which can be problematic in summer. I can sleep with it on if it's unbearable I just prefer not to.

17. Heat on or keep it cold with lots of layers?

Heat on. I'm really not a fan of the cold but I don't like endless layering either.

18. Do you sing in the shower?

Um, yes. #unashamed

19. Favorite song to belt out at the top of your lungs when you’re alone?

I honestly don't need to be alone to belt out a song like that. I also don't have a go to. Usually it's whatever record I put on. Lately it's been jams off of Alanis Morrisette's Jagged Little Pill. In a 90’s mood.

20. Last thing you cried about?

See this is unfair because I feel like it keeps coming up and it's not even a thing anymore, but the last thing I cried over was my boyfriend ghosting me for a week. We talked. We're good.

21. At what age did you first have alcohol?

13? I think. I don't know, somewhere around there.

22. Relationship status?

In a relationship.

23. What’s the most amount of money you’ve spent on a single item of clothing?

400-ish. I've spent more on clothing than I usually would as of late. Kind of a requirement for my job.

24. What do you typically wear to formal events?

Cocktail dress.

25. Favorite memory?

It’s not really a specific memory but Sundays growing up. My dad would play his old records and make cinnamon rolls.Well, put cinnamon rolls in a tray and bake them but still... It was our thing and it was nice while it lasted. 

26. Gum or breath mints?

Breath mints

27. Favorite shoes?

I have a pair of black Adidas I wear all the damn time.

28. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

I care what people think. I wish I didn't but I constantly worry about how people interpret me. It annoys me that I can be sure of myself and yet care that people may judge me for the choices I make in spite being sure. Ugh, Contradictions.

29. What is the natural state of your hair?

Merida lol 

30. Have you ever had braces?

Nope

31. Most dangerous thing you’ve ever done?

I used to sneak out. At the time it didn’t seem dangerous but looking back yeah, that was fucking dumb. 

32. Most embarrassing thing your parents have caught you doing?

I can't remember them catching me doing anything….I’ve always sort of flown under the radar with them.

33. Last time you had an orgasm?

I know you want the overshare....

34. Celebrity crush(es)?

Nikolas Black. ;)

35. Windows or Mac?

Windows. At least if it breaks you can cobble it back together, I can't say the same for a Mac.

36. How old were you when you learned to ride a bike?

7?

37. Makeup or natural?

Makeup. I don't really feel comfortable with a bare face.

38. What color do you wear the most?

Yellow. I like colors but yeah, I think that wins.

39. Favorite season?

Summer. Hands down I live for summer.

40. Umbrella or rain coat?

No. No to both. All you need is a decent hoodie and maybe a leather jacket. A treated leather jacket. Don’t be an animal.

41. Have you ever fallen out of a tree?

Yes. Again, if you say you haven't it's probably false. Or you had a hellofa helicopter parent at your side.

42. First car you ever owned?

None. I have never owned a car. No reason to.

43. What time do you usually go to bed?

Depends on the night. I don't think I have a usual bedtime. I go to sleep when I'm tired. Some nights that's 11 others it's like 2 am and rarely it's like 8.

44. Are you a competitive person?

Yes. Very. I like winning. 

(yes, I realize the gif is inaccurate to reality but I’m about that competitive when I get going)

45. Least favorite color?

Brown. 

46. First pet you’ve ever owned?

I have never had a pet of my own.

47. Sweet or salty?

Sweet but again I see not why I can't have both. Chocolate covered potato chips are good.

48. Favorite pasta dish?

Shrimp scampi in linguini. Yum.

49. Favorite kind of chips?

Sour cream and onion

50. What are some of your hobbies?

I paint. I'm a bit of an audiophile... I think that’s about it actually. 

51. Caffeine? If so, what kind?

Yes. Coffee and teas. I'm not big on the whole energy drink thing.

52. Favorite kind of pizza?

Pineapple with bacon. Yeah, I'm sorry to those of you I have offended. Pineapple is great on pizza.

53. Fast food or sit-down restaurant?

Sit down but fast food has its place. I'm not going to knock it.

54. Lots of acquaintances or a handful of close friends?

Handful of close friends. Hands down one good friend is better than a handful of fake ones.

55. Something that ruins your appetite?

Um… not much. Honestly being sick is about it.

56. Favorite labels about you?

I try really hard not to pay attention to labels. I know blah so cliche but seriously, I tend to focus on the negative ones so it’s better for me to just not go down this road at all.

57. Are you a religious person?

I can't say that I am, no. I believe things happen for a reason but as for a higher power being in control of that…. Not so much no.

58. Night out with a bunch of friends in public or night in with one friend having deep conversations?

Lately it's been the latter but I enjoy a night out with a group of people as well. I have zero alliances with this one, both are enjoyable for their separate reasons.

59. What size shoe do you wear?

8. I'm average af.

60. Favorite thing about yourself?

I don't really take shit from most people. I think that's mostly a good thing. Mostly.

61. Have you ever told someone you loved them first?

I have not.

62. Have you ever had sex on the first date?

Ha… try sex without a date, but, yes, I have done that too.

63. Heroes or villains?

I’m borderline neutral on this but maybe tend to teeter more toward villain overall

64. Favorite fruit?

Pomegranates

65. Least favorite fruit?

Oranges, actually, not a fan. I know, weird.

66. Favorite vegetable?

Carrots

67. Least favorite vegetable?

Peas

68. How many plates can you eat at a buffet?

I probably average three. One round, second round for seconds or missed maybe items, if I have room that and then dessert.

69. Favorite dessert?

I like mushy desserts. Mousse, ice cream, cheesecake, pie… I have a sweet tooth but favorite is probably tiramisu.

70. Do you play any sports?

I don't know if it's a sport but I like flying. For no-maj things I’d probably go track and field. 

71. Age you learned how to swim?

3? Does anyone actually know the number for these sorts of things. I was very young.

72. Tell a funny story.

My littlest sister was going up the stairs and I heard a thud. I yelled, “You ok?” and she responded, “Yeah, uhh, I just a little clumsy, uhh... I fell on da stairs.” 

73. What’s one interesting thing about your culture?

Um... I’ll get back to you on this one.

74. What’s one annoying thing about your culture?

Everyone’s got their head up their ass. 

75. What job would you be terrible at?

Waitressing... lol 

76. Would you rather watch a TV show or a movie?

TV Show. There are very few movies I get super jazzed for. I think 90% of them are Marvel.

77. What’s your favorite compliment to give?

I’m really awkward about compliments actually.

78. What’s your favorite compliment to receive?

Yup, still awkward.

79. Has your opinion changed on something recently?

Not recently no, but I am open to other people’s opinions and hearing the other side of something. I may not always show this truth, but you can’t grow if you don’t try and hear someone else’s perspectives on things. 

80. Do you always order the same thing at a restaurant or order something different each time?

Depends on the restaurant. I try to order new things but there are places I definitely have a regular order, especially if I don't go to that place often.

81. What’s something you’ve always wanted to try but haven’t yet?

So many things. I have a nearly endless bucket list in my head of things I want to do. Shark diving is the most recent one to make the list.

82. If you could learn to do anything right now, what would it be?

Pottery. Specifically on a potters wheel. It seems like it’d be a fun challenge.

83. Favorite physical feature about yourself?

My hair.

84. Least favorite physical feature about yourself?

My hands

85. What’s one amazing thing you did that nobody was around to see?

I caught a thrown pen perfectly upright once in class. Snagged it out of the air like nothing and nobody saw it happen. The only time I had mad skills like that. 

86. If you could change your height, would you?

No. I'm good with 5'6"

87. What’s something you would rate 10/10?

Ooh, um... pfft. I dunno. 

88. Heels or flats?

Flats. I love fashion but I also enjoy comfort. Though, heels definitely have a place.

89. What’s something you wish you had more knowledge about?

Art. I have a very basic knowledge. I’ve mostly figured shit out on my own when it comes to painting but I do appreciate what others create and would love to know more.  

90. Would you want to know when you'll die?

No, I don’t think I would. I feel like that would taint things knowing when it would all stop.

91. Would you want to be famous?

I'm thinking by proxy is enough for me, honestly.

92. What’s something you would get arrested for?

Protecting someone I care about.

93. What’s your spirit animal?

That’s basically a patronus right? So: hippogriff

94. What’s the luckiest thing that’s ever happened to you?

Nik, he'd disagree but he's wrong.

95. Are you the type to have an organized mess, or no mess at all?

Organized mess. My whole life is compiled of organized messes.

96. Do you tend to make decisions based on the past, present, or future?

Present. I don't often think very far into the future because it's impossible to predict and dwelling on the past can lead to forgetting to live at all. Now is the most important moment you have.

97. Are you a planner or a more spontaneous person?

Spontaneous, if my previous answer shows anything it's that.

98. Thoughts on the oxford comma?

Valid option. I am a cautionary user of the Oxford comma. No accidentally eating grandmother's here. Lol

99. What do you hope never changes?

I don't think I would ever hope for something not to change. I want to keep the people I care about but I wouldn't wish for my relationships to grow stagnant by refusing change.

100. How would you celebrate your 100th birthday?

Fucking party!!! Giant cake, loud music. All my people with me. A rager like I'm young and vibrant because dammit celebrating life is important, especially if you're getting that close to death.

#Sara Reynolds #random questions #asks #100 #only been working on this for two weeks #nbd

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Tony Awards Thoughts

So it looks like, at least for now, the CBS website lets you watch it for free (at least in the US). Here are my thoughts using those time stamps (be warned I have a long running commentary)

0:23 Oh is this going to be a parody of her playing the piano on last year’s Tony’s

1:05 How has neither one of them won anything? I mean I get if they said neither one of them one a Tony cause I mean, they both did shows that one time…but anything?

1:18 Is there anything more Broadway than saying the same rehearsed thing at the same time and pretending it was just part of the banter? Oh theater tropes I love you

1:36 That’s always been something that bothered me, people assume that just because something didn’t win the Tony doesn’t mean its not a great show, and the show that wins might not even be the best one that season (you know who you are). I love the Tony’s but its an award show, people don’t stop watching tv shows and movies or listening to artists that didn’t win or weren’t nominated, it makes me sad that so many shows close post Tony’s just because they weren’t the big winner. Anyways…

1:53 THEY CELEBRATED THE LOSERS LIKE ME, these A list celebrities that are totally not losers are soooo relatable ;)

2:40 A few years ago Something Rotten did what I thought was a brilliant advertising campaign listing amazing shows that lost the Tonys like them, so the fact that it was put into song gave me a fond flashback. See? SEE??? Oh it feels so good to be vindicated on tv

3:49 “If you make art at all your a part of the cure” :)

4:10 THEY HAD THE ENSEMBLE MEMBERS BE THE ONES IN THE OPENING NUMBER RATHER THAN THE LEADS THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY. If only my high school self could have seen this she would have felt so much better

6:42 I didn’t see any of the plays this year but I heard the most about Angels in America this season so not surprised. Looks interesting

7:45 Happy Pride Month

8:40 Bake a cake for everyone who wants a cake to be baked would actually be a pretty good diction warmup

14:10 Kinda surprised that they didn’t pick Rather Be Me or Apex Predator considering those are the really marketed songs. “Where We Belong” seems a lot like “Status Quo” from High School Musical. I mean you’ll get that about high school clicks in the lunch room with a blond queen bee but like, even the dance moves felt similar, and the lunch tray dancing, even the giant cat decal. But like, it's not as catchy? I didn’t expect them to win anything tonight but I really don’t think they’ll win anything now? Is that mean? Just cause it feels like it was supposed to be a high energy number and it didn’t have that energy I thought it would. Also come on, just cause you want the girls to be shallow and dumb doesn’t mean the lyrics have to be that cringey. This feels like a less good version of if Legally Blonde and High School Musical had a baby (I absolutely love Legally Blonde that was not intended to be an insult to either show).

15:00 Is it me or did Amy Schumer look like she wanted to say something but Rachel Bloom kept talking. But it didn’t really have any joke setup or serve as a good segway for commentary, what could she have wanted to say?

15:35 Later on I’m going to see if I can find the award speeches that didn’t get televised. most of the world doesn’t get broadway they get regional theater, I wanted to hear what they had to say

15:45 Nick Scandalious feels like a cartoon name you’d see in an Onion article about the Me Too movement. His face even looks like the generic celebrity that had a TMZ scandal five years ago. I thought I read it wrong at first lol

16:40 I was cracking up they know their brand so well. The air quotes on emotional, perfect!

17:10 Mini Sara and Josh are so cute!

17:50 Ok I missed the reference, what is the giant bird lady from?

18:10 oh

20:57 celebrity child picture counter: #3 Amy Schumer. Also guess which year the musical described as “a comedy about class and sexism” is from? Yup it’s My Fair Lady, the audience laughed like I did in that sort of this is funny but also sad kinda way

26:00 This was so overacted and hammy and one day I aspire to that level of loud printed robes. Coincidentally my name is also spelled like Eliza but my voice is not nearly that good. Also does it count as drag if they are clearly men in dresses with some comical makeup or is there another name for it when they aren’t actually trying to look feminine?

26:18 The twitter usernames were too small to see on my screen who were the twitter pictures of?

26:30 See above comment

27:00 What show did Billy Joel work on? Also Billy Joel, Bruce Springsteen, and Josh Groban maybe my mom will finally enjoy theater

29:12 Oh my gosh that picture of Titus Burgess is amazing as is that suit. And that intro is so Titus its great

30:07 Renee Fleming we’ve got the Opera world here too? It’s so many famous musicians from outside broadway on broadway, think of all the crossovers

32:50: Yes spongebob get Josh Groban to sing more thank you for your service. Ok I’m not a huge fan of spongebob but they have to win for sound design that guy is on overload

33:27 Lol it explains so much why the songs sound disjointed cause they got a billion people to write them. Also lol I was waiting for that joke

33:50 Also what I thought would happen would be a medley that way Spongebob who really is the driving energy of the show and Squidward played by the Broadway darling would both have a song. This wasn’t how I expected them to do it, but I was sort of right so I’ll count it. I’m not really a fan of Spongebob the musical (I’ve listened to it twice once when it first came out and once during Tony Season. I’m not one of the people who hate it off the sheer premise and won’t give it a chance, but I just thought it was meh and not worth having the most nominations.) But Squidward’s song is very me, not in terms of melody cause that is I find most of the melodies to be rather generic but the lyrics are 100% me trying to convince myself. Also all I will be thinking about for the rest of the will be what tap dancing must feel like its gotta feel weird how long do you think he spent practicing it with and without the extra legs. Or it might be nightmare fuel with the sea anemone contributing to it, who knows? Probably both,

38:07 still don’t know whose handles those are

38:28 ^^^

38:40 Ok when I saw the outfits I was expecting a Chorus Line Parody, but this Sia parody fits this every genre but musical theater theme of this Broadway season

39:20 Eight times a week, and all the subsequent puns

40:28 Can I just say I love this return to singing interludes over awkward award show banter?

41:44 I saw the Bands Visit a few month’s back and I still don’t know how to describe it. Normally I would guess it would be the second fiddle of the Tony’s but considering the “purists” it’ll probably win most of the awards

44:16 With all the previous reaction shots you knew it had to be Nathan Lane. I always forget how well spoken he is because of his typical roles but he is really well spoken and sincere rather than trying to wise crack and it was so sweet. It made me smile

47:43 His face saying “blow high” has got to be a gif right?

51:45 The entirety of the Carousel number was me thinking if I had a higher sex drive this would totally make me thirsty. They also used very creative ways to physically embody the shape and workings of a ship but then again I’m admittedly biased. Listen to that number you know their vocal prowess was not why they picked it

52:12 I mean, I know that crew gets less attention than cast and plays less attention than musicals but I would watch the full version stop cutting out the speeches. C’mon I love costumes

53:04 I know your joking but that hurts

53:19 yes #4 famous kid photo Uzo Aduba

55:49 Ari'el Stachel’s speech is made all the more poignant when you realize everyone else in his category were white. Despite this season’s commerciality you actually do have shows and casts with Asian leads and African American leads and Latin American leads and Middle Eastern leads somewhere between the sea of shows like Spongebob and Frozen. Show these shows some love, prove that Hamilton wasn’t the anomaly but the rule

56:55 They brought the Parkland teacher for the theater education award! Fitting 65 students into a high school teacher’s office for hours to protect them is not easy, she saved lives that day

58:17 I thought #5 Matthew Morrison was a girl in his child pic

58:40 They went to Parkland?!

59:35 OMG they’re performing!?!

1:00:10 Seasons of Love is the Perfect song for this, they sound so good too!

1:01:18 Girl has an amazing voice! Dang to get up there in front of all of these famous performers on live TV after the media has already hounded them and putting yourself out there is courageous

1:02:45 I can’t see the handles

1:03:11 Will they be able to top NPH’s Tony magic trick though??? Probably not but let’s see

1:03:31 So cheesy but tbh if I had a Harry Potter wand I’d be even cheesier

1:03:46 Was that line improved or was the tech delay intentional?

1:04:22 C’mon Squidward already pulled the same “trick” you have ensemble block the audience pov while someone enters from the back. Didn’t even come close to topping NPH

1:04:43 Little Patti Lupone I can’t believe she allowed them to include her picture of lil’ Patti

1:05:04 I just wanted to include Patti’s line about a “deep appreciation for outspoken women” cause I actually said “you go girl” out loud

1:05:35 Yeah, fun fact, Tony wasn’t a man but was actually short for Antoinette. They referenced it multiple times before, including earlier tonight, but it was stated most explicitly here

1:06:35 Is that a young or modern Claire Danes, I can’t tell

1:07:39 Also it’s really cool that an older woman won something, I feel like the stage gives more roles for older woman that other acting industries, also if people argue that she was political she served political office. Also how cool is it that apparently people were there from every recognized country?

1:09:27 so that’s how they do Sven, I knew Olaf was supposed to be an Avenue Q style puppet but the way they move Sven is really cool (it’s the technique they used on things like War Horse, I don’t know if it’s considered costuming or puppetry or what the official name is)

1:10:20 Anna looks exactly as I pictured her, and they changed a few minor lyrics for it to fit the stage

1:10:44 There are so many quick changes tonight

1:11:22 Elsa did not look like what I imagined her to be, but the costumes are on point

1:12:00 The chorus versions of these songs have beautiful harmony, but Olaf shouldn’t be there yet right? Isn’t he “born” in Let it Go

1:12:47 Alright I’ve been waiting to see how they’ll do the snow effects!

1:14:00 They got out of building the castle by already having it built at the beginning of the song, which is smart technically but I wanted to see how they do it, unless it’s one of those things that’s a surprise for when you see it live.

1:14:25 Never call it “Daddy’s Day” ever again. Never.

1:14:46 I can’t see the handles

1:14:59 How could you not show Chita Rivera’s lifetime achievement? I’ve been lucky enough to see her in more than one show and she is incredible.

1:15:13 And you also cut out Andrew Lloyd Webber’s?? You made the wrong cuts Broadway

1:15:25 It looks like they’re going to show a tribute I’m excited!!!

1:17:42 Two things: Andrew Lloyd Webber has written a weird collection of musicals, like when you see clips of them back to back you realize just how weird of a collection it is, and Josh Groban needs to be the next Phantom

1:18:08 That exchange was so physically awkward they haven’t even started talking yet and I feel the cringe

1:19:18 Is “I swore I’d never do something like that” shade against the La La Land debacle? In 2018? Or am I reading too much into it

1:19:21 I saw the Band’s Visit but I also saw Once on this Island and I thought that one would win Direction for sure but I guess I was wrong

1:22:36 I read Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, it’s a weird read, but I haven’t seen it live so maybe it’s directed brilliantly, who knows? Who else thinks its a weird read?

1:23:56 He’s getting the Tony audience to sing his boyfriend "Happy Birthday" instead of giving a speech and that is both adorably sweet and such a power move. Also a rare occasion of Happy Birthday being sung on key

1:25:10 They’re having DEH perform? You cut out people who actually were awarded tonight for people who already were featured on the Tony’s last year? And that song is a weird choice for a In Memoriam considering that show doesn’t really…respect the deceased. Weird

1:28:17 Give the tech more time in the limelight! You cut out Chita and Webber’s speeches for a weird tribute and you have weird stunts with tech like the magic thing yet cut out all their stage time. I know this is standard Tony procedure but it is something I will comment on every year until it changes

1:29:20 That move for “work hard for the money mom” line was uncomfortable

1:30:30 They really do sound like the original singer

1:31:53 So that’s how the performers follow the conductor. They have a huge teleprompter-like screen in the back of the audience

1:32:52 This cast seems specifically tailored to gather different subsections of internet geeks and I will not tell you which categories I fall into

1:33:18 I never knew “the Jimmy’s” were a thing when I was in high school

1:34:54 THOSE are the great themes of Harry Potter? Really?

1:36:10 Aww look at little Cinderella

1:36:34 How are they going to build that stage for the Tonys? They built a river inside the theater for it before!

1:37:00 Well it makes sense that they’d only include part of the set, you can’t really recreate an entire building. Yes I’m so glad they included Mama Will Provide. That song is like the definition of a Tony performance song. Why did they include the Daniel bit, that was so awkward and broke up the flow

1:40:40 If anyone would be chill with the goat it’s Nathan Lane. Yup, there a live goat at the Tony Awards

1:41:21 Don’t joke about that

1:41:41 Are you going to cut out every technical award

1:42:32 Too relatable

1:43:16 Is this that song from Chorus Line in real life

1:44:10 English Major life

1:46:03 The angel from Angels in America is so Extra TM

1:46:54 That Tony Kushner line was forced

1:47:18 Awkward segway but REMEMBER TO VOTE

1:47:38 That Judy Garland line ties in perfectly with the Happy Birthday to the gay couple

1:48:04 That reaction to the word “money” is me. And also is a gif right?

Am I so much of a Tony nerd that I both knew and was shocked that the accountants weren’t the normal ones from Ernst and Young but instead were from Grant Thorton. Why do I remember what company normally tallies the Tony votes? Why did they change companies? Why do I care so much? But seriously what happened

1:49:00 That phrase just sounded so odd, just the way it was said “my television Daddy-O Tony Shalhoub”

1:53:15 I don’t have the accent and I’m about as white as white can be, but I really want to perform this song somewhere at some point. I have family in this area even though I don’t look like I would but and I just connect to it. The melody is gorgeous and the chorus reminds me of the lullabies of when I was very little.

1:54:15 Every time the young photos come up it puts a small smile on my face

1:54:37 Good on them for putting their money where their mouth is. They actually helped fund arts programs in places where they were cut

1:55:05 I wonder what the rest of the scenic guy’s speech for Spongebob was because this tiny clip seemed so passionate (and just has such an interesting aesthetic). Gosh darn it Tonys stop pretending the only backstage people that count are the directors and producers, you have all these other people who put in so much hard work yet you consistently ignore them. Even orchestrations, choreography and score?? Orchestrations, choreography and score are crucial for musicals to exist as unique entities from plays. You make jokes about people sitting through 5 hour plays but I would gladly sit through a five hour award show if you just included the technical awards.

1:57:10 me trying to open anything ever

1:57:14 Yes! I was so worried they would go with the super old school ones that get constant revivals. I mean, they picked the show that had “1000 pounds of sand, a 100 gallons of water, a goat and 2 chickens into his theater” when you have safer, more conventional bets. Everyone kept sleeping on Once on this Island this Tony season to talk about their feelings about the Spongebob’s and Mean Girl’s of the world but this is such a good show. Maybe this’ll get this show the love it deserves.

1:59:30 what did Robert DeNiro say on the recording the sound cut out. Did the mic cut out did he say something inappropriate, I’ve been avoiding Tony news what happened?

1:59:55 It’s got more than just a big cast, dancing, and a history lesson. You know that applies to, idk like 60% of famous Broadway musicals lol

2:00:06 when someone gives that pregnant of a pause you gotta wonder what the story is there

2:00:27 Truth

2:00:40 “Jersey Boy” that’s such a good one liner, actually, it might sound sarcastic online but that was a funny one liner in context

2:03:00 Is Bruce Springsteen really going to just do spoken word poetry the whole time? Also I don’t know why but this makes me think of Fun Home

2:06:05 Oh he’s going to sing after all. Though that story is about as Americana Fourth of July as anything I’ve ever heard on the Tony Awards ever and that’s saying something

2:07:39: who are these people?

2:08:00 Didn’t Kristin Chenowitz and Alan Cumming do this exact same shtick when they hosted, what 2 years ago? And there’s was much bigger I mean really go big like that Glinda the Good dress or go home.

2:08:23 Was there really no punch line? Also aww baby Kelli O’Hara is precious

2:09:07 The actor’s name sounds like his character’s name and I enjoy that

2:09:39 Well these actors are very different from each other

2:11:28 I am a sucker for genuine sincerity and that combined with some of the earlier moments like the Parkland moment brought me close to tears

2:12:45 Look at this award shows actual diversity, and not just using one show for diversity and nominating a bunch of actors you have 3 out of 6 female leads be people of color and none of them are a “token” and they all support each other. Hailey Kilgore is so young and such a good actress and I wanted her to win so much but she seemed so excited for the person who did win and they all seem happy at the result you don’t have any of that polite loser face they are all genuinely supportive and this makes me happy. I’m happy, look at those smiles I’m smiling, I love it when they show women supporting each other.

12:14:06 “my stupid little heart with so much joy” is me watching these people tonight.

12:14:27 Still can’t identify these people

12:15:00 Josh Groban’s reaction to Bernadette Peter’s name is me. Honestly Josh Groban is killing the potential gif game tonight

I’m sorry I just can’t take this description of them as “empowering stories” seriously when half of your nominations are Spongebob and Mean Girls

2:16:10 Tonight the Band’s Visit really swept. Honestly some seasons shows don’t win any awards that deserved it and other seasons shows that (while still deserving) probably wouldn’t have won win and it’s all kind of arbitrary, but I’m glad out of this batch it won, it was really the only show out of the four that would have gotten the Tony Award ticket sales boost and it got it.

2:17:35 “Music gives people hope and makes borders disappear”

2:19:08 yes another Josh Groan duet!

2:19:25 I love Miss Peters too

2:20:44 This number made me smile, this whole night made me smile. I was worried I would get frustrated by the night with Spongebob and Frozen and Mean Girls and all the potential for it to be a cynical snark fest or a capitalist money grabber spectacular. There are about 10 billion ways I saw myself not liking this year’s Tony Awards before it started and not only am I relieved that I was wrong about the mood of the night but I am elated. I love me some deadpan humor and some snark but you rarely see one of these nights just wholly be genuine and not tongue and cheek and it was such a breath of fresh air. Even the hokey bits like the stupid magic jokes and banter or weaker songs like that Mean Girls number, because everything was in such a kindhearted atmosphere, didn’t feel as bad as they otherwise would have.

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