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chloeworships · 8 months

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I saw someone pouring almond milk. There might be an issue with some batches made. We could be hearing about this OR someone could be allergic.

UPDATE:

God just gave me this scripture: Isaiah 60. I only copied this part but the whole scripture applies. What I heard was “When the time is right, I the LORD will make it happen”. When I read the scrip in its entirety this is where I saw the Milk 🥛 yyaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy lol 😂

What’s interesting is, God had shown us the blue bra. He also showed me his name “GOD” in bronze eyeshadow. Wow 🤩 I didn’t know what he meant when he showed me this until now. Who else loves bronze eyeshadow? That’s my go-to. He showed me this in my family room on our glass table and underneath it was bronze lipstick 💄

Something amazing is about to happen for some of you. Get ready. The LORD is preparing a table in front of your enemies with riches and blessings for ALL to see ✨

What’s crazy is I heard him say “I am with you” earlier this evening.

He is with YOU babes. You’ll know if this message is for you. Everyone will be a witness to this. Watch GOD work 🛠️⏰

PS. Recall the dream I had with the baby on my hip. I can’t make this stuff up babezzzzzzzz. Congrats to whoever this message is for 🤩

PPS. You could be vegan as well, I’m hearing 🌱 or sell vegan cruelty free products. You could also be seeing a lot of clocks. Yes, your time has come.

OMGOSHHHH I had a dream about me and Taylor Swift. It was very short. We were hiding behind a wall 👀 The dream kinda reminded me of her “Bad Blood 🩸” video. In the video she is putting on LIPSTICK AND she’s also in a high rise building just like the one in my other dream hahahahaaha. Notice the blue classic vintage car 👀

I’m done ✅

Song 🎧

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HAHA I. LOVE. IT.

I didn’t mention, I saw a woman who was suffering from alopecia. She had her hair in a small top bun and a full face of make up with beautiful naturally plump lips with chocolate brown lipstick. She was worried about her looks and loss of hair. Your hair will grow back girl. It was a result of a spell. Yes, there are beauty curses that others use to make you look unattractive, gain or lose a significant amount of weight and or make you smell or have issues with your genitals (itching or impotence). People don’t believe me when I say this but, for those who have experienced it, we know.

I also had another dream of setting two of my enemies on fire after I prayed for protection. When they were on fire they looked like the witchcraft circle (pentagram) witches use to summon demons. It was SURREAL.

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

I was going to share this dream tomorrow but alas, God had other plans haha 😂

They messed with the wrong Child of God 👀 oh dear. Witches and enemies are about to be destroyed.

I heard the LORD say two nights ago “tragedies have struck” ⚡️👀

This prophetic word is for several of you. Let the Most High confirm it ✝️

#almond milk #🔜🔜🔜#Read Isaiah 60 #yesssssss babes #SWIFTLY #1989 #birthday 🎈#Go Get’em Tiger 🐅#the lyrics #the celebs #the comments #Yup there’s about to be problems for your haters #problems with GOD #he don’t play about y’all #no sir Bob #witchcraft be gone 🔥

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rescuehumans-runtotherescue · 10 months

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Dating Kade Burns Headcanons

🧯 Firstly, you gotta have a sense of humor to date this guy. You and him likely have a playful relationship where you play-fight all the time and tease each other. You have to be able to take a joke.

🧯 Dinner dates. He’s not gonna see anything wrong with scarfing down food. If you can’t handle him at his messiest, you don’t deserve him at his cleanest. He’s also likely to talk with food in his mouth.

🧯 Although his table manners are less than desirable, he’ll be super impressed if you can put away half the amount of food he can. Don’t bother putting up a dainty act, he won’t judge, he loves a romantic partner that can eat. And don’t even get me started on if you can cook and/or bake. He’s half in love already.

🧯 Sports dates where you go to his practices and games to cheer him on from the sides. Seriously, if you shout things like “That’s my man!” and “Go get’em tiger!” He’s melting internally. He’ll act all confident outwardly about having ‘his own personal cheerleader’ and may be shoving it in other peoples faces, but on the inside he’s so flustered.

🧯 You have to be good with kids. It’s really a dealbreaker for him if you’re not. Maybe he doesn’t always want to admit it, but HE loves kids and he loves seeing you interact with them too. He’s not gonna bring it up, but he does want kids someday and therefore his romantic partner has to be good parent material.

🧯 Movie dates, Movie dates, Movie dates! You best believe he’s going to take you to the drive-in. And if you haven’t seen Attack Of Humungado, SHAME. Shame on you! Of course you’re going to have to watch it and its sequels with him! He’ll fill you in on everything, don’t worry.

🧯 He may have to pop out to go help rescue someone once or twice during the movie, don’t be surprised if you end up watching half of it alone, but hey! That comes with dating a rescue worker.

🧯 Further into the relationship, you’ve likely caught wind by his siblings of his, uh, hesitancy about horror (aka ghosts & gremlins). But if you like horror movies yourself, you can likely convince him to watch them with you!

🧯 At first he may try to talk you into watching anything else, NOT that he’s scared or anything. He might suggest watching some Maven Danger movies and telling you about the actor being a huge let down.

🧯 But if you tease him enough about being scared he’ll agree to watch a horror movie with you to ‘prove you wrong’. He doesn’t want you thinking he’s a wimp

🧯 About a quarter of the way through the horror movie he is on the floor in front of the couch sitting crisscross with you in his lap, his arms wrapped tightly around you. He’s watching the movie from over your shoulder and hiding behind it at every jump scare. It’s adorable.

#kade burns #Kade #Kade burns x reader #Kade burns dating headcanons #transformers rescue bots x reader #rescue humans #tfrb #trb #rescue humans headcanons #Kade x reader headcanons #Kade x reader

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dem0nsiget · 2 years

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“Well, bartender’s not sayin’ much. I even tried bribing him, nothing.”, Benny said with a slight huff as he sat down.

Dean just hummed slightly, not looking at Benny, watching one of the waitresses across the bar for a few more moments, before he turned to Benny.

“Give me your hand.”, he said, earning a puzzled look from his husband.

“Uh, ok?”, Benny said, extending his right hand. “But since when do we hold hands, especially on a job?”

“We’re not, and the other one. Hurry up.”, Dean said, as the waitress had looked away.

Benny frowned even more at that, as he laid his left hand on the table.

Dean grabbed his wrist slightly, sliding his wedding ring off, and keeping it in his hand.

“Alright, go get’em.”, he said, nodding over across the bar.

“I- what? The hell are you going on about?”, Benny asked, looking confused and concerned. “Do I need to test you?”

“No, I’m me. And I’ve been sitting here watching that waitress eye you since the second we got in this joint. We need info, and we’re not getting it from the bartender, so… next best thing.”, Dean said.

“I’m not going to-“

“Dude, I am literally telling you to.”, Dean said. “Relax, I’m not asking you to sleep with her. Just go lay down some Southern charm and get us the info we need.”, he said. “We need to find the connection between the vics ASAP.”

Benny looked like he was about to argue, but frowned. “You’re a pain in the ass, you know?”

“Oh, I’m aware. Now go get ‘em tiger.”, Dean said with a grin, as Benny glared at him, flipping him off before he stood up and headed across the bar.

Dean just grinned slightly, shaking his head, watching him go. Everything about his body language conveyed that he was not comfortable at all, but it was easily read as nerves.

About 20 minutes later, and after Dean had another round, Benny came back over, a piece of paper in his hand, a scowl directed at Dean on his face.

“So, did your infidelity pay off?”, Dean teased, earning a glare from Benny.

“Not funny.”, the vampire muttered, sitting down. “Ring.”, he said.

Dean just rolled his eyes, before placing Benny’s ring back in his hand.

“Alright, but seriously? What’d you get?”, Dean asked.

“Well, I know that the two vics went to the same church, same AA meetings.”, Benny said.

“Yeah, we knew that.”, Dean said, taking a sip of his drink.

“But what we did not know, is they were far from sober. Apparently they were both regulars here. Came in every week at least once.”, Benny said.

“Huh.”, Dean said. “Well, that’s new.”, he hummed.

“I also learned that Isabelle over there is very lonely and does not have a filter.”, Benny muttered.

“Hey, it worked, didn’t it? Now we’ve got a lead.”, Dean said.

“Yeah, from me flirting with a waitress.”

“Oh, get that stick out of your ass. I literally sent you over there. We needed info, we got info.”, Dean said, rolling his eyes. “You’re so goddamn dramatic sometimes.”

“I’m not a cheater.”, Benny snapped slightly at him.

“Oh, sorry, I missed the part where you two banged on the bar. You went and talked to her, Benny, there’s a difference. And again, I literally sent you over there. Relax.”

“Yeah, but Cas didn’t.”, Benny muttered.

“Yeah, maybe, but when I tell him he’s probably going to be amused you’re putting up this much of a hissy fit. Let’s just get back to the motel, do some research. Maybe get that stick out of your ass so you can relax.”

Dean ignored the muttered curses Benny gave him, rolling his eyes as his husband as he paid their tab, and ignored Isabelle’s wave across the bar, following Benny out, just grinning at the back of his head.

He was seriously fun to mess with.

((This popped into my head on the way home today and just demanded to be written. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ))

#supernatural #supernatural Drabble #denstiel #dean winchester #benny lafitte #denny #denstiel drabble #¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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goldenboots1 · 2 years

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Go get’em tiger! 🧡

#max verstappen #mever33

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wlkingcontraindication · 2 years

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Andy, you don't know how much you got me through when I was a teenager. I was depressed, suicidal. Still kinda am, but back then, and even now, when you post, it always put a genuine smile on my face. I know you get what it's like, and seeing you live a happy life with a partner who loves you had always given me hope. Rn I'm homeless and alone, crashing on some random guys couch. I know I'm not okay, but you give me hope that I will be some day. Ik your not as active as you use to be, and that's okay! But when you post, it always makes me smile. And I just wanted to thank you for existing, and being someone to look up to. I'll be 21 in two months. Never thought I'd live this long. As a queer, trans guy in the Midwest, I'd never really seen someone like me, until you. I mean, if you can make it, fight the good fight, live for the sake of being alive and making the world a better place, so can I. I can tell you understand what it's like, and the fact that you were able to escape, to be happy, it gives me hope. I just wanted to thank you for everything you've done. Even if I don't make it, knowing people like me, people like you, like us, have a chance.. it just gives me hope for the future. Times these days are tough for people like us, and I can only hope to be as strong as you... Sorry this is long winded, I'm not exactly sober rn haha, but I just wanted to thank you. For your strength. Your resilience. Your dedication. I hope you're doing well, yiu and KP, I wish you both the best. Thank you for existing, thank you for being alive. I don't know you, but you helped save my life when I had nothing else to live for but distractions from the world. I can't begin to express how much it means to me to see somebody like me live life the way you do. Thank you for giving me inspiration, for giving me hope. ((Tbh I wanna be you when I grow up lol)), you will always be someone who I can look up to, someone who gives me hope for not only my future, but for others like me, too. Thank you, Andy, for being alive

My Queer Midwest Trans Guy,

I want to tell you that I am proud of you. Living in a world that does not value you exposes you to the very depths of human cruelty. It is not something you have ever deserved, and it is not something that you should ever accept.

You haven’t only faced that exposure, but you have refused to let it change you while retaining your capacity for kindness, and that something to be proud of.

I know that you can’t always feel it, the Pride that is your birthright to claim, but even when it seems far away it is never gone completely. It cannot be stolen, it will not be forgotten, and it can never be extinguished. Not without your consent.

And when it gets too heavy for you to carry because the world is placing its foot upon your back, I’ll hold it for you and be Proud for you ❤️.

It will get better, because it has to. Because we say it has to.

I love you, and I am so fucking glad that you are here. Please, keep choosing to be. Choose you. You deserve to see a future that is brighter for us all, one that we will help to create together ♥️

Now, I need you to remember this :

drink a glass of water (punks should always try to stay hydrated)

make sure someone is there to ensure that you are safe while on substances,

and that you are dearly loved.

Go get’em tiger. I believe in you ❤️

#tw #tw: sui mention #andy gray selfie #anonymous

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rheality · 2 years

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barely dodging the blast, mj feels something attach to her arm before she’s swung aside. feet hit the ground quickly before he drops down in front of her. ( are you okay ? ) ❝ yeah, yeah --- i’m fine, ❞ a little bit shaky , she pushes her hair back before looking at him , a bit mad but hey? that’s what the bad guy does . . . ❝ go get’em , tiger, ❞ plan brewing in her head.

qraveyard asked: “ are you okay? “ for mj , from peter

#the GIRL IN THE CHAIR #( * graveyard : peter parker #( * madeline jackson watson : universe i. spiderman #shes a mad ball

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hultown · 2 years

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Sushiwishfish - GO GET'EM TIGER - Single

Sushiwishfish – GO GET’EM TIGER – Single

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gleefulwings · 3 years

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⊰ °☁ . 。* TAG DUMP ! (1/???)

#⊰ ° ☁ . 。* THIS IS MY HEART ! ━ musing ‘#⊰ ° ☁ . 。* SOARING HIGH ━ main verse ‘#⊰ ° ☁ . 。* WITH BRAVE WINGS HE FLIES ! ━ self ‘#⊰ ° ☁ . 。* CURIOUSTY KILLED THE CAT ━ ask ‘#⊰ ° ☁ . 。* FLAMES THAT INSPIRE ! ━ natsu ‘#⊰ ° ☁ . 。* CELESTIAL BLESSED ━ lucy ‘#⊰ ° ☁ . 。* GO GET’EM TIGER ! ━ lisanna ‘#⊰ ° ☁ . 。* LETS PLAY ! ━ memes ‘#⊰ ° ☁ . 。* OI SHUT UP CAT ━ ooc ‘#tag dump 1

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pukicho · 3 years

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This is to all the handsome men in the audience reading this tonight, go get’em tiger (popeyes chicken tenders)

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lonelyridesinecto-one · 2 years

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Peter: Come on Y/N just go ask him out

Y/N: I don’t know if I can

Ray: He’s gonna say yes if you’re worried about rejection

Y/N: I Uhm. Maybe I’ll ask another ti—

Peter: Go get’em tiger *pushes Y/N toward and quite into Egon*

Egon: *catches them helping them stand straight*

Y/N: *oh god. Oh fuck*

Egon: Did you…need something that you fell into me for the answer?

Y/N: I HAVE ANXIETY AND PETER MADE ME DO IT *runs to hide upstairs*

Egon: *utterly confused*

Ray: *face palms*

Peter: *sighs*

Winston: This is why, Y/N should go to me instead. None of you know shit about talking to people

#lonelyridesinecto one #ghostbusters #egon spengler #ray stantz #peter venkman #winston zeddemore #egon spengler x reader #random nonsense

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chattingwiththelightkeeper · 2 years

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Red Flags On Your D/S Resume?

There is the old saying you never get a second chance to make a first impression and so it is logical to me that people who are seeking lifestyle connections, friends, a new partner, or perhaps all of these want to put their best foot forward in the first impression department. I think this is very true in the lifestyle, where it can be hard to stand out in a world where many people’s profiles/about me sections seem to be just a few sentences, nonexistent altogether, or when there is more content, it sounds like the same old, same old. In a way, the part of lifestyle sites or blogs where a person tells about themselves not only creates a first impression but can be thought of as a resume for building kinky acquaintances, friends, or a potential partner. Recently as I tumbled around on a few D/S sites, I came across a d-type whose self-expression made me think “Wow that is different and interesting” but at the same time, in the back of my mind was a feeling that something is very wrong here. I want to chat today about what appeared at first blush an interesting kinky resume but upon further review was, for me, two red flags flapping in the BDSM trade winds.

So I want to start with the things that caused my first reaction to being favorable. This dominant stated they were a community leader, lifestyle event organizer, involved in the lifestyle for seventeen years, owned an adult toy shop selling their handcrafted wares, were a certified sex coach, and although male, was a professional dominant to boot (meaning they do pay to play scenes). As I read this I thought this all pretty darn impressive for someone who is thirty-one but somehow my inner voice was telling me something is not what it seems.

I do not know this person, so they could be the most amazing dominant person ever but because I had to satisfy my curiosity of what was feeling off from this person’s words, I went back through what they had shared to try to figure out what was off to me.

It is great when people step up to organize D/S gatherings and/or to facilitate them but it struck me as odd this person did not speak about the events they organize and/or oversee currently or in the past. I do realize that the times we live in might cause a group to hit pause on in-person gatherings but most groups that have not resumed live, in-person moved virtual. Even if the world’s unique times have put pressures and time crunches on this d-type I would expect to see mention of past events lead or even something expressing a desire to see everyone as soon as it is safe to do so. But there is zero linking them to any event leadership past or present and this seemed odd to me.

As they say, curiosity killed the cat, I thought I would check out their toy store. Hum, they list the name of the store but no website. My brain defaults to “how cool they do brick and mortar BDSM retail” so putting their business name, into the oracle of the internet, Google since I was curious where the store was. Sadly, no bricks or mortar, just a shoddy and preformatted web store that only resells mass-produced toys, clothes, and the like. Nothing hand-made at all, which felt even odder.

I must say that I found the certified sex coach intriguing as it is not an everyday title you see, even in the world of D/S. I must confess when I saw sex coach, I thought of someone smacking a couple on their butts as they walked into their bedroom while saying “Go get’em Tiger” like a baseball coach which then caused my mind to wonder if like in baseball where the coach is required to wear a uniform, was there an assigned uniform for sex coaches?

As my mind returned to seriousness, I decided to find out what it took to become a certified sex coach. The thought in my head was the person was a psychologist who had additional training in sex but I was incorrect. I discovered that becoming a sex coach was something that could be done like becoming “ordained” online. Send your payment of X amount and in return, you receive your certification. There were some programs online that offered online or in-person classes for this credential but I was shocked by how little time it took. Some were a weekend in length and the longer ones were just five days. I am sure that there are some quality programs and I thought that if a person invested time and money into a legitimate program, one would proudly share their accreditations but oddly enough, no documentation was provided.

When I saw they were a professional dominant, my thought was that is cool to see because in the lifestyle it feels as if this is mainly something that those who identify as female do and I thought it very cool that this man would venture into this space.

So I digested what I learned by deep diving this kinky resume and I want to share how this all totaled a red flag for me.

My experience in the lifestyle has shown me there are two distinct types of people who decide to become leaders in the in-person community. First are the ones who do it out of their desire to educate and grow those who attend their events and if they make a buck or two in the process, awesome sauce (In reality, they will at best break even or lose a bit in the long run) and then there are the others who might indeed be wholeheartedly involved in the lifestyle but they see it as a way to make money. There is nothing wrong with earning revenue from a passion as long the focus is on sharing the passion first and cash-o-la second. So this bit of lifestyle experience acquired over time made me question this person’s motivation for leading/organizing as well as if it was indeed legitimate.

Same for the adult toy store, I think it could be fun, maybe even call it a stimulating side hustle which could end up an adult Amazon but if you are going to offer up things as made by you, then have them rather than reselling the same ‘electronic ear cleaners’ one can procure from Pure Romance or any other marital aid shop.

Hey coach, put me in the game, I am ready to play or in other words, the sex coaching enterprise. Since I learned for the right amount of cash and/or little effort is required to be certified, it sounds like a great way to make more money or for the creep-its, a way to get their bow-chicka-wow-wow on using teaching others as cover with the bonus of maybe even giving hands-on learning.

It is the same with the professional dominant side of this individual's kinktastic business. Here is a way to get their dominant kinks on and get paid to do it. I would imagine it is fun, rewarding, and potentially very lucrative which is great but it is done to enrich the d-type.

The word lucrative just sounds like the ideal word, to sum up, what was first triggering my internal warning lights. Once again, I do not know this person, so they may be fabulous but everything that they used to build their D/S resume in my opinion added up to someone who is involved in the lifestyle to make money from it. Perhaps they love it as well but they have crafted their online persona so that I get the impression they are involved not for the love of D/S but for the love of cash-money, which is a personal red flag.

Now it is time for, what was my HUGE red flag and I did not discover this until I had come to my conclusion that D/S is more hustle than lifestyle for this person. Two reasons why it took me so long to put this together, first I am a history nerd which means I catch on after the fact and I stink at mental abuse to humans aka math. In my first look at this person’s D/S resume, I remember being impressed they were thirty-one and had done all this in the lifestyle but then my mind realized they also claimed seventeen years of lifestyle involvement. So here goes that mental abuse, since they are thirty-one and subtracting the seventeen years they have been actively participating in the lifestyle, it means they were, drum roll please, fourteen when they joined this adult lifestyle.

The point of this today is not if the person who inspired my thoughts is good, bad, or indifferent as they are simply an example. What is important is that we treat a person’s about me, their bio, or profile text like a resume. Based on what they have shared on this, are they a person we might have an interest in interviewing for friendship or possibly more? This is why I believe it is crucial to dig deep and discover the subtle clues that may add up to red flags like the example did for me. The same is true for when we write our D/S resume, make sure to be transparent and open while investing in being intriguing so we can earn interviews with people we find fascinating. Writing a resume for a career or kink is never a fun chore, but when done right both will open doors to amazing opportunities so endeavor to do it the best you can and be aware of what might be hidden in plain sight on those who want a apply for a position with you.

As with all of my writings, please see this disclaimer.

©TLK2022

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high-warlock-of-brooklyn · 3 years

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The Devil's in the details, and Cupid's in STI clinics

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Summary: “Come on! We’ll make a day of it!”

“No.”

“It’ll be like when we were kids- like a boy’s night out!”

“No!”

“Come on, Alec!”

“For the last time, and I can’t believe I have to say this, no, I will not go to a STI testing with you!”

Jace is persuasive, Alec really hates his brother, and Cupid is laughing maniacally from wherever that bastard hides from people.

For @shadowhunterbingo Square filled: First Date

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“Come on! We’ll make a day of it!”

“No.”

“It’ll be like when we were kids- like a boy’s night out!”

“No!”

“Come on, Alec!”

“For the last time, and I can’t believe I have to say this, no, I will not go to a STI testing with you!”

Alec rolls his eyes. He puts the last washed dish to dry on the rack, then grabs a kitchen towel to dry his own hands, all the while Jace’s breathing is loud on the speakerphone.

“I’m pretty sure my neighbours can hear you breathing, idiot.” Alec rolls his eyes, switching from speakers to handset with a tap.

“It’s important to stay safe, brother, even if the frequency of someone’s sex life might qualify them for priesthood.”

Alec rolls his eyes. “Fuck you, asshole.”

“Yes and we both need to be tested before anyone does that.” Jace’s chuckle comes out as tinny, the call quality clearly dropping. “Tell me, since when’s the last time you got tested?”

“Last year.” Alec answers after a beat.

“As someone who cares about your physical well being, I am concerned. As someone who cares about your love life, I am concerned with a capital C.”

“You’re insufferable.” Alec rubs his temple wearily. “Fine, I’ll go with you.”

“I’ll pick you up at ten.” Jace says. “Wear sensible shoes.”

“I hate you.”

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Alec does, in fact, hate him at least a tiny bit. Especially since he’s twenty minutes late. In pouring rain. On his only day off in two weeks. Finally at a quarter to eleven, Jace’s old Toyota shows up.

“What the actual fuck, dude!” Alec yells at him as soon as the door opens.

“I’m so fucking sorry, okay?” Jace notices the tremors in Alec, and turns the heat all the way up.

“What the hell happened?” Alec rubs his hands together to generate more body heat. “I’ve called you like a hundred times.”

“The car got stuck. I got down to see what’s wrong, and my phone slipped out of my pocket and into a puddle. Then I saw the tire got punctured. I had to run home and get a stepni.”

“For the love of God.” Alec swears.

“Do you still wanna go today?” Jace asks. “I won’t mind if you say no. I know you’ve been working at the office for weeks straight.”

“I’m fine. Let’s just get this over with.” Alec sighs. “Besides, you’re right. Health is an important issue. Especially if you’re disowned by your parents and have to live on your own without any safety net to fall on if you do accidentally catch something.”

“Hey, you know you always got me and Izzy, right?”

“I know.” Alec gives him a tight nod.

“Hey Alec, you know what I just realized?” Jace smirks with a hidden joke. “You’ve got a friend in me.”

“If you play that song on a loop again I swear to God!” Alec warns.

“Too late!” Jace hits the aux button with a shiteating grin.

Alec groans into his hands. “I hate you so much.”

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“Er- Jace?”

“What?”

“Jace!” Alec hits his brother with his elbow. “What do I say?”

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t just go and say whatever comes to mind!” Alec sounds horrified. “What am I gonna ask, ‘hey come here often?’ Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Just go up and ask about our appointment.” Jace nudges him towards the counter.

“Our appointment was seventy five minutes ago! I can’t just go there and ask about it after we’re so late!” Jace detects the slight panic in Alec’s voice.

“You’re asking them for a rescheduling. With only one other patient in the office waiting. It’s not even that big a deal. Just go up to the counter.”

“We need a game plan.” Alec seems ready to plan a battle from the look of it.

“You goddamn introvert.” Jace shakes his head. “The receptionist is not a monster. They’re not gonna try to eat you for trying to reschedule!”

“Hi there!”

Jace and Alec jump just as the partition slides open all of a sudden, the cheery voice of the receptionist floating through. The pancakes from breakfast sit heavier in Alec’s stomach with every second he spends looking at the receptionist.

“Sorry to jump you both like this.” The beautiful man smiles. “But we’re going on break soon and since we have a birthday party later, we were wondering if we can finish up with all the appointments before we take a long break. I really hope you understand.”

“Oh, yeah, of course, I mean- we totally understand- whatever we can do to- actually you know what, our appointment time’s already over, I mean- how important is a STI checkup? Pff, not much, I’ll say.” Alec chokes out a nervous laugh.

“God, it’s like looking at a trainwreck in slow motion.” Jace covers his eyes with a hand.

“Um….” The receptionist- Magnus, Alec reads the name card- looks between the two of them confusedly.

“What this human disaster here,” Jace sends a disappointed glance towards Alec, “was trying to ask is, can we reschedule an appointment from about an hour and a half ago? We had a flat tire and the rain really blocked the roads.”

“I’m sure I can squeeze you in for a quick swab test.” Magnus smiles sweetly, tapping away at the computer. “Someone will be with you shortly.”

“Thank you.” Alec offers him a small smile.

“So, couples coming together for tests is very good for the relationship.” Magnus nods knowingly. Alec feels like he’s choking on air.

Jace chuckles, sarcasm heavy in his voice. “Oh yeah, we were practically joined at the hips since we were ten. But Chucklebunny here turns out wanted to be joined at the hearts too. He always says I’m the one for him, and vice versa of course.”

“You’re so annoying.” Alec rolls his eyes at Jace’s antics.

“You wuv me.” Jace counters.

“Doesn’t make you any less annoying.”

“Mr Lightwood?” A woman in blue scrubs comes in, a board in hand. “We’re ready for you. Follow me please.”

“Go get’em tiger.” Jace pats Alec as he gets up. Alec gives him the middle finger casually.

“My name's Dr Catarina Loss, I will be doing your exam today. I know this is an invasive procedure so if at any point you feel uncomfortable, just let me know, and I’ll….”

Catarina’s voice wafts away as she directs Alec to the exam room. Jace settles in with a magazine from the table, waiting for his turn.

“Who’s that cute boy with Cat?” Meliorn walks up to Magnus’s station, signing out for his break.

“Alec Lightwood. He’s here to get tested.” Magnus answers forlornly. “With his boyfriend.”

“All the hot ones are taken, huh?” Meliorn sighs.

“Tell me about it.” Magnus nods in agreement.

Simon runs in, chart board in hand. “Magnus, you got my next patient?”

“Shouldn’t you be on your break right now?” Meliorn points out from behind the counter.

“I’m pulling in some extra time.” Simon shrugs. “What? I need the new Nintendo switch.”

“You do you.” Magnus hands him a receipt. “Here you go, patient details.”

“Thanks.” Simon nods before calling out the name. “Uh, Mr Herondale?”

“That’ll be me.” Jace smiles. “Oh hi there.”

“My name’s Simon.” The brunette smiles. “ Please follow me. I’m gonna prep you before Dr Roberts can do your check up.”

“Well, Simon, you can prep me anytime.” Jace winks. Simon’s ears tinge pink with blush as he walks the blonde to an exam room.

“Did he seriously just flirt with Si while his boyfriend’s getting tested?” Magnus looks at their disappearing forms.”Un-freaking-believable.”

“Maybe they’re in a poly relationship, Magnus. Don’t judge.” Meliorn tuts.

“Well, I’m pretty sure Mr. Lightwood's not.” Magnus shares a look with his coworker. “Anyway, you’re right. None of my business.”

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“Overtime is awesome.” Simon practically skips his way towards the reception. “I have a date!”

“Cool!” Meliorn fistbumps the brunette. “Who is it?”

“It’s that patient I prepped for Maia earlier. He plays the piano and he’s coming to see the band later.”

“Did he say anything about who he came with here?” Magnus asks, ignoring the warning look Meliorn sent his way.

“Yeah, he said his brother can take the car and won’t mind if I gave him a lift to the venue after I get off of work. He even joked that his brother would probably be mad that he pulled this. Why?”

“Brother, huh?” Magnus cocks an eyebrow. Meliorn looks at him pointedly. “What! He asked out Simon. That makes it our business.”

“What are you talking about?” Simon looks between the two, confused.

“Hi again.” Alec walks up to the counter. “Do you have the payment receipt for me?”

“Hello.” Magnus turns to look at Meliorn shaking his head one last time, before deciding to just day fuck it to professionalism. “Can I talk to you privately for a moment?”

“Uh, sure.” Alec nods, clearly thrown off track. Magnus walks up to the waiting lounge away from the counter, Alec hot on his heels.

“Is there anything wrong with my test?” Alec asks, distraught. “I know I should get checked at least every six months, but last year’s been so busy and I-”

“It’s not about your test. I’m so sorry, it must’ve seemed like that.” Magnus smiles apologetically. “We won’t have the results till tomorrow anyway.”

“Oh.” Alec's expression clears for a moment, before turning more confused. “What did you need to speak to me about then?”

“It’s about your boyfriend.” Magnus takes a deep breath. “I think he’s cheating on you.”

“What?” Alec asks, looking a little lost.

“I know, I’m so sorry.” Magnus winces. “I probably shouldn’t have been so blunt. It’s a terrible thing to hear, I know. He asked out one of our nurses and I had to tell you.”

“Um.” Alec offers his input in the conversation, ever so eloquently.

“One of my coworkers told me you guys could probably be poly, which again, is fine, but after those things your boyfriend said about you thinking he’s the one for you, and vice versa, I just had to say something.”

“Wait. You-” Alec narrows his eyes. “I’m not poly. I don’t have a boyfriend. We’re not dating.”

“Oh my God, please tell me you guys aren’t married.” Magnus feels horrified. “Simon’s gonna be devastated if he finds out.”

“Who the hell is Simon?” Alec feels the conversation is changing every other second. “What are you talking about?”

“Hey Alec, there you are!” Jace walks in, car keys spinning in his finger. “Can you take the car home? This cute nurse gets off duty in ten minutes and we have sort of a date, if you catch my drift.”

“Are you serious right now?” Magnus’s eyebrows threaten to vanish into his hairline. “Talking about cheating right in front of the man you married?”

“Married?” Jace looks at Alec, questions clear on his face. “What is he talking about, Alec?”

“I don’t know exactly.” Alec looks back at Magnus. “We’re not married. We’re not dating. He’s free to date all the people he wants.”

“What?” Now it’s Magnus’s turn to lose track of the conversation.

“Yeah, and it’s almost double the amount of people because my brother here never actually goes out to date.”

“I’m busy with work, okay!” Alec protests weakly.

“Wait, hold on. Brothers?” Magnus looks at the two. “You two look nothing alike.”

“I’m adopted.” Jace clarifies.

“Oh.” Realization finally dawns on Magnus. “Wait, then why did you say those things earlier?”

“I was joking?” Jace shrugs. “I thought it was obvious.”

“Oh, my God.” Magnus tries to hide his face behind his hands. “I am so, so sorry. Oh God what have I done! Please don’t report me.”

“You were just trying to save someone from a bad relationship.” Jace shrugs. “Nothing to report.”

“Better a false alarm this time than an actual abusive one slipping by next time.” Alec smiles. “Though watching DuckTales with Jace snoring should qualify as abuse on its own.”

“Rude.” Jace glares at his brother, mumbling something about bloodthirsty beasts. “Listen, it’s been about ten minutes and I really think I have a shot with Simon. I gotta go.”

“I’ll take the car home, don’t worry.” Alec nods. “You can come by tomorrow to get it.”

“Thanks, bro.” Jace pulls Magnus aside while Alec finishes up with payment at the counter. “We good here?”

“Yeah we’re good.” Magnus gives him a nod of acknowledgement. “Sorry I accused you of cheating. On your brother.”

“It’s cool.” Jace shrugs. “Speaking of brother, you should ask mine out.”

“You think he’d be interested?” Magnus looks back at the man signing some papers at the counter.

“I think he started stammering when he saw you first, he couldn’t be gayer if a very gay spider bit him, and lastly,” Jace spares a glance at his brother, “he’s the best man I’ve ever known. He deserves someone who can look out for him. Like you did today.”

“Besides, there’s nothing wrong with a little fun at least.” Jace shrugs. “I’m pretty sure Alec’s forgotten what that word even means.”

“I’m over at the counter, not in a different room you idiot. I can still hear you.” Alec’s glare is imminent. “And I’m plenty of fun. It’s just yours and mine definition varies. By a lot.”

“Is that so?” Magnus cocks an eyebrow. “I have two tickets to the ice skating rink tomorrow. Maybe you could join me, that is, if it fits your definition of fun?”

“Yeah.” Alec smiles. “I’d like that.”

“Now are you glad I dragged you here?” Jace’s eyebrow wiggle meets Alec’s death stare.

“I still hate you.”

#shadowhunterbingo #shadowhunters #the shadowhunter chronicles #magnus bane #alec lightwood #malec #malec fic #jace herondale #simon lewis #meliorn #tsccreatenet #jay.fic

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The Big Mistake

Authors Note: I’m planning on starting a fanfiction of some kind and this is just a story I wrote using the OC (Abilene Morgan) I plan to use in the fic and her roommate Lily. I hope you like it. Im pretty sure there aren't any trigger warnings for this one. It turned out longer than I hoped but that just means more Bodecker.

She knew she shouldn't go into a bar without Lee especially when it was Micky’s, the local dive and hangout for all the low lives in Knockemstiff. Unfortunately for her, the workday at the hardware store was long and tiring, all she wanted was a quick drink and Micky’s was four doors down from the store. Knowing that if Lee found out, he would be more than pissed, she planned to just go in for a quick shot of whiskey and then get in her Chevy and head home.

Abilene finished her shot and stuck to her plan, she paid the bartender and walked out of the shabby building. She smiled to herself as she walked to her car, thinking for a moment she was completely in the clear, Lee would never know. Abilene got to the big window at the front of the hardware store then she saw the reflection of a red light. A chill went down her spine when she heard the car door open and then slam shut.

She slowly turned towards the car, there he was standing on the road staring daggers into her. She couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked, leather jacket half way zipped so she could barely see his white uniform shirt and green tie, and his hands resting on his hips. Abilene silently prayed she would be able to talk her way out of this one, she smiled sweetly “Hey Handsome, how's your patrol going?” Lee walked over to the passenger door of his patrol car and opened it, “Get in.” “Lee my car is just over there, you can walk me the rest of the way if you want?” Abilene said hopefully. His jaw tightened, “Get. in.” he repeated. Abilene signed and walked towards the cruiser, stopping at Lee who was still holding the door open. “I know you’re angry at me, but I did miss you today.” She leaned in, silently surprised he didn't jerk away from her when she planted her lips on his cheek.

Lee slammed the car door and walked to the drivers side, sliding in beside her. He aggressively shifted the car into drive and started on the silent drive towards Abilene’s house. They were about ten minutes away from her house when Lee pulled to the shoulder and stopped the car, when he threw the shifter into park Abilene felt her stomach turn. She glanced up from her lap to sneak a look at him, he was staring forward, he was gripping the steering wheel so tight she could see his knuckles turning pale white. “What in God’s name were you thinkin?” He finally said after the much too long silence. Abilene sighed, “It was a long day, nothin went right and I just wanted a quick drink. All I did was take a shot and leave.” “What have I told you about goin there without me? Huh? It ain't safe Abilene and you damn well know it!” He turned to face her as he spoke, his voice getting louder. “Stop hollering at me, I’m a grown woman and I can do what I want Lee. It ain't like I walked two miles down the road.” She said, her tone matching his aggressiveness. “You best watch that mouth of yours little girl.” He was yelling now, the fury evident in his voice. “Ya know what, I don't have to take you sittin here hollerin 'at me like a child.” Abilene threw open the car door and stepped out into the warm summer night air, slamming the car door behind her. She started to walk towards her house before Lee even had the chance to get out of the car.

“Abilene! What the hell are you doin! It’s almost 10 o’clock and your house is an hour walk!” She heard him yell. “It’s much fuckin better than bein in a car with you!” She yelled looking back for a brief moment to see him standing outside the car. she started to walk faster when she heard him yell “Fuck!” his car door slamming a second later. The headlights started to get closer to her, she didn't look at the car or Lee as he passed her briefly before stopping a few yards in front of her. He quickly got out of his car, not even bothering to close the car door. She growled when he started walking towards her. “Sweetie, will you please get back in the car?” He asked, his voice now much more level. “No! go home Sheriff, I can handle myself.” She crossed her arms in front of her chest and tried to walk past him. He reached out quickly grabbing her gently by her arms pulling her so she was standing in front of him, she tried to pull out of his grip but he squeezed a little tighter. “I swear Sheriff, if you don’t let me go I will end up goin to jail.” She hissed, ripping her arms out of his clutch, pushing past him.

Abilene breathed a sigh of relief when a car passed her that wasn't the patrol car. She looked into the car when she heard a woman's voice call her name. “Abilene? What are you doin?” Lily, her roommate, asked, Abilene silently wondered why Lily was out this late, but she was thankful for it at the current moment. “Lily! Are you goin home?” Lily nodded and Abilene glanced back at Lee as she pulled the car door open and got in, thanking Lily for saving her from having to get back into the car with Lee. “When we get home you’re gonna have to tell me what happened.” Lily said as she began to drive. Abilene nodded looking in the side mirror in time to see Lee kick the tire of his patrol car.

The next morning Abilene went to work at the hardware store, her gloomy mood noticed by Lily who came in to bring her a sack lunch. “What’s up Buttercup? Why the long face?” Lily asked, popping her chewing gum as she leaned on the checkout counter. “I feel horrible for leaving Lee last night, he shouldn’t have yelled but I should have stayed and talked things through with him.” She signed resting her head on her hand. Lily nodded “He pulled up to the station right as I was driving past to come drop off your lunch.” Abilene popped up from the counter, “Can you watch the store for me for a few?” Lily smiled and nodded as Abeline hurried towards the door. “Go get’em tiger.” she yelled.

Abilene walked into the Sheriff's Department passing by the reception desk. “Hi Miss Abilene, what can I do for you?” Miller, the reception officer asked, Abilene smiled, “Is the Sheriff busy? I need to speak with him.” Miller shook his head and pointed in the direction of Lee’s office, “Last door on the right.” Smiling Abilene walked down the hallway to the office. Knocking on the door softly she heard him say ‘come in’. Lee didn't look up until he heard the office door close, When his eyes met hers he gave her a soft almost apologetic look. “Mornin Sheriff, I have a crime to report.” She said and he bit back a smile, leaning back in his chair. “Oh do ya now? What can I help ya with?” She walked toward his desk sitting in the chair across from him. “Well, I know a girl that might have threatened a police officer last night around 10 o’clock.” Lee nodded “Well Miss Morgan, that's a very serious crime.” Abilene sighed “I know, and I think she feels pretty awful about it.” Lee pushed back from his desk, motioning for her to come over to him. Abilene stood and walked so she was standing in the space between him and his desk. Lee patted his lap and Abilene sat down and circled her arms around his neck. He leaned his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry I yelled at you Darlin. I just didnt want anything to happen to ya and when I saw you comin out of that shit hole it scared me. I don’t know what I’d do without ya.” Abilene kissed him “I’m sorry for leavin you, I should have stayed and talked to you instead of pitching a fit and running off with Lily.” Lee cupped her face and kissed her passionately, she pulled away and Lee looked confused. “I hate to break this up, but I left Lily at the hardware store to come talk to you.” Abilene laughed and Lee smiled “What would ya say to goin for a drive and maybe a milkshake after your shift?” Abilene kissed him again, standing up from his lap “That sounds perfect. I'll see you later Sheriff.” she winked at him walking out of the office. As she walked back to the store she thought about all the ways they would make it up to each other later tonight.

#Sebastian Stan #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker x oc #lee bodecker oneshot #lee bodecker #sebastian stan oneshot #sebastian stan fanfiction #sebastian stan x reader

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