#jay zippo

[heathenhole]

To the two people who actually see this.

New Fallout 4 video, Can Bearly Stand It. You can guess its filled with those Bears called Yao guai.

https://youtu.be/0kskx3qjdNA

#fallout4 #fallout #starfield #bethesda #youtubegaming #fo4 #youtube #gaming #streamer

#fallout 4 #jay zippo #beruud #tara dikoff #dogmeat #fallout #piper #fallout 4 mods #youtube gaming #Youtube

[senorablack]

On the Injustices of the Modern Senior Discount

Words: 1143 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Argyle/Jonathan Byers Characters: injustices of the world Additional Tags: Humor, Shippy Gen, idiot 4 idiot Summary: Steve finds Eddie, Argyle and Jonathan in the middle of a protest.

When Steve finds his guy, Eddie’s handcuffed to the theatre doors. His right wrist is, anyway. His left is cuffed to Argyle’s. And cuffed to Argyle’s left ankle, is Jonathan’s right. Argyle attempts a wave, but the movement takes Eddie’s arm with it, which results in a supersized soaking of icy coke all over the pair. Jonathan snorts. Probably because he’s managed to be unscathed by the splash back.

“S’why we should have gone with 7-up.” He says. But Steve barely catches it from where he lies on the sidewalk, head pillowed in his hands.

“But you like coke, dude.” Argyle says, taking off his second layer and dabbing it at his sticky stomach.

“Without…a doubt…” Jonathan says through yawns, “but 7-up doesn’t stain.”

“Board shorts can be replaced, you know, but supersized sales on fountain drinks last forever.”

“No man, this all-you-can-drink sale ends July thirty-first, ” Eddie says, “And today’s the… ”

“Thirtieth .” Jonathan supplies.

“Yeah, so like, what are we doing sitting here and not like, out there, disrupting the land?" Argyle asks, "High time we pretended we’re some white folk from the east, man, and that that fountain machine is our California gold.”

“Some of us are white folk from the east.” Jonathan breathes.

Steve can't be sure that he's really even awake. Argyle tries again, but Steve shuts him down immediately, not needing to hear anything more.

“Could I just—“ Steve pinches the bridge of his nose (and mumbles why do I even hang out with you bozos), “—could I just interrupt you guys for a sec. Anyone want to tell me what’s up with the cuffs?”

“Cuffs?” Eddie asks, with a head tilt. “Come again?”

“I said, DID YOU PUT YOURSELF HERE OR DO I HAVE TO CALL BAIL BONDS?”

The trio wince.

“Roll the volume back to 3, brother, I’m sensitive.” Argyle says, twisting a pinky in his ear.

“He always swabs too harsh.” Jonathan says, and turn to his side. It brings Argyle’s ankle over his own. Argyle doesn’t seem to notice or mind.

“You wanna make sure you got all those little gummy guys out of there.” Eddie says, “Jay think fast!”

Jonathan returns to his back a second late and instead of his open mouth, the popcorn kernel Eddie tossed at him falls into his shirt. Steve hadn’t seen it before, but when Jonathan sits up, there is a littering of kernels outlining Jonathan’s concrete bed like some kind of buttery snow-angel. Eddie shoots him a comforting smile.

“I’ll get it one day.” Jonathan says with a shrug.

“Hey, I won’t give up on you, if you don’t give up on you.” Eddie says. Argyle places a hand on Eddie's shoulder.

“That right there, brooooooooo, that’s some real ass shit man. You could work for hallmark.”

“Nah, I wouldn’t last one—“

“GUYS!” Steve shouts again. “Let’s reel this back to why the hell you’re all cuffed together, mmkay?”

“Oh, yeah, we’re protesting.” Eddie says and fishes a half soak joint from his pocket.

He frowns. Argyle pats him on the back consolingly, retreats, and digs through Jonathan’s jean jacket to procure some rolling papers.

“Protesting what?”

Argyle takes out his wallet, places a paper on top, and uses a nail to cut open the soaked joint. He empties the bud onto the new paper and re-rolls like he’s performing brain surgery.

“Being denied the senior discount.” Eddie says with a growl.

“None of you are seniors.” Steve says.

“What, because of our age? I was a senior a mere three months ago, my guy.” Argyle says, and then snaps his fingers in Eddie’s direction. Eddie mindlessly brings out his zippo and hands it to Argyle.

“Doctor.” Eddie says quickly.

“Doctor.” Argyle says in kind. He holds the flame under the length of the joint, close enough to seal but not burn.

“No, right? For christ sakes, Steve, I was a senior three times. That means I should have like, three times the discount…” Eddie’s brows scrunch. “If my math is right.”

Steve covers both hands over his face. And then runs them through his hair, pushing back the waves in all kinds of odd angles. He imagines they look like how he inwardly feels—distressed.

“It’s not.” He says flatly.

“But the formula…” Argyle starts. And Steve has to cut him off again.

“You! Hey!” Steve kicks at bottom of one of Jonathan’s converse. “Okay, no, you—why are you here? You know better.”

“Oh, I know better, man. I know better than to trust the man to fairness and equality. We all deserve access to Alien 3.”

“Sure. Right. Okay.”

“Plus,” Jonathan says with a laugh, “this is where the bud went and I was promised nachos.”

“Christ, you really need to stop hanging around Eddie, because you’re starting to make less sense than him.”

“Nah, E&J Spa Day Saturdays are sacred and irreplaceable.”

“You don’t even go to the spa.”

“I dunno, it just sounds better than Jonathan and Eddie get blasted, visit natural history museums, and make up fake lore about earth and mankind’s evolution Saturdays.”

“Huh, now I see why I don’t get to tag along.” Steve says with raised brows. “Guess I owe you a thanks.”

“Don’t mention it.” Jonathan says.

“Wait, wait…so where’s the patty wagon?”

“Get this. These are the auxiliary doors.” Eddies says.

“Walk me through that one?” Steve raises a brow.

“We can’t, sweets, because they’re only for emergencies.” Eddie says this like Steve is five, as if he's the one missing the mark. Steve rolls his eyes.

“Forget I asked. Alternate definitions welcomed, guys.”

“Back doors.” Argyle says.

“Oh.” Steve scratches his brow with a pinky nail, “So no one’s even noticed you guys, have they?”

“Oh, they’ve noticed, Steve, baby. But just like any other injustice of the world all these—bawk bawk bawk—chickens are couped. Conditioned to ignore wrong doing if it ain’t immediately doing them wrong!”

Instead of engaging in whatever all that means, Steve squats and levels them all with a scrutinizing stare.

“How high are you guys right now?”

Argyle frowns. Starts to speak. Stops. Studies the joint he’s nursed back to health. And then fixes Steve with a serious look.

“Dude, I think the real question is how high aren’t we right now? Like, one could posit that, like, we can and should, be like, higher.”

Steve closes his eyes. Breathes through his nose.

“I don’t even—christ—get yourself unlocked. I’ll pay for the tickets. You’re still getting the Nachos, babe.” Steve says.

“Fair enough." Eddie nods. "Suppose the cause could pause for a free hour and a half of thrills and chills.”

When everyone is free and standing, Argyle’s striking up the lighter again. Steve steals the joint he’d been meaning the light right from his lips.

“If I’m buying, you assholes sure as hell owe me first hit.”

#steddie #steve x eddie #jargyle #argyle x jonathan #st fanficiton #steddie fic #jargyle fanfiction #my steddie fic #ao3

[wat-the-cur]

Jay: *Sarcastically* Alright, so how drunk was I, exactly? Silent Bob: *Recalls Jay taking a Zippo to their marriage certificate and screaming, “Good luck returning me without the receipt, Bitch!”*

#source: tumblr #incorrect quotes #jay and silent bob #jay/silent bob #view askewniverse #clerks #clerks 1994

[brooklynislandgirl]

YOUR MUSE'S INVENTORY. [original meme from @treasurechestrpmemes​.]

rules: list the things your muse carries in their pockets or bags in their every day life. (optional: explain their significance.) repost, don’t reblog.

The Nurse Shark || Beth Riley

I. Phone ~ Perpetually at 6-15% battery yet never actually runs out of power. She has the standard apps on it, plus ones she uses for work reference: NDR, PDR, CCN, Epocrates Essentials, Medscape, Pedi-Stat, and so on. Beth does have an Instagram account but rarely uses it. She also has a YouTube channel where she doles out advice on occasion. She isn't fond of social media. She does, however, enjoy having portable music. Her Hanai-Sister Jay is her ICE contact, and the first number on speed dial. The next 7 numbers are various take out places with delivery options.

II. Bone athame ~ This is probably Beth's most important item, one she never forgoes. Over eight inches in length, carved with sigils and symbols of her craft, this is her most unique foci, and also her most personal as it is made from her own bone, stained with her own blood. It was created during her initiation into her tradition with all the seriousness one can imagine. The ordeal was gruelling and is not something she really talks about. Typically if someone sees it, either their circumstances are dire or they've made a very final mistake. If Beth can't wear it openly or tuck it into her bag, she does have a space for it that isn't for the squeamish. Best not to ask questions.

III. A full advanced trauma and surgical kit ~ literally everything she would need to preform surgery in the most inconvenient place possible. And while the kit might actually weigh a full third or so of her body weight, there's still a coincidental effect overhanging it. She received it as a gift from her Hanai-Sister. Beth keeps everything fully stocked with fresh supplies.

IV. Leatherman Raptor ~ Sometimes you need the right tool and quickly. Can't waste time searching through your bag. Which is where the raptor comes in handy for Beth. The multi-tool combines stainless steel folding medical shears, a strap cutter, a ring cutter, a ruler, an oxygen tank wrench, and a carbide glass breaker, for mobile/crash emergencies. V. Her brother's zippo/matches ~ For reasons, sometimes a girl needs fire. VI. Coffee ~ Not exactly carried in her bag, Beth typically is never seen out of her house without roughly 30 ounces of Kona coffee, often time a quad shot vanilla coconut milk or soy latte.

VII. Snacks ~ nuts, seeds, granola, shelf-stable applesauce or pudding, maybe pop-tarts or whatever small and quick thing she can get her hands on. Great for a quick boost to one's blood sugar, and often time the only meal she can manage to get in a typical day.

VIII. Burt's Bees Lip Balm ~ Beth keeps two tubes of it with her all the times, a coconut & pear clear balm, and a tinted lip balm usually hibiscus or red dahlia shares.

IX. A novel or two ~ whatever book Beth is reading at the time. She prefers actual books with pages. She has no preference between paper or hard back.

X. A spare pair of slippahs ~ You never know when you're going to have a flip-flop incident, so it's better to be prepared just in case.

XI. A few travel sized toiletries ~ clean pair of underwear {or bikini bottoms}, toothbrush and paste, hair brush, deodorant. Shampoo and conditioner, moisturiser, soap, lotion, her favourite essential oil perfume, dental floss. XII. Wallet ~ ID, credit cards, debit card, somewhere in the neighbourhood of one hundred dollars in various paper money, half used subway passes, upwards of four half used loyalty cards for Jay's coffee shop, spare car key, spare house key. And three non-slip, tangle free hair elastics {rubber bands}. XIV. Almost comically oversized sunglasses ~ {which can, if need be, slip over her regular reading glasses. Beth does not like contacts. XV. Her work keys/hospital credentials. Because she works. And stuff.

tagged by: the ever lovely Bun who pretends to be in charge of @hxllblazer tagging: Heave-ho, all together {but particularly @kylo-wrecked and @nightmarefuele}

#Glowing Like The Metal|Dash Games #She's Talking to Angels {Bethisms} #{{Yes-- essentially Beth can absolutely survive a weekend with the things she carries with her.}}

[izzyspussy]

tagged by @isherwoodj to find the given words in my WIP(s). his words for me are gentle, afraid, mutter, wait, and watch.

gentle

"Don't say that," Fred says quietly. Xe could stand to be a little less feather light on xyr sister, but xe won't be. Not tonight. Tonight xe will fall on her cool and gentle, like the rain.

from Curse The Messenger draft 1.3, currently 8k

@girlfriendsofthegalaxy @haectemporasunt @jezifster @blackhannetandco @fearofahumanplanet @godsleftarmpit @littlehastyhoneydew @rainbowabomination @antihell @isherwoodj

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afraid

I've already shared both of the instances I have of this word in the two WIPs I'm searching today.

mutter

"I assume you don't remember any of what Jay said when they were here," Fred mutters as xe flips over their standard intake sheet to get to the handwritten details underneath. Eddie's stomach flips over. She wishes she could argue. "I didn't know they were coming," she defends herself weakly.

from Curse The Messenger

wait [SMOKING]

"Jay's case won't be too difficult," Fred says. Xe slips a cigarette out of xyr shiny case and lights it up with xyr zippo lighter. Eddie picks at her food in silence, waiting for the dark and spicy scent of clove smoke to reach her across the breakfast bar. It's the same scent that used to cling to Papi's coat. Same brand and all.

from Curse The Messenger

watch

Fred all but carries Eddie from the right side of the house, the headquarters of Watchtower Investigations. Past the organized chaos of crystals and candles and dubiously legal photographs, through the door with the frosted window, and across the hall to the left side apartment where they live. Fred drags Eddie through there too, and then dumps her into her bed, and doesn't let her see xem flinch when she turns away from xyr attempt to kiss her forehead.

from Curse The Messenger

I tag @kaiusvnoir @writting-in-blood @hotelgf @eternally-lame and my words for y'all are roots, wander, wash, sticks, and ugly.

#jack facts #jack chats #writing process #progress report #my fic #witch noir #fred wn #eddie wn #gen #the babysitter's here #will tbh

[jojo0039]

*Summer Heat* The Phantom Part 1

Jo wakes up to sirens down the road. She's laying on one of the benches with her head on JJ's lap. His arm is wrapped around her while he's clicking his zippo lighter. "Did you sleep at all Jay?" she whispers so she doesn't wake Pope and Kie. JJ shakes his head. "I couldn't sleep. It's ok though you needed to sleep." he tells her. She moves her head up so she's laying her head on his chest. "This whole thing has gotten so messed up." she says. "I know Jo. I am so worried about John B man." Jo looks up at him. "I know I am too. This shit is so fucked up." She watches as JJ stands up and walks over to the back patio door. She stands up and follows him. She grabs his hand to get his attention. "Everything is gonna work out." she tells him. "How do you know?" he asks her in a broken voice. She gives him a small smile. "We just have to believe that everything is gonna work out. Plus John B has us to make sure that it does." Jo assures him. "How can you stay so positive after everything we've been through?" JJ asks in astonishment. He bends down and kisses her. She kisses him back and wraps her arms around his shoulders. "You're amazing." he whispers. She blushes and gives him a small smile. They break apart when Pope walks over to them and looks horrible. "Are they still patrolling?" he asks them. Jo sighs and nods her head. "Yea they just drove past like 5 minutes ago." she says. "Good that means they haven't caught him yet." Pope says. "Let's hope." JJ comments. "You know, we were in that car too. They're probably looking for us also." Kie says as she comes to stand with them. Pope glances at her awkwardly. Jo and JJ share a look. "Well if we're gonna be outlaws, we may as well help John B." Pope states firmly. "So we find him before they do?" JJ asks. Pope reaches into JJ's bag and grabs the keys to his bike. "Where are you going?" Jo asks him. "I'm gonna go get gas for the boat." Pope tells them curtly. He heads for the door. "Be careful." Kie says softly to him. Pope looks at her for a second before he turns his head away from her and looks toward JJ and Jo. "Meet me at the dock at 3 you guys. Don't be late." Pope tells them before he walks out the door. Jo glances at Kie and sees that she's upset. Kie gets up and follows Pope out the door. "What is your problem?" they hear Kie shout to Pope. "Should we-?" Jo points to the door. "We wouldn't be us if we didn't." JJ wraps his arm around her waist as they follow Kie outside. They stand by the door as Kie tries to talk to Pope. He keeps reeving the engine so he can't hear her. They watch as he peels off leaving Kie standing there. Jo pulls away from JJ and walks down the steps to Kie. She offers her a sad smile as she pulls her into a hug. "Come on." Jo starts to pull Kie back inside. They all see a helicopter flying overhead. Jo sees the SBI letters on the side. "Oh my God. This isn't good." she states. ************************ Once they walk back inside, Jo pulls Kie into the back bathroom. "Are you okay?" Jo asks her. Kie nods her head. "Pope told me he was in love with me last night." she reveals. "What? When did he do that?" Jo asks. "Right after you took off around the house. He told me that he has been in love with me for a while." Kie says. "I take it, you didn't say it back." Jo comments. "What could I say? We were trying to get to Sarah and he just drops this on me. I haven't even fully got to process it yet! He hasn't given me time to think. And he's so upset thinking it's an instant rejection and I never wanted to hurt his feelings." Kie says as she tries not to cry. Jo pulls her into a hug. "I know you never meant to hurt him." Jo comforts. "He means a lot to me! He's one of my best friends! I haven't even thought of him like that or any of the boys like that." Jo nods her head. "I know. It's Pope, he won't stay mad long. His ego got hurt, but he'll calm down and you guys will talk and it'll be okay." Jo calmly replies. Kie gives her a small smile. "You're right. He'll calm down eventually." Jo nods her head. "We just have to worry about getting John B out of here." Jo goes to leave the bathroom, but Kie doesn't follow her. "I saw you." Jo turns around with a confused look. "What?" Jo asks. "I saw you with Rafe last night. Why didn't you push him away when he kissed you?" Kie asks. Jo doesn't know what to say. "I- I- he just caught me by surprise. I didn't know he was gonna kiss me." she tells Kie. "You can't still have feelings for him! He's the reason John B is on the run!" Kie lectures. "I know-" Kie cuts her off. "He's a murderer-" " I know." "After everything that he has done to us, you shouldn't want anything to do with him!" "I know Kie!" Kiara shuts up and just stares at Jo. Jo sighs in frustration. "I know okay. I know that Rafe is an unstable person and I'm not defending him whatsoever. You haven't said what I haven't told myself a million times these last few weeks. He was my first everything, and he wasn't always like this." Jo wipes some tears off of her face. "I've been trying to move on from him and sometimes he makes it really hard to. But I know that I have to not only for obvious reasons, but because of JJ. We're starting something and I really wanna see where it goes. I care about him so much. It's not fair to him that I still have Rafe hanging on." Jo cries to her best friend. Kie quickly pulls Jo into a hug. "It's gonna be okay. I'll be here for you and help you figure out your love life after we get John B off the island." Jo wipes the tears and clears her throat. "You're completely right. I shouldn't even let this get to me." Jo comments and stands up. "Hey, you're always the strong one and there for everyone else. It's okay to let someone else be there for you." Kie tells her. "I love you." Jo smiles. "I love you too. Pogues for life." Kie states. "Pogues for life." Kie and Jo do their pogue handshake. "Now let's go out there before JJ starts looking for us." Kie says. "You go. I'll be out in a minute." Kie nods and walks out of the bathroom. Jo turns back towards the mirror and cleans her face up so it doesn't show that she has been crying. *************************** Jo walks back out to the lobby of the restaurant. JJ and Kie are putting some food in boxes. "Are you alright?" JJ asks her watching her carefully. She gives him a small smile. "I'm good. Everything just caught up to me. I needed a moment." She says as she grabs another box. "Is this gonna be enough food for them?" Kie asks as they each load up a box of food. "It's gonna have to be. I mean it'll be good for a couple of weeks, that's all they really need." JJ says as they grab the boxes. They walk outside to load the jeep. "Where the hell have you been?" They look up to see Jo's dad and Anna, Kiara's mom. "Dad? What are you doing here?" Jo asks. "Kiara's parents called me. I thought we talked about this. This behavior is completely uncalled for. Go get in the truck now." he demands of his daughter. "We were all up half the night, scared to death looking for you guys." Anna tells them. "Were you even gonna say anything to us?" Buzz asks. "Dad, I'm not getting in the truck!" Jo argues. "I'm telling you now mom." Kie argues with her mom. "Yes you are! Do you not understand the severity of this situation right now! You're gonna be an accessory to a murderer!" Buzz yells at them. "I told you already John B didn't do this!" Jo argues. "What the hell are you guys doing?" Anna asks them. "I'm sorry Mrs. Anna, Mr. M but we really have to go." JJ says to them as he closes the back latch of the jeep. "You guys aren't going anywhere! You are in so much trouble." Buzz lectures. "I'm sorry dad. I love you but John B needs us." Jo pushes past her dad as JJ gets in the passenger seat. Anna tries to pull Kie away from the car. "There is a storm coming! This is not safe!" Anna yells at her daughter. Buzz grabs Jo's arm. "You are not going." Jo yanks her arm out of his grasp. "John B needs me! I dont turn my back on my best friends like you do!" She accuses her dad. She feels slightly guilty after seeing the look on his face. "These pogues are criminals Kiara! You girls are gonna get shot!" Anna yells through the window at her daughter. Jo starts the car. "Get out of the car now! There is a storm coming!" Buzz tries to open the door. "I'm sorry dad, John B needs me!" Jo peels out of the parking lot. "Damn it!" Buzz shouts in anger. Jo drives the car to JJ's house. She parks the car in the front yard. She reaches over and grabs JJ's hand. "I can come in with you. You know I will." she tells him. He shakes his head. "This will only take a minute. Plus I dont want you to have to see him." JJ tells her. "You know I don't care about that." she responds. "I'll be right back." He opens the door and walks into the house. The girls sit in silence until JJ comes back out. He swings the key around on his finger. "See, easy peasy." he tells her with a small smile. ***************************** Jo pulls into the garage where the boat is being housed. They get out and JJ unlocks the door and opens it up. They see the boat sitting there. "There she be, hey girl." JJ speaks softly to the boat. "A 1983 Formula 402 SR1." JJ grabs Jo's hand and pulls her closer to the boat with him. She gives him a look of amusement. "This is the Phantom. I want my two girls to get acquainted with each other." JJ winks at her. She smiles with a shake of her head. "The first boat to make the run to Bermuda in under 16 hours. She's 40 years old you guys! And still the fastest thing that Kildare has ever seen." He speaks about the boat with pure love. "Why are you speaking nicer to the boat than you do me." Jo jokes with a laugh. "I'm introducing my two girls to each other." JJ tells her as she makes an amused face the entire time. "It's kinda a junker." Kie states. JJ gives her a deadpan look. "Really? She's right there Kie, she can hear you. Let's just put it this way. You two would not be smoking weed right now if she never existed." Jo shakes her head. "Come on, let's get this latched up." They hear a motorbike approaching. "Finally Pope." Kie mumbles. Jo walks closer to the door but stops with a gasp when she meets Rafe. Her eyes widen. "Rafe? What are you doing here?" She asks as she backs up slowly. "Hey, sweetheart. I missed you baby." Rafe comments before he whistles and Barry appears from the other side. Barry cocks a gun and points it at JJ. Before she can do anything Rafe grabs her around her waist and pulls her tightly against him. "You just stay right here with me. I won't let him hurt you." He whispers in her ear. She struggles against his grip. "Let me go Rafe now!" Rafe just tightens his grip. "See, don't think I forgot about me and you on the side of the road." Barry says to JJ. "I'm here because I want my mother fucking money!" Barry shouts in JJ's face before he punches him. "JJ! Rafe let me go now!" Jo continues to struggle in Rafe's grip. Barry punches JJ again. "Where's my money?!" Kie jumps on Barry's back. "Stop it! Leave him alone!" Barry throws Kie off of him and she hits her head on the boat. "Kie!" Rafe wraps his hand around Jo's jaw and makes her watch Barry hit JJ. "This doesn't have to happen this way. Look and see what's happening to your boy. Just tell us where John B is and Barry will let him go." Rafe whispers in her ear. "We don't know where he is!" Jo tells them. She struggles against his grip. She yanks her head back and headbutts him. "Fuck!" He quickly releases her. Kie stands back up. "We know what you did Rafe! You shot Peterkin! Do you really think Jo wants anything to do with you after that?" Kie shouts in his face. "I really wish you didn't say that." Rafe says calmly before he wraps his hand around Kiara's throat. Jo rushes forward and tries to pull his hand off of her. "Let go of her Rafe! Stop!" Rafe pushes her away from him. Barry is still kicking and hitting JJ. "Rafe please!" Pope sneaks up behind them and hits Rafe in the back with a pipe. "Get away from them!" he shouts. Rafe turns around and swings at Pope. He punches him, and Pope lands a punch on him back. Rafe swings again and misses. Pope punches him hard making him sway. Pope continues to punch him. "Pope stop!" "Pope he's had enough!" "Pope stop it!" Pope grabs a rope and wraps his neck around it and pulls. Jo's eyes meet Rafe's widened ones as he struggles to breathe. "Pope, stop he can't breathe!" JJ pulls Pope away as Rafe falls to the ground as he regains his breath. "We have to get out of here!" Kie and JJ start latching up the boat to the jeep. Jo drops down to her knees and puts her fingers on Rafe's throat checking for major injuries. Rafe's eyes meet hers as he struggles to breathe. "Stay off the cut, and stay the fuck away from Joanna you piece of shit!" Pope tells Rafe, before he pulls Jo up. Rafe's eyes never leave Jo's as she runs to the jeep.

#outer banks #summer heat #joanna mills #jj maybank #rafe cameron #pope heyward #kiara carrera #pogues for life #friendship

[el-delacruz]

Samsung x Charles Jeffrey - Night mode from matilda finn on Vimeo.

DIRECTOR: MATILDA FINN DOP: BEN FORDESMAN EP: RUPERT REYNOLDS-MACLEAN PROD CO: BISCUIT FILMWORKS PRODUCER: SIMON EAKHURST PRODUCTION MANAGER: LUKE THORNTON DIRECTORS ASSISTANT: NELLIE HERON-ANSTEAD PRODUCTION CO-ORDINATOR: ROMA NESI PIO CHOREOGRAPHER: PIERRE BABBAGE AGENCY: MOTHER LONDON EDIT: STITCH EDITING EDIT PRODUCER: ANGELA HART EDITOR: LEO KING EDITOR ASSISTANT: LUKE ANDERSON POST PRODUCTION: TIME BASED ARTS POST PRODUCER: CHRIS ALIANO COLOURIST: SIMONE GRATAROLLA 2D LEAD: OLLIE RAMSEY 2D TEAM: THIAGO DANTAS, WILL ROBINSON, MICHAEL AVELING, RALPH BRISCOE, ADAM LEARY, TOM MACKAY-THOMAS SOUND: MARK HILLS @ FACTORY MUSIC: WAX WINGS CAST CO-ORDINATOR: GABIJA LAUCE COVID-19 CO-ORDINATOR: CAMILLA MORRIS LOCATION MANAGER (SHOOTING UNIT): GEORGE VERDON-SMITH LOCATION ASSISTANT (DAYTIME PREP): NICK JAY 1ST ASSISTANT DIRECTOR: BEN GILL 2ND ASSISTANT DIRECTOR: CHRIS MEARS 3RD ASSISTANT DIRECTOR: KITTY RAJAKULASINGAM RUNNER: ALEX MCALLISTER RUNNER: KAI RAJAKULASINGAM RUNNER: TIGER BREWER PRODUCTION/AGENCY RUNNER: AYESHA ANDERSON FOCUS PULLER: ANDREW BRADLEY CLAPPER LOADER: ADAM GREEN CAMERA TRAINEE: CAROLINA DA COSTA KEY GRIP: DAVID HOLIDAY GRIP (TECH RECCE ONLY): DAN MORIARTY GRIP TRAINEE: WILLIAM MILES DIT: MIKE MCDUFFIE VIDEO PLAYBACK OPERATOR: CHAZ NORTHAM VIDEO PLAYBACK ASSISTANT: RAPHAEL BALOGUN CAMERA CAR DRIVER: ALISTER BUGGE DRONE PILOT: PETE AYRISS DRONE REMOTE HEAD OPERATOR: TOM ALDCROFT MOTION CONTROL OPERATOR: JUSTIN PENTECOST MOTION CONTROL ASSISTANT: STUART GALLOWAY SOUND RECORDIST: SAM MENDELSSOHN GAFFER: JONO YATES DESK OPERATOR: JOE BEARDSMORE ELECTRICIAN: ALEX GIBBONS ELECTRICIAN: ALEX MAGILL ELECTRICIAN: BEN SKYRME ELECTRICIAN: DAX SHARKEY GENNY OPERATOR: TONY BRUCE RIGGING GAFFER: MICHAEL SMIT RIGGING ELECTRICIAN: CHRISTIAN HAYES RIGGING ELECTRICIAN: JOHN MALANEY RIGGING ELECTRICIAN: NICK BRITT RIGGING GENNY OPERATOR: PAUL ROWE RIGGER: JAMES MALLOY RIGGER: MICHAEL LEE FROST TELEHANDLER OPERATOR: STEFANO ZIPPO PRODUCTION DESIGNER: DAN TAYLOR ASSISTANT ART DIRECTOR (DRESSING): LAUREN DIX ASSISTANT ART DIRECTOR (DRESSING): PHIL BROCKLEHURST STYLIST (DRESSING): FREYA HAAK ART DEPARTMENT RUNNER (DRESSING): ANNIKA BERTFIELD ART DEPARTMENT RUNNER (DRESSING): BEA DAVIDSON MASTER PROPS (DRESSING): PHIL SMITH PROPS (DRESSING): ANDREW BALCON PROPS (DRESSING): ANDREW MATTHEWS PROPS (DRESSING): DONNCHA ALBERT RAHILL MASTER PROPS STANDBY: JASON BRADLEY MASTER PROPS PRODUCT STANDBY: LEO TURNBALL CONSTRUCTION MANAGER: NICK DILWORTH CONSTRUCTION: CASEY CONCANNON CONSTRUCTION: EAMONN CONAGHAN CONSTRUCTION: GERT RADEMEYER CONSTRUCTION: GREG SIMPSON CONSTRUCTION: MATT AMOS CONSTRUCTION: RAMZI JABBUR CONSTRUCTION: THIBAULT MARTINEAU SFX SUPERVISOR: STEVE HUTCHINSON SFX TECHNICIAN: CHRIS GIBBS SFX TECHNICIAN: ED SMITH SFX TECHNICIAN: SAMUEL HUE-VASHON STYLIST: BEN SCHOFIELD STYLIST ASSISTANT: KIT SWANN STYLIST ASSISTANT: SCOTT CRUFT MAKE-UP ARTIST: PHOEBE WALTERS MAKE-UP ASSISTANT: CHANTAL AMARI MAKE-UP ASSISTANT: ESME HORN MAKE-UP ASSISTANT: NIC PASKAUSKAS HAIR ARTIST: CLAIRE MOORE HAIR ASSISTANT: ANNA JOHNSON HAIR ASSISTANT: ERIKA FREEDMAN HAIR ASSISTANT: KRESZEND SACKEY PROSTHETIC SUPERVISOR: VICTORIA MONEY PROSTHETIC ARTIST: ALEX HARPER PROSTHETIC ASSISTANT: DOMINIQUE BUTLER H&S OFFICER/COVID SUPERVISOR: DAVE WATKINS UNIT MEDIC: DAVID BROAD PREP MEDIC: JAI MASSEY IFA CO-ORDINATOR & MAIN TESTER: ALEX RALLS IFA TECHNICIAN: ALEX CAMPBELL IFA TECHNICIAN: DIVINE ZAKI IFA TECHNICIAN: MADJID KALE IFA TECHNICIAN: MARK SANDBERG IFA TECHNICIAN: ROXANNE MARTIN IFA TECHNICIAN: STUART WALKER IFA TECHNICIAN: ZYGI VOLOSINTAS ANIMAL HANDLER: DEAN CLARKE ANIMAL HANDLER: CERYS WILLIAMS ANIMAL HANDLER: DERRY WELLS ANIMAL HANDLER: LUCY SMITH VET: DR. AIDA FERREIRA VFX SUPERVISOR: OLLIE RAMSEY CATERING: PHIL WARD BARISTA: ALEX CUNNINGHAM MINIBUS 1: MARK RIGHELATO MINIBUS 2: LEE RIGHELATO MINIBUS 3: PAT O’LEARY PREP 4 X 4 DRIVER: ANTON WRIGHT UNIT 4 X 4 DRIVER: PETER JONES UNIT 4 X 4 DRIVER: SIMON PHIPPS FACILITIES: GARY MOORE FACILITIES: PAUL HADDOCK FACILITIES: WARREN SMART SECURITY: ALEX LANEY SECURITY: ANTHONY RICHARDS SECURITY: BARZAN MOHAMED SECURITY: JAMEL WOODFORD SECURITY: JOHN TURNER SECURITY: MARK EDWARDS SECURITY: COLLIN WILLSON SECURITY: GRAHAM DYER SECURITY: LEIGH FOXALL SECURITY: ALAN LANEY SECURITY: RICHARD JOHNSON WIRE SUPERVISOR: BOB SCHOFIELD WIRE TECHNICIAN: MAX SCHOFIELD ARTIST: CHARLI XCX ARTIST MANAGER: SAM PRINGLE ARTIST MAKE UP ARTIST: FRANCESCA BRAZZO ARTIST MAKE UP ASSISTANT: ALEJANDRO ORTIZ ARTIST HAIR ARTIST: PATRICK WILSON ARTIST HAIR ASSISTANT: CHARLES STANLEY ARTIST NAIL TECHNICIAN: MICHELLE HUMPHREY TALENT: CHARLIE BUCKLAND TALENT: TRACY BARGATE TALENT: NIAMH WOODS TALENT: CY FOXX TALENT: AUSSIE TALENT: YILING ZHAO TALENT: EDEN JODIE TALENT: JASON BATTERSBY TALENT: JOHN KAMAU TALENT: KIA LEE TALENT: ALEX MARGO ARDEN TALENT: CAMRYN YULE TALENT: JENKIN VAN ZYL TALENT: NAN MTHEMBU TALENT: ALICE CORRIGAN TALENT: HUGO HAMLET

[emzeciorrr]

Samsung x Charles Jeffrey - Night mode from matilda finn on Vimeo.

DIRECTOR: MATILDA FINN DOP: BEN FORDESMAN EP: RUPERT REYNOLDS-MACLEAN PROD CO: BISCUIT FILMWORKS PRODUCER: SIMON EAKHURST PRODUCTION MANAGER: LUKE THORNTON DIRECTORS ASSISTANT: NELLIE HERON-ANSTEAD PRODUCTION CO-ORDINATOR: ROMA NESI PIO CHOREOGRAPHER: PIERRE BABBAGE AGENCY: MOTHER LONDON EDIT: STITCH EDITING EDIT PRODUCER: ANGELA HART EDITOR: LEO KING EDITOR ASSISTANT: LUKE ANDERSON POST PRODUCTION: TIME BASED ARTS POST PRODUCER: CHRIS ALIANO COLOURIST: SIMONE GRATAROLLA SOUND: MARK HILLS @ FACTORY MUSIC: WAX WINGS CAST CO-ORDINATOR: GABIJA LAUCE COVID-19 CO-ORDINATOR: CAMILLA MORRIS LOCATION MANAGER (SHOOTING UNIT): GEORGE VERDON-SMITH LOCATION ASSISTANT (DAYTIME PREP): NICK JAY 1ST ASSISTANT DIRECTOR: BEN GILL 2ND ASSISTANT DIRECTOR: CHRIS MEARS 3RD ASSISTANT DIRECTOR: KITTY RAJAKULASINGAM RUNNER: ALEX MCALLISTER RUNNER: KAI RAJAKULASINGAM RUNNER: TIGER BREWER PRODUCTION/AGENCY RUNNER: AYESHA ANDERSON FOCUS PULLER: ANDREW BRADLEY CLAPPER LOADER: ADAM GREEN CAMERA TRAINEE: CAROLINA DA COSTA KEY GRIP: DAVID HOLIDAY GRIP (TECH RECCE ONLY): DAN MORIARTY GRIP TRAINEE: WILLIAM MILES DIT: MIKE MCDUFFIE VIDEO PLAYBACK OPERATOR: CHAZ NORTHAM VIDEO PLAYBACK ASSISTANT: RAPHAEL BALOGUN CAMERA CAR DRIVER: ALISTER BUGGE DRONE PILOT: PETE AYRISS DRONE REMOTE HEAD OPERATOR: TOM ALDCROFT MOTION CONTROL OPERATOR: JUSTIN PENTECOST MOTION CONTROL ASSISTANT: STUART GALLOWAY SOUND RECORDIST: SAM MENDELSSOHN GAFFER: JONO YATES DESK OPERATOR: JOE BEARDSMORE ELECTRICIAN: ALEX GIBBONS ELECTRICIAN: ALEX MAGILL ELECTRICIAN: BEN SKYRME ELECTRICIAN: DAX SHARKEY GENNY OPERATOR: TONY BRUCE RIGGING GAFFER: MICHAEL SMIT RIGGING ELECTRICIAN: CHRISTIAN HAYES RIGGING ELECTRICIAN: JOHN MALANEY RIGGING ELECTRICIAN: NICK BRITT RIGGING GENNY OPERATOR: PAUL ROWE RIGGER: JAMES MALLOY RIGGER: MICHAEL LEE FROST TELEHANDLER OPERATOR: STEFANO ZIPPO PRODUCTION DESIGNER: DAN TAYLOR ASSISTANT ART DIRECTOR (DRESSING): LAUREN DIX ASSISTANT ART DIRECTOR (DRESSING): PHIL BROCKLEHURST STYLIST (DRESSING): FREYA HAAK ART DEPARTMENT RUNNER (DRESSING): ANNIKA BERTFIELD ART DEPARTMENT RUNNER (DRESSING): BEA DAVIDSON MASTER PROPS (DRESSING): PHIL SMITH PROPS (DRESSING): ANDREW BALCON PROPS (DRESSING): ANDREW MATTHEWS PROPS (DRESSING): DONNCHA ALBERT RAHILL MASTER PROPS STANDBY: JASON BRADLEY MASTER PROPS PRODUCT STANDBY: LEO TURNBALL CONSTRUCTION MANAGER: NICK DILWORTH CONSTRUCTION: CASEY CONCANNON CONSTRUCTION: EAMONN CONAGHAN CONSTRUCTION: GERT RADEMEYER CONSTRUCTION: GREG SIMPSON CONSTRUCTION: MATT AMOS CONSTRUCTION: RAMZI JABBUR CONSTRUCTION: THIBAULT MARTINEAU SFX SUPERVISOR: STEVE HUTCHINSON SFX TECHNICIAN: CHRIS GIBBS SFX TECHNICIAN: ED SMITH SFX TECHNICIAN: SAMUEL HUE-VASHON STYLIST: BEN SCHOFIELD STYLIST ASSISTANT: KIT SWANN STYLIST ASSISTANT: SCOTT CRUFT MAKE-UP ARTIST: PHOEBE WALTERS MAKE-UP ASSISTANT: CHANTAL AMARI MAKE-UP ASSISTANT: ESME HORN MAKE-UP ASSISTANT: NIC PASKAUSKAS HAIR ARTIST: CLAIRE MOORE HAIR ASSISTANT: ANNA JOHNSON HAIR ASSISTANT: ERIKA FREEDMAN HAIR ASSISTANT: KRESZEND SACKEY PROSTHETIC SUPERVISOR: VICTORIA MONEY PROSTHETIC ARTIST: ALEX HARPER PROSTHETIC ASSISTANT: DOMINIQUE BUTLER H&S OFFICER/COVID SUPERVISOR: DAVE WATKINS UNIT MEDIC: DAVID BROAD PREP MEDIC: JAI MASSEY IFA CO-ORDINATOR & MAIN TESTER: ALEX RALLS IFA TECHNICIAN: ALEX CAMPBELL IFA TECHNICIAN: DIVINE ZAKI IFA TECHNICIAN: MADJID KALE IFA TECHNICIAN: MARK SANDBERG IFA TECHNICIAN: ROXANNE MARTIN IFA TECHNICIAN: STUART WALKER IFA TECHNICIAN: ZYGI VOLOSINTAS ANIMAL HANDLER: DEAN CLARKE ANIMAL HANDLER: CERYS WILLIAMS ANIMAL HANDLER: DERRY WELLS ANIMAL HANDLER: LUCY SMITH VET: DR. AIDA FERREIRA VFX SUPERVISOR: OLLIE RAMSEY CATERING: PHIL WARD BARISTA: ALEX CUNNINGHAM MINIBUS 1: MARK RIGHELATO MINIBUS 2: LEE RIGHELATO MINIBUS 3: PAT O’LEARY PREP 4 X 4 DRIVER: ANTON WRIGHT UNIT 4 X 4 DRIVER: PETER JONES UNIT 4 X 4 DRIVER: SIMON PHIPPS FACILITIES: GARY MOORE FACILITIES: PAUL HADDOCK FACILITIES: WARREN SMART SECURITY: ALEX LANEY SECURITY: ANTHONY RICHARDS SECURITY: BARZAN MOHAMED SECURITY: JAMEL WOODFORD SECURITY: JOHN TURNER SECURITY: MARK EDWARDS SECURITY: COLLIN WILLSON SECURITY: GRAHAM DYER SECURITY: LEIGH FOXALL SECURITY: ALAN LANEY SECURITY: RICHARD JOHNSON WIRE SUPERVISOR: BOB SCHOFIELD WIRE TECHNICIAN: MAX SCHOFIELD ARTIST: CHARLI XCX ARTIST MANAGER: SAM PRINGLE ARTIST MAKE UP ARTIST: FRANCESCA BRAZZO ARTIST MAKE UP ASSISTANT: ALEJANDRO ORTIZ ARTIST HAIR ARTIST: PATRICK WILSON ARTIST HAIR ASSISTANT: CHARLES STANLEY ARTIST NAIL TECHNICIAN: MICHELLE HUMPHREY TALENT: CHARLIE BUCKLAND TALENT: TRACY BARGATE TALENT: NIAMH WOODS TALENT: CY FOXX TALENT: AUSSIE TALENT: YILING ZHAO TALENT: EDEN JODIE TALENT: JASON BATTERSBY TALENT: JOHN KAMAU TALENT: KIA LEE TALENT: ALEX MARGO ARDEN TALENT: CAMRYN YULE TALENT: JENKIN VAN ZYL TALENT: NAN MTHEMBU TALENT: ALICE CORRIGAN TALENT: HUGO HAMLET

[thatdamnokie]

completely unnecessary horror mash-ups (17/?) - hocus pocus x slenderman

“it says here the witches—like they tied it to something.”

“something? what do you mean?”

“like if someone lights it, it’ll act like a—“ her voice trailed off as she looked up in time to see dani and her faithful zippo. “—a summoning beacon.”

dani looked at her brother, then back at the flame, which appeared a lot darker than any other fire they’d ever seen.

like it burned black.

“a summoning beacon for what?”

“i guess we’ll find out. … who’s that outside?”

mini mix: screaming jay hawkins, i put a spell on you + creedence clearwater revival, bad moon rising + au/ra, panic room

#hocus pocus #slenderman #disney #eric knudsen #horror #survival horror #horror mash-ups #crossover #au concepts

[heathenhole]

Big John's Salvage - Fallout 4 The So-Long Season, Season 7, Episode 63

Synopsis: We start off at Big John's Salvage with a ton of Super Mutants and possibly John Wick Super Mutant. Afterwards we recover and try to make it to Lookout Point and that is a no go, the mod is 100% broke. Warning I do get angry. LOL.

fallout4 #youtubegaming #streamer #gaming #pcgaming #gamers #xbox #ps5 #fallout4mods #gamedev #bethesda

#jay zippo #beruud #fallout 4 #tara dikoff #dogmeat #fallout 4 mods #youtube gaming #piper #fallout #Youtube

[shotarofalls]

It’s Just A Plant Hyung

Pairing: Lee Heeseung x Jay Park/Park Jongsung

Genre: Smut

Word Count: ?

Summary: Jay wants Heeseung to try weed with him, and Heeseung agrees, as long as nobody knows what happened in that room.

Jay and his team were still in glee after winning against soobin’s team, after a while it was just him, And Heeseung , who wasn’t even on his team, Niki and Sunoo had school the next morning, while yeonjun left with his group.

“I guess we should head back to our dorm, it’s getting late.”

Heeseung commented as he sighed

“W-wait, I have something i want you to try.”

Jay said as he pulled something that looked like a cigarette but most likely wasn’t. The look on Heeseungs face changed immediately to a surprised one.

“I got it from a new dealer do you wanna try it with me for the first time?.”

“Uhh I don’t know about this Jay.”

“Come on, Hyung it’s just a plant.”

Jay spoke quietly as he crawled closer to the oldest, almost too close for Heeseungs liking.

“O-ok just don’t tell anyone.”

Jay nodded and winked as he pulled out a black zippo lighter, Heeseung got more anxious once he heard the lighter click open. Jaythen lit the blunt and brought it to his mouth, both men were quiet as Jay took a first hit of blunt and held it in his mouth till he felt lightheaded and blew the smoke out of his mouth till you heard a little cough.

“Your turn now.”

He said with a smirk and brought his hand to Heeseung mouth cupping his jaw and placing the drug between his lips.”

“Inhale like you just saw me do.”

Heeseung then inhaled and within 10 seconds later he exhaled trying to control the thousands of coughs the wanted to come out of his mouth

“Good boy”

Jay took one last hit and once he was done he exhaled in Heeseungs mouth, making Heeseung let out a quiet but noticeable moan.

“Something wrong Hyung?”

Jay said with a cocky smile making sure to exaggerate the word hyung

“N-no”

Heeseung stuttered at how close Jay was to his face

“You sure about that?”

Jay said as glanced down to Heeseungs pants that seemed as the zipper was gonna break. Heeseung seemed as though he wanted to cry, the drugs starting to take affect. Jays lips moving lower and nip and Heeseungs shoulder roughly dragging his teeth against his skin making the older moan louder then before. Jay moves his attention lower. Heeseung gulps hardly as he feels Jay suck his nipple until it hardens making Heeseung huff and gasp, his whole body chills as Jay moves to the other. Jay closes his teeth around the nipple and tugs making Heeseung throw his head back against the wall behind him, till he feels Jay stop to stare at him.

“How does it feel hyung?”

Heeseung nearly chokes at the way Jay turns the word Hyung into something so Lewd and filthy.

“Tell me.”

Jays says as he slaps one of Heeseungs nipples

“G-good, so good.”

Heeseung groans out. Jay tilts his head to the side and his eyes sparkle with amusement.

“Do you want to stop?”

Jay teases but still looks for any regret in Heeseungs eyes

“No, keep going p.....”

Heeseung start speaking but start whispering to quiet for Jay to hear.

“Pardon, what are you trying to say?”

Heeseung sighs harshly

“Please keep going.”

Jay smiles at that and leans in to kiss the older boy, his kisses are slow and drawn out.

“Jay, fuck please.”

Heeseung whines out.

“Tell me what you want Hyung”

“Everything.”

Jay chuckles as he looks at his Hyung

I want to bend you over, so I can prep that sweet little ass of yours.”

Heeseung gulped hardly while thinking

“Then do it.”

Jay then hurried to pull the Mans pants down and pushed Heeseung onto his stomach, he waited a a couple seconds before he started to lick around Heeseungs rim till he pushed his tongue inside and massaged around his prostate.

“Ahh your tongues so good.”

Heeseung moaned and push back till he felt two fingers shove inside of him.

“Jay!”

Jay fastly pushes his fingers in and out, the same as he would with his cock.

“I’m gonna cum.”

Heeseung gasps and twists his hips, pushing his self again Jays fingers

“Not yet, you’ll only cum when I say you can.”

“But Jay-“

“No arguing or you won’t cum at all.”

Jay says sternly making Heeseung more turned on then before.

“Are you still gonna cum?”

“N-no.”

“Why?”

“Because you said no.”

“Such a good boy for me.”

Heeseung felt himself crave Jays praising, and he became willing to do anything to get more.

“Jay...please, fuck me.”

“Shhhhh don’t worry I’ll make you feel good.”

Jay pushes into him so slowly it’s painful, and not because the older a virgin. Once Jays fully in they both moan.”

“H-hurts so good.”

The older says head tilted back with his mouth agape.

“F-fuck, such a whore.”

Jay starts biting a spot on his neck and thrusts hard, the shock jostling through Heeseung's entire body.

"O-oh!"

"Better than I imagined." Jay whispers darkly and licks his bite. He rolls his hips to a sickening beat and hits his prostate every single time. Heeseung feels like crying but stops himself just in time.

"Holy fuck." He gasps as Heeseung pushes back hardly, their paces matching. Jays grip on his hips is bruising as is the crush of his hips against his ass. Jays grip on his hips is bruising from the slapping of their body’s.

Jays precum leaks out more and more with each thrust, it runs down the back of his though leading to the floor causing a little puddle. He whispers little praises in Heeseungs ear.

“Heeseung, Heeseung fuck.”

"Has anyone ever fucked you before?" Jay hisses.

"No." He answers on a gasp. The noise that comes from Jay isn't human. The man grabs his chin and jerks his head to the side just enough for their lips to finally meet. It's not a gentle kiss; their teeth hit together and tongues desperate to touch.

The taste of himself in jays mouth has him sucking on the man's tongue hard enough to make him moan. Jay shoves his cock deeper and makes him whimper long and high.

"Take everything." Jay says and licks into his mouth. "Make me cum, hyung."

"Heeseung." He whimpers and braces himself. "Call me Heeseung."

"Shit that's hot."

"My name?" He says, unable to not laugh.

"I didn't think you'd ever let me call you anything more casual, And it's a sexy name."

"Weird."

"Heeseung hyungie." He purrs. "Heeseung." The way jay says his name makes his legs quiver. "Who else calls you that besides our company members.”

"Only my mother."

"Good."

"You're very possessive."

Jay smiled

“But, you like right?”

I like it. I really like it." Heeseung clenches around Jay and the two of them moan at the friction.

"Let me see you. I want to watch you." Jay pulls out of him and turns him around. The look in the man's eyes makes his heart race yet again.

All it takes it one hard thrust to make the two cum

"I like you, Heeseung hyung." He feels like he could pass out.

"I like you too." Jays eyes soften and he swallows hard.

#enhypen #enhypen smut #jay smut #heeseung smut #lee heeseung #park jongseong #kpopsmut #kpop smut

[fishybehavior]

White Coats part 7

first. . . previous

[plz read the tags]

- - -

The nurse comes up to him, unbuckling him from the chair. Kai collapsed as the support fell free, and he clung to the nurse. Desperate for anything warmth and comfort. He didn’t even notice that they took him to a room nearby until he was separated from them. Placed onto a bed in the corner in a dimly lit room, the nurse dumped him on it and left him alone. Shivering and shaking, he tried to move under the covers, freezing to his core.

He wasn't sure if he would ever stop shivering. Thankfully the nurse came back with blankets and even a heating pad. But nothing made him feel warm. He was buried in blankets, yet still shivering like a leaf as his stomach rolled and his lungs ached. Everything ached and hurt, actually, and his head felt as if it would split open. The only sort of relief he got was when the nurse held him again, but then they started shivering as well, and they had to let him go. Leaving him to shiver on the heating pad, buried under a mountain of blankets, never feeling warmer. If anything, he felt colder.

Hearing the door again, he started shaking even harder, but it wasn’t because of how freezing he was. As the doctor who spent the last hour putting out his fire stalked into the room, Kai shrank away as the doctor looked down at him, frowning as he threw off the blankets. Kai struggled to sit up, trying to move away from the doctor invading more into his space. Trembling harder as the combination of fear and freezing made him vibrate in anxiety.

“Show me,” He barked, and suddenly the nurse was next to him, holding him again. Kai went rigid in surprise but quickly relaxed into the warmth of the nurse. The subtle heat he could feel at their core made him relax. His shivering started to settle down as he relaxed more into the embrace as the relief of warmth overtook the instinct to run.

Their hug continued until the nurse started to shiver, their warmth vanishing as they let go. Prying Kai off of them as he didn’t want the hug to end. “No~” He whispered as he was separated from their warmth, and immediately started to shiver again, yet not as violently as before.

“Fascinating.” The doctor muttered, getting close to his face, Kai leaned back until he hit the wall. Refusing to make eye contact as the doctor continued to mutter under his breath. “Subject one didn’t have any reaction like this. . . Hmmm. I wonder. . .” He muttered and the doctor pulled a zippo from his pocket, it looked old and well worn as he flipped open the lid and clicked alive a flame.

Kai immediately became enraptured by the tiny flame. He had always been drawn to fire, being the master of fire it was a part of his nature. Yet he had never had such tunnel vision as he looked at the small flame dance in the doctor's hand. He could feel its small soul as it danced, he could almost feel its warmth as he reached for it. Yet the doctor pulled it away, keeping the flame at a distance, continuing to mutter under his breath the entire time. He continued to observe him as he reached for the flame with every ounce of strength he had left.

Then just as suddenly the flame sparked to life, it was snuffed out as the doctor closed the lid. Kai immediately deflated and whined at the loss. The doctor hummed again as he turned to the nurse. “Stay with him until he returns to the baseline. But be careful, we are not sure yet what subject two may be capable of, even in his weakened state.”

“Yes doctor,” the red masked nurse replied as they wrapped Kai up again in the blankets. Treating him as if he was radioactive as they wrapped him in a thick cocoon of blankets, and began to set up and connect him to a few different machines. Kai frowned as the nurse gently attached sticky pads to his face and neck, making the machines come to life as they began to beep and glow.

“Am I still going to have lunch with Jay?” He asked, still shivering and aching all over. He watched as the red masked nurse's eyes scrunch up in concern.

“I'm sorry, but until you feel better, you’re going to be on observation.” Kai groaned and weakly squirmed in his blanket cocoon at those words. “I know, it sucks. But you’re ill, and we can't risk your health for a get-together.”

"Please?"

"I'm sorry Kai, doctors orders."

#ninjago #kai ninjago #white coats #part 7 #idk how long ill write this again for #but i do enjoy it #hypothermia #tw forced hospitalization #mean doctor #uncaring doctor #test subject #kai is a heat vampire #he will absorb all ur warmth and leave only a cold shell behind #depowered

[hula-zombie]

🍄🌸🌼💫 for all 4 of the main characters from your new story!

Hi Mari! Thank you for the ask! 🥰

Want to help me work on my novel? Send me an emoji!

🍄 What are your OCs favourite snacks? Their favourite comfort food which always cheers them up when they’re down? Favourite meal to make? Do they enjoy baking and cooking and are they any good in the kitchen?

I already answered this one for one of the 4, so let's do the other 3!

Bradley: Pretzels. It's gross. This kid can eat SO many of them in one sitting. Comfort food, easily mac and cheese- Kraft brand, specifically. Likes to try and cook, but usually makes more of a mess than anything. Zach: Pizza. Easy. Comfort food is pizza. It's all pizza. Not a cook, easier to bring in. Louisa: Fresh Basil + tomato + mozzarella balls with a balsamic glaze drizzle, keep it fresh and classy. Comfort food is hands down, chunky monkey ice cream (and yes, I am going for a cliché). Likes to bake. Macarons are her favorite to make.

🌸 What are some of their favourite things and why? List as many as you can think of!

I'm going to do 3 for each, no context 😌

Claire: old books, blue jays, coffee ice cream Bradley: records, science fiction comic books, vintage postcards Zach: converse, zippo lighter, portable radio Louisa: everything in her closet, the beach, popcorn

🌼 Who are this characters friends and found family? How did they meet, how long have they been friends for, could they ever be something more than just friends? What do they look for in a friend or a romantic partner?

Soooo spoiler: This story is based on a group of friends, and the dynamic between the friends... so this is an excellent question. Zach and Louisa are totes already an item. Claire and Bradley? Eeeeh, they both, have some things to figure out about themselves and it's a mess. I think that's the easiest way to answer this one, for now. The relationships are like, the big thing.

💫What is your favourite fact about this character and why?

Claire: She has a set of pipes. Wouldn't know it, but singing is something she loves to do. She's just.. shy about it. Bradley: He can draw, like REALLY well. Zach likes to doodle and stuff, and thinks he's good, so Brad doesn't brag but he totally should. In another life, he could have been an artist. Zach: Random, but when he was young he fell and scrapped his knee and got some gravel in there and it's still. there. It's always his weird fact. Louisa: More so about this characters development, but like.. when I made a decision on where to take this character, everything fell into place and clicked in a lot of ways. I really want to like her, and I mostly do like her younger self. It's the older self that I really can't stand.

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[kevintor]

I Watch a Movie I Should Have Seen: Hocus Pocus

I miss doing these entries. Mostly I miss adding movies to my watched list. Obviously, I’ve never seen Hocus Pocus. That’s why we’re here.

What did I know about Hocus Pocus? I knew there were witches and I knew Bette Midler had fun teeth. And she certainly did!

My thoughts:

We open on Salem in the 1600s following the shadow of a flying witch. The music was straight out of the Danny Elfman playbook but I guess they couldn’t get him so they found an equivalent Ray Parker, Jr. to Elfman’s Huey Lewis. (If you don’t know)

Pink smoke comes out of the chimney of the witch house which means someone’s gender reveal party resulted in a girl! Unfortunately they had to sacrifice a different little girl to find out.

The old-timey boy we meet is wearing a shirt that can only be described as billowy. He should take off like a kite when he runs. Yet somehow when he violently tumbles down a forest hill, none of that very excessive fabric gets caught on anything. Is the fabric even there or are we imagining it?

The witches (Sanderson Sisters) use a book made of human skin and a functioning eyeball. I shall call this book “Columbo.”

It’s very nice of them to put a mill wheel next to the witch house for the boy to climb.

Okay, so Bette Midler has lightning fingers like Emperor Palpatine.

I honestly thought the witches were going to be misunderstood and everyone would win at the end but killing a little girl for her youth and turning the boy into an immortal cat really puts a big wrench in the redemption arc chances.

The townspeople stage a hanging. The witches curse the town that they will return much like Pennywise only scarier.

We fast forward to find out that the opening is a story that is told in a Salem high school class where the kids apparently range in age from 14-28.

A new-to-town California boy (Max) doesn’t buy into all the witch lore. No mention on why his first day of school is Halloween. Parents did not plan that move well.

Max is into Allison, the pretty girl in school that leads with her teeth in every conversation. Did Rami Malek pull some his Freddy Mercury from her?

Max rides his bike home from school at super speed. He is either an exceptional mountain biking improviser or he practiced it the day before to be really ready for school. Probably the latter.

On his shortcut through the cemetery, he runs into two kids, Jay and Ice. Jay seems to be all the bad parts of Bill and Ted combined and Ice seems to be 40.

Jay and Ice take Max’s sneakers because that’s what bullies in the early 90s did. It makes pedaling home slower which may be for the best. He rode his bike too quickly.

Max does not like being here in Salem anymore. We learn this as he angrily takes off his hat, backpack, and jacket.

Max comforts himself by awkwardly hugging and cooing to his pillow pretending it’s Allison. His little sister, Dani, catches the awkwardness, gets on the bed, and simulates being Allison which is normal.

The house appears to have an unlimited number of stairs to climb up to get away in frustration.

Max reluctantly takes his sister trick-or-treating. He has the appropriate level of older brother standoffishness.

Jay and Ice stop the sister asking for her candy. Max gives the candy to the bullies and she tells him he should have been a man and fought them. Again one of them is like 40.

Max makes up with her using a pouty face. Like! A! Man!

They find a rich house that they assume will make them bob for apples. This is a bad idea even in non-pandemic times. Never bob for apples at a stranger’s house. No matter how rich they are. That’s how rich people fatten you up to make you easier to hunt.

Max and Dani let themselves inside and start robbing the place of their Raisinets and O Henry bars. Rich people give out terrible candy.

Turns out the rich house belongs to Allison. They are having a party and everyone there is authentically dressed like royals. They did not get any of these costumes at Spirit Halloween.

Dani tells Allison that she can’t wear Allison’s royal dress because she doesn’t have yabbos and proceeds to tell her that Max loves her yabbos. This girl is outrageous. Or rude. It was a fine line in 1993.

Max asks Allison to take them to the Sanderson Sisters’ house. She tells him she’s going to quickly change out of a dress that must have taken her 45 minutes to get into.

The house is no different than it used to be. The spell book is still there. How have Jay and Ice not stolen anything from it?

Immortal Cat attacks Max when he wants to light the “virgin candle” that will bring back the Sanderson sisters. It’s a great sequence where he says the name of the movie (always important), then pulls a Zippo out of his pocket (which all kids who don’t smoke have), and lights the candle.

It starts things. Hair blows a lot. This is why they had Max be a surfer boy from California. For this hair effect.

This movie cares a lot about someone being a virgin. Even Dani knows what a virgin is. Are they covering this in her second grade class? Do the parents know? What does the PTA think?

The candle makes the Sisters return and they try to keep Dani. Bette Midler uses more of her Star Wars lightning fingers but Allison saves the day.

The cat can talk and the chances of me liking this movie just took a huge hit.

Max steals Columbo, the spell book.

The writers of the movie do the right thing by having the Sisters be scared of everything modern like roads and fire trucks. Nice touch.

The Sisters only have tonight, which adds the right amount of stakes, to get the spell book back. I don’t think I could make it if they had a week or so.

The Sisters raise the dead causing a very reluctant zombie (RZ) to chase after the kids. Most zombies love what they do so this is a fun choice.

Immortal Cat gets run over by a bus but lives because he’s immortal. We needed proof because the 300 years of being a cat was not enough.

Garry Marshall plays a guy dressed as the devil which they play for fun as the Sisters worship him but we can’t gloss over that fact that Fake Devil’s wife is played by his real-life sister, Penny Marshall. It’s not disturbing. They’re acting!

Children steal the Sisters’ brooms which probably won’t matter later.

They find a Halloween party that Max’s parents went to. When Max’s dad meets Allison, he kisses her hand. I am going to do the same to whoever my kid brings home one day. “It’s from Hocus Pocus. That movie’s fun. It’s not weird.”

Bette Midler gets to sing a song. That should satisfy the requirements from her contract. The song puts a spell on the partygoers forcing them to dance until they die. Somehow the kids are immune to it. Can they shut off their ears? Are they also magical?

The kids lure the Sisters into the school incinerator and burn them alive. It’s a strong play. The kids celebrate as if there is not 30 minutes left in the movie.

Immortal Cat, in a time of reflection, brings up his sister and Max says “You really miss her, huh?” He has been trapped as a cat after failing to save his sister’s life 300 years earlier. He misses her. Why not “Hey, do you ever wonder what might have happened if you saved her life?”

Without any explanation, the Sisters are fine. They run into Jay and Ice who insult them. The Sisters cage Jay and Ice and make them hang from the witch house ceiling. The bullies are crying. Maybe they aren’t so tough after all. <High Fives No One>

Allison decides to find a spell to uncat Immortal Cat. She opens Columbo causing it to glow. The glow lures Bette Midler and the Sisters to her. Allison fails to notice the glow but learns that salt can keep them safe.

The Sisters steal the book and Dani when Allison only uses the salt to protect herself. She really took care of number one here.

Now Sarah Jessica Parker gets to sing a real creepy song that summons all the children from the town. It really shows you the power of song. Again, Max and Allison must have turned off their hearing for this.

Max and Allison trick the Sisters into thinking sun is coming early by using a car headlight. It works but I don’t understand why. They had the sun 300 years ago. They know what it looks like. “Is that a person in a brown sweat suit and green hat or a tree?”

While the Sisters are scared of the car headlight, Max steals back his sneakers but doesn’t save the bullies. How does he know he won’t need the bullies to be on his side in the future? Has he not seen every other high school movie?

They drive away and Bette Midler brooms after them. We know how fast Max likes to go so it is impressive Bette Midler can keep up.

Reluctant Zombie shows up and Max pulls a knife on him. So Max has a knife and a zippo. He might be a problem.

They take the final showdown to a cemetery which is an odd choice. Why not a miniature golf course or a TCBY. Were they still around in 1993?

Max brings a bat to a magic fight. Allison still has her salt. “Bats and salt: Working together to inconvenience witches since 1881!”

Max sacrifices himself to save Dani. The sun comes up as Bette Midler is sucking the life out of Max. Just when you think it might be a better sun-impersonating headlight, Bette Midler turns into a statue and explodes. Definitely the sun.

Immortal Cat dies so he can be with his sister. Billowy shirt ghost appears to say thanks with a kiss on Dani’s cheek (so normal) before he runs off with his ghost sister for eternity.

They did it! They saved Salem! Quite a first day for Max..

The movie was fine. I hate talking animals unless they are cartoons so that didn’t help. And why did they care so much about virgins? A friend told me that “virgin” meant “pure of heart.” Well then they should have said “pure of heart.” And if I can suggest, between Max’s predilection for weapons and Allison’s selfishness with the salt, I don’t think they should stop being “pure of heart” with each other. They aren’t a good couple. Going through a traumatic thing like killing summoned witches from the Pilgrim days causes feelings that can’t last.

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[tiny-crecher]

Do you know anyone who could draw Jay with a Zippo lighter? (preferably open and lit?)

maybe Tree? there’s a lot of cool FanPlan artists here

[rocket-roach]

Bruce Wayne has to go undercover working at Bat Burger. He hates his life. He tells no one, but somehow, everyone finds out anyway.

allow me to share some of my experiences working in retail pharmacy through bruce suffering in fast food

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“I’llbe dark for the next few weeks. Do not try to contact or find me. I can’tstress this enough,” Bruce said as he spun in his chain to face his assembledkids. “Gotham is resting on all of your shoulders. I know you can handle it. So,take care of her, okay? I’ll be back whenever the mission is done.”

Dicknibbled on his lip as his eyes flashed to the batsuit encased in glass.

“Do youwant me to go out as Batman?” He asked as his brothers and sisters eyestraveled to the offending case.

“No,”Bruce stood. “That won’t be necessary. We’ve gotten them quiet, and they shouldstay that way for a while. But don’t start any big cases until I get back. Thisis just patrol.”

Jasonpulled a pack of blue Camels out which was quickly followed by his Zippolighter. He lit up, blowing a smoke ring towards the roof of the cave. “What’sthe mission?”

“Stopsmoking in the cave. It upsets the bats. Also, that’s classified.”

“Classifiedfrom family?” Tim asked as he headed towards the fire extinguisher.

“I gethow the Justice League feels now,” Steph added.

“We’llkeep Gotham safe,” Dick said as Tim sprayed Jason with the fire extinguisher.

Withthe arrival of Bruce’s third decade of his vigilante career, he was getting damngood at putting on wigs and applying fake beards. He pulled the carefullyrumpled and wrinkled big box store button up from his suitcase and lookedaround at the crappy bedroom he’d rented in the larger, shittier two bedroomdeep within Gotham. He’d found this place after scouring Craigslist. It was 750square feet, with a gunk covered stove, blackened oven, and dish filled sink.Additionally, the bathroom appeared to have been designed in the 1920’s andthen had never been cleaned. His roommate was one Isaiah Addams.

Arecent grad from Gotham University, Isaiah was a country boy trying to make itbig in the big city. He was working at Big Belly Burger as well as a dive bardown the street. Isaiah was simple, ineffective, and for the sake of this case,an ideal roommate. But Isaiah only knew Bruce as Paul Scott, a down on his luckrecent divorcee who was out a wife, a job, and a house.

“HeyPaul?” Isaiah asked as Bruce finished checking over the resume he printed.

“Yeah?”

“Areyou uh, hungry? My friend Deb recommended this ramen place down the road. Shesaid I needed to try real ramen. I guess Maruchan isn’t the gold standard.”

“Thankyou, but I think I’ll pass. I need to save money until I can find a job.”

“Yourloss, man. By the way, Bat Burger is hiring. They’ll take anyone with a pulse.Have a good night.”

Brucewaved as Isaiah grabbed his keys, and slammed the rickety front door shut.Bruce ran a hand through his hair, letting out a heavy sigh. The apartmentreeked like the backed-up sewer that ran beneath it, and the stench of sewerwater was helping Bruce get further into character.

Thenext day found Bruce sitting in the chaotic closet that was the manager’soffice. Zach was a burly man, nearly too large to fit in the room. With eachmovement, the black swivel chair groaned.

“Yourresume’s impressive,” Zach started. “But you don’t have any food serviceexperience.”

“I’m aquick learner. I have some retail, customer service experience. To be honest,working in food is something I’ve always wanted to try. I’m always on time.”

“Youlive close?”

“Justdown the block.”

Zachsighed as he placed the resume on the television tray that was apparentlyserving as a desk. “Well, jobs yours. You can start today. Janey can starttraining you. You just missed the lunch rush, but by dinner we’ll have youflipping burgers.”

Janeywas a single mom of three, with only a GED and a 1990 silver Toyota Camry toher name. Her teeth were yellow from the cigarettes she’d been smoking sincesixteen and her hair had been permed into oblivion. But she was patient, whichmade his training go exceptionally.

“Alright,so Paul. You’re gonna get complainers. Old people, mainly. They’ll throw a fitif you so much as look at the burger wrong. The easiest thing to do is justredo it. But sometimes, they’ll throw a fit for a voucher. Cashiers can’t give‘em vouchers, and they know that. They’re gonna scream for the manager andZach’s always here. Just get Zach, sweetie. It’s less of a headache.”

Paulnodded, filing all this information away. He looked around at the fewcustomers, each sitting in their own booth, chowing down on the grease filledburgers with relish. Janey carried on through the training, showing him how tooperate the registers, which codes to call when he needed change, or when therewas too much cash in register. Then she moved him back into the kitchen. Oldfridges and even older ovens lined the walls, covered with black grease. He wasafraid to look into the grease traps.

Janeypassed him off to Daniel, the cook for the midshift.

“Youever flip burgers before?”

“No,”he answered honestly.

“Youabout to learn.”

Eventually,Daniel banished Paul from the kitchen. He had burned just one too many burgers,and that was how he found himself standing back at the register next to Jackie.It was five o’clock.

Brucewatched as the parking lot began to fill up with the cars of the people justgetting off work from Gotham’s downtown. Janey took a steadying breath, and thesmell of her most recent cigarette filled Paul’s nostrils.

DickGrayson walked in, his eyes rimmed by dark circles.

“Lemmeget Bat-beef deluxe with cheese and no tomatoes, please, Janey.”

“Surething, hon. You want to Jokerize that?” Janey asked as she typed in the order.

“Pleaseand thank you,” Dick narrowed his eyes as he took in Paul. “Haven’t seen you inhere before.”    

“He’s anew hire. Name’s Paul. Little shy but got a good head on his shoulders. Paul, Iwant you to meet Dick. He’s a cop.”

Dick’seyes were still narrowed.

“Paul,huh?”

“Uh,yes sir. Today’s my first day.”

“Anyoneever tell you, you kind of look like Bruce Wayne?”

 Afterthat, and a few more days of training, Paul offered to take theovernight shift. As he wiped down the tables, counting the customers in therestaurant, the amount of food they’d ordered, he decided that there was no waythis franchise was making enough money to stay open twenty-four hours a day andpay workers and other bills. When he was back in his mold-ridden apartment, headded notes to the ever-growing file he kept stashed underneath his mattress.He dressed in the ill-fitting batsuit and began his trek towards his job.

Theyellow streetlamps were bright enough to see the sidewalk, but not brightenough to illuminate the cracks and uneven slabs. He had a few skinned knees toprove it. But tonight, had been fall free. He stretched his arms above hishead, his neck cracking loudly as Sal, a regular, stomped back up to theregister.

Heslammed a half-eaten Mister Freeze dog onto the counter.

“I onlygot half a dog!”

Brucewatched as the ketchup oozed. “I gave you the full dog you ordered, Sal.”

“Don’t‘Sal’ me, Paul. You only gave me halfa dog. I want my money back. And a voucher. You know what? Get me your manager.I want to talk to Zach.”

“Hewent home for the day.”

“Thencall him! I can wait.”

“It’stwo in the morning. Zach won’t be in till about eight. I can get you Jazz,she’s working now.”

“No. Iwant to speak with the store manager. I want you fired.”

Brucealso wanted to be fired.

“I’llbuy his dog,” a deep voice that Bruce knew very well, cut in. “Sal, do you wantanother Freeze dog?”

“No!”

Redhood turned to face Sal, his hands drifting towards his hip holsters.

“I’mgonna ask one more time.”

 Brucequickly picked up on Janey’s tactic of going outside for a smoke. He didn’t smoke;maintaining his peak physical form and all that, but getting the fresh, sewagescented air of Gotham did help clear his head. Usually. When Jason wasn’tsmoking a cigarette three feet from him.

“Howlong?” Jay asked.

“Howlong what?”

“Don’tplay dumb, old man. I know who you are. Who you really are.”

“I’mPaul,” Bruce wanted to yell at him.

“Okay, Paul,” he said after blowing a smokeright. “Why are you here?”

“I needmoney,” Paul was starting to get a little pissed.

Jasonlaughed as he crushed the butt under his boot. “I need money, too. Yet, Ididn’t realize we were so destitute that you had to pick up a side gig at BigBelly.”

“I haveto go back to work,” Bruce’s face was pinched. If his damn kids didn’t stop,the whole thing would be blown. “Have a good day, sir.”

“’Sir’,” Jason started laughing. “You’re agoddamn hoot, Paul.”

 Paulwas locked into his room, buried in his notes when he heard Isaiah shouting forhim. He ignored him, hoping that Isaiah would shut up and let him work inpeace. It usually worked in the past. Usually. But soon the sounds of a scufflereached his bedroom.

Aheadache bloomed behind his eyes as he heard Tim Drake shouting his way toPaul’s room.

“Listen,kid, I dunno ho yougot in here, but you have to leave!”

“Isaiah,right? I just really need to talk to Bru- Paul. He’s behind… on his loanpayments.”

“Youlook like you’re twelve!” Isaiah said.

“Internship,”Tim fired back before he jimmied open Paul’s lock.

Paulhad been desperately trying to shove all his papers under the mattress, butthis damn kid was too fast. He darted over, snatching up as many papers as hecould. Bruce lunged for him. Tim dodged.

“Goddamnit!What part of ‘Dark, do not contact me,’was unclear to you all?” Bruce nearly snarled.

“It wasfine until we realized you’re trying to dethrone the Falcones. They knowsomeone is working against them from the inside, Bruce,” Tim waved as hescanned Bruce’s notes. “You’re writing as Paul, not Bruce. There are key factsmissing from this case—”

Brucewalked over to Tim. He grabbed the back of the boy’s shirt, and bodily liftedhim into the air. It was only then that Tim saw the anger bubbling in Bruce’seyes. He’d thought his dad would have been happy to see him after so many weeksgone, but Bruce just tired, frustrated, and bordering on pissed.

“Gohome,” he said lowly. “Tell everybody else this area is off limits. If I see any of you, you’ll all begrounded for the rest of your lives. Clear?”

“Crystal,”Tim gulped, slowly curling into a small ball.

   Paulwas coming up on two months on being undercover. After his conversation withTim, his children’s visits had cut down significantly. But tonight, as he threwthe heavy black trash bags into the dumpster behind the building, he noticedone small shadow that was out of place. He wiped his hands on his pants legs, looking up at his daughter.

“Cass.”

Theshadow disappeared for a moment, then appeared right in front of him. Her darkeyes were staring intensely at him; and with that Bruce realized she was aboutto ream him out. Her hands began flying, and it took every ounce of Bruce’sstrength not to immediately head home and start packing up his stuff.

“Iknow. I’m nearly done.”

“You’relying. To me,” she said.

“I’llkeep trying till you buy it,” He smiled sheepishly.

“Even Icould tell that you were,” Damian’s voice reached him from above.

Brucelooked up, mildly impressed with his youngest’s ability to sneak. He wasgetting better. Glacial blue eyes flickered to Cass, and she was grinningproudly.

“Oh,god. You two have been teaming up,” he groaned. “Fine, two more weeks. I’llhave it all wrapped up.”

It didn’ttake two weeks. It didn’t even take one. The Falcone’s goons blew up hisapartment as he was leaving for work that night. Isaiah, thankfully, had gone outto sing in the subway. Bruce sighed as the flaming remnants of his notesfloated to the ground. He went to work after giving a statement to the policeand ignoring the way Gordon kept staring at him.

The doorcreaked open.

Insidesat Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Orphan, Robin and Spoiler. Hog tied at theirfeet sat the Falcone family, gagged and growling.

“Paul,”Nightwing smiled. “Did you know you were working for the most notorious crimefamily in Gotham?”

#requests #writing this was therapeutic lmfao #batman #bruce wayne #nightwing #dick grayson #red hood #jason todd #red robin #tim drake #orphan #cassandra cain #robin #Damian wayne #OC #Bat Burger #crack #bruce wayne experiences true customer service for the first time in his life #and boy does he hate it! #thanks again mem! #memorydragon