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mvltisstuff · 11 months

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hello!! i hope you’re doing well, how have finals been going/gone??

i saw your post asking for requests, and i know the last thing i sent you you said it was fine to send more but i didn’t wanna overwhelm you with finals and everything going on, but since you’re asking, ofc i have more 😂 i was thinking something with reader being athena’s apprentice again and this time the reader gets hurt on a case and buck as to be called and goes full blown protective and everyone’s like “where did this come from considering how reckless you are” and that’s when everyone realizes how real things are with them and that reader is end game for buck. ofc if you don’t get to it, don’t worry. if you do, thank you a thousand. i hope you have a lovely day and things go well, just in general ❤️

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must be love - e.b

summary: request from above :)

evan buckley x reader

a/n: finals are going well!! i just finished my state testing 😿 but luckily it wasn’t too bad. i have like a week left of school and then i’ll be writing a ton, and i love love love seeing people leave requests <33 hope you enjoy love

y/n roamed through the halls of the dark house, with her gun up, flashlight on, and her eyes focused on her surroundings. she had gone in without backup, but athena was on her way to the scene as well as a few more units. the call had been sent into dispatch for an armed robbery, so clearly y/n had to be armed too. she had turned her radio off, not to make the intruder more threatened by the police presence.

she had been searching the bedrooms, the kitchen, and other rooms that had been marked off with valuables this person might be interested in. the homeowner had already made his escape out, so now it was just a matter of time for them to find the person who caused this. the last room y/n had entered, she was hoping to find someone, but alas, there hadn’t been any traces.

in the hallway, the man tracing her steps had been following her throughout the house, strategically hiding behind her in ways that she would never have noticed. she had been pointing her gun and light at the walls and under the furniture when she felt a massive blow to the head.

her vision was faded and blurred as she whipped around with her gun. disoriented, he was able to swing it out of her grip and across the floor. the robber landed clean punches to her abdomen and scratches to her face. she heard a crack to her shoulder, but she knew it hadn’t been broken. it still hurt like a bitch, for sure.

y/n’s strong, but vulnerable body had been thrown against the wall and slid down. the criminal wasn’t done, but the shiny pocketknife on his side did not pass by y/n’s smart eyes. she grabbed his side and opened it swiftly, jamming it into his thigh. he screamed out in pain, and y/n twisted the knife before pulling it out.

out of the corner of her blurry eyes, y/n had spotted a figure making her way toward the two of them. her eyes were squinted from the pounding headache she had been facing. the faint, familiar voice came in as the woman bent down with a jangling pair of cuffs. “dispatch, this is 727-L30, suspect in custody, we’re going to need an additional ambulance at 1873 Garden Street,” says athena into her radio.

“thena…” y/n whispers.

“hey, y/l/n,” she responds. “you got this guy good.” another officer comes in and hauls the man away and it is just athena and y/n in the room. “are you alright, y/n?” athena says sternly.

“i’m fine, i just-“ y/n starts to stand up, and athena grabs onto her. her legs wobbly a bit and she words get mushed together.

“ok well, i don’t think so. we have an ambulance on the way.”

y/n sits back down and nods, looking at her with tired eyes, still fighting to stay away. successfully, she is able to make it until the two paramedics come into the house. she sees hen and chimney walk in with their medical bags.

“what do we got he- y/n?” chimney asks, bending down and observing his friend. hen shines a light to her eyes.

“probable concussion,” she touches her shoulder, making her hiss and cry out a bit. “and maybe a shoulder dislocation, posterior.”

“let’s get her en route to hollywood presbyterian,” chimney says, getting ready for transport.

after y/n was dropped off the at hospital, she was placed in her own, quiet room. hen and chim and arrived back at the station, prepared to face bucks wrath. they walked upstairs to the kitchen, meeting bobby who had already been informed on the incident by athena.

buck had been sitting at the table with eddie and ravi, hanging out and snacking at a bowl of popcorn. they had been bickering over some silly thing when bucks eyes landed on the partners. he immediately knew something was wrong, and his brain landed to y/n. their upset faces gave it away.

“what happened?” buck asks, hesitantly, not wanting a bad answer. “is y/n ok?”

“she… she was hurt, buck,” hen begins to state. “one of her calls took a bad turn-“

buck shoots out of his chair, stepping closer to her. “what do you mean went wrong?” he raises his voice. “where is she?”

“she’s at the hospital buck, but she is alright,” chimney says. “you don’t have to panic-“

“what hospital?”

“buck, slow down…”

“i asked what hospital?!”

the two exchange a sad glance, and tell him, “hollywood presbyterian.”

buck immediately is ready to leave, preparing to speed to the hospital. he always gets scared when he gets a call or text from her. because buck doesn’t know what he would do if she got hurt, or worse. she was his lifeline. every day she was there for him with a smile, forcing him to paint his own. she was brighter than the sun to him, and without her, the clouds had rolled in. even thinking about losing her sent him into a spiral of negative thoughts.

he had met her at a dinner with athena and bobby, and he was smitten for her ever since. the months and months of them seeing each other and blossomed into a stronger love than they could’ve imagined. buck can’t see himself with anyone but her.

“hey, kid,” bobby says. “i’m going too, i’ll drive you over.”

the ride to the hospital was eerily silent. bucks thoughts were flooding his mind about how hurt she could be. he had been prepared to finally leave and end his shift at work, but instead was bombarded with fear. if there was a phobia of losing her, buck definitely has it.

he sprinted into the entrance of the hospital, bobby was trailing behind. he stormed up to the front desk and spat out her name rapidly. the nurse said, “i’m sorry sir, but only family can see loved ones at this time.”

buck shook his head, and looked at bobby. he didn’t want to have to lie, but it’s nothing he hasn’t done before. “fiancé, i’m her fiancé.” the nurse looks at bobby.

“uh, uncle?” he says unsure, but the nurse still accepts it and gives them a room number.

buck pounds on the elevator buttons, stepping into it his with his heart pounding. his shaking hands are pressed together to stop his anxiety, but it ultimately fails. bobby watches buck quietly, observing his frazzled state.

the doors slide open, and buck runs through the hallways passing by the nurses and other people. he looks at all the room numbers that mean nothing to him until he finds the next. the one with the love of his life inside.

his features soften as he looks at y/n’s sleeping body. her arm was wrapped up with a few bandages on her face. she looked oddly peaceful, which scared buck. however, the calm beeping of the machine helped him slow down. he walked further in to see athena sitting across from the bed. he walked up to y/n and saw her eyes lightly fluttering in her sleep. he sat down on the bed next to her, grabbing her hand and kissing it lightly.

“the doctor said she’s going to be perfectly fine,” athena reassures him. “she’s just sleeping now. she’ll be going home tomorrow.”

buck let out a breath that had been weighing his shoulders down. he looks at his girlfriends fragile form and observes the injuries to her face. he runs his fingers over a few of the cuts and bruises, but he finds comfort in knowing that they’ll heal. when athena mentions that she’ll be home, he smiles a bit. he knows that she’ll come home to her, and he swears there is no better feeling. “i’m just… i’m really happy she’s ok,” he looks over to athena. “thank you.”

she nods lightly before saying, “she’s a real fighter, wasn’t going to let that guy take her down with him.”

“this was so dangerous. give me five minutes with this guy.”

“buck, you know you’re the most reckless person i know. you two will be a good match, protecting each other.”

the night rolls into the hospital, breaking the day and releasing the moon. outside had become darker, and athena and bobby had been watching buck gently handle y/n. she had woken up for a bit, and had been talking to buck and had a bright smile on her face. bucks was almost identical out of relief and happiness.

the couple had been watching buck all night. they’d never seen him so in love with someone. they knew they were perfect together and that she was the center of his universe. buck needed her, and she saved him and pulled him out of some of his lowest times. it reminded them of themselves. athena saved bobby, and y/n was doing the same to buck.

“you got the guy, right?”

“of course we did, thanks to you and that little knife,” athena says.

“how did they let you all in? it’s not visiting hours, is it?”

“oh you know,” buck starts. “just told them a white lie.”

they all know that they aren’t engaged, but there’s no use in pretending that it won’t be a reality in time. at the end of the day, buck knows he told the truth to that nurse.

“i told them i was an uncle, but i think i could’ve gotten away with brother, no?”

“oh, bobby, bless your soul,” athena laughs, placing a loving hand on bobby’s shoulder. “you should get some more rest, you’ll be back in no time, sweetie.” the pair leaves, and y/n and buck remain in the room.

“go back to sleep, baby,” buck says, planting a kiss on her cheek. “i’m not going anywhere, i don’t know what i’d do without you. you bring out the best in me.”

“i love you, too, buck. so much,” she says and he places his hands on the sides of her face. holding her hand throughout the night, she dozes back off. a safe sleep, because buck is always there next to her.

#911 #911onfox #bobby nash #eddie diaz #evan buckley #evan buckley fanfic #athena grant #evan buck buckley x reader #evan buckley x reader #henrietta wilson #911 chimney #howie han #maddie buckley

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stupidrant · 3 months

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My Headcanons of gow (2018+Ragnarok) characters sun signs and birthstones bc why not?

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Kratos - ironically an aries + diamond birthstone (april)

atreus - pisces + aquamarine birthstone (march)

freya+freyr - taurus + emerald birthstone (may)

angrboda - sagittarius + citrine birthstone (november)

Laufey - libra + opal birthstone (october)

gryla - scorpio + citrine birthstone (november)

baldur - gemini + pearl birthstone (june)

thor - leo + ruby birthstone (july)

Thrud - virgo (or leo) + peridot birthstone (august)

sif - virgo + sapphire birthstone (september)

Skjoldr - cancer + pearl birthstone (june)

Odin - either the worst l30 youve ever met or a fucked up sc0rpi0 ruby birthstone or yellow topaz birthstone 😐

Heimdall - aquarius + amethyst birthstone (February)

Brok - aries LOL + aquamarine birthstone (march)

sindri - cancer + ruby birthstone (july)

lunda - sagittarius + tanzanite birthstone (december)

tyr - libra + pink tourmaline birthstone (october)

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niseag-arts · 3 months

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you've been showing me your admech OCs, do you want to know about mine?

I don't have art for all of them yet, but I can give you a summary :D some are a bit weird (ahum, artemis.) and more are coming because appearently i cannot stop making new OCs.

here we go! Artemis Unit B-20-A: Pronouns: they/them or it/its. (Artemis thinks gender is a trait of the flesh and they want nothing of it) Young tech priest from forgeworld Repleator, and a member of the ordo biologis. Artemis is vat grown and does not know who their relatives are, but has been adopted into the Mechanicus young and ultimately feels some form of familial relationship to the entire organisation. Artemis is diligent and does not have many hobbies, because they spend so much time working. Eventually, Artemis learns that while in-vat they have absorbed the machine spirit of the vat they were grown in, and this gives them an extraordinarily strong connection to the machine god. They have the ability to influence machines around them, and mold them to their will. (Disclaimer: this bit is because of weird shennanigans that happened in the roleplaying system he was introduced into) Artemis wears red instead of Repleators standard green because of this as well.

Skylax Q11.20 Pronouns: any (skylax does not know their gender, and doesn't really care) Skylax is a cyber mastiff handler, raised in the mechanicus and in service of the inquisition. they do not know who they are beyond that because they were recently mindcleansed. their records state that they were to be killed, but their mastiff, Seven, refused a different handler for so long the inquisition decided to mindwipe its existing handler rather than try and reprogram the mastiff. Skylax is surprisingly okay with this all, having accepted this reality as a chance at a new life.

Vinci L30 (art is very WIP) Pronouns: he/they Young Pteraxius Sterilysor currently in service of an explorator fleet. Employed as pest control on the ship, flapping around to places that are hard to reach for others. He has seen his fair share of war, and thinks this job is a welcome change of pace. He likes to make little paintings on bits of scrap canvas, particularly landscapes. He will make pictures of the home planets of his fellows based on their descriptions and then give them those.

Lexmechanic Cal (art is a doodle...) pronouns: they/them self insert OC: tech priest linguist. exact background still to be determined.

#admech #admech oc #oc #wh40k #art

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race-week · 6 months

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US GP Expected Tyre Strategies

Medium - Hard - Medium

(Pit 1: L14-L19, Pit 2: L35-L42)

Medium - Hard - Hard

(Pit 1: L12-L17, Pit 2: L30-L38)

Medium - Hard - Soft

(Pit 1: L14-L19, Pit 2: L40-L46)

Medium - Hard

(Pit: L20-L26)

Most drivers starting in the top 10 will likely do a variation of Medium - Hard - Medium, whilst the McLaren’s, Zhou, Hulkenberg and Ricciardo will likely have to do Medium - Hard - Hard.

Someone lower down the grid may risk the one stop.

The Aston Martins are in a weird position with tyres.

#f1

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percyaugod · 6 months

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ROTTMNT: Donbot AU

AU where Donnie's old robotic backups for when he and his brothers die is still back at the destroyed lair. Most of them were damaged or destroyed in the Shredder attack. Donnie decides it's best to just abandon them and start over. Only taking some of the smaller pieces to use as scrap.

Cue months later. Donnie falls in battle, probably protecting one of his siblings. As he programmed it all memories are sent to the backup to be activated after someone's untimely demise. The new backups he was working on with Casey Jr aren't finished. Donnie is transferred to his old backup.

While his was the least damaged, it was still very much damaged. One arm was crushed and completely useless from falling debris that also left dents and craters throughout the body. The metal casing melted and warped from the heat of the fire. Delicate wiring is frayed and exposed.

When Don n°13 activates it can't see. Its visor that's supposed to relay visual input is cracked, only showing partial and corrupted images. For some reason it can't seem to process where it is or what happened. Something bad happened, it knows that, it's just not sure what.

It is… home? That statement feels both correct and incorrect. How is that even possible? Maybe because something seems missing? Something, no someone, is supposed to be here. Multiple someones. But it can't remember who.

It misses them. It doesn't like being alone.

It waits for… hours? Days? It's not sure, but it feels like a lifetime. Then again it just activated so technically it is a lifetime? That thought makes it sad. It doesn't like being sad. Or alone.

It wants the someones. It's not sure if it should wait more or not. The someones might come back but what if they don't? Maybe they are looking for it but don't know where it is? Yeah. If it went missing they are looking for it. This it knows for sure.

Maybe it would be easier if it looked for them too? They could find each other and it wouldn't be alone anymore. Then once together it can go home. Then maybe things would make sense again.

It tries to stand but falls hard on its front. Oh no. It doesn't know how to stand. Or probably walk for that matter. This is going to be a lot harder than it initially thought.

It spends so much more time just trying to stand than it wants to, but it stands, using a severely deformed metal stick it was able to glance through its glitching vision. Only to nearly trip over rubble as it took its first step. In its defense, it couldn't… see… it. Revaluating the situation it seems the problem isn't the ability to stand and walk, but the disadvantage of its vision causing it problems.

New objective: Find a replacement visor to make repairs.

Surprisingly, finding another is an easy task. The pieces of the other backups are still in the activation chamber. Parts from the L30 model would work best with its similar size and structure but it looks like that isn't an option. More of the same rubble that crushed its arm seems to have crushed L30's head. L30's arm on the other hand…

It can almost hear obnoxious laughter at the unintentional joke and it feels annoyed… and more lonely.

It looks at the other two backups. Mik37 and Ra94. Both heads are intact and the visor should be functional. Ra94's visor, as its size in general, is large and cumbersome and would probably get in the way. Mik37's though is small and compact and would be a far better mat-

Small round eyes look up from behind a piece of paper. He's holding up a detailed painting of a Galaxy and smiles hopefully. I hear myself say something but I can't understand what. His eyes light up brighter than any star. I want to protect that look no matter what.

… On second thought, Ra94's visor would probably offer more protection since it's overall built for durability. And the larger size could fit more upgrades.

It takes a while but it's able to make repairs. Luckily its creator was thoughtful enough to give it built-in tools in its back compartment to work with. Maybe it was supposed to fix things, maybe that's why it was created? To assist and better the lives of the someones through fixing and creating? It hopes so. It likes fixing things. Even if it's not maybe the someones will kind enough to let it.

Objective: Find replacement visor to make repairs- Completed✓

Returning to main objective- Main objective: Find Someones.

While the visor is big as it predicted it's not bothering it nearly as much as L30's arm. While extremely similar in size and shape the coloring is completely different. It doesn't know why but the asymmetry is extremely upsetting! It needs to cover it up. It searches the destroyed lair for anything to cover it. There's, not a lot here. Seriously, what happened here? Yet another question to ask the someones, great.

After endless searching through the rubble, under a particularly large pile of small rocks and metal, was a dirty purple hoodie. It's honestly absolutely filthy but it's big enough to fit Donn°13 and then some. It hangs loose and easily covers its arms. It thinks it really likes the color purple.

Now he just needs better parts for repairs.

The turtles are on patrol and see some guy trying to rob a place, been there and done that. Of course, Leo, trying to pretend everything is fine and his twin isn't dead, goes in guns blazing. Knocks the guy flat on his face, grabs the stuff, starts to gloat, etc.

Then he notices the hoodie. The very familiar hoodie with several stains that Leo himself caused. The hoodie that was lost in their lair, their old home, and this guy had the gal to go walking around like he owned the place. So of course Leo demand answers. Only to be sent flying.

Don n°13 is being actively attacked and self-defense protocols have been engaged.

All It could really process is that it's being attacked. While actively defending itself it doesn't have the time to diverge resources to identify the would-be attacker. Attackers when the others come to defend Leo. They just lost one brother, they're not risking losing another.

The only thing keeping it from doing more major attacks is they're likely to draw unwanted attention and would be draining its battery. Which could put it at a disadvantage if it powers down while fighting. Raph and Leo are fighting for their lives and Mikey is just, frozen. That's Donnie's hoodie. They thought that was lost with the rest of the lair. That's Donnie's and if this keeps up it's going to be destroyed, just like… He's got to get it back.

The other three are so caught up in the fight they don't notice Mikey creeping up behind Don n°13. Not until Mikey grabs the edge of the hood and it whips around to face the new threat.

Except, it's not a new threat. It's the orange someone from the… file? Memory? That doesn't matter! It found one of the someones! I finally found you! Do you have any idea he long I've been looking? Neither do I! I'm not very good at keeping track of the passage of time.

It stops when it notices the someone wincing. Are they in pain? Wait. Were they one of the ones it was fighting? Oh no. It was just a misunderstanding I swear!

Then it hears it. When it tries to talk all that comes out is a horrible, garbled static. Its voice box is busted. It never thought to check it. It never needed to there was no one to talk to before now.

This is awful. It messed up and attacked the someones and now it can't even apologize. They're still holding onto the hoodie weakly tugging at it. Do they want it? Maybe if it gives them the hoodie they'll realize it's sorry?

It quickly slips off the hoodie and hands it to the orange someone. They look at it and start… crying? No no no no. This wasn't what it wanted at all! It wanted to make them happy not sad! Why are emotions so complicated!?

It completely forgot about the other two until it heard an almost painful intake of breath. Turning around showed similar faces of pain and sorrow, the red someone also crying. What did it do wrong?

It would be so painful. At first, none of them were sure what it was even supposed to be. They want to hope that it somehow is Donnie but it still attacked them. Is it some project that Donnie tried to scrap because it got out of control, is that why it looks so awful? Donnie probably would have had a reason to. Maybe they should just destroy it?… No. They can't do that. There's so little left of Donnie as is.

They decide to take it back to the lair. Let Casey Jr and Shelldon take a look at it. Maybe they know what it is or what it's meant to be used for. Raph leads the way while holding a still sobbing Mikey and Leo watches it from behind to make sure it doesn't try anything.

As soon as they enter the lair they hear the system say, "Donatello back up designation: Don n°13 active and recognized. Lifting lab lockdown. Welcome back, Sir." Everyone slowly turns to the equally confused robot.

Just as they're about to start asking questions Casey Jr runs straight into it. "Why didn't you tell me there was an operational backup!? I thought the incomplete project was the only one! I thought you were gone! I thought that I lost you again!" It doesn't respond. Just stares back and blinks slowly.

Fear starts to cross Casey Jr's face as he starts to really look at the robot. "Oh pizza supreme. There's so much damage. How is it even active? Donnie? Are you in there?" It doesn't answer for it doesn't know.

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt au #rise donnie #rise leo #rottmnt casey jr #casey jr #rise mikey #rise casey jr #Donbot AU

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