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Heal Me, Hold Me, Make Me, Know Me Chapter 5 Part 1

Hello, my lovely fans! I know it's been almost 2 months since I last touched this fic. I needed to give my brain a break before I dived into a more difficult portion of the story. Anyway, Chapter 5 is the second half of the month of July. You can read the first 4 chapters on AO3 HERE.

The courtroom chatter fell into a hush as the bailiff stood in front of the bench. She gave a stern look as she swerved her gaze across the sea of observers. Justin cowered further down into his seat at the very back near the door. Brian reached over and took his hand in his own. With a squeeze, he quietly reassured the younger man that he was safe.

“All rise for the Honorable Judge Hawkins.”

Justin looked at Brian, who shrugged. The two then half-stood and didn’t even address the judge personally. Brian could tell Justin was trying his best not to have a panic attack right there in front of everyone. So, he moved his hand from Justin’s and up the man’s neck with a gentle squeeze.

This was the moment of reckoning. They were about to hear the judge’s decision regarding punishment for Chris Hobbs, Tony Calvert, and Sam O’Neil. Brian didn’t know if he was excited or terrified, or both. But throughout the trial, he’d been observing Judge Hawkins, and he got the feeling that the man wasn’t too keen on the LGBT community. Brian knew Justin needed to listen to the verdict for himself in order to believe it, but Brian wished he didn’t so they wouldn’t have to be here.

“After reviewing the facts of the case, I can see no other way forward than to hand down the following ruling. If Hobbs, Calvert, and O’Neil could all rise,” the judge cleared his throat and waited for the men to stand.

Brian watched the judge’s body language, and even before his next words, he knew they were going to get off. He held his breath and tightly grabbed Justin’s hand.

“You three young men clearly regret your actions on that night back in April. It was an unfortunate event that resulted from a few too many drinks and being accosted unnecessarily by a young man of the gay persuasion. Being as Mr. O’Neil owns an upstanding business and has never been in trouble before I am inclined to hand down a sentencing of 6 months probation and 500 hours of community service. As for Hobbs and Calvert, your boss, the Mayor, has vouched for you in his testimony. Therefore, I see no reason to give you more than 500 hours of community service.”

At that, the judge turned his eyes toward Brian and Justin’s position in the back of the courtroom. He didn’t say anything more, but Brian could see the disdain in his eyes. He could also feel Justin’s grip on him increase as if it would hold him down to earth.

“NO! Justin almost died!” Debbie suddenly stood up and screamed at the judge. “THEY TRIED TO MURDER HIM!”

Justin turned to Brian, tears in his eyes. His words were barely audible, “Can we just go?”

The two of them didn’t say a word as Brian gently led Justin out of the courthouse and to his Jeep. The plan had initially been for Justin to spend his day with Emmett while Brian returned to work after the verdict, but considering Justin could barely breathe, he knew this was going to be different. Brian didn’t waste any energy worrying if his next words were the right move or not.

“Why don’t you come spend the day with me at my office?” Brian reached across the console as he drove and placed his hand in Justin’s.

Justin didn’t respond, but Brian figured as long as he wasn’t arguing they were in the clear. As they drove across town, Brian worried about what this verdict would do to the small steps Justin had made recently with his trust in others and his ability to be out in public. Justin had mentioned to him recently that he felt the attackers would get off, but Brian knew Justin was just trying to pretend as though the worst wouldn’t bother him. Considering the young man was currently curled on himself, leaning against the Jeep window, and refusing to acknowledge Brian, he knew they were in for an extremely rough road ahead.

Sure enough, they got to Brian’s office and Justin refused to get out of the Jeep. Brian didn’t push. Instead, he sat silently, waiting for Justin to give him direction on what he wanted. But, after ten minutes, the young man was still leaning against the car door, refusing to speak or even recognize Brian was waiting for him.

“Justin,” Brian whispered, trying his best to keep the frustration out of his voice. “I have a meeting with one of our biggest clients in about 15 minutes. I figured you could wait in my office, but that requires leaving the Jeep.”

“Fuck off,” Justin muttered, not even lifting his head from where it rested on the glass.

Brian knew the kid was just trying to work through all his emotions surrounding what they’d just witnessed, but it didn’t stop his temper from flaring momentarily.

“Fine. Sit out here. I’ve got a job I need to get to anyway. You know, to pay for the shit you benefit from?” Brian turned off the Jeep and jumped out of the vehicle. Then having a momentary change of heart, added, “If you change your mind, our offices are on the third floor.”

Brian then slammed his door and left Justin to himself. He would come and check on him after his meeting with Remson. Today was not going well at all. Brian knew his making partner didn’t prevent Vance from putting him on notice if he fucked up this meeting with the client. Brian had no idea what the pharmaceutical company wanted from the firm for their latest campaign, but he was sure it would take every creative bone in his body to make it happen. Remson was one of Vanguard’s biggest clients, and Vance had a personal stake in ensuring they were always happy, which was sometimes extremely difficult.

Brian approached his office and was greeted by Cynthia, who handed him a few pink slips indicating people who had called while he was out.

“Brown Athletics called, asking when they were going to get the mockup for their new campaign. Leo made sure to emphasize that he could easily go back to their old marketing firm at the snap of a finger.” Cynthia relayed, “As if you aren’t aware of the volatility of certain clients.”

Brian simply nodded, acknowledging that he had heard her. “Anything else?”

“Yes, Michael called multiple times but said he’d catch you later. And your mother called, but I told her that you’d call her back when hell froze over.”

Brian smiled at his assistant, “Cyn, what would I do without you?”

“Get fired.” Cynthia shrugged with a smirk and went back to her desk. Brian was almost fully in his office when she added, “Oh, and Gardner wants to see you.”

“Fuck.” Brian muttered under his breath, not sure what his partner could possibly want from him moments before they’d be in a meeting together.

Brian turned back around and headed down the hall toward Gardner’s office. His assistant let him through without a fuss. The man was on the phone when Brian first opened the door, but he lifted his hand up and motioned for Brian to enter and close the door behind him. Brian tried to wrack his brain for any kind of misstep he could’ve taken in the last few months, but he came up empty. He’d gone out of his way recently to travel for a client and spent longer hours at the office to ensure all their current clients’ campaigns continued without any hiccups. All of this despite wanting to be home with Justin, helping him to recover.

Gardner hung up the phone and gave Brian a tight-lipped smile. “Kinney. Do you know why I’ve asked you here today?”

Brian raised his eyebrows and frowned, “Not a clue, Vance. What’s up?”

“What’s up is you’re just now coming into the office, and it’s almost noon. We have a very important meeting with Remson in a few moments, and I’ve heard nothing from you about how prepared we are. Finally, you seem to feel that being a partner means you can do as you please.”

Brian’s blood started to boil. All of these issues were easily explained away without Vance trying to humiliate him.

“Because we are both partners at this firm, I’m going to let this behavior slide this time. But, in the future, Vance,” Brian made sure to emphasize his name, “I’d appreciate it if you only bother me if my work is actually suffering. Don’t worry about Remson unless this meeting today concludes with them unhappy. It’s my account. Let me handle it without you breathing down my neck.”

Brian took a deep breath and stood up, “As for today, I told you last week I wouldn’t be in until late today because it was the day I needed to be in court for the sentencing. You know, the assholes who almost killed my…” Brian paused, not sure what word to use for Justin, “My partner.” He finished a lump in his throat.

Gardner gave him a look that teetered between annoyance and disdain for everything Brian had just said.

“Regardless, a court case is not a valid reason to miss work.” Vance was clearly trying to teach Brian something, a lesson that was unnecessary.

“I never take time off, so consider it sick leave,” Brian stated before he stalked out of Gardner Vance’s office. He wasn’t going to let the man walk all over him. There was no harm in what Brian had done today, none at all. Vance was just trying to assert his dominance now that he and Brian were equals.

Brian made it back to his office with just enough time to grab his notes for Remson and then turn back around to head toward the conference room. He didn’t even have time to stop and release his pressure valve with Cynthia. So, instead, he angrily swept his arm across his desk, scattering everything to the floor. It helped, and without a second glance, he left the mess as an after-this-meeting kind of problem.

The meeting with Remson went as well as Brian could’ve hoped. They were intent on doing a rebranding for one of their erectile dysfunction drugs. Brian already had a few ideas in mind by the time they adjourned until their next meeting the following week. He felt that Remson left pretty happy, or at least as happy as they could be, considering Brian isn’t a mind reader and couldn’t have possibly come to the initial planning meeting with idea mockups. But, one look toward Vance and he knew the man wasn’t happy. Fuck him.

Brian pinched the bridge of his nose as the Remson representatives left the room. He knew Vance had some choice words to say, and Brian really wasn’t in the mood, but he also wasn’t in the mood to rock the boat any more than it already was.

“Good job keeping the client mullified today,” Vance stated before walking out of the room without another word.

Brian stood there in confusion. Vance had given him a look that would kill not five minutes ago, and now he was praising him. The fuck?! Brian desperately needed a drink, but he still had at least seven hours of work left in his day to make up for the time he missed this morning. So, instead, he trudged back to his office, slumped behind his desk, and closed his eyes in the hopes of fighting off a migraine that was tickling at the edges of his brain.

A moment later, Cynthia came in, dimmed his lights, and handed him a glass of water with a couple of migraine pills.

“Here, something tells me today has been shit already, and it’s only 12:30.” Cynthia accompanies her kindness with words of understanding. “I mean, you didn’t even notice the young man sleeping on your couch when you came in.”

She motioned behind her, and Brian looked over. Sure enough, there on his couch was the rumpled, sleeping form of Justin. He bit back the smile that wanted to cross his face at the knowledge that Justin didn’t completely hate him.

“When…” Brian started before pausing, unable to find the right words.

“A minute after you trashed your office and went to the Remson meeting. He straightened things up for you, by the way. Even though I told him to leave it.” Cynthia gave Brian a knowing look.

“Don’t,” Brian warned.

“I’m just saying. It’s obvious you care about him. So, why are you busting your ass here every night instead of being with him?”

“Because,” Brian sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose again, “If I don’t bust my ass, Vance will find some reason to fire me. I can’t lose my job.”

“You’re a partner here. Fuck him.” Cynthia smirked at her slight joke.

“Which means I have to work twice as hard, not less.” Brian bit his lip, “Thanks for letting him into my office.”

#queer as folk #brian kinney #justin taylor #brian x justin #fanfiction #alternate universe #asexual spectrum representation

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gladiatorofthevoid · 10 months

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Moments: Rise One-Shots

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Based on the Rise August Challenge by @sariphantom Thank you for Hosting this Challenge.

Mad Dogs: Draxum ponders over why his creations would use the term “Mad Dogs” to identify themselves. He sees why. (BAMF Turtle Brothers, Draxum trying his best)

Disaster Twins: Donnie and Leo like to show their love through gifts. (Fluff, Angst, Gifts)

Dr. Delicate Touch: How did Mikey become Dr. Delicate Touch. (Turtle Tots)

Yokai: Donnie and his brother weren’t humans. So, he was excited to discover that there was a whole city of people like them. Except that it turns out they aren’t Yokai either.

Mayhem: Agent 64 knows that their mission is over. That the council would want them back to continue their work elsewhere. So, they gave themselves a new mission: to spy and report on human activity.

Cassandra Jones: Cassandra Jones had loved the Foot Clan, the Clan just hadn’t loved her back.

Senor Hueso: The hidden city was aware of the invasion but didn’t know how it ended. Senor Hueso finds out when the turtles come to eat.

Big Mama: Leo is trapped with Raph by Big Mama (Whump)

Kimono: Ralph wears a kimono; it feels strangely right.

Pizza: Mikey tries to make pizza from scratch. It... doesn't really work out.

April O’Neil: It’s hard to believe that April is human sometimes, even she sometimes questions it. (BAMF April)

Cassy Jr.: Cassy Jr has a panic attack. Raph helps. (Angst)

Cannonball: Cannonball Day ends with Mikey having his arm in a cast. (Hurt/Comfort, Broken Bones)

Purple Dragons: Donnie was not happy that the Purple Dragons had made him almost destroy his brothers. But they were fine in the end, so no harm, no foul. That didn't mean they weren’t still on thin ice with him, then they decided to do the incredibly stupid thing of risking his son’s AI’s life. They weren't going to know what hit them.

Invention: Donnie has never been the safest in his lab. He regrets that now more than ever, as his newest invention begins to malfunction.

Hidden City: The Hidden City is a weird place. so, when something weirder comes along they notice it. And rumors are a thing no matter where you live.

Warren Stone: Warren Stone is not the most intimidating figure, but he'll be damned if the relaxing date he had planned for him and his boyfriend was to be interrupted by anything.

Lou Jitsu: Splinter finds an old Lou Jitsu Movie, and he takes it home. He never meant for his boys to find it. (Fluff, Angst, Tots)

Snow Day: Mikey isn't the best at dealing with low temperatures. His brothers must deal with the aftermath. (Hurt/Comfort, Whump)

Sleepover: Everyone needs some comfort after the invasion, and since Leo can't be moved from the Med Bay, they'll have to make do. (Hurt/Comfort)

Mrs. Cuddles: How did Raph become afraid of Mrs. Cuddles?

Hypno: It turns out that Leo and Hypno have a lot in common. So, when they're not trying to beat the living daylights out of each other, they have a lot to talk about.

Turtle Tots: Turtle brothers have always been trouble magnets, which hadn't been great when they were younger. There was a reason Donnie invented his battle shell.

Rise: The Hamato children remember what it was like when they awoke their Ninpo.

@nickelodeon please bring back Rise!

#rise august art challenge #save rottmnt #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #save rise of the tmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise tmnt #Rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #Unpause Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles #rottmnt #tmnt fic #fanfic #angst #fluff #turtle tots

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rewritethisstxry · 10 months

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Hello and welcome to my mixed mosh little corner of tumblr. Here I write for a variety of fandoms and characters. Primarily will be featuring drabbles with the occasional longer piece. Headcanons will feature from time to time.

At the time I do NOT consent for my work to be translated or posted anywhere else.

Below you will find some more information on who and what I write.

MINORS DNI. Due to the nature of potential content, only 18 and older are allowed.

Characters || Rules || Masterlist || Slasher/horror writing blog : @slxsherwriter

What I will write:

Angst

Fluff

Smut

Platonic relationships

Alpha/Omega dynamics

What I won’t write:

Snuff

Rape, rape play, non con

Underage

Inc*st

Real person fic

Marvel: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Alexei Shostakov, Peter Parker, Victor Creed, Deacon Frost, Peter Quinn, Frank Castle, Matt Murdock, Foggy Nelson, Bruce Banner, Brock Rumlow, Nathan Summers, Eddie Brock, Cletus Kasady, Otto Octavius

DC Universe: Bruce Wayne, Harvey Bullock, Jim Gordon, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Jonathan Crane, Clark Kent, Arthur Curry

Stranger Things: James Hopper, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers

Stargate Atlantis: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Ronan Dex, Carson Beckett

Sons of Anarchy: Jackson “Jax” Teller, Harry “Opie” Winston, Filip “Chibs” Telford, Juan Carlos “Juice” Ortiz, Lincoln Potter, Galen O'Shay

The Walking Dead: Rick Grimes, Shane Walsh, Negan Smith

What We Do in the Shadows: Nandor the Relentless, Guillermo de la Cruz, Laszlo Cravensworth

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield

Ted Lasso: Ted Lasso, Coach Beard, Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent

Good Omens: Gabriel, Aziraphale, Crowley

Video Games: Connor RK800, CaptainJonathan Price, Simon Ghost Riley, Sniper

Movies: Finn Brody (Godzilla), Raleigh Becket (Pacific Rim), Terry Malone (Black and Blue), Abe Guevara (Point Blank), Bobby O’Neill (The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard), Guy Clifton (The Crash), Roy Pulver (Boss Level), Sloan (Into the Ashes) Braxton Wolff (The Accountant), Ethan Sawyer (Those Who Wish Me Dead), Bradley James (Grudge Match), Sam Rossi (Sweet Virginia), Mr. McCarthy (Me, Earl, and the Dying Girl), Grady Travis (Fury), Griff (Baby Driver), Adam Frawley (The Town), Buddy (Baby Driver), Clyde Brenek (The Posession), Patrick Sullivan (The Accidental Husband), Harvey Russell (Rampage), Jude Fisher (Peace, Love, and Misunderstanding), Luke Vaughn (Heist), Franklin Clay (The Losers), Max (The Resident), Nicomund the Red/Santa Claus (Violent Night), Doug Dennison (Sleepless), Frank Masters (The Equalizer), Hellboy (2019), Alex Baldr (Max Payne), Matt Graver (Sicario), Douglas Hunsiker (The Rise of the Planet of the Apes), Steve Emmett (Boa vs Python), Joe Braven (Braven), Lee Christmas (The Expendables), Deckard Shaw (Fast & Furious)

Musicals: Jack Kelly (Newsies), Dewey Finn (School of Rock), Hades (Hadestown)

Tv shows: Ike Evans (Magic City), Jason Crouse (The Good Wife), John Winchester (Supernatural), Mason Baldwin (Elementary), Colton Fisk (The Equalizer), Kevin Tidwell (Life), Declan Murphy (Law & Order: SVU), Eugene McGillicutty (Royal Pains), Chuck Martin (ER), Dickie Flood (Th Practice), Malcolm Bright (Prodigal Son)

Tolkien: Boromir, Faramir, Eomer

#fandom imagines #fandom writing #dc comics #marvel #sons of anarchy #lord of the rings #what we do in the shadows #pacific rim #resident evil #Ted lasso #walking dead #stranger things #good omens #obscure characters #obscure writings

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its-to-the-death · 1 year

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Glasses Swag Tournament Preliminary Round #8

Only one of these characters will make it into the bracket so vote for your favorite!

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xxblackballoonxx · 2 years

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Electric: Chapter 19

Modern John Shelby AU

This fic is being posted simultaneously on FanFiction.net and Ao3. Classy smut warning beginning with Chapter 5.

Thank you all for the birthday wishes! 🎉

Per a few requests, I'm starting a tag list. If you'd like to be included, please comment on a post.

And now, back to our favorite modern John Shelby.

Chapter 18 J&Gem Chats 16 Chapter 20

Electric Masterlist

Electric

Chapter 19: Game On

John sat in his office, copying over numbers from a ledger on his right to a clean ledger on his left. They’d been busier than the office could handle for months, and this often left him cleaning up other people’s mistakes. Which also often left him irritated.

“John?” A voice from the partly opened door came across the room.

“Come in, Lizzie.” John replied without looking up.

“John, this is Gemma O’Neill. The new assistant we’ve hired for you?” Lizzie spoke again, wary of John’s temper lately.

John looked up and dropped his pencil in surprise. Before him was a beautiful girl, eyes locking with his as he stood and adjusted his jacket. He felt suddenly and extremely interested in doing any kind of work with this new assistant. No matter how boring or tedious.

“Mr. Shelby, lovely to meet you.” Gemma said with a smile that spoke volumes to him.

“John, please. Nice to meet you as well, Ms. O’Neill. Welcome to the Shelby Company.” John replied, taking her hand in his.

It felt like electricity was running through his veins as their skin touched. He watched her search his eyes to confirm he’d felt it too, giving a small smile in return.

“Please, call me Gemma.”

Lizzie walked out the door, closing it softly, leaving the two standing in John’s office. Lizzie had caught enough of the interaction to know that she was no longer on the short list of who John Shelby may show interest in next.

Weeks passed as Gemma and John worked together to catch up on the books and devise a cleaner system for taking bets. He found himself enamored with the way she laughed, the way she looked up at him when he stood behind her chair, her hand resting gently on his arm as they spoke. For the first time since Martha had passed, he felt something, anything, for another woman.

The two sat alone in his office one night after a record day at the races. John ushered out the rest of the staff so they could count the take and not get distracted. Except the tension between them was running higher than ever and it seemed like every moment together was an opportunity to push things a little further. He’d wrapped his arm around her waist for a moment earlier, as she poured him tea, refreshing the lukewarm cup in front of him. The second his hand touched her body, she gave into him, leaning slightly further against his chest. From the look she gave him, he knew he was in.

“For Christ’s sake.” Gemma muttered as she dropped a stack of coins on the floor.

John watched as she knelt down and picked up the coins one by one. He stood and walked in front of her. Gemma looked up to find him standing over her, gray blue eyes flashing with something she didn’t quite understand, but the desire she was feeling only went higher.

“Make sure to recount those.” John said gruffly.

“I will, Mr. Shelby. I mean, John. I’ll make sure to recount them.” Gemma replied.

John caught the smallest of smirks on her face and bit back his own. There was a game going on now between them, she’d caught on. He held out his hand for hers and helped her up off the floor, watching as she placed the last of the fallen coins back on his desk. Gemma went to sit back down and he took her other hand, walking her gently back against the wall.

He could feel her chest falling and rising with every breath, picking up a little more each time. Her hands were warm and small in his, and the feeling of holding a woman’s hand again nearly made him keel over. He’d missed this. But was it right to take a chance again, so soon? And not to mention, with his assistant?

Gemma watched as his eyes flicked through a thousand thoughts, and she tightened her grip on his hands in response. She looked up at him directly, daring him without words to do something about what had been between them since the moment they met.

Before she could form another thought, John kissed her, holding her hands above her head. His lips trailed across her cheek and then down to her neck, as he released one of her hands to hold her firmly against him, arm around her waist. She lost track of time as he lost himself in her, the smell of her perfume, and spark that flickered with every touch of her skin to his.

John woke suddenly, sitting straight up in bed. His heart was pounding and he took a deep breath, running his hands through his hair.

“John?” Gemma mumbled, reaching out to touch his side.

“It’s alright, love. Go back to sleep, just a strange dream.” John replied quietly, putting his hand over hers.

Gemma lay still for a moment and then sat up behind him, sliding her other arm around his neck. He could feel her mouth against his shoulder blade, her fingers gently rubbing against his upper chest.

“What was the dream?” Gemma asked.

“It was a different time period, early ’20s, maybe? And my family business was gambling. You came to work for me, that’s how we met. And you had an Irish accent.” John replied with a small smile, thinking about the kiss in the dream.

“That tracks. My grandparents did come over from Ireland as little kids around that time, different universe and I could’ve been born in Ireland myself.” Gemma replied.

“You looked fit as fuck in your little secretary outfit.” John commented, picking up her hand and kissing the back of it.

“Oh? And did you do something about it? Mr. Shelby?”

“I did, yeah. It was quite scandalous for the time, making out in my office.”

Gemma laughed and John smiled again at the sound of her voice. Still, Gemma could feel that it wasn’t the full story. It was the tension in his shoulders and the way he held her hands to his body, needing her touch.

“It’s only just past six. Let’s go back to sleep, baby.” Gemma whispered in John’s ear.

He nodded and let Gemma pull him back into her, resting his head against her shoulder as she pulled the blankets up over them both. She turned into him, hand on his back, and he closed his eyes. Gemma waited for his breath to slow before falling back to sleep herself.

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“Carolyn, are you excited for this evening?” Gemma asked.

John, Gemma, and Anna had joined Finn and Carolyn for lunch at a small pub not far from the Gibson. Carolyn had come in the night before, and Finn, at Gemma and John’s subtle suggestion, had gotten Carolyn her own room. Not that either Gemma or John expected them to actually stay separately the entire weekend, but they were young and Carolyn was coming to a major family event. Some private space was a necessity.

“I am, yes. A bit nervous, too. Finn said it’s a big crowd tonight, plus the whole family there.” Carolyn replied, smiling as she watched Finn and John chat about something unrelated.

“Why don’t I get ready a little early and I’ll stop by your room for awhile before we head over to the Eden. Say around six?”

“That would be great.” Carolyn said with relief.

“I can come by as well, too. Make it a little girl’s only party before the men take over?” Anna responded.

Carolyn laughed and nodded, shooting a grateful smile to Gemma. John, who had been half listening to the girls’ conversation, squeezed Gemma’s knee under the table. She ran her fingers over his in return, and couldn’t help but smile at the unspoken conversation of their own.

A few hours later, Gemma sat in her robe on the sofa in their suite, doing her makeup. John was pretending to flip through his phone, keeping himself busy, but his looks didn’t go unnoticed.

“J, I can feel you watching me.” Gemma said with a laugh.

“What can I say, I like to spend my time watching my pretty girlfriend. Is that a crime?” John replied with mock indignation.

“No crime that I can see.” Gemma responded.

She finished her mascara and looked up to see John still watching her but also lost in thought. He was spinning the signet ring around on his finger, over and over. A sure sign that beyond the surface, something was bothering him. She set down her makeup bag and walked over to the chair he was sitting in, settling herself on his knee.

“What’s going on, John? I can see all the thoughts spinning around behind those blue eyes of yours.” Gemma said softly, putting a hand to his face.

“It’s nothing.” He responded.

“Did something else happen in that dream this morning? Besides us being naughty and making out in your ‘20s gangster office?”

John gave a small smile at the suggestion and then shook his head, but he wouldn’t look back up.

“It’s ok to tell me, J.”

Gemma gently pulled John’s head up, forcing him to look at her. It amazed him every time that Gemma could read what was going on with him, could see it in his eyes and feel it when she touched him.

After what seemed like an hour, John finally pulled back from Gemma. It felt like his body was on fire, the searing heat from their kiss was flowing through him. Gemma’s cheeks were flushed and her hand was still resting on his hip, fingers burning through his clothes.

“It’s, um, it’s getting late. Can I walk you home?” John finally got out, his voice hoarse.

Gemma smiled and nodded, gathering her coat from the rack, letting John hold it out so she could slip her arms into the sleeves. He pulled on his cap, angled to the side in a way that made Gemma’s heart leap, and shrugged his overcoat on over his suit. The way he looked down at her, with his coat collar standing and the shadows of his cap setting off his cheekbones, she’d never seen anything more beautiful. Beautiful and dangerous.

“Aren’t your children waiting for you?” Gemma asked as they locked up the shop.

She knew he had several children, four if she counted right from the whirling chaos they produced when they ran through the shop to his office. She’d heard whispers that his wife, his first love, had passed several years before, but he never spoke of her. Ever.

“I knew I’d be late tonight so I asked Ada to put them to bed. Normally I try to be home for that, or else they kick up a fuss. Little pack of wolves, they are.” John responded with a laugh.

Gemma could feel the warmth emanating from him as he spoke of his children, and it was contradictory in a way she never thought she would find intriguing. John Shelby was tough. He drank and swore and smoked like his life depended on it. Beat men on a weekly and sometimes daily basis. Yet, he knew his kids well enough to know that they needed him. The juxtaposition of his hardened exterior to the warm soul underneath wasn’t lost on her.

John offered her his arm, and Gemma slipped her arm through, her hand against his bicep as they walked through Small Heath to her flat. He told her a joke and she laughed, the sound cutting through the walls he’d built up after Martha had died.

Far too soon they found themselves at her door. John waited for her to unlock the door, and let out a breath as she hesitated to go in. It was what he had been waiting for.

“Do you, um, want to come in? I could make you some tea.” Gemma said, now nervous.

“Sure.”

Gemma led John up the staircase to the small second floor flat she had been renting since her arrival in Birmingham.

“It’s small, but it’s my own.” Gemma commented as they walked into the small parlor.

“I like it.” John replied, and he really did.

John removed his overcoat and then reached for hers, carefully placing both on the small rack she had by the parlor door. There was something he needed to say, and there was never going to be the perfect time to say it. But it had to be said. He took her hand and watched her eyes as she watched him, waiting for him to speak.

“I’m sure you’ve heard, that my wife, Martha, died a few years back.” John said somberly.

“I have, and I’m very sorry for your loss, John. For you and your children.” Gemma replied, rubbing her thumb across his.

“Thank you. I wasn’t sure … you know … when I’d be ready for something else. If I’d be ready for someone else. The truth is, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since the moment I saw you standing in my office that first day.”

Gemma smiled and sensed he had something else to add, waiting patiently for John to speak again.

“I want you in my life, Gemma. Every part of it. I want to wake up with you in my house, with my kids screaming bloody murder downstairs, and knowing that you and me are together. Forever.” John finally said quietly, admitting what he’d been fantasizing about for months.

“Are you sure your kids will even like me?” Gemma asked, her smile widening.

“They’ll love you. And not just because I love you.” John whispered, putting his hand against her cheek.

Gemma’s eyes widen with his admission and he smiled at the way her cheeks blushed. He could read every thought she had.

“I love you, too.” Gemma finally replied with a grin.

John leaned down and picked her up, spinning in a circle as she shrieked and then laughed. He kissed her, holding the back of her head, fingers intertwining with her hair. Gemma leaned her head to the side as he put his mouth to her neck, bringing ideas to her mind she’d never had about any other man before.

“How about we skip the tea and you show me your bedroom?” John asked with a smirk.

“You are very naughty, Mr. Shelby. Very naughty, indeed.” Gemma replied and then pointed behind her.

“In the dream … Martha was dead. We had four kids, I think, but she was dead. And you coming to work for me, it brought me back to life.” John finally said, his eyes mixing into a sad blue.

“You know, most times when there’s a death in dreams, it means something is ending and something else might be starting. Maybe this was your mind and your heart letting go of the past, in a way that you could process in your dream.” Gemma responded.

John nodded, it made sense to him. He had felt strange all day, knowing that Martha was alive in his world but Will was dead, and it was just the opposite in his dream. She was dead but their children were alive.

“Maybe, no matter the scenario, we never would’ve been together long term, her and I. She’s here and Will is gone, in my dream our kids were there and she wasn’t. But you’re in both worlds, and in both we end up together.” John replied, thinking out loud.

“I’m here and I’m not going anywhere, gorgeous. Dream me or real me.” Gemma stated firmly, kissing him.

John nodded and hugged her to him. He still felt uneasy from the dream but Gemma was right. She was right there with him, in his arms, solid and real.

Shortly after, Gemma sequestered herself in the bathroom to get dressed, and John sat on the edge of the bed, letting his mind wander. Now that the Eden’s opening was nearly complete, he wanted to get home to Small Heath and start working on music.

“Hey, J.” Gemma said from the bathroom door as she opened it.

John looked over and his eyes widened, every part of his body suddenly alert. Gemma was standing in a similar lingerie set to the one she wore the weekend before, slip and dress in hand. She hung the dress off the top of the door and walked over to him slowly.

“Do you need some help, Gem?” John finally replied, reaching out for her.

“I just thought you’d like to see a taste of what’s for later. I saw this set last week as well, the color reminds me of your eyes.” Gemma responded, draping her slip over his shoulder.

“You really don’t have to get dressed. We could just stay here … alone … “ John murmured as he kissed her neck, her hair pinned up already.

“But that takes all the fun out of the game, Mr. Shelby. Don’t you want to have some fun?” Gemma asked, forcing herself to stay focused.

John chuckled into her skin and ran both of his hands down her body before pulling back. She took the slip from his shoulder and let it drop down over her head.

“This way, you know exactly what I look like underneath this dress, like a secret. And later, you’ll get what you’ve been waiting for.” Gemma said nonchalantly, trailing her hand down his arm before turning back towards the bathroom.

Damn.

John waited until she was fully dressed and arranging her jewelry before moving from his spot on the edge of the bed. He was already struggling to contain himself with the thought of her wearing the same dress she had the weekend before, but now it was going to be near impossible.

“I have something for you, too.” John said casually, going to stand behind her at the mirror.

Gemma turned and immediately looked down with a raised eyebrow, fully expecting the slight bulge against his sweatpants that she saw. She looked back up him with such a devilish expression it took everything he had to not throw her onto the bed immediately.

“Not that. I mean, yes, later, but something else.”

Gemma laughed as he fumbled through his words and then pulled a small box out of his pocket, handing it to her. She opened the box to find a dusty blue velvet one inside and she felt faint suddenly.

“It’s not that Gems, promise. Just a gift, from me to you.” John replied, suddenly realizing what the panicked look on her face meant.

Gemma took a deep breath and then opened the box to find an antique ring she had been looking at a few days earlier, in a jewelry shop they’d stopped into.

“Oh my God. John, you didn’t! This is too much.” Gemma protested but couldn’t keep the smile from appearing on her face.

“It’s not too much, don’t worry about that. I saw how much you liked it in the shop and I went back yesterday, while you and Anna were at lunch.”

John watched with a smile of his own as Gemma carefully pulled the ring out of the box and slid it onto her right ring finger. It was a perfect fit, which she already knew from trying it on in the store wistfully. She hadn’t noticed John standing behind her, watching her longingly put it back on the tray. Nor had she noticed John talking to another sales associate, asking them to hold the ring until he could come back.

“I love it, J. Thank you.” Gemma said before kissing John.

“You’re very welcome, my love.”

John wrapped her into a hug, and she relaxed into him. There was something about the way he held her that made her feel safe, wanted, loved, and desired, all at the same time.

“You have to meet the girls soon.” John mumbled into her hair before letting her go.

Gemma took a final look in the mirror, watching how John looked at her reflection. It was going to be a great night, and she would make sure of it.

A half hour later, Gemma, Carolyn, and Anna sat in Carolyn’s hotel room, gawking over the ring.

“I still can’t believe he did that.” Gemma said in wonder.

“That’s the thing about Shelby men, romantic when you least expect them to be.” Amma commented as she took a closer look at the ring.

“Oh, John’s romantic all the time.” Gemma replied out loud wistfully, making the other two giggle.

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation and Carolyn went to answer it. She found a hotel butler, complete with a rolling cart.

“Compliments of Mr. John Shelby.” The butler said before Carolyn could say anything further.

She stood to the side as the man rolled the cart in and took a bottle of what appeared to be very expensive champagne from the bucket. He popped the cork and poured each of the girls a glass before gracefully exiting to the room. There were a variety of hors d’oeuvres on the cart as well, and Gemma grinned.

“Well, I think John wins as most romantic.” She commented, as the other girls grabbed their glasses.

“You can only hope that Finn takes a lot cues from John in the love department.” Anna said to Carolyn who’s face went bright red.

Gemma and Anna cracked up at the expression on her face.

At exactly 7:30 that evening, Finn, John, and Arthur showed up at Carolyn’s hotel door. They found the three girls slightly tipsy and laughing about something they refused to tell “any Shelby man” about.

“You look beautiful, Care.” Finn said as his face flushed red.

“Thank you, Finn.” Carolyn replied with a confidence backed by a little champagne and a lot of girl talk.

“Anna, may I escort you to the fancy party at the Eden?” Arthur asked jokingly.

“You may, dear cousin, you may.” Anna replied in a haughty voice, taking his arm.

Gemma stood just inside the doorway, never losing eye contact with John, who leaned against the outer wall. He had his cap pulled low, to the side, the way she liked it, and his head tilted as he watched with her a wicked smile. Game on.

“Well, Ms. O’Neill, I see you’ve had a few glasses of champagne.” John commented as he reached out for her hand.

“Couldn’t turn down a bottle sent by THE Mr. John Shelby, now could I?” Gemma replied with a fake innocence, trying not to laugh.

“I suppose not.”

John pulled the door closed behind Gemma and held her against it. Lust burned in his eyes as he looked down at her, his right hand on the door, the other holding her hand to her side. She reached out to touch his face and he had to fight to remain in control of himself. The champagne had flushed her cheeks and the look she gave him was pure seduction.

“You ready to play tonight, darlin’?” John murmured in her ear.

“Yes, Mr. Shelby.” Gemma replied, zero hesitation.

“Then let’s play.” John said, his voice low in the way that sent shivers through Gemma’s body.

“Lovebirds, let’s go!” Anna called from the elevator.

John grinned and took Gemma’s hand, twirling her around as they headed down the hall, her dress spinning up as she laughed. John pulled her back into his side, kissing the top of her head.

“You’re right.” Carolyn mused as she watched.

“Right about what?” Finn replied.

“Those two. They are epic.”

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summersnow82 · 2 years

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Rising Danger

Fanfiction _ SeaQuest

Fictober 2022/ Prompt #7: “Check that again. Are you sure?”

Author's Note: When I read this prompt I read it in Westphalen's voice.

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“Check that again. Are you sure?” Dr. Westphalen read the numbers on the print out, then leaned over Ortiz’s shoulder to view the W.S.K.R. readings.

“What’s wrong, Kristen?” Captain Bridger moved closer to duo, leaning over Ortiz’s other shoulder.

“These readings. They’re completely off the charts for this area. The only reason they could be this high is if…,” she trailed off, running through the options in her head before vocalizing them.

“If?” Bridger prompted.

Miguel didn’t have the background Dr. Westphalen did, but he knew where her thoughts were leading. It was the reason he’d called her to the Bridge in the first place.

“Nathan, you’d better call Admiral Noyce,” Kristen said softly. “We have a very big problem here.”

Bridger’s brow furrowed. “What’s wrong?”

“These are toxic level readings. Something or someone has been altering the ocean’s acidity. In recent years it’s been rising because of higher levels of carbon dioxide, but this…,” Kristin turned to look Nathan in the eye. “This is abnormal at best, an emergency at worst.”

Nathan took a deep breath, nodding. “Mr. O’Neill, get Admiral Noyce on the line for me. Dr. Westphalen and I will take it in the Briefing Room.”

The dark haired lieutenant nodded. “Aye, sir.”

Nathan cast his eyes back to the chief scientist. “Let’s go.”

#fictober 2022 #fictober22 #fictober #fan fiction #seaquest fanfiction #seaquest #seaquest dsv #kristin westphalen #captain nathan bridger #miguel ortiz #one shot #ao3 fanfic #ocean acidity is actually a thing

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yourleastfavoriteguyinthechairr · 1 year

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rottmnt oc character sheet

fandom: rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles

first appearance: Mystic Mayhem

voice actor: Hailee Steinfeld

full name: Briar Luz Dearden

nicknames:

-Bri

-Bree

-Luz

-Nightlight

-Dove

-Dork/nerd

-Dear/Dearden

nationality: american/german

day of birth: november 26th

sign: sagittarius

age:

-series: 15

-movie: 17

species: human

gender: gxrlflux

pronouns: she/they

sexuality: asexual, bisexual

love interest: Donatello Hamato

family:

^biological…

-father: Ralph Dearden

-mother: Dinah Dearden

-sister: Reah Dearden [deceased]

^chosen family…

-Raphael Hamato

-Donatello Hamato

-Michelangelo Hamato

-Leonardo Hamato

-Splinter Hamato

-April O’Neil

-Baron Draxum (s2)

-Mayhem

-Mrs. O’Neil

-Mr. O’Neil

likes: hugs/cuddles, music, sleep, donnie, the turtles, april, splinter, draxum (s2), cassandra (s2), mayhem, stimming, stuffed animals, true crime, books, video games, her chosen family, being chaotic, fred [pet frog], animals, etc.

dislikes: being touched/hugged by people they don’t know well, loud noises, large crowds, her enemies, math, ads, being left out/ignored/abandoned, when her friends her hurt, their parents, her depression/disorders, being helpless, her life, etc.

personality:

^good qualities…

-kind, caring, comforting, happy, fair, brave, loyal, honest, trustworthy, gentle, playful, creative, flamboyant, humble (usually-), quirky, determined

^bad qualities…

-abrasive, impulsive, reckless, antisocial, defensive, indecisive, insecure, rude, lazy, morbid, nosy, pessimistic, oversensitive, scatterbrained, self-destructive, stubborn, temperamental, violent

^neutral qualities…

-timid/shy, sarcastic, perfectionist, mischievous, oblivious, suspicious, slightly unethical, protective, witty, introverted, straightforward, protective, mess with her friends and she’ll kill you

favorite color: blue, purple

favorite food: pasta

favorite thing: her stuffed animal, fred, donnie

clothing style: normcore/grunge/skater

music preference: pop/rock/rap

hobbies: skating, video games, reading, hanging out with april + the turtles, drawing, sleeping, stimming/fidgeting, watching tv, etc.

friends/allies: raph, april, mikey, donnie, splinter, leo, draxum (s2), cassandra (s2), casey jr. (movie), todd, sunita, senõr hueso, captain piel, bullhop, piebald, DIGG, hamato karai, SHELLDON

enemies: draxum (s1), shredder, foot clan, meat sweats, purple dragons, hypno, repo mantis, warren stone, gus, the kraang (movie), cassandra (s1), big mama, albearto & etc, ghostbear, kristoffer van bradford, baxter stockboy, hunginn & muninn

skills: hand-to-hand combat, using weapons (listed below), comforting/calming people, parkour, flexibility, drawing, beating video games, skating, etc.

flaws: lying, cooking, controlling her emotions (specifically anger), forcing herself to do things, swimming, her depression/self-esteem issues, etc.

phobias/fears: being alone/ignored/abandoned, (what’s hiding in) the dark, needles, tornadoes, heights, spiders/insects, being a failure, being stared at, losing people she loves

disorders: alexithymia, adhd, disgraphia, dyspraxia, depression, anxiety, paranoia, autism, sensory processing disorder, dyscalculia

weapons:

^main weapons

-compound bow (later uses an oneida kestrel compound bow (like green arrow’s in the CW show) in the season 2 finale and movie)

-batarang knives (not shaped like a bat)

^secondary/occasionally used weapons

-daggers

-crossbow

-donnie’s tech-bo

mixtape:

antihero

legends never die

dear reader

paris

summertime sadness

maroon

lies [cloudsz remix]

wonder

karma

lavender haze

enemy

jealousy, jealousy

waves [convex remix]

bummerland

don’t let me down

brutal

numb little bug

confident

better days

you’re on your own, kid

ride

i just wanna shine

she’s all i wanna be

rescue me

snow on the beach

wildside

happier

towards the sun

run

someday

hope ur ok

mastermind

traitor

hero

lost boy

you should be sad

trivia:

-she can’t swim

-them and their sister were abandoned by her parents at a young age

-she met the turtles + april when they rescued her from Baron Draxum’s lair in Mystic Mayhem

-she has a large stuffed animal collection

-roommates with april

-has vocal stims (squawking, screaming, weird noises) and it weirded april out at first but she eventually got used to it

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corkcitylibraries · 1 year

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Echoes of our Past | January 13th 1923

Librarian Richard Forrest takes a look at news highlights published in The Echo 100 years ago this week.

Cork Dockers Meet

The Cork dockers, coal carmen and storemen’s sections of the I.T.G.W.U. (Irish Transport and General Workers Union) met last night at Connolly Hall. The proceedings were protracted and concerned the proposed reduction of one shilling per day for time workers and a pro rata reduction for tonnage workers. It was agreed that a ballot on the issue be taken today. The ballot will close at 7 o’clock this evening and the result is expected to be announced at 9 tonight.

City Robberies Continue

Alarming robberies continue in the city. Buckley’s bedding manufactory on Lavitt’s Quay was entered by armed intruders as the workmen were being paid. Mr. Buckley strongly protested to no avail. Fortunately, some of the men had already received their pay and left. A somewhat mysterious robbery occurred at the G.P.O. last night. The postal side was locked up as usual at about 11 o’clock and everything reported to be in order. But when staff arrived this morning it was found that the safe had been broken into and bundles of £1 and 10 shilling notes amounting to £300 removed. A large amount of silver was left untouched.

Cork Quarter Sessions

Before the Honourable the Recorder of Cork K.C. Cornelius O’Sullivan, 1 Coburg Street, sought to recover the upper part of his house from James O’Sullivan, 1 Coburg Street. The evidence was that both had been tenants at the address to a Mrs. Vaughan. There was some controversy over a cellar which both claimed as part of their letting. Cornelius had since bought the entire premises and sought full possession to accommodate his family. Judgement was reserved.

President’s Residence Burned

Dublin was alarmed this morning by the news that President Cosgrave’s country residence at Rathfarnham has been destroyed by fire. Fortunately, no member of the Cosgrave family was at the residence at the time. For four hours the fire brigade battled with the flames and saved the servants section, the outhouses and much of the furniture. It seems that Republicans effected an entrance into the fine old Georgian mansion in the early hours and sprinkled petrol before initiating the conflagration. They detained a witness passer-by until the fire had gotten a firm hold. A caretaker occupying the lodge sixty yards away knew nothing about the outrage until awakened by the noise of falling masonry.

Sale of Arms

Washington – It is officially announced at the White House that no arms may be sold to any nation or any individual during President Harding’s administration.

Lunatic Asylum for Road Hogs

New York – The possibility of being sent to a lunatic asylum may have the effect of deterring “road hogs” pursuing their dangerous driving. This is the opinion expressed by Judge Charles L. Bartlett of Detroit who recently set a precedent by taking drivers guilty of excessive speed to the morgue to view the bodies of motor accidents. The Judge’s plan is to remand those found guilty for a mental test to be conducted by court appointed psychiatrist.

Viewing Venus

With the sun not rising till after 8 o’clock just now it is worthwhile rising a little earlier to see the planet Venus in all its glory. Epochs of maximum brightness are fairly frequent for Venus. They happen shortly before it reaches inferior conjunction when it dominates the eastern heavens as a morning “star”. Their greatest brilliance occur when the planet and the Earth are both almost at their nearest to the sun. These conditions obtain just now, the Earth making its nearest approach last Wednesday and Venus this Saturday.

Munster vs. Leinster

Munster and Leinster played at the Mardyke this afternoon. Leinster were unchanged but Popham declared off from Munster and was replaced by O’Neill. Munster’s players were selected from Dolphin (6), Constitution (5) and U.C.C. (3). Leinster’s from Trinity College (6), Landsdowne (4), Bective (2), Wanderers (2) and Monkstown (1). Play commenced in good style with Favier making a clever dash to Leinster’s 25 before being pulled down. Cussen cleared. Midfield play followed for some time and Munster were awarded a free for offside but Daly’s kick fell short. The Leinster forwards made a few bursts. A heeled free by Murphy-O’Connor restored play to midfield. A fine passing movement by Leinster was the next feature ending in Cussen scoring. Crichton failed to add the extra points. Splendid footwork from the Munster forwards, Bradley and Sullivan, followed and ended between the posts. O’Connell failed to convert, dashing the ball against the upright. After 20 minutes the score was level at three points each. Leinster pressed hotly for some time and Munster were penalised. A magnificent Munster movement was witnessed when Murphy-O’Connor gained possession, cut through beautifully and sent out to Favier when tackled by Davies. Favier was then pulled down but let the ball loose. Wellwood saved Munster from touch and Sullivan led the forwards to the line, scoring himself from far out. Daly failed to convert. Munster 3 tries (9 points); Leinster 1 goal 1 try (8 points).

1921 All-Ireland Final

A special meeting of the G.A.A. Central Council has fixed the 1921 All-Ireland hurling final between Limerick and Dublin for March 4th at Croke Park. Mr. Walsh, Waterford, to referee. The Council also decided to inaugurate a May 21st carnival in aid of funds.

Ode to the Coal Quay

Were I sublime than the Grecian Rhymer,

Than Philostratus or bold Bonaparte,

Could I when lyrical like Moore, that miracle,

Endow my dialect with tuneful art,

I’d pen a ditty of this fine fair city,

So wise and witty t’would beget renown:

And like thrush or curlew I’d extol that purlieu –

The Coal Quay Market of my native town.

(First of ten verses by W.B. Guinee, one time Cork journalist who moved to London)

#corkcitylibraries #echoesofourpast

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danicadenniss · 5 months

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Na’Luzia Rio Garcia-Naruto

Aliases: Luz, Lu, Clover, Cloverleaf, Cloves, Clovis, Clovie, Mija by her mother and her maternal grandmothers, Mixed Girl by Lori Anderson

Abilities: Earth Bending, Lava Bending, Metal Bending, Glass Bending, Sun Breathing, Stone Breathing, Seismic Sense

Elements: Earth, Lava, Metal

Occupation: Student At Titan City School, Employee At Claymore’s Blacksmith Metal Shop (Part Time)

Dates of Birth: April 24th, 2007

Species: Human

Gender: Female

Height: 4’10

Ethnicity: Afro Asian Latina (Afro Puerto Rican, Chinese Jamaican, Indo Trinidadian)

Hair Color: Dark Auburn/Golden Dirty Blonde

Eyes Color: Hazel Brown

Skin Color: Dark Golden Bronze Tan

Skin Types: Olive Brown Freckled, Honey Beige Vitiligo

Family Members: Na’Coda Naruto (Father), Stella Mia Garcia-Naruto (Mother), Niagara Naruto (Partial Aunt), Blaze of Domino (Partial Uncle), Na’Kai Naruto/Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III/New Limbonar (Older Cousin), Navajo Naruto (Partial Grandfather), Novae Naruto (Partial Grandmother), Unnamed Partial Great Grandmother✝️, Unnamed Partial Great Great Grandmother✝️, Kumora Naruto✝️ (Ancestor), Naruto Ancestors✝️, Karen Sara Garcia-Clark, Trudy Ana Garcia (Maternal Aunts), Calvin Lucas Clark (Maternal Uncle), Leonardo Santiago, Marcus Carlos, Megan Paola and Antonio Clark (Younger Maternal Cousins), Savannah Azan-Garcia and Gloria Garcia (Maternal Grandmothers), Mr. And Mrs. Garcia✝️ (Maternal Great Grandparents) Mrs. Azan✝️ (Maternal Great Grandmother) Garcia Ancestors✝️

Love Interest: Jennifer May O’Neil (Girlfriend)

Voiced By: Olivia Olson

Appearance:

Na’Luzia Rio Garcia-Naruto is an athletic dark bronze tan skinned Afro Puerto Rican, Chinese Jamaican and Indo Trinidadian pre teenage girl (later teenage girl to young woman, she was born as half Dougla and half Hakka), with shoulder length texture dark auburn and golden dirty blonde ombré dyed hair with right sides bangs kept in a low back ponytail bun with a burgundy hair tie, thick narrow dark auburn brown eyebrows, short eyelashes, hazel brown eyes, olive brown freckles on her cheeks, honey beige vitiligo on her forearms and legs reddish orange lava kanji symbol on her right wrist, and round natural tan lips. Her attire consists, few accessories, she wears two ebony black metallic ear hoop ear piercings on her right ear, pair of blue diamond star shaped earrings, a Creature Slayer sliver metal chain necklace with light blue wave and dark blue, navy bluish black checkered yin yang charm around her neck (Parody of Demon Slayer) and a black leather braided bracelet with orange topaz and emerald green charms on her left wrist. She wore a mid cropped burgundy graphic fit tank top with a white jaguar print on it front, a red leather jacket with 3/4 sleeves, dark red Japanese textured and Ghosted Away Haru print on its back (parody of Spirited Away Haku) a pair of black torn capri mid rise jeans with a lesbian pride flag and a poke ball patches on its right side front and left side back pockets, a reddish brown leather belt with a silver buckle around her waist, a dark red mini leggings underneath, red crew socks with black stripes and burgundy and black checkered combat boots with dark gray laces, and ebony black soles.

Personality:

Clover is thoughtful, kind, generous, and supportive tomboy.

Trivia:

Clover’s Ethnicity from American descent to Afro Asian Caribbean descent.

She is mixed race as half Dougla and half Hakka, her mother Stella is an Afro Puerto Rican and Afro Jamaican and her father Na’Coda is Chinese Trinidadian and Indo Trinidadian. She is an Afro Pueto Rican, Chinese Jamaican and Indo Trinidadian.

Her hair is dark auburn with golden dirty blonde hair dye, it’s wavy/curly texture.

She worked at Claymore’s Blacksmith Metal Shop.

She is a tomboy instead of girly girl.

She is a lesbian.

She had fear of water, she had a fear scary dolls.

She likes spending time with her girlfriend Jenny.

#tmnt 2012 #totally spies #clover totally spies #totally spies clover #lesbian pride #afro asian #afro caribbean #indo caribbean #asian #puerto rican #chinese #indian #afro latina #african #trinidadian #tomboy #wlw

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rottmntrulesall · 5 years

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Okay real talk, not only does April look adorable

But her mom is working that Afro.

#the purple game #you go Mama O’Neil #afros grant power #fuck it april looks good all the time #rottmnt april o’neil #mama o’neil #Mrs. O’Neil makes an appearance #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles

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venusdeservedbetter · 4 years

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Now, do you guys know what the most ninja thing the Ninja Turtles so on a regular basis? They adapt.

Some people believe that ninjas were dead set in their ways and never used anything but “traditional weapons” (cough Mr Enter cough). But, actually, ninja were well known for adapting new technologies into their arsenal just to make themselves more effective. For example, gunpowder. They loved the stuff, creating bombs, fire arrows, and even some impressive early firearms.

So, whenever the Turtles are in a situation that requires them to swap weapons, they do. Either they lose them at some point, realized that a high tech/mystic option is far superior in the context, or a mixture of both. So they either go for the new hotness, or try to improvise weapons in the field. (Favorite examples are the bug universe from 2003 and the Fish and Ladders scene from Rise.)

So, the Fangs of the Dragon (2003 S5), O’Neil tech weapons (Fast Forward), the space weapons (2012), and even the mystic weapons (Rise) are all great examples of ninja adapting their traditional techniques with brand new flavors. Hell, traditional ninjas would flip out (in a good way) over Don’s tech-bo, with all it’s versatility. That’s how much they’d love modern tech. It’s all more ninja than you think.

#tmnt #rottmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2012 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #ninja #ninja weapons #ninja tools #ninja techniques #ninjutsu

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ladylofspades · 3 years

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This is my character design for my Rise OC Ume Hoshino [pronounced as oo-meh], a 15-year-old practitioner in martial arts -- her one being Arnis.

Short Bio Born to parents who are both martial arts practitioners -- her father a Karate practitioner, and her mother in Arnis -- Ume is the only child of Kane Hoshino [pronounced as kah-neh] and Gloria Bangon, who reside in California. Her whole name is Malaia Ume B. Hoshino.

First Exposure to Martial Arts Her first exposure was at the age of five, when she learned her first martial arts: Taekwondo, under the supervision of her mother’s colleague Kwon Myung-Ki. Then learned Karate at the age of six, taught by her father. She managed to achieve black belts in both martial arts at the ages of ten and eleven respectively, making her one of the youngest martial arts specialists in the Hoshino and Bangon families. Then pursued Arnis, taught by her mother at the age of eleven and continues with the craft in the present.

Other Things Besides Martial Arts Besides being a martial arts specialist, Ume is multi-lingual having learned Japanese, English, Filipino and Sign Language. She has other hobbies too, such as painting, cooking, baking, reading and stargazing. Her most favorite hobby is being on her violin, which she took lessons on alongside Karate. When at times alone, she tends to dance around while playing it. Personality Initially mistaken as cold, Ume has a timid personality since she rarely had friends (let alone acquaintances) and is always training with either her parents or their colleagues. Her hesitance towards April showed her unsure fear to strangers. As soon as she warms up to a person, she eventually becomes more curious, talkative, funny, sensitive, intuitive and empathetic towards them -- even becomes overprotective with people she holds dear. She always puts others’ safety and well-being above all else, completely ignoring (even forgetting and become oblivious of) her own.

In the reverse, Ume becomes easily defensive when she feels provoked, or anything that makes her feel that her personal barrier has been breached, which can start an argument. As someone being raised in a family of strong principles, she tends to have a stubborn streak and will do whatever means necessary to make them believe that she’s right -- she eventually grows out of this, much to her loved ones’ relief. Ume tends to be very insecure of herself, just to have it masked by her ‘cool’ façade. In combat or missions, Ume tends to be more serious and focused in getting her job done. As a perfectionist and all-or-nothing type of person, she does her best to see things through with and without the accompaniment of her comrades present.

Her Relationship with April and the Turtles April O’Neil Ume first met April when the former got accidentally hit on the back by a ball. At first, Ume was hesitant towards April’s assistance, and grew more suspicious when April befriended her. It took time until Ume warmed up to April, even becoming best of friends and seeing each other as sisters.

Ume eventually taught April some basic Taekwondo moves, while April taught Ume some baseball.

The last time April saw Ume was at the age of eleven, when the latter’s father passed away in a car accident -- a reason Ume’s family moved back to California. Since the move, April never heard from Ume until one year after Hoshino’s death. The two girls eventually sent each other email and would chat from time to time.

Both girls, April who turned sixteen and Ume fifteen, reunited in April’s school. Even then, nothing seemed to change between the two; except that Ume grew more protective of April than she was years prior.

Hamato Michaelangelo Mikey was the first of the Hamato brothers to meet Ume. Upon meeting April and suddenly noticing that she wasn’t alone Mikey became curious and hesitant towards Ume, who eventually turned defensive and would go in front of April to protect her. After a brief introduction, Mikey was still hesitant towards Ume, as the latter is with him. Just as it did with April, it took time before Ume warmed up to Mikey.--- warmed up to the point that they would sneak out at night either to stargaze at the rooftop, have art jams in the park, or to have some midnight slices of pizza. At times, whenever Ume felt more like playing on her violin, Mikey would listen to her play while he paints. Ume eventually sees Mikey as a younger brother figure, just as the latter sees her as another sister figure besides April. As a whole, Mikey was genuinely thrilled to have another human befriend him and see him as he is, not as a mutant. The two eventually became best of friends, and even called themselves the Artsy Two. After seeing Ume warm up to his brothers, Mikey became protective of her just as she is with him. She and Mikey would eventually have one corner of the lair to themselves called the Art Corner, where they can hold art jams freely.

Hamato Donatello Second to meet Ume was Donnie, who she encountered while she’s in a sleepover with April. Ume was startled to find out that Mikey has an older brother, even more startled when Donnie confirmed for her (albeit reluctantly) that there are four of them. At first, Ume didn’t like how cocky and know-it-all Donnie presented himself to be, just as the latter didn’t fully trust her to the point that he creates more inventions to heighten security around the lair in case she’s with the Foot Clan.

Eventually, the two warmed up in a way they didn’t expect. Donnie is science-y to Ume’s artsy, a complete contrast. But the meeting that changed their views with one another was when Donnie spotted how curious Ume can be, with her commenting on how genius his inventions were, despite her being not too tech-savvy. She obliviously opened up her insecurities to him and surprisingly in turn [after seeing how genuinely vulnerable she was] allowed him to open up as well. When not in missions, and if not with Mikey or April, Ume would stay in Donnie’s lab to play for him while he works on his inventions. Or they would hang out in the library, which was a joy to Donnie that someone else loved visiting there. Whenever Donnie felt down, Ume would either make some coffee for him or give him a hug. For someone who’s not welcome to physical touch because of a soft shell (unless it’s with family), those warm hugs meant a lot to Donnie. And him allowing an outsider like her to even come as close to hugging him meant how much he trusted her. Logic may be Donnie’s forte, but Ume balanced him out with her empathy. As time passed, the two became very close friends.

Hamato Leonardo Possibly out of the brothers, Ume’s encounter with Leo (third one of the brothers to meet) is the quickest one. The two met by accident when Leo searched for Mikey. As the second eldest of the turtles, it was Leo’s responsibility to make sure that all brothers would be in the lair by nightfall. Leo became concerned that Mikey wasn’t around so, with Splinter’s permission, he went around the sewers to find his brother. He eventually found Mikey walking casually with Ume. Thanks to Donnie’s mentioning that there are four brothers in all, she felt less confrontational with Leo. Unlike Ume, Leo is more carefree and laidback that at times, he thinks that she’s the exact female counterpart of Donnie. Which he found out later on, wasn’t the case. When Leo felt down after one mission, he simply shared to her that his brothers didn’t always trust him whenever he had a plan, or trying to prove a point. Ume admitted to him that she knew what it was like to feel left out, having kept all this pain while covering it with his confident persona. She knew because she felt the same way with her peers. That made Leo realize that, despite her hanging out with Donnie or Mikey, she and Leo shared more things in common than he thought to the point that they confide in one another. When hanging out together, Ume would watch Leo perform his tricks at the ramp. And at times Leo would watch her play the violin, and sometimes dance around with her. Their most favorite pastime? Sparring and then sleep right after. Both Ume and Leo possessed a balanced personality, with the latter being more unpredictable than the former.

Hamato Raphael Most probably the friendliest encounter of the brothers is Ume’s with Raph. Unlike her previous encounters, her interaction with Raph was more natural and fun. She first met Raph when he decided to talk to Donnie about possible upgrades for their tank. Upon entering the lab, Raph spotted Ume just sitting in a spare stool next to Donnie, handing over the tools. As soon as she spotted Raph, she immediately introduced herself formally, since she knew that Raph is the eldest of the brothers. And being one of the youngest in the family herself, all she could do was be formal with him. Raph found her being formal as nothing short of weirdly adorable. He already knew of her thanks to his brothers having found a new human friend. Instead of being the overprotective or stern one around, he instead welcomed her happily. Even though the two are of same age, Ume still looks up to Raph and considered him an older brother figure. Likewise Raph saw Ume as a younger sibling. The two spent time together either looking up cute things in the internet (as long as it’s not Mrs. Cuddles) or do some sparring (tonfas vs rattan sticks). They would offer each other some advice or come up with ideas that come to mind, with Raph offering her advice on how she can improve herself as a fighter; while Ume would offer some tips on how to get close with Mayhem.

Despite Ume being more capable than she lets on, Raph maintained a protective hand on her much to her slight annoyance. Otherwise, Ume knew that Raph meant well being protective of her, a trait she never grew tired of.

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