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youregonnabeokay-kid · 2 months

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SO. i was able to figure out the general structure of the script JLH leaked.

[explanation under the cut]

in order for all this to make sense, the first thing you need to know is that in north america all screenplays (scripts) are written in the same format

knowing this, we can deduce the general structure of the scene and even the length of some of the words

first we need to address the big question everyone's been asking:

are they talking about Bobby or Eddie?

screenplays are always typed in courier font, and in courier the capital letters B and E are identical at their left sides.

so while i enjoy people trying to figure out if the blurry letter in line 24 is a B or an E, the answer is it could honestly be either

where we really need to look is line one. the screengrab is blurry so i've outlined the word "going" and circled the area we should pay attention to

at first, the last letter of the prior word looks like an undistinguishable blob, but there is actually one key thing we can discern from it: the letter can't be y, it doesn't hang low enough

there is a chance that the word is not a name and is "he" which would not rule out Bobby or Eddie. however, that would mean the conversation goes on for at least 14 lines without mentioning "him" by name which is (heavily) frowned against in screenwriting. so chances are they're talking about Eddie

also, with what we know about the characters it's most likely Eddie. can you really see Bobby not talking to Buck because of... well, anything? and we already know that Eddie has a difficult time communicating. so i've decided to go with him for this script but haven't 100 per cent ruled Bobby out

moving on to the actual script itself, anything not highlighted in red is something i'm confident is either the exact wording or something similar. the red sections are the parts that i'm less confident in or know are incorrect somehow

Maddie's first dialogue block is the part i had the most trouble with. with context from the following conversation i figured that she probably asked something along the lines of when [Eddie] will be back at work. the main issue with this section is that the top line is actually six letters shorter than what i have written. this also means that the word that follows "going" has to be at least eight letters long. i tried messing around with the dialogue a bit but couldn't come up with something that would fit the appropriate letter count so for now i just wrote a line similar to what i think the actual line probably is

line six has to be either 12 or 13 spaces long and the first word has to be at least four letters long so i used "really soon" as a place holder, but i'm not completely confident in it

for line eight i initially had "Oh, that's good." but the line was one space short so i changed the "Oh" to "Hey" instead. i don't feel too poorly about this one but it still doesn't feel right to me. if the actual script says "Hey" i wouldn't be surprised if JLH changes it to something else or forgoes the exclamation completely

the final line is just a rough guess of what it could be. i'm not sure how formal the 911 writers are with action lines so i just took a random guess. some writers are extremely formal with action lines while others are more comedic with it (Neil Gaiman is a great example of this). i'm guessing the 911 writers are more the former but i honestly have no clue

#should i be working on my own screenplay rn instead of analyzing someone else's?#probably but i'm doing this anyway #if anyone wants any explanation on the other lines let me know #it's honestly just a lot of knowing how screenplays are written and knowing the 'rules' of script writing #911 abc #911 fox #s7 #911 speculation #911 spoilers #spec #maddie buckley #evan buckley #eddie diaz #bobby nash #OH and before anyone mentions it yes it is “on THE basketball court” not “a”#it has to be a three letter word #so my guess is they were talking about the bball court/game prior to talking about whoever buck assaulted lmao #since “the” is a more personal/less generalized word #also no americans come after me for spelling it per cent #i realized when checking it over that some of y'all might be little shits (affectionate) about it #long post

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tenisperfection · 14 days

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could you please go more in depth on your reasoning for buddie endgame. for me it's that ryan very openly said that they're not ready for that yet, which to me indicates that buddie is absolutely the plan.

Apart from always believing that’s where they’re going, I became the most convinced I’ve ever been after 7 x 05 purely due to how intertwined their stories were, and that scene where Buck comes out to Eddie. I thought Eddie’s reaction was just right and I loved the hug and everything about it, but the second Eddie said “this isn’t going to change anything between us” was when I knew that this is it. It is going to change things in a way and it was such an obvious chekhov’s gun for me. It was interesting to me how they paralleled Buck’s feelings about going on a date with a guy and then coming out to Eddie with Eddie talking about his religious trauma—I think this is a seed for what’s to come. I think Eddie will go on his own journey of self-discovery into being a queer man and he’s going to realize how real the possibilities of being with Buck are on this side of things. They may not do it this exact way obviously but I trust them to take me on a devastating and fulfilling ride.

And yeah, Ryan’s whole response to the question of Eddie’s sexuality and Lou, um, outing Eddie are factors too but the post I made was almost fully going off of what has been falling into place with the canon storyline.

#911 spoilers #buddie #spec #asks

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dspectar · 11 months

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The man behind the slaughter 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱

#fivenightsatfreddysfanart #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf fanart #william afton #purple guy #fanart #fnaf movie #five nights at freddys movie #matthew lillard #drawing #digital painting #medibang #art #spec

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rennycade · 8 months

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Every time Hanayama shows up, my hype for him increases...

#baki hanma #baki the grappler #kaoru hanayama #spec #baki

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baratiddyappreciator · 3 months

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I was so upset that your NSFW cuddling scenarios got flagged 😭

But I have to ask, what would spicy cuddling with musashi, spec, and Doyle be like?

you’ve reawoken my old man thirst

omg wait it did?! SKskks I didn't even notice- But yes, if the beloved moot asks, they shall receive! Spec was the hardest to write for by far because I couldn't figure out if this man would actually cuddle but fuck it we ball(s deep in this bitch someone please throw me a rope to climb out it's wet in here) Kids: get bent lmfao

Musashi: His stare was intense enough to make you feel naked normally, but now that you were actually naked, his eyes locking on yours in the mirror only made you feel hot, his hips meeting yours from behind, slow and methodical, but not gentle. No, anything but gentle as he grabbed your throat, leaving you to make choked noises as his hips met yours over and over again in a slow, powerful grind that had your eyes rolling back into your skull with little to no effort on his part. Mean? Oh absolutely, he was so cruel, driving you insane by moving so slowly, and god you regretted asking him to cuddle you within view of a mirror, because you really should have known that he was going to make you watch him watching you taking him. And you could see him perfectly, each forward thrust of his hips making his shaft disappear deep within you, before it would be slowly dragged out only to slam back into you with dizzying force. Trying to turn your head to the side to nuzzle into the blankets only had him snatching your face to turn you to face the mirror again.

"Don't look away, I want to watch you come undone."

Spec: He didn't really cuddle, no, he was too tough for that. But him lounging around the place only to have you plop down on top of him to join him? Yeah, that was about as close as you'd get. Though if you were hoping for a peaceful nap with him, then you were sorely mistaken, since most of the time you did this there was a 50/50 split that he would wind up fucking you right then and there, and this was a gamble you'd lost (or won) as he bounced you up and down on his thick shaft, smugly chuckling as you were winded time and time again as his thick head kissed your insides, making room for itself so he could nestle deep inside of you. It was like he was trying to stab you to death with his dick, but instead of killing you, all he manged to do was succeeding in having you shaking and crying on top of him as an orgasm was forced out of you, one so powerful almost all your upper body strength vanished, leaving you slumped against his chest as he kept fucking you through it, pressing a sloppy kiss to your forehead with a breathy chuckle.

"That's right darlin', just like the perfect fuck toy fer me."

Doyle: It had been perfectly peaceful until you'd moved your hips an inch. A singular inch, not even, and he'd pounced on you. No more peace and quiet for you, the couch repeatedly slamming into your wall (god your neighbours would hate you if they didn't already) to the rhythm of Doyle's harsh thrusts. Fast but deep, there was no mercy as he left your head spinning from the pleasure and slight sting that it brought along, his hand sealed around your throat teasingly as he loomed over you smugly. He didn't need to say anything to get his point across, he knew how turned on you already were from him using you like a pliant and obedient doll, and honestly, for him? That's what you would be. Each snap of his hips was driving you closer and closer to your climax, and almost like he could taste it, he grinned, licking his teeth, and leaned over you, staring right into your eyes.

"So needy, you're behaving so well for me. Let's see if you can keep it up for just a bit longer, hm?"

#baki the grappler #baki son of ogre #grappler baki #baki dou #baki rahen #baki headcanons #baki musashi #miyamoto musashi baki #spec #spec baki #hector doyle #doyle baki #x reader #x oc #reader insert

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holmesoldfellow · 8 months

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"The Speckled Band" train scene from "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes" with Jeremy Brett and David Burke (Granada, 1984)

#second one is like theyre on a seesaw #granada #sherlock holmes #the adventures of sherlock holmes #spec #the speckled band #holmes #granada holmes #granada sherlock holmes #jeremy brett #david burke #1984 #gif set #hes wearing The Hat etc #gifset

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tai-janai · 2 days

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i know u like spectre, so how do u think the other voices would interact with her? :0

i think skeptic might like discussing the matter of “dead or not dead or only mostly dead” with her! :D

those allowed to touch her: broken, smitten, hunted, and hero.

sometimes she lets cheated, skeptic, and paranoid (she likes to mess with them)

those not allowed to touch her: cold, stubborn, contrarian, and opportunist.

#stp spectre #stp #stp voices #the voices #slay the princess #smit #skep #hunt #stub #spec

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omegaversereloaded · 1 month

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Do yall fw him? I dont

#spec

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sevensoulmates · 2 months

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One thing that I really like about 911 and a handful of stories they've done over the years is the idea of it being okay to give up on a career/dream if it's not suiting you anymore. Or trying it out, finding out it's not for you, and then stopping.

I know a lot of people were mad that Hen didn't finish med school and go and become a doctor, but personally I liked that she listened to her heart and decided that being a first responder was better suited towards her, and I'm happy that Karen didn't get on her case or be like "but you wasted so much time and money and effort doing this!" I was so happy Karen let Hen feel what she felt and supported her decision to stay being a first responder instead of pushing her to continue going to be a doctor when that path might not have been as fulfilling to her even though she thought it was what she wanted.

The same things happens with the kid that Chim mentors where instead of being like hey you gotta push forward to be a firefighter, he says hey you have great instincts maybe they're best put to use at the dispatch center.

(this part is speculation based on some recent posts about Eddie and potential interim captain.) I would love to see Eddie temporarily take on the roll of interim captain for a short period of time. Not to show that he should be captain, but to show that there is value in wanting to stay being a part of the team rather than being pressured to pursue leadership. Most of the time, the way our culture is set up (fuck u capitalism) most media and propaganda wants people to do everything they can to reach the highest most important leadership role they can have. I would love to see Eddie try out being a leader (and being good at it cuz that's just how he is!) But then ultimately deciding that he prefers to be on equal ground with his teammates, following a good captain like Bobby or Hen, rather than being the one making the decisions.

Idk I just really appreciate that 911 doesn't ever push the story that you always have to be seeking bigger and better things career wise and instead promotes following what makes you happy and finding work that fulfils you personally rather than what is expected of you.

#911 abc #i just fuckin love this show okay #and yeah maybe i like it because i have zero aspirations for a career #i do not dream of labor #so I appreciate that 911 doesn't shove that down our throats #hen wilson #eddie diaz #spec #meta #OMFG I FORGOT THE SAME THING HAPPENED WITH ATHENA WHEN SHE TURNED DOWN BEING LIEUTENANT

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ghosthunterbuck · 1 year

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everything, always

(buddie) (778 words) (6x13 spec) surprising absolutely no one, here's some spec based off the new promo!! (aka, another poker fic)

Three minutes and seventeen seconds is… news to Buck, actually. Certainly not something he knew Eddie knew. It’s a long time.

Longer than it takes him to win the first hand, and longer than it took Eddie to convince him to come in the first place. Shorter than the length of time he spent staring at his closet, but longer than he’d spent looking in the mirror after he was dressed.

He loses the next hand; it’s shorter than three minutes and seventeen seconds, too.

Eddie knocks a knee against his and catches his eye, the silent you okay as obvious as the pair Buck’s sure Captain Mehta’s got in his hand, the way he’s betting.

Buck quirks a small smile. I’m fine, he hopes it says.

“What is it with you, anyway,” Chief Williams asks Buck pointedly. “I’ve had more injury paperwork come across my desk for you than just about any other firefighter in the LAFD.”

Mehta snorts. “It’s not just him though, is it? It’s both of them!” He gestures between Eddie and Buck.

Eddie grins, but there’s something sharp along the edges. “Guess we’re just lucky,” he says. He glances at his cards and turns them up. “See?”

The eight and ten combined with what’s already on the table makes a straight, and Eddie takes the pot.

Buck laughs and tosses down the blind before his next two cards are dealt. “I wouldn’t bet against us,” he says, “but feel free to.”

Williams rolls her eyes in a not-unfriendly manner and tosses down a few chips. “Sure, just remind me to keep you two on hose next time I’m IC,” she says.

Eddie bends his cards up, snorts and folds. “You convince him to stay on the ground and I’m not going anywhere,” he says. “Now remind me, who was it that made the ‘no shop talk’ rule?”

Williams laughs. “Touché, Diaz,” she says.

…

“You really cleaned up in there,” Buck says as Eddie climbs into the passenger seat of the Jeep.

“Yeah, well, I told you you didn’t have superpowers,” he replies with a laugh.

“Unless…” Buck says, waggling his brows.

Eddie scoffs. “You absolutely did not let me win.”

Buck shrugs, trying to keep the grin off his face. He didn’t let Eddie win, but he’s not quite ready to let go of his magic math skills.

“Alright, Einstein, if you really were keeping count of everything, how many chips did I walk away with?” he challenges.

Buck pretends to think for a moment. “Enough to buy me a milkshake on the way home?”

Eddie closes his eyes and laughs. “Yeah, I think I could manage that,” he says.

Buck puts the Jeep in reverse and pulls out of the parking lot, headed towards a Shake Shack he knows will be open at least another hour. He glances over at Eddie and finds him looking back, illuminated occasionally by the passing streetlights.

“What?” Buck asks softly.

Eddie shakes his head and turns his attention towards the empty street in front of them. “Nothing,” he replies, just as quiet. “Wondering if strawberry’s still going to be your favorite.”

“I did read that being struck by lightning can alter your taste buds,” Buck says.

“I know,” Eddie says with a small grin, “You told me.”

Another long moment passes, and a thought occurs to Buck. “How’d you know how long I was out?”

Eddie’s head whips back toward him. “What?”

“Three minutes and seventeen seconds,” Buck says. “Everyone else has just been saying three.”

“I counted,” Eddie says haltingly. “From the second I saw you hanging there until the moment I felt your heartbeat. I needed–” He cuts himself off and swallows visibly.

“I’m sorry,” Buck says, turning his attention back to the road. “I shouldn’t have–”

“I needed to know how much of you I had to prepare myself to lose,” Eddie forces out.

“Oh,” Buck says. He glances over and watches Eddie’s jaw work.

“I don’t think I could’ve let them take you if I hadn’t been counting,” Eddie says, so quiet that Buck isn’t sure he’s meant to hear.

Buck bites his lip and scans the road ahead of them for cars before looking back at Eddie again. “Thank you,” he says finally.

“For what?” Eddie asks.

Buck’s not sure how to put it into words, how to synthesize everything he’s been feeling for the last few weeks into one distilled sentence. Eventually, though, he lands on the closest thing he can find. “All of it,” he says. “Everything.”

Eddie looks at him. Buck looks back. After a moment that seems to stretch into eternity, Eddie nods. “Always,” he says.

#911 #buddie #fic #911fic #911 fic #buddie fic #spec #abbie writes #me: posts two fics within 2 hours bc my timing is the WORST #userceecee

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multific · 2 years

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Our Girl

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Jake Lockley x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader, Steven Grant x Reader

Summary: After Layla left, Marc wasn't the same he felt betrayed as Steven moved on so quickly, he didn't blame you for this, he never could.

Marc was a hard egg to crack.

While Steven warmed up to you rather quickly, he loved to talk and you loved to listen to whatever he had to say. Egyptian Gods? Lore? Myths? Tombs? Sure, you were all in.

When Marc was in charge, you often just stayed behind, avoiding him, you felt bad about making Layla leave in a way, but just as you said, you are not willing to leave Jake. Never.

While you stayed low around Marc, with Steven you felt at home.

He was warm, kind and shy. Something you loved teasing him with.

Even your slightest sexual comment would make the man blush and stutter, it was cute.

Extremely cute.

You spent more time in their flat as well. Even when it was Marc, you stayed there, reading a book, cooking or watching his fish.

"You should get a third one." you said one time, forgetting that it was Marc for a moment.

"I know, you already said that to Steven." he said with a rather calm voice, he usually talked to you in a rough way, but not this time.

That was the time you realized that while Steven was in charge, Marc was still conscious and could hear and see everything Steven did.

Not like that would change your behaviour.

Then there was Jake, your lovely brutal murderer whom you loved so much.

Khonsu still instructed him on who to kill and what to do, and he followed, and so did you. It was actually quite a nice routine.

You helped Jake during the night, then you would get back to his place, have sex on whatever surface you felt like doing it at that particular moment and then fall asleep in each other's arms. Then you'd wake up with Steven, get over the awkward stage of him being flustered because you two are naked, make breakfast and he would go to work while you just walk around London, trying to catch anything unusual with Khonshu. You would usually go pick up Steven after work, you two either go to a restaurant or get groceries to cook something.

It was a nice routine, comfortable and warm.

You loved it really.

If only Marc could get used to you as well.

Today, it was him, he woke up and headed to work. He was the one who gently pushed you away as you walked into the kitchen to greet him in the morning.

And you had enough.

You had enough of the fact that you constantly had to walk on glass around him.

You had a plan.

A terrible plan, but you had one.

One morning, Marc woke up and he was expecting you to be there. But you weren't, not in the bed, not in the bathroom or the kitchen.

"Maybe she went out?" asked Steven in the mirror.

"I don't care."

"Yes, you do! Stop lying to yourself Marc, you like her! As much as I do if not more! I saw you with her during the nights when you run your hands all over her face and kiss her. I saw it all." Steven's words hurt Marc on a new level. Like a teen getting caught kissing their pillow.

Marc knew there was no point in lying to Steven.

"She loves Jake, don't forget that, not us."

"Jake is us. He is a part of you just like me. If she loves him, she loves us." Steven always made it sound so much easier than it really was. Marc was supposed to be the strong one, but it was Steven really.

"Go find her." said Steven as he turned in the mirror in the bathroom. "Tell her how you feel, you know she avoids you because of Layla."

Marc knew that, he knew very well he behaved like a child whose toy was taken from them.

He didn't blame you for what happened, he blamed himself, his feelings for Layla were not strong enough.

He wondered if his feelings towards you might be stronger.

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You stood in front of the boys’ work, waiting for anyone really, Jake, Steven or Marc. Just someone to finally show up as they were late.

You contemplated heading up and into the building but decided against it. You rather not embarrass yourself or anyone.

You looked at the sky and let out a groan.

You pulled your phone out and dialled Steven.

"Hello?"

"Steven! What's going on? I have been waiting for you to finish work for the last...30 minutes."

Silence.

"Love... today's my day off. I told you that."

He did. You just forgot. Shit.

"Oh," was all you said before you hung up and with a simple motion teleported yourself to his home.

You scared him as he flinched nearly dropping the fish food he was holding.

"What the- You can teleport?!"

"Yes. I thought you knew- Oh, Jake knew." you said as you took your coat off.

"And you have been making me run around London looking for stuff when you can just go and be there in seconds?"

"Yes, but it's hard to explain to people how can a person just disappear into thin air. So, what did you do today?"

"Nothing really, fed Gus, watched some telly. What about you?"

"Good. I was just with Khonshu, he thought he had a lead but didn't. You could have come with me! I forgot this was your day off."

"Naah, I was fine here, I also did some shopping, got you some snacks you like."

"Well, thank you kind sir." you walked into the kitchen only to see dinner was ready. "And you made pasta?! Steven, you are just... wow, okay I'll get on my knees for you, come here." you said as you smelled the incredibly delicious food.

"Y/N." now, that wasn't Steven, you looked back to see Marc.

"Hi Marc. I was about to give Steven a good time, if you could switch back..."

"I wanted to talk."

Oh boy. This never meant any good did it? You went out of the kitchen and sat down on the table, pushing away a couple of books in the process.

"I'm listening."

Marc took a deep breath before he looked into the mirror. You knew Steven was saying something to him.

"One day I'll crack that and I will be able to see and hear him in the mirror." you said more to yourself but it made Marc look at you. Your powers always amazed him to no end.

You were so powerful.

"That's-You could do that?"

"I have been trying to. I figured out a couple of things, there are certain things I can do to make you switch. I noticed music is a good trigger for example. Or food. Whenever you eat something, Steven likes to be in control."

"I didn't know I could... trigger it like that."

"Oh, you could. I noticed when danger was near, Jake reacted soo fast even I am not able to. Then once the job is done, you or Steven are back."

Marc's mind was blank, what could he say to that? He looked in the mirror but Steven was stunned as well.

"Anyway, you wanted to talk about something." you said as you crossed your legs and put your hand on your knee.

"Yes. I did. I don't know how to say this, but I noticed you have been avoiding me, like now, you sat down so far away as if I was to break if you are closer, but I won't. My mind might be broken but my body is strong." that made you smirk a little, oh how you knew his body was strong. "Not like that." he said trying to get back to his point. "I noticed this and I know it is because of what happened with Layla. I said this before I don't blame you for what happened. Jake is his own person and he found you, you two fell in love, great. And now Steven too. And-and I think... I do too." he said the last part with such a silent voice you had to really listen to understand.

And you did. And it shocked you.

"You do? You like me?" it was strange to think he did. He wasn't exactly nice or rude to you. He was just... there. Marc wasn't really talkative with you, he never asked you anything besides 'What's for dinner' or 'Where's the shampoo' but, you did like him.

"I do like you yes, and I am over with pretending I don't. I over running away from my feelings. This-this is something that physically pains me you know. When I see you smile or laugh with Steven and you don't do that to me. And God knows what you do with Jake."

"More than laughing." you confirmed and he nodded.

"I want to do that too. I want to laugh with you, watch movies with you, go to dinner with you, cook with you and sleep with you. I want it all but only if you want it too."

"You know, for a long time now, Jake always told me to stay away from you two, that you two had someone and I wouldn't want to get mixed up in it. I don't know if he wanted to keep me to himself because he was possessive or because he wanted to protect you two from the trouble. But I was never against it. Mental issues or not Marc you are an amazing person. Steven is a great example of it, who wouldn't love a man like you? You kept Steven safe for so long. And to have you all three, it will be a challenge but... I helped kick a big purple alien's ass, I think I can handle you three. You boys will have to learn to share." you smiled and you saw the switch this time. "Only if you agree, Jake." he rushed over to you putting his arms on each side of you, locking you in as you move your arms around his neck.

"I knew you could do it. I told you they will love you." he leaned over and smirked as you turned and his nose hit your cheek. "Mi Amor, déjame besarte por favor."

"You are too handsome to resist you know that? But I was kind of in the middle of something with Marc." his eyes shined, to finally have the others love you as well, Jake felt like he won. And he did. He made them fall for you and he didn't even have to do anything, this meant you would be by his side at all times. Just like he wanted. "Solo un beso más."

You could do that, you turned your head and let him kiss your lips. He moved his hand around your hips as you dropped your leg, letting him take a step and pull you to the edge and into his body.

You moved your legs around his hips, pulling him even closer when he froze and stopped.

You pulled back out of confusion and looked at him.

"There you are." you said, smiling as you saw Marc but you didn't let go of him.

"Uhm, were you with Jake just now?"

"Yes."

"O-okay he kind of switched right before the kiss and then I just went with it but then I... panicked."

"It's okay, happens with the best of us." you smiled and tried to pull him back but he didn't let you.

"I really like you and I don't want to mess it up as I did with Layla, you are special to me."

"And you are special to me. All of you." he smiled and you melted, that man had a gorgeous smile.

"Steven's yelling at me to kiss you."

"Oh, then why won't you, or why won't he?" you looked into the mirror behind you two but only saw Marc.

This was going to be a journey, having three boyfriends in one body, you were prepared for jealousy, but you were also prepared for the good.

Marc leaned in to kiss you and you ran your fingers through his hair, he melted into your touch, Jake also loved it when you played with his hair.

Now this, you really liked this. A place that once wasn't too warm finally left like home. A man who wasn't always the kindest to you, melted into your kiss.

Later that evening you were watching a movie with Steven and Marc, they both kept switching according to who wanted to talk at that moment. You were watching a rather gruesome horror.

"That's not realistic. If you cut a limb off like that you'd bleed out in seconds." Marc said.

"Thanks, Mate, appreciate it, all of us wanted to know that."

"But what if you cut it off with like a really hot knife? Would it burn the flesh and stop the bleeding?"

Steven looked at you, eyes wide as you so casually popped a chip into your mouth.

"OR, what if it's freezing cold outside? Wind and all, would the blood freeze?" You looked at Steven from the TV, seeing his shocked face. "What?"

"What are you doing?" Khonshu's voice made you jump and so did Steven as he yelled in fear.

"Fucking HELL, Khonshu! STOP scaring me!" you said to the god as you threw a bag of chips at him, you watched as the bag bounced off of his chest onto the floor. Steven laughed a little.

"We have to go, I have a new target for my Moon Knight." you looked at Steven and paused the movie.

"Let's get this over with." you stood up, grabbing his hand. "Let's go, he won't leave us alone until we go,"

It was now Marc in charge. "You can take this Jake." said Marc as he switched.

"Vamos, mi amor. Entonces podemos tener sexo."

You laughed as Jake pulled you out of the flat through the window.

This was definitely a new adventure and you were all up for it.

Series Masterlist

A/N: Thank you everyone for the support on Part 1.

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~Masterlist~

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Translation: (All of the translation is from Google! I don't speak Spanish, apologies for the mistakes.)

Mi Amor, déjame besarte por favor. - My Love, let me kiss you please.

Solo un beso más. - Just one more kiss.

Vamos, mi amor. Entonces podemos tener sexo. - Let's go my love. Then we can have sex.

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