#kyle mack

[jetslay]

Smallville posters by Mickaël Journou.

[smallcloisville]

Clark: Impulse, Cyborg, Aquaman, Green Arrow. What do you guys call your team?

Bart: I don't know. I've been thinking that we need something cool. We need something like, uh ... like, uh ...

Oliver: I was thinking about something with the word "Justice" in it.

Words can't do justice to this wonderful episode 😍✨

I just wanna say it was a such a phenomenal ep and balanced comedy, action and everything quite well. It just feels so powerful.

[hinge]

Hinge presents an anthology of love stories almost never told. Read more on https://no-ordinary-love.co

[the-spaced-out-ace]

lautski teen beach movie au when (this is not the first time i have fantasized about this and it won't be the last)

[alicelairds]

2024 blorbos wrapped

tagged by the lovely @tenpintsof-sundrop

following in order: maeve rojas (one of us is lying), mariana adams foster (the fosters), daisy johnson (agents of shield), taylor otto (american housewife), jenny humphrey (gossip girl), selina kyle (gotham), kory anders (titans), faran bryant (pllos), nicky shen (kung fu)

tagging (no pressure ofc): @thomas-the-goat-of-satan @jessmalia @sbd-laytall @userlaylivia @adrianlyles @attachmentbarbiee @lalosalamcnca @piperslovebot and anyone else who wants to join <333

[redrosydiaz]

oh my god okay wait that movie kinda slapped?????

[hinge]

Hinge presents an anthology of love stories almost never told. Read more on https://no-ordinary-love.co

[kyleexanthony]

( closed starter for: @mackmontgomery ) location: outside of oasis

When Kylee went to Oasis with her friends, that meant her putting on a short, tight dress with heels. Was she comfortable? Kinda. Did she look hot? Of course. After a lot of dancing and tequila shots, it was only a matter of time when her feet started to hurt from her heels. Taking another tequila shot to help her not think about the numbness, she made her way outside of the club and pulled a joint and her lighter out from her bra. Lighting it and taking a few hits, she sat down on the steps and took her heels off. It was then she finally looked around and she saw Mack standing by. When the two made eye contact, she gave him a wave and smiled. "Mack! Hi, friend!"

[cooltmoney95]

is Diamond prone to shopping sprees? if so, what does she usually indulge in buying?

Mostly fancy jewelry and expensive clothes.

[milliondollarbaby87]

Back in Action (2025) Review

Matt and Emily were former CIA spies who are pulled back into that world when their secret identities are exposed. The life they left behind when starting a family together, attempting to protect Alice and Leo as much as possible. ⭐️⭐️⭐️ Continue reading Back in Action (2025) Review

[pollocklegacy]

Lauren & Cody’s Wedding

July 5, 2027

[hinge]

Hinge presents an anthology of love stories almost never told. Read more on https://no-ordinary-love.co

[puckingoff]

Big Red Up-Ends Black Bears 3-1

Springfield, MA – The Cornell Big Red fell behind early but stormed back to beat the Maine Black Bears 3-1 at the MassMutual Arena on Thursday. It’s the second straight year Cornell has advanced to the Regional Finals as the lower seed.  Cornell goalie Ian Shane stopped 30 of 31 shots, while Sullivan Mack’s two-goal game capped off the NCAA Springfield Regional doubleheader. Both of Mack’s goals…

[thundersoothers]

spike, the dog (still derogatory)

who: John Price x wife!reader

what: continuation of this fic and this thought about john price being a softie for his wife and the dog you found on the side of the road (y’all LOVEDDDDD this, thank u omg)

word count: 0.9k

“We are not naming the fucking dog Gremlin.”

“Pooh Bear.” 

“No.” 

You and John are sitting in the living room, staring at the dog you picked up from the side of the road a few days ago, trying to come up with a name for him.  

Convincing your husband to let you keep the dog was a challenge.  It felt like you were debating with judge, jury, and executioner.  Stakes were high.  He was sitting across from you at the dining room table, leaning back in his chair, arms crossed.  His eyes were narrowed at you and his face was expressionless, giving nothing away as you plead your case. 

Somehow, you won. 

So now, here you both are, brainstorming names to replace “Puppy”.  You’re holding the dog in your arms on the couch and John is sitting across from you in his chair. 

“And where the hell did you come up with these names?” 

“I have a list.” 

“You have a list?” 

“I have a list,” you say, “of dog names and baby names.  Every girl does.” 

And then, for just a second, the room stills. 

“Baby names?” John asks. 

A shiver runs up the bottom of your spine and you sit up a little straighter.  You feel the air buzz and John’s heavy gaze on you. 

“Yeah,” you say, glancing at John and then back at the dog in your lap.  “But—Pooh Bear?” 

After a long second, he says, “No.”

“Georgie Banks.” 

“The actress?” 

“Wha— no, fucker, Georgie Banks from Mary Poppins.” 

“… I’ll consider it.  What else.” 

“Ja’Marcus.” 

“My love,” he says, leaning forward to put his elbows on his knees and clasp his hands together, looking at you seriously.  “What the fuck are you talking about.  It’s a dog.” 

“Tra’davious.” 

“I’m making a list,” he scoffs, sitting back again.  “Jesus.” 

“It’s a nice name!” you exclaim.  “What are you gonna name him, Scout?” 

He looks at you.  

You look at him. 

“No.”  Your face drops and you almost shudder.  “No, John, that’s not even funny.” 

“Oreo?”  The corner of his mouth twitches but he quickly steels himself. 

“Stop.”  You hold the dog close to your chest, horrified. 

“Rocky?” 

“No!” 

“Buddy?” 

“John.” 

“We could just call him Puppy.” 

“What is this, Bird Box?  When Sandra Bullock named her kids Boy and Girl?  We can’t just name the dog Dog.  We would sound like neglectful parents.” 

“Your friend has a dog named Cat,” John says. 

“And that gets confusing because she just got a cat.  I think she’ll have to rename Cat.  And by Cat I mean the dog.  Jesus,” you mutter, shaking your head, eyebrows furrowed.  What a mess that would be. 

“We could name him after your team…?” you say, the idea popping into your head.  Then, you frown.  “I’m not calling him Kyle, though.  That’s too human.  Ghost?  He is—you know.”  You rub over the dog’s mangey back gently.  “A little ghastly, still.” 

“Riley?” 

“Who’s Riley?” 

“No one.”

You eye him.  “Must be one of your other wives…” 

He ignores you.  “It would inflate their egos too much.  They’re already insufferable enough.  And,” he adds, “they don’t need another reason to suck up to you.” 

“They don’t suck up to me,” you say. 

“Sweetheart,” he says.  “They suck up to you.” 

“A pun with Price?  Uhhhh… High?  Low?  Buy one get one?  Bogo?”  You hold up the dog, as if to present him.  “Bogo Price, son of Mr. and Mrs. John Price?” 

“You think you’re funny,” John says. 

“I think I’m hilarious.” 

“How about Mackie?  For Mack?  Soap’ld love that–Scottish for ‘my son’.” 

“… I’ll consider it.” 

“You did find him near Notting Hill.  Maybe Notting?” 

You shudder.  “No.” 

“Why not?” 

“Knotting.  It’s a—I’ll explain it to you later.”  

(By later you mean never.  Explaining A/B/O to your husband who doesn’t have any social media?  And has never heard of the website Ao3?  He’d have an aneurysm and then wonder why you know about it.  And you cannot have that conversation.) 

“What are the characters from Notting Hill again?” he says, scratching his chin. He needs to shave—well. You need to shave him, rather. “We just watched it.  William Thacker, Anna Scott, uh, her shit husband, what’s his name—“ 

“Jeff King.” 

“Jeff King, yeah.  King, maybe?” 

“Look at him, John.”  You turn the dog to face him.  He wiggles in your hands and yips, his tongue falling out of his mouth.  “He’s not a King.” 

He sighs and shakes his head.  “He’s not a King.” 

“What about William’s weird roommate?  Uh, Spike?” 

“Spike,” John repeats slowly. 

You nod.  “Spike.” 

You both focus on the dog. 

“I like Spike,” you say. 

“I like Spike, too.” 

You hum, considering this.  “Spike…”  You narrow your eyes and study the dog closely, holding him tighter in your hands. 

He yawns with a high-pitched whine and then hacks.  

“Jesus,” John mutters, shaking his head. 

“Better than Georgie, Banks, or Mackie?” 

“Yeah,” John says, “look at ‘im.  He’s a Spike.” 

“He’s such a Spike,” you muse.  “He’s gonna be huge, too.  I mean, look at his ears and paws–they’re already too big for him.  Shit, he’s probably gonna be 70 pounds or 30 kilos.” 

“We need to train him.” 

“Yeah.  I can hire a trainer?  Find one online.” 

“I could get a trainer from base.” 

“I do NOT want an army dog.” 

“It wouldn’t be an army dog.  It would be a dog trained by the army.” 

You eye him.  “John.” 

“Love.” 

You sigh.  “Fine.”

“Good girl.”

note: prob gonna make wife!reader and spike a universe/series bc i loveeeee them. I hope you enjoy!!!!

posted 01.02.2025.

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to masterlist.

[tojisun]

gaz is the type to mention a daughter in complete seriousness then proceed to pull a kitten out of his pocket to show u and price

yes!!! this did numbers to my emotions, i had to word vomit:

he’s been going around, telling the squad how he can’t wait to introduce them to his precious darling. to his little girl. to his lovely daughter. and every time someone tries to ask him questions, such as, “when the fuck did you become a dad?” kyle just avoids them with such finesse.

he’d suddenly remember a key detail in a mission, or nudge the conversation away from him being the focus with the slightest of effort, before hiding from them in plain sight.

but you. oh, you were curious; downright shaken with not knowing. and gaz just looked at you, curling his nose, and finally murmured, “i’ll introduce you to her first. she’ll love you, i just know.”

and it—

it made your heart full. how kyle was so open in his excitement, boyishly charming as he snort-giggles.

so of course you never expected a tiny tabby, barely five weeks old, to be pulled out from his jumper pocket when he finally asked if you were ready to see her.

“this is mack,” he says, bringing his cupped hand up to show you the mewing kitten. “short for mackerel, because it’s all she wants to eat.”

“oh,” you say, croaking, heart soaring because there is something so beautiful in seeing kyle be so—

content.

“hi, little girl,” you greet the tabby, voice barely a breath of a whisper because she is so small, so fragile.

her big eyes sparkling as she looks up at you, then back to her dad, before finding you again. a blink. a tilt of her head, like she can’t understand what you are, and then a mew; a quiet chirp from the baby.

“wh’s goin’ on ‘ere?” your captain’s voice rings from behind you. kyle doesn’t bother replying, and you can barely react when john’s boots begin to thud against the floor, devouring the space, before you feel him brush his shoulder to your own as he stands close.

“oh,” john says, just as surprised.

“name’s mack,” you tell him because kyle is now distracted by the kitten nipping at his thumb. “his ‘daughter’.”

“oh,” john repeats, but with more emotion, and you turn slightly, peering up at him, trying to understand what caused that waver in his voice, only to see him watching kyle and the kitten with something… tangible.

“yeah,” you say, throat bobbing as you try swallowing the lump lodged in there because you get it. you understand the longing in your captain’s eyes. “yeah.”

[lologoinsolo]

Minds Us All Masterlist Part 1, Part 2

Thinking about Soap’s days before going in that tunnel. Probably before he was sent off to join the mission he managed to find some downtime. He and Kyle were going around downtown without a care in the world. Soap was painfully unaware of the danger and end that was to come. Till you grabbed him by the arm.

“Sunshine!” Your eyes wild and confused, there’s a loud ringing in your ears that hasn’t stopped sounding off. “Sunshine can’t make it down tunnels.” Fingers gripping and trembling as he tries to pry you off but you hold to him. “Don’t— don’t go. The tunnel! Don’t go dow—!”

“Back off!” He shouts and he manages to shove you away. Your panting and chest heaving, you look downright crazed to him. “Are ye alright? Have ye lost yer head!” His mam would smack him for yelling at woman like that but he was just about to finish his drink when you grabbed him. It splashed all over his coat and now he’s cold and wet. Kyle, who was getting some chips from a vendor, turns around quickly to his friend shouting. He shoves a fiver to the vendor and starts walking to you.

“Listen to me!” You screech, your eyes bouncing back and forth as if scared of someone, “the tunnel. You can’t go down the tunnel. Don’t do it. Sunshine can’t make it down there.” You step towards him but he takes a step back. “Mack is— Mack will be there. Mark— the head, your head!” Your wording is short and jumbled. Static is pouring out your brain like a radio switching repeatedly to different stations. Nothing makes sense to him but it’s devastating to you.

“Ye need me to call someone,” he asks gently. His hands coming up like one would a spoke horse, gentling you and cornering you. You’re sweating bullets right now even in the cold. He’s seen looks like that from dying soldiers, something akin to fear. “Listen, if yer takin’ somethin’ it must be bad. Let me—“ him cornering you does no favors when you start looking for a way out. “Let me call someone for you, please.”

Something flashes behind your eyes when his hands touch your shoulders. Your scream shocks him and he pulls back from you. Your hands I turn reach up to grip your head tight. A sharp pounding throbs the left side of your skull. An echo of a gunshot resounds loudly to your ears only and you stumble backwards. He’s quick on his instinct to hold you up before you can fall. “Mack… Mack, he’ll— the head! Your head. Don’t. Tunnel! The tunnel!” Your words are a jumbled mess. Repeatedly saying Mack and sunshine like in a fucked up loop. Your body starts convulsing and jerking in his arms. “Make her off! Make her off!”

Soap had shouted for Kyle once you started seizing. Already the man was calling for an ambulance but you still kept mumbling the same words over and over again. “Sunshine. Tunnel. Mack. Head. Your head. Left. Left. Left. Pull away. Pull— Make her off!” The words loop even as you shake.

“It’s alright, lass, breathe.” Soap tried to get through to you, tried to calm you but it’s like nothing could break through to you once he laid you on your side. “You’re gonna be okay.”

The sirens of the ambulance drowned out his voice. You screamed and cried when the first responder had to tie you in. You flailed and yelled again and again. Kept trying to get out of the ambulance and warn the man about what’s going to happen. The fragments of a tunnel, of a man holding a gun, a man with a beard. It all splits and fractures in your mind's eye. And you fade when the first responder gives you a sedative. The last you see is worried blue eyes. The same blue eyes that have been haunting you for over a year.

[vechter]

here are some fics from my beautiful mutuals that left me in shambles this month:

those million tons of light by mintchocochips absolutely devastating donna character study set right after countdown with a heavy focus on kyle. stunning prose & the most authentic consideration of donna's identity torment nexus + her relationships with all the people in her life. gorgeous allusions + superb examination of canonical moments

Moments After The End by vividities short ficlet for titans/yj graduation day #3 exploring dick's immediate reaction to donna's death. bonus appearance from roy; succinct & gutting with some heartbreaking imagery & dialogue

Passiontide by bigdamnher0 dick in his spyral era. consideration of the impact of nightwing #30 with the most gorgeous and chewy prose. heavy focus on bruce & the kind of devotion they have for each other + a wonderful insight into some of the grayson '14 elements

with golden string by FromStarstuff donna character study. the thesis. will leave you devastated but heart-fulfilled for the kind of love dick & roy have for donna. gorgeous consideration of donna's personhood + the impact of having all that history encased in her + what a terrible and beautiful thing it can be

all we are is an aching that can barely be filled by 2mad4plaid dickroy in outsiders era my absolute beloved. gorgeous depiction of the push and pull they have in this era + insightful consideration of how differently they grieve for donna. compelling character work with beautifully depicted chemistry

Parable of the Friend at Midnight by dustorange tim centric with a gorgeous juxtaposition of his relationships with jack & bruce. bonus features from alfred and dick. stellar internal voice for tim and as always, dustorange's prose is beautiful and layered; reads so authentic to how tim was in this era

memories {like water slipping through your fingers}. by SHINeeNAilee dickroy but make it canon divergent: roy meets ric grayson. there are layers to every moment and mack does such a wonderful exploration of how well roy knows dick & how terrified and untethered ric is till this moment. insane chemistry work

i'm in the business of losing your interest by mintchocochips babs character study set during NML. absolutely stunning insight into some of the behind the scenes moments of barbara's competence and grit. all her complexities are beautifully considered and her desperation + how tired and scared she is, are all tied together wonderfully

burning money by yutro canon divergence where willis todd lives and comes out of prison into a world where jason is dead. absolutely devastating character work and prose for his grief. every vignette packs a punch + a wonderful examination of the dubious ethics of child sidekicks in a way that feels like it could fit right into canon

[expirisims]

Nobody wants to go back to work

The zombies are gone! And Jody is hungry! Antonio rolled a want for a high chair, another small cost item they're going to need with soon to be two littles! Aww, he's so cute eating his little cereal! And he definitely got Joanna's gold eyes!

He's maxed his xylophone skills! Yay!

Just a beautiful picture of the lovely world in winter! Gosh it reminds me of some towns in the Rockies!

This time it was Joanna's turn to go out and about! There was a Sim Fest in the snow, no less! Well at least she seems to be having fun!

And then the notifications started pouring in, normally, I ignore these as it's usually just townies, but Kyle!? He LOVES work! IDK, maybe nobody wanted to go back to work after the holidays.

Looks like another acrobat, but Joanna got a notification to be at work in an hour! Ugh...I could have sworn she was on maternity leave already, my game always gets so glitchy when I don't open it for months. Well, I'll send her to work and see if it sends her immediately home.

More town notifications! Babies, weddings, hookups, break ups...

Looks like Thomas got that promotion I was trying to get him last time through their household!

I've got another wedding album to photograph and Cristina what happened to Reggie???

Man, I had Antonio read a book for work and was really hoping he'd get promoted...no promotion, but...

Joanna got one! And she's Ida's boss now! I guess it's a good thing she went to work!