#How could Jimbo do this

[hazy-egg]

Day 26: Investigation

If you decide to lure away and murder any children... remember to crudely paste a picture of your janitor over yourself in the CCTV footage!

[doolallymagpie]

role-reversed version of That Page in caliban’s war where it’s bobbie’s “lizard brain” going apeshit over holden but it just sounds like your average tumblr bisexual talking about blorbo from her shows

[drrobobitch]

☆𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓣𝓸𝓐 𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪 𝓬𝓵𝓾𝓶𝓼𝔂 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 ☆ (yea pretty basic but it’s the best I got rn 😭)

Warnings: slightly angsty??,cringe,slightly cursing but otherwise fluff, mentions of burning….??? And fire??mentions of injury, car crashing, and stalking?? Blinky bro- get it together man

This is so long help 💀💀😭 (also sorry I didn’t include some of the characters I got lazy)

Jimbo

Jim…to say he worry’s for you is an understatement

Feels like he has to be there watching your every move so there’s no accidents

You’re bumping into walls, poles, signs, breaking things,tripping,accidentally burning things

Jim is kinda of confused…how did you not see that pole….it’s right there

But he doesn’t have the heart to throw shade your way

Even if you do break things

Very important things

In all truthfulness he is frustrated but never mad, especially at you

Even when frustrated he doesn’t snap at you or lash out (even if he did I wouldn’t even count it as that, he just doesn’t seem like the type to yell at his s/o or anyone for that matter)

He just tries to fix it to the best of his ability

And if you try to fix it, he’ll definitely appreciate it even if it is a little…..banged up

As for the burning….

After the first time you cooked together…

Wouldn’t let you near the; stove,microwave,oven, or even the toaster without his supervision

He’s just trying to keep you safe, he doesn’t want an accident to happen, so…can you really blame him???

If you’re able to drive no you’re not 😃

You’re not getting in that car

Is scared you’ll slip up and get hurt or worse

So he’ll ride in the car with you if you’re driving

Once he gets his drivers license, you’re not driving it for a while 🧍🏾‍♀️he’s just looking out for you

When you trip he tries his best to catch to catch you but there’s no guarantee

He also tries to pull you out the way when there’s a pole which usually works

Unless he’s distracted

Another thing, he’d never laugh if you fell, and he’d always help you back up

He’s so sweet I love him he’s such a gentleman 💙

Toby pie

Tbh he was probably scared of you at first 💀💀💀

Thought you were bad luck (thank eli for that)

He quickly figured out that wasn’t true

Nothing happened to him when you were around

It was just you tripping and falling 😭😭

He did try to help you to the best of his ability

Surprised whenever you bumped into a pole

“How did you not see that?!?! It was right there!!!”

Throws shade at you all the time for falling tripping, or worse

But always does it lightheartedly

Tells you to ‘be careful’ but you him both know that’s not possible, even if you tried

The burning now…

That’s what has him paranoid

What if you’re house burns down

“You burned my house to the ground” (sorry not sorry)

But still

Every time you tell him you’re cooking, he tells you to be careful or asks if he can help

Even if you say you don’t he’ll show up anyway 💀💀(“how I got you address…?…….don’t even worry about that bruh-“)

I mean you don’t want your house crispy do you?? 😭💀

Usually asks what you’re doing so he can keep track and be aware of what could go wrong

He’s lucky you’re just clumsy

Not one to laugh when you fall, but he has that stupid smile on his face while he helps you up

If you can drive, he feels very anxious about you driving

Doesn’t want you to get hurt or deal with the trouble of having to buy a new one and have the same thing happened over and over

So he offered to drive it for you (despite not having his license💀💀)

Either way start praying

If you break something, he helps you clean it up or just fixes it for you

If it’s something important, it’s likely that you never broke it because he never let you near it 😭😭 (no shade to you he’s just being careful)

But if you do break something important he’s definitely frustrated and you can tell

Toby is a very honest person, so he usually voices how he feels and his opinion

In this scenario…dw he’s not the type to yell at you or anything but he will slightly raise his voice an octave or two

But you can tell he’s upset

“I told you to be careful!! I told you this was really important, and to be careful with it……why didn’t you listen to me”

He knows that even if you tried you couldn’t but is still frustrated

But he’s not mad at you, he could never be mad at you

You usually try to fix it afterwards, which he is great full for that

Like a lot

(He’s so sweet I love Toby 🧡)

Claire bear

Tbh she just feels bad for you

You bump into stuff, fall and trip, burn things in chemistry by accident (you got ms. Janeth growing gray hairs💀💀)

And you break your own projects and assignments 😭😭😭

She usually offers to help you fix it

Let’s you know when there’s a pole or wall up ahead

Tries to stop you from tripping, but once again no guarantee

Is praying you don’t or haven’t already fell down the stairs (you have)

Tries to cook you food before you try to make it or she’ll buy you so many snacks or take out that you don’t even need to make lunch or make food 💀💀

Will also try and keep track of where you are so that she can be there to help you if you’re in danger

If you’ve got a car, she won’t necessarily drive it for you or tell you not to drive you

But will offer for you to ride or walk with her to spend time with you

And she’ll ask you almost everyday(she’s so slick)

It’s her little way of getting you to not drive the car without outright telling you (Claire is so smart, Claire>>>>>>)

Definitely helps you clean if you break something, if its glass…you’re not going anywhere near it or the mess you just made

Knowing you, you’d probably step on it or worse

If you break something important, like Toby, she probably didn’t let you near it in the first place

If you do break it…..

She’ll definitely be pissed

But she won’t say anything (that’s how you know bruh 💀)

She definitely wouldn’t yell at you, like at all

She wouldn’t even know what to say

In the end she feels bad because SHE thinks that YOU think she hates you

She doesn’t, and she lets you know that after a bit or after she’s calmed down

She’s more so frustrated than mad

If you try to fix it, she’ll definitely appreciate that

(Claire is a W girlfriend)

AAARRRGGHH

Confused as to why you keep bumping into walls and poles

Can you not see??? Are you blind??

Toby tells him you’re just clumsy but…..he doesn’t understand

What does clumsy mean?? And what does that have to do with you falling all the time??

Catches you when you trip or fall, not just sometimes, but all the time

He doesn’t pull you out of the way when there’s a wall or a pole

Instead he picks you up :)

Offers to carry you so that it’s less hazardous for you when traveling

Feels a little uneasy when you drive a car 😭😭

He doesn’t want you to crash okay 😭

As for cooking..

No 😃

Hell no😦

He can’t really stop you…

Well not that he can’t he just doesn’t 💀💀

The others keep track of you for him (mainly Toby)

So they’re there supervising, you…a grown adult

They know you feel embarrassed but they don’t care, they’re saving your life

And your house-

But anyways back to AAARRRGGHH

Won’t stop you from driving a car, but if you get in an accident even once

Gets nervous about you driving one again or any vehicle for that matter

If you break something he’s probably gonna eat it 💀💀 (if it is something he can eat)

Dw it doesn’t hurt him even if it is broken glass

If you break something important, he probably wouldn’t even be mad

Not even frustrated more so sad if anything at all

Does say anything either just holds it looking sad

Which makes you feel bad (and sad)

So you fix it (or try at least)

Which he very much appreciates, and it lifts his spirits quite a bit :) 💚

Blinky

Also confused as to how your bumping into walls

Like bbg can you not see???

Probably thought you had bad luck but after a while figured out that wasn’t the case

Still a bit cautious around you though

Tries to warn you when there’s a pole but is usually too late

Also try’s to catch you when you trip, which he always does of course cus it’s Blinkous duh 🙄 (my 5th hubby wubby/hj)

For his own sake he HAS to be there to watch you cook

Also you’ve caught him following you from time to time, he’s just looking out for you buddy, he’s trying his best

He mainly just asks where you’re headed so he can know what you’re up to

Will try and distract you from getting into your car (doesn’t work and if it does it’s rare)

And since you know how stressed he gets about you driving, and since you don’t want to stress him out further

You’ll usually just walk

If you break something he’ll probably clean it up for you or help fix it

If it was something important, he probably was sure to keep it on him so that there’s less of a chance of you breaking it

If you do break something important, he’d definitely be frustrated but not mad per say

And you can tell

He just sighs and quietly grumbles whilst trying his best to fix it

Would not give you the chance to fix it at all and is scared you’ll break it further

In the end he let’s it go because he knows you can’t help it

Even though you stress him out sometimes he still loves you (I love my hubby wubby)

Douxie

Finds it partially amusing that you bump into poles and walls

But if you fall over or are actually hurt by it then that’s where the hilarity of it ends

At first he thought you just had bad luck or something, but he checked and you didn’t

So you explain you were just really clumsy…and partially hazardous 💀💀

Pulls you out the way if there’s a pole up ahead or just warns you before you hit the pole and or wall

Usually catches you if you fall and if HE doesn’t then he was probably just using his magic

Sometimes if he’s in a particular mood he’ll let you fall, but he’ll make sure that you don’t get hurt (but still 💀💀)

Doesn’t trust you in the car, so he ‘offers’ to drive for you

If you do drive……naur 💀💀

He’s getting out

And throws shade at you while doing so (lightheartedly of course)

He doesn’t let you cook either, he doesn’t have the insurance for an apartment fire (💀💀💀💀 I’m sorry, no like I’m actually sorry that’s funny and it shouldn’t be)

So instead of supervising he’s the one doing the cooking

But usually gets take out so there’s less of a chance

He barely trusts you the toaster

The amount of times you’ve broken something is beyond me 😭😭

If you break something, he’ll help you clean it, or offer too at least

He knows you’re an adult and you can handle it yourself but he doesn’t want you to be hurt

Especially if it’s broken glass

If you break something of importance

Tbh idek what his reaction is

Believe it or not

He’s only a little frustrated, if at all

He’s more so exasperated if anything

When he sees it broken he’s just like “oh……here give it to me I’ll fix it”

🧍🏾‍♀️like bro ur not mad??

If you’re insistent on fixing it (which you are) then he’ll let you

He does appreciate it though

Like a lot

Steve the Palchuk

Probably made fun of you and laughed at you whenever you fell when he first met you

Then was kinda scared of you cause Eli told him you were bad luck

But now he doesn’t

He’s still somewhat amused

Just no longer out right making fun of you

He does help you up when you fall

“Hey, watch where you’re going, I don’t want you getting hurt..”

Yes pookie

Anyways, Steven usually tries to catch you

But he’s also a bit clumsy so you both end up falling down 😭😭

He is definitely one to warn you, not just when there’s poles in front of you but around you as well

Will sometimes pull you out of the way closer to him to look…heroic??? (Steve come on-)

Doesn’t let you drive his Vespa

And if you have a car of your own

😅 nah man-

“Oh please fuck that car, get on my Vespa” 💀💀💀

Doesn’t understand how tf you burn things

How???? Especially if you were watching it the whole time

As much as he wants to protect you but still

He’s scared to come over when you cook

Especially if it’s over the stove

If you break something he usually offers to help fix it or pay for it

Even if he doesn’t have the money for it (aww Steve 🥲)

If you break something important

He won’t be mad more frustrated

And if it has anything to do with the sake of Arcadia then he’s scared screaming and running around like a little girl

So you have to calm him down and apologize

You and him do try to fix it so he’s feeling a lot better

But still he’s nervous, are you just clumsy or bad luck???

Was Eli right???

Nahh someone this sweet could never be bad luck

Aja

She’s never met a human this….

Clumsy??? Is that the word

Doesn’t understand why you’re bumping into poles, “they’re in front of you how did you not see them…?”

Same with walls, you’ve had to have seen it….are you blind

When you trip, she’ll giggle a little bit but she’ll help you up

She thinks you’re so silly

The amount of times you’ve broken your own projects and assignments is astonishing to her

Has watched you burn things without literally trying

And is just like 🧍🏼‍♀️”how did you do that??? Show me!!” (💀💀)

Watches you when you’re cooking

After a while connects the dots, your forbidden from the kitchen (unless it’s to eat)

If you’ve got a car

She won’t stop you from driving it

But is still worried

If you get into an accident then she probably wouldn’t let you drive it for a while after that

If you break something, she’ll offer to fix it

If it’s tech she’ll take it to krel to fix and probably improve :)

If it’s something important

Tbh I don’t see her being mad about that seeing that you didn’t do it on purpose

“I told you to be careful!!…….now look…..”

“Sorry I’m just frustrated….”

But the thing is she doesn’t look or seem frustrated

She looks more worried and sad if anything

She appreciates that you offered to fix it

Dw it’s not that she doesn’t trust you or thinks you’ll break it

It’s just that whatever it was probably wasn’t something you could fix

So now she keeps important stuff in a certain place that you can’t reach, or would have a hard time try at least

But she loves you even if you are a clumsy silly little human (I nominate Aja to be my girlfriend)

Krel

Now this…….I’ve been waiting for this (I’m literally obsessed with this boy I love him sm)

Is also confused as to why are you are bumping into walls

“Ay yi yi yi…….are you a soolian??….it was right there…you saw it coming!!!”

Eli also told krel you were bad luck 🧍🏾‍♀️

Which krel, boy genius, obviously didn’t believe

I don’t see him pulling you out of the way when there’s a pole or a wall, I don’t really see him warning you much either 💀💀

On a good day he probably would

If it were something that could hurt you or worse would probably do both

“Be careful!!! And watch where you’re going, my love you know I can’t stand to see you hurt” 😍😍😍

Krel >>>>>>>>

Anyways

Probably laughs when you fall, but helps you up)

Except when you’re hurt, then he probably feels bad and helps you up

Is actually scared FOR you

Like constantly

Bro is going through enough he don’t need this 💀

The fires, possible car accidents

💀💀he’s horrified

If you’ve got a car or something

Not anymore

He’s not letting you get in that

Literally forbids you

“As king in waiting of akiridion 5, I hereby forbid you from going in that death machine”

“Krel…….this is earth….now get out of my way I’m going to the mall-“

Probably had luug piss on your tires (making them pop, or melt…..probably-)💀💀💀

Either way you’re not getting in that car

Now the burning…..

Naur-

If it’s in chemistry class

He’s probably yelling and screaming along with everyone else😭😭

If it’s because you were cooking

NO

Nope

He gives you a blank bot so that you never have to cook again!!! 😃

And if that’s not good enough for you then sure go ahead burn your house down 💀💀💀

He’s just trying to protect you

If you break something it kinda scares him or makes him nervous

Not too sure why

He does offer to help you clean it up

Or more likely fix and improve it in any way he can

Or he’ll use parts of it (for god knows what)

If you broke something important he probably kept it away from you anyways (sorry y/n)

If you did manage to break something important

He’d be frustrated definitely

But not mad seeing as you didn’t do it on purpose

“I keep telling you to be careful!! Why don’t you listen!!! Ugh….great now I have to fix it”

That and other things pretty hurtful things in all honesty are things he says in the heat of the moment

After a while he calms down

He knows you can’t control it so what’s the point in yelling at you for it, you apologized and tried to help what’s the point in being upset

He does think you’re adorable and loves you, but when breaking his inventions….it hard to think so (no he still thinks you’re adorable)

Eli

Couldn’t add a gif for him so anyways but yea 😔

Like I said before

Bro is horrified of you

You must be bad luck or something

After a month or two of watching you…(wtf Eli not again)

He realizes that he might be wrong

None of your friends ever got hurt, just you

He’s thinking about investigating you

Which he does

You just explain to him that you’re a little bit clumsy

“Yea…., a little clumsy….”

C’mon you fell over the railing that’s not clumsy mf 🙄/j

He genuinely thinks you’ve been cursed but what’s the point in telling you that, you have enough going on

You almost burned your house down for gods sake you don’t need anything else rn

Tries to warn you if there’s a pole or a wall(the majority of the time you don’t hear him)

At this point he just feels bad for you…

If you trip he’ll try to catch you but ends up falling down with you

Won’t laugh if you fall, he’ll just help you up and tell you to be careful (even though he knows damn well you can’t 💀💀)

Like I said before Eli….thought you were cursed

So when a fire breaks out and you’re the cause

He starts freaking out

He does know now that you aren’t….or might not be

But the possibility is still there…..(I’m Eli’s eyes at least)

Honestly he’s really scared for you

Like shaking in his boots scared

And gets extra scared when you don’t respond to his texts he keeps thinking something happened

Eli is definitely a bit paranoid as always

Honestly if you break anything he’d probably just let you clean it or if it were too big of a mess he’d probably helped

If it was important he probably fixes it or at least tries

It’s not that he doesn’t trust you

It’s just that he doesn’t trust whatever the fuck type of borderline hazardous shit is gonna happen yet

Especially if it’s an item that could be considered a weapon

Eli doesn’t even have to worry about you crashing your car

You wanna know why??

CUZ THIS ASSHOLE RATTED YOU OUT 💀💀

He told your parent(s) about the time you snuck out (to go see him 💀) and that you had basically crashed your car on the way back

Needless to say you no longer have car keys

You and Eli ended out getting into a big fight later about it

But more on that later 💪🐺🐺

Yea he loves you obviously

Even if he does think your cursed

But that’s not gonna stop him from loving you

(Sorry this was short I had to finish it quick tho)

[busstop]

Björk, by Viðar Logi for Vogue Scandinavia, 2024

Styled by Edda Gudmundsdottir.

Björk tweeted:

'i am so honoured to be wearing this margiela dress !!

i got super mushy at the fashion shoot when i slipped on the prosthetic hips , it seemed such a full circle since the mannequin margiela-pieces i was wearing in the early 90́ s.

so wonderful how galliano threw away both of his and margiela ́s luggage and tapped into both of their beginnings .

i could see silhouettes of 1920 rooftop jumping irma vep vampires merging with margiela ́s first bellmer inspired poupée moment with a dash of duchamp ...

but then brought truthfully into 2024 by being all AI zombie like . is perhaps even jimbo there !? i wish .... such a profound thing ! i am so honoured to have gotten to wear this garment . i wore margiela for my first debut cover ( tinyurl.com/bjork-margiela ) so it is sentimental to me .

i would like to thank the wonderful viðar logi for the photos

and a special shout out goes out to edda gudmundsdottir and james merry for being my fashion team for my cornucopia tour , the outfits are chosen by me , refined and perfected in their hands . i couldn ́t do it without them .

thanks to andrew gallimore and olivier schawalder and sverrir páll sverrisson

photographer: viðar logi

words: liam hess

stylist: edda gudmundsdottir

makeup artist: andrew gallimore

hair stylist: olivier schawalder

masks: james merry

manicurist: cam tran

set designer: sophear van

executive production: directors lab

local production: lotti projects

maison margiela artisanal designed by john galliano @Margiela

@voguescandi

a selection of photos for vogue scandinavia @voguescandi

photos: viðar logi

stylist: edda gudmundsdottir

masks: james merry

makeup: andrew gallimore

hair stylist: olivier schawalder

manicurist: cam tran

set designer: sophear van

assistant: sverrir páll sverrisson

executive production: directors lab

local production: lotti projects

portal dress: KWK by KAYKWOK @KayKwokFashion

bodysuit: thora stefansdottir

full outfit & quill: robert wun @RobertWun

ophrys ring: james merry

hand embroidered dragonfly in petri dish: rahul mishra @RahulMishra_7

black dress: henrik vibskov

"fascia" mask: james merry

lace bodysuit: sinèad gorey

shoes by jean paul gaultier haute couture by simone rocha @JPGaultier

sequin embrodiere sculptural top, knit flight suit and latex straytukay boots: rick owens @RICKOWENSONLINE

bodysuit: CRITTER

"ophrys" handmade ring: james merry

harp: camac harps @CamacHarps

[typhoons-mess]

Jerome/Jeremiah with a SO with a Speech Impediment

AN: Hello! I was wondering if you could possibly do headcanons with Jerome and Jeremiah where the SO has a speech impediment?

Ah yes I got you! Hopefully I covered it correctly. My mind kept getting confused while writing this.

Warnings: None

JEROME

This boy would not care if you had a speech impediment. He would love you no matter what.

The first time that you met either it was at Arkum or just at the GCPD he was HOOKED on you.

I mean who wouldn’t? A pretty face walking on by as he gets taken away.

After that he was determined to hear your pretty voice.

If you didn’t talk much his mission would be to hear something out if you.

“Come on doll, just one little squeak out of ya”

In the beginning he would be frustrated with how long it would take you to form a sentence without stuttering. But later down the line he would be patient and look at you with awe.

He would definitely yell at everyone to shut up at a meeting if you had an idea and were trying to say it out loud.

JEREMIAH

I think Pre!Jeremiah would be interested in what you have to say so he would just stay quiet while you tried to talk to him.

After Jeremiah gets sprayed I think he would have trouble waiting for you to form a sentence. He would get frustrated with how long it’s taking.

“Echo could do better forming a sentence than you!”

After he says that he feels bad. He knows your not stupid as all his followers, and it just takes you awhile.

He would come to apologize to you, rubbing your cheek. He would remember how he used to be infatuated with how you spoke.

“I’m sorry my dear. It’s just been frustrating with taking out old Jimbo. You know I love how you speak to me and brainstorm those little ideas.”

He would also shower you with gifts over the next few days as an apology as well.

[yeuc-c]

I have a few questions:

What do the NPCs when nobody is in the elevator?

Regarding the last one, Can NPCs enter the elevator when there isnt any players?

What do Blogsy, And Fizz Up! taste like?

Do Infected and Unpleasent get along?

Do the NPCs know about glevil And Jimbos existance?

the same thing they do when you are in the elevator, just with less tomatoes.

Yes

Blogsy tastes like a really electric blue raspberry mixed with motor oil, while fizz up tastes absolutely incomparable to any other known earthly soda. (except maybe strawberry)

No not at all. If infected could he'd probably "unalive" unpleasant, but he doesn't know how and he is a little scared to try.

Some do.

[adoristsposts]

hickeys | jamie drysdale

author's note; i am filled with total brain rotting love for him. jamie drysdale the only thing that could make me adore you more would be if you signed with the leafs summary; parties are supposed to be a time to socialise. instead they usually become an excuse for you and your boyfriend to get shit faced and make out. word count: 0.9k warnings; making out, slight nsfw characters; Reader x Jamie Drysdale

Jamie's hair had grown long and shaggy over the season. He loved the way it poked out under his helmet. His 'flow', as he and his teammates called it, was just a part of playing hockey. But you knew it was because he felt handsome when his tousled hair was on display for you and every other adoring ducks fan in a stadium. And you preyed on this now, carding your fingers up some strands at the back of his neck. He hummed, turning to face you. His lids were droopy. They always seemed to get heavier than he could handle when he drank. You could tell how far gone he was from how much eye you could see. He was really drunk. Of course, you couldn't argue that you were any better. You laughed at the lazy grin that was uncurling on his face at your affectionate gesture. "You good, baby?" He asked. He placed his hand on your thigh, rubbing your leg as if to comfort you. It did the opposite. You tried to bite your lip to keep your suggestive smile from blooming, but it didn't work, instead causing a spark to light in Jamie's eyes. You stared at your boyfriend like it was your first time seeing him. Raking your eyes over thick eyebrows, his wide shoulders, his slight stubble. You couldn't stop yourself from getting up from where the two of you were sitting and beginning to step into the house. You turned back to him, as if to ask Are you coming? He couldn't get to his feet faster. Within a minute you two were in Trevor's guest bathroom, where you had brushed your teeth many a morning after a night gone a little too wild. This party surely had to fall in that category. And there was no way Trevor had left it unlocked without the knowledge it would be put to some sort of use, right? As soon as you shut the door between the two of you Jamie had you caged in with his body. He fell against you with slight pressure, connecting your lips quickly. He was so eager that your teeth clashed and you laughed against his lips. He smiled at that, pressing on. Because Jamie wasn't embarrassed by it. He was too drunk to care. Plus, you had reassured him time and time again that there was nothing he could do to ick you out. "Not even like- trimming my nose hairs?" He had asked when you told him, grasping for the first thing he could think of. You had laughed and he had grinned widely at the fact you found him funny. "Not even that, Jimbo." You ran a hand down his chest and you could literally feel his toned stomach through his shirt. This drove you wild and you moved your lips down to his neck. Hockey season was over, and that gave you the freedom to give your pretty little boyfriend as many hickeys as you desired. You thanked God for that as Jamie groaned and buried his face into your shoulder to try and muffle the noise. You kept going, finding a sweet spot right under his jaw. He must have been tired of the teasing, because his teeth clamped playfully on your shoulder and you yelped out a loud laugh. "Did you just bite me?" "Yes." He answered simply. Then, "Kinky?" Wiggling his eyebrows. You laughed and shook your head at him, pulling him down for one final kiss. "We can finish this later. At home." "Fine." He groaned. The two of you stepped out into the hall. Trevor was out there, and looked up from his phone. "Finally, I've been waiting for ages." He moved past you before freezing. "Holy shit." He said, stepping back to you two. He pulled the neck Jamie's shirt down, eyes widening as he scanned the skin. Then finally the man burst into laughter. "Fuck, Jimbo, I think you better borrow a hoodie." "What?" Jamie asked, then another, more frantic "What, dude?" But Trevor was already shutting the bathroom door behind him. When Jamie turned back to you, you understood Trevor's suggestion. Multiple blotches on his neck were already turning red, and the second you two stepped into the well-lit backyard his teammates would be on him like dogs. Teasing and pointing. You covered your mouth to suppress. "I think you should listen to him, love." You told him. Jamie furrowed his eyebrows. "Why?" He whined.

You steered him into Trevor’s room, pointing at the mirror for him to see for himself while you rummaged through the boys closet for a hoodie. You heard an “Oh, shoot.” and threw one towards the tall boy. He was smiling and shaking his head as he put it on.

“Sorry, Jamie.” You said, but you really weren’t. He rolled his eyes as if he could hear your added thought.

“Whatever. I’ll give you some matching ones later.” You rolled your eyes and lightly swatted his chest, but his words rang as more of a promise than a tease.

I’ll give you some matching ones later.

It took everything in you not to drag him home right then and there.

[babydollmarauders]

MEDIA MANAGEMENT— JACK HUGHES (PART NINE)

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 5.5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9

notes: i’m finally up to the games that i attended! pictures 5 and 9 were taken by me at this game! fun fact: dawson and the equipment guy actually posed for that pic for me after his hat trick <3

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 hey! hi! how are ya?! i’m great thanks for asking because MY BEST FRIEND GOT HIS VERY FIRST HAT TRICK!!

let me preface tonight’s recap post by saying that i’m aware that there were 3 goal scorers in tonights 5-1 win against the penguins, and i’m proud of dougie, timo, and ALL of the guys for their hard work tonight. however, tonight’s recap is slightly different because it’s focused mainly on my very own best friend!

my puppy, my sun, the godfather to my child, best friend number 1, my favorite person in the world (jack look away), dawson mercer. you got your first career hat trick and i could not be more proud of you! i’m so glad i was healed from my debilitating illness (i had a cold) and was able to witness it in person! i’m not saying i’m your lucky charm but… slap me in green and call me a leprechaun! 🍀

i’m so happy for you, dawson! i love you so very much! here’s to this being the first of very many!

p.s. it would not be a y/n postgame post if i didn’t have a couple pics of my favorite ipad kid snuck in there <3 you did great tonight, my beautiful princess!

tagged dawson1417 and jackhughes

dawson1417 thank you best friend number 3! i’m glad you were there to see me hit this milestone! here’s to many more! love you so very much! ❤️

y/ndevils00 you are actually my very favorite person in this entire world! i’m so insanely over the moon for you right now! drinks?

dawson1417 drinks!

user68 wait i always thought the “best friend number 1 and 2” was just y/n being silly about dawson and marino, but they actually have assigned numbers?! 🥹 that’s so cute!

jackhughes so happy for you merc! @/dawson1417

dawson1417 thanks hughesy! ‘preciate it!

y/ndevils00 my two favorite people 🥹 where’s my other?!

trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 right here!

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras k well we all know i wasn’t talking about u, lucifer’s favorite child

john.marino97 @/y/ndevils00 i’m scared to ask but is it me?

y/ndevils00 @/john.marino97 THERE HE IS! all 3 of my people <3

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 you’re being lovey to marino… how much did you drink tonight babe?

y/ndevils00 oh so much

john.marino97 @/dawson1417 so proud of you man!

dawson1417 thanks bro!

y/ndevils00 my boys 🥹

john.marino97 @/y/ndevils00 you’re weirding me out now. stop being nice. it’s unnatural

y/ndevils00 alright ur done. ur booted down with trevor

trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 what did i ever do to you?!

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras exist.

jackhughes babe, you gotta stop referring to our cat as your child. you’re gonna make people think we actually have a kid

y/ndevils00 we literally do?? lil satan IS our child

jackhughes she’s a cat.

y/ndevils00 @/nicohischier you’ve gained a child and a y/n. congratulations!

nicohischier yay! i’ve always wanted those!

jackhughes @/nicohischier stay away from MY y/n!

trevorzegras i don’t go here but congrats dude!

dawson1417 thanks dude!

y/ndevils00 stay away from my best friend, demon!

trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 doesn’t feel too good does it?! stay away from jimbo!

y/ndevils00 too late! we already have a snap streak!

trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale tell me it isn’t so!

jamie.drysdale do you want the truth or a lie?

nicohischier congratulations merc! ❤️

dawson1417 thank you cap!

jesperbratt did you take that last picture through the glass?

y/ndevils00 yes. but i think you forgot something….

jesperbratt congrats @/dawson1417 !

dawson1417 thanks bratter!

y/ndevils00 much better

[shou-jpeg]

-Back on the Beat-

Part 4. 06

One year later

November 19th, 9:50pm 

Kim hits a high note and the crowd goes wild. 

He’s sweaty and high on adrenaline, approaching the end of his largest show yet. 

It’s only a few hundred people, but it’s also a sold out show, and Kim still feels a little overwhelmed with that knowledge.

Porchay is in the crowd. 

He had walked into their apartment five weeks ago and announced to Kim that he was going to celebrate the end of his first year of university by devoting himself wholly to being WiK’s #1 fan; a job he then applied himself to with as much, if not more gusto than he applied himself to studying medicine. 

He looks ridiculous right now, dressed head to toe in unofficial, homemade WiK merch. He’s also holding a handmade sign above his head and Kim has to stop himself from smiling like an idiot every time he looks over at him so his fans don’t start rumours.

They'd agreed to keep their relationship on the down-low, for now. Only while Kim builds his audience, since being single sells.

He holds Chay’s gaze throughout the entirety of the song they wrote together and the people around Chay are definitely noticing. Kim isn’t doing a very good job at being subtle, he thinks.

Oh well. 

He’s exhausted, but he raises his arms over his head and makes a heart with his fingers to thank his audience as he closes the set. The crowd goes wild once more and Chay is giggling into his hand over something.

He’s so cute. 

He’s probably laughing at Kim though, Kim thinks warily. 

~~~

A few days later, Chay announces that a photo of Kim from his concert is going viral on twitter and is doing wonders to boost his popularity both nationally and internationally. Something about people thinking he’s cute?

Kim considers how much he can press and the wary way the bodyguards back at the compound look at him when he walks past. 

He’s definitely not cute.

Porchay won’t let him see his phone though, and he can't be bothered to check himself.

Whatever. So long as it’s getting him good reviews.

May 23rd, 6:05pm - a few months earlier

“I think Jimbo likes you more than me now.”

Porchay scoffs. “That’s just because I’m the one who feeds him most of the time. You’re always out these days, being all popular and in demand. What will we do when you become proper famous?”

“You don’t like having a popular boyfriend?” Kim pouts, turning to look at Porchay from where he lies on the bed, watching him play with their cat. Porchay only moved in last week, yet he’s taken on being a cat parent like nothing else. Kim has barely even cleaned the litter this past week. It’s been a weird disruption to his daily routine, but it has given him a lot less to worry about with his increasingly erratic schedule. 

He released the song they wrote together last month and it hit the national top 10. He’s had three different studios reach out, wanting to sign him. 

Kim tries not to think about it too much; it’s too overwhelming, how good he feels about it. The bars he usually performs in are starting to become too small for the crowd that he draws. 

He should probably hire a manager. 

Porchay looks up at him. “P’Kim as your biggest fan, I could not be more thrilled to be dating my idol. It’s like I’m living inside of a fanfiction.”

Kim hums, hesitant.

“Does that mean we get to live happily ever after?”

It’s way too soon, they’ve only been together six months. Kim was ready to spend his life with Chay from the moment Chay unblocked him, but he’s pretty sure there are rules around these things. 

Kim isn’t good at this. Porchay told him so himself… though he was smiling at him fondly when he did. 

He’s smiling that same smile at him again now. 

“Yeah,” Chay says, soft. “We get to live happily ever after, p’Kim.”

February 10th, 9:28am

“I want to study medicine.”

Porsche looks at him with almost comical surprise, and Porchay tries not to laugh at his expression.

They’re out at their new weekly brunch date together, and Chay has been waiting for the right moment to bring this topic up. He’s spent a lot of time over the past few months, both on his own and with Kim’s help, figuring out what he wants to do with his future. He’s feeling pretty confident in his choice, but he hasn’t even begun looking at universities yet and enrollments are coming up soon. 

“I’m not sure what field I want to specialise in yet, but I’ve thought a lot about it and medicine feels like the right direction for me. I should have at least a year of classes before I have to choose my field - I want to feel it out a little and see what feels right for me. I was hoping you could help me look at university courses?”

Porsche puts his fork down and settles back, serious but obviously trying to hold back his glee. “Of course, Chay. We can get you into any university you want.”

“No!” Chay interrupts him, “I want to get in on my own merit. I only want help finding a good course… please…”

Porsche smiles at him, big and wide and happy. “You can do it! Come around here, let’s start now!”

Chay gets up and moves around to join Porsche on his side of the table, bringing his phone with him. 

“Okay, so I’ve already been looking at a couple courses. Tell me what you think, hia…”

February 6th, 11:39pm

“What about some sort of doctor?”

Porchay looks up at Kim. 

They’ve been going through lists upon lists of career ideas and quizzes and self help guides. It’s been nearly four hours and Porchay really shouldn’t have been as surprised as he was with the seriousness and intensity at which Kim approached the task. 

Kim loves solving cases and sorting through things. It’s something Porchay discovered recently, and even though the topics themselves sometimes aren’t so cute, the way Kim gets when he has something to solve in front of him definitely is. 

He reaches over to smooth the little furrow between Kim's brows. “What kind of doctor?”

“I don’t know. You said before that you wanted to do something to help people, but didn’t put your own self at risk.” He's right, but it’s also a little left field. All the results from Porchay’s quizzes have pointed him in the direction of something creative, and they haven’t done much research outside of creative careers yet. 

Doctor. 

Porchay thinks about Porsche and his new, scary job. He thinks about Kim and his tendency to push himself too hard. 

He thinks about Khun, and Kinn and all the bodyguards.

Doctor. 

Yeah. Something about that feels right.

January 26th, 10:45am

It’s their two month anniversary and Porchay is nearly jumping on his heels as he waits in the lobby of Kim's building. Kim approaches slowly, trying to look cool and not at all as nervous as he feels inside. 

Chay has been secretive about today, only telling Kim to keep his schedule completely clear. He's been distracted every time they've seen each other over the past couple of weeks abd Kim has had to put a surprising amount of effort into not trying to suss out what Chay has been planning for them. 

An effort that proved even more challenging when Khun's crytic texts began rolling in even couple of days.

Of course it turns out Khun was on the money with everything. As usual.

“You never use it, so I stole it back the other week and made you this.”

November 28th, 10:35am 

“I’m a little nervous.” Chay is sitting across from him, boba tea in hand and a light flush to his cheeks. 

They’re at their usual boba tea spot, but it’s also their first date.

Kim is feeling the same. 

“Mmmm.”

Chay laughs at him lightly. “P’Kim! Are you nervous too? You’ve hardly said anything since we got here.”

Kim takes a moment to consider, looking up from his tea at Chay’s slowly growing smile. 

“...mmmm.” Chay laughs loudly enough that a few people around them turn in their direction. Kim smiles. 

Success.

THE END

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[donnerpartyofone]

This has been a really hard one to talk about. I'm always very ambivalent about mourning celebrities. I try to remember that I don't know these people, that what is really mourned by most of us is the person's ongoing work, which in the best cases has helped us understand ourselves and the world in which we live. Unavoidably, though, you can start to develop the sense that you know these people personally, which isn't true or even appropriate necessarily, I mean you have no idea whether you would even like someone you've only seen on a screen or received an autograph from; but at the same time, I don't know if you can really force yourself not to feel like the deceased celebrity is a dear friend you will never get to talk to again (the last time I tried and failed was the passing of Lux Interior). Maybe this is more forgivable, and also more inevitable, if you feel like you grew up with the person.

Of course this is all about ME now, but my mother (who also died from cancer) was an extremely hip, brilliant, funny individual who for whatever reason refused to form a relationship with me. This was pretty strange, because we liked a lot of the same things--B movies, old comics, all types of camp and kitsch--but when I liked those things, it was in poor taste and punishable by exile, whereas when she liked those things, it was evidence of her cultural genius. Before I make anybody too mad I should say that I'm being a little bit unfairly reductive just so I can get to the point, which is that one of the few things we could share was Pee-Wee's Playhouse. I didn't know anything about the show's more adult origins or the fact that Paul Reubens was sort of a performance artist, but I didn't have to. Pee-Wee's Playhouse was a feast for any child's senses: stylish, hilarious, and on some subliminal level, really sophisticated. I was clued into some of what was going on just because I watched it with my mom, who always laughed at Pee-Wee's winks and nudges to the hep parents in the audience. The show might have been my first encounter with the kind of anthropological humor favored by people like David Byrne and Laurie Anderson, artists who engage subversively with cliches, stereotypes, and other memetic parts of popular culture. In Pee-Wee's Playhouse, with its sharp, edgy cast and crew, kids like me were getting into fine art without even knowing it--which is possibly the best way to learn about art anyway.

In fact, on the other side of our house, I became obsessed with Gary Panter's incredible punk opus Jimbo In Paradise, a Dantesque comic book about an innocent young guy living in a dystopian future, where he is occasionally joined by guest stars such as Nancy and Hedorah. I was about 7 when I started reading Jimbo over and over again even though I could barely understand it, and I had no idea that Gary had pretty much designed Pee-Wee's Playhouse. I'm speaking about him so familiarly because I got to know him a little bit as a grownup. I remember Gary talking about how private Paul Reubens could be. He used to do this thing where he would accept a dinner invitation from anybody who asked, as sort of a stunt, but he had to stop doing it because people became so intrusive and entitled with him. Gary said that they'd be walking around in New York and when they saw an obvious Pee-Wee fan gearing up for an offensive, Paul Reubens would sort of transform into this totally different person, putting out an aura that let you know not to fuck with him. It's crazy-making to think that someone who was so protective of the boundary between his private and public selves had to suffer that ridiculous arrest, but it's heartening that most of society eventually grew the fuck up and forgot about it. It's also helpful to remember when he turned up later on the MTV Music Video Awards and started off by asking the audience, "HEARD ANY GOOD JOKES LATELY??"

I'm glad we got one more Pee-Wee special in the past several years, but I always wished that we would see Paul Reubens in more movies. He was such a cool actor, funny, convincing, and naturally charismatic. While people are cycling through their favorite roles of his, I want to point out that he had a great role on a recent HBO miniseries called Mosaic, an intense, engrossing crime drama that I definitely recommend if you have access. Maybe I'll rewatch it, too. In closing, here's a great story that I grabbed from Facebook that should warm everybody's heart, along with the heartbreaking statement (inappropriately cropped by Instagram of course) released upon the death of the very private Pee-Wee Herman. It makes you wish you could thank him in person, for everything. The best we can do is just remember him.

[pumpkinspiie]

prompt: ❛ i just wanted to make sure you’re okay. ❜

with Jim Halpert <3.

i need some hurt/comfort with good ol’ jimbo

❛ i just wanted to make sure you’re okay. ❜

(warnings. mentions of suicide and depression.)

“I’m so sorry for your loss.” “She was a great woman.” “I couldn’t imagine what your going through.” Those sentences were repeating over and over again in Y/N’s head. All day during her late mom’s, M/N, funeral. Y/N loved her mom. Her mom was a single mother but she did everything that she could for her daughter to give her the life that she never did.

When Y/N got the life changing call, she was at her best friend Jim’s house, they were watching a horror film on Netflix. Jim could tell by the S/C woman that whatever it is the other person on the other side of the phone was saying wasn’t anything good.

That night when Y/N got home, she cried. She cried herself to sleep that night. She stayed home for the next few days. Not going out for anything unless it was absolutely necessary. The 27-year old spent her day looking through old memories of her and her mom throughout the years.

The rest of the week Y/N stayed home cooped up in her bed. She was depressed, she loved her mom and now that she was gone, Y/N had no one. Jim however noticed Y/N’s absence.

“Dwight, have you seen Y/N?” Jim asked quietly. Dwight looked over a Jim with a shrug. “She’s at home.” Jim looked at Dwight silently telling him to continue. “Doing what Dwight?”

The male co-worker looked at Jim with a ‘bitch’ look. “How am I supposed to know Jim? Last thing i heard from her was that her mom passed and she’s taking some time off.” at those words, Jim finally realized why she was absent. Jim knew the relationship between Y/N and her mom. he knew how much she meant to her.

Y/N laid in her bed crying for what felt like the 100th time today. She hadn’t move for hours , at this point her thighs were starting to hurt from not moving.

Jim walked in to Y/N’s apartment. She had given him a spare key when she went out of town to watch her fish and never took it back. Not that Jim would’ve given it back anyway. The apartment was dark, all the blinds were drawn and there was stench. Like death. Jim walked towards Y/N’s room opening the door slightly.

Y/N didn’t hear Jim come in. She couldn’t hear anything, she was too out of it.

“Oh, Y/N..” Jim whispered once he caught sight of the distraught woman curled up in bed. Speaking of, she turned towards Jim teary eyed. “Jim.” She whispered out getting up wrapping her arms around his neck crying. Jim reciprocated the hug.

“I heard what happened from Dwight, I’m so sorry Y/N.” He tightly wrapped his arms around her.

“What are you doing here Jim?” Y/N asked burying her face into his shoulder. “I just wanted to make sure you’re ok.”

jim halpert x reader

(A/N: sorry this took so long ml’s! i’ve been genuinely very out of it lately but i had to push through it to get this out, i hope you guys enjoy it. i know it’s not best but once i get back into my grove i’ll edit it but for now i love you💗!)

[lvrhughes]

Beach Day | J. Drysdale

pairing: Jamie Drysdale x gn!reader?

summary: A beach day with Jamie and Trevor

warnings: none? the ocean?

word count: 0.8k

not my gif!

“Jam please.” you were practically on your knees, begging for one beach day. 

“No, we’re busy.” his tone stern, making a point of how badly he did not want to go.

“Jamie, we are not you or Trevor. You know, maybe I’ll go with Trev.” The quick change from begging to getting up to leave had Jamie spinning, jealousy clouding his decisions. 

“No you won’t, we’re going.” The words falling out before he could think, covering his mouth in realization when he heard what he’d done.

“Yes! You’re the best Jam!” The enthusiasm radiated off you, jumping around the space, while Jamie stood frozen.

“Shit.” He managed to mumble out, reaching for his phone to call Trevor, mumbling about if he had to go, he is not suffering alone.

“Hey Jimbo.” The call was answered quickly, Trevor's voice flooding the line.

“You’re coming to the beach with us.”

“What?” Trevor’s stunned voice eliciting a laugh.

“Y/n’s making me go to the beach, you're coming too.” 

Jamie was thankful he put no protest, running over to the house quickly, sporting the most colourful shorts he owned.

“Trevor, what are you wearing?” the question came out as more of a laugh, Jamie snickering behind you.

“It’s a beach day, gotta wear the best.” Trevor grinned, throwing his towel on the couch as he did a spin. 

It was a short drive to the beach, Trevor somehow being forced into the backseat of his own car. His argument that it was the best beach vehicle winning, yet losing the fight of who should drive. 

“We’re here!” Trevor immediately ran out of the car, running laps like a child. 

“Calm down, Z.” Jamie’s annoyed expression fueled Trevor’s antics, running over to his best friend to pick him up. “Trevor Zegras, if you don’t put me down you idiot!” 

The further Trevor ran, the quieter Jamie’s scolding got, making you laugh. Quickly grabbing the rest of the belongings in the Bronco, finding the keys and locking it shortly. RUnning down to where you could see two wet Anaheim ducks.

“What happened?” you laughed, seeing Jamie’s scowl as he sat on the sand like a child. Giving him a towel before turning to Trevor, who looked like a guilty puppy.

“What did you do, Z?” somehow more guilt covered his eyes, looking down before mumbling an answer. 

“I threw him in, then he tackled me.” It was a fight not to burst out laughing at the confession, seeing Jamie's slight smile out of the corner of your eye, proving he wasn’t completely mad. 

“Did you apologize?” It was like scolding children, watching Trevor walk around you to say sorry to Jamie. 

“You’re both children, I hope you know that.” You giggled, earning a glare from Trevor.

“Oh yeah?” Jamie challenged, getting up to walk closer to you. 

“Don’t do it Jam.” 

“Don’t do what?” his movements never halted, earning you to step back with each step forward he placed. 

“If you throw me in the ocean, I swear jamie-” The words cut off when you fell, falling into the sand as Jamie scooped you into his arms. “Jamie no!” 

The pleas useless as he wadded into the water, fake dropping you every so often. 

“Jamie, please, I love you baby, don’t do this.” the pleas falling from your lips, arms wrapped around his neck tightly, at least if he were to drop you, he’d come in too. 

“Yeah, I love you too babe, but what was that about being children?” 

“Jame, I take it all back, you’re not children, just don’t drop me! It’s cold!” 

“How would you know? I think you feel pretty warm.” Jamie’s tone teasing, his arms still holding you against him. 

“Because you’re wet, and you feel cold.” 

“Hmm” He pretended to think, before shaking his head. “I think we’ll go for a dip.” 

“Jamie!” the words useless when he dove into the water, getting up quickly returning to the surface to carry you out. 

“You fucker.” You practically growled, Jamie laughing at the tone, Trevor sat smiling at the whole ordeal. 

Setting you down on a towel Trevor had laid out, settling on one beside you. Turning to look at you while you glared away from him, facing the water. 

“Baby.” Still refusing to look at him, instead starting a conversation with Trevor. 

“Baby doll!” He whined beside you, his arms circling your waist to pull you back onto him. 

“Jamie!” A squeal like sound escaping your lips as he threw your body over his, laying you down on his towel. “What are you doing?” 

His body now covering yours, laying on top of you. His arms circled your waist, keeping you tight against him, as if he wasn’t already pressed into you. 

“Jam.” 

“I want your attention!” He groaned, rolling slightly off but keeping his hold. 

“You have it babes.” You giggled, his face buried in your neck.

[love-imagineitall]

Let Her Go

Pairing: Victor Zsasz x Assassin!Female!Reader

This is set in the first season only a little bit after Zsasz is at the GCPD for Gordon. Also I don't think I mention it in the story, but the reason that the reader was in prison for two years without getting broken out or anything was to go in and make more contacts in the female criminal world. Falcone had asked her to and after she thought she was done, he pulled his strings to get her released immediately.

TW: usual Gotham violence and allusions to smut, heavy make out sesh.

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"Are you kidding me Gordon!?!?"

"What the hell are you talking about Harvey?"

"Please don't tell me that is who I think it is that you have in that interrogation room?"

"Again I ask what are you talking about? I brought her in for killing a man right in front of me."

"Oh god," Harvey groaned shaking his head, "let her go right now" he said with a tone of urgency that Jim hadn't heard from his partner before.

"No, I've told you many times I'm not going to turn the other way just because these criminals have money or power," he says to Harvey seeming to be frustrated with his partner and the entire city of Gotham, as he steps back into the interrogation room.

"So, (Y/N) (L/N)? You want to tell me why you killed an innocent man? What did you want with him?"

"You must be the new hot shot," the woman in front of him smiled mischievously with her feet up on the desk. The way she smiled an kept her calm like that did concern Jim a little, but he pushed on.

"Gordon. Detective Jim Gordon nice to meet you. Now tell me why did you do it?"

"Jim... hmm, Jimbo can I call you Jimbo? I'm gonna call you Jimbo."

Harvey then entered the room and Jim noticed that he looked different, frightened even.

"Harvey! Long time no see"

"Hello (Y/N), I am so sorry about my partner. We will get you out of here as soon as we can there is no need to let any one know that you are here."

"No, Harvey, no we won't. She murdered a man right in front of me, she has to go to prison, but first I am going to find out why?"

"I love the place by the way it's been a while. Have you guys redecorated?"

"(Y/N)! I am done playing games with you now you are going to tell me what I want to know or I'm going to have to send you away for a long long time!" Jim yells, the frustration pouring out of him.

"Ooh, feisty" the woman says with a smile on her face. She turns to Harvey, "I like him"

"(Y/N)-," Jim starts.

"Look boys I'm only here because I wanted to take a look around, but now I've met the new guy and seen enough. I'd like to leave now"

"Are you kidding? That isn't how this works princess I saw you with my own eyes murder a man in cold blood, this is the police so yeah the only place that you are going is to prison."

The woman turns to Harvey, completely ignoring Jim, "Harvey, I'd say you got about a minute to let me go... we don't want a repeat of the last time now do we?"

"No ma'am" he says quietly shaking his head while pulling Jim to the side.

"You need to let her go like now," he says while constantly checking his watch.

"Who the hell is she Harvey?"

"You remember Victor Zsasz?"

"How could I forget?"

"Well look as scary and creepy as that dude is, she's a hundred times worse, she's even more deadly of an assassin than he is if you can believe that, but as of right now we haven't pissed her off. The thing I'm worried about is that those two aren't just colleagues, they've got this weird thing... and, and, and-"

"And what Harvey?"

"And he's not gonna be too happy that we've got his girl in lockup after he hasn't seen her for 2 years"

Just then the two detectives hear a gun shot, Harvey looks wide eyed at Jim, and pulls him back into the interrogation room.

"Uncuff her Jim! Uncuff her!"

"Right on time," (Y/N) says with a smile on her face.

The two detectives hurriedly rush to uncuff the woman sitting in front of them. As soon as they have her free and very pissed off Zsasz enters the room with guns a blazing.

"Hello darling," he says with a smile to (Y/N), immediately turning his attention and guns towards the detectives. The smile previously on the assassin's face now completely wiped away and replaced with an anger never seen before.

"Come on honey, we were just leaving" she grabs Zsasz by the arm, "oh and Jimbo, I'll see you around," the pair walking off with her sending Jim a wink. Zsasz walks with his girl out of the GCPD quietly leaving everyone there in awe and fear.

After the pair of assassins return to Falcone's house, (Y/N) immediately drags Victor up to the bedroom. After all the pair hadn't been this close in two years what with the woman being locked up in Blackgate prison.

"Ugh-" Victor groans as he pulls her in for a very hungry kiss

The two of them wasting no time and immediately going to the bed. She jumps on top of him, taking control and kissing him with even more passion.

She rips open his vest and going to pull down his pants when he flips her over and regains control, immediately kissing her again and pulling her shirt off. As the two are going at it and undressing each other, one of Falcone's men walks through the door to tell them to come down stairs, but as soon as he opens the door and begins to speak both assassins pull out their guns and shoots the man without breaking the kiss.

The pull back for a moment to catch their breath, and as they are breathing heavily, Victor tucks a piece of hair behind (Y/N)'s ear, flashes a toothy grin, and says "you are never leaving for that long again you hear me?"

Chuckling and grinning back at him, she replies, "wouldn't dream of it sweetness"

[gaykarstaagforever]

I love how Hbomberguy's in-depth takedown of James Somerton is at 17 million views. I don't know how high a count Jimbo ever got on a video, what with all of his deletions, but as of right now his biggest video is at 2.6 million. But then there is a hard fall-off. Most of his videos look like they were, at most, around the quarter-million mark.

Which is still good, and makes you money, especially if you pump them out on the basis of trash, which is what he was doing. But I think it's interesting how so many more people love watching a man destroy another man, whose videos they probably weren't even aware of beforehand.

Like me. Algorithm never showed me James. I'm plenty gay on YouTube. I don't know what to tell you.

Also I like how even third-party weigh-in channels are now doing James's numbers, just commentating on the situation. These people are just telling us A Thing Happened. And they're doing better than James did at his highest median, just with that.

My point is that James Somerton was never as significant as he seems to think he was. He has way more value as a sacrificial lamb than as a content creator.

That sounds bad, but Hbomberguy is publicly queer himself, as are a lot of the people doing these trend commentary channels. And James's worst crimes were against the queer community. If any of these big numbers are Conservatives hate-watching the take-down of a gay YouTuber, they're getting that content from a lot of gay creators, tending to gay business.

Obviously there is an element of flavor-of-the-season trend here, and that could be a part of this. And the YouTube Plagiarism Problem aspect may be significant, too. After all, in Hbomberguy's video, James was just the largest creature in his Rogues' Gallery of Plagiarism Supervillains. And that is a legit concern on the platform.

I still think it is significant that James's numbers, and profile, were significantly raised by him being excoriated. The thing I already said about him being a sacrificial lamb. His failure looks way bigger than his success.

[harrison-armory-incorporated]

I tried to attach a second apocalypse rail cannon to my Barbarossa but the reactor was so strained it exploded when I tried to charge them. Do you think I could weld another reactor to the Barbarossa and have it work?

Jimbo here; if you have someone on your squad that runs a Minotaur, offer them their very own labyrinth in exchange for access into their pocket space to store an extra reactor or two how will you hook that up into a barbarossa? i dont fucking know do i look like a horus pilot

[quite-right-too]

Last Words (My Headcanon)

The Doctor and Rose, asleep in their flat in Pete's World. Rose jerks awake, her dream playing through her head and her heart pounding. Except there's one thing wrong; she knows it wasn't a dream.

"I'm late now. I've missed it. It's midnight. Mickey's going to be calling me everything. This is your fault," she badgers to her mum. It's cold, her arms crossed in front of her while snow falls around them.

"No, it's not. It's Jimbo. He said he was going to give us a lift, then he said his axle broke. I can't help it," the older Tyler argues back. Their walking pace has sped up, both of them anxious to get out of the cold London air.

"Get rid of him, Mum. He's useless."

"Listen to you, with a mechanic. Be fair, though. My time of life I'm not going to do much better."

Rose stops her mum, placing a hand on her shoulder and rubbing it reassuringly. " Don't be like that. You never know. There could be someone out there."

"Maybe, one day," Jackie breathes, looking around at the snow which has started falling a little thicker. "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year!" Rose grins enthusiastically, giving Jackie a tight hug. "Don't stay out all night." Jackie simply rolls her eyes as her daughter lectures her, turning to walk off in the opposite direction.

"Try and stop me."

Heading down the alleyway towards her flat, a low grunt catches Rose's attention. There's a man in the shadows, just barely visible. His brown trench coat keeping out the cold as his face contorts a bit with pain, bracing himself against the electric utility panel on the brick wall of the estates. "You all right, mate?" Rose asks gently, trying to get a closer look at him.

"Yeah," he chokes out, getting his footing and standing up a bit straighter.

All she can do is offer a small smile. It was New Year's after all. "Too much to drink?"

"Something like that." His voice is gritty and he sounds... exhausted. And he looks it too, now that the light has shone on his face a bit more.

"Maybe it's time you went home."

"Yeah," the man agrees with a nod.

Her smile turns into a grin as she prepares to go up the stairs and into the warmth of her flat. "Anyway, Happy New Year."

"And you." Rose turns away, walking towards the entry of the building. She stops in her tracks as she hears his voice from behind her again. "What year is this?"

The cold nips at her face as the breeze picks up. "Blimey, how much have you had?" Rose laughs, watching as he gives her a shrug. "2005, January the first." He must be absolutely sloshed if he didn't even know the date. It's the bloody New Year.

" 2005." It was more of a statement than a question. An affirmation of something, she simply just couldn't tell what. "Tell you what. I bet you're going to have a really great year." He offered her a smile but it was so sad. She could see it through the dark, hidden deep in his eyes. He looked at her like he was longing for something. For her, even.

"Yeah?" She grins at the man, who offers her another sad smile in return. "See ya." With that, she jogged into the doorway, sparing one last glance at this mystery strangers as she finally heads. up the stairs.

The Doctor wakes up as soon as she does, quickly moving to comfort her as she chokes out sobs into his chest. "Oh, love," he murmurs into her hair, kissing the top of her head and rubbing her back while she grips onto his shirt like he'll disappear at any moment. "What was it? What happened?"

"He's gone-" Rose tries to catch her breath. "I saw you before we actually met. It was New Year's. I thought you were just some drunk bloke but your eyes were so sad and I couldn't shake it. I forgot until..."

The realization hits him. "Oh," he breathes. "He's regenerating. You were his last goodbye." His reward, he says in his mind.

All he wanted to do was see her one last time.